Nie Zeng and Tie Linglong both felt that they had discovered the assassin first, and at the same time pounced, only Chu Nanping strictly enforced the killer principle and jumped towards the assassin's retreat.

The two were so focused on competition that they forgot that the other party could sneak into the heavily guarded barracks, and they were by no means ordinary masters, and they were suddenly startled when the narrow knife suddenly lost its target.

This wasn't the low-key Assassin of Jinpeng Castle, and after dodging the attacks of the two killers, the intruder did not take the road and absconded, but simply revealed his true identity, jumped onto a tall flagpole nearby, and laughed heartily.

Chu Nanping quietly stabbed out a sword, the man drew his sword and returned the move, and jumped up a few feet along the flagpole, Chu Nanping did not chase after him, and fell back to the ground, he already knew that he had no chance of winning.

"Qingcheng in the Central Plains sent Deng Yuanlei to meet the Dragon King. ”

As soon as the words fell, it was not the Dragon King who answered, and an old woman screamed, "Deng Fuzi, explain it to me clearly." ”

Deng Yuanlei once used the unconscious Tu Pianpian as a weapon, and she has been haunted by it since she heard about it afterwards.

"Haha, Tu Pianpian, you Kongtong faction betrayed the country to seek glory and pledged allegiance to a Hu person, do you still have the face for me to explain?"

"Bastard, who said that I owe allegiance to the Hu people?" As ......he spoke, a short and fat figure had already pounced on the flagpole, and his long cane stabbed Deng Yuanlei.

Deng Yuanlei's long sword borrowed from the crutches and jumped to another flagpole, "To tell you the truth, Tu Pianpian, your martial arts are indeed inferior to your younger brother......"

Next, Deng Yuanlei's face changed slightly, but in the blink of an eye, the surroundings were already full of people, high or low, bright or dark, blocking all the way, he laughed again and laughed a few times, "Dragon King, I'm here to deliver a letter, but I'm not here to make trouble." ”

"I can walk normally when I send a letter, and I don't need to learn from a monkey. Gu Shenwei said loudly, the person had already walked near the flagpole, although the young killer trained by Hu Shining was one step late, the encirclement was not revealed, and Nie Zeng had also corrected his mistakes and honestly guarded the corner.

Tu Pianpian didn't notice the changes around her, she was enraged by Deng Yuanlei's provocation, and she wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Tu Gou, who came later, "Senior sister, this is the Dragon King's military camp......"

"So what, can he control me?" Saying that, Tu Pianpian still stopped.

Deng Yuanlei glanced down a few times, jumped to the ground, and walked forward with his head held high, as if he didn't take the killers seriously at all, and took five steps in front of the Dragon King, and said proudly: "The head of the Qingcheng faction heard that the Dragon King's sword skills are good, and he intends to ask for a few tricks. ”

"Why should I compete with the head of Qingcheng?"

Deng Yuanlei was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "If the Dragon King doesn't dare to ......"

Old man Mu suddenly came out and looked at Deng Yuanlei angrily, "The old man heard that the head lady of the Qingcheng faction has good kung fu in bed, and he intends to ask for a few tricks, so you can also choose a date and place." ”

Deng Yuanlei snorted coldly, "Is this the Dragon King's hospitality?"

"It's not. Gu Shenwei took a big step forward and slapped three palms in succession.

The two have fought each other, and they know each other's roots, if the dragon king has a knife in his hand, Deng Yuanlei will be afraid of three points, but now he is empty-handed, all he cares about is the many killers around, and he swings his sword to fight back at the moment, but there is room for moves.

The sword came and went, and after three moves, the two of them retreated, Deng Yuanlei smiled: "The dragon king is good at palming, but he ...... with my Qingcheng faction" Before he finished speaking, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, "You ......"

Xiaoyuetang's drug Gu Shenwei kept a lot, the first time he competed, it was useless to convince the other party, this time he didn't want to deal with the master of the Qingcheng faction with just the palm of his hand, especially this master broke into the barracks late at night, very arrogant.

Old man Mu knew what kind of means the Dragon King used, and without waiting for Deng Yuanlei to point out, he jumped over and poked him in the chest first, and then raised his hand and slapped his mouth, "Little Qingcheng faction, even if your head is here in person, you are not qualified to talk to the Dragon King, are you scared now, begging for mercy, and no longer pretending?"

Deng Yuanlei was 10,000 unconvinced in his heart, and he was slapped in public, even more ashamed and angry, but there was a turbidity in his chest, his face was swollen and red, and he couldn't speak.

Many soldiers came out to see the excitement, all clapping and laughing.

"Dragon King, what to do with this dead-skinned guy?" Old Man Mu was not much taller than Deng Yuanlei who was kneeling on the ground, and his right arm was on top of the other party's head, and he asked excitedly.

"Throw out of the barracks. ”

"Huh, it's that simple?"

Gu Shenwei nodded, raising his voice so that the people around him could also hear, "If the Qingcheng faction wants to ask me for advice, just come at any time, there is no need to designate a designated location, but if anyone dares to sneak into the barracks and behead the public." ”

Old man Mu pressed Deng Yuanlei's head a few times, "When he heard it, he was so scared that he said that he would never dare to do it again in the future." ”

Two guards came over and walked towards the outside of the camp with Deng Yuanlei on their feet, and the old man Mu followed behind and kicked him from time to time, feeling that he was not bound by a good girl, which was really refreshing.

The soldiers retreated to the tent and continued to sleep, Fang Wen ran over panting, clasped his hands together, and clenched his sword tightly, "Dragon King, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Gu Shenwei took the weapon and motioned for Azheba to go with him.

Fang Wen followed after a few steps, like the Dragon King's bodyguard.

Azheba was close, and although he didn't see the Dragon King's methods clearly, he knew very well that he could quickly defeat his opponent, and it didn't rely on real kung fu.

"This is me, unscrupulous when necessary, use drugs when necessary, use drugs when they should use drugs, this person has fought with me, and his martial arts are not much worse than mine, and in the end he will inevitably be humiliated. Gu Shenwei didn't deliberately hide it.

Fang Wen shook his head, if the Dragon King was really "unscrupulous", he shouldn't tell the truth.

Azheba was even more confused, and the dragon king became more and more strange in his eyes, "The dragon king doesn't plan to compete?" He remembered very well that the dragon king had participated several times.

"I don't accept the competition that others have forced me into, will the old Khan King wrestle with the leader of the enemy army? Will you put down your bow and arrow and compete with the opponent? Everyone chooses the most beneficial way for themselves, I have thousands of troops and horses, and the head of the Qingcheng faction is proud of his strong martial arts, and everyone is trying to find ways to get the first opportunity. ”

Azheba lowered his head, feeling that the Dragon King's words seemed to be reasonable and unreasonable.

Fang Wen nodded secretly, thinking that the Dragon King had learned some new tricks from somewhere, and his means of encircling his subordinates were more mature than before.

When they arrived at the place where the shaman was being held, a guard led them in with an oil lamp.

The four shamans sat on the ground, all with a lot of injuries on their bodies, and when they saw that the dragon kings were all shaking, a young shaman rushed to say: "Dragon king, I have done all the tricks, really, I have seen Han Xuan once......"

"It's none of your business. ”

The young shaman was relieved, and the great shaman's eyes were both hateful and afraid, "I have told you everything I know. ”

"I might as well say it again. ”

"A few years ago, the old Khan asked the mage to try new spells in the close army......"

"Mage?" asked Azheba, puzzled, "which one?"

"The people of the Western Regions are proud of the building. Gu Shenwei said.

Azheba knew about that group of people, and even saw a few of them, that is, they put Shangguan Ru and others in prison in the name of the old Khan king.

It was a bunch of weirdos, very weird.

As he grew older, the old Khan became more and more suspicious of the people around him, and he enjoyed countless loyalties from birth, but in his old age he felt that his loyalty was pitiful.

The disciples of the proud building showed him many wonderful "spells", especially in controlling people's hearts, which made him even more excited, so he proposed a bold plan.

The close servants were the core strength of the old Khan, and he did not trust the aristocratic officers who returned to their homeland after ten years of service, but only those soldiers who were loyal to him from life to death, and even then loyalty was not enough.

The hypnotic technique of the Proud House had many limitations, but it was effective in deepening a certain inherent emotion, and the old Khan gave them the task of making the soldiers of the close guards loyal to themselves alone.

It was a secret plan that bypassed all the generals and officers, even the Grand Lieutenant knew only a little about it.

The shamans in the army were chosen to be the assistants of the mages and organize the soldiers to perform simple prayer ceremonies, which was one of their duties, so it was never noticed or doubted.

In the first year, the disciples of Deyilou participated in almost every ceremony, sometimes knocking sounds, sometimes adding some peculiar pronunciations, and sometimes simply observing.

The shamans never understood the tricks of the mages, they just obeyed the orders and did whatever they were told to do.

Two years later, the disciples of the proud building stopped coming, they probably felt that there was no obvious effect, and the old Khan also lost interest, but the soldiers had developed the habit of praying, and several shamans did not receive the order to end, and continued to preside.

Not long after the guests from the Western Regions arrived at the Dragon Court, the mage reappeared and brought a woman with him.

The woman claimed to be Han Qin, showed more "spells", and completely conquered the shamans, "She is not a human, she is a demon, a very powerful demon, and no one can resist her will." There was a deep despair in the great shaman's voice.

"Shamans have all tasted the work of demons in bed. Gu Shenwei explained again.

Azheba felt that he was in a fog, that everything that the Great Shaman and the Dragon King had said was beyond his comprehension.

The attempt of the disciples of the proud building was actually partially successful, the signs were not obvious when the old Khan king was alive, but after his death, it gradually fermented, and finally became an unexpected force, but no one could control it, not even the disciples of the proud building, in contrast, the shamans who had been confused had an advantage over the others.

Han Qin, a disciple of Xiaoyue Hall, was the first to discover that this force, although uncontrollable, could be used, and she strictly carried out the orders of the imperial masters, and wanted to take the opportunity to provoke a large-scale scuffle.

"The soldiers are just confused for a moment, and there is always a way for them to understand. "Azheba still does not believe in evil.

"If there was enough time, the soldiers would naturally forget about the indoctrination, but we just didn't have the time. ”

Azheba tapped his temple, hoping to dig some ideas out of his head, "Give me a chance, I'm going to get the Guards back to normal." ”

Gu Shenwei pondered for a while, "You have two days. "The whole army needs two days of rest, which is the biggest concession for Gu Shenwei.

For two days, to change the thinking of thousands of people over the years, Azheba nodded vigorously, not too mentally prepared for the difficult task he was about to perform.

There was a strong wind outside, the tent shook, and Gu Shenwei and Azheba held the handle of the knife at the same time.

Two sharp claws slashed through the tent, and the red-topped roc fell from the sky, and the wings that had not yet closed almost filled the entire tent, standing on one leg, stretching out the other foot towards Gu Shenwei, and the pure red eyes burned with anger.

There was a flying knife stuck in the leg covered with scales, Gu Shenwei gently pulled it out, immediately applied hemostatic medicine, and then picked up the flying knife, and saw four small words engraved on the knife:

The head of Qingcheng.

(To be continued)