I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

Jiang Ke'er drank leisurely, just raising her hands lazily, not bothering to look at the situation on the field.

The rogue knife really looked like a rogue who was throwing tantrums around in the streets, and the surrounding Southern generals could not do anything about it no matter how hard they racked their brains!

This is too unrealistic.

The generals chopped for a long time breathlessly, cutting off countless magical weapons, but they found that the long sword did not leave even a trace of white mark!

Even when spiritual power is abundant, there is not such an exaggerated gap between weapons.

The more the Witch King looked at it, the more disappointed he became.

When did the Tang Dynasty have such a treasure? !

This kind of treasure would never be unknown, but no one has ever heard of the reputation of this sword... Rogue? MMP What the hell is this? !

Since it is unknown in the history of cultivators, it is very likely that this precious sword was newly forged in the Tang Dynasty.

Could it be that the Tang Dynasty had hidden such a terrifying forging skill without anyone noticing? !

Moreover, it is possible that it was cast after the spiritual energy was depleted!

That's too horrible!

There is no need to have too many. As long as this one is there, coupled with Xiao Yu's strength as the Thunder Sword Master, it is enough to stop all the venerables of the Southern Kingdom!

In fear, the Witch King's mind became active.

The generals stopped panting and exchanged glances.

Under the humiliation and anger, evil intentions gradually grew in my heart.

...Since we can't beat them, then wouldn't it be a win if we just snatch them away?

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62. Fengming Mountain (4)

grab?

Taking the knife away is indeed a simple and crude solution.

But this also means that there is no room for maneuver in the relationship between the Southern Kingdom and the Tang Dynasty.

The only option left is to go to war.

If it were an hour ago, the Witch King would have seized the sword and started a war without hesitation.

But at this time, after playing several moves with Jiang Ke'er, he had to consider more possibilities.

——How many such treasures does the Tang Kingdom have hidden?

——They dared to let the maid bring the treasure, so they must have considered the situation where the treasure was taken away. Would taking the knife still be of no help to the battle situation?

He had to admit that because Jiang Ke'er's performance was flawless, he began to become timid.

He began to daydream, and countless terrible speculations flashed through his mind. These speculations tied his hands and made him begin to question the war orders of the Witch Ancestor.

Can the Southern Kingdom really swallow up such a powerful empire on its own?

Even if we want to fight, we probably shouldn't attack rashly. It would be safer to contact Tubo and Khitan first to join forces for a siege.

The groom Li Niu sat behind Jiang Ke'er, sighing repeatedly as he watched the chaotic situation.

He was also staring at the Witch King's expression, and he seemed to have seen something...

Obviously, the Witch King has not given up the idea of ​​starting a war, and his eyes are still full of ferocity and murderous intent.

Although Jiang Keer acted strong enough, the Witch King's idea simply changed from "independent attack" to "joint siege".

The situation seemed to be becoming even more unfavorable for the Tang Dynasty.

Although the strength displayed by Jiang Keer was excellent, it was not enough to dispel the Witch King's idea of ​​a ceasefire.

There is still an opportunity missing, an opportunity that can really hit the Witch King's weak spot and completely defeat him from his wavering state.

However, finding this opportunity is extremely difficult.

The Witch King's face was unclear, and it seemed that his thoughts were changing rapidly.

After a long time, he raised his head, and his half-smile showed that he had made a decision.

He raised his hands and clapped.

"Where are you taking us? No! Let her go! Kill me if you want!"

There was a burst of noise coming from outside the hall.

A group of fully armed soldiers came in with several civilians, and pushed and kicked them roughly, forcing them to kneel in the middle of the hall.

Among these people there were old people, men, women, and children, and they seemed to be familiar with each other.

These should be the families of several citizens from Jingzhou City. The whole family was arrested and sent here.

"Clang—"

The sword of the South Country could not cut the gangsters in Jiang Keer's hands, but it could easily chop off the heads of ordinary people.

Blood splattered out with a hiss, dyeing the beam red.

Jiang Keer's smile faded.

Her heart was burning with anger, and she could no longer suppress it.

"What does the Witch King mean by this? When armies are at war, how can they attack the people?"

Seeing Jiang Keer's anxious look, the Witch King smiled.

"The messenger doesn't need to worry. He hasn't been killed yet, has he?"

The knife did not cut off the man's head, but only left a deep scar on his back.

"father--"

The brother and sister with pigtails were crying so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. They were pinned to the ground and watched their father lying in a pool of blood, his life or death unknown.

"The next blow..." The Witch King stroked his chin, "It won't be so light."

He raised his hand and pointed, and the soldier immediately put a knife to the woman's neck.

"Mother...mother..."

The brother and sister turned pale with fright in an instant.

"No," the Witch King suddenly shook his head, "Let's kill my sister."

The soldier turned the blade of his knife and put it on my sister's neck again.

Now it was the woman's turn to go crazy.

"Kill me! Please, don't touch her, kill me first!"

The woman's face was filled with hysterical despair. She twisted and struggled in a pool of her husband's blood, and her eyes finally fell on Jiang Ke'er.

"Are you an envoy sent by the imperial court? Please stop them, please help us..."

"enough."

Jiang Ke'er clenched the wine glass in her hand and said, "Just tell me what the Witch King wants. Why do you have to kill innocent people here and put on a show for me?"

"It seems that the rumors are true," the Witch King laughed, and slowly ate the fruit, "Your country really cares about the lives of ordinary people. It seems that you are not without weaknesses."

"What do you want?"

"What I want is both difficult and simple."

The Witch King clapped his hands again, and the soldiers stopped the bleeding of the man lying on the ground and took the rest of the people to the sides of the hall.

Then a group of dancers floated into the hall and began to twist their seductive bodies to the music sung by the musicians.

The Witch King looked at those beautiful dancers, but his expression was cold.

"To be honest, it's not just Wu Zu's intention to take action against the Tang Dynasty, but also my personal desires," the Wu King sighed, "Everyone knows that I love dancing like crazy, but... so what?"

The Witch King pointed at the dancers in the audience. His cold expression frightened them so much that they moved incoherently and trembled.

"These dances no longer interest me."

"I long for real dancing skills, the peerless divine dance that is said to be able to move heaven and earth to sigh and make the gods weep!"

"As long as I can witness it with my own eyes once, I'm willing to pay any price!"

The Witch King stood up suddenly, with murderous intent: "I want Madam Gongsun to dance with my sword for me! If the lives of the people in one city are not enough for her to take action, then add the lives of the people in ten cities!"

"At worst, I will destroy her country and her family! I will hold the entire Tang Dynasty in my hands, and see if she will dance this song for me!"

The Witch King seemed to have made up his mind to attack the Tang Dynasty.

What really made him calm down and not be shaken by the enemy's strength was his extreme desire for Gongsun Jianwu!

He was undoubtedly a tyrant, and he no longer cared about the power displayed by the Tang envoys.

As the Witch King, the only person who can communicate with the Witch Ancestor, even a tyrant can give orders to the Southern Kingdom, and no one can disobey his will.

As long as he gives the order to attack, the entire Southern Kingdom will rush into the territory of the Tang Kingdom like mad dogs just for his desire!

Jiang Ke'er was not the only one having a headache at this moment.

Even the ministers of the Southern Kingdom felt a headache when they saw the sudden madness displayed by the Witch King.

The counselor who had contributed many brilliant ideas stood up and advised: "Your Majesty, she is just a dancer. Please think twice about this matter..."

"锃——"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light and shadow of the mad knife lit up.

The Witch King shook off the blood of the counselor on his scimitar and sighed: "What a pity, from now on, the Southland has lost a good counselor."

The strategist fell on the wine table in front of him with a thud, his face buried in the boiling soup pot, and he was completely dead.

Then the Witch King looked at Jiang Keer again.

In that oppressive gaze there was only unreasonable desire, desire for Gongsun Jianwu, and cruelty at all costs.

"Want to save the people of this city? Then ask Madam Gongsun to come over!"

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63. Fengming Mountain (5)

"Let Madam Gongsun dance with the sword for me!"

At this time, the Witch King's decision was completely irrational.

Testing the envoy had been relegated to second place in importance because he had already gotten the answer he wanted.

Although the Tang Dynasty was powerful, it was not yet powerful enough to be unrivaled.

Otherwise, they would not have sent envoys to negotiate, and the Southern Kingdom would have been destroyed long ago.

And just now he had made up his mind.

As long as the Tang Kingdom is not too powerful, he will definitely unite other countries to launch a war and encircle and suppress this giant beast!

Even though the losses may be heavy.

But for Gongsun Jianwu, everything is worth it!

"As long as we don't see Gongsun Jianwu for one day, the iron hooves of the Southern Kingdom will trample the city! Once the city gate is broken, no one will be left alive!"

This... this is a bit tricky.

Jiang Ke'er had heard that Madam Gongsun would not be shaken by anything. She would only dance when she was in the mood, and even the Lord of the Southern Kingdom could not force her.

What's more, her whereabouts are unknown. Let alone persuading her to come and dance with the sword to save the situation, even finding her is a big problem!

"Alas, I can only pray that Xiao Yu has a solution..."

Jiang Keer raised her hand to draft a letter stating the negotiation terms and flew towards the Tang Dynasty's camp at full speed.

Xiao Yu and Taibai Xia soon received the letter.

They were first slightly relieved about the safety of Jiang Ke'er and other messengers in the letter, but then quickly became worried about the conditions in the letter.

Let Gongsun Da Niang perform the dance?