Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Su Hongtu's heart trembled. He had never thought of hiding it from others forever, but Xiang Qing's tone had a different meaning.

It seems that he has not yet succeeded in breaking the limit of evil soldiers. Moreover, where did the other party know that the evil soldiers have broken the limit?

For a moment, the thoughts in his mind were as chaotic as dust, his thoughts were messy, and a chill came over his body. This was due to his instinctive and intuitive prediction of danger. He was afraid that he was being plotted.

He has always wondered how such a method could be obtained by him so easily, and it was such a coincidence that even core and key things such as Rou Tai Sui could be explored casually like weeds on the roadside.

Now it seems that this was done deliberately and a trap was set for him.

Although this was based on Xiang Qing's words, a sudden inspiration came to him, but it made him pay more attention to it than ever before.

Who will be the one who designs and calculates himself?

However, the next moment, the unquenchable power in his body and the evil soldiers whose blood was blended made him full of confidence again.

I feel that this kind of trick is really not worthy of discussion, and there is no need to explore it.

It doesn’t matter whether it was calculated or not, but such power is real and cannot be taken away by anyone.

Even if there is a trap, wouldn't it be better to use the force that you have now to crush it and break it?

Although the evil soldiers are ferocious and terrifying, if they are not restrained, they will definitely cause a catastrophe.

However, now we have formed a stable tacit understanding with him. Although they interfere with each other, they will not really erode each other.

Doesn’t it also indirectly explain that he successfully controlled the evil soldiers?

Just when he was about to say something, Mo Li, who had been kneeling at his feet, suddenly stood up and sprinkled a large piece of cyan powder towards Su Hongtu.

It adhered to his skin almost instantly and integrated into his body.

This powder does not look like ordinary dust, but seems to be some kind of metal, tempered from ores. It has an extremely rich texture and "takes root on the ground."

Not only were Li Mo Li's movements concealed, fast, and decisive, making it hard for people to detect him, but after such movements, he would do a few somersaults in the air and fly away.

In a few breaths, they had already crossed a huge distance and came to the side of Xiang Qing and Luo Ning. When they looked at Su Hongtu, their expressions were no longer filled with loyalty, but instead were filled with indifference and ridicule.

This sudden scene shocked everyone present, including Su Hongtu, Si Peng, Luo Ning, and even Meng Zhao who had never thought about it.

This person actually betrayed Su Hongtu and stabbed him in the back at the moment when he trusted him the most.

If Si Peng's betrayal of Su Hongtu was only three points, then Mo Li's betrayal was ten points.

Su Hongtu had those cyan powder particles attached to the surface of his skin. He first used his kung fu, hoping to expel this ghost of unknown origin from his body with his powerful and powerful kung fu.

However, he was shocked to find that this thing was not affected by his skill at all, because the cyan powder particles that entered his body followed the meridians and blood vessels and converged into the arm transformed by the evil soldier.

In other words, this thing is probably a method specifically designed to target evil soldiers, but he doesn't know what it is.

Among the various classics and records he collected, he had never heard of such a thing.

Su Hongtu didn't even have time to get angry or kill Mo Li who stabbed him in the heart. He only used his mind to connect with the evil soldiers to completely refine the foreign matter in his body and ensure his own safety.

For a moment, there was no big movement, but the whole body was filled with black energy and evil aura.

On the other hand, other people in the valley looked at Mo Li in shock, especially Si Peng.

In the Shenwei Army camp, before Meng Zhao was joined by the Dan Chi Warriors, the six generals had been vaguely divided into three factions, two in teams, with balanced strength.

For example, Mo Li and Hong Tianzheng belong to Sipeng's faction, while Xu Fei and Shen Zhihang belong to Xiang Qing's faction. The remaining two generals are very close to the Jin envoy He Wuji and wear a pair of trousers. .

It is precisely because of the balance of military strength that since the birth of the factions, they have been constantly fighting with each other, but they have been maintained within a relatively safe limit, and there is no situation where the east wind overwhelms the west wind.

Even Si Peng himself always thought that he was intelligent, martial, and capable, so he was able to make friends with the generals internally and the king externally. Waiting for the qualifications of arm-wrestling with the founder of the Divine Power Army.

He has always been proud and arrogant, believing that he has outstanding abilities and will definitely achieve a great career in the future.

However, Mo Li's sudden backstab today, although it was a knife that stabbed Su Hongtu's heart, didn't it cut off a piece of flesh at the tip of his heart and make him miserable?

Wei Hua is a very calm person. He has always been very peaceful, neither fighting nor fighting, and does not have too clear opinions. But at this time, he couldn't help but speak out one word from the gap between his teeth.

"Mo Li, have you always been Xiang Qing's person?"

After that, he looked at Si Peng specifically. Can his good brother really withstand such a blow?

He knew Si Peng too well. He knew that Si Peng was very proud and arrogant. From the beginning to the end, he thought that he was much stronger than Xiang Qing. Luo Ning did not choose him, but the love between men and women was not limited to strength, but came from the heart. It was difficult to choose him. pondering.

And all this time, Si Peng has always maintained a balance of power in his fight with Xiang Qing, even a slight advantage.

However, this is all based on the premise that Mo Li is attracted by him and used by him, so that this kind of transcendent wisdom and extraordinary ability can be displayed.

But what about now?

Although Mo Li had always been on his side, even though he had always flaunted his loyalty to King Su Tian, ​​and even though he had always helped them a lot, with today's backstab, and then with a clear attitude, he fell to Xiang Qing. With Luoning by his side, everything was settled.

He Si Peng is a clown, a self-righteous clown who looks at the sky from a well and does not know how high the sky is.

He thought that he was very powerful, he thought that he had gathered a group of like-minded friends, and he thought that he could completely defeat his fierce rivals.

Now it is proven that it is all false.

The foundation of his power is fake, his dominance is fake, and the advantages he has had in the past and the benefits he has received are also fake.

It's just a little bit of trivial bait thrown out by others, an illusion, an illusion that others let him see, and it deceives a fool like him.

Si Peng's lips moved, his breathing became rapid, and veins popped out on the back of the hand holding the handle of the knife, making it creak when he squeezed it.

The terrifying and hot breath surged out, and the true energy spread outward involuntarily.

But his expression was very calm at first. Only a bit of ferocity and ferocity could be seen in his eyes, full of killing intent. As for the so-called anger and the so-called frustration, he did not show it.