HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

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The next morning, when the sky was unclear, Kunpeng hadn't gotten up yet, and they heard the innkeeper ask the buddy, "Did they check out?"

The buddy said, "It's time to check out. But it's strange that they don't have the courage to come, they look very decadent, and they seem to be escaping. They will leave in a hurry."

Kunpeng looked up and there was no sunlight, only the inn lights.

something wrong.

He quickly turned over and got up, came to the account room, the shopkeeper had already left, he asked the man: "Little brother, did those messengers come to your place last time?"

"Here it is. There are dozens of miles in the area. There are no people in the sky. There is only our inn. He can't think of it."

"Before, did they leave before dawn?"

"How come? Basically no guest will leave before dawn."

Kun Peng immediately thought about the fact that he broke into the next door last night. The Mongolian envoys were probably afraid because of his appearance. Several of them, why should they be afraid of him? And they did not know that he was Kun Peng, nor did he know his kung fu.

Mei Chaofeng also got up: "Master, why are you so early?"

Kun Peng said to the man: "We also check out."

Then he greeted Mei Chaofeng, quickened his whip, chased the Mongolian messengers, and quickly caught up with them.

Several of them looked at these two unexpected guests, surprised and frightened.

The two did not speak. They did not want to understand what they were asking, so they waited for the Mongolian messengers to speak.

The Mongolian messenger looked at them. For a long time, one messenger stepped forward: "Two of us, we will faithfully convey the words of the king to Khan, please rest assured."

Kun Peng was slightly shocked, he thought, they actually regarded us as a flower punter? Thought we were going to kill them?

"Caravan's business..." Kun Peng deliberately tried to probe, and had to use his spiritual power to force himself to speak the language of Huazizi.

Mei Chaofeng didn't understand his words, and he didn't know how he suddenly spoke a strange language, but stared at him staring blankly.

When the messenger heard it, he quickly replied in the language of the squatter model: "The king told us to hide the truth of the caravan, and only told Dahan that the caravan passed the Western Region and went west. When we go back, we will naturally say the same thing. Will not disclose any news of the caravan's destruction. Please tell the king to let him rest assured that my Mahmoud will do his best for the motherland."

Kun Peng heard faintly that there was a problem here. As soon as he applauded Mei Chaofeng, she immediately pointed her sword at Mahmoud and asked a Mongolian messenger beside her in Mongolian: "Who is this person?"

Mahmoud is also a Mongolian ambassador. He naturally understands Mongolian and he quickly answers in Mongolian: "I am Mahmoud, the head of the mission."

"Don't ask you, shut me up!" Mei Chaofeng said angrily.

Looking at her ruthless look and murderousness, Mahmoud took a step back unconsciously.

The messenger pointed at by the sword had to say: "Yes, he is Mahmoud, the head of the caravan."

Kun Peng frowned, the head of the caravan? That is to say, aren't these messenger heads?

"Then are you caravans?" Mei Chao asked coldly, "I haven't seen you bring anything?"

"The two of us are the messengers of the second batch of envoys." The man pointed to a messenger beside him. Kun Peng saw that the two were the two who lived next to them last night.

"What about other people?"

"Other people? Mahmoud is the head of the caravan, and the other are the return envoys sent by King Mahmoud?"

Kunpeng looked at them and asked, "You only went to Hua Huazi Zimo for the second time?" He didn't believe that in order to stabilize the rear and also to make good relations with Huaya Zimo, Mongolia sent only two envoys. And here, there are as many as seven or eight people returning to Huayazimo.

"No, yes, yes..." The messenger stopped talking.

Mahmoud shouted, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know, don't you want to die?"

Kun Peng sneered: "Sure enough, there is a problem." Fly to the two messengers on the horse, quickly mentioned them away from the places where the scorpions die.

They never imagined that Kunpeng would seize them and the Mongolian emissary, and immediately withdrew their weapons separately to come to kill Kunpeng. ..

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