After the immortal disappeared

Two red lights flashed across He Lingchuan's body, and the amulet in his arms snapped.

Neither of the two amulets could withstand Wan Qisong's violent blow!

Done, successful!

Wanqisong was so excited that he shouted loudly: "He Lingchuan is dead, He Lingchuan is dead!"

The sound continued for miles.

He had used so much force that the head rolled onto the road, dragging blood all over the ground.

The head was only half a step away from the grass. Although it was stained with some mud, under the bright light of the street lamp, Wan Qisong and Wang Xiang, who was approaching, could still see his facial features clearly.

With a horrified look on his face and a look of death in silence, he is indeed the Lord of He Island!

Wan Qinsong jumped over and grabbed the head from the ground. He looked carefully at the white light of the street lamp. There was no doubt that it was He Lingchuan. He couldn't help laughing and casually tied the head to the side of his belt.

Qiu Hu happened to make a gap in the encirclement. When he saw this, he shouted "Lord" and fired his spear!

Wan Qisong dodged and avoided.

Yang Shanren fired several arrows one after another, but he blocked them all.

Qiu Hu picked up two Bailong men and rode towards him, slashing him in the face with a knife.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged a few moves.

During the battle, Wan Qisong suddenly felt a light on his waist. He looked down in the middle of his busy schedule and saw a little monkey wearing a hat jumped out of nowhere. He snatched the head from his waist and held it in his arms. He then crawled back in with a cry. The bushes disappeared behind the thick shadows in the blink of an eye.

Wan Qisong has also seen this monkey. It seems to be the medicine monkey next to He Lingchuan?

It took away the head, and other benefactors took away the body. Qiu Hu made two feints, then rode away.

Wan Qinsong laughed: "Your master is gone, why don't Qiu Da surrender to me? I will also let you be the leading general!"

Qiu Hu's face was gloomy, he just pulled back his spear, turned back on his horse and left: "Go back to the hot spring house, quickly!"

The island owner is dead, he is the backbone and supreme commander, and the Yangshan Guards immediately followed.

The Bailong people followed him for more than ten feet and then stopped. With the main target dead, their offensive was no longer as ferocious as before. Wan Qinsong's mind was clear: "Set the command arrow, let's go to the dock!"

His subordinates asked him: "Aren't we going after the hot spring house?"

"What's the hurry?" The hot spring house has high walls, guards, and hundreds of elite officials from Mou State. Don't provoke them for the time being, and just stick to the original plan. "Let's go, let's occupy the dock and Ding Lake first."

The important buildings on Sodin Island are all near the pier. The Bailong people occupied them first. They turned back to gather their troops before considering the small hot spring building.

He didn’t want to offend the Imperial Master of Mou State.

He Lingchuan is dead, so it shouldn't be difficult to capture the entire island.

Who can’t be the owner of this island? He Lingchuan's old subordinates had no determination or necessity to resist.

Wan Qisongzhi waved his hand proudly, and the Bailong elite marched along Qingyun Road to the dock.

Wang Xiang from Bejia stayed and cast spells calmly to report all the major changes here to Yu Zecheng.

He held a round mirror in his hand, and the mirror was covered with mist, like a bathroom mirror after a hot bath.

Interestingly, rainwater will not fall on the mirror and will be separated by an invisible barrier.

Wang Xiang stretched out his fingers to write on the mirror.

The writing here will turn into jade and water stains on the tray in the blink of an eye.

Right at the scene of the battle, on top of the fluorescent spores that served as street lights, squatted a small eyeball spider, its big round eyes pointing directly downwards.

It can see the words written by Wang Xiang on the mirror:

Wan Qinsong beheaded He Xiao and rushed to the dock.

After writing, the mirror surface quickly became dense.

Wang Xiang stood there holding the mirror, waiting for the next instruction.

After just a few breaths, two words appeared on the mirror:

Are you sure?

This is a question from Yu Zecheng.

This kind of mirror transmission has the advantage of being stealthy and fast, but the effective distance is less than fifteen miles.

Wang Xiang’s handwriting:

I saw with my own eyes that Wan Qisong tied the head around his waist and was later snatched back by the opponent.

After a while, the mirror stopped writing on its own, presumably because Yu Zecheng had no new instructions. Wang Xiang then put away the round mirror and strode towards the Bailong people.

But he had only run more than ten feet when two arrows suddenly shot out from the roadside.

Wang Xiang hurriedly dodged, but saw a few more black shadows in front of him. He hurriedly fought back, but his lower back suddenly felt numb, as if he had been stung by something, and his body went numb. Then, a fist as big as a sand bowl appeared in the field of vision...

This battle ended extremely quickly.

The attacker dragged him into the dark forest by the roadside, took out the mirror from his arms, and looked at it carefully.

The blood on the road miraculously disappeared.

…

Inside Nuanxiangzhai.

The water stains on the tray had long since melted away, but Yu Zecheng was still staring at it in a daze.

He Xiao is dead?

Is He Xiao dead just like that?

He Xiao, who once stirred up trouble in Lingxu City with Prince Chiyan and was able to escape safely, died at the hands of a reckless man tonight?

Just now, Bailong people were having internal strife, and Yu Zecheng felt that this matter was going to be dirty. Wan Qifeng took away the main force, leaving Wan Qisong and more than 100 people to really threaten He Xiao?

It's just a temporary try if you have to let go. Anyway, you have nothing to lose.

But then Wang Xiang told him that it was really possible.

When He Xiao was beheaded, Wang Xiang was on the side and saw it with his own eyes.

This is really a turn of events.

The good news was delivered to the door. Yu Zecheng pressed his temples and suddenly laughed.

Just as his confidant was adding wine to the pot, he saw the secret report of water stains and couldn't help but whisper: "Sir, could He Xiao cheat his death?"

"If He Xiao is cheating and wants to lure us into action, the best way is to pretend to be seriously injured and retreat instead of being beheaded. This operation is easier and safer."

If the news from Wang Xiang was that He Lingchuan was seriously injured or unconscious in an ambush, Yu Zecheng would not consider taking action at all.

That's blatantly cheating death.

Can that kind of insincere trick be deceived by Yu Zecheng?

"It's very difficult to make a U-turn and still fake death." Yu Zecheng leaned back, "When I think about it these days, I really remember Wan Qisong. He was also a fierce general in Yaguo, known as the beheading maniac. It is said that there are more than 200 heads."

He glanced at his confidant: "Do you know why they like to behead people?"

This reason cannot be simply summarized as murderous.

"Calculating military merit?" Confidants have also heard of the Yaguo tribe's method of calculating military merit.

"More than that." Yu Zecheng chuckled, "There are magical powers and secret techniques in the world that are said to be able to bring the dead back to life, but it cannot be done without a head; and if the opponent uses secret techniques such as scapegoating puppets, the head will not be lost with a single blow. . So whether the enemy is dead or alive can be seen by beheading him with one sword."

The scapegoat puppet took effect, and the master was saved from death, so of course he would not lose his head. On the other hand, if He Xiao's head was chopped off, there was no need for the scapegoat puppet.

"To say the least, no matter how careless Wan Qisong is, his killing touch will never be wrong. Besides, he has placed the head on his waist, which shows that he has confirmed it."

To sum up, He Xiao is probably dead.

Of course, he did not forget the mirage next to Zhu Erniang.

This kind of monster is not good at fighting, but it can create all kinds of weird illusions. Our own Yuan Power is not strong enough now, so it is difficult to see its tricks at a glance.

But people who make plans and do big things usually find it difficult to take into account the extremely small probability of accidents.

Besides, a general like Wan Qisong who kills people so much, even if he can't see the mirage, he can always figure out whether he has cut off a person's head, right?

Yu Zecheng pressed his eyebrows. It would be nice if I were at the scene of the execution, and I would know what to do next with just one look.

The confidant took a step forward and whispered: "Sir, what's next?"

The leader of He Island is dead and the entire Sodin Island is in chaos. Isn't this a good opportunity to deal with the Crypt Spider Queen?

Yu Zecheng said expressionlessly: "Stand still."

ah? Are you still standing still? "……yes."

"Pay attention to the news about Pier and Ye Qing. Where is the Spider Queen?"

"It just rushed towards He Lingchuan along Qingyun Road, as if it was going to rescue. However, it turned around halfway and went to the southeast."

"Wan Qisong's shouts were so arrogant that they reached Nuanxiangzhai. Maybe the Spider Queen heard them too." Yu Zecheng frowned, "What's on the southeast side of the island?"

He immediately brought out the sand table and enlarged it.

Most of the southeastern end of Sodin Island is undeveloped and covered by dense forests. Could it be that Zhu Erniang wanted to hide in the dense forest and wait for the hurricane to pass before crossing the sea to escape?

The confidant suddenly pointed to the sand table and said: "There seems to be a dock on the southeastern shore. Fishing boats usually park there instead of crowding the northern dock with the merchant ships from Sodin Island."

Commercial and fishing vessels are parked separately on Sodin Island.

There were probably boatmen staying on the fishing boat and on the shore. Did Zhu Erniang want to escape by boat?

It should be very clear that once He Xiao dies, Yu Zecheng will definitely deal with it. So now I would rather escape to the sea than stay on the island.

Besides, an ancient relic like it has extraordinary skills. Even if it enters the sea during a hurricane, it may not die. On the other hand, if it dares to land on Sodin Island tonight, is there a way to be sure that it will not be trapped?

“Where are our manpower?”

The confidant closed the door and window and pointed to a small spot on the sand table: "We just went to White Monkey Stream. It is very close to the pier and Qingyun Road. If the Burrowing Spider Queen retreats south, they can rush to intercept it. But the Spider Queen can't run. Soon, in terms of time..."

Time was very tight, and once the Spider Queen slipped away to the beach, they would have lost track of her.

The spore bee compass they had been using was no longer effective. They didn't know whether it was because the little spiders who had marked them were exposed to the rain, or whether the spider queen made them all jump into the sea and take a sea bath. Anyway, the mucus of the bee pupae was washed away.

If the spider queen moves urgently, it will take a lot of effort to find their whereabouts.

So what are the Bejias doing here and there in the Yangshan Islands these days?

Yu Zecheng faces a choice.

From the moment Wan Qisong beheaded He Lingchuan, the situation suddenly changed and the situation developed for the best.

It was too good to be true.

Now, should we take action against Zhu Erniang?

While he was hesitating, one of his confidants came over to report after looking at another water mirror: "The dock is in chaos. Wan Qisong is about to arrive at the dock. Also, Ye Qing asked for permission, do you want to take action?"

Yu Zecheng turned to look at the sand table.

In half an hour at most, his team will miss the best time to intercept.