Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 122: Shadow and Sword

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Thyls hadn't heard Crasu's name, and he couldn't understand why the man named Yaozi suddenly changed color. Flash Dance Novel Network

But he knows who the drill is.

On the Night of Dragon Blood six years ago, it was this man who stood in front of Grand Duke Black Sand with a face full of spring breeze, negotiating back and forth with the fierce Charman Rumba, asking for the right to belong to the Star Prince.

He and the taboo organization behind him played an indispensable role in that unprecedented and earth-shaking coup: whether it was Thales’ thrilling assassination under the fortress or the death of Grand Duke Peffert The desperate confession before, and even the terrible moment when the natural king fell on his head, they have their bodies shuttled in a trance.

They are full of ghosts and shadows, omnipresent, but mysterious and elusive. Every time they appear, they bring blood and death, which shocks the viewer and regrets it.

The moment when this group of people reappeared...

Tyles took a deep breath, resisting the anxiety and anxiety, staring at the man intently, not even the quick rope winking him.

In the field, Yaozi carefully observed the mercenaries around him.

The man solemnly discovered that although the savage and warfare on their bodies had become heavier, from top to bottom, no one had any meaning to refute or showed a strange look.

He didn't lie.

Yanzi's heart sank: He is indeed "Klasu".

Things are beyond imagination.

But...

"It turns out that you are the Krasu of this generation."

"I have to say, I'm a little surprised," Yaozi turned to Ricky, and his tone became cautious and inexplicable, as if a thief outside the window glanced at the property in the window:

"Senior people rarely take personal risks."

Senior person?

Tyles turned his attention to Ricky, but he could only see a rough face, the light leather armor common to desert mercenaries, and the rude and casual sitting posture.

From any angle, he is just an ordinary mercenary leader.

The prince couldn't help wondering: How come you are a high-ranking person?

"Or say..."

Yanzi's eyes condensed on Ricky, and he turned his words, tentatively said: "What you are going to do tonight is too important, you are as high as you, and you have to fight in person?"

The mercenaries around were silent, but many of them subconsciously looked at each other.

The silence lasted for a few seconds.

Ricky put a smile on his face, then disappeared quickly.

"Indeed, a good leader doesn't have to take a risk, he must do everything by himself," he nodded and said lightly, "but he can never lack the courage and responsibility to do so."

The drill raised his eyebrows in a daze.

"Extremely admired."

The man smiled shyly: "But this makes me quite worried. You obviously have such an important action, but you lack the necessary..."

But Ricky didn't let him go on.

"...otherwise," although Ricky's eyes were fixed on Yaozi, he continued to speak for himself, not caring whether the other party spoke:

"As a leader, he will one day become a waste behind the curtain, protecting himself in a bubble of lies, only to hide his cowardice and incompetence. He can only rely on hypocritical pretensions and Despicable means, win the trust of peers, use empty intimidation and false incentives to maintain subordinates’ obedience."

Ricky’s tone was very light, but he turned suddenly at the end:

"Tell me, how is Teng recently?"

If there is anything, I can't help but frown.

Thyls, who was listening, was taken aback.

What...what's going on?

He didn't understand the monosyllable word.

But Yaozi's reaction made him understand quickly: it was a name.

Teng.

The moment he heard the name, facing Ricky's scorching eyes, his expression froze.

But he adjusted himself quickly and smiled back.

"The shadow master is all well," Yao Zi bowed again, Yu Guang looked at the mercenaries around him, his expression humble:

"As good as you."

Movie owner.

Thyls frowned.

If there is more than one person, he is the only one.

"Damn, Thales, I think..." Quickline turned pale, stabbed him under the table, and whispered in disbelief, "I think I know who these people are..."

Thyls nodded calmly.

"As good as me?"

"I don't think so." Ricky chuckled and shook his head. He raised a finger and pointed at the drill on the opposite side.

"If he is as good as me... Then Teng will not be rare to send you, an idea resident in Longxiao City enters the great desert, enters the Starren's Bladefang Camp, and it is dangerous for you. Site."

"I don't remember that Kessel V pardoned you."

Compared with his kind words to persuade him before, Ricky became fierce when facing the drill.

The tavernkeeper sitting across from him, Campa couldn't help sweating.

The brazier frowned.

Not right.

This should not be the case.

In this adventurous and special meeting, he should have initiated the topic, he would make suggestions, and he would show the conditions.

But...

At this moment, the brazier unfavorably discovered that the initiative of this conversation is being firmly grasped by the other party.

"If he is as good as me," Ricky's face cooled down, his tone slowly tightened like a twisted rope holding his neck:

"Then he will not send you, like a stupid and arrogant blackmailer, knowingly committing a crime, at a moment we value so much, and sending it to the door triumphantly, a lot of nonsense, concealment, and mystery. Threatening'I know what you are going to do'."

Ricky said in disgust: "It's as if you really hold us."

Yaozi's pupils slowly tightened: "Everyone means..."

"Remember, Yaozi."

Next to Ricky, the middle-aged swordsman Kray stared at the drill firmly, as if his face was stained, and his voice was rough: "We have an account, but we haven't finished it yet."

The drill showed a puzzled look.

"Longxiao City six years ago, under the guise of our name, you drove the wind and rain in Exeter's most dangerous place, and do whatever you want," the middle-aged swordsman in the north is like a leopard staring at its prey. :

"Thanks to you, we have lost a lot of manpower, including my students-disasters, dragons, rebellion, chaos, and even the liquidation of Longxiao City afterwards."

"It was a really difficult time."

"Do you think we will let it go?"

Yaozi's eyes condensed.

The mercenaries became agitated, and cast their dissatisfaction and hatred glances at Yanzi.

Longxiao City six years ago...

Thyls felt that the fast rope beside him was breathing faster and faster, and he even clenched his fists.

For some reason, Marina behind her also gritted her teeth, staring at the drill pointed by Qianfu.

Yongzi sighed.

"I feel guilty about this, please accept my apologies."

Kray sarcastically said: "Apologize?"

There was a disdainful croak from the mercenaries.

But the brazier is completely unaffected, like hypocrites who have nothing to do with themselves. After hearing a distant tragedy, they pretend to be sad to prove their humanity and gain what others understand. look.

"We were also very surprised by what happened back then... but I am here today, absolutely sincerely, and want to make a win-win proposal..."

But Ricky raised his head slightly.

"We don't have a ‘win-win’ at all."

He rebuffed the brazier's words, leaving the latter stunned for a while.

"When you walked in, we hated your face with upturned nostrils, the time you appeared here, your self-righteous tongue, and the blood debts you left behind."

Ricky said coldly: "We are not interested in your so-called suggestions or secrets pretending to be mysterious."

The look of Yaozi suddenly stiffened.

"The **** living in darkness and decay, chasing chaotic and stinky flies," Ricky said, looking at the frozen drill, without any positive emotions:

"Now, do you understand our attitude?"

The drill clenched his fists, his face full of disbelief.

"Why are you wasting time here?" At the same table, the masked man sighed and knocked on the table: "We have a full schedule today."

Northland Swordsman Clay snorted coldly.

Following his snort, almost all the mercenaries in the tavern held their weapons coldly, and many even took a step forward.

Faced with the aggressive mercenaries, Yaozi was stunned, and he subconsciously looked around.

Clay coldly said: "Don't look at other places, brazier, I assure you: Once something happens, your group of squatting outside companions can't do anything before your head falls."

As a bystander, Thales quietly retracted his head a bit, while the fast rope still stared at the drill.

The tavern is completely quiet, but no one will feel how comfortable the atmosphere is at this moment.

The drill looked at the surroundings and frowned.

Damn it.

These muscular men with no brains.

But he can't turn his face.

No.

He still needs them.

This group of damn...

"If you kill me here, then the star people will know your conspiracy here..."

Yangzi lowered his head with a serious expression: "Your plan will not succeed."

Ricky sighed.

"It seems he did not understand."

The next second, a sword light flashed suddenly!

At a speed beyond Thales’s naked eye, he rushed out of Clay’s hand in an instant.

Let Thales, who was caught off guard, jumped at the conversation!

But fortunately, the sword did not come at him.

The flash of sword light stopped in front of the drill's neck.

One second later, the reacting drill couldn't help taking a step back, his face pale!

"Whoo!"

The sword wind has just blown right now.

I saw Clay holding a blood trough, a strange long sword with a hollow body, and the blade quietly stopped in front of the drill.

The mercenaries seemed to be accustomed to it, and they all laughed indiscriminately.

Yanzi's breathing fluctuated, but he calmly said: "Do you really want to do this?"

Clay held the peculiar long sword and gently shook his head: "This is'dark light', when it tears your veins..."

During the words, his long sword moved forward slightly, reaching the opponent's neck.

Baozi's pupils shrank instantly.

Damn it!

"Well, I see!"

He raised his hands in an instant, panting softly, and finally made Clay stop his sword: "Dear Krasu, and everyone."

"Whether you want to listen to my suggestions is your choice..."

"And I am willing...I am willing to answer all your doubts."

The posture is humble and the tone is respectful.

The three leading mercenaries glanced at each other.

"Very well," Ricky raised his lips:

"Compared with the nonsense at the beginning...you finally started talking."

Yaozi took a breath and re-examined the "Klasu" in front of him in unwillingness and anxiety.

Clay hummed coldly, and put away the sword he was too fast to see clearly.

Ricky said indifferently: "Go ahead, how did you stare at us?"

A few seconds later, the drill sighed as if admitting his fate:

"The Tower of End."

At this moment, Thales saw: Many mercenaries could not help holding their fists or weapons, and breathing quickly.

Clay and the masked swordsman frowned and looked at each other.

Only their leader, Ricky's expression remained unchanged.

"Yes, I know," the drill touched his neck and gritted his teeth: "We have eyes and ears there."

Ricky continued to ask: "What have you heard?"

"Not long ago, the Tower of End was raided one night."

Yanzi carefully looked around the mercenaries around him, watching their expressions.

"The origin of the opponents is unknown, the strength is strong, and the number is numerous. The lines of defense and security have been breached layer by layer. The invaders have not yet attacked the house of inheritance," Yao Zi said in a story-telling tone:" Can repel."

"According to our people, some ‘supernatural’ and unusual forces appeared during the invasion."

Thyls' eyebrows beat.

Wait.

Not long ago.

The Tower of End.

We were raided...

Supernatural...

The Star Prince blinked and recalled a "class" from a long time ago in horror.

At that time, what the guy who was about to travel told him was...

No way?

Is it what I think?

"This is a rare vicious event in the history of the Tower of End. Even if the Grey Sword Guard is strictly confidential internally, it is difficult for them to conceal all of them-all the eight schools have suffered heavy casualties, even the stars of the stars two hundred years ago. The king’s army is not so exaggerated to besiege Blade Valley."

Yangzi sneered and looked at dozens of mercenaries: "You did it, right, at least you participated in it? You cooperate with the Blood Bottle Gang. They have many supernatural fighters that they have absorbed from the Western Wilds. ……"

There was a commotion around the mercenaries.

Blood Bottle Gang.

Thyls covered his head in his heart, feeling that his guess was getting closer and closer to the truth.

Cray shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

"You later fled into the desert, retreated to the Yaya camp, and hid in the blood and whistle-one of our spies in the desert recognized you."

Yangzi continued:

"But Bladeya camp is going to send troops to the desert. After the blockade order was issued, there was obviously no business. Your mercenary group did not disperse, but continued to recruit people from all over, so I thought: No matter you are in the Tower of End Whatever happened, you don’t plan to give up."

"That's why I sent someone to leave you a message: visit tonight."

The masked man snorted disdainfully.

Ricky and Cray were silent.

"Listen, I don't care about your grievances with the End Tower. Anyway, you two have been fighting for more than a hundred years." Seeing this, Yaozi rolled his eyes and continued: "I don't care whether you are Why do you want to make a surprise attack there: I want to give my breath, engage in a coup, or dig for treasure..."

Fighting with the Tower of End for more than a hundred years...

Thyls moved in his heart.

"But I know that you are having a hard time now: the end tower that can be famous and defend between the two powers is damaged to such a degree, the price of the intruder must be heavier. "

Yazi's eyes lit up, his hands were raised, his tone was high-tempo, as if he had forgotten the embarrassment and humiliation just now: "Now, no matter what you are going to do, you will definitely be short of manpower-especially, you still want to be in the Star Kingdom In the Bladeya camp, breaking the fierce bone prison, robbing the **** without precedent..."

What?

Thyls didn't react for a moment.

But others are different.

At this moment, whether Ricky, Clay or the masked man, suddenly raised their heads!

They stared at the drill in front of them.

I can't believe it.

The mercenaries also commotion one after another, slightly in an uproar.

"What the hell?"

The incredible fast rope whispered to Thales: "These people are going... to rob the prison of bones, that ghost place? There is a problem with their brains!"

In the field, Yanzi continued to speak: "This will not be an easy thing..."

But the next moment, the familiar sword light flickered!

Clay's long sword once again forced the brazier's throat.

"Who told you!" the middle-aged swordsman in the north asked coldly.

"Damn cockroach." This is the masked man.

Ricky frowned: "How did you know?"

The drill who was caught in doom once again panted quickly, but this time, he refuted neither humble nor humble.

"A few days ago, you deliberately sent some people into the prison of bones, as a response to the time," Yaozi snorted coldly: "Tonight, you are scheduled to gather here again, and you have driven away and kidnapped early. Guys, including this tavernkeeper..."

"Isn't this something obvious!"

Boom!

On the other side, Tampa, who had been silent for a long time, was dumbfounded and slapped the table top.

"Fuck!"

"Is this why you kidnapped me?"

The tavern owner suppressed his anger and was frightened: "You have known for a long time that'my house' is a place to provide supplies for the prison of bones..."

"You want to wait until dawn, and then use our fleet of supplies to transport supplies..."

Sony the mercenary slapped him on the back of the head, pressing Tampa's words in his mouth:

"Shut up."

Why?

Thyls was very puzzled: Why did they rob prison?

What to rob?

The most important thing is if this group of mysterious mercenaries really do it.

What will happen to Tampa and the two of them?

The chaotic scene lasted for several seconds before it became quiet under Ricky's raised arms again.

"We underestimated you, brazier," Ricky thoughtfully, his eyes full of spirit:

"Being Teng's arm and deputy, you really have two things."

At his gesture, Clay retracted the sword.

Teng.

Hearing the drill with this name again, he pulled his eyebrows imperceptibly.

"Look, I'm right," Yanzi exhaled, carefully observing Ricky's reaction: "Your plan is too hasty, and your hands are stretched... But what if we can help you?"

Ricky did not speak.

Neither did the mercenaries.

"I know why you chose this moment in particular, rather than other occasions, dear Crassou."

Yangzi stepped forward slowly, his face returned to his confidence and calmness when he first came:

"Now, the Stardust Guards, Skull Guards, Crow Whistle Light Cavalry, Black Lion Infantry Regiment, including a few related professional mercenaries—the elite, fastest, and most loyal troops in these camps are all for some reason , Following Williams on the forefront of the desert, unable to return for a while."

"The remaining garrisons are either second-class garrisons, light infantry lacking mounts, or temporary conscripts from various parts of the Western Famine, or even auxiliary soldiers and servicemen who do not go to the battlefield very much— In the absence of the baron, there are not enough officers to suppress them. They belong to the royal family and the local aristocracy. They are divided into conflicts and conflicts. They seem to have more troops than usual, but management is chaotic, command is disorderly, and dispatch is inefficient."

"This is a rare opportunity for you to rob the prison. Compared with the rigorous military appearance of Wings of Legend, is there a better time than this?"

The drill looked around and waved to the mercenaries around him, ignoring their unpleasant eyes.

"That’s why you can get so many people together so easily to take down this tavern—I’ve heard from the local people. In the usual way, Williams has long brought any group of suspicious soldiers gathered for no reason. Throw it into the jail and take it all away, and not everyone will lose twenty gold coins."

The explanation came to an end with ecstatic brows. He turned his head back confidently and looked at the pondering Ricky.

"Take advantage of the chaos and robbery, you are right," Yao Zi raised a finger:

"But it's still too difficult."

"For you, there are less than a hundred people, even if you are all professional mercenaries fighting old battles, even if you just face these old, weak, sick and disabled, it is not an easy task-once there is a loss, the casualties are It is inevitable that safety is difficult to guarantee. I really don’t want you to experience another tragic raid on the End Tower."

At this point, the expressions of the mercenaries were shaken.

In the next second, Yanzi turned around, and a bewildered color appeared in his eyes:

"It's different if we are here."

Ricky still muttered to himself, while Clay looked at him coldly, silently. The masked man was even more exaggerated. His gaze was never anything other than hatred and disgust.

"You know our capabilities..."

Yaozi tried his best to make his own words sound more attractive: "With us, you don't need this lame plan, let alone this crumbled boss."

Tampa stared at him fiercely.

Yangzi's eyes lit up: "We can provide you with the most accurate information and information, and strive for the best conditions and opportunities for hands-on, and even help you to remove or even paralyze the defense of the Bone Prison in a short time. As for the means of escaping safely, you don’t need to pretend to be a transport team in fear, get into the destination, or use your sword to break through those **** prison doors at a heavy price."

He makes a fist gently:

"You will get what you want faster, better, and easier—whatever it is."

Yaozi's words paused slightly, as if to observe everyone's reaction.

"Dear Krasu, and all the mighty warriors."

The drill reopened.

"Your sword is at this moment, the greatest support we can find in a strange and hostile land," he was very humble at this moment, folded his hands, his expression respectful and obedient: "And we, It is the best ears, eyes and help you can find in a place full of powerful enemies."

Yangzi carefully looked at each pair of eyes that crossed his sight:

"But no matter which side of us, we are isolated and helpless here-you are a mercenary group that has been marginalized, and we are wanted criminals who are screamed and beaten by everyone. No one can face Williams alone. Bladeya camp, facing the Western Desolation, facing the behemoth behind them and the powerful backup: Star Kingdom."

Yazi widened his eyes and opened his hands: "So I suggest that we cooperate sincerely and get what we need: we will help you open the door to the prison of bones with ease."

"Sword of Disaster, and Shield of Shadow, is there a better combination?"

The tavern was completely silent, and only the breathing of the soldiers remained, one after another, with an uncertain rhythm.

Baozi watched the other people's expressions unmovingly, turning his eyes back and forth.

It seems that a year has passed.

Finally, Ricky took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Shadow..."

"What do you want?"

As soon as these words came out, Clay and the masked man turned their heads abruptly and stared at Ricky.

But Ricky ignored them.

"What do you want to do in the camp with our strength?"

Here, Brazier smiled.

He rubbed his hands and slowly raised his head.

"We have extremely reliable information," Yanzi said in a cautious tone, constantly observing even the most subtle expressions on the faces of the people before him:

"A priceless city, involving the goals of all parties, has just crossed the desert today and arrived at the Blade Ya camp."

A priceless... goal?

What?

At this moment, Marina could only notice by lowering her head: the red-haired and black-haired youths sitting in front of her stiffened together.

"That is our mission."

Ricky narrowed his eyes.

"The target may be protected by beyond imagination at any time-a large number of army and countless masters, continuous support and strict and thoughtful guards, it is far from being able to sneak or attack Solved."

The drill smashed his mouth and nodded with a sneer.

Under the surveillance of countless mercenaries before and after, Thales and Fastline sat motionless, their eyes frozen.

In the youth's **** senses, Tampa's unrestrained breathing fluctuated, Marina's cold snort was vivid, and the mercenaries whispered endlessly.

And the heartbeat of him and the fast rope.

Only getting faster and faster.

It's getting heavier.

"And we, esteemed Krasu, and everyone."

I saw the brazier lower his head, as if there was something secret in the treasure:

"All we have to do is to work together to win this difficult but rewarding goal in the camp..."

Tyles and Fastrope pressed their eyes on the drill.

With anxiety and horror, he didn't dare to show any bad mood.

Under the gazes of many people with doubts and hesitation, the brazier seems to be the person who has solved the mystery at the last moment, with a full of malicious smile, whispered: "The second prince of the Star Kingdom, the Supreme King The only heir to."

"Tels..."

"Candy Star."

At that second, the star prince's expression froze.

Together with his breathing, stop at this moment.

Beside him, the fast rope smiled with relief, relieved...

Heaved a sigh of relief.

Failed to break the chapter, grief inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)

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Chapter 122: Shadow and Sword, Kingdom Bloodline-Shanwu Novels.com

Thyls hadn't heard Crasu's name, and he couldn't understand why the man named Yaozi suddenly changed color. Flash Dance Novel Network

But he knows who the drill is.

On the Night of Dragon Blood six years ago, it was this man who stood in front of Grand Duke Black Sand with a face full of spring breeze, negotiating back and forth with the fierce Charman Rumba, asking for the right to belong to the Star Prince.

He and the taboo organization behind him played an indispensable role in that unprecedented and earth-shaking coup: whether it was Thales’ thrilling assassination under the fortress or the death of Grand Duke Peffert The desperate confession before, and even the terrible moment when the natural king fell on his head, they have their bodies shuttled in a trance.

They are full of ghosts and shadows, omnipresent, but mysterious and elusive. Every time they appear, they bring blood and death, which shocks the viewer and regrets it.

The moment when this group of people reappeared...

Tyles took a deep breath, resisting the anxiety and anxiety, staring at the man intently, not even the quick rope winking him.

In the field, Yaozi carefully observed the mercenaries around him.

The man solemnly discovered that although the savage and warfare on their bodies had become heavier, from top to bottom, no one had any meaning to refute or showed a strange look.

He didn't lie.

Yanzi's heart sank: He is indeed "Klasu".

Things are beyond imagination.

But...

"It turns out that you are the Krasu of this generation."

"I have to say, I'm a little surprised," Yaozi turned to Ricky, and his tone became cautious and inexplicable, as if a thief outside the window glanced at the property in the window:

"Senior people rarely take personal risks."

Senior person?

Tyles turned his attention to Ricky, but he could only see a rough face, the light leather armor common to desert mercenaries, and the rude and casual sitting posture.

From any angle, he is just an ordinary mercenary leader.

The prince couldn't help wondering: How come you are a high-ranking person?

"Or say..."

Yanzi's eyes condensed on Ricky, and he turned his words, tentatively said: "What you are going to do tonight is too important, you are as high as you, and you have to fight in person?"

The mercenaries around were silent, but many of them subconsciously looked at each other.

The silence lasted for a few seconds.

Ricky put a smile on his face, then disappeared quickly.

"Indeed, a good leader doesn't have to take a risk, he must do everything by himself," he nodded and said lightly, "but he can never lack the courage and responsibility to do so."

The drill raised his eyebrows in a daze.

"Extremely admired."

The man smiled shyly: "But this makes me quite worried. You obviously have such an important action, but you lack the necessary..."

But Ricky didn't let him go on.

"...otherwise," although Ricky's eyes were fixed on Yaozi, he continued to speak for himself, not caring whether the other party spoke:

"As a leader, he will one day become a waste behind the curtain, protecting himself in a bubble of lies, only to hide his cowardice and incompetence. He can only rely on hypocritical pretensions and Despicable means, win the trust of peers, use empty intimidation and false incentives to maintain subordinates’ obedience."

Ricky’s tone was very light, but he turned suddenly at the end:

"Tell me, how is Teng recently?"

If there is anything, I can't help but frown.

Thyls, who was listening, was taken aback.

What...what's going on?

He didn't understand the monosyllable word.

But Yaozi's reaction made him understand quickly: it was a name.

Teng.

The moment he heard the name, facing Ricky's scorching eyes, his expression froze.

But he adjusted himself quickly and smiled back.

"The shadow master is all well," Yao Zi bowed again, Yu Guang looked at the mercenaries around him, his expression humble:

"As good as you."

Movie owner.

Thyls frowned.

If there is more than one person, he is the only one.

"Damn, Thales, I think..." Quickline turned pale, stabbed him under the table, and whispered in disbelief, "I think I know who these people are..."

Thyls nodded calmly.

"As good as me?"

"I don't think so." Ricky chuckled and shook his head. He raised a finger and pointed at the drill on the opposite side.

"If he is as good as me... Then Teng will not be rare to send you, an idea resident in Longxiao City enters the great desert, enters the Starren's Bladefang Camp, and it is dangerous for you. Site."

"I don't remember that Kessel V pardoned you."

Compared with his kind words to persuade him before, Ricky became fierce when facing the drill.

The tavernkeeper sitting across from him, Campa couldn't help sweating.

The brazier frowned.

Not right.

This should not be the case.

In this adventurous and special meeting, he should have initiated the topic, he would make suggestions, and he would show the conditions.

But...

At this moment, the brazier unfavorably discovered that the initiative of this conversation is being firmly grasped by the other party.

"If he is as good as me," Ricky's face cooled down, his tone slowly tightened like a twisted rope holding his neck:

"Then he will not send you, like a stupid and arrogant blackmailer, knowingly committing a crime, at a moment we value so much, and sending it to the door triumphantly, a lot of nonsense, concealment, and mystery. Threatening'I know what you are going to do'."

Ricky said in disgust: "It's as if you really hold us."

Yaozi's pupils slowly tightened: "Everyone means..."

"Remember, Yaozi."

Next to Ricky, the middle-aged swordsman Kray stared at the drill firmly, as if his face was stained, and his voice was rough: "We have an account, but we haven't finished it yet."

The drill showed a puzzled look.

"Longxiao City six years ago, under the guise of our name, you drove the wind and rain in Exeter's most dangerous place, and do whatever you want," the middle-aged swordsman in the north is like a leopard staring at its prey. :

"Thanks to you, we have lost a lot of manpower, including my students-disasters, dragons, rebellion, chaos, and even the liquidation of Longxiao City afterwards."

"It was a really difficult time."

"Do you think we will let it go?"

Yaozi's eyes condensed.

The mercenaries became agitated, and cast their dissatisfaction and hatred glances at Yanzi.

Longxiao City six years ago...

Thyls felt that the fast rope beside him was breathing faster and faster, and he even clenched his fists.

For some reason, Marina behind her also gritted her teeth, staring at the drill pointed by Qianfu.

Yongzi sighed.

"I feel guilty about this, please accept my apologies."

Kray sarcastically said: "Apologize?"

There was a disdainful croak from the mercenaries.

But the brazier is completely unaffected, like hypocrites who have nothing to do with themselves. After hearing a distant tragedy, they pretend to be sad to prove their humanity and gain what others understand. look.

"We were also very surprised by what happened back then... but I am here today, absolutely sincerely, and want to make a win-win proposal..."

But Ricky raised his head slightly.

"We don't have a ‘win-win’ at all."

He rebuffed the brazier's words, leaving the latter stunned for a while.

"When you walked in, we hated your face with upturned nostrils, the time you appeared here, your self-righteous tongue, and the blood debts you left behind."

Ricky said coldly: "We are not interested in your so-called suggestions or secrets pretending to be mysterious."

The look of Yaozi suddenly stiffened.

"The **** living in darkness and decay, chasing chaotic and stinky flies," Ricky said, looking at the frozen drill, without any positive emotions:

"Now, do you understand our attitude?"

The drill clenched his fists, his face full of disbelief.

"Why are you wasting time here?" At the same table, the masked man sighed and knocked on the table: "We have a full schedule today."

Northland Swordsman Clay snorted coldly.

Following his snort, almost all the mercenaries in the tavern held their weapons coldly, and many even took a step forward.

Faced with the aggressive mercenaries, Yaozi was stunned, and he subconsciously looked around.

Clay coldly said: "Don't look at other places, brazier, I assure you: Once something happens, your group of squatting outside companions can't do anything before your head falls."

As a bystander, Thales quietly retracted his head a bit, while the fast rope still stared at the drill.

The tavern is completely quiet, but no one will feel how comfortable the atmosphere is at this moment.

The drill looked at the surroundings and frowned.

Damn it.

These muscular men with no brains.

But he can't turn his face.

No.

He still needs them.

This group of damn...

"If you kill me here, then the star people will know your conspiracy here..."

Yangzi lowered his head with a serious expression: "Your plan will not succeed."

Ricky sighed.

"It seems he did not understand."

The next second, a sword light flashed suddenly!

At a speed beyond Thales’s naked eye, he rushed out of Clay’s hand in an instant.

Let Thales, who was caught off guard, jumped at the conversation!

But fortunately, the sword did not come at him.

The flash of sword light stopped in front of the drill's neck.

One second later, the reacting drill couldn't help taking a step back, his face pale!

"Whoo!"

The sword wind has just blown right now.

I saw Clay holding a blood trough, a strange long sword with a hollow body, and the blade quietly stopped in front of the drill.

The mercenaries seemed to be accustomed to it, and they all laughed indiscriminately.

Yanzi's breathing fluctuated, but he calmly said: "Do you really want to do this?"

Clay held the peculiar long sword and gently shook his head: "This is'dark light', when it tears your veins..."

During the words, his long sword moved forward slightly, reaching the opponent's neck.

Baozi's pupils shrank instantly.

Damn it!

"Well, I see!"

He raised his hands in an instant, panting softly, and finally made Clay stop his sword: "Dear Krasu, and everyone."

"Whether you want to listen to my suggestions is your choice..."

"And I am willing...I am willing to answer all your doubts."

The posture is humble and the tone is respectful.

The three leading mercenaries glanced at each other.

"Very well," Ricky raised his lips:

"Compared with the nonsense at the beginning...you finally started talking."

Yaozi took a breath and re-examined the "Klasu" in front of him in unwillingness and anxiety.

Clay hummed coldly, and put away the sword he was too fast to see clearly.

Ricky said indifferently: "Go ahead, how did you stare at us?"

A few seconds later, the drill sighed as if admitting his fate:

"The Tower of End."

At this moment, Thales saw: Many mercenaries could not help holding their fists or weapons, and breathing quickly.

Clay and the masked swordsman frowned and looked at each other.

Only their leader, Ricky's expression remained unchanged.

"Yes, I know," the drill touched his neck and gritted his teeth: "We have eyes and ears there."

Ricky continued to ask: "What have you heard?"

"Not long ago, the Tower of End was raided one night."

Yanzi carefully looked around the mercenaries around him, watching their expressions.

"The origin of the opponents is unknown, the strength is strong, and the number is numerous. The lines of defense and security have been breached layer by layer. The invaders have not yet attacked the house of inheritance," Yao Zi said in a story-telling tone:" Can repel."

"According to our people, some ‘supernatural’ and unusual forces appeared during the invasion."

Thyls' eyebrows beat.

Wait.

Not long ago.

The Tower of End.

We were raided...

Supernatural...

The Star Prince blinked and recalled a "class" from a long time ago in horror.

At that time, what the guy who was about to travel told him was...

No way?

Is it what I think?

"This is a rare vicious event in the history of the Tower of End. Even if the Grey Sword Guard is strictly confidential internally, it is difficult for them to conceal all of them-all the eight schools have suffered heavy casualties, even the stars of the stars two hundred years ago. The king’s army is not so exaggerated to besiege Blade Valley."

Yangzi sneered and looked at dozens of mercenaries: "You did it, right, at least you participated in it? You cooperate with the Blood Bottle Gang. They have many supernatural fighters that they have absorbed from the Western Wilds. ……"

There was a commotion around the mercenaries.

Blood Bottle Gang.

Thyls covered his head in his heart, feeling that his guess was getting closer and closer to the truth.

Cray shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

"You later fled into the desert, retreated to the Yaya camp, and hid in the blood and whistle-one of our spies in the desert recognized you."

Yangzi continued:

"But Bladeya camp is going to send troops to the desert. After the blockade order was issued, there was obviously no business. Your mercenary group did not disperse, but continued to recruit people from all over, so I thought: No matter you are in the Tower of End Whatever happened, you don’t plan to give up."

"That's why I sent someone to leave you a message: visit tonight."

The masked man snorted disdainfully.

Ricky and Cray were silent.

"Listen, I don't care about your grievances with the End Tower. Anyway, you two have been fighting for more than a hundred years." Seeing this, Yaozi rolled his eyes and continued: "I don't care whether you are Why do you want to make a surprise attack there: I want to give my breath, engage in a coup, or dig for treasure..."

Fighting with the Tower of End for more than a hundred years...

Thyls moved in his heart.

"But I know that you are having a hard time now: the end tower that can be famous and defend between the two powers is damaged to such a degree, the price of the intruder must be heavier. "

Yazi's eyes lit up, his hands were raised, his tone was high-tempo, as if he had forgotten the embarrassment and humiliation just now: "Now, no matter what you are going to do, you will definitely be short of manpower-especially, you still want to be in the Star Kingdom In the Bladeya camp, breaking the fierce bone prison, robbing the **** without precedent..."

What?

Thyls didn't react for a moment.

But others are different.

At this moment, whether Ricky, Clay or the masked man, suddenly raised their heads!

They stared at the drill in front of them.

I can't believe it.

The mercenaries also commotion one after another, slightly in an uproar.

"What the hell?"

The incredible fast rope whispered to Thales: "These people are going... to rob the prison of bones, that ghost place? There is a problem with their brains!"

In the field, Yanzi continued to speak: "This will not be an easy thing..."

But the next moment, the familiar sword light flickered!

Clay's long sword once again forced the brazier's throat.

"Who told you!" the middle-aged swordsman in the north asked coldly.

"Damn cockroach." This is the masked man.

Ricky frowned: "How did you know?"

The drill who was caught in doom once again panted quickly, but this time, he refuted neither humble nor humble.

"A few days ago, you deliberately sent some people into the prison of bones, as a response to the time," Yaozi snorted coldly: "Tonight, you are scheduled to gather here again, and you have driven away and kidnapped early. Guys, including this tavernkeeper..."

"Isn't this something obvious!"

Boom!

On the other side, Tampa, who had been silent for a long time, was dumbfounded and slapped the table top.

"Fuck!"

"Is this why you kidnapped me?"

The tavern owner suppressed his anger and was frightened: "You have known for a long time that'my house' is a place to provide supplies for the prison of bones..."

"You want to wait until dawn, and then use our fleet of supplies to transport supplies..."

Sony the mercenary slapped him on the back of the head, pressing Tampa's words in his mouth:

"Shut up."

Why?

Thyls was very puzzled: Why did they rob prison?

What to rob?

The most important thing is if this group of mysterious mercenaries really do it.

What will happen to Tampa and the two of them?

The chaotic scene lasted for several seconds before it became quiet under Ricky's raised arms again.

"We underestimated you, brazier," Ricky thoughtfully, his eyes full of spirit:

"Being Teng's arm and deputy, you really have two things."

At his gesture, Clay retracted the sword.

Teng.

Hearing the drill with this name again, he pulled his eyebrows imperceptibly.

"Look, I'm right," Yanzi exhaled, carefully observing Ricky's reaction: "Your plan is too hasty, and your hands are stretched... But what if we can help you?"

Ricky did not speak.

Neither did the mercenaries.

"I know why you chose this moment in particular, rather than other occasions, dear Crassou."

Yangzi stepped forward slowly, his face returned to his confidence and calmness when he first came:

"Now, the Stardust Guards, Skull Guards, Crow Whistle Light Cavalry, Black Lion Infantry Regiment, including a few related professional mercenaries—the elite, fastest, and most loyal troops in these camps are all for some reason , Following Williams on the forefront of the desert, unable to return for a while."

"The remaining garrisons are either second-class garrisons, light infantry lacking mounts, or temporary conscripts from various parts of the Western Famine, or even auxiliary soldiers and servicemen who do not go to the battlefield very much— In the absence of the baron, there are not enough officers to suppress them. They belong to the royal family and the local aristocracy. They are divided into conflicts and conflicts. They seem to have more troops than usual, but management is chaotic, command is disorderly, and dispatch is inefficient."

"This is a rare opportunity for you to rob the prison. Compared with the rigorous military appearance of Wings of Legend, is there a better time than this?"

The drill looked around and waved to the mercenaries around him, ignoring their unpleasant eyes.

"That’s why you can get so many people together so easily to take down this tavern—I’ve heard from the local people. In the usual way, Williams has long brought any group of suspicious soldiers gathered for no reason. Throw it into the jail and take it all away, and not everyone will lose twenty gold coins."

The explanation came to an end with ecstatic brows. He turned his head back confidently and looked at the pondering Ricky.

"Take advantage of the chaos and robbery, you are right," Yao Zi raised a finger:

"But it's still too difficult."

"For you, there are less than a hundred people, even if you are all professional mercenaries fighting old battles, even if you just face these old, weak, sick and disabled, it is not an easy task-once there is a loss, the casualties are It is inevitable that safety is difficult to guarantee. I really don’t want you to experience another tragic raid on the End Tower."

At this point, the expressions of the mercenaries were shaken.

In the next second, Yanzi turned around, and a bewildered color appeared in his eyes:

"It's different if we are here."

Ricky still muttered to himself, while Clay looked at him coldly, silently. The masked man was even more exaggerated. His gaze was never anything other than hatred and disgust.

"You know our capabilities..."

Yaozi tried his best to make his own words sound more attractive: "With us, you don't need this lame plan, let alone this crumbled boss."

Tampa stared at him fiercely.

Yangzi's eyes lit up: "We can provide you with the most accurate information and information, and strive for the best conditions and opportunities for hands-on, and even help you to remove or even paralyze the defense of the Bone Prison in a short time. As for the means of escaping safely, you don’t need to pretend to be a transport team in fear, get into the destination, or use your sword to break through those **** prison doors at a heavy price."

He makes a fist gently:

"You will get what you want faster, better, and easier—whatever it is."

Yaozi's words paused slightly, as if to observe everyone's reaction.

"Dear Krasu, and all the mighty warriors."

The drill reopened.

"Your sword is at this moment, the greatest support we can find in a strange and hostile land," he was very humble at this moment, folded his hands, his expression respectful and obedient: "And we, It is the best ears, eyes and help you can find in a place full of powerful enemies."

Yangzi carefully looked at each pair of eyes that crossed his sight:

"But no matter which side of us, we are isolated and helpless here-you are a mercenary group that has been marginalized, and we are wanted criminals who are screamed and beaten by everyone. No one can face Williams alone. Bladeya camp, facing the Western Desolation, facing the behemoth behind them and the powerful backup: Star Kingdom."

Yazi widened his eyes and opened his hands: "So I suggest that we cooperate sincerely and get what we need: we will help you open the door to the prison of bones with ease."

"Sword of Disaster, and Shield of Shadow, is there a better combination?"

The tavern was completely silent, and only the breathing of the soldiers remained, one after another, with an uncertain rhythm.

Baozi watched the other people's expressions unmovingly, turning his eyes back and forth.

It seems that a year has passed.

Finally, Ricky took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Shadow..."

"What do you want?"

As soon as these words came out, Clay and the masked man turned their heads abruptly and stared at Ricky.

But Ricky ignored them.

"What do you want to do in the camp with our strength?"

Here, Brazier smiled.

He rubbed his hands and slowly raised his head.

"We have extremely reliable information," Yanzi said in a cautious tone, constantly observing even the most subtle expressions on the faces of the people before him:

"A priceless city, involving the goals of all parties, has just crossed the desert today and arrived at the Blade Ya camp."

A priceless... goal?

What?

At this moment~IndoMTL.com~Marina can notice as long as she lowers her head: the red-haired and black-haired teenagers sitting in front of her stiffen together.

"That is our mission."

Ricky narrowed his eyes.

"The target may be protected by beyond imagination at any time-a large number of army and countless masters, continuous support and strict and thoughtful guards, it is far from being able to sneak or attack Solved."

The drill smashed his mouth and nodded with a sneer.

Under the surveillance of countless mercenaries before and after, Thales and Fastline sat motionless, their eyes frozen.

In the youth's **** senses, Tampa's unrestrained breathing fluctuated, Marina's cold snort was vivid, and the mercenaries whispered endlessly.

And the heartbeat of him and the fast rope.

Only getting faster and faster.

It's getting heavier.

"And we, esteemed Krasu, and everyone."

I saw the brazier lower his head, as if there was something secret in the treasure:

"All we have to do is to work together to win this difficult but rewarding goal in the camp..."

Tyles and Fastrope pressed their eyes on the drill.

With anxiety and horror, he didn't dare to show any bad mood.

Under the gazes of many people with doubts and hesitation, the brazier seems to be the person who has solved the mystery at the last moment, with a full of malicious smile, whispered: "The second prince of the Star Kingdom, the Supreme King The only heir to."

"Tels..."

"Candy Star."

At that second, the star prince's expression froze.

Together with his breathing, stop at this moment.

Beside him, the fast rope smiled with relief, relieved...

Heaved a sigh of relief.

Failed to break the chapter, grief inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)