The Emperor is Above

Chapter 192 The Hateful Child on Lonely Hill
"Do you all want to survive? I came here to save your lives."

This wild man was rather thin, but his capable appearance, cunning eyes, and the ninth-grade water deer he was riding showed that he was at least the patriarch or elder of a small settlement.

"Don't shoot arrows for now, listen to what the wild people have planned by sending him here."

Qing Yi stopped Dongmen Bao who was about to shoot an arrow, and sneered at the wild man a hundred feet away, "Who are you? How can you say such arrogant words to save our lives?"

"I am Lu Huan, the chief of the Jiming Lake Water Deer Tribe. Although I have no background, I am here on the orders of the Black Wind Tribe's priest guardian Panshe Gong to negotiate with the vassal of Guqiu and convey Panshe Gong's goodwill."

Lu Huan, who was riding on the back of the water deer, was the chief of a small settlement in Jiming Lake. He volunteered this time in order to cling to the Black Wind Tribe. He was inevitably nervous as he walked towards the solitary hill.

He walked until he was a hundred feet away and no one on the city wall was shooting arrows. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and stopped here, not daring to get any closer.

After wiping the sweat off his palms calmly, Lu Huan pretended to be calm and said loudly: "The sun and the moon wax and wane, the five elements rotate, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of God, this is determined by fate.

The State of Xing was granted the Northern Wilderness by the Emperor of the Great Shen Dynasty for 861 years. It was destroyed twice, but was able to be restored again, which was considered a stroke of luck.

However, the rulers and ministers of the State of Xing did not consider their destiny. First, there were floods and droughts that lasted for decades, causing the people to suffer from famine. Moreover, they were surrounded by powerful enemies and their situation was precarious. Instead, they started to fight among themselves, which was a betrayal of their destiny.

From this we can see that the hundreds of princes of the Great Shen Dynasty were all dissolute and licentious people, who granted titles and led ministers in a decadent way, and the people were living in misery. It can be seen that the mandate of the Great Shen Dynasty will end, and a new dynasty will replace it.

Today, the Black Wind Tribe in the Northern Wilderness is blessed by the Black Wind God and has performed many miracles. In addition, the high priest is naturally wise and has recruited heroes from all over the world. Over the past 30 years, the tribe's strength has been growing.

Now, the Ghost Witch Tribe, the Cat Ghost God, the Xianyu Tribe and the heroes of the Jiming Lake have gathered together to divide the vast territory of the State of Xing. Today we are planning to attack the State of Xing, and the day after tomorrow we will plan to attack the Northern Wilderness. This may not be a matter of destiny's favor.

Lord Panshe heard that there is a young hero in Guqiu B who is unwilling to fight with you. If you are willing to lead the people of Guqiu to sincerely submit to you, all the past hatreds will be wiped out.

You can become the chief priest of the Black Wind Tribe, or even the guardian of the priests. You can also establish your own kingdom in Xing State, and just serve the Black Wind Tribe as your master."

Hearing Lu Huan's words, Qing Yi did not show any anger. He asked very calmly, "Oh? I didn't expect that a mere sergeant would be so highly regarded.

Since the eight hundred princes of the Great Shen Dynasty are still here, and there are also the Ghost Witch Tribe, the Cat Ghost Cult, and the Xianyu Tribe, why does the Black Wind Tribe conclude that they are favored by destiny?"

Lu Huan paid close attention to every change in Qing Yi's expression, trying to grasp his emotional changes, but he couldn't tell what the boy was thinking, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

He laughed loudly and said, "Although the Great Shen Dynasty has eight hundred princes, they are all dead bones in the grave. The Cat Ghost God Cult and the Ghost Witch Tribe are shallow after all. The only one who can compete with the Black Wind Tribe in the Northern Wilderness is the Northern Frontier Xianyu Tribe.

However, the Xianyu tribe was located in a remote and wild place, so how could it compare to the advantages of the Black Wind Tribe in terms of geographical location and people? Now, all the more than 400,000 people from the Jiming Lake tribes had submitted to the Black Wind Tribe.

In order to carry out the post-autumn harvest robbery, an army of 200,000 strong men and women was mobilized and divided into four routes to launch an attack. Three of the armies attacked three gathering points near the big lake respectively.

In order to completely resolve the hidden worries about the retreat of each tribe, Lord Panshe and Wu Xiang Shangwu specially led 50,000 troops to Guqiu. Now Lord Panshe admires your talent and is recruiting you despite everyone's opposition.

Otherwise, with the strength of our army, it would only take a blink of an eye for us to cut off the river, pile up the earth into a mountain, and flatten the Guqiu. If you want to survive, Guqiu Yi, please make a decision as soon as possible.

If you hesitate and anger Panshe Gong and Wu Xiang, even if you have four third-grade dragon claw locust tree spirits protecting you, you will be killed without a trace after summoning the ghost king's Dharma body. "Qing Yi was thoughtful when he heard this. The wild people's coalition army did a lot of homework. The last time the dragon claw locust tree spirit controlled the air and captured people, it was about three or four miles away, and the wild people's army's camp was seven or eight miles away.

In addition, Panshegong, Panshe, Shangwu, and Beast Soul Warrior are all at the third-grade realm, and the four dragon-claw locust tree spirits on Solitary Hill are also at the third-grade realm.

Without knowing that the tree spirit had fallen into a deep sleep, a forced attack would inevitably result in casualties. Unless it was absolutely necessary, the other party still hoped to subdue him by means of deterrence. Not only would there be no losses, but the combat power would also be greatly increased.

At this time, Gongsun Wu sneered and said, "Summon the Ghost King's Dharma Body? Do you think it's that easy? Not only does it require a huge number of sacrifices as blood sacrifices, but the Wu Xiang will also have to sacrifice ten years of his life. The cost is so high that you can't just summon the Ghost King's Dharma Body for fun."

"Humph, what does a brat know?"

Lu Huan believed that under the siege of enemies that outnumbered him by hundreds of times, Guqiu Yi would have no choice but to surrender, and he immediately scolded Gongsun Wudao rudely.
"Last year, the chief witch of the Ghost Witch Tribe died outside Xingtai City. Now they have to rely on the Black Wind Tribe to rule over the 12 cities in the northern border. In the future, they will have to compete with the Xianyu Tribe for the northern border. What is the point of sacrificing a mere ten years of the witch prime minister's life?"

"Of course, the Wu Xiang's ten years of life are nothing, but your life is nothing either."

Qing Yi's smiling words made Lu Huan think he had heard it wrong, and he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What?"

"Nothing!" Before Qing Yi finished his words, the rune arrow pierced through Lu Huan and the ninth-grade water deer under him, killing them instantly.

Mu Yi winked and said behind Qing Yi: "Daniu, go get that water deer!"

Daniu scratched his head and said in a muffled voice, "Can I eat it? Is it delicious? How do I eat it?"

"Get it here first, and I'll teach you later. Sambar meat is delicious, especially the penis, which is simply..."

The two guys behind him were still thinking about eating at this time. Qing Yi looked up speechlessly. Of course, he shot Lu Huan to show his tough attitude and make the Black Wind Tribe and the Ghost Witch Tribe even more fearful.

Panshe Gong, who was seven or eight miles away, had an extremely gloomy look on his face. Although he expected Lu Huan to be killed, he still felt like he was slapped in the face, especially in front of the Ghost Witch Tribe.

He immediately said angrily: "Humph, Guqiu kid is hateful. If the cat ghost god servant had not arrived yet, why would I have recruited him? I would have crushed Guqiu's burial ground with force."

Then he turned to look at the cat ghost god's senior servant and asked coldly: "Black Cat, didn't you say that the Black Mystic Servant left a few days ago? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

The black cat, who had been looking lazy in front of Qie Nan Ji Jiu and Ji Wu Chang, now squatted on the ground respectfully, looking embarrassed and said: "My God did decree this, maybe Lord Hei Xuan encountered some accident on the way, so he had to delay.

However, I believe that with the strength of Lord Panshe and Lord Wu Xiang, and the help of Panshe and the beast soul warriors, once the Ghost King Dharma Body is summoned, it will be easy to capture Guqiu."

The black cat calmly set the fire to the Ghost Witch Department, causing the Witch Minister to stare at it fiercely. Then he smiled awkwardly at the Panshegong who was looking at him and said, "The kid from Guqiu is so arrogant because he relies on the four dragon claw locust tree spirits around him.

But he is extremely short of manpower. If the forces behind him don't have reinforcements to support him, I can try to use the Yin soldiers to consume their energy first, and then launch a general attack after the Black Mystic Divine Servant arrives."

Although Panshe Gong's gloomy eyes were full of satisfaction, he still smiled a little: "I've heard that when the ghost soldiers of the Ghost Witch Department pass through the border, not a single blade of grass will grow. Today I want to broaden my horizons."

(End of this chapter)