Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

...Damn it, how could this thing be in her hands! !

Co-author of the things that he sent so many people to search inside and outside the Moon City for so long, and they have been staying in his father's mattress all the time?
No, why do you search for mattresses when ordinary people kidnap people?Everyone looks like a dog, but they are all so perverted in the end?
Hawulejiang gasped and stared at his tiger eyes, thousands of thoughts flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

--so awkward.

This situation is very embarrassing.

The young man twisted his face and stared at the jade ring in front of him, his eyeballs almost looked like fighting cocks - now the soldier amulet was hanging less than three inches from the tip of his nose. Use a little force to straighten your body, tilt your head, or raise your arms and move your hands to a place that can be easily reached.

But he is still lying on the quicksand at this moment, if he moves too much or uses too much force, he will sink face down into the quicksand; but if he does not move...

This soldier talisman, which I have been thinking about for half a year, finally appeared in front of me. It is difficult for normal people to hold it, right? !
Hauljiang pursed his mouth and curled his fingers to pick the fine sand under his palms. His eyes were completely crossed by him. After a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head—or he should try to roll out. ?
Rolling left and right can also produce quicksand.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he immediately made a gesture to turn towards the place far away from the blade - he thought very well, first rolled half a circle towards the direction away from the blade, and then raised his hand to snatch the dry flat The soldier holding the soldier talisman in his hand, and finally got the soldier talisman, he can accelerate to roll away from this land of quicksand—unexpectedly, the reality is extraordinarily skinny.

He forgot that he was lying flat on the quicksand with his limbs flat, and he also forgot that when he rolled over and raised his hand, his arm would hit the sword in the little girl's palm.

So he successfully turned his hand and slapped the long sword, and then with the sword blade on his arm, he cut three points deep towards the side of his neck.

"Aw~" Hawulejiang, who had been cut by himself, blurted out a cry of pain, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to cover the wound on his neck. During this struggle, his body lost his balance, and his feet immediately Swallowed into the ground by the quicksand, the young man hastily let go of his hands and rolled back to the original place when he saw this.

...She only knew that this new Western merchant's head was not very good, but she never thought that this guy could be so stupid.

Can the desert really have a bright future?
Master Mu stared at the string of blood beads rolling along the edge of the sword and falling to the ground without a word.

——She originally just wanted to receive a jade order, but she failed to pay attention to Hauljiang's movements for a while. She didn't want to wait for her to put away her things, but when she turned her eyes, she saw that the man had committed a crime in place, and almost slapped the sword. He wiped his neck.

Mu Xici silently put away the Western Merchants Soldiers Talisman with a complicated face. In fact, she really wanted to tell Hauljiang "Why don't we be kings with our brains", but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it.

After all, an idiot is more worry-free than an old fox to deal with, Xishang will not be wiped out for a while, and she has to keep him for some use.

The little girl lowered her eyes and trembled the corners of her lips, and it took a while to find her own voice, and she heard herself asking the young man in a strange and distorted tone, pretending to be calm: "So, have you thought about it? King of the Western Merchants."

...She just wanted to laugh, right?
She must have wanted to laugh at him just now, right? !

Damn!
Realizing that he had lost all image in front of the enemy, Hauljiang gritted his teeth bitterly, and the thin scab on his neck was torn open again as soon as he exerted force, causing him to grin incessantly.

With the matter at this point, he knew that he obviously had no way out, so he could only reluctantly nod his head: "What's your condition?"

"First, the Western Merchants surrender." Mu Xici raised his eyebrows seriously, raised his sword slowly, and then suddenly lowered his voice, "Second, I want you to hand over the treasures that have been collected by the Imperial Court of the Western Merchants. The bones of the soldiers."

"Including the ones that you hang on the city wall as trophies to show off, and those made of wine cups, harps, flutes, and leather drums, none of them are allowed to fall."

"If you dare to drop one, I will dare to gouge out a bone in your body—as many as you want to gouge out."

"So, do you understand?" After saying that, the little girl patted the young man's cheek with her long sword, and then rubbed the remaining blood on the sword onto his face.

The sword blade with a bit of rust smell was surrounded by evil spirit, and the chill rushed from the side of the cheek to the whole body in an instant.

The western businessman has been hidden in the desert for a long time, and his hobbies that were not known to outsiders are suddenly exposed in the light of day. For a moment, Hauljiang didn't know whether he should be surprised or ashamed.

"You...don't bully people too much!" The young man forced himself to shout, and Mu Xici suddenly pressed down the sword in his palm in response: "So what if I just bully you today!"

"Think clearly, Hauljiang, I'm not discussing with you."

"Now there are only two paths in front of you—either die, or surrender and return the corpses of my soldiers."

"Otherwise, it doesn't matter whether it's your father or the remaining sixteen princes of the Western Shang Dynasty."

"I don't mind spending some money and a little time to use this soldier talisman of the Gyeonggi Guards to recreate an obedient and sensible Western Shang king—" Mu Xici dragged his tone meaningfully, and raised his finger when he finished speaking Bounced the inch-wide sword blade.

The buzzing of the long sword shook Hauljiang's brain, and cold sweat flowed down his temples into his collar. He knew that what the little girl said just now was true, and he certainly had nothing else to say. choose--

*
"So, little girl, if Haul Jiang Ning refuses to surrender, are you really going to let that old Western Shang monarch go?"

After Zhan Mingxuan and others escorted the Hawule River away, and they tied up the Western Merchant soldiers trapped in the quicksand, Mu Xiuning, who had been watching the drama for a long time, couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed his little brother. Hearing this, the latter glanced at him expressionlessly, and his words were filled with undisguised disgust: "How is that possible."

"The old Western Shang monarch has sat on the throne for nearly 40 years. He is a figure who can secretly detain more than [-] elite guards in the capital even if he is old and frail and forced to sit on the Zen throne."

"I'm crazy to do things like let the tiger go back to the mountain... Instead of fighting with an old fox, I might as well keep that idiot Hawulejiang—"

"At least it's easy to lie." The corners of Mu Xici's lips twitched, and Mu Xiuning scratched his head in a daze when he heard this: "Then what you just told him...are all lies to him?"

"Well, basically." Master Mu spread his hands indifferently, "But there are two truths."

"If he really dares to return the bones of our soldiers, I will really goug out all his bones." The little girl's expression was extremely calm.

"Furthermore, if he refuses to surrender until his death, I will really take his life."

Just put in a little more effort.

Ah, Xishang can burp directly.