The sound of horse hooves pierced the dark night, like war drums, carried far away by the wind.
Lu Hongji stared at Chu Xianping opposite him and was silent for a long time.
random......
He didn't know whether these two words were "bluff".
And if you want to verify this, the best way is to actually have a fight with Chu Xianping.
"If I fight you, I will kill you within five moves."
With these words echoing in his mind, Lu Hongji's fists hidden in his sleeves clenched slightly.
Although he is in the second level, he is not an arrogant person and always believes in the truth that there are people outside the world.
What's more, now he is facing Chu Xianping, who is also an elder of Kuilong...
So, should we fight or not?
Lu Hongji knew that he had to make a decision immediately, but he still couldn't make up his mind.
After all, there are pros and cons to fighting or not fighting.
In the final analysis of such a psychological game, it all depends on whether Lu Hongji dares to gamble or not.
And the final facts show...
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Brother Ping, calm down first!"
"Brother, I was kidding you!"
When Lu Hongji's slightly embarrassed laughter echoed in the car again, it undoubtedly proved his final choice.
Anyway, there are still many opportunities to test Chu Xianping, and there is no need for him to risk the two of them turning against each other to gamble on this answer.
"Brother Xianping, since you don't want to expose your realm, just pretend that I didn't ask anything just now."
"This matter has been revealed, we are still..."
"etc!"
Suddenly, Chu Xianping's cold voice sounded.
"Has this been revealed?"
"Master Lu, are you taking this matter too simply?"
"Well......"
Lu Hongji was stunned when he was interrupted, and his expression froze.
He looked at Chu Xianping in surprise and said with a smile:
"Brother Xianping, I was really offended just now."
"Well...I don't know what I should do to relieve your anger, brother?"
"Just tell me! Brother, I am also a cheerful person! As long as I can do it, I will not shirk it!"
"..."
"Canglang..."
The dim light is sharp and the sword is unsheathed.
Faced with Lu Hongji's compromise, Chu Xianping did not speak, but slowly drew out the long sword at his waist while the former's eyes suddenly became extremely horrified.
There were no fluctuations in internal energy, and no shocking sword moves.
Chu Xianping slowly raised his sword until the tip of the sword, glowing with cold light, was only a few inches away from Lu Hongji.
"Brother Xianping, what are you doing..."
Resisting the uneasiness in his heart and the impulse to strike preemptively, Lu Hongji said with a sneer on his face: "It's just a joke, don't go beyond that..."
"Master Lu, don't you want to see how strong I am?"
Still ignoring Lu Hongji's words, Chu Xianping asked sadly: "What? You still won't take action?"
"First, brother Xianping was joking..."
Lu Hongji's Adam's apple twitched: "We are all members of our own family, don't hurt our harmony..."
"Haha, Captain Lu..."
Chu Xianping sneered: "That's not what you said just now."
"I......"
Lu Hongji was speechless for a moment and suddenly didn't know how to deal with the current situation.
Really take action?
But judging from Chu Xianping's current appearance, his strength is probably extremely high indeed.
What's more important is that if a move is made, not to mention the outcome, at least the already fragile alliance between the two will be over...
From Lu Hongji's perspective, Chu Xianping not only knew a lot of information that was very important to him, but he was also an elder Kui Long, so naturally he could not form enemies easily.
But on the other hand, even though he had clearly lowered his stance, Chu Xianping was still "unyielding", as if he had to "teach" himself a lesson before giving up.
Obviously, Lu Hongji couldn't let Chu Xianping really beat him up, so after hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and slowly took out something from his arms.
"Brother Xianping, it was indeed my fault before."
"This is an apology. I wonder if it can calm your nerves?"
"..."
As a second-grade master, the leader of Kuilong, and the emperor of Great Hui, anything Lu Hongji carries with him will naturally not be of ordinary grade.
But when Chu Xianping looked at this clear jade pendant glowing with green light, his expression did not change at all.
"Master Lu, in addition to this, you also want to kill someone."
"this......"
Lu Hongji was stunned for a moment: "Brother Xianping, may I ask who this person is?"
"That's the one who told you about picking up the Moon Sword."
Chu Xianping raised his long sword and said slowly word by word:
"Master Lu, it's your fault that you can get the Moon Sword Manual. I won't care about it."
"But the old man you killed for this was my senior Baidian. I am also a member of the White Palace and I must avenge him."
"Master Lu, you and I are both elders of Kui Long, and I am betraying you now just to save face."
"Kill that spy, and the old and new grudges between you and me will be over."
"If not...then I will kill you now."
"..."
...
Fengyuan City, outside the south city wall.
"Well......"
"Help, help..."
"I'm not dead yet..."
Broken blades, blood, stumps, wailing...
Blood flowed everywhere and corpses piled up.
Due to the appearance of the Tianfo Formation, the fighting in Fengyuan City had stopped for most of an hour.
Most of the new soldiers returned to the city to take time to recover from their injuries, leaving only a small number of people still on guard on the city wall.
Qian Hui's army also paid tribute and retreated, and all the siege soldiers also retreated to the military camp several miles away.
Once the two sides retreated, all that was left were piles of corpses piled under the city wall.
In the past half month, Qianhui Erguo's non-stop high-intensity siege left both sides with no time to collect the corpses.
As a result, the number of corpses "abandoned" here has accumulated, and now there are at least more than 100,000 people.
More than 100,000 corpses.
It is no exaggeration to say that this scene is a "mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."
However, not all of the corpses were dead; there were also many wounded soldiers who were still breathing.
For example, right now, when Chu Xianping raised his sword to threaten Lu Hongji, a new soldier covered in blood was lying among the corpses, groaning in pain, praying that he could be noticed by his comrades on the wall.
But what he didn't know was that even if someone on the city wall really heard his cry for help, there was no way he could come out of the city to save him.
Because the Tianfo Formation not only blocks out the people outside the formation, but also blocks the people inside the formation.
"I, I'm not dead..."
"I, I still have a wife and children, I don't want to die..."
"Who, who will save me..."
"help me......"
The painful and desperate sounds were intermittent, getting smaller and smaller, and soon reached the point where they were almost inaudible.
But the veteran was still using all his strength to squeeze out every word from his throat.
It was obvious that even though he could feel that the vitality in his body was as weak as a candle, he still didn't want to die.
Because there are still people in this world that he can't let go of.
It was precisely because he wanted to protect these people that he fought so hard on the city wall...
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, the veteran's vision became blurry little by little, and the shadow of the huge and sacred Tathagata also became more hazy.
In a daze, he seemed to see a person walking up to him, bending down and holding his wrist.
Although the touch is weak, it is real.
"..."
A surge of hope suddenly surged in his heart, and the veteran used his last bit of strength to move his fingers, as if he wanted to tell the visitor that he was still alive.
But the next moment, what sounded in his ears was the all too familiar sound of drawing a sword.
"well......"
"Brother, you are too seriously injured, I can't save you."
"But don't worry, your family will be fine."
"Go on your way with peace of mind..."
"puff!!"
There was a flash of cold light, and as the visitor finished his last words, the tip of the knife suddenly pierced the veteran's heart, cutting off all his vitality in an instant.
He slowly pulled out the knife and looked at the blood-stained face. The man shook his head, then stepped on the pile of corpses and continued walking forward step by step.
"call!"
Behind him, a black mist slowly emerged from the veteran's forehead, staggering towards him.
Further back, there are tens of thousands of similar black mist masses, just like countless lonely ghosts wandering between heaven and earth, swaying confused and helplessly in mid-air.
Some of them are larger, some are smaller. Each group represents a soldier who died no more than twelve hours, and represents a man of flesh and blood.
They should have returned to the sky and disappeared from the human world they once lived in.
But now, these tens of thousands of mist masses have merged into a black torrent, rushing towards that lonely figure in this rare quiet night.