The Osawada family is also a first-class famous family in Qi State.
However, this is in the army, under the tent of Chongxuan Chu Liang.
Regardless of his background in the military, Chongxuan Chu Liang is not a person who cares about his background.
Tian Antai knew very well that if Chongxuan Chu Liang wanted to kill him, he would not even have a chance to resist. It is even less likely that anyone will stand up for him.
At this moment, he regretted so much that he wanted to cut out his tongue.
It is indeed relying on the Tian family's momentum, and they are used to showing off on weekdays. I thought nothing would happen if I just said a few words. But I actually forgot whose military camp this was and who the commander in front of me was!
This is a brutal massacre!
Chongxuan Chu Liang remained silent until Tian Antai started to tremble, and then he said, "Who do you think Yang Jiande is?"
"For so many years of keeping a low profile and obeying everything, do you really think he is a tiger with its teeth pulled out?"
"Back in Xianyue Valley, he was the one who almost planted his flag and fought with me for his life!"
All the generals in the tent looked at each other in shock. No one thought that Yang Jiande was so reckless back then and dared to raise his flag with Ji Tu.
"Let me go to Yangting to accept surrender. How to go? Should I go alone or with a large army? If I raise a large army, go deep into Yangguo, and surround Hengcheng with soldiers, then what difference does it make whether they surrender or not? If you don't trust others, why should they trust you? Besides, if you go deep into the Kingdom of Yang alone, you won't be afraid of having your pockets pierced, regardless of the plague?"
"Or let me go to the meeting alone to show my bravery?" Chongxuan Chu Liang sneered: "If I dare to take credit and go alone, Yang Jiande will dare to surround me and kill me on the spot! Heroism is bravery, It’s true that his life is gone.”
"Tian Antai." Chongxuan Chu Liang leaned over in his commanding position: "Does Mr. Tian want to kill me?"
"Absolutely! Absolutely! Never have such intention!" Tian Antai was so frightened that he could not speak coherently. He just kowtowed desperately, making the ground bang.
The Tian family has been in the limelight in recent years. Chu Liang, Chongxuan, wanted to say something more and hammered away, but suddenly stopped.
He stood up directly, stepped out of the handsome tent, looked into the distance, and said coldly: "Here he comes!"
This sound was very short and rapid, like a murderous knife being broken from its sheath, and murderous intent burst out in an instant.
The soldiers guarding the tent followed his line of sight and judged that it was in the direction of Chiwei County of Yang State.
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Akao County.
Ripples suddenly rippled over the wasteland where the snake-bone-faced man died.
White bones emerged from the void one after another, intertwined and connected with each other, and quickly formed two dragon skeletons, as if they were alive, and soul fire suddenly erupted in the eye sockets of the skeletons.
The two bone dragons opened their teeth and claws, biting each other's tails, forming a circle.
The dim light in the circle rotates, faintly leading to a mysterious space.
Then from the dim light, a young man wearing linen robes came out.
This man's appearance is neither handsome nor ugly.
He stood there as if he was the center of the world. This strong sense of presence made people ignore his appearance without realizing it.
There was only one pair of eyes that couldn't be avoided. One looked indifferent and ruthless, while the other looked calm and profound.
After he walked out of the dim light, he glanced at the ground casually, his face expressionless. That was the position where the snake-bone-faced man was when he died.
And from behind him, Lu Yan, the one with the dragon bone face, the one with the monkey bone face, and the one with the rabbit bone face stepped out of the dim light one after another.
When Zhang Linchuan killed Wei Yan and Shen Nanqi in Maplewood City, he also opened a bone door. But the Bone Gate that bites with these two bone dragons is not on the same level at all.
At that time, the bone door was used to communicate with the spirit of the netherworld, pave the battlefield, and increase the power of his Taoism.
But the White Bone Gate now opened by the Holy Master of the White Bone Dao himself takes advantage of the Netherworld, penetrates tens of thousands of miles, and goes straight from the Bone Palace to the Yang Realm.
Its principle is similar to the White Bone Escape Technique, but it is much more subtle.
And its beacon is naturally the plague bell that collapsed here.
"Go." The Holy Master of the White Bone Path said in a dull tone: "Do your best to create chaos and buy time for me to refine the incarnation of the plague."
Everyone made the same gesture together, folded their ring and tail fingers, placed their thumb, index and middle fingers in a triangle shape over their hearts, and chanted softly: "At the bottom of the Forgotten River, there is the abyss of the underworld. The god returns to the world, and the candle shines on the world!"
After reciting, Lu Yanjie smiled strangely and left first.
But Dragon Bone Face looked at Rabbit Face: "Where did Pig Face die?"
Zhang Linchuan was not present. Rabbit Face shrank and said, "It seems...it seems to be in Jiacheng City."
"like?"
"It is indeed in Jiacheng." Rabbit Face swallowed to relieve his nervousness.
As the de facto strongest among the Twelve Bone Faces, even though Dragon Face doesn't appear often, every facet user can't get rid of their fear of him.
Especially since the group "Twelve Bone Faces of the White Bone Way" has long been divided, and Rabbit Face is already a member of Zhang Linchuan's faction, it is inevitable that he will show more fear towards Long Face.
The dragon-bone-faced man said directly: "Lead the way."
Then he turned to the monkey face and said, "You come too."
Rabbit Face didn't dare to refuse, and Monkey Face just shrugged, looking very indifferent.
From the beginning to the end, the Holy Lord of the Bone Path did not interfere with their actions, letting them decide where to go and what to do.
After these people had left, he faced the Bone Gate in the sky and said indifferently: "The envoy is optimistic about the underground palace. Don't leave without permission. You can welcome me at any time."
From the other end of the White Bone Gate, Zhang Linchuan's respectful voice came: "I will obey the holy orders."
Allowing Zhang Linchuan, who planned the plague and selected the location, to stay in the White Bones Underground Palace and bring out the elder Lu Yan was not to say that the Holy Master of the White Bones Dao did not trust his followers, but it was just the instinctive caution of the superiors, a simple check and balance.
After giving the instructions, the Holy Master raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The sky was bright, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.
He had anticipated the dangers of this trip, but He didn't care.
No matter when a plague ravages a country, it is unacceptable in the world.
This body is very useful, very useful. There's just a little problem that needs to be solved. It will be solved soon.
It's well worth the risk.
He moved like a man who has not been home for a long time, walking with nostalgia.
It is humiliating to say that He has been in the world in the body of Daozi for a long time, but he has rarely left the Bones Underground Palace.
Emperor Zhuang and Du Ruhui's pursuit of the White Bone Path has never stopped, and he even has to hide his own existence, which can be called a last resort!
Fortunately, it will be solved soon. It won't have to be like this in the future.
In this country, the national spirit has been dissipated and the people's morale is in chaos.
He could feel that the air of plague was moving and wandering around through each carrier.
The epidemic will devour the living, and death itself will intensify the epidemic.
He walked and felt completely satisfied with every breath he took.
The body is adapting bit by bit and being recast bit by bit. The soul that had been fighting for control with him and never gave up was finally loose.
It's a pity...it's not that perfect.
He thought of the young man he saw through the fragments of the plague bell that day. Unfortunately, the power was still gathering in the air at that time, so the young man ran away without looking back.
"Damn it..." He thought lightly.
But there is really no emotion like resentment in my heart.
In the long river of life, this is really a trivial matter.
Lewen
