Sha Po Lang

The faster the main pipe walked, almost all the way back to its own tent, burning purple gold aftertaste past, Beijiang still cold, but the main pipe ran out of a brain door hot sweat, had to wipe while walking, wiping a sleeve.

He retreated heavily from the female slave who was going to serve in front of him, prompting her not to disturb herself and walked into the tent of three heavy doors.

The chief supervisor carefully searched all over the place to make sure there were no idle people nearby, so he closed the door together and took a breath of relief and walked indoors.

At this point, a sudden voice came out of nowhere: "What do you think? ”

The main pipe suddenly couldn't prevent it. He shook up in his own home. His limbs clearly twitched. He stood at the door with his eyes closed. He felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

It was not until a familiar aristocratic old woman revealed half her face from the dimly lit room that he took a hard breath, returned to his place, waved skeptically and walked into the house with the old woman.

The North is just a short day and night, and the lights are shining, but the house has to cover its windows and sit around an old steam lamp in the dark. Several families with heads in the XVIII Tribal Alliance sent representatives, one man and one woman and two Dalians, who were seated separately from them.

Even the two men dressed with eighteen tribes can see the identity of the Daliang in face. Even the noblemen can see the roughness of life.

These two are Cao Chunhua and Chen Qinghua. Together, they did not go to great lengths to conceal their identities. After crossing the border, they used several lines previously left by Cao Chunhua to hook up with some nobles of the eighteen tribes, claiming that they were the armistice messengers sent by Daliang Beijiang Garrison. While fighting up and down, they asked them to introduce Wolf King Calais.

The more generous they were, the more generous they were, the more Cao Chunhua knew that no one would introduce them - in the eyes of these barbarian aristocrats, they were probably already rocking the money tree, and once the madman was caught by Calais, the rocking money tree was likely to be uprooted.

While expressing their desire to see Calais fluorescently in search of death “urgently", they circled among these floating eighteen tribes, relying on Cao Chunhua's three inches of unscrupulous tongue to see people speak and ghost talk. Less than a month later, these nobles have dared to sit together and secretly talk about the Wolf King.

At the same time, after a few night visits, Chen Qinghuo roughly figured out the guards of Wolf King's Tent. It was at this time that the net was closing.

Someone poured a bowl of horse's milk wine to the main pipe that came in from the outside. The main pipe took over with both hands. He couldn't help but shake his hands and breathed down, which made him feel alive.

He sat on his back and lowered his voice: “Forget it, even the prince was beaten, Wolf King iron heart, and he had to do it. ”

Cao Chunhua said innocently: “The imperial court has sent a messenger down south, and now the armistice is over there. It will be of no use to us to fight again. Why didn't the chief executive reach this? ”

The chief executive was really struggling to talk, the whole person seemed to have leaked water, raised his hands and sweated his head: “Little brother, if I say this today, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for me. ”

Eighteen tribal aristocrats in one water were silent, Cao Chunhua shook his head and said slowly: “Then there is no way, let me be honest, let us all gather together today with stakeholders, because we recently received a letter from Gu Shuai, accusing the two of me of being unfavourable, saying that if we do not see any more results, he will launch a forceful attack, we are nothing, great to go back to training, fine two months salary, but I know that you must all be unwilling to wage war. ”

The Great Superintendent's face became a large bitter melon.

At this point, Chen said softly: “Let's go, we tried our best. ”

Chen Qingfu has an unquestionable temperament. Forget it, he can always make a hammer when he opens his mouth. Rumor has it, Cao Chunhua hasn't had time to react. Once he has done so, the Northern nobility has blown up. The old lady sitting at the top hurried and grabbed her sleeve: "Wait! ”

Chen gently glanced at her.

The wrinkles on the old woman's face twisted a few times, twisted out a witchy charm, and laughed: “Girl, allow us to do something for a few more days. My king is a bit self-serving, but I'm at least his elder. I'll go talk about it, you won't be in a hurry. ”

“Madam, it's not that we don't make sense," Cao Chunhua sighed briefly. “We were also ordered to act, and we dared not make our own claims. ”

Chen Qingfu pulled out his sleeve and said faintly: “If the Wolf King is determined to fight this war for his own personal revenge, it probably won't be useful for Lady to say it. Instead, fire her torso, I don't think it's necessary. ”

That phrase has been stabbed in the hearts of everyone here.

When several tribal leaders joined forces in the rebellion a while ago, they wrote about Calais's enchantment of early years and the intense relationship between the goddess. The goddess has been dead for more than 20 years. Is there any undeclarable relationship between Nagalais and the goddess? To date, there is no evidence. However, once the seeds of doubt have been planted, where is it so easy to pull them out?

Calais Fluorescent has been inciting people to work for him with "deep blood sea vengeance” and “shame and humiliation”, but "good scar forget pain” is the inferior root of mortal people, he may be able to incite a temporary bloodbath, until supplies are unsustainable, when hunger becomes a problem, can “shame and humiliation” more than 20 years ago be more painful than starving children?

If a person has been dead for so many years and haunts the tribe like a ghost, and brings only war is bloodshed, is she a pure goddess of eternity or a demon monster who cheats the name of the world?

After finishing his speech, Chen ignored the various northern barbarians. He understated the location and walked out with Cao Chunhua one after another.

After seeing that they decided not to accommodate their ideas, the old woman in the north suddenly made up her mind to knock the walking cane on the ground: “From now on, for a maximum of two days, please drag your envoy for us for two days. My old lady has lived for more than seventy years, so she will guarantee this age. Two days from now, she will surely give you an account! ”

The old woman had a high middle class. The Wolf King wanted to call her an aunt. She opened her mouth and no one objected in public for a moment. Only the boss with a bitter heart moved his lip and was stared back by an old woman with a sharp white eye.

Cao Chunhua and Chen looked at each other lightly. He frowned for half a day and was reluctant to say: “Well... since it was Lady" Hongxia's promise, we had to try it. We waited for your good news and said goodbye. ”

When the two outsiders left through the secret passage of the back door, a room of northern barbarian nobility blew up the pot.

The chief executive said to Lady Hongxia without tears: "Grandmother, is it you who didn't hear me? Wang Tie's heart is going to fight this battle, even the Prince has fought it, look at my side... that's it... Wang's original words is to dig purple gold without it, not enough supplies to make the corpses and let you all pay! ”

Lady Hongxia had not had time to speak. A middle-aged man had spoken voluntarily: “Why is he still dreaming of his spring and autumn dreams? Do you want to hit Nakahara with the Brazilian Iron Camp line, or do you want to wait for the Western monkeys to give it to you? We've been preparing for 20 years, gathering 100,000 warriors, countless firefighter steel armor, pointy dry food and meat dried, and working with the East, West, North and South at the same time, we can't really set foot in Nakahara! He's still having these dreams. Why? Hungry? I don't think our bone marrow will fill his appetite! ”

His voice was like a mountain song howling at the time of sheep's release. The bell was ringing without a cover. Several people immediately appeared frightened and urged him to behave cautiously as a middle-aged man.

The angry middle-aged man sat down with a smile: “Granny San, I don't think you can keep your promises this time. Don't say that you are immune to relying on old people for old age. Even if you throw yourself up and hang yourself, the Kalai lunatic won't lift his eyelids. ”

Lady Hongxia lifted her dry eyelids and slammed the cane to the side: “Shut up, useless things, what use is it to scream in the house! ”

The middle-aged man grunted angrily.

Lady Hongxia was immobile, and her lean hands as chicken claws revealed several old roots, then she slowly said: “The Wolf King left a hand last time and cleaned up several tribal leaders. Do you think he still has a second hand? ”

The silence in the room was all frightened by the old woman and stone, who shook and shuddered for a long time: “Three or three mothers, the blood under the wolf flag... but nothing has been done yet. ”

“What difference does it make between resisting and dying and slowly being dragged to death?” The old lady's humble voice sounded in silence, "Your ancestors were bleeding wolves, and now they are all domesticated as dogs? Or would you rather watch your wives and children starve to death, die in battle, live long and steal for months? ”

She raised her head slowly, her cloudy eyes swept through the barbarian noblemen with ghost births, and saw some of them in their faces. Some of them thought, some of them looked skeptical, some of them were wary and frightened, and smiled coldly. "I know you're not one heart, some of you may already be counting out this room and betraying my wife to Calais. Let me put it this way, cowards, if we succeed this time, we'll save your lives. It's no harm to you, it's no harm to you, it's failure, it won't get you out of the way —— but it will keep in mind the rats who are going out to snitch. Do you think Calais's a bad planet of fluorescence that will miss you, or do you think you and our old things are too close, suspicious? ”

The middle-aged man who had just filled in his anger jumped up and said, "You're right, Granny Three, I'm with you! ”

Throughout the years, the nobles of the eighteen tribes were overwhelmed by Calais, who hated him and feared his policy of high pressure. At this time, a number of outraged people followed suit.

Lady Hongxia turned to the chief executive: “We don't want to break the sky and rely on the chief executive. ”

The chief supervisor held his eyes in front of the crowd and sat like an evaporator for a moment, steaming water and steam all over the room where the sun was gone. Finally, he bit his teeth and slapped his thigh: “Granny San commands! ”

When the country is in danger, there must be bloody conflict in the pattern of power - whether it be the beam, the Sirius 18 tribe… Even the foreigners trapped in Gangnam cannot escape this poor and changing situation, among which there is a very dangerous, 100% encounter, one step forward is the prosperity of the country, and the backward step may be the genocide.

At this time, a surge of dark tide spread among the eighteen northern tribes, the nobles themselves to organize the forces not to mention.

The next night, a swallow-like shadow climbed onto the observation tower of the eighteen tribes - which was also funded by foreigners and was first repaired here by foreigners, and now the Westerners are overwhelmed. Most of the lights on the observation tower have failed, leaving essentially a set up role.

The guard on the tower had been quietly put down, and the person on the lookout tower showed his face in the moonlight. That was actually a small, silent servant in charge of the ledge. He was agile all the way to the top of the tower, and someone was waiting up there.

“Jiayou" stood still, wiping his face, revealing a ever-changing Cao Chunhua.

"'Clearly,' said Cao Chunhua, 'the chief administrator put something of Anshen in Calais's fluorescent medicine. ”

Chen Qiaofu: “Didn't you want to poison him directly? ”

“It's not that easy," said Cao Chunhua, "Calais is a voodoo poison to everyone. One might blow the snake, but it's an Anshen medicine. He usually prepares some occasionally, even if he finds out, it's not easy to suspect. The guardians of the King's Book have families of all your names, and these men have commanded that they intend to do it at night, unwittingly, as little as possible not to spook Calais, to let him die in the bed, silently, tomorrow morning to take over the throne of the Prince. Once we're sure Gale's medication is in the entrance, the chief executive will call it the Nightingale, and we'll just wait —— did the handsome notify you? ”

Chen Qingxue's fingers flashed with a silver-light ball in the middle. It was the flare Shen Yi gave her. This little thing was hidden in her sleeve all of a sudden, she suddenly had to take it out and use it.

Cao Chunhua did not know many of these thoughts, but was just saddened: “A generation of heroes, the people under him want to create his opposite. He doesn't even want to hear a last word. What does this say? ”

“Too embarrassing for him," Chen Qinghua stood on the lookout tower, looking in the direction of the king's tent through a thousand miles of eyes on the nose beam, “I haven't asked, how the hell did you get Lady Hongxia to take this lead? ”

“Lady Hongxia's son died on the battlefield," Cao Chunhua put her hair behind her ears and said carelessly, "Just leave her a grandson, his grandson is almost sixteen years old. Nagarai is vicious, stipulates that all boys over the age of sixteen in the aristocratic family must join the army. I saw her son several times before when I snuck into the Barbarian tribe, pinched a face of the ghost the other night, visited his mother for him... may not look like him, but the black light blindly, her old eyes fainted, also mixed over. I cried with her headache and just said that I couldn't bear to take the old path of his father... Look, my orbit hasn't swelled yet. I've been covering my eyes for two days. Miss Chen, do you have any swelling medicine? ”

Chen Qingfu: “...”

Cao Chunhua shook her head and pitied herself to the moon: “How many tears have I shed against others' faces? Alas, this is really...”

Chen Qiaofu: "Shh - do you hear me? ”

In the cold of the night, a few sharp nightingales burst out of nowhere, and the chief piper did it!

Chen gently pushed open the window of the lookout tower, an almost invisible thread from her fingertips, drooped from the tower, just enough to borrow her toes a little.

Cao Chunhua stroked a tiny pot of purple gold from his arms and poured it straight down from the height onto the observation tower, making the appearance of an oil leak in the tower, and Liso was in the spot. The fierce fire really dragon-like winds down, instantly the observation tower mirrors daylight, Chen gently flocked while the observation tower fired, bouncing the signal bullet in his hand in the height, the signal bullet straight up and down in two, splitting a lightning white light - the white light is very special, the nearby view is not dazzling, easily covered by the purple gold fire, only in the distance can the penetrating beam be discerned.

Shen Yi, who had been ambushed for a long time, saw it from a thousand miles of eyes and jumped: “Handsome, let's go! ”

Gu Qiang shouted a long whistle, as if it were a bat in the night, swiftly swept over, only heard the wind and disappeared.

Shen Yi couldn't wait to follow him out. He remembered something and turned back. "Zi Yi, you only came back from Jiangnan yesterday. Can't take a break? ”

Gu Qiu stunned and laughed. “Oh, my God, how did you grow this endless heart? Don't worry about me, watch Miss Chan go —— don't worry, watch Calais lure the son of a bitch to the end of the road, it works better than any magic potion. ”

And the voodoo mystery hidden by the old madman. Gu Zheng didn't dare to say it in his mouth, he didn't dare to look forward to it, but he still wanted to come and see for himself.

What if?

“In case Urbone really understands,” Gu Zheng reticently thought, “I will go to the Protector Temple to shower incense on the bald donkeys. ”

Chen Qingfu did nothing wrong. He disappeared immediately after landing. The rebels of the 18 tribes tried to silence Calais, but she didn't want him to have any last words - otherwise who would the voodoo mystery be looking for?

Cao Chunhuaben followed him so hard that he ran halfway there, and suddenly heard the whistling sound of the white rainbow bowstring.

Cao Chunhua glanced up and saw the light rising from the south, knowing that the Xuan Tie camp had arrived, I'm afraid it won't take long to break directly into the North Barbarian defense line. And just for a moment, Chen Qiaofeng's shadow is gone.

The guard of the Wolf King's Book appeared to be loose even though it was normal. On that night, half the people went into a conspiracy trick. She didn't have much effort to get in. After falling behind the Wolf King's flag, she let a handful of them run to the rebels with swords and guns, and then fell down softly, and God unwittingly dressed behind them.

While the rebels proceeded unprotectedly to the main account, Chen Lightly noticed something along the way - she knew there would be fewer guards in Wolf King's account that night, but there was no reason for so much less.

Chen Qingxuan tightened his heart and the knife slipped into his hand.

And by then, the rebels had arrived at Calais's lucid king's account.

Suddenly there was a slight chirp in the air, only to see the ventilated main account open four doors, countless bows and arrows and cannons coming out the window door, while the ambushed guards and hundreds of barbarian soldiers would be surrounded from behind, blocking the defenceless rebels in the middle.