Death Sutra

This is the most boring day of the Long Ting Conference. The various competitions are still rich and exciting. The Warriors are as **** as ever, but they are not enough to attract the enthusiasm of the audience. Even the most lively cargo transactions have become cold and clear. Everyone is talking about the siege in the northern restricted area.

The most exaggerated statement is that the old Khan Wang cloth is under the sky. The blood has flowed into the river in the restricted area. The 100,000 Central Plains people have been killed. The bodies are piled higher than the mountains. Many people actually ran to the river near the restricted area, thinking that they could Seeing the **** river and the towering corpse, the result was greatly disappointing.

The encounters of the Central Plains people are the core of rumors. The Western Regions Knife has received very little attention. Only the Dragon King is an exception. It is in him that opinions have split. One group claimed that the Dragon King colluded with the Central Plains and died in the restricted area. The other faction is desperately trying to defend it, saying that the Dragon King is the encirclement and not the encircled.

Shangguanfei appeared at the scene of the Warriors contest. Although he was half an hour late, he still gave strong support to the latter group: If the dragon king is a ghost, how can his subordinates participate in the contest?

In the face of the rainstorm that generally falls on the body, Shangguanfei is speechless, and he does not know what the Dragon King is. "Oh, everything is normal." This is the only answer he can make.

Everything was not normal. Even the most arrogant audience found that although the audience in today’s aristocratic audience was full of people, none of the ten princes appeared.

Shangguanfei felt that he was isolated and helpless. The task of the Dragon King’s confession was like a mountain, so he went to the bureaucrat who organized the competition. The period of Ai’s said: “Warrior of the Great King? There is still a gamble today...”

The bureaucrat looked at him with incredible eyes. "This time, are you still thinking about betting?"

"Dragon King said..." If you follow the instinct of your heart, Shangguanfei hopes to ride a fast horse like a flame, and ran all the way to the wilderness of no one, but these four words decided that he must persist.

The bureaucrat shook his head inexplicably and ran to the upper division to ask. After returning, he was even more inexplicable. He held a set of beautiful bows and arrows in his hands and handed it to the dragon king's warrior. "This is the bet that the big day king gave to the dragon king. No need to compare. He admits defeat."

Without a fight, Shangguanfei took a breath and thought that he was lucky today. Not only did he accidentally pick up a life, but he also wond the gamble without much effort. The only regret is that he could not invite the Dragon King.

His feelings are not over yet, and the bureaucrat said: "You are just right. Today, more than half of the warriors are not present. The adults decided to shorten the game. You only need to win three more games to be the champion of this year."

The North Court style is relatively extensive, there are no strict rules and schedules. Many warriors will quit one or two games. Some people will not be able to participate in the next round because they won’t play well. Very few.

"Ah? I must be the leader?"

"How do I know? You decide, and you have to see if you have this strength." The bureaucrats are very disdainful. Although Shangguanfei won two days in a row, it is not so easy to defeat the warriors in the North Court today.

Many games are going on at the same time. Shangguanfei has fallen behind schedule, so it was immediately promoted to the arena. It is the most popular main stadium in the same way as the previous two days.

"Don't the Dragon King die?" The audience outside the audience asked aloud in the Central Plains. This is the topic they are most interested in.

"No." Shangguan Feitou did not return, replied categorically.

After waiting for a while, the audience's problems are more and more, all related to the Dragon King, but the opponents are not playing, Shangguanfei is very puzzled, looking around for referees and bureaucrats, and even the figures are gone.

Slowly, the audience also found that something was wrong, because the news came from the nearby crowd, and several ongoing games actually stopped halfway, as if something was going to happen.

Shangguan Fei silently prayed, hoping to spend the day with trepidation. In the future, he will stay in the Longjun camp and never run away with the old man.

The crowd suddenly quieted down. They were mostly Beiting people. They were familiar with local customs and rules. Shangguanfei stood on the field and couldn’t figure it out. They already understood what was going on.

A team of cavalry sailed into the main arena, lined up and stopped in front of the nobility.

Shangguan Fei snorted, these cavalry are very special, from people to horses, are wearing dazzling golden armor, indicating that their master is not ordinary nobles.

Around the first raindrops dripping the ground, Shangguanfei left and right, and saw the audience kneeling down. Many people even forced their horses to kneel down. I was kneeling on the ground, like these gold. The Knights are all Heavenly Soldiers.

At the same time, the audience on the aristocratic hurriedly rushed back to both sides, humbly humming like a slave, giving up a large open space.

An old man walked alone to the aristocratic seat and lowered his head as if he was walking around in his own courtyard.

Shangguanfei’s knees were soft and he squatted. Then, in a state that he did not understand at all, he shouted a few words and appeared exceptionally loud in the silent contest. “The Dragon King Warrior saw the old King of Khan, Long Wangzhu. The old Khan Wang is not old, the life is boundless, the flag is victorious, and many sons and grandchildren..."

From the auspicious words of the primary school, I finally found a place to use, almost no need to think about it, and automatically took it out from the Shangguan Feikou, until I couldn’t think of words again, he closed his mouth and found that the surrounding atmosphere was quiet and somewhat strange. Made a particularly outdated reckless move.

"Dragon King Warrior, report it to the name."

This is the voice of an eunuch. Shangguanfei did not dare to look up and trembled to say his name.

"Khan Wang said, the Dragon King's warrior will speak very much, I hope that your skills can be as wonderful as you can, and concentrate on the competition. If you win, the King of Khan has a lot of rewards."

Shangguanfei wanted to take a look at the legendary old Khan, but the neck was like a heavy load, which was even heavier than the Dragon King's task. He didn't dare to look anywhere except the square under the eyelids.

The disappearing bureaucracy and the referee reappeared, and each of them crept in a small step, and the speech was also whispered. "Shangguanfei, the game is a little changed, you still have to win three games in a row to get the leader, but the opponent has to change to the old sweat. The king is under the warrior, you are ready."

Shangguanfei was stunned and compared with the warrior of the old Khan, but no one told him whether he should win or lose.

A dozen miles away, Dragon King's choice is much simpler than Shangguanfei, and must win, and this contest has not only affected the lives of the Dragon Army soldiers.

The squad cavalry came and galloped. The first was the son of the general general of the day, and the beggar was with him.

From Man Mantou sweating, jumped off the horse, bowed to the holy king, and held a roll of paper in both hands. "My family prince asked the king of the sun to pay attention to the dragon king arrow. He is rushing to see the old king of sweat, and will soon Get the slogan."

The king of the holy day snorted and did not pick up the letter from Man’s hand. "The day is the king and the tube is so wide. Does he regard the dragon court as the Naihang tribe?"

"My family lord never dares to do anything, and the Holy King has seen this letter to know."

King of the Holy Day took the paper roll from Man’s hand and opened it and glanced at it. "How dare you..."

"Seeking the Holy King to think twice, it doesn't take long, the old Khan Wang will come."

Gu Shenwei heard the conversation far away and began to wonder what was written in the letter. It would make the Holy King so angry, but he could not vent it publicly.

The wild horse made a few gestures with one arm. He was ordered to act, but he was unwilling to do so, so the action was hard and simple.

Gu Shenwei understood it, and it was a bit unexpected.

Thousands of female soldiers from the country of Xiangji rushed into the holy palace and kidnapped several disciples.

The letter from Man’s hand is not written by the king, but by the hand of Xiao’s.

King of the Holy Day shredded the letter, turned his head and sought hints from the two camels again.

Gu Shen is more dangerous to find the situation.

Xiao Xiaoshi knows that the disciple of Deyilou has a deep influence on the Holy Day, but he does not understand the strangers completely. If she can kidnap everyone in one fell swoop, it is very likely that she will hold the King of the Holy Day and only seize a few, but it is counterproductive.

The disciple of Deyilou does not care about the lives of others, nor does he care about his own life. In order to get the relics of Peng Xianren and the first screen, the two camels will never mind to sacrifice several fellow disciples.

"The King of the Holy Day, I have a suggestion." Gu Shen said loudly, he wants to grab the situation before the camel makes a decision.

"Say." The short answer of King St. did not hide the hesitation in his heart.

"The rescue of the people may be suspended, I have to gamble."

"Bet time?"

"A game will win or lose. If I win, please do not take any action for the Holy King until the old king of Khan has given the imperial purpose. If I lose, I will give up the relics of Peng Xianren first."

Without the suggestion of two hunchbacks, the Holy King also knows what decision to make. Like the disciple of Deyilou, he firmly believes that the Dragon King has taken away the hypnosis to the high secret from the Pengxian people's arms, and has it to control more people.

"One hour, I only wait for one hour."

From Manchong Dragon King nodded slightly, indicating that an hour is almost enough.

"An hour." Gu Shen agreed.

The old man came forward and whispered, "Dragon King, are you sure? Will the old Khan really let us go? With this hour, how many people can you save? I don't care, but you are red bat, scared. I’m going to cry, the ten guards are loyal, and losing one is heartbreaking.”

Gu Shenwei has not yet spoken. The King of the Holy Day has sent a candidate. This time, he let go of the savage Central Plains master and designate the North Court Warrior that has already been prepared.

This man's dress is like an ordinary cavalry, but he is the one who killed a disciple who had attacked the king of the sun.

Gu Shenwei said to the old man: "You have invented a set of seven-turn seven-pointed minds, can you enter the infuriating body in the other place outside the acupoint?"

"Yeah, I teach a good girl, and the good girl teaches the lotus girl. Does the Dragon King want to learn? Anytime, anywhere, I will never hide it."

"It's now."

"Well?" The old man did not understand the meaning of "now". The samurai appointed by the Holy King was approaching step by step, and even a few words of his mind were too late, let alone use it skillfully.

The samurai stopped at ten steps and said in a hoarse voice: "Knife, boxing, internal strength, please choose the Dragon King."

"Internal strength." Gu Shen immediately chose the same.

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