Sword Stirs the World

If Xitong village is supported by the Wuling clan and replaced by the humiao clan, and supported by the Han people in the village, the expansion of its power can only wait for a few days.

Just, will the sorcerers like it? Moreover, the tiger and Miao people will definitely prevent this kind of thing from happening. Besides, the Miao people have a clear sense of gratitude and resentment, and the blood feud of Abu tiger is close at hand. It is impossible not to repay them!

"I have a letter written by Mr. Li, the southern pacification envoy of the Ming Dynasty, authorizing me to select the chief chieftain in the Miao village. If you Wuling people are willing to support the old clan leader of Xitong village, I think this position can be decided. "

No one thought that Li Dingguo's next words were like a nine day thunderbolt, which shocked all the Miao people on the scene.

Fengqi and the old clan leader were equally shocked. However, seeing that the Han master was highly skilled in martial arts, decisive in killing and attacking, he had a strong voice and believed seven or eight of them unconsciously.

If he was really a spy sent by the Ming Dynasty pacifier, his identity would be different. He was endorsed by the Ming Dynasty iron hoof. Let alone an Abu tiger, even the tiger Miao would have been destroyed.

"You, you are really sent by Daming pacifier?" The old patriarch couldn't hide the excitement on his face any more and said in a trembling voice.

If the old clan leader was supported by the Ming Dynasty and became a chieftain, he would be able to control all the Miao villages within a few hundred miles, and Xitong village would naturally become the largest one in the area.

With a cold hum, Li Dingguo took out a letter from his arms and threw it away.

In front of Fengqi, the old clan leader opened the letter with trembling hands. As expected, it had the bright red seal of the imperial government.

Shen Jianxin is watching Li Dingguo's performance, thinking that the black charcoal head looks honest and honest on the surface, and is not good at words. In fact, he is good at deceiving. He is really not an ordinary person.

The shot just now has the momentum of a congenital master, so we can take the lead and frighten people with bloody lives. Then we can analyze the pros and cons with three inch eloquence, and successfully arouse the power desire of the old clan leader of Xitong village. Finally, we can show our official identity, shake our body and become the official representative of Daming, and calmly control the whole scene.

This set of means of turning hands into clouds and covering hands with rain is extremely beautiful. Even Shen Jianxin was astonished.

However, Shen Jianxin certainly knows that Li Dingguo's martial arts and eloquence are true, but his identity is false.

He can't be the spy of any pacifier, but pull the flag to bluff people. But if you think about it a little bit, because Zhang Yan is familiar with the official system of the imperial court, maybe they forged that letter long ago, just to deal with the situation like today.

No wonder Zhang Yan stood still, not worried that Li Dingguo would not be able to cope.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Shen Jianxin naturally won't say anything. Instead, he becomes more and more curious about Li Dingguo.

He is quite heroic, but he knows how to be flexible. He is so bold that even the Queen's sister is very fond of him.

After reading the letter, the old patriarch's face was like eating honey. Unconsciously, he began to smile.

Fengqi, who came from Wuling clan, was silent, but his face became more and more dignified.

Those tiger Miao people were full of resentment, but they did not dare to attack, so they had to ask for a piece of blue cloth to cover Abu tiger's body.

All the children of Xitong village around them were excited. Whether Miao people or Han people looked at Li Dingguo in different eyes.

"Sorry! Even if you are really sent by Daming pacifier, it is useless. We have to take this woman! " Fengqi's unexpected reply surprised everyone.

"Why?" The old patriarch was surprised.

At this time, a thin voice came from the outside: "because we can not talk about Wu Ling people here, but we are the one who has the final say."

With this remark, the Miao people around were in an uproar, and they automatically gave way one after another.

The party separated the crowd and came in with a swagger.

There are 12 people in this group, some of them wear Han costumes, and some of them dress up as Miao people. The only thing they have in common is that they are all extraordinary and full of Qi and blood. Obviously, they are all masters, and they are real masters.

Nowadays, the great name of the holy lotus sect is as high as the sun and resounds all over the world, even in the remote areas such as Miao village in southern Xinjiang.

Among the twelve people in this line, the first one is an old man with a dragon's stick. He is tall, with a long black face and a long beard. His eyes are like the eyes of an eagle and a wolf. A glance at him can make people shudder and cold to the depth of his soul.

Next to the old man on crutches, there stood a thin black woman with a red wooden box on her back, half a person's height, which made the woman even more rickets.

As for those people who stand behind the old man, they are all fierce and powerful. At first sight, they are the internal strength experts with strong Qi and blood and full of energy.

Someone recognized the identity of the old man who was leaning on the dragon's stick, and could not help exclaiming.

"Isn't that the old man the hermit elder of the Wuling clan? He is the most respected leader of our Miao family. How can he be here? "

"When did the Wuling clan get mixed up with the holy lotus sect?"

"It's said that the holy lotus sect is sweeping the rivers and lakes. No one can defeat it. Even the imperial court is afraid of them! How did they come to miaojiang? "

Just now, the woman who made the sound was the one standing beside the elder of the Wuling clan.

The woman with the mahogany box on her back looks sad and looks like a worker, but she can speak before the elder of the Wuling clan. It can be seen that her identity is extraordinary among these people.

As soon as Fengqi saw the elder, he immediately bowed himself.

The elder nodded, but cast his eyes on Zhang Yan.

The woman with the red box on her back said in a hoarse voice: "holy lotus sect Wusha hall, please return to the mountain!"

All the people were shocked by this remark.

That Zhang Yan is actually the saint of the holy lotus sect?

Even Li Dingguo couldn't help but have his eyelids jump twice, and he could not help but pinch the long gun in his hand.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yan to see how she would react.

Zhang Yan smiles at Shen Jianxin and shakes her head. The smile is less brilliant and more miserable.

Then she turned her eyes on Li Dingguo and refused to move away for a long time.

For more than a year, she and Li Dingguo have been living together. They have been wandering all the way here. Although they are hard-working, they eat like sweets.

As long as you look at this man's solid back, make trouble with him, laugh with him, do things that no one can understand, and watch famous mountains and rivers together. One second, you still have a red face and quarrel. The next second, you can turn around and get together. That's enough.

However, such a day has finally come to an end. The holy lotus sect finally came to us.