"Riding a horse to disturb the people, this time it's just a warning"
Ning Chen's expression was terrifyingly indifferent at this moment, the scroll of life all over his body revolved on his own, the cold current surged, and he descended with boundless murderous intent, showing his coldest side.
"Yin Wugou thanks the lord for his tolerance." Yin Wugou said calmly, gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Slowly getting up, Yin Wugou looked indifferent, his calm eyes could not see the slightest anger, as if everything was irrelevant.
"I waited to die for the dynasty, and hung my head on my waist all day long. It's such a big fuss that this new master should be punished for such trivial matters."
Outside the hall, at some point in time, the twelve red-clothed blood guards gathered in front of the door, and a rather handsome young man refused to accept it.
The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the hall. The six of them were startled, Yin Wugou's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
I saw Su Bai's figure flashed past, and then appeared in front of the young man. In those horrified eyes, he pointed his sword close, and with a bang, the figure flew upside down, and blood was sprayed.
"I don't want to hear it a second time." Ning Chen looked at the young man who flew upside down, and said indifferently.
"You" the young man's face was flushed, shame and anger unbearable, just as he was about to burst out, a blood sword was already in front of him.
"Yin Wugou thanks Kong Yu for the grace of not killing the master"
"Wugou, you." Kong Yu was shocked and angry, looking at Yin Wugou who was standing in front of him and said urgently.
"If you don't want to die, just shut up." Yin Wugou glanced coldly and said.
"..." Kong Yu was shocked, his face changed and changed, and finally, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the words in his mouth.
Ning Chen nodded with satisfaction, and swept over everyone present with a cold expression, "If you're not convinced, you can come to me at any time, but next time it won't be so easy to talk to."
The six people in the hall and the twelve red-clothed blood guards outside the hall bowed their heads, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they temporarily restrained their sharpness.
Ning Chen turned around and walked towards the main seat, he wouldn't be so foolish as to think that the people present had returned to their hearts, they were all souls who had lived so much, and loyalty was nothing to them, only life and death and interests were the most important. important.
"Yin Wugou stays behind, the rest of the blood guards should retreat."
"Yes." Together with Kong Yu, the twelve red-clothed blood guards bowed and left immediately.
"Swallow Book, give me all the records about Yingcheng City Lord in the Taili Division, what should you do?" Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at the scholar below.
Hearing the warning in the former's words, Yan Zishu's back was slightly cold, and cold sweat unconsciously flowed down.
"Subordinates obey," Yan Zishu leaned over to answer, then got up and patted his hands three times, and a blue-clothed attendant slowly walked into the hall.
"Bring the golden book on the ninth floor in the fourth row from the left in Zangji Pavilion"
"Yes"
"Swallow Book, who has touched this golden book before?" Ning Chen asked.
"Sir, three days ago, Duke Xiyu personally came here once," Yan Zishu said after a little hesitation.
"Prince Xiyu" Ning Chen's eyes flashed brightly, and it turned out to be him. Unexpectedly, it makes sense, if it is said that among the people he is most afraid of in Daxia, Duke Xiyu is definitely one of them. The force of the three Dukes is unfathomable, neither does Duke Xiyu
exception.
For the past two days, he hadn't figured out what it was that Changsun appointed him as the head of Taili. Now it seems that Changsun has probably begun to doubt whether the third prince is still as loyal to Daxia as before.
"It's really unpredictable." Ning Chen froze in his heart, the battle between the two princes was already chaotic enough, if the third prince was restless, Da Xia would be in complete trouble.
In the golden book, all the information of the city lord of Yingcheng is recorded. In addition to being in charge of the world's prisons, the Taili Division is also secretly responsible for inspecting the every move of the powerful. In the words of later generations, it is a spy agency.
The goal has been achieved, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, glanced at the man in red beside him, and said:
"Yin Wugou, come with me to Kamikaze Camp to visit our third prince."
"Yes"
Ning Chen set off to leave the Taili Sisitang, and after that, Yin Wugou followed him, only Yan Zishu, Zhao Ji and the others were left standing in the hall with big eyes and small eyes, unable to react for a while.
The newly appointed Director of Tai Li came and went even more suddenly, and his behavior and psychology were unpredictable. It seemed that working under his subordinates in the future was not a simple matter.
The two of them travel east, their plain clothes are like snow, and their red clothes are like blood. One after the other, they move forward silently. The two people who are close to each other have different thoughts and different experiences, creating a completely different life. To bear, who can say clearly.
"Yin Wugou, do you know why I chose you?"
"Because the boss needs a dog that bites"
"Heh" Ning Chen smiled, without explanation or denial, but what he needed was not a dog, but a sharp sword.
"As long as I am here, your past will eventually become the past, and I will give you a completely different life, a life where you can decide for yourself"
Ning Chen didn't stop, his back turned to Yin Wugou, seemingly casual, but also seemed to be extremely serious.
The six-colored clothes and guards of Tai Lisi are all masters who have been purified since childhood and then cultivated by special means. They have no identity, no light, and they will live in blood and blood all their lives.
He has also entered the palace, so he knows better than anyone that the need for these people in Tai Lisi is just a hope.
Yin Wugou paused for a moment, and the eyes below the red mole were confused for a moment, is there really any possibility of changing this kind of life.
"Yin Wugou is looking forward to the promise of the master." After a while, Yin Wugou replied lightly.
He won't easily believe anyone's promise, but he will watch patiently, perhaps there is a trace of expectation in his heart for the changes promised by this young master.
The forbidden army camp, the flags fluttered, the battle drums were sluggish, the two armies fought, more than two thousand people fought together, and the shots were ruthless, as if they were on the battlefield, fighting with blood.
Xia Yanwu fought with the opponent's generals, one move and one move, the air was soaring, and wherever he passed, the soldiers flew out one by one, unable to stop the divine might.
Ning Chen and Yin Wugou quietly watched the fight in front of them, without saying a word, earnest and attentive, a waterfall of blood flowers blooming in front of them, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Even if there is no blade or blade, it cannot stop the blood from blooming. Thirty percent of the 2,000 people have fallen, and the battle between the two coaches has become even more intense.
"Xia Yanwu, he is indeed a martial arts genius that is rare in a century."
Ning Chen secretly thought in his heart that the thousand people behind the third prince were obviously new troops. However, relying on Xia Yanwu's personal force, he steadfastly smoothed the gap, and even slightly suppressed it by half.
"Who is the opponent?" Ning Chen asked sideways.
"The great commander of the Kamikaze camp, the famous river," Yin Wugou replied.
Ning Chen nodded, he knew that this person used to be a highly trusted general in Ji Yuhou's hands.
"It's over." Seeing that Xia Yanwu gradually suppressed Mingchuan, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"Bang"
The next moment, the figure flew upside down, Ming Chuan made an inadvertent move and was defeated, and the remaining soldiers were no longer able to resist Xia Yanwu's force, and were quickly defeated.
"Congratulations to the Third Prince on his victory"
When the crowd dispersed, Ning Chen looked at Xia Yanwu who was walking gradually, and said with a light smile.
"The Marquis of Zhiming is here in person, and I have lost a long way to welcome him. I hope you will forgive me." Xia Yanwu laughed and said enthusiastically.
"The third prince is very polite." Ning Chen also responded with a bright smile.
"Hypocritical" The two of them looked at each other, and a word flashed in their hearts at the same time, but none of them showed it, only the bright smile on their faces made people feel disgusting.
Yin Wugou stood quietly by the side, the corners of his mouth curved into an indifferent arc, as expected, each one was more shameless.
Ning Chen and Xia Yanwu met and laughed, as if they had known each other for many years, the same hypocrisy, the same shamelessness, in this bullshit world, there is such a perverted "cherishing each other".
"How does the Marquis of Zhiming see my thousand new troops?" Xia Yanwu pointed to the soldiers behind him and said in a circle.
"Yes, brave and resolute, don't be surprised when things change, good seedling"
Ning Chen was not in a hurry, and went around in circles with the former, as if he was also very interested in these things.
"Worthy of being the Marquis of my Great Xia, his vision is indeed extraordinary."
Xia Yanwu's face was very "not thin", and he accepted Ning Chen's compliment in full, making the guards who passed by were embarrassed and a little embarrassed, and quietly avoided it.
"I have heard that the third prince is different from other people. When I see it today, it is really admirable."
Ning Chen said with a smile, as for whether the difference in his words was praise or sarcasm, it was hard to guess.
"You're welcome," Xia Yanwu responded modestly.
Seeing this, Yin Wugou sighed in his heart. He was used to seeing the conspiracy and calculations in the Taili Division. Today, when I saw these two people, I realized what a real sword is hidden in a smile. This level of hypocrisy is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"The Marquis of Zhiming finally came, why don't you go to the martial arts field to have a look?" Xia Yanwu warmly suggested.
"The third prince is kind, but Ning Chen is disrespectful." Ning Chen readily agreed, and the smile on his face became more intense.
The three of them walked, Xia Yanwu and Ning Chen chatted very happily, and soon became brothers and sisters, even if there was Yin Wugou, who couldn't hold back half a word in death, the trip of the three was definitely not dull.
"Brother Ning's subordinate is very special." Xia Yanwu glanced at Yin Wugou behind Ning Chen and said something.
"Ha, Brother Yanwu is too famous, he's just an ordinary guard," Ning Chen replied with a smile.
Yin Wugou's expression did not change at all, as if the two of them were not talking about him, but the hand holding the sword seemed to have begun to change under the red robe.
He still couldn't understand why the two sides of people were so different. This young master really allowed him to see a different world, even if the world didn't look much better than the hell he was in.
"Drinking" the martial arts field, the voices were loud and the shouts were loud, and on the giant martial arts platform made of ink stone, two figures staggered, and the splendor of the spear and the halberd swayed, and the people of Yao couldn't open their eyes. When the three arrived, the battle had come to an end, and in the bright golden light, the halberd swept across, the spear flew, and the people were defeated, which also declared the end of the battle.