Hearing that this Liu Xuan actually began to call himself a lonely widow at this time, Xuan Qingyun couldn't help but wonder if it was right or wrong for him to hand over the Ye Tianzi Sword to such a person.

But right or wrong, this kind of thing, it seems to be meaningless now, if you want to revive the Nanli Kingdom, then the only suitable bloodline is the one in front of you. Or just dig up the graves of the dead, dig out the royal family of Nanwei, who has been dead for many years, and then use evil magic to resurrect them. Let's not talk about whether this will get the support of the old ministers of Nanwei, but I am afraid that he himself will not support the existence of such a person who is not a person and a ghost.

And in the depths of the Great Sky Mountain

"Do you just let them come around?When will the heir of a one-character king be able to pretend to be a clan?" said a bronze armored corpse king urn angrily. As he spoke, the scales and armor all over his body trembled, showing that he was extremely angry in his heart.

"When no one in the Nanscale clan can stand up, the heir of the king can indeed replace the Nanscale clan to serve as the king of Nanscale, and there is nothing wrong with this in legal theory. A ghost creature covered in fog said, "I understand your feelings, not to mention that the prince is not out of the customs yet." Even if the crown prince is really out of the customs in the future, what do you think the world will think if His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven appears in front of the world now?"

"At that time, the transformation of the royal bloodline into a bloody corpse did retain a bloodline of the royal family, but it also made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not human, not a ghost. Another ghost said, "I think it's not bad to let these guys toss and toss more, and maybe these guys are still extremely suitable chess pieces, after all, if we stand on the table, the Xuanmen Baijia will definitely think that we are evil, and if he is standing on the table, I believe that the first thing the Xuanmen Baijia has to do is to negotiate, let him restrain his injured strength, we can get a little more respite, this deal, make sure you don't lose money." ”

"But ......"

"Instead of saying so much here, it's better to think about how to deal with Western Qin's next offensive as soon as possible. At this time, a short middle-aged man sitting in the first place said.

He is also a zombie, and the strongest bronze armored corpse king, but his strength no longer needs that kind of change in size to be expressed. The skin is no longer the hard skin, it has become soft, just like ordinary people. If it weren't for the pale skin and no breathing, no one would suspect that he was a living person.

Of course, his height is not short, but compared to these corpse kings who are three meters and a half at every turn, he is indeed short.

At this time, the western suburbs of the frontier of Guiling County

"Damn Yuwen Ye, damn the eldest grandson Cunxiao, if the grounding order disappears, the first thing Lao Tzu has to do is to tell the two of you to give eight pieces!" As the guard of the western suburbs, Wang Zhan didn't know how to describe his aggrieved feelings.

At this moment, he is standing on the wall of the southern city of the western suburbs, and under the wall of the southern city, there is the Modao camp of the eldest grandson Cunxiao. However, it is obvious that these Modao battalions are not here to fight, but to find fault! Looking at their loose formation, Wang Zhan can be sure that as long as he charges one by himself, then at least half of the few forces in Yuwenye's hands that can compete with the Western Qin Iron Army will have to be explained here.

"Wang Hunt, you turtle grandson, you just hide in your turtle shell and don't come out. The eldest grandson Cunxiao carried a Mo knife and laughed under the city wall on a horse.

He has come to find fault several times these days, and he still put up a battle formation to call for war in a decent manner, but later he realized that Wang Hunt should not fight at all, and he is becoming more and more indulgent, and now he doesn't even arrange troops, just hundreds of people go to the city to call for battle.

"Come on, bring a bow to Lao Tzu. Wang Hunt is on the gas at the moment, and now when he sees the eldest grandson Cunxiao, he can only be described in one sentence, that is, when the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed, not to mention that today the eldest grandson Cunxiao is wearing a set of extremely conspicuous bright silver chain mail, which can be said to be extremely sassy.

"Boss, the boss has given an order, let us easily not stir up trouble. One of the soldiers said a little worriedly, "If we disobey the commander's order, I'm afraid we will ......."

"Obey the order? Lao Tzu is going to disobey the order today, or do you think that Langya's bastard's punishment, Lao Tzu Wang Hunt can't afford it, and he needs to fill the knife with your own soldiers?" Wang Hunt roared angrily, "Lao Tzu is asking you to bring a bow and arrows now, and he wants the dragon hunting bow in the treasury!"

All the soldiers' faces were moved, because before Wang Hunt said that it was only a bow and arrow, but now it turned out to be a dragon hunting bow.

Even if an ordinary bow and arrow is the most powerful, it is only a nine-stone bow, even if this kind of bow is accurate, with the current distance between the city head and the eldest grandson Cunxiao, this guy will be slightly injured at most, and even with his powerful kung fu, it may not be a hand injury. But the dragon hunting bow is different, the bow is as its name suggests, it is the bow used by the dragon hunter, the armor-piercing ability is extremely strong, and if you are shot by this kind of bow and arrow, even if it is not critical, you will lose the most basic ability to act.

The identity of the eldest grandson Cunxiao is not a secret in the two armies of the frontier Liang, and everyone knows that this guy has a certain relationship with the current queen and princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty. So when Wang Hunt said that he would take care of this arrogant boy with a strong attack, someone ran out to persuade him. After all, if you hurt this ancestor, maybe it will be the whole army of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

But it's a bit too late to say this now, because at this time, two guards who were holding back the evil fire in their stomachs had already taken out the dragon hunting bow in the warehouse. Wang Hunt took the dragon hunting bow, bent the bow and set the arrow, and in the next second, the arrow shot directly at the eldest grandson Cunxiao who was standing there singing a big drama like a meteor shower.

The eldest grandson Cunxiao's face changed, he didn't expect Wang Hunt to really do it today, in the past few days, this guy's cultivation was not very good, why did he suddenly become so irritable?

However, his reaction was also very fast, the head of the knife in his hand flipped over, and in an instant, the arrow was cut in two, but even so, part of the arrow's momentum did not weaken much, and he made a small hole in his own chain mail. The blood spoiled out instantly, and the whole person snorted, quickly turned the horse's head, and shouted, "Retreat!"

Wang Hunt seemed to be unsatisfied, and directly took out the second arrow from the quiver behind him, but was stopped by his own soldiers.

"Boss, calm down, this is the opponent's agitation. Now that the eldest grandson Cunxiao has been quiet, there is no need for us to continue to trouble him, if something really goes wrong with him and talks with Nantang, we will be unlucky in the end. The two soldiers grabbed the quiver to the death, just to prevent Wang Hunt from taking a feather arrow from it.