Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 297: Green-Faced Butcher, Nie Siming

Chapter 297: Green-Faced Butcher, Nie Siming
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the person who came to Qinghe would be Nie Siming."

On the training ground of Anning Prefecture.

Li Rui and Cao Wei, who received the news, brought people to wait early.

Cao Wei kept shaking his head.

'Green-faced butcher, Nie Siming'

Li Rui silently recited a few words in his mind.

Yuan Dingting's eight adopted sons are all outstanding individuals, but their temperaments are very different.

Nie Siming, just by hearing his nickname you can tell that he is not easy to get along with.

"It is said that General Nie killed someone in the street when he was ten years old. He was arrested by the government, tattooed on his face, and exiled to the northwest. Later, because of his bravery and military prowess, he was noticed by Lord Yuan, who took him in as a vanguard. He captured flags and killed generals along the way, and was finally adopted as his son."

"He once buried tens of thousands of people alive. After breaking into a city, he dragged the wives and daughters of the enemy generals for ten miles and tortured them to death."

"I have killed no less than three thousand people with my own hands."

"Everyone knows his evil name."

Cao Wei talked about the rumors he had heard.

List all the horrific and brutal acts committed by Nie Siming.

Although An Ning Wei was a military camp, there had been several major battles there.

But I can't imagine Nie Siming's cruel methods.

Because he had tattoos on his face and had killed more people than Yuan Dingting, the military saint, he was nicknamed the Green-faced Butcher.

Whether it is his deeds before joining the army or after joining the army, they are very consistent.

He is an absolutely ruthless person.

It is obviously not a good thing for such a person to come to Qinghe.

Cao Wei turned to look at Li Rui and said with a smile:

"Lord Li, I heard that General Nie seems to be at odds with Lord Jiang."

Li Rui looked normal.

Of course he already knew about it, as Wang Li had specifically mentioned it in the letter he had sent him before.

That day in Yunzhou City.

In fact, in addition to Yuan Xiong, there was another person who went there.

It was Nie Siming.

Yuan Xiong asked to fight, but Jiang Linxian did not respond. Nie Siming took action directly, but was knocked away by Jiang Linxian's sword and embedded in the wall. Many people in the marquis' mansion knew about this.

After losing face like that, it's normal to not deal with him.

While talking.

Then I heard a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight men in heavy armor came up to the two of them.

A burly man took the lead and jumped off his horse.

Take off your helmet.

He has short hair and a fairly handsome and brave face, but the most eye-catching thing is the tattoo on the right side of his cheek.

Needless to say, it is naturally the Green-faced Butcher, Nie Siming.

"General Nie."

Cao Wei was the first to greet them with a smile.

Nie Siming used to be a regular general. Later, when Lord Yuan was conferred the title of marquis, he resigned from his official position in the court and followed Yuan Dingting to Yunzhou.

Although he was not an official, Cao Wei still did not dare to offend him at all.

Even if Nie Siming were to take away his identity as Lord Yuan's adopted son, he was still an innate warrior. This strength alone was enough to earn his respect.

Li Rui also bowed respectfully
Nie Siming glanced at the two of them calmly, and said to Cao Wei, "Lead a hundred soldiers and follow me out of the city for inspection."

"Yes!"

Cao Wei was shocked.

This General Nie is indeed as decisive and efficient as the rumors say.

An Ningwei is here.

Without even a sip of water, he headed straight for the border.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If you can't get everyone together, go and receive your punishment."

Done.

Nie Siming just stood there quietly waiting, like an iron tower.

Li Rui didn't say anything either.

Just stand aside quietly.

Cao Wei did not dare to be negligent at all, for fear of leaving a bad impression on the real person in charge of Qinghe in the next few years.

As he walked, he shouted to Feng Yu and Guan Xinrong:

"I'll give you one stick of incense to call the person over to me!"

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Cao Wei brought two battalions of soldiers to the parade ground.

Nie Siming nodded in satisfaction: "Let's go."

He immediately mounted his warhorse and led a hundred men away.

Nie Siming left.

Ning Zhongtian then stepped forward and said, "Brother, this approach is not right."

Li Rui had anticipated this: "Of course not."

His relationship with Jiang Linxian was known to everyone. It would be strange for Nie Siming to look at him in a good face after he was kicked out in front of everyone in the Marquis's Mansion.

The wisest thing to do now is to stay in the military mansion, show up less often, and not provoke the seventh adopted son of Marquis Yuan.

Due to his status as a teacher, Nie Siming certainly couldn't kill him, but it was easy to make him suffer.

"Let's go."

Li Rui said something to Ning Zhongtian, then walked towards the military mansion with his hands behind his back.

Nie Siming didn't want to bother with him, and he was happy to just hide away.

He didn't care about Nie Siming's attitude just now.

As he walked, he kept muttering:

"Spring, well, is the season for hot pot."

"Is there a way?"

"Well, a little, but not much."

Li Rui stared at the stove seriously.

It hurts.

Tie Kuang said that the immortal weapon he made was for himself, so he had to pay for the materials.

Bottomless pit.

Gold swallowing cave!
It's been less than a month, and no one knows how much divine iron has been thrown into it. Moreover, the quality of these divine irons is extremely high and priceless.

Although it can be recycled, the accumulated amount is still not a small amount.

Fortunately, Tie Kuang's condition seems to have improved.

The recent progress is obviously much better than before, giving Li Rui a glimmer of hope.

Blacksmithing is as exciting as gambling.

I saw Tie Kuang's hammer swinging faster and faster, and finally it became an afterimage.

at this time.

Tie Kuang shouted: "Little Li, don't hide and choke, help me with your military saint true intention!"

Li Rui's eyes narrowed.

He patted Tie Kuang's back with his right hand, and injected all the true meaning of the Military Saint that he had learned from Yuan Dingting into Tie Kuang's body.

"Good, good, good, you are worthy of being the Great Yu Military Saint. This is truly domineering."

Tie Kuang's eyes turned red almost instantly.

Bang!
The clothes on the upper body could not withstand the violent aura and finally exploded, breaking into pieces of cloth.

Tie Kuang showed off his lean but powerful muscles.

The strong wind caused by the swinging hammer made the weapons hanging in the room shake and clink.

See this scene.

Liu Tiezhu widened his eyes.

Can this thing still be called blacksmithing?
The scene was too scary.

After half an hour, the sound of blacksmithing in the backyard gradually stopped.

Tie Kuang felt a little unsatisfied:

"Li kid, let's continue tomorrow. The true meaning of the top ten in the world is indeed a good thing. I'm coming to feel it!"

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

Li Rui's expression was a little strange. He didn't expect that the true meaning of the Sage of War could actually have the effect of adrenaline. Seeing how vigorous Old Man Tie was just now, he was completely different from before.

But since I can help Tie Kuang, it's good. After all, Tie Kuang's immortal weapon is for me, so helping Tie Kuang is helping myself.

Witch Kingdom, Stone City.

The lord of this city is named Qi, which means he is destined to belong to Dongwu. Now, 30% of the masters in the city are from the Ghost Sect of Yu State.

Ever since the fall of Mangu City, this place has become the closest place to the State of Yu.

City Lord's Mansion.

"Master Jiao, are you really still alive?!"

Qi Yun, Lord of Giant Stone City, looked with a trembling voice at the dragon in front of him that was covered in blood and had most of its scales fallen off.

This dragon is different from other dragons.

The claws have faint protrusions.

Four claws make a Jiao, five claws make a dragon, which is clearly a sign of transformation into a dragon!

Not bad.

The big dragon in front of him was the same dragon that fought with Yuan Dingting in the Shiwan Mountains that day.

The Dragon Lord spoke slowly.

Although it was not human language, Qi Yun could understand it: "Yuan Dingting can't kill me."

It’s generally okay that monsters can’t communicate with humans.

But once the demon beast reaches the second level, it can communicate with humans without any hindrance.

Qi Yun looked at the big dragon, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

Do you know why the eight demon lords in the south are willing to join forces to deal with the Witch Kingdom’s royal court?

It’s because of this old dragon.

Rumor has it that this giant dragon has lived for a thousand years.

Although monsters have longer lifespans than humans, being able to live for a thousand years is already a remarkable existence.

"Demon Lord, I will send a message to the ancestor now."

Qi Yun bowed and said.

Just as he was about to turn around, the big dragon stopped him and said, "Don't worry about it yet. You are not allowed to tell anyone about my presence here. Do you understand?"

Qi Yun was stunned.

But he still nodded: "Yes."

There was no way. The giant dragon in front of him was so deep and unfathomable. Even though it was seriously injured, it was not something a mere city lord like him could deal with.

We must ask the ancestor for help.

Of course, the ancestor once instructed that the words of the big dragon were equivalent to his words.

The big dragon then continued: "Arrange a secret place for me. I need to heal my wounds."

"Yes Yes."

Qi Yun still nodded. In front of the big dragon, he had no intention of refusing.

Seeing Qi Yun's well-behaved appearance, Da Jiao finally showed a humane smile of satisfaction on his face.

then.

A piece of dragon scale fell off his body, as if a pair of invisible hands lifted the scale and sent it to Qi Yun.

"Take this and call upon the subordinates of the Eight Demons to go to Qinghe River and capture a white dragon for me."

"White Jiao."

Qi Yun recited it softly, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Could it be that what the Dragon Lord said is..."

"Yes, that stupid dragon's son."

Qi Yun immediately understood that the dragon leader was capturing the favorite son of the old dragon in Shiwan Mountain.

The scales given to him by the big dragon can mobilize the monsters under the eight demon lords.

His eyes became determined:
"I'll do it right away."

Watching Qi Yun leave, a barely perceptible trace of fatigue appeared on Da Jiao's face.

'Yuan Dingting!'

The hatred in its eyes could not be concealed.

The battle with Yuan Dingting was far more brutal than people imagined. It almost died. It escaped death and is now extremely weak.

He only has the innate strength of a fourth-grade human.

To a great monster that has already reached the first-grade threshold, this is almost like an ant.

Ordinary elixirs can no longer help it.

What it needs is dragon energy.

"Looks like I'll have to eat you in advance."

The big dragon's eyes were full of indifference. It had long noticed the son of the same clan in the Shiwan Mountains, one of the few dragons in the world that truly had dragon blood.

It hasn't taken any action yet because it wants to keep it alive first.

After the little dragon has undergone nine transformations, if you eat it in one bite, the effect will be multiplied several times.

But now, it can't wait any longer.

The murderous intent in the big dragon's eyes was as cold as a cave that had been frozen for thousands of years.

"Yuan Dingting, we are not done with this vengeance!"

"General, return to camp!"

Listening to the calls from the sentry outside.

Li Rui, who was meditating in the room, slowly opened his eyes.

'I was out for quite a while.'

He smiled.

When Nie Siming arrived in Qinghe, he immediately took Cao Wei to patrol the border, and this patrol lasted for ten days.

Just returned today.

Li Rui stood up and pushed the door open.

He quickened his pace. The general's mansion was just opposite, and in less than an incense stick of time, he arrived at the door of the mansion.

exactly.

He just stood still.

He saw several people riding on majestic war horses coming towards him.

The one in the front is naturally Nie Siming.

"General Nie."

Li Rui walked forward and saluted Nie Siming.

Nie Siming pulled the reins, slowed down, and finally stopped in front of Li Rui and dismounted.

Looking at Li Rui with a half-smile:

"Are you Li Rui?"

"Exactly."

Li Rui looked humble.

"I heard from my eighth brother that he once competed with you during the autumn hunt and lost to you in terms of technique?"

As soon as these words came out.

The faces of the people around were all shocked.

Especially Cao Wei and Feng Yu who participated in the autumn hunting.

The only one who could be called the eighth brother by Nie Siming was, of course, Yuan Xiong, the eighth son of Lord Yuan, who could single-handedly fight off the Black and White Devils with a spear a thousand miles away.

Yuan Xiong actually lost to Li Rui? ?

Even though it was only a loss in terms of technique, it was still a loss.

Yuan Xiong is a natural warrior.

And Li Rui was just observing the sea, there was a huge gap between them.

It’s incredible. It’s really incredible.

Cao Wei swallowed his saliva. He didn't expect that Li Rui would accomplish such a feat without his knowledge.

'When did he win?'

At this moment, he was full of question marks.

It turns out that although Old Li appears to be relaxing all day long, it turns out that he is actually doing great things quietly!

"General Yuan deliberately suppressed my realm, I was just lucky"

Before he could finish.

Nie Siming waved his hands impatiently: "Winning is winning, there is nothing to hide."