0231. Great Change·Night of Killing

"Good brother, I, Temujin, recognize you as my brother today." Young Master Sheyue patted Guo Zhihui on the shoulder and said loudly.

Guo Zhihui was startled and then became ecstatic.

Prairie people recognize brothers as true life-and-death friends.

He was born into a wealthy family and has no concept of money at all. Spending money is like running water. Up close, it is just a number. What he has longed for since he was a child is to be recognized. He can do whatever he wants, but he can get the legendary The recognition of those heroes and heroes is the greatest joy.

"Hahaha, brother Tie, are you serious about what you said?" Guo Zhihui said with great joy: "With your words, I have made up my mind today. Although brother, my limbs are not diligent and my grain is not separated, my father is very afraid that I will die. , so he doesn’t have a first-line single pass, so there are a few big masters around me to protect me secretly. For a while, you don’t have to worry about me, just throw me to the most dangerous place. I can’t die, and I can still attract some for you. Firepower.”

The young military advisor rubbed his brows.

What a living treasure.

While he was talking, the auction outside had already concluded.

"Congratulations to the distinguished guest in Pavilion No. 1 for taking a photo of this Saint of the Prairie Wolf Temple for a sky-high price of 3.5 million gold. Haha, she is a beautiful woman with a beautiful country and a cultivation level at the peak of the Grand Master. Her cultivation level has been imprisoned. With strength and strength, she will be the most perfect woman in the world." The auctioneer was shaking with excitement.

In his hands, such a sky-high price was born. No matter what the reason was, it was enough to make his name resound throughout Chang'an City and even spread to the vast territory of the Western Qin Empire, because this was a record.

"Hey, bring her to the attic. I can't wait to have a taste of this prairie saint." A voice, extremely obscene, with unabashed obscenity, came from the No. 1 attic. came out, and the meaning in the words was expressed vividly.

Hearing such words, all the male creatures in Liufang Street couldn't help but feel hot in their stomachs, and an unspeakable envy welled up in their hearts.

The four great master guards of the Jiaofang Division moved the steel frame and took the Saint of Green Smoke of the Grassland to Pavilion No. 1.

The eyes of the Qingyan Holy Girl were like those of a she-wolf on the grassland, calm and fierce, without even struggling.

at this time--

"Go to hell!"

"Leave people behind."

Several figures, like sharp swords, suddenly shot out from the No. 7 loft.

The sound of the bouncing bowstring vibrating was like thunder, and four lightning-like black lights pierced the night sky, heading directly towards the four great masters of the Jiaofang Division. The sharp arrows were like The fangs of the wolf god that want to devour the world are terrifying to the extreme.

"not good."

The expressions of the four great masters of the Jiaofang Division changed drastically.

They hastily drew their swords and fought back.

Boom boom boom!

In the fiery burst, broken swords and broken blades shot out in the air, and blood mist and white bones exploded. Two of the four great masters were shot into pieces. The remaining two were also seriously injured. He was shot dozens of meters away by the arrow and crashed into a distant building, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

The smell of blood filled the air instantly.

On Liufang Street, after a brief period of shock, the crowd immediately screamed and became confused.

Five figures landed on the main stage. Four of them were strong men from the prairie who were as tall as tall towers. The other was the young prairie strategist. He held an inch-long dagger in his hand, with a slight backhand. , it seemed like several starlights were spilling out, and with the sound of tinkling metal, the steel frame holding the Qingyan Saint was falling apart like rotten wood.

The figure of the Qingyan Saint was slightly swaying, but she stood firm on the ground.

"break!"

The young military advisor's dagger cut across the arc of the metal, directly cutting off the Qingyan Saint's wrists and the handed-over forbidden martial arts shackles.

The green divine light surged instantly on the prairie saint's body.

A wild throb that seemed to come from the boundless and deep prairie, centered on the Prairie Saint, spread in all directions, and in the night sky, there seemed to be the sound of howling wolves.

In the VIP Pavilion No. 7, Temujin, the young master of Sheyue, walked out of the shattered wall with a figure like an iron tower, and said loudly: "Protect Qing Yan, leave here first."

Those four arrows were fired by the Young Master Sheyue.

His strength was extremely tyrannical, and he was an invincible strong man in the Xiantian realm.

At this time, the chaos on Liufang Street has reached its extreme. The screaming fun seekers and the crowd watching the excitement are running towards Liufang Street crazily, as if a stick has been stabbed in the sparrow's nest. Running outside, the originally orderly environment suddenly seemed to turn into a battlefield.

The army that was originally waiting outside Liufang Street in Jiaofangsi was rushed out by the chaotic crowd. The formation was immediately scattered and it was impossible to rush in and provide immediate support.

However, there are still many official experts ambushing around the main stage.

"Surround it up."

"Don't let one go."

"Prairie barbarians who dare to commit crimes in our Qin Kingdom will be killed."

"Kill the barbarians."

All kinds of shouts and shouts came from all directions.

The silhouettes of people flickered, and the masters of the Jiaofang Division and the official grand masters appeared from all sides, and some figures leaped up from the chaotic crowd and surrounded the main stage. , all with sharp blades on their bodies, they are sect masters invited by the Jiaofang Division.

Obviously, the Jiaofang Division has responded adequately, not without any response.

"Kill out from the west." Temujin held a long bow, raised his hand and shot four more arrows. Like a poisonous dragon piercing the air, he shot four Jiaofangsi masters who were trying to get close to the main dancer to surround and kill them, and blasted them into the air. among.

The power of the divine arrow shocked all directions.

For a moment, the experts from all sides did not dare to step forward.

Temujin roared, leading dozens of grassland warriors in Pavilion No. 7, rushing to the stage to join Qingyan Sheng.

"Here comes the bow."

The Qingyan Saintess raised her hand.

Behind Temujin, a strong man on the grassland took out a 1.5-meter-long golden bow from his bulging backpack and handed it to the Holy Girl of Qingyan.

The prairie war goddess immediately gained momentum with a bow in her hand.

She pulled it with her bare hand, and the big golden bow was like a full moon. The moonlight condensed on the bowstring, turning into a giant golden light arrow. It was pointed in the direction of Pavilion No. 1 and shot out.

The golden giant arrow stuck to the ground for one meter and directly exploded into the void. Where the arrow tip was directed, the air flowed turbulently like fragments. Wherever it passed, the ground was cut open with a huge scratch as if by an invisible giant plow. Any obstruction Everything between the clusters of golden arrows was smashed to pieces, including two master-level masters. They had no time to react before they were torn into bloody powder by the airflow.

The power of an arrow is so terrifying.

Women really do hold grudges.

Before, someone in Pavilion No. 1 secretly said that he wanted to enjoy the Holy Maiden of Blue Smoke, but now, what he received was an arrow that would destroy the world.

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"Oh no."

In the center of Building 10, [Feng Junzi] Wang Chen felt his heart skip a beat when he saw this sudden change.

What's going on with these prairie barbarians?

The scene is in chaos, and the next auction will definitely not be able to proceed. What will Mrs. Tang do?

He turned back and looked towards Princess Qin Zhen, only to see Qin Zhen's figure flash and disappear into the room.

"I'll go find Mrs. Tang. Mr. Wang, according to the original plan, take Tang Mi and Tang Tang away from the Jiaofang Department as soon as possible..."

The lingering voice of Princess Qin Zhen sounded in the room.

With the courage to make a prompt decision, it is obvious that Her Royal Highness the Princess is much more decisive than her think tank.

Wang Chen felt a chill in his heart and did not dare to neglect. He immediately asked Tang Tang and Tang Mi, who had already completed their disguises, to put on cloaks, hoodies, and masks to cover their faces. On their bodies, they were blessed with the ability to isolate the breath and prying eyes. After using the wind technique, he pulled out the bidding jade plaque inserted into the magic weapon and left Pavilion No. 10 with the word "girl" in his hand.

Everything is in order.

Before the filming started tonight, a backup plan had been prepared. If Mrs. Tang and the second daughter could not be auctioned, the only option would be to rob them. Various subsequent reception and transfer routes have been arranged. If everything goes well. , can transfer people out of Chang'an City in the shortest possible time.

Now because of the uprising of the prairie people, this backup plan must be activated in advance.

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"Huh? Not good... where are the people?"

A white figure came into the steel float where Mrs. Tang was previously imprisoned. Suddenly, she was shocked. The door of the steel float was opened, and Mrs. Tang, who was supposed to be inside, disappeared.

How could it transfer so quickly?

She floated in, looked around, and saw a Jiaofangsi guard who was shivering and trying to escape. She grabbed her directly, touched the tip of her sword, and shouted: "Where is Mrs. Tang? Where has she been moved to?" "

"Took away by..." The guard was so frightened that he said tremblingly.

"Where was it taken?" The white figure said with a cold tone, "Who took it away?"

"It was... taken away by the distinguished guests in the attic of No. 15. It was Mr. Liu's brand, saying that it had been pre-ordered in advance. We didn't dare to stop..." The guard's bamboo tube was like pouring beans, and all of them were recruited.

What?

broken.

The white figure was in a hurry.

Through the previous bidding process, it can be determined that the people in Pavilion No. 15 are General Tang's enemies during his lifetime. If Mrs. Tang falls into the hands of these people, the end... is simply unimaginable.

And, why do these people react so quickly?

Calculating the time, Mrs. Tang was taken away in advance, before the prairie barbarians launched an attack. In other words, before that, the Jiaofang Division had already known that the auction could not proceed and directly sold Mrs. Tang to Pavilion No. 15. ...The situation is not right, there is a conspiracy!

The white figure was shocked.

At this time——

"Haha, little guy, what are you looking for?"

A sound like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing together sounded from behind, and a zombie old man with a pale face as if covered with a thick layer of white and pink blue-gray robes appeared, with a hint of cruelty in his blistered eyes, and a chill all over his body. , slowly came towards the white figure.

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"Hahaha, those idiots were fighting for the lead in front, but they didn't expect that we had already obtained the great beauty in advance. Hahaha, tsk tsk tsk, she is so beautiful. Tang Chong has such a beautiful woman. , no wonder he died early, hahaha..." Liang Yifei laughed proudly.