The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

Stretching out her fair jade hand, Miao Chengtian raised the corners of her mouth playfully.

Although the person in front of him was of a more noble status, when they got along with each other, he surprisingly no longer had the previous aura of contempt for all living beings that was enough to make people tremble with fear.

On the contrary, as their status increases, they become more easy-going.

At the same time, Li Changping also raised his hand.

"Okay, high five!"

Compared to Miao Chengtian, he doesn't have to worry about not being able to pay back the money in the future?

As long as he waits for the Longquan treasure to be unearthed, he will be rich enough to rival a country.

The start-up capital for the entire Tang Dynasty is in place. Among all the princes in the world, which one dares to compete with him in wealth and power?

That little money from Qi? It's just a small amount...

These women in Huanyinfang are really easy to please.

I am also prepared to give more profit...

Then I felt heartache again.

Looking at Miao Chengtian's attitude, isn't 10% too much? Should he lower the price further? What if he succeeds?

But just when Li Changping had bad intentions and was making crazy calculations in his mind.

Suddenly, a loud and powerful voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Report!"

Followed by the word "report".

The personal soldiers in bright armor walked in from outside the door with the gait of a dragon or a tiger.

He first glanced around the room and saw that there were no outsiders behind.

He immediately clasped his hands and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, there are flags flying over the Han River, and more than ten warships have appeared. It seems that the Shu Kingdom's army is coming. Your Highness, please make a quick decision!"

"Oh? Is it Meng Zhixiang who is back? Haha..."

With a sneer, Li Changping turned his back.

He just bent his palm into a claw, and the sword placed on the desk was sucked over.

But when he turned around again, the casualness in his expression had completely disappeared.

at this time.

Miao Chengtian found that the sword in front of him did not become dull, and the young man who once caused the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood did not disappear.

Instead, he put on the scabbard and restrained its sharpness.

Compared to showing his chill all the time, the sudden display of his sword would make him more powerful.

Even my heart started pounding.

After meeting Li Changping's gaze, Miao Chengtian's face unconsciously showed a hint of respect.

"The army is arrayed on the banks of the Han River. I want to have a good chat with Meng Zhixiang!"

The order was like a mountain falling.

The gates of Xingyuan city opened, and countless flags fluttered in the wind.

at the same time.

Rows of archers pulled their arrows from burning torches.

Several powerful crossbows as thick as an adult's thighs were also deployed.

They were all aimed at the ships slowly approaching from the distance on the Han River.

Behind them stood a row of soldiers holding bamboo poles more than three meters long.

There are several steel hooks tied to the top of the bamboo pole.

This is not a water battle, and there is no need for confrontation.

The large ship had difficulty moving on the water and was unable to make any impact on the shore.

As long as the crossbows were fired, these thick crossbow arrows would completely penetrate the wooden hull, causing the river water to rush in instantly.

Even if you rush past the attack range of the powerful crossbow, there is still a dense rain of arrows falling.

Even if we take a step back and say that this bow and arrow cannot cause any impact...

The soldiers with hooks and lassos didn't care who was on the boat.

Once the steel hook is hooked and the lasso is cast, you’ll be dragged into the water with no way of survival.

This is an unfair fight.

How many people can be carried on a boat? How many powerful crossbows can be set up? How can it be more flexible than on land?

Li Changping went to great lengths to launch a surprise attack on Xingyuan in order to gain this geographical advantage.

It can be said that as long as Meng Zhixiang dared to attack, no matter how many people came, he was sure to leave them in the Han River to feed the fish.

At this time.

The other side seemed to realize that a strong attack was not advisable, and the large ships stopped moving forward one after another.

A middle-aged man appeared on the leading boat.

Even from a distance, Li Changping could see his extremely gloomy face.

"I am trying to recover the Central Plains for the emperor. As a descendant of Li Tang, why are you doing such a traitorous thing?"

Seeing the rows of powerful crossbows on the shore, and knowing that Xingzhou had nothing to do with him from now on, Meng Zhixiang could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and shouted loudly.

Ever since he received Zhang Zifan's letter, he has been rushing back without stopping.

Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late.

This time, he had set up a plan with his relative Li Keyong to get rid of Li Changping and divide up the land of different countries.

But just as he went out, his house was robbed.

In anger, his hatred for the people on the shore reached its peak.

In response, Li Changping just smiled.

The sound containing the inner force also spread far away:

"Since you know that I am a Tang official, why don't you kneel when you see me? You, Meng Zhixiang, are of little talent and knowledge, yet you hold a high position. I cannot bear to see you lose your life and take back the Tang territory. What are you dissatisfied with?"

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At the same time, Li Changping and Meng Zhixiang were facing each other across the Han River.

Outskirts of Chengdu.

Zhang Zifan and "Li Xingyun" are another picture.

Both of them walked forward in silence, but their gloomy faces showed that they each had their own ulterior motives.

It took about half an incense stick of time.

Seeing the familiar mark on the tree again, Zhang Zifan couldn't help but say:

"Brother Li, we have been searching for half a day and have found nothing. I am afraid the corpse chaser is not here!"

"No! This place is full of miasma. There must be a lot of corpses gathered here. The corpse chaser must be nearby. Let's look for him!"

As he spoke, "Li Xingyun" continued to walk forward with his head down.

But at this time.

A whistle sounded from the woods nearby.

Then, more than a dozen bandits with machetes rushed out and surrounded the two men in an instant.

At the head of the gang was a gangster with a fierce face and a scar at the corner of his eye. He was grinning and laughing wildly.

He laughed to the point of excitement, then suddenly stopped laughing, rubbing his hands and saying with a "pleasant face":

"My two lords, you are well dressed, so you must be the children of noble families. Can you lend us some money?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking.

Three silver lights flashed in the air.

The bandit leader fell back without saying a word.

Looking at the air filled with more miasma, a smile flashed across "Li Xingyun's" face.

"No need to look for him, I know how to call him out!"

As he spoke, he drew out the Longquan sword from behind.

As his figure flashed, more than a dozen bandits covered their necks in disbelief, but blood gushed out from between their fingers.

"Li Xingyun" raised his lips into an evil smile.

He looked around, and with the powerful inner strength of Tiangang Zhenqi, his words were heard from far away.

Echoes were heard in the forest.

"Corpse driver, if you don't come out, I will place ten corpses here every day. I don't believe that you can remain calm even if I kill everyone in Chengdu."

Chapter 91 Hou Qing

Outskirts of Chengdu.

In order to force out the corpse driver Hou Qing, "Li Xingyun" used the simplest and most brutal method.

Use the corpses all over the ground to force him out.

As the dark red blood on the ground gathered into a river...

The miasma in the air, which was originally thin, suddenly became thick.

And next to him.

Zhang Zifan's eyes were instantly filled with surprise and shock.

It was completely certain at this point.

The red figure in front of me must not be Li Xingyun.

If it was Li Xingyun...

Even if the people who robbed him were bandits who committed all kinds of evil, he would not kill them easily, at most he would just intimidate them.

This is the cowardice hidden deep in his heart, and it will not change in the slightest because of anything outside.

Unless his heart is dug out and replaced with a cold, hard stone.

at the same time.

A melodious singing voice was also heard from the woods.

"If you don't lower your head, your legs won't separate..."

A sedan chair carried by eight people slowly emerged from the miasma fog, carried by four dirty corpses with drooping heads.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of "Li Xingyun" and Zhang Zifan.

"Li Xingyun" didn't seem to notice that Zhang Zifan had reached for the folding fan at his waist. He just looked at the white figure on the eight-man sedan chair and smiled coldly.

"Corpse chaser, you are finally here!"

Clang~

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a shrill gong sound was heard from the sedan chair.

The sound waves spread out like ripples, shaking the surrounding trees.

There were also fallen leaves falling from the trees on both sides, blocking the view of "Li Xingyun" and Zhang Zifan.

But when these fallen leaves returned to their roots, a handsome young man in white clothes and white hair appeared in front of the two.