Gore was in turmoil at the moment.

After leaving the room of the black-clothed sacrifice, he did not go directly to the water village, let alone the main hall, he returned to his room.

Ever since he heard that Shamituo had fled to the desert, he felt that something was wrong!

He had never wished so much for the death of a man!

He chased all the way, he kept asking for news, he hoped that he could catch up with Shamituo one step before Wu Yang did, and then kill him!Or hear the news that he had died under Wu Yang's sword before Shamituo entered the desert!

But until he caught up with the desert, he didn't take a step ahead of Wu Yang, let alone hear the news that Shamituo was dead!

Later, when he learned the news that Wu Yang had been chased into the desert at the Tianmen Inn, his heart almost collapsed!

But at that time, he felt that he still had hope, and he still had luck in his heart.

Gore told himself that before entering the desert, these two people had been chasing me for thirty days, the vast desert, the wild sand and the cool day, how many people were preparing for several days, and in the end they were not swallowed by the yellow sand!

No matter how mythical Dawu Yang is, he is just a person, how can he fight through the vast desert!

Gore looked at the portrait in front of him, which he was no stranger to.

This portrait has appeared hundreds of times in the Tianmen Inn, but at that time it was painted on various hunting orders and bounty lists.

At this moment, he never thought that he would have an intersection with this world's number one killer who is both a demon and a hero!

Time waits for no one!

At this point, Gore felt that he had no time to lament the tricks of fate.

He knew very well that the queen should get the news of Wu Yang's pursuit of Shamituo into the desert within a day or two.

When she gets the news, the queen will be furious! She will definitely find out what Shamituo has done!

By then......

Gore didn't dare to continue thinking about the Queen's means, he knew.

This person, Gore couldn't know better. This kind of greedy person who is afraid of death, before he dies, in order to survive, he will say everything!

Wu Yang is still alive, and it seems that he is dead.

Then, the one who is likely to know this secret for a living person is Wu Yang except himself.

Thinking of this, Gore suddenly threw Wu Yang's portrait into the air.

It was as if he had changed into a different person, his eyes fixed on the portrait that fell from the air, and the portrait suddenly spontaneously ignited in the air!

If it was a fair duel, Gore felt that even if he used secret arts, he might not be able to kill Wu Yang.

However, if he secretly used the secret technique on him when Wu Yang was not paying attention, and then killed him after he was caught in the secret technique, he was not unsure.

When Gore came to Ah Ming's house, Wu Yang was saying goodbye to Ah Ming's father, and he took advantage of Wu Yang's slack and quietly hid on the roof.

After waiting for a while, he found that Wu Yang was looking out the window sentimental and distracted.

This is simply the best time for him to use secret arts!

However, man is not as good as heaven!

Just as Gore was about to stretch out his hand, the silver bell in his sleeve moved!

Gore was shocked in his heart, he knew that it was not good!

said that it was too late, but I saw him dodge a few times and quickly hide in the waterhole in the west of the village.

After an attempted assassination, Gore fled straight back to his room.

He knew very well that tonight's defeat had already sounded a wake-up call for Wu Yang, and it was difficult for him to have another chance to kill Wu Yang.

Just when Gore was distressed, the bell in his cuff suddenly jumped three times!

Three jumps of silver bells, seven sacrifices!

Inside the main hall, the central light flickered.

Seven priests, dressed in red, black, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple cloaks, kneel side by side with their heads bowed and their knees on the ground.

On the stone seat of the main hall, a burly, tall and mighty man was staring at them.

This man is the fifty-eighth king of the ancient kingdom of Ilan, Ilan Tuba!

"Sacrifice to the body!"

That voice sounded thick and domineering, and people couldn't help but be awe-inspired.

I saw that the seven men quickly stood up, separated into two columns, and stood opposite each other.

The whole hall, without a sound, was quietly afraid.

"The red-clothed priest Gore, the person from the drinking water village, but Wu Yang?"

The Elantuba on the throne broke the terrible silence of the main hall.

"Tell me the king, exactly!" replied Gore, on his knees.

"Do you know why the novice has an accident all of a sudden?"

"Tell my king, the minister is guilty!" said Gol.

"What's your crime?" asked Ilantuba, slightly surprised.

"The minister failed to guard the novice mound, and he failed to obey the holy command of my king. ”

After speaking, seeing that Ilan Tuba was silent, Gore paused for a moment, and then said: "Although the minister has sent someone to investigate, he has not been able to find out the reason so far!"

Gore had already figured out what to do on the way here! At the moment, he was just trying to keep others from seeing through him.

"The red-clothed priest Gore obeys the order! I order you to immediately return to the Tianmen Inn with the yellow-clothed sacrifice, and within 40 days, you will be able to recruit 3,000 sturdy men from the Central Plains!

"Do as my king commands!"

Seeing that Ilan Tuba didn't seem to care about the matter of the novice, Gore breathed a sigh of relief.

"The yellow-clothed priest obeyed the order and ordered you to return to the Tianmen Inn with the red-clothed priest, and within sixty days, find out the deployment of the Central Plains troops and the location of all the brothels!

"Do my king's orders!" the yellow-clothed priest commanded.

"You two are going now!"

"Do as my king commands!"

Gore and the yellow-robed priest got up, took three steps back, and disappeared into the main hall.

"Black-clothed sacrifice, blue-clothed sacrifice, when will this batch of goods start to be produced?"

"Tell my king, and you will be able to give birth the day after tomorrow!" replied the blue-clothed priest.

"Okay! Order the two of you to work together and step up production! Stand down!"

"Do as my king commands!"

At this time, in the main hall, only the three priests of green, green and purple were left.

"Purple Clothed Sacrifice, Lone gives you ten days, do you need help?"

"Tell my king, no. The purple-clothed priest replied.

"Okay! Thank you!"

"The two priests of Green Yi and Tsing Yi obey the order! Order the two of you to go to the Drinking Water Village, and after ten days, no matter what method you use, let that Wu Yang swallow this thing!"

After speaking, Ilan Tuba waved his hand, and a black box appeared in front of the green-clothed priest and the green-clothed priest.

"Do my king's orders!" the Tsing Yi priest took the box and said.

"The two adults must remember that they must let him swallow this thing alive. The purple-clothed priest on the side added.

"Understood! Thank you for the reminder!" said the green-clothed priest to the purple-clothed priest.

"Okay! ”

"Do as my king commands!"

After the three priests withdrew from the main hall, a cold and beautiful face, but also indifferent and fierce, was revealed from behind the stone seat under the flickering of the yin fire.

"Queen, do you really want to go in person?"

Ilan Tuba grabbed Queen Maggie's sleeves and feet, and pulled hard, and then held Maggi's tight honey buttocks on his thighs.

"Hmm. Maggira leaned into Ilantuba's arms, gently caressing Ilantuba's solid chest with her fingers, and her eyes flowed with watery tenderness.

"At this time, I'd better go and see the land myself. ”

Ilan Tuba looked at the stunner in his arms, and suddenly, he hugged Meiqi tightly in his arms, eager to press her into his body.

After a while, Ilan Tuba finally let go of his tight arms.

"Good. Just go, I'll wait for your good news. ”