Ye Gucheng stood on the eaves, looking at King Haili surrounded by a group of masters, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Qin Wei asked him to solve the problem of the invasion of Dali by the Royal Court of Haili.
The simplest and most practical way he thought of was to force King Haili to retreat.
The emperor was so angry that he laid down millions of corpses.
When the strong man is angry, the emperor bows his head.
When one's own strength reaches a certain level, one person can overwhelm a country.
"Who are you?"
King Haili is now over sixty years old and is an old king.
He stood among hundreds of guards, raised his head and shouted.
"Dali Ye Gucheng!" Ye Gucheng replied coldly.
King Haili frowned slightly and asked again: "What are you doing here?"
"According to your Majesty's order, the Royal Court of Haili is ordered to withdraw its troops!" Ye Gucheng said.
As soon as these words came out, King Haili's originally dark face turned extremely dark.
retreat!
He had finally gathered an army of 200,000 and rushed to the border of Dali. How could it be possible for him to retreat at this time?
The old emperor is dead and the little emperor has just ascended the throne. If you don’t bully Dali now, when the little emperor grows up later, Dali will ride on him!
His idea was very simple. After the old emperor died, all the royal courts around Dali raised their troops to invade. Naturally, the Haili Royal Court would not be far behind.
"Kill him!"
King Haili said viciously.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~
As he finished speaking, hundreds of arrows flew towards Ye Gucheng.
Ye Gucheng looked at the arrow with cold eyes, and the invisible sword force spread around his body.
Before the arrow entered three feet around him, it fell as if it hit an invisible barrier.
He glanced at the guards below, and the sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed!
The snow-white sword blade shone with brilliance under the bright moonlight.
The snow-white figure jumped out, like a rainbow light flying down.
"Stop him!"
King Haili looked shocked when he saw this.
The next moment, three figures with extraordinary momentum flew up to meet Ye Gucheng.
The long sword looked particularly pale in the moonlight, just like Ye Gucheng's snow-white gown.
The pale moon, pale sword, and pale clothes reflect a pale cheek.
suddenly.
The stars and moonlight in the night have faded, as if all the brilliance between heaven and earth has been concentrated on that pale long sword.
The long sword is like a gust of wind outside the white clouds, changing instantly.
The pale sword light flashed, and the three figures flying over suddenly stopped.
Before anyone could react, a pale sword blade came in front of King Haili.
The tip of the sword was pressed against King Haili's chest, and a little bit of scarlet penetrated his clothes and stuck to the pale sword blade.
"you!"
King Haili's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Ye Gucheng who was so close in horror.
"Can we retreat?"
Ye Gucheng asked.
King Haili shuddered all over, just a shudder, and the sword tip seemed to penetrate three-thirds of his flesh again, and the severe pain made him dare not move again.
The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly because he saw the three fallen corpses behind Ye Gucheng.
Those were three innate masters, and they died like this!
He died in an instant!
King Haili felt a sense of fear in his heart.
"My king retreats!"
He said tremblingly.
Ye Gucheng nodded slightly and took back his sword.
The long sword is sheathed.
"If we don't retreat, I will come again!"
After that, he turned around and left.
Hundreds of guards around him panicked and moved out of the way for him.
After that, the snow-white figure disappeared under the bright moonlight.
Looking at the place where he disappeared, King Haili didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Are practitioners scary?
Not scary!
What is scary is the strong.
A strong man who can truly ignore power.
In the eyes of the strong, this heavily guarded palace is no different from a barren mountain. You can come and leave as you please.
Open and aboveboard, nothing to hide, nothing to cover up.
It is precisely because of this that it is even more frightening.
…
It's night.
A beautiful whistle sounded in the Palace of the Feather Witch King.
The sound is like the vastness of the sea, with no waves, and the tide in the distance is slowly approaching, getting closer and faster.
Afterwards, the waves surged, whitecaps rolled over the mountains, fish leaped and whales floated in the tide, and gulls flew in the wind.
Coupled with water monsters and sea monsters, a group of demons stir up the tide, and sometimes icebergs float in, and sometimes the sea of heat is boiling, all of which are extremely changeable.
After the tide recedes, the level is like a mirror, but the undercurrents on the seabed are turbulent, and dangers lurk in silent places.
Countless people in the palace couldn't help but dance and even scratch their heads and faces at such a beautiful whistle, their hearts swaying and being affected by it.
Many palace maids and chamberlains who had no cultivation level fainted in the sound of laughter, and those with lower cultivation level directly vomited blood and were seriously injured. Even if their cultivation level reached the seventh level or above, they still felt that their minds were swaying, and the true energy in their bodies was rioting. Only those who had the cultivation level of Xiantian
Or just feel a little uncomfortable.
The Feather Witch King woke up to the sound of Xiao, and suddenly felt short of breath and uneasy.
"Come on, come on!"
He exclaimed, but unfortunately no one responded.
When he noticed that the beauty beside him had fallen into a coma, his face turned pale and he fled out of the dormitory in panic.
However, along the way, the ground was full of unconscious palace maids and chambermaids. It was not until he came to the empty square that many powerful practitioners came to him.
"What's going on?"
"What's that sound about?"
He asked in panic.
"Where!"
One person pointed to the treetops in the distance and said.
Under the full moon, a figure holding a jade flute stands on the treetops. The cool night wind blows, the loose clothes are fluttering, and the messy hair is fluttering.
"Tell him to stop bragging!" King Feather Witch roared angrily.
Immediately, a dozen figures flew towards the big tree in the distance.
However, before they reached the big tree, the figure on the treetop put away the jade flute and flew away from the bright night sky like a flying giant.
"I will come again tomorrow night!"
The old voice echoed in the palace, and the Feather Witch King's face was so dark that it seemed as if a layer of ink could be scratched off.
…
early morning.
Sanmiao Palace.
The ministers entered the palace and held court discussions.
King Sanmiao sat on the throne and announced loudly: "Pass the decree to withdraw the army from Nanyuan River and no longer attack the Dali border!"
As soon as these words came out, the ministers in the palace started talking about it.
"Your Majesty, why is this?" A minister came forward and asked.
King Sanmiao glanced at him and said, "Come here, take this guy out and chop him down!"
For a moment, there was silence in the hall.
Everyone looked at King Sanmiao in disbelief.
Only a few guards outside the palace came in and grabbed the minister who was speaking.
"Your Majesty, spare your life!"
"Your Majesty, please spare your life! I will make arrangements to withdraw our troops immediately!"
The minister begged for mercy loudly and burst into tears.
When King Sanmiao heard this, his eyes lit up, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I will spare you for the time being and give you three days."
Several guards retreated, and the officials in the palace looked confused.
They all felt something was wrong, but they didn't dare to ask more questions.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall door.
"Meet the King!"
The sound of kneeling and worshiping came into the hall, and the atmosphere in the hall became even weirder.
Afterwards.
A sturdy figure came to the palace gate.
The officials in the palace looked at that figure with expressions of disbelief.
"Big King!"
"Two kings!"
The ministers looked at King Sanmiao at the entrance of the palace and at King Sanmiao sitting on the throne. They all felt incredible.
"Who are you!"
King Sanmiao at the gate of the palace pointed at King Sanmiao on the throne and shouted.
King Sanmiao on the throne murmured in a low voice: "Why did he wake up so soon! If I had known, I would have tied him up!"
He raised his head and said with a sly smile: "Haha, I went the wrong way, I'll come back another day!"
Before everyone could react, the Sanmiao King on the throne quietly disappeared, leaving behind a bundle of thatch.
…
A few days later.
night.
The melodious whistle sounded again from the Feather Witch Palace.
The Feather Witch King stood under the big tree with a dejected look on his face, a look of pleading on his face.
"Stop bragging, I beg you, stop bragging, I will do whatever you ask me to do!"
In the past few days, Xiao Xiang could be heard every night in the palace. The beautiful Xiao Xi sound was like a reminder that everyone could not feel at ease.
All the maids and chambermaids in the palace were seriously injured, and each of them fell into a coma and never woke up.
And the guards were changed every night. If they didn't change, every time the whistle sounded, the guards would be seriously injured and unable to guard the palace anymore.
For several days, the Feather Witch King's Court tried countless ways to catch this flute-playing bastard, but no matter how they searched, they couldn't find any trace, but he still came every night.
In this way, the Feather Witch King completely collapsed.
His cultivation level is not weak, but he cannot stand the torture of Xiao Sheng every night.
On the treetop, Huang Yaoshi stopped playing the flute and laughed softly: "You can do whatever I want?"
"Yeah~~"
The Feather Witch King nodded repeatedly.
Many people around him also nodded.
"withdraw troops!"
Huang Yaoshi chuckled.
"What?" King Feather Witch didn't seem to hear clearly.
"Pull back the troops that attacked Dali!" Huang Yaoshi said.
"You are from Dali!"
At this time, King Feather Witch finally knew where Huang Yaoshi came from.
"That's right!" Huang Yaoshi nodded.
The Feather Witch King was about to cry, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Would I have told you earlier that you would agree?" Huang Yaoshi said.
"I~~"
The Feather Witch King didn't know what to say for a moment.
If I had told him earlier, would he have agreed?
Probably not!
"We withdraw our troops!"
The Feather Witch King said helplessly: "Sir, please don't come again!"
He didn't want to see the person in front of him again.
Don't want to at all.
I wish I would never see the person in front of me again in this life.
"As long as we withdraw our troops, I won't come back again!" Huang Yaoshi said.
Finished.
He turned around and left without any hesitation.
Looking at his back, the Feather Witch King really wanted to cry, he felt so miserable!
However, he didn't know that there was anyone who was more miserable than him.
In the royal court of Sanmiao.
"Damn bastard, I'm going to kill him!"
In the main hall, King Sanmiao roared angrily.
Don't blame him for being angry, someone really went too far.
Ye Gucheng used force to intimidate people in the Royal Court of Haili, Huang Yaoshi tortured people with a low voice in the Royal Court of Yuwu, and Zuo Ci completely caused trouble and harmed people in the Royal Court of Sanmiao.
Possessing all kinds of changes, he can come and go freely in the palace and do whatever he wants.
Although the transformation technique he knows is just a deception, it is enough to deceive most people.
Even King Sanmiao's royal seal was taken away by him.
Nanyuanjiang's army has retreated.
Because they received the king's order.
The real royal order.
What is even more disgusting is not Wang Yin, but Zuo Ci who acts like King Sanmiao in the palace all day long.
As for what to do!
Ahem!
There is nothing that cannot be seen.
Zuo Ci is also a highly accomplished person, so how could he do some immoral things?
"Your Majesty, do you want to send someone to take back Cheng's life?"
A minister stood up and asked.
They have received the news and the army has begun to retreat.
But now it's too late to take it back.
King Sanmiao's face turned green and white for a while, and finally he sat down on the chair in despair and said dullly: "Forget it!"
"The countries in the Western Region have been defeated, and the Royal Court of Haili has withdrawn its troops. It's time for us to withdraw too!"
He felt very tired now, firstly because of the changes in the situation, and secondly because of Zuo Ci's disaster.
The ministers in the palace looked at each other in shock, and no one spoke again.
"Oh, it would have been better if it had been like this earlier. It would be easier for me, the poor fellow!"
At this moment, an old voice sounded in the hall.
Among the ministers, an inconspicuous-looking minister walked out of the queue and gave King Sanmiao a playful smile.
King Sanmiao pointed at him, his mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.
The blindness was gone, and Zuo Ci revealed his true face.
A face full of kindness didn't seem so annoying, but in the eyes of King Sanmiao and the officials in the palace, this old guy was the most hateful person in the world.
"Goodbye, poor man!"
Zuo Ci bowed and slowly exited the hall.
King Sanmiao's face was ashen, and his lips moved slightly, but in the end he did not say the words that left Zuo Ci behind.
I can't afford it!
Really can't afford it!
If Zuo Ci is allowed to continue to stay here, there's no telling how many jokes he, the King of Sanmiao, will make.
It’s just a joke, the point is that it brings disaster to the country and the people!
Zuo Ci left like this, and the Sanmiao Royal Court army retreated like this.