The gray shadow shrieked, and this time He Lingchuan finally understood its curse:
"If you dare to attack me, I will never let you go!"
He Lingchuan couldn't help but laugh: "You little evil spirit, how dare you call yourself a god?"
The nightmare that the ancient immortal turned into fell into his hands, how could he be afraid of an evil spirit coming to take revenge?
Gray Shadow is so unwilling, ah ah, why is the spell casting interrupted?
If it can be delayed for two more breaths, it can pour all the blood and essence of Yuwei into Nangong Yan;
If it can delay it for two more breaths, it can turn Nangong Yan into an extremely powerful humanoid puppet. As long as it controls it carefully, it will definitely beat the so-called envoy of Mou State to pieces.
if……
There was no if. With a "whoosh" sound, the gray shadow was sucked into the divine bone necklace.
The Yin tornado also disappeared at the same time, and the top on the ground barely spun two more times and stopped moving.
He Lingchuan picked up the top and brushed off the dust before putting it away.
After eating the divine bone necklace, Hui Ying was at least satisfied and no longer had a fever.
Without the control of Gray Shadow, the remaining Golden Feather Guards woke up as if from a dream. They stood there in shock for two breaths. They first looked at Nangong Yan, who was cut in half, and then at He Lingchuan. Only two of them shouted and rushed forward to fight. The others
He turned around and ran out.
He Lingchuan stood up, raised his knife and went forward. He said to Dong Rui through the eyeball spider: "Three of them ran towards you."
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The battle is finally over.
The slanting sun penetrated the dark woods, revealing corpses strewn all over the place.
The violent ape returned from a distance. Dong Rui jumped off its shoulder and clapped his hands: "Kill them all. Alas, these guys behind are running around, it's really hard to kill. How can you fight easily?"
Is it easy for him to fight? He Lingchuan held a sword in his hand, and Fu Sheng disappeared. "Let's switch in the future. You will be the main force to kill?"
Gray Shadow was about to use his ultimate move, but he dispersed him early, and he felt aggrieved until he died.
In fact, He Lingchuan was also curious about how powerful Nangong Yan could be after eating all the blood beads. He should be able to defeat the ghost ape.
Dong Rui asked: "What's weird about Nangong Yan?"
"He regards evil spirits as his gods." He Lingchuan pointed at the dead people on the ground. "He gave all his feather guards to the evil spirits to control. Therefore, they were not afraid of death and would fight wherever he pointed. No wonder he was able to run rampant in the country.
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The horizontal ones are afraid of the stunned ones, and the stunned ones are afraid of their lives.
In a place like the state of Wei, if you can produce an army that cooperates well and is not afraid of injuries, others will certainly not be your opponents.
"This method is quite unique." Dong Rui stroked his chin, "If it works, you don't need to train your men every day."
Yangshan's army trains in the winter and in the summer, and never runs short of food and pay. Isn't it just to fight the war with arms and fingers, and everyone is united? Look at Nangong Yan, he got it right in one step.
"Absurd!" He Lingchuan shook his head, "Normal armies have Yuan Power, how can they be controlled by evil spirits?"
It is a strange place like the Golden Plains that produces strange people and events.
"Besides, running the army in this way is not a shortcut, it is a dead end!" It was precisely because the country of Hong could not gather people's hearts and consensus, and wanted a quick fix, that it turned to evil spirits for help.
If you put your life and the life of the army in the hands of others, you will only end up with the same fate as Nangong Yan.
At this time, Ling Guang also ran back from a distance. He Lingchuan pointed at Nangong Yan on the ground and said, "Don't let him die."
Nangong Yan was tossing and wailing.
He was cut in half by He Lingchuan. He was not dead for a moment, and the ground beneath him was stained red with blood. His eyes were still red, but this time they were bloodshot: "Kill me, please kill me, give me a good time!"
He burst into tears and reached out to hug He Lingchuan's boots. How could he still have the bearing of an imperial minister?
"Don't you like to chop people from the waist to the knees?" He Lingchuan kicked him lightly, sending him flying. "Try it for yourself. Do you feel comfortable or painful?"
He had heard a lot of rumors about Nangong Yan. The chief executive used various methods to deal with "criminals" and was extremely cruel. He rarely gave people a happy death and always had to be tortured for a long time. It is said that Mai, who was arrested a few days ago,
Dang, all the bones in his body were broken piece by piece, and he wailed for two whole days and nights.
Therefore, He Lingchuan was particularly careful when he beheaded Nangong Yan, avoiding most of the important internal organs.
"Tap it, tap it!" Ling Guang was busy trying to stop the bleeding. This was a cut in half, and his boss would really test it. "If you kick him one more time, he will really die!"
Such heavy bleeding can easily lead to internal organ failure.
Another figure emerged from the woods:
Jin Bai also walked toward He Lingchuan with a knife in hand. He was breathing heavily and blood was still dripping from the tip of the knife.
He Lingchuan saw that his expression was different, that he was violent and manic, so he understood something in his heart, but he still had to ask: "What happened?"
Why is there only Kimber, and where are the other Shadowfang Guards?
"All my men were killed by this guy -" Jin Bai pointed his knife at Nangong Yan on the ground, with a look of grief and anger on his face, "They were ambushed and killed by him!"
He Lingchuan and Dong Rui looked at each other, both showing surprise: "What?"
Yes, the monarchs and ministers of the country of Fan went crazy, and even He Lingchuan, the envoy of the country of Mou, wanted to assassinate him, so how could he let the Shadow Ya Guard go.
Jin Bo directly grabbed Nangong Yan from the ground and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
Nangong Yan is a cultivator, so he may not die immediately after being cut in half. Lingguang didn't give him painkillers, so he is rolling on the floor in pain, but every time he moves, the pain is overwhelming and endless!
But with this kind of excruciating pain, he might as well die!
He grabbed Jin Bo's arm tightly, and the severe pain made him forget the other person's identity: "Please, please kill me!"
"Why are we framed as rebels against the party? Tell us!"
"Someone reported that the rebels were at Rulin Inn. Yu Wei went over to check and there is evidence!"
"What evidence?"
"Mai Liansheng's book, and a few strings of ornaments." Nangong Yan shouted, "The king ordered me to kill you. Anyway, the Shadow Fang Guard has been accidentally killed, so why not silence you all! Just say that you took Ming Dengzhan away.
, was killed in the Xiaoyao Sect again! Anyway, he died without any evidence! I was just following orders, spare me, kill me! Please!"
Seeing him bursting into tears, Jin Bo threw him to the ground and said, "Trash!"
This guy has killed countless people and tortured countless good men, but when it comes to his own punishment, he is so unbearable.
He Lingchuan asked him again: "Who is the 'Tianzun' you invited to possess?"
"That's the Lord of the Howling Forest. Yes, he was invited by the monarch, please give me the clone in my body!" Nangongyan lost his energy and began to speak incoherently, "My sins are extremely heinous and I deserve to die. Please do good and give me a gift."
Die!"
Jin Bai suppressed the urge to kill Nangong Yan with his own hands and said to He Lingchuan: "He is your prey, what are you going to do?"
This beam is too big.
Liang Zi of the Kingdom of Wei and Mou, King Fan and Liang Zi of He Lingchuan.
He Lingchuan originally just came to do the task and act as a peacemaker, but King Wei wanted his life.
He is a person who highly values courtesy and reciprocity.
He Lingchuan looked at Nangong Yan, and then looked toward the border of Wei State.
"I have an idea."
It's getting dark soon.
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The gates of Wucheng on the border of Wei State are basically opened at the end of Yinshi every day.
Early this morning, the city gate guard took the key and yawned as he went to open the door. But as soon as he raised his head, before he even opened his mouth to its maximum, he yelled "Ah" in fright:
A dead man hangs above the city gate.
Strictly speaking, it was half, and there was a piece of cloth hanging on the body with four big characters on it:
Blood for blood!
The city walls were stained red with blood, and a few drops flowed down, almost falling into his open mouth.
Soon, the dead man was untied by the soldiers and returned to the ground.
Its face was covered in blood and its hair was scattered, so others could not recognize its face for a while.
But the city gate guard held its chin and looked at the rising sun twice. Suddenly it fell on its back and hurriedly climbed back two steps:
"Big, big, big!"
He was "big" for a long time before shouting: "General Manager!"
"Which chief steward?"
The city gate man pointed at the dead man, his fingers shaking like fallen leaves in the wind, and he finally found the next sentence: "It seems to be Yu, the chief steward of Yuwei."
Everyone was in an uproar, but didn't believe it.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"If you dare to curse the chief manager, be careful of your life!"
The city gate guard came closer to take another look, then closed his eyes and turned his head: "It still looks very similar! The general manager really came here yesterday, and he was so impressive... He and his men even told us to close the city gate!"
No matter what he says, no one else will believe him.
Stop being ridiculous, okay? How come the chief steward had half of the city gate cut off and hung upside down?
Usually it is the chief manager who puts others up.
At this time, the city gate was opened, and several people rushed in, pointing outside and shouting: "There are dead people in the valley, more than a hundred! They died in a tragic manner, and they were all wearing feather armor."
At dawn, the explosive news took wings and flew to the capital of the state of Wei.
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At this time, He Lingchuan and the others were already on their way to Xiaoyao Sect.
Dong Rui asked He Lingchuan quietly: "You are usually cautious, why do you suddenly go on a killing spree?"
The opponent has hundreds of people and more than 200 legs. "Leave no one alive" is a difficult technical job.
"We are in the Golden Plains."
Right, "So?"
"So you have to do as the Romans do." He Lingchuan said calmly, "This is a disorderly place, where the winner is king. You have to deal with them in their own way. Besides -"
"——Shouldn't evildoers like Nangong Yan deserve to be killed?"
He came to visit the Golden Plains with an ulterior motive.
Now, he saw what he wanted to see, and he also felt the lingering depression and restlessness, and his mentality had a subtle change.
Why did this place turn into a quagmire, and why did everyone who tried to transform it fail?
He Lingchuan has been thinking about this issue and has had a few ideas in his mind, but they are scattered and not systematic.
He needs more verification and summary.
He needs to give it a try.
Maybe in this chaotic and ownerless land, he can do things according to his heart and don't need to be so cautious.
Oh, Dong Rui said he was cautious, but He Lingchuan knew in his heart, was he really a cautious person?
No, he is a speculator.
Sailing in a storm requires courage, carefulness, and a little bit of luck.