Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The huge Shenwei Army camp was filled with fireworks and a murderous atmosphere, filling the entire environment.

And in the air, there was a faint smell of blood from time to time, indicating that killings were already in progress.

It is true that there are many smart people who are unwilling to be buried with Li Li's ambition, but there are also some fools who cannot see the situation clearly and insist on going their own way, which eventually leads to death.

And although such people are only an insignificant part of the five thousand army, there are hundreds of them individually, and they eventually become the dead souls of the subordinates in various military camps.

In the camp where Mo Li was, the two people who had been waiting gradually began to become anxious. At first, it was just the handsome Bai envoy who was worried. Later, Mo Li began to be a little absent-minded, and his grip on the steel gun became heavier and heavier.

"No, normally, there should be fire and the sound of fighting at this time. There has been no movement for so long. I'm afraid something went wrong. You and I should leave here quickly."

Not sure whether he smelled something or sensed the chilling atmosphere in the air, Mo Li stood up in heavy armor with a clanging sound, holding a steel gun and said to the handsome white envoy.

Envoy Bai Shuai was dissatisfied and a little scared, because the process of his plan did not go smoothly, but his own life was in danger, which was really difficult for him to accept.

"Li Li, what's going on? Are you playing tricks on me? From the beginning, you had no intention of returning to Bai Shuai's command?"

Li Qiye looked at this idiot and really wanted to shoot a hole in his head, but for the sake of his future under Bai Shuai, he still didn't have an attack and explained,

"Based on my calculations, there should be wars in the camp now, and fires everywhere, affecting the entire camp.

But now everything is as usual, it is possible that something happened to my men.

This is also your fault. If I had acted carefully, I would have had a great chance of success. But it was you who asked me to test Shen Zhihang and Li Ao. The flaw was exposed just now, and I was really killed by you. "

This really wasn't Mo Li trying to shirk responsibility, but rather claiming that he was really disguised, and that was the only time his flaws were revealed.

Even if he comes up with such a specious excuse and reason, and there are heads to prove it, once he loses trust, Meng Zhao won't care about those who have it and don't have it. If he is a little defensive, he is just a clown, and he can't afford it. What a big storm.

To put it bluntly, he was still alone, with only one person acting. If there were two more people to support him, even if Meng Zhao was prepared, he could still play a certain role.

But at this point, saying that these are all afterthoughts has no meaning. The only real thing is to escape from here quickly.

Just when the two of them stepped out of Moli's tent and followed the escape route prepared in advance to escape from the camp, they suddenly discovered that one after another had appeared around the tent at some unknown time. Senior leaders of the Shenwei Army in military uniforms.

He Wuji, Sipeng, Xiang Qing and other Five Holy Envoys, Hong Tianzheng, Ji Rulin, Xu Fei, Li Ao and other generals, Cao Zhan, the two monsters of Minshan, and other innate strong men from Lingwu City...

Farther away, there was a shadowy army, as silent as ghosts in the darkness.

According to common sense, with Mo Li's keen sense of smell, he should have noticed that something was wrong with the surrounding situation and found that he was surrounded.

However, the Five Saints united and communicated with each other, and used some skills of the innate Five Elements Extinction Formation to isolate the qi and breath, and they were able to hide it from Mo Li.

Bai Shuai's envoy was just an acquired martial artist. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a swipe. His legs trembled slightly and his back was almost wet as if soaked in water.

It's not that he is courageless, but the encirclement was too sudden, and without any accident, the ending would be extremely miserable.

How could he maintain his state of mind in such a desperate situation?

In comparison, Mo Li's face was also pale, but he still held his head high, lightly tapped the steel gun in his hand on the ground, and said,

"What happened? Why did you all gather outside Mo's camp? Also, why are all my soldiers missing?"

By now, Li Qiye already knew that what he faced tonight would be the most dangerous situation in his life. The degree was even far greater than the threat he faced when he faced Meng Zhao in the valley. The possibility of death was almost 90%. Nine.

However, even if there was only the slightest chance of survival, he would still fight for it. He didn't want to die yet.

And his only chance to survive is to pretend to be ignorant of everything and blame everything on his subordinates.

He had even thought of an excuse, and when these people questioned him, he directly denied that he had ordered his army to fight among themselves, and that he wanted to attack the elite soldiers of other guard camps and severely damage the Shenwei Army.

If you just say you don't know, it may be that your subordinates were bribed by others, and others deliberately framed you. They can always find an excuse and excuse to delay time.

There is also a very important point. He knows that now that Meng Zhao is not in the Shenwei Army, he is still a high-level person. As long as he insists on killing him, these people may not have the courage to kill him.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope left for him, in front of Meng Zhao, at worst, he will reveal some information or pledge his allegiance to him in exchange for a chance to survive.

However, what disappointed him was that the crowd didn't say anything. They just looked at him with cold, solemn, and even repulsive eyes. Their views were surprisingly consistent, and no one had any intention of grabbing him.

Originally, he had some friendship with Hong Tianzheng, Si Peng and others, and they were once in the same camp.

As a result, during the evil soldier incident, the fact that he was Bai Shuai's spy was exposed. Now he is no longer human inside and outside, and he has no friends or even allies.

Cao Zhan was also wearing light armor at this time. He looked at Mo Li who was trying his best to pretend to be innocent. Thinking of Meng Zhao's explanation, he took a step forward and said loudly,

"Mo Li, the young master has treated you well, but you are so crazy that you colluded with Bai Shuai, a rebellious thief, to destroy our Shenwei Army. You should be punished for your crime. On the young master's order, I ask Xie Jie to kill you!"

As he finished speaking, a wooden box he was carrying on his back was pushed open by a strong wind, and a strong bloody aura mixed with black mist seeped out.

At the same time, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared in the void. The slender and sharp Miao Dao was in an evil state. No one was controlling it, but after Cao Zhan's words, it flew up spontaneously.

It was as fast as wind and as fierce as thunder. Under the shining light of the sword, everyone seemed to see a bright moon rising slowly. Under the silver moonlight, there was an indescribable coldness and deathly silence.

In a daze, they were all attracted by the light of the sword, and they lost their minds for a moment.

After Canglang heard the sound of a knife.

A head flew up.

When everyone looked again, the bright moon disappeared, replaced by Xie Jie, who had transformed into a Miao Dao, and pounced on Mo Li, whose body and head had been separated. Like a ferocious beast, it gurgled and drank blood.

The originally sharp blade was now faintly glowing with scarlet.