Da Bong fights more people

A pair of vertical pupils stared at everyone indifferently.

This dragon is too big, right? Such a body is not suitable for fighting at all. Daoist Jinlian said in the ancient tomb that the monster race does not take the size route. The dragon has the blood of a demon god?

Hmm, maybe the northern monsters have the blood of the demon god, so they are in the same spirit as the northern barbarians who also have the blood of the demon god. Xu Qi'an began to speculate in his heart.

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He heard the sound of swallowing, maintained a vigilant posture, and quickly looked around, and found that the soldiers and guards in the mission all had stiff expressions, and there was horror hidden in their eyes.

Fear of more powerful creatures is the instinct of living beings.

If an ordinary person saw such a terrifying dragon, he would either be so frightened that he would lose control of his bowels on the spot, or he would run away in a panic.

Haven't these soldiers participated in the Battle of Shanhaiguan back then? Well, Chen Xiao must have participated, there was no fear in his eyes Xu Qi'an was thinking, while examining the "black bear" on the mountain and the dragon in the south.

If it's just two fourth-ranks, then it's not a big problem. I'll teach them to be humans later, no, to be demons.

But at this moment, when everyone was terrified because of the appearance of the flood dragon, laughter like silver bells suddenly sounded.

Another strong man came, wearing a red dress, and her black hair was tied into a ponytail with a red ribbon. She came across the weedy wasteland, revealing a pair of red embroidered shoes as she walked.

Every time she took a step, a clump of weeds withered at her feet. Wherever she passed, no grass grew and life disappeared.

The appearance of this woman made the already nervous and fearful members of the mission even more desperate.

"It's them, it's really them," Chu Xianglong murmured, as if he was more at a loss than shocked by what happened before him.

Now that the matter has come to this point, one thing has become a fact, that is, the barbarians not only know that the princess is going to the northern border, but even estimated the time and place.

The barbarians are far less dull than they think.

He was at a loss as to how the barbarians and monsters in the north knew about this and set up an ambush in advance.

"Three ranks and four ranks?"

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple swallowed, his legs trembling slightly.

The faces of the two censors were pale, and they even collapsed. Two fourth-ranks could still resist them. If there were three fourth-ranks, it would be difficult for the current strength of the mission to compete with them.

Even Yang Yan, I'm afraid there are many dangers.

After all, civil servants are civil servants. If they are great Confucians from Confucian schools, the envoys are now considering how to fight back or capture them alive.

"Chu Xianglong, who are they?" Xu Qi'an shouted in a low voice.

He was reminding Chu Xianglong to report information, since he was from the northern barbarian or demon tribe, then Chu Xianglong must know the information about these fourth-rank masters.

Chu Xianglong's face was slumped, and his throat felt dry. Even an experienced general, facing the situation in front of him, he felt that he had no chance of winning.

He took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and said bitterly: "The black dragon is called Tang Shanjun, one of the three leaders of the dragon tribe, and he is good at swimming.

"The one on the mountain is the leader of the barbarian Blackwater tribe, Zalmuha, and the Blackwater tribe is famous for its infinite strength, second only to the Gu clan's Ligu tribe.

"As for this woman, she is a snake demon called Hongling. She and her clansmen are attached to the Qingyan tribe of the barbarian tribe. Hongling herself is the concubine of the leader of the Qingyan tribe."

After a pause, Chu Xianglong said in despair, "They are all fourth grade."

It was really the fourth-rank Dali Temple Prime Minister who swayed and almost couldn't stand still.

In the crowd, the ordinary concubine raised her head, quickly glanced at the three fourth-rank masters, then immediately lowered her head, trembling with fear.

She is a very insecure woman, and she is also timid. Usually, if she thinks about ghosts, she will not dare to sleep at night.

I never thought that one day, I would fall into such a terrible situation.

According to the rumors, the barbarians in the north are savages who drink blood. Their favorite thing to do is to plunder the Dafeng border, eat the men, rape the women, and eat them too.

Falling into the hands of the barbarians, one can imagine the fate.

The three powerhouses of the barbarian and demon race quietly listened to Chu Xianglong's words, and the gorgeous woman named Hongling giggled coquettishly and said:

"Hey, isn't this Deputy General Chu under Duke Huai's command? Three years ago, during the battle of Quyang River, he was thinking of you day and night."

Chu Xianglong snorted coldly: "A defeated general is not brave enough to speak."

"So today, my family is looking for you to continue their relationship." She has a charming voice, and her alluring face is always smiling, with a kind of charming charm.

Chu Xianglong ignored her, gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and his body was tense, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

The coquettish woman smiled, glanced across the group of messengers, paused for a moment on the princess wearing a veiled hat, then looked away, and after observing everyone, she clicked her tongue and said:

"A group of crooked melons and jujubes, except for Yang Yan, you can only make do with General Chu. Obediently hand over the princess, and the slave family can let you have a good time before you die."

Before Xu Qi'an's Vajra Divine Art was performed, there was no divine light shining on his body surface.

"I want Yang Yan. Don't steal it from me. The others will be handed over to you. Kill, eat, or take prisoner, it's up to you."

In the forest above the head, the one-foot-tall giant spoke with a loud voice like thunder.

"How did you track down the mission's whereabouts?"

At this time, someone in the crowd said loudly.

Mr. Tang Shan glanced at the other party and did not answer.

Standing in the forest, looking down on everyone, Zalmuha only had Yang Yan in his eyes.

Only Hong Ling, who was wearing a red dress and had gorgeous facial features, was a little interested when he saw that the interrogator was the handsome Yin Luo, and while flirting with him, he said with a smile:

"you guess."

Hello Sao Xu Qi'an clenched the black gold long knife, not annoyed by the other party's disdain and teasing, the other hand quietly ignited a page of paper.

As the saying goes, if a woman is all red, she is either coquettish or promiscuous.The man is all white, either mother or gay. According to the information disclosed by Chu Xianglong, none of the three fourth-ranks are good at tracking, so there are only two possibilities: a traitor among us.Or, the other party has a companion who has not shown up.

Hey, there are no other strong people around, isn't that right?

Xu Qi'an's heart moved, he sneered and said: "I guess there are warlocks among you to help."

The woman in the red skirt suddenly changed her color, her eyes sharpened suddenly, she looked at him again, and asked, "How do you know?"

Tang Shanjun and Zalmuha looked sideways slightly, and glanced at Xu Qi'an, as if a little surprised.

Sure enough, it's a warlock, you, Yazi, a woman who is not very smart, and you just say something casually. Xu Qi'an kept his expression on the surface, but his heart sank.

He almost had a stress disorder about the word "warlock".

The clear prison that arranged for him, the mysterious magician who seems to have implanted luck in his body, these are Xu Qi'an's heart problems.