Fish swimming around the world

The high priest shook his head slowly: "The King of Chu only defeated the power of the Sikong family. But the Eighty-Eight Villages are located in the dense forests of the Ten Thousand Mountains. The village follows the ancient clan system. Even if it can be conquered, it is difficult to govern. The orders of the King of Chu often cannot enter the Eighty-Eight Villages. In the early days, the King of Chu also sent officials, but these officials died inexplicably. The King of Chu was indeed furious, but the Ten Thousand Mountains were rugged and difficult to travel, which was extremely unfavorable for the army to fight. Thinking of the cost of attacking the Eighty-Eight Villages again, he could only bear it. So now, Chu only has some constraints on the village in name."

Jiang Fan seemed to understand: "So, the King of Chu cannot fundamentally control the Eighty-Eight Villages, so this gives the Sikong family an opportunity..."

The high priest said: "As the prince said, Sikong The family gathered the remaining forces of the family and secretly regained control of the twelve villages. In particular, Sikong Yu was very ambitious and wanted to unify the eighty-eight villages, regain the position of the chieftain, and restore the heyday of the Sikong family. "

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment: "As you said, he only controlled the twelve villages, who is in charge of the other seventy-six villages?"

The high priest said: "Each village is independent. Although some individual villages have united, in general, the Sikong family is still the most powerful, so many of the other seventy-six villages also cooperate with it."

"So, who else is there in the direct line of the Sikong family besides Sikong Yu?"

"Only his father Sikong Tu is left."

Jiang Fan was stunned. No wonder, this kid often flees when he sees that the situation is not good. Apart from other things, his ability to save his life is first-class. It turns out that he is the only one left.

The high priest continued, "But Sikong Tu has long been hidden behind the scenes, and he handed over the power to Sikong Yu ten years ago."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Ten years ago? Sikong Yu looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. Does that mean he took power at the age of five or six?"

Although the high priest didn't understand why the king knew so little about his opponent, he patiently explained, "Sikong Yu is actually more than thirty years old."

"Ah?" Jiang Fan was stunned. Is this guy not grown up?

"Sikong Yu practiced some kind of evil art when he was a teenager, and his body stopped growing, so he became like this."

Haha, that's it. No wonder this guy doesn't act like a real teenager at all.

"How much do you know about the masked man with him?" Jiang Fan always felt that the black iron masked man gave him more pressure. The man's eyes seemed to always hide many things, making people feel uneasy when they saw him.

The high priest shook his head: "I have never heard of it. Today is the first time I have seen it."

Jiang Fan frowned and thought for a while, then turned to look at his brother-in-law: "Brother Chaofeng, when you fought with that man just now, can you see the way out from the martial arts?"

Ying Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head: "I don't know, he just used his power to block my attack, and there is no way to see anything. But he is very powerful, a venerable can actually take 50% of my power without dying."

"50% of my power?" Jiang Fan was stunned: "Why didn't you use more strength just now?"

Ying Wuming knocked his head: "Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death? You said you would try to catch him alive."

Uh... Jiang Fan was speechless. He did explain this matter before.

"Your Majesty, we don't know much about these two people. This time, we had to do this because the Dongzi was threatened. Please forgive me."

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "You can't be blamed for being coerced. It's a great kindness to repent in time."

Ying Wuming said sincerely: "I also want to thank you. My Vajra Body has taken a step further."

In fact, in addition to this, Jiang Fan himself knew that although they were used by Sikong Yu on the surface, he was also using them behind the scenes. So he smiled: "Then your merits and demerits offset each other."

Seeing that King Xiaoyao really didn't care about this matter, the high priest and others were much more natural. After all, even the King Xiaoyao of the Great Qin did not have such a great deterrent effect on them. King Xiang Chen of Chu couldn't raise troops to attack the Twelve Dongs, and it was even more difficult for the Great Qin far away to do so.

The reason why they were respectful to Jiang Fan was more out of the idea of ​​not wanting to offend people at the weakest moment of the Dongzi.

After chatting casually for a few more sentences, Jiang Fan saw that he could not get any useful information, so he planned to ask his brother-in-law to leave.

Yin Yue was obviously a little anxious. She had just made a quick decision and completely offended Sikong Yu. In fact, she had her own ideas. Seeing that Jiang Fan seemed to be leaving, she wanted to speak immediately.

But before she could speak, Ying Wuming suddenly walked in front of her: "Do you want to marry me?"

Yin Yue was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, but she said with certainty: "Yes."

Ying Wuming looked at her seriously: "Then you have to become stronger."

Yin Yue was stunned, and Jiang Fan was also stunned. Did his brother-in-law come to his senses?

Ying Wuming said, "Your Gu technique is very useful to me, but you are still too weak now. If you can reach the Gu King realm within three years, I will take you as my... I will marry you."

Yin Yue's eyes lit up: "Do you mean what you say?"

Ying Wuming said, "I Chaofeng never lie." As he said that, he took off a piece of golden armor from his body: "You keep this as a proof."

Yin Yue took the goose egg-sized armor and smiled happily, her eyes like crescent moons. Then she took off a pendant from her ear and put it in Ying Wuming's hand: "In three years, I will definitely reach the Gu King realm! Ah Lang, you wait for me."

Ying Wuming looked at her, "With the Holy Gu, will you become stronger faster?"

Yin Yue was startled: "Yes, the Holy Gu is very important to us."

Ying Wuming nodded, turned to Jiang Fan and said, "I want to do something."

Jiang Fan looked at him and smiled: "Okay, you have been helping me all the way, this time you can do whatever you want. The main thing is... I also want to kill those two guys."

Yin Yue just reacted and said uncertainly: "You... do you want to help us take back the Holy Gu?"

Ying Wuming said: "It depends on whether you can find them."

Yin Yue was pleasantly surprised, "If the prince can mobilize experts, plus A Lang, we can definitely take it back..."

Suddenly her face changed: "No... They are guarding very tightly, if we threaten them with the Holy Gu, there is still no way."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "There are not so many things in the world that cannot be solved. We can't mobilize a large army, but it is not difficult to rob or steal something. As long as you can find where they are."

Just now, we already know that this Xiaoyao King is very powerful, and there is also this martial saint who is almost immune to all poisons. If he suddenly emerges with a surprise force, it is really possible. And this kind of opportunity is hard to come by. If you miss this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find such a person again.

Yue Shentong does not want to and cannot be controlled by others for a long time. Yin Yue and the high priest discussed it briefly and then decided. Yin Yue said, "You don't have to find them. I know where the Holy Gu is. Before it matures, it needs a special environment to cultivate the Holy Gu, and they can't carry it with them. I can take you there."

"Just tell me the location, no need to do anything." Ying Wuming said.

Yin Yue said, "That place is in one of the twelve villages, and the defense is very tight. We tried to seize it, but failed. They also threatened to destroy the Holy Gu, and paid a heavy price. Since then, we have never dared to act rashly again."

Jiang Fan laughed, "You don't have to move this time, because you have a good A Lang. Hahaha."

Yin Yue's beautiful face suddenly blushed.

But Jiang Fan was surprised to find that Yin Huan's eyes were a little dim. He couldn't help but sigh in wonder, could it be that this sister also has feelings for her brother-in-law?

The excitement of Yueshendong and the other two was beyond words. A martial saint and a prince were willing to help them take back the holy Gu. If they succeeded, with Yueshendong's strength, they would no longer have to be controlled by others and would not have to fear threats from outsiders.

"If the holy Gu can be taken back, I, Yueshendong, am willing to establish an everlasting friendship with the prince and Mr. Chaofeng."

Jiang Fan smiled. He knew that people in southern Xinjiang valued friendship very much, and this was equivalent to a solemn oath.

Yin Yue quickly introduced the detailed information of the village. Just as Jiang Fan took a branch and was about to outline the infiltration route and retreat route, Ying Wuming shook his head.

"Mr., you can't go."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Ying Wuming said: "Although you have true energy, you don't know how to use it at all. If you go, you will be a burden."

Damn it...

Jiang Fan was upset.

At least he now estimated that he also had the true power of a master, but he was despised like this.

I still overestimated you, my brother-in-law is still as bad at talking as ever!

Helplessly, he was telling the truth. He really didn't use it well. These days, under Ying Wuming's guidance, Jiang Fan has made great progress, but unfortunately his body and consciousness are still difficult to adapt to this mysterious martial arts. Especially in terms of consciousness, Jiang Fan always feels that he can't keep up. In the past, that kind of strange power occasionally erupted once or twice, and he didn't have any special experience. Once this mysterious thing of going up and down and breaking stones with fists and palms became a routine, a guy like him who had no ideological foundation found it difficult to adapt for a while, and always felt weird and unreal.