Fang Wen came up with a good idea to delay the game, "The two Qingcheng heads have to have two competitions, if one loses and one wins, then how should it be calculated?"

The military advisor wanted to entangle with the other party for a while, but only one Qingcheng head came.

"Lu Mian withdrew from the battle for the head of the house, and today I am the only one who challenges the Dragon King. Liu Qingpu's face was grim, he couldn't see what he was thinking, behind him, there were more than ten Qingcheng disciples and more than sixty figures from various factions, there were not many of them, all of them stood tall, and their momentum was quite strong.

Fang Wen was taken aback, and immediately overjoyed, coughed twice, shook his head aimlessly, and quickly thought in his mind, "Then today is a competition to determine the winner or loser?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, Master Liu came to challenge the Dragon King, but unfortunately, the Dragon King has to take care of himself and can't come to the arena in person, so what we should fight is-" Fang Wen turned his head and glanced at Mo Lin.

The result of the previous discussion was Mo Lin against Liu Qingpu, Chu Nanping against Lu Mian, the most likely result was to win and lose one game, Fang Wen was to find a way to be vague about the past at that time, now it is only one game, or a big win, and things are much easier to handle all of a sudden.

Mo Lin broke the steady plan, stepped forward and said: "Chu Nanping, Chu Nanping will fight." ”

Liu Qingpu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that he had been humiliated, and coldly spit out a word, "Okay." ”

Fang Wen was taken aback, opened his mouth to speak, and finally decided to respect the choice of the Khan King's wingguard, and also said one word, "Okay." ”

Liu Qingpu took a deep breath, his purpose was not just a competition, "Since it is a competition, you have to have some color." ”

"Ten thousand taels of silver, no more, no less. Fang Wen was pretending to be confused, out of caution, he still wanted to wait for the Dragon King to come back, he really didn't know much about this kind of martial arts competition.

"Hey. Liu Qingpu laughed briefly, "It's better to be the head of the old Khan King." ”

Fang Wen shook his head, "First, the head doesn't belong to the Dragon King, and second, you can't come up with anything equivalent to the head." ”

"The slave girl left behind by the old Khan......"

"You can keep it. Fang Wen was on his own, planning to use other methods to snatch this woman that the Dragon King valued.

Liu Qingpu was not in a hurry, waved his hand lightly, and two Qingcheng disciples walked behind him, each holding a long box, and removed the lid, revealing the weapons inside.

Wufeng Sword and Dragon Head Sword, even Fang Wenshi recognized these two weapons.

Dozens of miles away.

Han Wuxian was not interested in Biwu, "It's so stupid, killing people has to be so complicated, let's make something simple." ”

When she said this, Han Wuxian was sitting on the rattan chair that Nie Zeng was carrying, next to Tie Linglong on horseback, with a grim and indifferent expression, and a trace of shame, she had not been able to kill the Xiaoyue Hall disciple named Han Qin.

Han Qin was tortured, and she had no power to fight back, and Tie Linglong couldn't do it.

Han Wuxian would not be angry, if this was in Xiaoyue Hall, she would have killed Tie Linglong as an elimination product a long time ago, but now she decided to change the training method, so she took the two teenagers out of the camp early and came to the camp where the Central Plains people gathered.

"I have a feeling that there is a traitor from Xiaoyuetang hidden here. Han Wuxian closed his eyes and looked up to sniff in the air.

Tie Linglong felt a chill on her body, and secretly glanced at Nie Zeng, feeling both admiration and disgust for him daring to carry the hall master of Xiaoyue Hall behind his back.

As soon as they entered the camp, more than a dozen people surrounded them, "The three of them are passing by or looking for someone?"

Nie Zeng looked at everyone, and Han Wuxian on his back turned his head and said, "Find someone." ”

Although this woman with a cloak is a little weird, the whole person is tender from voice to body, and the Central Plains people can't help but relax their vigilance, "May I ask who Your Excellency is looking for, we may be able to help." ”

"You guys can really help. Han Wuxian's voice became softer and softer, "I'm looking for someone who can be killed, you are all **mortals, you should be able to be killed, right?"

Everyone was startled, and they showed their weapons with all hands and feet, and the first man said sharply, "Who are you?

Han Wuxian raised her head and laughed wildly, the whole camp heard it, and more people gathered around, she suddenly put away her laughter, and said in her usual gentle voice: "First time, I don't blame you, but if anyone dares to say that I am a subordinate of the Dragon King again......

A young swordsman squeezed out of the crowd, "I know your name is Han Wuxian, obviously you are the ...... of the Dragon King's department."

The knife man suddenly choked as if he was eating, his hands scratching and scratching at his throat, and his face was flushed.

Han Wuxian whispered, "This is the end." ”

Han Wuxian once showed his skills at a small martial arts competition of the Central Plains people, and several people finally recognized her, and immediately whispered the horror of this woman, and the crowd took a few steps back, leaving only the young swordsman struggling in front of the horse.

Tie Linglong was a little nervous, this was not the scene she expected.

There is a lingering image in her mind: the ruthless swordsman with one enemy is many, calm and bloody.

Because of this, she had come into contact with and learned the elementary methods of Xiaoyue Hall, but she didn't like it at all.

Nie Zeng lowered his head, the young swordsman's screams distracted, he really hoped that someone could end this ugly scene with a single sword, his right hand reached for the hilt.

Han Wuxian concentrated on combing her long hair, if she wanted to rebuild Xiaoyue Hall, she had to start with these two teenagers, and the lotus girl did bring some new ideas, she had to accept them.

A figure flew in and flicked the young swordsman's neck.

The swordsman gasped for breath and crawled back to the back of the crowd, looking at Han Wuxian from a distance in fear, until the people around him reminded him that he raised his arm and found that he was holding three black hairs in his hand.

The knife man was almost strangled by his hair, and he couldn't stop pulling it.

Han Wuxian pursed his lips and smiled, as if he remembered a warm past, "Old woman, you broke my hair, you are so bold." ”

Tu Pianpian snorted, and said loudly to the people of the Central Plains: "A group of cowards, they don't help their own people when they die, they all get away for me." ”

The old woman spoke unceremoniously, but at this time, everyone felt that Elder Kongtong was qualified to speak like this, so they dispersed in a hurry, and no one dared to approach.

Tu Pianpian turned to Han Wuxian at this time, the two had met in the Dragon King military camp, and they didn't have a good impression of each other, "Han Wuxian, should I call you sister or sister?"

"Well, why don't you call me Grandma. Age was Han Wuxian's most taboo topic, his tone was so gentle that it was like a joke, but his two hands straightened a strand of long hair, and the killing machine was moved.

Tu Gou felt that he couldn't watch anymore, these two women didn't abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and they were afraid that they would soon be dead or alive, so they appeared from behind a tent, took Fan Yongda, and said as they ran: "Wait, there is something to say, there is something to say." ”

Tie Linglong was taken aback, "Aren't you two with the Dragon King? It's almost noon, why are you still here?"

The slaughtering dog was sweating profusely, and it had nothing to do with heat and fatigue, "Dragon King...... This one...... It's gone. ”

"Gone, did he go back to the barracks by himself?" Tie Linglong didn't understand.

"Well, it's not ......" Slaughter Dog stopped talking.

Tu Pianpian was still glaring at Han Wuxian angrily, she reluctantly accepted her brother's request for help, but she didn't really want to save people, "The Dragon King is missing, probably kidnapped." ”

"Impossible!" Tie Linglong and Nie Zeng shouted at the same time.

Tu Pianpian sneered, "What's impossible, his swords were all taken away by the Qingcheng faction, could it be that the Dragon King accidentally dropped here?"

The two teenagers were shocked, and Nie Zeng turned his horse's head to the slaughtering dog, "What the hell is going on?"

Tu Gou felt that he was responsible for this disappearance, and in the face of the young man's questions, he was so worried that he couldn't speak, Fan Yong General told him roughly about the incident last night, "When we came back, everyone was gone, and when it was dawn, we had to ask the master for help, and the master saw ...... with his own eyes."

Seeing Liu Qingpu holding a sword and a sword, he proudly said that he would definitely be able to get back the head of the old Khan King today. Tu Pianpian continued, and there seemed to be a little smug in his tone.

Tie Linglong calmed down instead, "Liu Fangsheng is still in your hands?"

Tu Gou and Fan Yongda nodded at the same time.

"Then the Qingcheng faction didn't dare to act rashly. ”

Tu Pianpian woke up an important fact, "Liu Qingpu may not dare to act rashly, Lu Mian has no scruples, right?"

Tie Linglong had nothing to say, she never thought that the Dragon King would be kidnapped.

Nie Zeng couldn't think of it, "I still can't believe it, how could the Dragon King ......?"

"Probably drugged. Fan guessed.

Tie Linglong looked at Han Wuxian, "Is there really a disciple of Xiaoyue Hall here?"

"Traitor. Han Wuxian corrected, "There are Xiaoyue Hall traitors here. ”

"No, no, no. Tie Linglong quickly gathered his thoughts, "The Dragon King has an antidote, and the ordinary Xiaoyue Hall elixir is not effective for him, unless—"

"Unless it's a new drug brought by the Lotus Girl from the Land of Incense. Nie said loudly, "Indra Xiang, Hall Master Han, you have an antidote, don't you?"

Among all of them, Han Wuxian seemed the most indifferent, still holding his long hair like a loving mother holding a baby in her arms, "Where did I get the antidote, I don't even know what Indra incense is." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and Tie Linglong said hatefully: "Han Wuxian, you are now a lonely family, there is no dragon king, see how you can take revenge on the lotus girl?" ”

Han Wuxian turned his back to everyone and said softly, "I can't help it, the Dragon King is so smart, and he doesn't need help from others. ”

"What do you mean? Are you saying that the Dragon King thought of this trap earlier?" Tie Linglong was surprised and delighted.

"I don't know what the Dragon King thinks, but if he is fascinated by Indra's incense, I will be surprised, what kind of Sun Divine Doctor has been pestering me to ask questions, I should come up with some antidote. ”

Tie Linglong's heart was slightly wider, but another question was born, "If you can solve Indra incense, why is the Dragon King still missing?"

Doctor Sun did develop an antidote and gave it to the Dragon King, but he deliberately emphasized: "I don't dare to guarantee that it will be effective, especially not to guarantee that it will take effect immediately, and it is best not to use it until I have to." ”

In the mausoleum at the feet of Tie Linglong and the others, Gu Shenwei had already quietly swallowed the antidote, and after a few hours, he felt that his internal strength was absent, but he had not fully recovered.

Among the several people trapped, Lu Mian was the first to stand up.

(To be continued)