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As soon as Lao Yang said this, he was still looking at the people outside the city. They all turned around and looked at Ye Chen. They were all from the world, and they were all very smart. How could they not understand the meaning of Yang Ge's words? , that is: Ye Chen is a disciple of the Yinshan Taoist.
"Don't make trouble, I am self-taught. Where can I find a master?" Ye Chen said deeply as he was stared at by pairs of eyes, and what he said was a righteous speech.
"No way! Then why is his family heirloom... with you?" Mr. Yang Ge was curious, with an inquiring look in his eyes.
"If you stop saying a word, you'll die!"
"I...did I say something wrong?" Old Yang was stunned.
"Get out of the way." Yang Xuan stepped forward and pulled Mr. Yang Ge aside. His eyes were red and his face was very dark. He stared at Ye Chen closely. You could vaguely see that there were sparks in his eyes. Ran, no matter how hard my brain works, I should understand something now.
"That's a... misunderstanding." Ye Chen laughed.
"I misunderstood your sister." Yang Xuan cursed loudly and exploded. Like a crazed lion, he picked up Shangguan Jiu's purple gold knife and pounced on her to chop her.
When everyone saw this, they hurriedly stopped. There were troops outside the city. How could there be internal strife
"Your grandma's, you bitch."
"You're cheating me like this, you'll have to eat enough to hold yourself up!"
"I've messed with you."
Although he was being pulled, Yang Xuan's anger was still rising. He had been trapped for so long, and was hunted down so miserably. He had escaped from death several times, all thanks to Ye Chen. Now he I understand why Ye Chen knew everything about that night. It turned out that he was the protagonist of that night, and the person who robbed the Yinshan old man in his name was Ye Chen.
There are so many inexplicable things, and I am confused as to what kind of plot this is.
Even they were like this, not to mention the people outside the city. They all looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, those martial arts masters on the city tower...what a situation, why did they start fighting.
"Interesting." King Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at it with interest.
"You will be cut into pieces with a thousand swords." The old Taoist from Yinshan snorted coldly, and his expression was quite ferocious. This time, he came for Yang Xuan. Not only did he want to take back his family heirloom, but he also wanted to capture Yang Xuan alive. Go back and make his life worse than death.
Under the spotlight, the city tower became even more lively. Yang Xuanzhen was urinating. It was okay if he didn't poop. The more he pooped, the harder he pooped. It seemed that he was not going to end it unless he stabbed Ye Chen.
"Come on, come on, let him go." Ye Chen quit and separated everyone, "I have to talk to him nicely today."
Don't tell me, everyone just listened and let Yang Xuan go.
Yang Xuan rolled up his sleeves and cursed, "You bitch, why did you trick me?"
"Nonsense, that's what he thinks. I didn't declare my family status." Ye Chen curled his lips and said.
"Is this the end?"
"I told you it was a misunderstanding, don't worry about those details! I have no conscience, I didn't mean to trick you. That night, I was just starting out and didn't even know who you were. He thought I was Yang Xuan, but he didn't believe me when I said no. Oh! I wanted to kill the person who came, but I was so happy that I forgot about it. Besides, even if I tricked you, I still saved you. You can figure it out for yourself. How many times have I saved you? This is a favor. , you have to repay it, if you insist on cutting it off once, then I will have to cut you off a few times."
Ye Chen talked a lot, and he spoke vividly. His eloquence must have been practiced, otherwise, how could he have the ability to fool people.
When I went to see Yang Xuan, his face was completely dark. It was the first time I saw someone... He described the deception of people in such a fresh and refined way that he almost deceived people to death, but when he arrived, he seemed like he was fine.
Looking at Yang Ge Lao and others, their expressions are wonderful. From Ye Chen's words, we have a general understanding of the whole story, and also understand... Why is Yang Xuan wanted by King Yan? It's not that Yang Xuan provoked King Yan. He offended the famous person next to King Yan. The funny thing is that Ye Chen accomplished this feat for Yang Xuan. He was the one who stole the treasure, and it was Yang Xuan who suffered.
"You lied to me... how miserable!" Mr. Yang Ge rubbed his eyebrows. From the beginning to the end, he thought that Ye Chen... was a disciple of the Yinshan Taoist.
"You tricked me once, and I thought you were the Dugu Sword Master." Shangguan Jiu also rubbed his eyebrows.
"Thank you for not taking my name... to cause trouble." Ling Feng smiled and shook his head. Dao Kuang and Yang Xuan are good examples. Because Ye Chen... robbed the Yinshan Old Taoist, Yang Xuan was wanted. ; It was also because Ye Chen... killed the two elders of Xuan Ming, causing him to be crazy about swordsmanship, and became a quarrel with the Xuan Ming Sect. This is a scam! Compared to Yang Xuan and the other two, he suddenly felt very lucky.
Many martial arts masters touched their chins, smoothed their beards, and looked at Ye Chen up and down with meaningful expressions. Their eyes seemed to say: Which master taught this apprentice, what a talent!
"Yang Xuan, should you come out on your own, or should I capture you personally?" In the silence, the cold words of the Yinshan Taoist reached the tower.
Everyone collectively tilted their heads and glanced at the Yinshan Old Taoist with serious words. Yang Xuan understood it, but was he still in the dark? Up to this moment, he still believed that it was Yang Xuan and robbed him.
However, it doesn't matter now whether it is explained or not. Neither Yang Xuan nor Ye Chen can leave the Ghost Prison City today. King Yan has mobilized an army of 200,000 people. They are not just for fun, they are for fun. If you take all these people together and if they are no longer useful to you, then destroy them, and you will save yourself the trouble of doing it again in the future.
"Hand over Yang Xuan and the meteorite from outside the sky, and I will allow you to live and die in peace." King Yan also spoke. He was already lying on the couch of the chariot, playing with the finger and looking at the ghost prison tower with a smile.
Everyone was silent and looked at Ye Chen one after another. This look was quite meaningful, and they regarded Ye Chen as the leader of the martial arts world. Now the two armies were facing each other, and the other side had sent a message. Their leader also had to speak. This was a kind of An ancient tacit understanding.
"How about... let us discuss it?" Ye Chen smiled.
"My heart is kind, and I will give you a stick of incense." King Yan smiled softly, very pleasantly, and he liked to see people's desperate expressions. It was a rare visit to Ghost Mountain, and he didn't want to go back early.
"Your Highness, it's not too late. Wouldn't it be easier to cover up the troops and kill them?" The old Yinshan Taoist said in a low voice, "Lest the nights be long and dreams come true, and another accident occurs."
"With an army of 200,000 here, will they be afraid of these martial arts masters?" King Yan said with a playful smile.
"They're stalling for time."
"You can see it, but can I?" King Yan twisted his neck with satisfaction, "Fun, do you understand the fun? The desperate look of the ant is the most pleasing to the eye."
"But North Wolf City..." Yinshan Old Taoist frowned.
"How dare those rats covet my North Wolf Pass?" King Yan smiled coldly.
The old Taoist from Yinshan wanted to say more, but he hesitated. He just closed his eyes gently and took a deep breath. From King Yan's words, he already knew that the most powerful princes in the world were destined to be difficult to unify. The momentary pleasure has revealed his nature. Procrastination in doing things will not only delay the war, but will also put the Northern Wolf City in an extremely dangerous situation. Two hundred thousand garrison troops have been dragged to Guishan. At this moment If other princes unite to attack Yan, Beilang City will be destroyed. If that majestic pass is lost, the combined forces of all the princes will be able to defeat Yan from the border... all the way to the capital of Yan.
"How can a person of this rank be a prince?" On the city tower, even Yang Ge Lao, who had the worst brains, couldn't help but sigh. He had to wait for a stick of incense to do something with an order. Is it possible? I don’t know, you don’t have any troops stationed in Northern Wolf City? Aren't you afraid of being taken advantage of
"I calculated with my fingers, he has no destiny as an emperor." Yang Xuan said meaningfully.
"I look at him, why is his hall dark?" Shangguan Jiu asked, "Such an arrogant and arrogant person who treats military aircraft as child's play. Such people will usually die miserably."
Ye Chen remained silent, glanced at King Yan, and simply squatted down.
Everyone moved in unison and squatted down.
"I said Banxian'er, what are you thinking about?" Shangguan Jiu said angrily.
"Stay safe and keep you safe." Ye Chen buried his head and said.
Everyone didn't know why, or what Ye Chen's plan was, and they didn't know where Ye Chen got the confidence to repel an army of 200,000 people. However, they all unconditionally believed in Ye Chen. This seemingly unreliable young man had something. Such a charming personality, as long as he is around, nothing will happen.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the incense stick inserted in the incense burner was burned out.
At this point, King Yan stretched, yawned, and waved his hand casually, "Attack the city."
"Let me strangle you." Ye Chen stood up. Damn you, you don't follow the routine! The stick of incense has arrived, why don't you ask us a question? Attack the city directly without any prelude
"Be careful." Mr. Yang Ge stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Chen to squat down. Because the crossbowmen outside the city had all loosened their bowstrings, arrows rained down from the sky. They stood too high. The crossbowmen under King Yan's command are no joke.
"Catch them alive." King Yan smiled leisurely and assumed the posture of watching a big show.
With the order, the infantry also launched an attack, pushing the pillars of the siege carts and slamming into the gate of the Ghost Prison. Once the army entered the city, no matter you are a sword master or a sword madman, you will all kneel down.
"Is this to keep us safe?" Everyone twitched their lips and stared at Ye Chen.
"Come on, come on." Ye Chen pinched his fingers.
As soon as he said these words, the city gate was knocked open. Countless armored soldiers screamed and rushed in with spears in hand. The target was extremely clear, which was the ghost prison tower.
At this moment, Ye Chen closed his eyes.
And as he closed his eyes, a mournful hiss sounded from outside the city, from far to near, the tone was very loud, "Your Highness, the eight major princes have invaded and captured our Northern Wolf City."
As soon as these words came out, King Yan, who was comfortable and leisurely just a moment ago, suddenly stood up. Perhaps he stood up too hastily and lost his balance, falling from the chariot.
The guard was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Quickly, withdraw the troops and return reinforcements." King Yan staggered away from the crowd, and shouted loudly from his soul. His eyes were instantly blood red, and his face that should have been rosy was now extremely pale. He was just waking up from a dream. Knowing what a mistake he had made, he waited for a stick of incense, but lost a city. Losing a Beilang City meant losing half of the country.
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