A small snow mountain and a small palace, but there are a few people in it. At this moment, there are already a Black Martial Khan Emperor, a Princess Daning, and two generals. There are dozens of generals in the Iron Cavalry alone.

There are also many big names at the foot of the mountain. Liao Killinglang, the general of the Heiwu South Court, is one, and the bigger one is naturally the Heiwu National Master Xin Fengyue.

Chen Leng looked outside by the window, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, as if he was not concerned about the black army rushing in unexpectedly. Originally, a few people were gathered together to discuss matters, but now the scene didn't look like a discussion. Chen Leng stood at the window to eat melon seeds, and Cha Ye and Xin Fengyue sat on the side to exchange their parenting experience. General Wu Xinyu, who came from afar, fell asleep because he was too tired.

This is not really despising the black warriors, but that the preparations that can be made are ready now, and the situation in front of you is to pay attention to the maximum attention. What we have to do next is just waiting.

How to wait for the black warrior to take action?

"You said, will they send people together or separate people?"

Chen Leng suddenly said something to himself.

Wu Xinyu, who was already snoring gently, opened his eyes and looked coldly, then closed his eyes: "Are you thinking seriously about such an unworthy question?"

Chen sneered and said, "I just think that the atmosphere is not good for us, as if we are facing a great enemy."

Wu Xinyu: "Then you keep thinking, I keep sleeping."

Chen Leng whispered, turned his head and looked out the window again.

Qinse raised her head and looked at Chen Leng, and said with a smile: "Of course, no one will send people first, especially Xin Fengyue. If he sends people to talk first, it will be his sign of admitting his conscience. He is the national teacher of Heiwu, how can he admit defeat to Ningren? Of course, Liao Killer Lang will not send people first. If Xin Fengyue finds out, how can he explain? He has not yet broken up directly."

Chen Leng sighed: "Since someone has become serious."

Wu Xinyu sighed when he heard this: "Don't you know I want to make up for it?"

Chen Leng: "You make up for it."

Wu Xinyu sat up: "What else can I make up for now? You said no one is serious."

He moved his arms, got up and walked to the window, grabbed the melon seeds in Chen Leng's hand and ate them himself, and said while eating: "The eldest princess is right. Xin Fengyue and Liao Shalang will not send anyone first, but they both hope that each other will send someone."

Qinse: "Please call me Your Majesty."

Wu Xinyu said: "Okay, Your Majesty."

Chen Leng said: "Your heart is really big. Your subjects outside are so uncomfortable. As His Majesty, you are actually sitting here and watching jokes with us, and you are still enjoying it."

Qinse said: "I can't read my own jokes?"

Chen Leng thought for a while: "It really makes sense."

Wu Xinyu burst out laughing and stretched out his hand: "Do you still have melon seeds? You're finished eating."

Chen Leng shook his head: "No."

Wu Xinyu reached out and grabbed it from his pocket and continued to eat melon seeds.

"Xin Fengyue will not be able to calm down."

Wu Xinyu continued: "But he will not send people directly, but will send people to summon Liao to Kill Wolf."

He looked at Chen Leng: "I just can't understand. If I were Xin Fengyue, I should have thought about how to get rid of Liao Sharlang. Why can Liao Sharlang bring tens of thousands of troops safely?"

Chen Leng shook his head: "How can I know?"

"I know."

At this moment, Lord Ye Yunsanye came in from outside, took off his cloak and hung it aside, reached out and poured a cup of hot tea himself: "Just just now, my inner man sent the news from Heiwu,

It is confirmed that Liao Shalang encountered assassination on the way, but the one who took action was Xin Fengyue's man."

What Ye Yunsan said must be true.

Chen Leng was just curious, very curious, so he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ye, how many internal agents have you arranged on Heiwu?"

"I have no idea."

Ye Yunsan's answer made Chen Leng a little disbelief, but Ye Yunsan's expression didn't seem to be casual and perfunctory, nor did he look like he was lying.

"Don't look at me that way."

Ye Yunsan said while drinking tea: "I really don't know. I only know that I didn't arrange enough people before the war. If I could have a better row, the army would be able to fight faster and smoother. However, the conditions were limited at that time, and the strength of the Black Martial Arts was also very strong, so it was a bit difficult to install people. At that time, the maximum number was much smaller than the minimum number of people now. After the war, the Black Martial Arts people did not have so much time to take care of this, so I had more opportunities, and more people were arranged. And I arranged it. The people who enter the Black Martial Arts naturally divide many lines, and the people who are facing the line are dedicated people. What I ask is that if there is no need, the people on these lines will not have intersections with each other. If I are the top of the line, I will divide countless threads into the bottom. Of course, I have a list, and the list will continue to increase with the continuous development of the personnel, but I never remember who there are this list, because I want to be prepared to be caught by the Black Martial Arts. If I catch one of my men, I may die a person on the line and catch me."

Ye Yun smirked: "I have to make it meaningless for the Black Warrior to catch me."

Chen Leng and Wu Xinyu both stood up solemnly, and the two stood straight without realizing it.

"Don't look like this."

Ye Yunsan waved his hand: "Talk about the black warriors."

Then he looked at Qinse: "You can listen too, after all, you are not purely black now."

Qinse snorted: "What are you talking about!"

Ye Yunsan said, "The insider just took the risk to send out the news. Liao Shalang encountered an attack on the way. The two most proud disciples under Xin Fengyue were attacked, one was called Huan Jian and the other was called Mi Jian. If the two joined forces, even the great priests of the Black Martial Sword Sect might not be able to stop it, but Liao Shalang did not die."

Wu Xinyu looked at Chen Leng, Chen Leng looked at Wu Xinyu, and the two of them said in unison: "That heart Fengyue will be embarrassed."

Heiwu Liao kills wolf camp.

Liao Shalang was sitting on a chair and eating. There was a large plate of roasted lamb in front of him. He cut off a piece of roasted lamb with a dagger and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging. On both sides of the tent, his subordinates were eating, and the same barbecue was eating. No one was talking and eating, so the person standing in the middle of the tent seemed a little embarrassed.

"General."

The person standing there was silent for a while and shouted tentatively.

Liao Shalang seemed to have just reacted and smiled apologetically: "Look at me, I don't care about anything when I am hungry. It's really too urgent to run over along the way. The Grand Priest Subuduo asked people to send me a letter saying that the situation was critical. I immediately summoned people to go here, but it was still too late. The Grand Priest was dead, but he was really too hungry. Hurry up and eat, and only then can I get the strength to take revenge after I have enough."

He shouted to the outside of the door: "Are you all fucking blind? General Wei Butian, the Imperial Guard, are you here? Add a table and chair, and add another serving of meat."

The personal soldiers outside the door responded, but no one moved.

The Imperial General Wei Bu Tian became more and more embarrassed and more annoyed, but he still had to suppress his temper. Liao Shalang brought 60,000 to 70,000 troops in Dongchangshan this time, and Pu Luo Qianshou's remnants, which combined with more than 100,000 people.

"General, you eat yours, don't care about me, I'll say a few words

Just say it.”

"Oh, okay, I don't care about you. I eat mine, don't be surprised."

Liao Shalang said vaguely while eating: "By the way, I have something I really want to know before you say it."

Wei Butian was about to say what Xin Fengyue meant, but when he heard Liao Shalang say he was curious about something, he replied: "The general just asks, if I know, I will tell you everything."

Liao Shalang hunched: "Do you know how the great worship of Subu Duorang died?"

"Mr. Necromancer?"

Wei Butian thought carefully about what Liao killed the wolf, but he couldn't figure it out, so he answered in the safest way: "Of course he was killed by Ning Ren."

“As far as I know it is not.”

Liao Shalang put the dagger aside, grabbed a piece of cloth and wiped his mouth: "Do you think the Grand Priest also think that the Grand Priest was killed by Ningren? Although I hate Ningren very much, more than most people hate Ningren, because too many of my subordinates were killed by Ningren, I have to say that the Grand Priest and the White Cavalry General Zeng Xuer were not killed by Ningren."

Wei Butian frowned: "Why did the general say that?"

“Because I have evidence.”

After wiping his hands, Liao Shalang raised his hands and patted them. After a few slaps, several personal soldiers outside lifted the curtains and came in. Two of them were holding one, and two bloody people came in in total. They seemed to have only breathe in one breath. Even if the movement was louder, they might be able to send the two people away.

"Do you know?"

Liao Shalang pointed to the two bloody guys. He came out from behind the table, walked to one of the blood men, raised his hand to grab the blood man's hair and pulled his head up. A face that was almost gone without any anger appeared in front of Wei Butian.

"General of the Imperial Army, you were also from the Jianmen before. Although you are not an ordinary disciple of the Jianmen, you are the commander of the White Cavalry, you still know all the important disciples in the Jianmen. Do you know this person?"

Of course, Wei Bu Tian knew him. Even if the bloody man in front of him was almost broken, there should be few good bones on his body, but the blood-covered face was not very broken. It would be fine to recognize who it was. It was the disciple of the National Master, the Phantom Sword.

"know."

Unbutian answered.

"Where is this?"

Liao Shalang grabbed another person's hair again: "You know this too."

Wei Butian nodded: "Know."

Liao Shalang said, "That's good. These two people confessed. They said that they came to kill me on the order of the National Master. It's a joke. Does the National Master want to kill me? Wei Bu Tian, ​​do you know? Do you know that the National Master wants to kill me?"

Wei Butian's face looked a little ugly, but he shook his head: "I don't know, how could the National Master kill you?"

"That's right, I don't believe it anyway."

Liao Shalang walked around the two bloody people and said as he walked: "Later I realized that there was a problem inside your Jianmen. Someone wanted to kill all the trusted people around the National Master and usurp the throne. After you go back, you have to remind the National Master to be careful. There are traitors inside the Jianmen, so you have to be careful."

Wei Butian frowned: "Then who is this traitor?"

"It is the love disciple of Master National Master."

Liao Shalang walked to Wei Butian, and the distance was very close. He looked directly into Wei Butian's eyes and said, "It's the Puyue who is not a black warrior. He wants to usurp the throne, want to be the sect leader, and want to be the national teacher."

Wei Butian frowned even deeper: "How do you know?"

"Because he's here with me too."
Chapter completed!