In the dark night, in the heavy rain, on the high cliffs.

Here you can see the whole camp panorama, a few feet away from the main tent of the camp where Yin Shui Liu is located, and it is the most important outpost in the camp defense.

The six-stone bow was already drawn like a full moon in the darkness, and the arrows were aimed at the main tent of the camp a few feet away, and the archers only needed to let go of their hands, and the tips of the arrows would shoot out.

At this moment, a trembling big hand stopped the arrow from firing, and the owner of the hand swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty, "How sure are you?"

The archer looked ugly, shook his head and said, "The situation in the tent is unknown, and I am not half sure." ”

He is not speaking in pure Yinyi Yayin, with many northern accents.

"How so?"

Meng He looked at the main tent a few feet away stupidly, even after a few breaths, he was still full of disbelief in shock.

There was a candle in the main tent, which allowed them to discern the situation in the tent by illuminating the scene inside.

Among the three figures, the seven-inch one with the crown of the king is the demon king.

What is he doing now?

He was actually competing with Meng Shu, and forced Meng Shu into a dilemma, so he could only parry hard.

Bo Ai entered the account, the candle was lit, according to the plan, tonight's humiliation plan would soon be over, they only needed to put Bo Ai, who was stupid and useless, and put them together with those filthy demon armor soldiers who had already been assassinated, and they could wait for all kinds of wonderful reactions in the camp.

And now......

What happened in the tent?

"Shoot. ”

Meng He, the young man beside him, said in a deep voice.

This person did not wear the armor of a demon pawn, but a brown coat. He looked at the figures in the main tent, and there was no panic at all from Meng He and the others, and the people stood by the cliff, like a resting beast.

Meng He turned his head to look at the side face of the brown-clothed young man in the dark, and he had lost his mind.

"Shoot whom?"

"I am Bo Ai, he knows who I am. ”

The brown-clothed young man glanced at Meng He's lack of interest, he stared at the figure of Yin Shui in the main tent, held his sword hilt in the rain and said, "Could it be that you shoot the Demon Monarch? If you miss Yan Quanjun's plan, I don't matter, but I'm afraid that you won't get much benefit." ”

Meng He and the young man in brown have never been on good terms, knowing that he despises him, he doesn't say much, but he sneered: "That's what you call your lord?"

The figures in the main tent are separated.

The archer learned the art of destroying people, and he had already seen a little detail of the cultivation, and reminded him loudly: "It's not good, I'm afraid that Meng Yu is only injured by the Demon King, and he won't be able to hold out for a few rounds." ”

The brown-clothed young man ignored Meng He at all, and said coldly to the archer: "Dou Lu, rapid fire, don't miss the time." ”

Menghe did not stop it.

The archer takes aim and the arrow fires after a breath.

This arrow was very urgent, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced the tent and went straight to Bo Ai's figure with a cold killing intent.

Bang.

The thunder fell, the candles in the tent were extinguished, and no one was to be seen.

Everyone at the cliffside sentinel looked at each other, no one would have expected this to happen after the archer shot an arrow, Meng He was stunned and asked, "Did you shoot it?"

The archer said uncertainly: "It should have been shot, and I saw the figure of Bo Ai before the candle flame went out, ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a scream from inside the main tent, followed by a shrill shout that could be heard by half the camp.

The screams were made by Meng Shuo, and the screams were made by the Demon King.

Two words.

Come.

The brown-clad youth jumped from the sentinel and disappeared into one of the tents in the blink of an eye.

Meng He knew that the incident happened suddenly, and the young man in brown must have entered the account to discuss with the people inside.

He took a sip on the ground.

Just as the young man in brown disdains him, Meng He also deeply disdains this person.

......

When Wang Thorn heard that the main tent was in shock, he held his sword in his hand, and rushed from the outskirts of the camp with wolf fangs, and most of the servants and soldiers had gathered outside the king's tent.

The housekeeper Shangxi was furious in the crowd.

The soldier in the tent was hit by a sword in his left leg, right hand, and left chamber, while Bo Ai, a doctor with an arrow in the abdomen. There was a large pool of blood on the ground, and the two of them fell in a pool of blood, and they didn't know if they were dead or still breathing.

The king was holding a towel to wipe the blood stains on the sword of the sunset, and the crown of the king that could be printed on the tent by the candle flame had been untied and thrown on the table, and only a wooden hairpin was held to tie the hair.

Wang Thorn hadn't seen the king for many days, and he felt a big difference at a glance, but he didn't know how to describe it.

The first to speak out was not Shang Jiazai, but Ran Fu, who was good at rhetoric and makeup among the king's servants and was known for his flattery, and he was one of the few remaining servants of the king.

"God bless my lord. ”

Ran went to his knees and fell down in the tent, crying excitedly.

The other servants were accustomed to Dr. Ran's method of inviting favor to the king, and they came after him, looking at the wounds of the two on the ground in disbelief.

Bo Ai was fatal with an arrow wound, and the Yi pawn was an obvious sword wound, and the wound on his left chamber was almost like a bloody hole, which was obviously stirred up by a sword, no wonder he let out such a scream.

Who is the one who just hurts with the sword?

"How can the rebellious ministers and thieves hurt my lord, He Xijun inherited the mandate of heaven for my business, got the protection of God, broke the curse of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and the dantian regained its veins, and since then swept away the charm and spirit, obtained the immortal martial arts, and established the foundation of the eternal world......"

As soon as Ran Qu's sentence came out, there was silence inside and outside the tent, only the sound of rain made the tent rattle.

Yin Shuiliu threw the blood handkerchief in his hand to Ran Fu's face.

Ran went to take it busily.

This is the scene that the master and servant have in their daily lives, and no one else cares, only Wang Thorn looked at the blood-stained scarf, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

When he looked at the king, he was greeted by a slight bow from the king.

"Is the king's dantian really reconnected?" Shang Xi first looked at the two people in the pool of blood on the ground, and then looked at the sunset sword in Yin Shuiliu's hand, and couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice.

"I am fortunate to be blessed by God. ”

Yin Shuiliu returned the sword that had wiped off the bloodstains to the sheath, and just glanced at Wang Thorn. He said this very slowly, completely different from his usual tone, and deliberately suppressed his voice low and hoarse.

None of the people in the tent noticed anything unusual, and the only thing that echoed in their ears was the six-character content of Yin Shuiliu.

First all the servants in the tent knelt down, and then the servants outside.

"Congratulations to you. ”

"Congratulations to you. ”

"Congratulations to you. ”

Who would have thought that his own lord would be able to change his life against the sky and break the curse of the Ninety-Five that no child of the royal family in Shang Yin had been able to break for hundreds of years.

If it is not here, but in Yinyi, if the first king is still on the throne, the king should be able to regain the inheritance of the Son of Heaven.

A glimmer of hope crept through the camp.

Although the other servants and soldiers who followed the oath of their sincerity were not as pompous as Ran Fu, most of them were so excited that their hands and feet were trembling, and as long as there was a glimmer of life to be found, they were willing to pave the way for the king's life with their corpses.

"Shang Jiazai stayed to discuss the matter, and the others went out first, and the thieves were still near the camp, so be careful. ”

"Wow. ”

When he arrived in the tent, only Shang Xi, who was still crying with joy, was left alone, and Yin Shuiliu paced to the corpse of the Yi pawn.

According to the Shang Yin military system, Yin Shuiliu, the filthy demon king, can have an army after owning the territory. It's a pity that Shang Yin has fallen since then, and it can no longer be compared with the strong and prosperous times, the so-called Nine Armies of the Son of Heaven are uneven, and they are so pitiful that the strong soldiers of an army can't get together, and their strength is only equivalent to a small princely country, not to mention other Shang Yin small sects. When Yin Shuiliu left from Yinyi, except for the wolf tooth pawn of the lineage, the other escorted filthy demon pawns were borrowed from the Mengshi clan.

The black scarf on the pawn's face was torn open by Yin Shuiliu with the tip of his sword, revealing a resolute face that Yin Shuiliu was very unfamiliar with.

"This person's dantian has already passed through a hundred connections, and he is only one step away from the first leyline, not Benjun's wolf tooth pawn, Shang Jiazai will see if it is a network mate lent to Benjun by the Montessori clan. ”

The first realm of the main world is the three veins of man, earth, and heaven.

One hundred human connections, twelve earth connections, and eight heavenly connections.

During the heyday of the Shang Yin army, the nine armies of the Son of Heaven were all warriors, and when they formed a phalanx, not to mention the master of the imperial qi who opened the second true gate and the god-guarding master of the third true gate, they did not dare to take an enemy formation.

Today's Shang Yin soldiers, because of the lack of martial arts resources, most of them are dantian who have no connections, but only have fake veins and practice kung fu martial arts.

It is necessary to know that in this main world where you can only rely on external objects to practice qi and veins, it takes a lot of resources to cultivate a network warrior.

The clansmen of the Shang Yin big sect and the small sect themselves are still too few, how can they raise pawns in a big way.

This is the last generation of martial arts with scarce resources, not to mention the spiritual objects everywhere in ancient times, which are much inferior to Shang Yin when he established the country, and even more so for Shang Yin, who was trapped in the last land.

Montessori ......

Shang Xi took a few steps closer, his expression solemn.

As if he took care of the affairs of the monarch on his behalf, and now Shang Yin Ming's ruling secretary is the Duke of Zhou, but the first of the countries Zhou Jiuqing stands side by side, and the parties are different from each other, and the Duke of Zhou can't even control his own backyard, where will he come to Yin Yi to act as the agent of the Son of Heaven's government affairs. The rulers of Shang Yin are actually the left and right secretaries who assist the ruling secretary in handling government affairs, Montessori and Ma.

Shang Yin respected the left, but the Zuoqing Mengshi was suppressed by the Right Qing Ma for many years, and the master of the contemporary Taiyin Temple was a member of the Ma clan.

When the first king was still in power, the Montessori had always pursued a pro-supremacy policy of obeying only the Yin clan's orders, combining the two points of the Son of Heaven and his own two points in the three points of power, in order to fight against the growing other Ma clan. Especially after the Ma clan annexed the territory of the Jin clan and married the Jin clan of Zong Zhou Shangqing.

"If this person is really sent by the Mengshi, then Menghuchen will ...... to the king"

Shang Xi wiped away the tears of joy on his face, and attached himself to Yin Shuiliu's side, carefully checking whether there were any relics representing his identity on the pawn.

The Meng Huchen in his mouth is the son of the Mengshi family, Yin Shuiliu's Biyong schoolmate when he was young, his fellow female Lu when he was debauched, and his backup ally when he was fighting for the throne.

A brigade of soldiers lent by the Montessori to Yin Shuiliu was done privately by Meng Huchen.

"Huh......"

Before Shang Xi finished his previous words, he strangely sniffed a few times on the corpse of the Yi pawn, and said in surprise: "How can this person have such a strong fragrance?"

He had already smelled a vague aroma in the tent, which came from the Montessori dead man, especially the bloody mouth on his chest, and the strange fragrance was the richest, as if it was flowing with blood.

Yin Shuiliu was possessing to pick up the Panyu Pattern Mirror that he had thrown to the ground in anger earlier, this was one of the few relics of Mrs. Xi, how could she abandon it.

"Shang Jiazai doesn't need to be surprised, that blood incense is the work of this monarch. ”

Looking at himself in the panyu pattern mirror again, Yin Shuiliu's eyes still saw disgust. And this abhorrent enchantment is the price of his revenge.

The dantian vein gave birth to the first six yin qi, which is the yin, which represents that he has officially passed the life and death pass of the "Secret Book of the Sun". In this dead end arranged by Yin Maoquan, in addition to waiting to be poked, there is finally hope for a counterattack.

Jedi survives, and there is no time to delay.

Time can't wait for him to continue cultivating, and the other party won't give him any more time after he exposes his martial arts cultivation.