Mu Shipan, who came up first, was leaning alone on the battlements of the city wall, and there was a vague alienation from the people in the city tower not far away.

He squinted at Liu Tugou with a pair of eyes, and the smile on his face was quite scrutinizing and playful.

Liu Tugou retracted his gaze from the red and black fields under the city, nodded towards Mu Shipan, and asked without the slightest hint of foreign concern: "Old Mu, the horses can't stand the heat of this summer, and there is no autumn fat to support them, Hei Dixuan came south at this time, what is the secret?"

Mu Shipan sneered when he heard this: "What's the matter, I'm afraid?"

"This battle was fought inexplicably, and the Helan King's account was defeated so badly, maybe the big slash and killing of my own initiative has already ruined the calculations of the adults......

Liu Tugou smiled shyly, and said a little embarrassedly: "If it makes Cao Gong dislike and even the court condemns, how can I be a little lieutenant who can bear it? Not to mention that if I beat the small one and provoke the old one, when the old monster of Hei Di Divine Power comes to the door, then I will really have to whine." ”

"Shh

Mu Shipan sneered when he heard this, turned his head and glanced at the city tower, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with the young lieutenant in front of him, he was so ruthless and resolute when he made a move, he was not only a master of the arts, but also a steady and ruthless trick to steal merit, what kind of ignorance was pretending to be at this time? Besides, a great supernatural person would come to kill you a little grandmaster? That would really make people laugh out of their big teeth.

Liu Tugou didn't care about Mu Shipan's disdain and ridicule, and strode towards the city tower with his head held high, the cloak that was steamed by the spirit was lightly brushed behind him, and a pair of hemp shoes made a dry and clear shoe print on the wet green brick.

Mu Shipan glanced at it twice, his eyes were a little solemn, for him, it was not difficult to step on the dented shoe prints on the green bricks, but it was really difficult to steam the water traces on the soles of the shoes without a trace, not a single point, a lot of points.

Such a meticulous and lightweight aura control, and then thinking of that brilliant sword qi, this yin and yang transformation between movement and stillness, can such a young junior really do it? Or can he give up all his divine sense after inspiration, but can he calm down and polish it carefully?

However, if we do not cultivate the divine will, how can we enrich and sublimate our inspiration, and will not stop at the state of inspiration in this life? Such a thankless work of water milling is really a sacrifice of the basics, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Not to mention the so-called self-only sword, which has always been regarded as delusional, either a man controls a sword, or a knife controls a person, and one master and one servant infect each other and have their own changes, how can it be called a "only" word? Unless he is an ignorant and unconscious knife, how can he achieve it? Can't this crow captain's heart really be like a blank piece of paper and not stir up half a cent of dust?

Mu Shipan's gaze moved to Liu Tugou's back, and the light green long knife he had just seen at the head of the city had been put in its sheath.

The scabbard is made of shark skin from the East China Sea, although it is precious but not rare, and its own craftsmanship is extremely rough, which is really a tyrannical thing.

The blade is long and narrow, roughly not taking off the shape of the Youzhou Chopping Horse Sword, and there is no trace of sword intent and spirituality leaking at this moment, just like ordinary iron.

Although this week is big, there are only a handful of famous people who use knives, how can they never hear of this person's knife?

Liu Tugou was unaware of the sight behind him, and when he entered the door, the two elite armor soldiers guarding in front of the door moved, and they were about to step towards him, as if to stop him.

His eyes widened, his eyes were like substance, he had already used the method of carving the stele obtained by stealing the master, and the invisible sword intent aura went straight to the eyebrows and hearts of the two armor soldiers.

The two Qi Refining Realm Armor Warriors, who were originally full of evil qi, were stunned, and their bodies suddenly froze.

At this moment, the feet that the two had just raised couldn't fall down no matter what.

Although because of the restraint of the knife species, Liu Tugou did not have half of the distraction in his sword intent at this time, but just with the vast, far-reaching, clear and pure shocking momentum in it, it was like a flood bursting the embankment, which was enough to break through the hearts of the two Qi Refining Realm armor soldiers.

Liu Tugou calmly walked between the two, understatement, without a trace of fireworks.

This process is extremely short, except for a few Inspiration Realm Grandmasters present, the rest of them are unaware, compared to the evil aura of blocking the door to recruit troops and slapping people that day, there is a kind of gentle drizzle, moisturizing things silently.

He bowed to the old man in front of him in a big red vermilion robe, and said respectfully, "I've seen Cao Gong!"

As soon as the words fell, a lieutenant angrily reprimanded: "Bold! Cao Gong dared to be so rude in front of him, and he didn't kneel down quickly!"

Cao Xianzhi was furious, scolding this black crow captain for being a reckless man, but everyone on the upper floor of this city could hear it clearly, whether it was the two gatekeepers or the captain who scolded him, after figuring out his intentions, he had a little bit of the idea of bullying people and falling into the ground.

Someone had already jumped out to give the black crow captain a dismount, but Cao Xianzhi didn't say a word, just stared at Liu Tugou with an expressionless face, and became more and more solemn, not angry and arrogant, giving people a depressing feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

In this somewhat permeable quiet, Liu Tugou did not squint, nor did he look at the captain.

He was silent for a moment in the face of Cao Xianzhi's gaze, and then grinned: "I heard that Cao Gong is heroic and chivalrous, and when he was a teenager, he gathered people to run rampant in the prefectures and counties, talked and laughed and killed people, and after joining the army, he had no taboos and never bent his waist, and he was called 'Tiger Head' by people?

As soon as a few words came out, many people immediately changed color, and they were a little relieved when they saw Liu Tugou's black clothes again.

Counting the surrounding armies, I am afraid that only the notorious Shuo Fang Xiandeng dared to be so lawless and indiscriminate, these people were originally just some chaotic ministers and thieves, evil demons and outsiders? No wonder Chang Zhaoqing didn't want to, and took the opportunity to kick Jizhou.

As for the absurd things of Cao Gong when he was young, he had the huge Qinghe Cao clan as his backer, although he was not a saint, but he was also a behemoth who even had to scruple about three points for the Son of Heaven, who didn't sell a little face? Is this little black crow lieutenant pretending not to know, or does he really have a backstage?

Speaking of which, the Son of Heaven is rich all over the world, and the fifty-four states occupy most of the essence of Zhou Tian's land, which seems to be supreme, but don't say that Bai Rong and Heidi, these barbarians who enter the Kou from time to time, even within the territory of the Great Zhou, there are still many rebellious and unsubdued people who do not obey the king.

The monk seeks the Tao, his mind is strong, and he has the power to surpass the mortals, how many of them are really willing to bend their brows to others?

This is still the case with reckless and scattered cultivation, not to mention those saints with high surnames that have been passed down since ancient times, the great names of wealthy families with profound backgrounds who dominate one side, and the great sects of ancient religions where great supernatural powers are in charge? It's not that the imperial court doesn't want to sweep away these large and small mountains, but it is really beyond their strength, and even the Son of Heaven has to be afraid of the power of the great supernatural powers to overturn the rivers and seas.

"Oh?"

Cao Xianzhi seemed to be smiling, and finally spoke: "The old man has seen a lot of so-called young heroes, there is no shortage of fools like you who pretend to be amazing to grandstand, and when it comes to the time of life and death, there are few people who are not trembling and pale, and the great wealth is smashed down, and there is no hard way to say no, Liu Tugou, do you think you will be an exception?"

Liu Tugou smiled, and said without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "Or ...... Cao Gong smash me and try it?"