"Yan Xiong has a grudge against the Heavenly Demon Cult!"
As Yan Xiong came in and had a conversation with the ugly man, this thought arose in the minds of everyone in the account.
Some people had doubtful looks in their eyes, while others had excited looks in their eyes.
Among them, Ding Huanri's eyes were flashing with a strange light, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Yan Xiong saw this and the corners of his mouth also curled up slightly.
"Haha! The Demon Lord will find you!"
The ugly man spoke.
Then he closed his eyes and began to rest.
Yan Xiong greeted everyone else, then found a seat and sat down without paying attention to everyone's gazes.
No one knew that he had a grudge against the Demonic Cult, but he had no grudge against the lineage to which the ugly man belonged. Not only that, but because of an incident that happened two days ago, he had a pretty good relationship with this lineage.
When Yan Xiong left Beihan Pass, he had a deal with the Marquis of Qixue.
The Demonic Cult will not stop the Tianxiahui's caravan from leaving Beihan Pass, and in return, Yan Xiong will help Qixue Hou to seize the other part of the water flags.
After leaving Wangyue City two days ago, Yan Xiong left the Tianxiahui team to handle this matter. He went to Han Laomo's territory alone. Afterwards, part of the water flags controlled by Han Laomo fell into the hands of the ugly man opposite.
This ugly man is not Cheng Yan's subordinate.
On the contrary, he and Cheng Yan are on the same level.
His name is Ying Chou, also known as Su Chouhou. Like Cheng Yan, he is one of the Eight Heavenly Demons.
The connection between them is that they are all demon candidates under the command of the Blood-Crying Demon Lord, one of the three great demon lords of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
The reason why they looked hostile to each other when they met just now was naturally just for show.
Especially for Ding Huanri to see.
The result was good, Ding Huanri obviously had a plan.
…
After sitting for a while, Qi Liancheng arrived and the meeting officially began.
Although this meeting determined various regulations for the subsequent army, the process was somewhat unpleasant.
Ying Chou seemed to be very dissatisfied with Qi Liancheng being the commander, and had been making trouble for Qi Liancheng for various reasons.
Although everything was settled in the end, it took a full two hours.
During this time, Yan Xiong did not say a word, but just watched quietly.
The protagonist of this parliament is destined to be Qi Liancheng, not him, Yan Xiong...
After the parliament ended, Yan Xiong and Ying Chou exchanged a few harsh words, creating an impression of deep hatred between them, and then left the camp of Qilian Eighteen Cities and went straight back to the camp of Tianxiahui.
As the night deepened, in the camp in the east, except for the patrolling guards, everyone else gradually went to rest.
"Ah...die, thief!"
A roar suddenly sounded under the night sky.
The roar was like rolling thunder, waking up all the sleeping people.
Inside the tent, Yan Xiong suddenly opened his eyes, and then rushed out of the tent at a rapid speed.
Not only him, but all the disciples of Tianxiahui who were resting were surprised by the roar. The whole tent was like a revived giant beast, and countless disciples holding sharp blades rushed out of the tent.
"Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun!"
Yanxiong shouted.
"master!"
The two men's tent was not far from Yan Xiong's tent. They had already left the tent and came over immediately after hearing the words.
"Yun'er, take the people to thoroughly check the camp. Don't let go of any suspicious people. Feng'er, come with me to take a look!"
Yan Xiong gave instructions and then used the Wind God Kick. He floated up into the wind and headed towards the right side of the Tianxiahui camp which was in chaos.
"The third leader has been assassinated. Seal off the camp and don't let any suspicious people go!"
"Quick, quick, seal the exit!"
"Asshole! Who on earth dares to assassinate my village leader?"
"Shut up, everyone. The chief has given instructions not to talk nonsense. Stay put, no one is allowed to leave or come in."
…
When Yan Xiong arrived at the camp, all the inhabitants had already been mobilized and all exits had been blocked.
"stop!"
Several guards stopped Yan Xiong and Nie Feng outside the village.
"I am Yan Xiong from the Tianxia Society. What happened in your village? Let me in, maybe I can help you!"
Yan Xiong looked at the guard and said.
"Boss Yan, don't worry about it. He's just a petty thief. I, the Sixteen Villages of Dongting, can handle it myself!"
A middle-aged man walked out of the camp, clasped his fists towards Yan Xiong and spoke politely.
Yan Xiong frowned and was about to speak when he heard the sound of wind behind him and looked back.
It’s Qilian City.
Behind Qi Liancheng, there was a man holding a sword.
"Boss Yan!"
Qi Liancheng nodded to Yan Xiong, then looked at the middle-aged man.
"Brother Zhao, what happened?"
"Lord Qilian, it's nothing, just a petty thief who broke into the camp to steal things, it's nothing serious, I'm really sorry to disturb you all!"
The middle-aged man looked polite.
Whoosh whoosh…
There was another sound of wind coming, it was other people coming.
"Amitabha, fellow donors, I wonder what happened!"
The monk Xinjue, who had never been here before, asked with his hands folded.
"Master, there is no..."
"Zhao Zishang, don't treat us as fools. We just heard that the person who was assassinated was your third leader Yuan Mian.
Yuan Mian is a fifth-rank master, how could he be assassinated by a small thief? You are kidding me!"
The one who spoke was Yingchou from the Demonic Cult.
He interrupted Zhao Zishang directly.
"Master Zhao, please let us in. We are all members of the alliance!"
Qi Liancheng stared at Zhao Zishang with sharp eyes.
"This is a private matter of my Dongting Sixteen Villages. I..."
"Zhao Zishang, I'll say it again, we are all an alliance. If you, the Sixteen Villages of Dongting, insist on doing what you want, don't blame me for exercising my authority as commander and expelling you, the Sixteen Villages of Dongting, from the alliance!"
Before Zhao Zishang could finish his words, Qi Liancheng interrupted him fiercely.
After saying this, Qi Liancheng went straight to the camp, talking as he walked.
"If you really want to be kicked out of the alliance, just try to stop me!"
"Tsk tsk! I actually wish you could stop it!" Ying Chou licked his lips and said fiercely.
After saying that, he also walked towards the camp.
Yan Xiong and a few others did not care about Zhao Zishang, whose expression had turned ugly, and walked towards the camp.
"Amitabha, Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry.
However, you have done it. Since we are an alliance, we naturally have to help each other. Your actions make it very difficult for everyone to do so."
When Xinjue passed by Zhao Zishang, he chanted the Buddha's name and said this.
To be honest, monks speak differently.
Full of hypocrisy.
Zhao Zishang obviously did not dare to stop them. Just as Qi Liancheng said, if they dared to stop them, then Qi Liancheng really had the right to expel them from the alliance.
If they are really expelled from the alliance, not to mention the reputation problem, they will be in a difficult situation tonight. Yingchou will not miss the opportunity to deal with them.
In the Dongting Prefecture area, the Tianmo Sect is confronting the Dongting Sixteen Villages. If there is a chance to fight, Yingchou will obviously not be polite.