Chapter 45

Kill King Xiqiang?

Qingtian heard it, and only felt that his chest was chilly. He was already fifteen years old. He no longer heard the heroic story of capturing the first rank of the enemy general in the chaos, and would clap his hands excitedly.

He knew that what Qin Shan said sounded like jokes in most people's ears, and it was a gesture of death. Although he didn't dare to guess the owner, Qing Tian didn't have much confidence either.

"The King of Xiqiang is in the Ten Thousand Armies, and there are attendants and generals guarding him in front and back. How come we are opponents?"

"In a few days, it will be the birthday of the King of Xiqiang. Xiqiang has just won the battle, so he must celebrate this time."

Qin Shan said, moving forward while sweeping away the branches and leaves in front of him.

"Brother Shan is going to take advantage of this opportunity to go in and make a big fuss?" Yan Xiaobei asked, "But if we want to do this, we must first have a guise to enter the Xiqiang Barracks..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Shan had turned around, staring at him with dark eyes.

Yan Xiaobei was taken aback, and pointed to his nose, "Me?"

Suddenly, he clapped his hands and smiled: "I almost forgot, I seem to be a general under King Xiqiang? This is all right, and the way to go in is now clear. Brother Shan should think about how to get out after a good thing is done?"

But Qin Shan looked at him with dark and complicated eyes, and finally shook his head.

"I have asked Fourteen to prepare. Not in case, I..."

"Are you worried about me?"

Qin Shan was taken aback, then looked back, and for a moment he almost thought that the sentence was said by the former Yan Mobei. But when he looked back, he still saw Yan Xiaobei's brilliant smile, "Brother Shan is worried about me, so happy. With you, I will die without regret."

The man laughed heartlessly, as if he didn't take his safety in his heart at all.

Qin Shan sighed and rubbed his head.

"What nonsense. With me, no one can easily die. Let's go."

He took the lead in opening the way again, allowing the two to follow him over the mountains.

Yan Xiaobei stood behind him, looking at Qin Shan's generous back, as if it would never fall down no matter the wind or rain.

If he collapses, how many people cannot bear it. Not to mention the remaining soldiers of Qin Weitang who are lingering, it is Yan Xiaobei, who is amnesia at the moment, and Qingtian who is still unable to protect himself. Which of these old and weak women and children behind him does not need to rely on him?

"That's right, Master." Qingtian asked, an old and weak woman and child. "We just left. Who will save Master Xi who was kept by Xiao Yi?"

"Don't worry about it." Yan Xiaobei said, "This will work hard, that guy has been rescued long ago."

"what?!"

...

Ten days ago, the hall of Xiao's house.

Not long after Qin Shan and others left, Xiao Yi closed his eyes as he listened to the report of his subordinates.

You Xiaoyi sat on his right hand side and kept looking at him, before speaking.

"Xiao Yi, don't you really know, what is hidden in that secret book?"

"I do not know."

Xiao Yi closed his eyes.

"Now the secret book has fallen into Qin Shan's hands, and Yan Mobei is also with them. The matter has reached this point. Can't you tell me the truth?" You Xiaoyi asked.

"..."

"Okay! Then can you tell me, why did you shut Xi Chenshui in the dungeon?

"..."

After three consecutive questions, Xiao Yi didn't give a satisfactory answer, and You Xiaoyi laughed angrily.

"Xiao Yi, my Badaotang is cooperating with you. Although each has its own goals and needs. But if you still have this attitude, it seems that there is no need for us to cooperate. I will ask you one last time, Xiao Recalling, are you working for the Xiqiang people!"

He stared at the man in Tsing Yi opposite, and asked the doubts in his heart. In fact, You Xiaoyi has long been aware of it, and Xiao Yi's attitude and behavior of using Tibetan style have always hinted at his truth. It's just that he hid his ears and stolen the bell before, and didn't want to find out. But now the border is in danger, and everyone is like a nest-covering egg, so he can't help but ask.

Hearing these words, Xiao Yi finally looked up.

"No."

"what?"

"I am not doing things for the Xiqiang people, but for myself."

You Xiaoyi sneered, waiting to ask a few more questions, but at this moment someone suddenly hurried to report.

"Master, someone called the door and asked us to release that Xi Chenshui! Subordinates, subordinates and others can't stop him!"

Xiao Yi was about to ask about the situation, but the culprit who hit the door had already ran into the hall by himself.

"Xiao Yi."

Wan Chengxuan took the lead with a sword, and a group of sword servants in white rushed in, blocking the hall.

"Hand over Xi Chenshui." Wan Chengxuan pointed at the opponent.

Pointed at by the cold light of the broad sword and hit by the leader of the martial arts swordsmanship today, Xiao Yi stood up slowly, not in a hurry.

"VIP?"

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Yes, Wan Chengxuan. Go back and tell them, return my people to me, and I will give them to you." As soon as his voice fell, the guards in Xiao's house had already fought against the people in Wan Chengxuan. Together, for a time, the swords and the shadows are endless.

In the dungeon below, Xi Chenshui was drowsy and could not count how long he had been locked up. Since he was locked up, Xiao Yi never asked him again. This abnormal behavior made him feel uneasy, so that day, he seduced Timur and asked him to go out to deliver the letter. In the past few days, Xi Chenshui's anxiety has become heavier and heavier. He always felt that if he didn't escape, Xiao Yi would make a big move.

He was a little anxious, but suddenly footsteps came from the hallway of the prison. This step is vigorous and powerful, obviously a master of the inner family.

Xi Chenshui suddenly raised his head and looked at the prison door.

"You are finally here, Wan—! Why are you?"

Wan Leng took a risk to save people, and saw his eyes almost distracted.

"What's wrong with me? Young Master Xi, the owner is fighting against Xiao Yi on it, so he can only send me down to rescue him. I'm really sorry."

He cut the chains on Xi Chenshui's body three times, "Can you still go, go out with me."

"Wait, wait, you said Wan Chengxuan was playing against Xiao Yi on it? What about Qin Shan?"

Xi Chenshui grabbed him, "Qin Shan, aren't they there?"

"Commander Qin? They entrusted you to the owner, and they have taken a step ahead..." Wan Leng saw that his expression was wrong, and said cautiously, "Actually, I didn't deliberately leave you alone. It's probably a matter of great importance."

The more he said, the more ugly Xi Chenshui's face became. It was of great importance, what else was of great importance? I must have cracked the cheats and went to find the treasure!

Xi Chenshui has been unable to figure out why his pretending to be Qi Ruowang would be uncovered, why they came to save Tibetan wind and the wind was leaked in advance, and why Xiao Yi could find their stronghold so accurately. Over the past few days, he has been thinking about it, and the answer has become clearer in his mind.

At this moment, he came up with the truth, but the truth made him shudder! Xi Chenshui grabbed Wan Leng and said anxiously, "What else? Take me away quickly and let your owner find a way to contact Qin Shan."

"Tell Qin Shan that there are traitors around him!"

In the hall, Wan Chengxuan and Xiao Yi fought each other. It was obvious that the opponent was at a disadvantage, but the more the Lord Wan Zhuang fought, the less it was. Xiao Yi turned around with him everywhere, not as if he was about to fight, but deliberately delaying time.

"I guess, Commander Qin asked you to save people. They must have left Jiangnan by this time."

Xiao Yi beat and retreated, with flutes flying in his hand, "Is he alone? Or is he with others? The long road is long, I'm afraid it is not safe."

At this moment, someone ran in outside the door.

"Master! I saved the young man present, he said, Commander Qin is in danger!"

Wan Chengxuan's eyes flashed, and he was about to withdraw.

"Come as you say, leave as you say!"

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

He said, dropping his flute and slowly pulling out a long sword. The sword light was dazzling, like killing intent in his eyes.

Wan Chengxuan took a half step back, and for the first time faced the opponent in front of him.

And this fight is destined to be unstoppable easily.

At this time, Qin Shan, Liu Han and others had already left the Jiangnan boundary, and went on separate paths. In another ten days, when Wan Chengxuan could finally separate his leisure time and get rid of Xiao Yi's entanglement to inquire about Qin Shan, they could not be traced.

On the eighth day of February, Qin Shan passed the border.

On this day, there are still three days before the birthday of King Xiqiang.

But Liu Han and others are already close to the place where the treasure is buried.

They found the traces of the treasure at the entrance of a crypt deep in the mountain.

"It is said that the survivors of the dynasty retreated to the mountains, and were finally wiped out by the chasing soldiers, and all the royal treasures were burned before death."

Standing at the bottom of the bottomless crypt, Wuwu looked at it, "Now it seems that the rumors are exaggerated."

"Whether it's burning a torch or thrown into a bottomless hell, what's the difference?" Liu Lengren snorted and asked the others, "Hey, idiot, do you see any secrets?"

"There are many organs at this entrance, and there are secrets hidden near the crypt. Let me think about it again." Xiao Yingran silently memorized the family tree of the Xiao family, while dismantling the words to the secret book, his head was big.

No anger said: "The two of you take a rest, I'll go to pick some game nearby."

Liu Han did not forget to compete with him, "Yeah, the monk still eats meat?"

No anger smiled, no words, just before leaving: "Don't be in a hurry for the donor Xiao."

Xiao Yingran nodded without raising his head. While holding the secret book, he wandered around the crypt, muttering words in his mouth, but he was so focused on doing two things, and he didn't pay attention to his feet. He was staggered and fell straight into it. In that abyss.

Xiao Yingran opened his mouth to frustrate, feeling that he was dying, but found that someone was holding him severely.

"Damn it!"

He turned his head and saw Liu Han's panicked and angry face.

"Can't you be careful when you walk!"

"I, I..." Xiao Yingran was dumb with fear of hitting his heart, sweating profusely, "I didn't pay attention."

Liu Han gave him a blank look and sat on the side without speaking.

When Wu Anger came back, he could not help but laugh when he heard about it.

"Donor Liu is so kind to you."

Xiao Yingran's eyes widened, "But he always scolds me, he, he only applauds Qin Commander."

"It's not the same." Wu'er shook his head, "He has admiration, admiration, and...guilt for Qin's benefactor. But to you, he is like taking care of the younger generation, just angering him."

"I don't have such an elder in my family." Xiao Yingran shook his head, "The only brother died when he was a child."

He didn't notice that Wu's face changed when he said this, and he sighed, "If my brother is still there, he will definitely not be as useless as me."

No anger faintly hummed.

"I don't have any brothers or sisters either." He said about himself after a long absence, "After my mother died, I was sent to Shaolin Temple by my father to practice."

Xiao Yingran had heard about a family affair before, and now cautiously said: "Then do you hate your father?"

"hate?"

No anger, laughed, "I have resentment in my heart, but it is not against others, but against myself. As for my father, although he indirectly killed his mother, he still thinks about me in every way. How can I hate him?"

Xiao Yingran was wondering, how could the father who sent his son to become a monk at Shaolin Temple be considered a father for his son?

Before I had time to ask more, someone approached.

"Hey, don't fudge."

Liu Han walked to the side of the fire, the fire was bright and bright, illuminating half of his face.

"Someone is catching up."