"Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous!" Liang Kai suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, when he laughed, it was when the Lingbao Daoist walked across the high platform on the right, but he didn't know if he was laughing at the Lingbao Daoist or something else. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lingbao Daoist was anxious, and couldn't help but say, "Crazy Liang, what are you laughing at?"

"Haha, Dao Chief, I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you. Liang Kai still laughed.

"Of course I know that you are not making fun of Lao Dao, you can laugh if you want, and you don't need to be at this time, of course you are making fun of the Mongolian Tatars, but I don't know why you are laughing, can you say it, let Lao Dao also be happy, I am very angry at the moment!" Lingbao Dao said loudly.

Liang Kai said formally: "I'm laughing at the Mongolian Tartar who really thinks that he is the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, and regards Shaomu Mountain as a ghost mansion, but hasn't his ghost mansion been burned by Nangong Shaoyou? At the moment, he is asking the people of the Great Song Dynasty to be a Tartar lackey, if you like to be a big man, you can go directly to the left, wagging your tail and begging for mercy, why do we good men want to seek death, and go to the right by ourselves? Isn't this ridiculous? This Tartar wants to kill and kill, how can you want Liang Madman to go east and west!"

When he said this, many people in the audience were about to walk to the right, but they all suddenly stopped and said loudly: "Yes, Liang Daxia said well, the Mongolian Tartars will kill if they want to, but they can't let our people of the Great Song Dynasty obey your command!"

Lingbao Daoist's heart moved, and he felt that he also agreed with the opinion of Liang Madman, but he still strode to the right, first, the Shaolin monk and Emei Shitai had already walked over, and they were very embarrassed if they didn't go over, and secondly, as the head of Wudang, he said the past in front of the world's heroes, but he didn't go over, and he was also very cold.

"Hey, Madman Liang, you have a point in saying this, and the hero who walked over did not say that he was at the mercy of the Mongolian Tartars, but made a stand and resolutely died, and he would not accept half of the fetters of the Mongolian Tartars!"

Lingbao Daoist still strode over after speaking, and the Wudang Sect people in the audience naturally walked over to the right, Lingbao Daoist glanced at Master Huijing, only to see her palms folded, her face was peaceful, obviously not half of the words of the madman Liang took it to heart, and couldn't help but admire it in his heart, feeling that he was the head of Wudang, it was indeed inferior, but it was all a death, why should he care about standing still or going over, only to see Master Xiang and the vast number of teachers too, only Master Huiyuan glared angrily at the Netherworld Master.

He walked to the side of a few people, and also felt a quiet and fearless mentality, and no longer made a sound, but the group of heroes in the audience was very lively, first of all, more than 400 of the 600 officers and soldiers walked to the left, Nangong Shaoyou took a look, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart: "No wonder the soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty are several times or even dozens of times that of the Mongolian soldiers and horses, but they have been defeated repeatedly. ”

There are also many people in the group who have been affected by the Liang madman, and they still stand in place, and there are even more heroes who simply sit on the ground, drinking and eating meat, Nangong Shaoyou looks at it at a glance, and naturally there are also applications for flickering, it is estimated that when the time of a stick of incense comes, he will also run to the left, he will not despise these people, his life is his own, and it is naturally up to him to decide whether he wants to live or die, who knows how many things he is carrying behind his back, and he can't generalize and say anything about him.

Nangong Shaoyou looked at the Netherworld Sect Master again, and saw that he was still sitting on the Taishi chair, looking at the group of heroes in the audience with a smile, and occasionally squinting at the spear Ziyuan, his expression was very strange, and he didn't know whether it was sarcastic or proud.

At this moment, the spear Ziyuan also has mixed feelings in his heart, on the same day, he set up a plan in Yuhua Village, and he also wanted Qunhao to choose left or right, but at the moment, it was his turn to be teased like this, and the Netherworld Sect Master did not change at all, copying his own plan, it is really ironic, on the surface, the two schemes are different ways to deceive Qunhao into entering the game, in fact, they are also the same way, with a posture of inviting the king into the urn, but he is using Nangong Shaoyou as a bait, and the Netherworld Sect Master uses "the first in the world in martial arts" as a bait.

Spear Ziyuan will not go to the right, of course, he is also reluctant to go on the left, it seems that he agrees more with the statement of the Liang madman, and the Netherworld Sect Master will not be reluctant, anyway, in his heart, the one on the left is the one who surrenders to Mongolia, and the rest must be killed.

Seeing that the time of a stick of incense is about to end, Nangong Shaoyou is anxious at the moment, he is not worried about his life, with his light skills, it is like escaping, no one here can stop him at all, and Shaomu Mountain is so big, he can have a lot of options to go down the mountain, and hundreds of people in Mongolia are not aware of it.

But Master Song Zixiu raised Shen Enchant, how could he abandon it, but if he wanted to save people, he was a Netherworld Sect Master, and he couldn't win it, not to mention that there were all Netherworld Sect people here, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, he really hoped that his head could be replaced by Murong Feifei's, Murong Feifei would definitely be able to think of a good way, he really thought that he was also harmed by drugs at the moment, and there was no half of the internal breath on his body, so it was best to accompany the master to wait for death.

He thought of Master in his heart, and his eyes also looked at Song Zixiu, only to see Song Zixiu sitting leisurely on the chair, slowly drinking tea, and his eyes at this time also happened to be in contact with himself, smiling and nodding at himself.

Nangong Shaoyou is like a father and son with him, of course he understands his intentions, he wants to go first, but how can he do this, Nangong Shaoyou shook his head lightly at the master, Song Zixiu had a plate on his face, and his expression was very stern, this expression was only when Nangong Shaoyou stole his wine or got into trouble with Murong Feifei, it was full of scolding, but his heart was very pitying.

"Nangong Shaoyou, if you want to go, you can go, this sect leader will not stop you, I will open up to you here today!"

"Senior brother, let's go, I'm here to accompany Master, he can't stop you no matter what!" Mu Yiyun also hurriedly said loudly.

In his heart, he understood that he and his master would not escape anyway, and it would be good to let the senior brother go, at least he could find the female relatives who had just gone missing, or avenge them later.

"Nangong Shaoyou, you can't go!" Liang Kai said suddenly, his words surprised Mu Yiyun, only to hear him continue: "You burned his old nest Cuiyun Palace, he hates you to the core, face to face at the moment, how can he easily let you go, after a stick of incense, Shaomu Mountain will flow into a river of blood, in addition to all the masters and masters, including Song Daxia, it is difficult to escape the bad luck, you go, betray the master, betray your friends, and betray the reputation of the heroes will spread all over the rivers and lakes, and it is a hundred times more uncomfortable than your current death, this person is very vicious!"