The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

The other party's eyes turned demented after a short period of fear, and he answered Shao Ziqian's question obediently, "There was a white devil who killed many people, and no one could survive under his hands. After the leader went crazy, he threw gunpowder on the battlefield where he went. "

Shao Ziqian opened his eyes wide and suddenly shot a sword to death. The man muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible."

There were screams around him again, but Shao Ziqian didn't pay attention to it. He pulled up another person and grabbed him by the collar and asked the question again with red eyes, "What happened last night?!"

"White demon, kill him, this is a blasphemy against God, you must kill him."

"What happened last night?!"

"Dead, all dead, I should die too."

The continuously falling corpses made the surroundings return to silence. Shao Ziqian opened his eyes and looked at the corpses. He looked around blankly and tried to find someone who could tell him that he was fine.

Shao Ziqian tilted his head and thought for a while, "Ah, yes, there is another way."

Yes, there is another way, even if I forgot to dispose of the gunpowder, I can make up for it, even if I forgot to go back to find Ling Xuan, I can make up for it.

Ouyang Wangu, the legendary skill that can change fate against the sky, Shao Ziqian set off again and rushed straight up the mountain wall that he came down from, as if he would not get tired and recklessly went up, once again came to the mountain forest and rushed towards a place.

You have to retreat, as long as you practice this exercise well, as long as you can succeed, then there is no problem.

In the final analysis, it was still my fault, Shao Ziqian's ironic expression was full of despair, if the gunpowder hadn't flowed into Nazamu, it would be great if he turned back like Yin Tianming.

What should I do to erase all this if.

There was a waterfall in front of him, Shao Ziqian stopped and looked at the lake surface, scooped up a handful of water, spread it on his face, rubbed his face, got up, cut down the trees around him, and started to build a wooden house, the sword in his hand, which was originally used to kill people, cut the wood over and over again, and then Stitch it together.

Shao Ziqian did it seriously and proficiently. This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. He has done this kind of thing a lot before. He has already started doing this kind of thing when he was young and traveling with his father.

Until the death of my father, I did everything by myself, and I experienced many things during the period, but this time it was different, whether it was that person or the whole thing, everyone's life and death were counted, but only That person was not in the plan.

Perhaps he should not have been allowed to come in the first place, Shao Ziqian weakly lowered his head and dealt with everything in front of him mechanically, until it was dark, a small house stood by the lake, Shao Ziqian lay down on the wooden boards in the house and fell asleep.

Qiangwei has already made long-term preparations. Even if the leader can go down the cliff directly, he will not be able to bring Mr. Ling back. It will take ten days to ride back from Nazamu. After playing for a while, Qiangwei sighed and stopped thinking about this unresolved matter.

However, the most desperate thing is that leader Shao hid himself in a deep mountain forest and disappeared. Qiangwei would be kept in the dark before Ling Xuan returned to Bocheng.

On the way back to Bocheng, Ling Xuan was still looking at the scenery leisurely, completely unaware that there was another person waiting for him to go back in Bocheng.