Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"One, two, three, four, five ... six ?! It's all red ghosts."

The middle-aged man in gray robes felt some coolness in his back at this time, he whispered, "I originally felt that my little brother must be a fellow middleman of the ambassador. I didn't expect that you could control so many powerful people. Ghosts, young, amazing. "

"Uncle, don't praise me so much, right?" Guan Heng smiled slightly. "Since you are not here to help the Mudu tribe, then the two of us are not enemies for the time being. In Xiaguan Heng, we haven't consulted the senior Gao Ming."

Speaking of this, Guan Hengquan held his hands in salute, and constrained the six ghosts secretly, allowing them to converge and slowly shrink back to their backs, thereby expressing no apparent hostility.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in the gray robe couldn't help nodding his head secretly, admiring the other person although he was young and possessed superb strength, but he was not arrogant and good-hearted. Because I feel ashamed of my ancestors, I have given up on it many years ago, just call me 'Ginger'. "

"It turned out to be Uncle Jiang." Guan Heng scratched his head at the moment and said, "Uncle Jiang, I mean what you said just now. I want to let my ghosts eat a corpse during the war on Songguo Mountain. Is that correct? "

"Yes, I have the intention." The gray robe man "Ginger" asked at this time: "What? Brother Guan want to stop me?"

"No no no, I don't mean it at all."

Guan Heng smiled with a hand and said, "The saying goes," After the soldiers, there will be a great epidemic. "After a large-scale battle, there will be countless dead bodies. If not handled in time, the dead body will spread the disease. There will also be ghouls everywhere, and I think you will let the ghosts eat the excess corpses, but it is a good thing. "

"Uh, I have never heard such a thorough analysis ..."

There was a sudden surprise on the face of "Ginger" in the gray robe. He said, "In the past, I just thought about letting the ghost eat the corpse, but I didn't realize the deeper meaning. Hehe, little brother, you Very smart, I really admire you even more. "

Having said that, the man in the gray robe made a fist to Guan Heng: "Then, I will leave first."

When Guan Heng saw him going, he asked loudly, "Hey, Uncle Jiang, don't you want to stay and watch the fun?"

"Ha ha ha, if this war Weishui tribe has your help, there is no doubt that such a simple ending has lost my interest in watching the war."

At the end of the conversation, the figure of "Ginger" has slowly disappeared on the forest path: "I will appear tomorrow to 'clean up' the idiots of Mudu tribe, and speak for me and Xu Fei "Thanks, he thanked him for providing the corpse to my ghost."

"Hey, hey, the cousins ​​of the ambassador ghosts have encountered more and more recently." Guan Heng watched Jiang's back disappear at this moment, and then said to himself, "I should return to the Weishui tribe village. . "

...

At the same time, led by more than a thousand men, Han Tu, the chief of the Mudu tribe ambushing around Songguo Mountain, but heard bad news, Han Xu sent to the narrow lane of the canyon to take the stolen soldiers. Just returned and informed that the cave where the armor was hidden completely collapsed and nothing could be taken out.

In addition, Han Yu waited and waited. He did not see a torch lurking inside the Weishui tribe village. He did not know if Zhu Guo had dropped scorpion poison in the water source. He was really anxious.

"Patriarch, the alliance friendship of other small tribes is now withdrawing." At this time, an elder with a huge blade next to him came and whispered: "There is no signal from the mountain, otherwise, we will also withdraw ... "

"shut up!"

"Pop!" Anxious Han Han threw his hands and gave the other a slap in the face, and he snarled exhaustedly: "Lao Tzu waited for ten years to wait for the day to attack the Weishui tribe. You actually let me retreat now! What do you want to do? "

"Hmm--" Han Yan said more and more angry, suddenly pulled out his long sword and waved at the other side: "Useless waste, I kill you first to stabilize the heart!"

"When!" A heavy halberd suddenly came across the oblique stab to hold Han's long sword. Another elder hurriedly advised: "The patriarch is angry, the elder Tang is guilty for a moment, he has been loyal to you for many years, and asked the patriarch to spare him once. "

The elder Tang, who consciously said nothing, also hurriedly said, "The patriarch forgives and the patriarch forgives, and his subordinates will never dare."

"Well, waste, as soon as the war starts, I'll let you be the first to rush up." Han Yan took a heavy sputum on the ground and turned away with a sigh of hum.

At that moment, the elder Tang was secretly sulking, the blue tendons on his forehead snapped, and he thought to himself, "Han, you crazy dog, I'll see how bad you are!"

At this moment, there was a Mudu tribe striding meteor from a distance. He shouted in his mouth, "Report to the patriarch, the mountain and the mountain lighted a torch--"

"Wonderful!" Han Yan was ecstatic when he heard this. He immediately raised his sword and yelled at everyone behind him: "Chong-kill me in the Weishui tribe with me, kill more and have rewards, one is not Stay! Kill kill kill— "

"Kill! Rush!" The Mudu tribe army who had spent the whole night finally found the outlet for venting, they raised their blades and screamed towards the mountain.

...

At this moment, Guan Heng was with Xu Fei, the chief of the Weishui tribe, and the two were chatting in the underground secret casting room of his house.

"Well, I seem to hear someone yelling from the foot of the mountain." Guan Heng said to Xu Fei with a smile at the moment: "It seems that the torch signal from Zhu Ping really worked."

"Fortunately, Zhu Ping still has a trace of conscience, and he has not poisoned the water in the village. Now he can help us lead the group of Mudu tribe to the mountains. Hey, this time the other party will be miserable."

Xu Fei touched his short jaw, then said, "Hey, do n’t mention those, the above things, Brother Agou and my nephews are enough to settle. I have to thank you, thanks to this time. I took the key to open the copper box. Otherwise, the next time I want to see the bronze monument, I have to smash the box. "

"Hehehe, you're welcome.

Guan Heng said, "By the way, I heard from the Fengnan patriarch of the Bainan tribe that you are best at casting boxes with various blades, like snow bows and arrows on my body. Hongyun sword and Jumang sword are just right Need a 'Bronze Sword Box'? How about the chief Xu?

"Well ..."

Xu Fei sold off Guanzi at this time, and his eyes kept turning around. It seemed a little hesitant. Guan Heng immediately saw the other person's mind, and immediately took out a bamboo tube from his arms and passed it: "喏, A blend of five kinds of fruit and nectar, which is specially prepared for you. "

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