Infinite Throne

   Chapter 934 Captive

   In the yard.

  People go to court empty.

   When the mysterious apocalypse assassin suddenly disappeared in front of Nan Wangye in a strange way, Xia Xingchen stared at the dried tea stains on the table, his gloomy facial features seemed to be able to squeeze out ink at any time.

for a long time,

  Xia Xingchen got up and walked into the inner room.

   There is a luxurious latrine in the house, dedicated.

  Xia Xingchen locked himself in the narrow toilet and dodged inside.

   There is someone else in the latrine.

   Don't get me wrong, it's a man.

   "I said, Lord Nan, if I didn't know you well, I know that you are not very masculine, otherwise you will have a secret meeting on such occasions, and if you change it to someone else, I am afraid it will cause a huge misunderstanding."

   Mud Bodhisattva stuck his whole body against the wall of the latrine, watching the King Zhennan who carefully squeezed in, with an embarrassed wry smile on his face.

  Xia Xingchen gritted his teeth: "It's safe here."

   "How do you know he can't get in here?"

   "No," Xia Xingchen shook his head and said what he thought: "He disdains it."

   The current situation is, in a nutshell,

  Xia Xingchen was frightened by the apocalypse assassin's ability to come and go without a trace. If he wanted to talk about some secrets, he had to hide in the toilet, so he could feel at ease.

   Mud Bodhisattva is also helpless.

   He never imagined that an assassin who was not in the Bodhisattva Building could scare Nan Wangye into such a bird.

   King Zhennan was in private contact with the Apocalypse Assassin about this matter. In the entire Bodhisattva Building, except for the mud Bodhisattva, no one else knew about it.

  Because Xia Xingchen knew very well that although the Bodhisattva Building was under the control of Ni Bodhisattva, the assassins in this building were not the ones who didn't leak the news at all.

  This matter, the less people know, the better.

   "That person, really so scary?"

   Mud Bodhisattva squinted and smiled, and a curious light flashed between his eyes.

   King Zhennan was reluctant to tangle on the point that the Apocalypse Assassin was "terrifying or not". He used short words to describe the content of the meeting and conversation between the two.

"Oh?" Mud Bodhisattva was even more curious about the mysterious assassin who made Nan Wang's conversation change. After a moment of contemplation, Mud Bodhisattva muttered to himself, "Two cents in the world? You are so bold... Your lord, you agreed. ?"

   King Zhennan sneered and lowered his voice: "How could this king agree to such an excessive request!? In the end, this king only gave up only five provinces!"

   Mud Bodhisattva was silent.

   He felt that it was all cutting the land, cutting half, and cutting a little, there was not much difference.

   The point is, Lord Nan cut it.

When Ni Bodhisattva was silent, Nan Wangye pondered the deep meaning of the other party's silence, and felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly laughed: "Even if it is five provinces, if you want to dig a piece from my world, it is not so much. Easy!"

   "If he has the ability, he can take it away! I'm afraid that he... doesn't have this life!"

  …

  …

   After leaving Jingnan City.

  Irin was sitting by a wild river, sitting and fishing.

   Fishing rods and hooks are all made temporarily and look crude and unprofessional.

   Bai Chuchu was lying on the side, watching the fish coming and going in the river, she couldn't bear to dig the soil in front of her with her claws.

   She felt very strange, with the young master's ability, it doesn't take so much trouble to catch fish, but looking at the young master's expression, why does he look so happy?

   "Don't ask," Yi Rin saw through the narrator's thoughts and took the initiative to explain: "I'm not catching fish, but loneliness."

  Since the young master said so,

   Bai Chuchu didn't ask whether to fish or not.

   She chose to ask another thing.

   "Master, do humans value 'territory' very much?"

   "Oh? As a dignified cat, why would you ask such a question?"

   "Master, didn't you ask for half of the land as a reward?"

"That's what you're talking about," Yi Rin sat on the stone, shook the fishing rod gently, and smiled: "Generally speaking, when King Zhennan asks me to do something, and my lion opens his mouth, he will Two speculations."

  The cat listened quietly.

Yi Rin continued: "One, asking prices all over the sky; this is a common bargaining tactic. He would think that when I asked for such a high price at the beginning, I reserved room for bargaining. For example, if you want a hundred fish in one go, Isn't it too much? But what if your psychological price is only ten fish?"

   Bai Chuchu suddenly realized: "So it is! Young master, you will say, 'You want too much! Twenty!' Even if it is twenty, Chuchu has made a lot of money!"

   "Smart, that's the truth."

  Irin praised.

   "But Master, what you said is only one, what about the other?"

"Second..." Yi Rin laughed, his wrist flicked, a live fish weighing several pounds was thrown up high and landed in front of Bai Chuchu, who was stunned, Yi Rin took out the tools from the storage space, Skilled in descaling, bleeding, deboning, and slicing.

   In the process of processing the ingredients, Yi Rin continued to explain: "The second speculation is simpler to put it plainly. No matter how much I want, it has nothing to do with my real psychological price, it's all smoke bombs."

   "Master, what do you want?"

   Smell.

  Irin put a plate of sashimi in front of Bai Chuchu.

  The white cat eats hard.

  Sashimi, has a unique flavor.

   "Children only make choices, of course I want them all," Yi Rin smiled, and the carpenter's knife drew a pie-shaped outline in front of him: "What I want is... the world."

  …

  …

   The war spreads.

   The whole East wins Shenzhou, and there is no escape.

   Countless people have been displaced,

   Countless people are homeless,

   Countless wives and ions are separated,

  Countless people...Grass grows grass.

  Xia Xiaoman is on an expedition, and this expedition is coming to winter again.

   The nineteenth year of the Keshen calendar.

January.

  Xia Xiaoman is in the north, fighting against the King of the North.

   The king of Zhengbei got the eldest prince to take refuge, and he was very confident. He called himself "the emperor of orthodoxy", and shouted the slogan of "recapture the Xia family's country".

  In an unnamed valley, the army led by Xia Xiaoman met with a squad of hundreds of scouts from King Zhengbei.

  The Shenwu Army won a big victory with an overwhelming numerical advantage.

  The Shenwu Army captured fifty of the Northern King's Army and escorted them to the barracks.

   In the cages made of stainless steel, many prisoners with bloodstained faces were locked.

   "General Zhenping, General Shenwu has handed down a book, please use General Zhenping to use the Soul Searching Immortal Technique to find out the marching deployment of the Northern King's Army."

   An elite of the Shenwu Army presented a dense scroll.

  Xia Xiaoman expressionlessly tore open the secret scroll, glanced at it, and threw it into the furnace, destroying the corpse.

   "This General personally questioned the prisoners."

  Xia Xiaoman was alone, walking towards the prisoner camp with his sonorous steps.

   On the way, many soldiers of the Shenwu Army expressed their admiration for this legendary female general.

   If at the beginning, they also criticized a woman riding on their head and giving orders, but after nearly half a year of **** guerrilla warfare between the north and the south, no one has such a stupid idea anymore.

   First of all, Xia Xiaoman is a qi refiner of gold pills. On the battlefield, not to mention that one cavalry is worth ten thousand, one person can easily deal with an army of a thousand people.

   Furthermore, this general Zhenping, no matter how desperate he is facing, always has some bizarre strategies to lead the soldiers to break through the siege and kill the heavens.

   It can be said that among the thousand personal soldiers under the leadership of Xia Xiaoman, each one has taken a life from Xia Xiaoman, and some have more than one.

   They seem to be reborn, and they also obey General Zhenping, and they follow each other in life and death.

  No one still remembers that she was the eldest princess who used to be dressed in fine clothes and jade in the deep palace. They only know that this woman in battle armor and with a resolute face is the unparalleled and unparalleled female general.

   "Brother Jian, Brother Jian, Xia Xiaoman called Brother Jian, OVER."

   On the way to the captive camp, Xia Xiaoman waved from time to time to the subordinates who cast admiring glances, took out the nails and contacted Jian Nanchun.

Although    Jian Nanchun hasn't shown up for a long time, Xia Xiaoman knows that Senior Brother Jian is nearby.

   Whether you are practicing or sleeping, Senior Brother Jian is definitely there.

   It's like Senior Brother Lin Yi is also in a corner of the world and is working hard for this great cause. Xia Xiaoman firmly believed in this.

   She has been able to persevere to this day, thanks to the two senior brothers who are the spiritual pillars.

  "Uh..." Jian Nanchun replied quickly. During the call, he yawned and didn't seem to wake up: "What's the matter...cough, junior sister, why did you call senior brother?"

  Xia Xiaoman hesitated for a moment, but still said his request.

   Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Xiaoman finished speaking, Jian Nanchun was no longer sleepy, and his tone was serious: "What did you say?

"…Yes."

   "I don't understand that thing!" Jian Nanchun's tone became a little colder: "Even if there is, I will never teach you! Junior sister! If you use that soul-searching method, what's the difference between you and a disciple of the Demon Sect?"

   "But I... Didn't I get kicked out of the division?"

   Jian Nanchun was at a loss for words when he heard it.

  He thought to himself, isn't this just pretending?

   If you are not expelled from Tianjianmen on the bright side, it will be difficult to explain in the circle!

   Do you really understand or fake it?

   Jian Nanchun hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't break the relationship, and said decisively: "No!"

   After saying that, Jian Nanchun took the initiative to cut off the call.

  Xia Xiaoman let out a long sigh, pressed the scabbard around his waist with his right hand, and stepped into the prison camp.

   In the cages, the prisoners who were locked with their siblings, under Xia Xiaoman's instruction, raised them one by one and knelt in a row. Behind every prisoner, there is a dedicated Shenwu Army soldier who puts a bright sword on the neck of the prisoner.

  The long sword beat Xue, Xia Xiaoman did not take the Frost Snow Sword, but pulled out the standard sword of the Shenwu Army from his waist.

  Because she thinks...it will dirty her Frost Snow Sword.

"This general will only ask once," Xia Xiaoman's eyes were iron-like, and he pointed with a long knife, and swept across the faces of the fifty prisoners' faces, which were mixed with anger, despair, and tragic emotions: "Whoever said that the expedition to the North King is there? Green River City's military deployment, spare him not to die."

   (end of this chapter)