Section 290 Smoke of the Downwind
Whenever this happens, Zhu Xun will definitely take Liu Yu over and say with a smile, "Senior brother, if you have a bite to eat in the future, I will never give you a thin drink!"
Old Master Liu laughed when he heard this, "Xun'er, my son is too far away from you, I'm afraid that I won't be worthy of leading you in the future!"
Although Zhu Xun thought so deeply in his heart, he still replied: "Where! Master's words are serious!"
Liu Yu looked at the senior brother in front of him, I don't know if he is still the same Zhu Xun as before, but one thing is becoming more and more clear, the senior brother's ambition is getting bigger and bigger. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the past, the senior brother only thought about being an official, but now he doesn't even hesitate to kill people.
He turned his head, unwilling to look at the senior brother in front of him again. His nose fanned as if he had smelled something, and his eyes fell on the jar of wine that Gimod had placed on the ground.
Yeluqi was not afraid of Zhu Wen's threat, he stepped forward and put his arm on Liu Yu's shoulder, "Brother, thank you for saving my life today." This one...... I'll give you the top spot in this tournament!"
He is the person who values the reputation of the competition the most, and he is willing to give up this first-class throne to Liu Yu, which is very regrettable.
Liu Yu moved his lips, "No need!"
There was never a moment when he felt that the top prize in the tournament was so worthless, and in the end it became a gift for mutual transfer.
Zhu Wen saw that if he didn't show some color, his junior brother and Na Yeluxuan would not understand his methods.
He placed his hands across his neck and made an execution gesture.
Those people who were loyal to the sect, and those martial arts people who were bought, immediately understood, and they all started to execute the lamb in their hands.
At this moment, a puff of yellow smoke dispersed in the wind, and everyone who heard it fell.
Zhu Wen saw that his plan had not yet been implemented, and the people under his hands had already fallen into a piece, and his heart was shocked. He just wanted to turn around to see what was going on, but his body felt a little weak, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground, unable to stand up again.
The bronze horse laughed loudly at the yellow smoke, and after he finished laughing, he coughed violently and lay on the ground gasping for breath.
Yeluxuan looked at him and shook his head again and again, "I didn't expect that the person who was so arrogant a moment ago has become like this now, what kind of evil has he done!"
The bronze horse couldn't stand up, he struggled to crawl towards the head of the seven-wounded old man, and the seven-wounded old man's head smiled, rolled on the spot, and hid behind the body of the Jinding Dao chief.
The bronze horse felt his eyelids heavy and could no longer crawl forward. Ever since he was bitten by the head of the seven-wounded old man, he felt a fishy evil intent, invading his body from the wound. He knew in his heart that he must have fallen for the evil poison of the old man with seven wounds.
The poison of the seven wounds of the old man comes from the evil skill of "Seven Sorrow Fist" that he practiced, which forcibly refines the seven desires of people, and after the exercise is reversed, the seven desires will turn into perverse poison.
At present, the copper horse is also infected by this perverse toxin, he feels a tremor in his chest, his eyes blur into a piece, and there seems to be a red shadow coming from afar, he struggles to wave at the red shadow, "An Niang, it's you, come here, I feel so hard!"
The red shadow really seemed to have taken a few steps closer, and he hurriedly waved his hand desperately, "No, no, don't come here, the great cause of the court is important, and it is not a pity for the copper horse to die!"
Countless different thoughts were churning in his mind, going back and forth.
However, all this is just an illusion, and the so-called red shadow certainly does not exist. So Yeluxuan looked at the strange bronze horse on the ground and felt a little confused.
He looked back and saw that all the people around him had fallen to the ground and lay together, only himself and Liu Yu were still standing, and he couldn't help but feel proud.
He reached out to pat Liu Yu on the shoulder, just as he sighed, but suddenly felt that his arm was as heavy as lead, his body was unbalanced, and he fell forward to the ground, eating a large mouthful of mud in his mouth.
The dignified son of Yelu is more embarrassed than everyone else who falls.
"This ...... What's going on!" he shouted in horror, looking up at Liu Yu, who was standing on his own.
Liu Yu's gaze was neither on Yeluxuan's body nor on Zhu Wen's body, he looked into the distance through the thick yellow smoke.
I saw a faint figure walking out of the yellow smoke, followed by a figure that looked like about 40 lamas, and this person was the master of the Tibetan Gelug sect, Gendun Sangyal.
Gendun Sanjay thought that he could accomplish his work in one battle, but he couldn't help but be surprised to see that Liu Yu had not fallen. However, when he saw that his chest was stained with blood, and knew that he must have suffered a lot of injuries, he was relieved.
With a wave of his hand, more than forty Gelug lamas surrounded Liu Yu and asked indifferently, "Why, you are not poisoned?"
Of course, Liu Yu would not tell him that he was an invulnerable body, his eyes were filled with electricity, and he stared at Gendun Sanjay and asked, "Who made you do this?"
Gendun Sanjay clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "It was the Khitan Khan who asked us to do this, and the Gelug sect made a great contribution to the Khitan! If we hadn't acted in time, everyone present would have been killed by Zhu Wen." ”
Liu Yu asked in surprise, "You already know Zhu Xun...... Wen wants to make a move?"
Gendun Sanjie's eyes showed admiration, "The Khitan Khan has a clever plan, and he has already discovered that Wang Daozhi, the military advisor of the Yellow Nest, has secretly sent a large number of martial arts people who have taken refuge in him to blend into this martial arts competition, and this Zhu Wen is just the introduction of his entire plan." ”
Liu Yu was taken aback when he heard this, he didn't expect that this matter would be related to the royal road far away in the south.
He turned his head to Senior Brother Zhu Wen, who was sitting on the ground, and asked, "Senior Brother, is what he said true?"
Zhu Wen bowed his head and was silent, how could he tell Liu Yu that he had made a military order to Wang Daozhi, so that he had the opportunity to come to the grassland to make meritorious contributions, but he didn't expect that things would be unexpectedly messed up at the last moment.
Wang Daozhi wanted to sabotage this competition to recruit relatives in order to take the opportunity to weaken the spirit of the Khitans. On the day of success, the reputation of him and the Huangchao Righteous Army will inevitably rise sharply in the Central Plains, which is very conducive to buying people's hearts.
It's just that this person wants to kill hundreds or thousands of people for his own plan, which is really chilling.
Zhu Wen was also frightened, but when he realized that only by killing more people could he live a more comfortable life, he was no longer afraid. What's more, the Wen Hou Gong he cultivated relied on absorbing the blood of others to replenish his internal strength, and there was nothing wrong with killing a few more people.
Yeluxuan struggled to lift his head from the ground, spat out the mud from his mouth, and glared at Gentun Sanjay, hating him for making such a big fool of himself.
Since Gendun Sanjie was working for the Khitan Khan, how could he dare to easily neglect his nephew. He hurriedly lifted Yeluxuan up from the ground and said apologetically, "Yelugongzi, I'm really sorry, I'm late!" )