The Osawada family is also a first-class famous family in Qi State.
However, this is in the army, under the tent of Chongxuan Chu Liang.
Regardless of his background in the military, Chongxuan Chu Liang was not a person who would care about his background.
Tian Antai knew very well that if Chongxuan Chu Liang wanted to kill him, he would not even have a chance to resist. It would be impossible for anyone to stand up for him.
At this moment, he regretted so much that he wanted to cut out his tongue.
It was indeed relying on the momentum of the Tian family, and I was used to showing off on weekdays. I thought that nothing would happen if I just said a few words. But I actually forgot whose military camp this was and who the commander in front of me was!
This is a brutal massacre!
Chongxuan Chu Liang remained silent until Tian Antai started to tremble, and then he said: "Who do you think Yang Jiande is?"
"After so many years of keeping a low profile and obeying everything, do you really think he is a tiger with its teeth pulled out?"
"In Xianyue Valley back then, he was the person who almost planted his flag and fought with me for his life!"
All the generals in the tent looked at each other in shock. No one thought that Yang Jiande was so reckless back then and dared to raise his flag with Ji Tu.
"Let me go to Yangting to accept surrender. How should I go? Should I go alone or with a large army? If I raise a large army, go deep into Yangguo, and surround Hengcheng with troops, what difference will it make whether they surrender or not?
If you don't trust others, why should they trust you? Besides, if you go deep into the Kingdom of Yang alone, regardless of the plague, won't you be afraid of being pierced in your pocket?"
"Or let me go to the meeting alone to show my bravery?" Chongxuan Chu Liang sneered: "If I dare to take credit and go alone, Yang Jiande will dare to surround and kill me on the spot! Bravery is bravery,
It’s true that his life is gone.”
"Tian Antai." Chu Liang, Chongxuan, leaned over from his commanding position: "Does Mr. Tian want to kill me?"
"Absolutely! Absolutely! I have no such intention!" Tian Antai was so frightened that he could not speak coherently. He just kowtowed desperately, making the ground bang.
The Tian family has been in the limelight in recent years. Chu Liang, Chongxuan, wanted to say something more and hammer on the topic, but suddenly stopped.
He stood up directly, stepped out of the handsome tent, looked into the distance, and said coldly: "Here he comes!"
This sound was very short and rapid, like a murderous sword breaking its sheath, and murderous intent suddenly bursting out.
The soldiers outside the tent followed his line of sight and judged that it was in the direction of Chiwei County of Yang State.
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Akao County.
Ripples suddenly rippled over the wasteland where the snake-bone-faced man died.
White bones came out of the void one after another, intertwined and connected with each other, and quickly formed two dragon skeletons, as if they were alive, and soul fire suddenly erupted in the eye sockets of the skeletons.
The two bone dragons opened their teeth and claws, biting each other's tails, forming a circle.
The dim light in the circle rotates, faintly leading to a mysterious space.
Then, out of the dim light, a young man wearing linen robes came out.
This man's appearance is neither handsome nor ugly.
He stood there as if he was the center of the world. This strong sense of presence made people ignore his appearance without realizing it.
There is only one pair of eyes that cannot be avoided, one is indifferent and ruthless, and the other is calm and profound.
After he walked out of the dim light, he casually glanced at the ground with an expressionless face. That was the position where the snake-bone-faced man was when he died.
And from behind him, Lu Yan, the one with the dragon bone face, the one with the monkey bone face, and the one with the rabbit bone face, stepped out of the dim light one after another.
When Zhang Linchuan killed Wei Yan and Shen Nanqi in Maplewood City, he also opened a Bone Gate. But the Bone Gate that the two bone dragons bite together is not on the same level at all.
At that time, the bone door was used to communicate with the spirit of the netherworld, pave the battlefield, and increase the power of his Taoism.
But the White Bone Gate now opened by the Holy Master of the White Bone Dao himself has taken advantage of the Netherworld, penetrated tens of thousands of miles, and headed directly from the White Bone Underground Palace to the Yang Realm.
Its principle is similar to the White Bone Escape Technique, but it's much more subtle.
And its beacon is naturally the plague bell that collapsed here.
"Go." The Holy Master of the White Bone Path said in a dull tone: "Do your best to create chaos and buy time for me to refine the incarnation of the plague."
Everyone made the same gesture together, folding their ring and tail fingers, forming a triangle between their thumb, index and middle fingers and covering their hearts, and chanted softly: "At the bottom of the Forgotten River, there is the abyss of the underworld. The god returns to the world, and the candle shines on the world!"
After reciting, Lu Yanjie smiled strangely and left first.
The Dragon Bone Facer looked at Rabbit Face: "Where did Pig Face die?"
Zhang Linchuan was not present, so Tu Mian shrank and said: "It seems...it seems to be in Jiacheng City."
"like?"
"It is indeed in Jiacheng." Tu Mian swallowed to relieve his nervousness.
As the de facto strongest among the Twelve Bone Faces, even though Dragon Face doesn't show up often, every facet user can't get rid of their fear of him.
Especially since the collective "Twelve Bone Faces of the White Bone Way" has long been divided, and Rabbit Face is already a member of Zhang Linchuan's faction, it is inevitable that he will show more fear towards Long Face.
The dragon-bone-faced man said directly: "Lead the way."
Then he turned to the monkey face and said, "You come too."
Rabbit Face didn't dare to refuse, and Monkey Face just shrugged, looking very indifferent.
From the beginning to the end, the Holy Lord of the Bone Path did not interfere with their actions, letting them decide where to go and what to do.
After all these people left, he faced the Bone Gate in the sky and said indifferently: "The envoy is optimistic about the underground palace. Don't leave without permission. You can welcome me at any time."
From the other end of the Bone Gate, Zhang Linchuan's respectful voice came: "I will obey the Holy Order."
Allowing Zhang Linchuan, who planned the plague and selected the location, to stay in the White Bones Underground Palace and bring Elder Lu Yan out, it is not that the Holy Master of the White Bones Dao does not trust his followers, but it is just the instinctive caution of the superiors, a simple check and balance.
After giving the instructions, the Holy Master raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The sky was bright and bright, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.
He had anticipated the dangers of this trip, but He didn't care.
No matter what time it is, a plague that ravages a country is unacceptable to the world.
This body is very useful, very useful. There is just a little trouble that needs to be solved. It will be solved soon.
It's well worth taking a little risk for this.
He moved like a man who has not been home for a long time, walking with nostalgia.
It is humiliating to say that He has been in the world in the body of Daozi for a long time, but he has rarely left the underground palace of bones.
Emperor Zhuang and Du Ruhui's pursuit of the White Bone Path has never stopped, and he even has to hide his own existence, which can be said to be lingering!
Fortunately, it is about to be solved. It will not have to be like this in the future.
In this country, the national spirit has been dissipated and the people's morale is in chaos.
He could feel that the air of plague was moving and wandering around through each carrier.
The epidemic will devour the living, and death itself will intensify the epidemic.
As He walked, He felt very satisfied with every breath he took.
The body is adapting bit by bit and being recast bit by bit. The soul that has been competing with him for control and never gives up is finally loosened.
It's a pity...it's not that perfect.
He thought of the young man he saw through the fragments of the plague bell that day. Unfortunately, the power was still gathering in the air at that time, so the young man ran away without looking back.
"Damn it..." He thought lightly.
But there is really no emotion like resentment in my heart.
In the long river of life, this is really a trivial matter.
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This chapter has been completed!