"Kill me, kill me, otherwise, you will regret it."
Huang Ming didn't say a word, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but his eyes were calm, and he didn't seem to be desperate.
But Zhou Ji was screaming crazily in order to die quickly.
"Could it be that you have some means to use your own death to remind Huang Feihu that everything has failed?"
Yang Lin knelt down and looked at Zhou Ji with interest.
Zhou Ji, whose cultivation was crippled and whose hands and feet were cut off, looked very embarrassed and his eyes were crazy, but he could no longer scare anyone.
Under Yang Lin's expression of watching a show, he finally couldn't scream.
"How did you guess that?"
"Are you still guessing?" Yang Lin sneered, "I can see clearly how you tried so hard to rush outside the palace earlier.
Knowing that there is no way to escape under my seventy-two swordsmen, I don't want to fight to save a few lives, but I want to break out. This is not like the normal level of a fierce general.
Even though General Zhou behaved more recklessly, General Huang was too resourceful and decisive to make such a big mistake. You know, in desperate situations, people often fight to the death. There is still hope and they want to escape intact. It's basically a luxury.
In this way, your behavior of trying to escape from the hall is very suspicious. It is nothing more than trying to release information and notify someone or some force that something has happened. "
Speaking of which.
Huang Ming's expression finally changed.
Including Zhou Ji, their eyes turned gray.
Because at the same moment when their cultivation was abolished, they found that they could not muster any strength. Even if they wanted to commit suicide, they could not do anything except talk and roar.
Aunt Xue walked up with surprise on her face and asked urgently: "I just want to know who attacked us in Xishan that day, causing us two serious injuries and almost dying. Is it you two?"
In fact, when she was in the Huang Mansion, Aunt Xue had discussed with Yang Lin that it was probably someone from the Huang Mansion who had done it. However, she still had some hope after all and couldn't believe that Huang Feihu would be so ruthless. King Wu Cheng also has a relatively good reputation. No matter what happens, he will not do anything too extreme.
But if it is Jia or Huang Tianhua, it is very possible.
Now, it has been verified.
I just want to ask for an explanation.
"You have all guessed it, and you still ask why this is done? There is still power secretly in the Huang Mansion, and it is in the hands of the eldest son. Of course, it is not just us who are generals on the surface. I only regret that the assassination that day was not ours. He did it himself and did not kill him on the spot, thus giving us wrong information.
If I had known that the Third Young Master had such extraordinary skills, I would not have been so careless in this trip, and I would have been more prepared. "
Huang Ming sighed, already accepting his fate.
No longer struggling in vain, he found that the third young master in front of him seemed to be much more powerful than he imagined. Both his mind and strength were unfathomable. The two of them did not stir up any trouble in front of him. , all the plans are clearly seen.
How to play this?
Qiu Yan walked over with a complex expression on his face and said bitterly: "It turns out that Tianhao, you were so dangerous in the Huang Mansion that you were assassinated by those people and almost died. I have long seen that Huang Feihu's pretty face is nothing, but I didn't expect it. Oh, he turned out to be such a person...my poor little sister."
"By the grace of Pangu, after all, there is a character in our Qiu family. Perhaps it was my little sister's blessing from heaven that prevented the traitor from succeeding."
After experiencing ups and downs, Qiu Yan's mood seemed to be greatly affected.
Turning to look at Yang Lin: "Qingmu Department, it seems that it is difficult to be alone. I wonder, Hao'er, what are your plans? Are you going to fight to the death with Dashang and throw yourself into the royal court, or..."
This stone-like patriarch feels a little tired. In fact, he just wants to live a peaceful hunting life and let the people of the tribe live a stable and prosperous life. He has no ambitions.
Fighting is the least interesting thing to him.
However, in the wild jungle, if you don't hit others, others will hit you. It is actually very difficult to stay calm unless you have the strength that others cannot afford to offend.
Otherwise, sooner or later, we will be dragged into the quagmire of war.
In the past, he could see this clearly, but he was unable to do anything about it. He kept guarding and could not see any way out. But now, he felt that there was hope. His nephew was so powerful that he might be more suitable to lead Aokibe to find a way out. This made his original thoughts more determined.
Seventy-two swordsmen, although I don’t know how to summon such a powerful team, but no matter how the strength is obtained, even if he is not strong himself, with these seventy-two swords alone, Among these tribes in the west of the wilderness, they can be regarded as a powerful force.
After all, not every Dongyi tribe can deal with two powerful late-stage True Immortal masters without any damage.
At least, Aokibe's original strength is far inferior.
"This matter is not urgent. After I take down all the enemies and put down the Aokibe rebellion, we can decide where to go."
Yang Lin shook his head.
"What enemy?"
Qiu Yan was confused.
Then, I saw the misty light shield, exploded with a bang, and the hall collapsed at the same time. A huge snake head covered the sky like a dark cloud, blocking the blazing sunshine outside.
If you follow the snake's eyes and look back, you can see the huge snake body that is circling for miles, as well as the dark scales that reflect light on the snake body.
"Black Water Black Snake!"
Qiu Yan's pupils tightened and he exclaimed: "The Blackwater Tribe, we don't offend the river, but we actually attack the Aoki Tribe. No, the mountain guarding formation can restrain snakes. It is difficult to attack this ferocious beast. Who is it?"
He reacted immediately, glanced downwards, and saw a group of tribal warriors lying around. Most of them turned black and fainted. There were a small number of people with blood stains on their bodies, obviously they had been bitten by wild beasts and had lost the power to resist.
But next to the wounded who were lying down and screaming, there was a tall man with his hands folded, and dozens of warriors standing behind him, looking at him coldly.
"Akino?"
Qiu Yan said two words from between his teeth.
He still didn't understand the scene in front of him. He was fighting against the generals of Dashang in the palace, but there was also a fire in the backyard. Qiuye actually attracted foreign enemies, and instead of attacking the mask of light to save people, he attacked his own tribe.
Next to Qiuye stood a middle-aged man with snake-like eyes. He recognized him as the priest of the Blackwater Tribe and one of the two masters of the Blackwater Tribe next door.
Next to the priest stood a silver-eyed young man who was dressed luxuriously and had a flame pattern between his eyebrows.
With fire-marked silver eyes, no need to ask, this is a direct member of the Shaohao tribe of the Dongyi Royal Court. Their people have also come over, and it is understandable that Qiuye and the Heishui tribe are colluding.
It was the royal court who pulled the strings and reached a consensus.
This was a prepared rebellion, not a sudden one.
However, it was a coincidence that he got together with the big businessman.
"Father, you are old and can't see the situation clearly. However, there are many people in the tribe who are as stubborn as you. They just want to live a stable life. Even more ridiculously, they want to negotiate with the enemy and rebel against the royal court. This It’s the way to death.”
Qiu Ye looked at Qiu Yan with cold eyes, his breath was cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.
"I have treated you well. I rescued you from the mouth of a wild beast, adopted you as my adopted son, and taught you how to practice. Over the years, I have treated you like my own son. Even if you have your own thoughts, you can always say so. Why do you want to attract outsiders to plot against your headquarters?"
Qiu Yan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, covering his chest and shaking. He was so angry.
Totally unexpected.
The adopted son he had cultivated so hard turned out to be rebellious. This kind of blow was too severe for a tribal leader with a straight heart.
"Treat me well, haha, it makes no sense to say this. Aren't you still thinking of passing on the position of tribal leader to your nephew? My adopted son is an outsider after all, and relatives and blood are your adopted father. If you value me, don't put gold on your face, and don't talk too much nonsense. Next year today, I will give you a good incense, my adoptive father. That's enough fun.
Also, there is no point in stalling for time. The priest mother-in-law, I presented her with the Golden Pattern Secret Manual last night... You know, she has been studying the power of the great witch. After immersing herself in the secret manual, she closed her five senses and worked hard. Enlightenment, I couldn’t wake up for ten days and a half. Even if the mountain is sunk, she won't know it, so don't think that she will come to the rescue with a sun-shooting bow, even though she can only use her remaining life to use that blow. "
