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Chapter 172 surrender

The four hundred hunters who were good at bows and crossbows were woven independently into a team. When the army set off, a huge flag with the word "Tang" hanging on it.

Xi Ying was very confused. It was obvious that the imperial army did not hang the word Xue, but instead hang the word Tang.

When she thought of that man, she didn't dare to guess any more.

Xue Yang Palace has a small military strength, and with the hunters recruited by Lianghuan, the total number is less than 2,000.

And this is already the largest army of mortals in the entire border country.

On this day, the army reached a valley. Lianghuan saw that these hunters could not help but start hunting and shooting birds. The regular army led by Xi Ying naturally abides by discipline, and these four hundred people seemed out of place with him.

In a moment, soldiers and soldiers stepped forward to discipline.

The crossbow army that was gathered together was almost the same as the mob, but there were also no shortage of characters who were good at fighting bravely.

After a few words were said, they had already fought together.

Lianghuan sat cross-legged in the distance and ignored him. Xi Ying led the team forward to stop him. Compared with these soldiers who had been scattered in the army for many years, the hunters naturally suffered a loss.

Lianghuan took a breath and took out the totem wooden stake that strengthened his strength. When he obtained the totem wooden stake, Lianghuan had never seen any indigenous people worshipped.

I wonder if the indigenous people who worshipped this wooden stake were the same as the Rong Rong clan. Although they lost the totem, they still worshiped and worshiped very devoutly.

However, from his destruction of the Siren tribe, it can be seen that without worshiping and worshiping the people, the totem will slowly disappear.

Therefore, the indigenous people under the totem wooden stake should not have been extinct. Perhaps on a certain island, I hope the totem will come back.

What is placed in his storage bag now is the stone tablet totem that has been damaged. As he continues to use it, it will disappear completely in no time.

Totem wooden stakes strengthen their strength. Compared with the violent aura wrapped around the weapon and the green fog that condenses spiritual consciousness, the increase in strength is not only obvious, but also does not cause mental disturbance.

After Liang Huan sat down, these soldiers unconsciously stayed away from him, and it can be seen that he, a cultivator, is an alien in the eyes of these people, and awe is much greater than worship.

Lianghuan naturally knows a truth that everything must be progressive step by step. For example, after many years, it took Liang's family to practice Taoism through the heavens and against the sky. Only after he had the signs of success were there.

Looking at the totem wooden stake in front of him for a long time, Liang Huan finally put it in the storage bag and took out the stone tablet of the Siren Clan.

Tap your eyebrows lightly, a drop of essence and blood appeared and fell into the stone tablet. A light that was not easily noticed flashed across the stone tablet.

From now on, he has begun to plunder. If someone sincerely worships and worships Lianghuan, Lianghuan can directly plunder the stone tablet and become the new owner of the totem stone tablet.

Using strength is never the right way to do things, but it is the fastest shortcut to achieve your goal.

Since this period of observation, Liang Huan has already made a decision on this candidate.

"Come here."

A voice suddenly appeared in Xi Ying's mind. She thought she had hallucinations and looked around in confusion. When she saw Lianghuan's direction, the deep and introverted eyes pierced directly into her heart.

After a thunderous beating, my heart became inexplicably frightened.

Lianghuan's voice appeared in her mind again.

"Why are you so scared?"

Xi Ying trembled physically and mentally, but in the deepest part of her heart, she still resisted and stood there motionless.

"snort!"

With a cold snorkeling, Xi Ying's mind stinged like a burst of pain.

She knelt on the ground with all her strength.

This situation scared the soldiers around him. After a while, some soldiers were ready to come forward to help. A figure flashed and Lianghuan came to Xi Ying.

Xi Ying raised her head, her eyes were filled with fear, but she had a stubbornness, and she didn't want to surrender to fear.

Lianghuan saw through her feelings and felt a sense of praise in her heart, but her feelings were not so noble. The survival that continued to come to her is a chronic poison to kill this kind of thought.

However, Lianghuan's medicine is not chronic, it is actually a fierce medicine.

"One way, surrender to Liang!"

The death aura slowly arose in Xi Ying's eyes. Liang Huan looked quietly, and the soldiers around him stood up and looked quietly.

Suddenly, Xi Ying turned his sword to his throat and prepared to commit suicide.

But the sword reached the throat but couldn't cut it.

The despair of wanting to die but not being able to die was completely revealed in Liang Huan's eyes.

"The world is not clear. When you are in a pack of wolves, you naturally cannot avoid bloodthirsty eyes."

Xi Ying looked at Lianghuan with fear, but the indomitable in the depths was gathering.

Lianghuan smiled.

Shoulang-

The sound of drawing the sword seemed particularly harsh in the quiet.

Lianghuan was still standing quietly, and the sound of drawing his sword continued.

The unyielding eyes began to shine with the light of hope.

This light is a wisp reflected by human nature, and can often gain miraculous effects that are superior to reality.

pity!

Lianghuan moved his fingers, and his spiritual consciousness quickly transformed into demonic nature. His fierce malicious intention spreads with him as the center, destroying everything around him.

Bang-

A sword landed on the ground, and then it was endless.

Lianghuan still had a smile on his face, but his eyes never had a look that matched his smile.

Xi Ying was desperate, and could not stop trembling. The fear had disappeared, and the numb seeds began to sprout.

Looking at Xi Ying crawling in front of him, Lianghuan stretched out his fingers lightly, and a drop of blood floated out from Xi Ying's head.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the blood dripping shot out quickly and landed on the stone tablet in the distance.

The originally damaged stone tablet was like the supply of nutrients, and after emitting a ray of green light, it returned to rest.

Close your eyes.

Lianghuan felt that he had an inexplicable connection with the stone tablet, and he felt like he could control it in his heart. He walked with his heart. Lianghuan waved his arm again, and a full green light flashed out of the stone tablet and landed on Xi Ying.

The latter was still crawling on the ground. After three breaths, she stood up in shock. The green light in her eyes flashed a few times, and then she showed a look of horror.

After the green light shone out of her body and was taken back by her, Xi Ying's expression changed again, with ecstasy in confusion.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw Lianghuan had returned to the distance, and sat cross-legged with her eyes closed. Xi Ying knelt down again, this time she was sincere.

People always seek profit, but never care about the purpose behind this profit.

Lianghuan's indifference is precisely because he sees through this.

The stone tablet totem has changed with Xi Ying's surrender, and Lianghuan has successfully plundered it. Perhaps in the next breath, the stone tablet will return to its heyday.

Sure enough, when I opened my eyes like a sense of induction, there was already a kneeling in front of me. Among them, seeking profit and fear accounted for the majority, and the real surrender should be zero.

Using strength can always be a breakthrough in something, but it cannot attract long-term benefits.
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