Section 6 Forest
readx;?ā Commander Tang, I don't know what your intention is in asking me out?"
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In the golden woods, Mr. Yan pushed a wheelchair, refused to be accompanied by the guards, and came to the depths of the dense forest alone.
"Bang! bang!"
The sound of clapping hands, crisp and loud, rang three times in a row, and then a dark purple shadow walked out from behind the huge camphor tree. This person should be a big red man under the command of the King of Chu, and Tang Chen, the commander of the Ziyi Guard.
"It is worthy of Mr. Yan, who can be respected by the prince, this official is just a look, you understand all the meanings, admire, admire. ā
In the face of this unfathomable Mr. Yan, although Tomson still maintained his demeanor, he did not put up any lofty shelves. Obviously, for this guy of unknown origin, even the commander is a little jealous.
As one of the candidates around the King of Chu, who was almost red and purple, Tang Chen didn't know that there was Mr. Yan before that meeting. And with his purple clothes and his extensive connections and eyeliner, he was not aware of Mr. Yan's origin. This matter is surprisingly weird, but the King of Chu still trusts Mr. Yan, which is very doubtful.
"Where, in the next mountain and wild village, he is a crippled body, but he is only able to express his humble opinion in the barracks because of the favor of the prince. If there is anything wrong, please command so that the adults do not be surprised. ā
Mr. Yan sat in a wheelchair and gently shook the paper fan in his hand, with that kind of elegant and calm mentality, which really made Tomson a little hateful.
"Don't dare to be foolish, after all, it's not anyone, they all have the courage to dig a pit and push the prince to jump down. Tom gently stroked the standard long knife pinned to the purple guard at his waist, and the look in the corner of his eyes was self-evident.
Two sharp cold rays shot out from Mr. Yan's eyes, and the hand holding the paper fan suddenly stopped at this moment, and the green tendons were even more faintly raised, looking very scary.
Such an expression disappeared with just a flick of his fingers, and then Mr. Yan returned to his previous personable appearance, "What is Commander Tang talking about?" ā
"Don't know?" Tomson raised his eyebrows, smiled, stared at the person in front of him tightly, and said sharply: "I recommended two paths to the prince, the safest one of them is said to be the road to death, and the extremely dangerous one is the way to win." ā
"Daring to forcibly attack the Jingshi before the invasion of the Northern Yuan alien race is indeed feasible on the surface. But he ignores the key point, that is, the other protagonist, the Beiyuan alien race. ā
"If the Northern Yuan alien race is really as you said, it will be dragged down for a while before entering the Heavenly Pass, then maybe it is really possible to do what you say. However, who is the alien patriarch Zihe Che? How can he be so easily dragged down? With your experience, you must have heard of the tragedy in Yingqiu Gorge back then......
"At that time, the prince is fighting to the death with the imperial court, and the Tianhai Pass has been broken by foreign races because of the lack of garrison, I am afraid that when the time comes, the real enemy will make the prince, and the prince will also become a sinner who is scolded by the ages to lure the wolf into the house. How is it, Mr. Yan, I don't know if what the official said is right?"
"Bang! bang!"
This time, it was Mr. Yan's turn to applaud. At first, he still frowned slightly, but later, for some reason, his face suddenly softened, and now he was completely relaxed, and he didn't have the slightest fear of Tomson.
"The story told by Commander Tang is really wonderful, but he has never done such a thing before, and all this is just Commander Tang's own conjecture. ā
Saying that, Mr. Yan was not afraid of Tom Chen's body at all, and was faintly exuding a fierce murderous aura, pushing his wheelchair close to Tom Chen.
On the surface, Mr. Yan is just the most ordinary crippled person, but such a crippled person has no effect on Tomson's murderous aura crawling out of the sea of blood.
"What's more, I also know that Commander Tang won't kill me, right?"
Mr. Yan opened his fan with a smile, stopped in front of the two, and said softly: "If Commander Tang wants to tell the prince, I'm afraid he has already done it, so he doesn't need to make an appointment to come out." ā
At this moment, it was Tomson's turn to change his complexion, and the whole person involuntarily took a step back, looked coldly at Mr. Yan, who was smiling at him, and said sharply: "What do you mean by this?"
"The meaning of the following must be the meaning of Commander Tang. In that case, why should we ask more questions among ourselves?"
Mr. Yan tapped the handle of the wheelchair with a paper fan, pointed to the back, and said, "It's not too early, it's better for us to go back to the camp early." The prince is not a person to fool, let's be careful. ā
Anyway, he didn't wait for Tomson to return to the camp at all, and pushed his wheelchair in the direction of the barracks by himself. At present, the army of the King of Chu is only less than thirty miles away from Luoyuan City, and if the army is aggressive, I am afraid it will not take a day or two. At this time, the king of Chu will definitely summon Mr. Yan to discuss the siege strategy, if Mr. Yan leaves for too long, I am afraid that the king of Chu may not be able to explain the past.
As soon as Mr. Yan left, Tomson was left standing alone. His hand was still on the hilt of his sword, but he never moved.
"Does he really know?" Tomson shook his head vigorously, reached out and patted his forehead, his eyes turning from confusion to determination.
"No, it's just speculation. But who is Mr. Yan? On the rivers and lakes, it seems that there has never been a person dressed like this. His legs are not fake, but they are really lifeless, and they are difficult to treat. Although he doesn't have any obvious inner family true qi on his body, it is definitely not trivial to be able to ignore my killing intent. It is impossible for such a person to be unknown and have not even heard of it......"
Even if he thought about it, he still couldn't understand it, and Tomson simply forgot all this. Judging from Mr. Yan's current performance, he should not be his enemy for the time being, and in such a troubled world, as long as he saves his life, it is enough.
It was getting late, and even the climate began to cool slightly, patting the brocade clothes on his body, Tomson turned into a dark purple light, and quickly swept towards the direction of the barracks. (To be continued.) )
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