Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 233|Suffering from strangers

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Vaguely feeling the wind whistling in his ears, the drowsy person barely opened his eyes, and coughed desperately by the wind as soon as he opened his mouth.

His forehead is still bleeding, and his face is blue again.

At this moment, the person carrying him made a sudden stop, and the sudden change of speed made his eyes go dark, and then he crawled and struggled to the ground, directly vomiting half-dead.

"...Brother Meng...too heavy..."

"...Poor luck...He happened to be standing there when the tent fell."

The conversation gradually awakened the consciousness of the vomiter. He suddenly remembered that he was forcibly taken out of the barracks by one person in the chaos, and the other party's martial arts was so high that he not only demolished his camp, but also thousands of people. Surround the whole body and retreat.

This hapless vomiter, never thought that anyone could treat that killing array with nothing, and come and go calmly, as if entering no one's land.

"Who are you?"

Mo Lei intends to stop the bleeding, but the other party retreats abruptly, watching the person in front of him vigilantly.

The sky is not yet lit, and it is the darkest moment before dawn.

Meng Qi is standing leisurely under a locust tree ten steps away.

The dense tree canopy obscures the lights from the distant city wall, making Meng Qi's figure indistinct, like a ghost formed by forked branches, because he does not have a trace of breath exposed, as if he has blended into the depths. Faint darkness.

And I don’t know why, whether it’s Meng Qi in the distance or Moli nearby, the captives don’t think they can see clearly.

The more I squint to distinguish, the more pain my head hurts.

He didn't even realize that these were three people. He only felt that he was surrounded by enemies. He could only ask in a stern stern, "I am the court commander, you and other thieves, do you want to rebel?"

Mo Lei looked at the wound on the man's forehead intently. There was not much blood flowing, but his face was very ugly, and the whole person was shaky.

"Can't go anymore, he was hit in the head, there was congestion." Mo Li took advantage of the fact that the other party hadn't recovered, and quickly diagnosed the lower pulse.

"Smashed into a silly?"

"...No, just being rushed to the road with a trivial effort by you, which intensified the injury."

Meng Qi has a lot of knowledge and knows it as soon as Moli reminds him.

This kind of illness is also common. It is usually hit by something or falls more severely.

There are lumps on the head, things can't be seen clearly, vomiting... There is no cure for the disease. You have to lie down for three to five days to get better.

"It's fine if you don't die." Meng Qi didn't care about the life or death of the other party at all.

The man froze, and his face became more stern: "There are three thousand soldiers and horses here, you and other rebels..."

Moli took out the silver needle and inserted two needles into the acupuncture points on the back of his head.

The man suddenly felt that the ghost in front of him had disappeared a little bit. By coincidence, he fixed his eyes and happened to meet the scarred face of the swordsman.

"Su Lier?!"

The ink carp was startled.

It sounds like a name at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, it should be a nickname.

Su Li means wearing a hat all day and all night. Originally, this is nothing, but adding the third word gives it a taste of contempt.

That means kid, kid.

If the swordsman is young and handsome, and only covers his face with a hat, he is the kind of ranger who robs the rich and helps the poor in the book, and others call a slap in the face, but there is a kind of joke, which can express closeness. However, it is not a good name to use it on a killer who is completely ruined and does not want to see people.

"You know me."

Swordsman said word by word, no matter how stupid people can hear the murderous spirit inside.

The man shook, and the swordsman drew closer and said coldly: "I heard someone call you Mr. Li, and you claim to be the imperial court official. I don't know what kind of official residence is yours, and which salary do you eat?"

Currently in the territory of Qi Dynasty, Qi Chao's official food is naturally Qi Chao Lu's salary. The swordsman has a sense of punishment when he asks this question.

Mr. Li wanted to argue, but the sequelae of his dizziness hasn't passed yet, and his mind is buzzing, and he can't find any treacherous words.

A court commander, naturally, there is no reason to know the killer of Piaoping Pavilion.

Mr. Li shivered instinctively when he felt the swordsman's murderous eyes full of evil intentions.

"He doesn't know how to martial arts." Mo Li said suddenly.

The meridians are empty, and the body is weak and the qi is weak, so he is a weak scholar.

Meng Qi looked at the sky, guessing that it was about to dawn, and once the sky was bright, it would be difficult to hide with such a burden, so after thinking about it, he suddenly smiled and said: "I didn't expect that there will still be Descendants, in the old days of the Pingkou League, the eight tribes worked together to punish Xiazhou’s Jiedushi, and they were able to build the Xiliang Kingdom. There are many talents in the Li family, and they can find calculations. They are highly respected in the country. I think your Excellency is quite good. The wind of the ancestors!"

Mr. Li opened his eyes wide in horror, almost thinking that Meng Qi was also a Qiang from Xiliang.

However, Meng Qi's appearance does not have the characteristics of a northerner outside the Great Wall, and Mr. Li quickly pondered it in his heart.

Too much happened this evening, and it was too sudden.

Although they have a strong presence in Run County, they have their shortcomings. The people that Mr. Li mastered were not the same as the Sun's firm. Because Mr. Li does not know martial arts, the nominal leader of Run County is the treasurer Sun. Although Mr. Li feels uneasy, there is nothing he can do.

Mr. Li, or Li Zhubo, he is only an eight-rank official, and he relies on the trust of the generals and lieutenants of the garrison in Runxian County.

Tonight, the Sun family suddenly got into trouble, and a letter came over and only said that the plan had changed, and the people from Fengxing Pavilion came ahead of time, letting Lord Li work **** the barracks side.

It was noisy all night, then set fire and arrested people, but didn't get anything.

Bo Zheng, the lord of Li, was about to send someone to question shopkeeper Sun. This guy used a secret road to escape into the barracks. He also said that he had encountered a hard idea. Su Li'er at Piaoping Pavilion had been arrested. The warehouse was also inspected. The big plan is about to make people mess up the layout. The only way to use the military camp as a trap is to kill all those who try to spy secrets.

Lord Lei was angry on the one hand, but at the same time he felt that things were weird.

They have been hiding in Runxian for so many years. They have a solid foundation and a lot of means. Even the nosy Fengxing Pavilion has been played around by them. Why did they just kill Cheng Yaojin and ruin their good deeds? What is the origin of this journey of biting gold, and can also rescue the master of Fengxing Pavilion, who is in the dead, out?

The houses on the streets of Runxian County are made of six-dimensions and four-elephants.

This is an array handed down from ancient times. If you want to come and go freely in this array, even magical wizards have to be immersed in Qimen Dunjia for thirty years.

——Fleeing silently is a hundred times more difficult than breaking through a battle.

And today, there is such a master of formation?

Qimen Dunjia is about to be lost, and it has experienced the chaos of the world in the last years of the Chen Dynasty, the Yuan emperor of the Chu Dynasty driven and killed old officials, and the Qi Dynasty Chu Li was blood-stained in Taijing... After these three things, let alone Qimen Dunjia. It’s such a difficult and difficult thing to understand, even the Confucian School has been hit hard, and many classics have been lost.

Li Zhubo thought it would be difficult to meet an opponent, so he suddenly had a chance, and he was not in the mood to question shopkeeper Sun what was going on. He thought that as long as he catches the person, everything will come to light.

As for losing yourself? Li Zhubo never thought about it at all!

He learned the complete Qimen Dunjia technique, which is different from those wild roads that have broken their inheritance.

The time, the right place, the harmony of people.

Lee Lord Bo sits in the camp and can transfer up to a thousand soldiers. Except for the weather, it’s hard to say, the rest of the land is good and the other people don’t account for one. Can this still lose?

Then I lost...

The defeat was inexplicable, and Li Zhubo even suspected that he was dreaming.

As Meng Qi guessed, proud people never believe that they will fail. If they fail, then a traitor must have betrayed themselves.

Li Zhubo suddenly became angry. This anger caused him to turn black again. He stood up swayingly, his arm trembling and pointed at Meng Qi: "Who told you this?"

"Wang Lishi was timid and fearful of war. When the Xiliang Kingdom was broken, the family opened the city and descended from Chu. Unexpectedly, there are still people who believe you to go to Lishi today." Meng Qi said sarcastically, "I said you have It is the wind of the ancestors, but it is not the power of the hand to restrain the chicken, which drives others to charge into the battle. Once captured, they fall down and become small, without any responsibility!"

"Shut up!"

Lord Li yelled thinly, blood rushing to his forehead, and he fainted directly in the darkness before his eyes.

Moli hurriedly took the silver needle and inserted a few more key points.

"The scent of wormwood is very strong. If you use it again, someone will find it." Moli looked at Meng Qi obliquely with one hand of flint and a silver needle.

Meng Qi hurriedly explained: "If things are urgent and follow the power, if you don't put down strong medicine, you can't get it. Doctor forgive me."

The swordsman next to him heard in the mist, what is Xiliang country and what is going to Lishi, have these things happened?

When the book is used, he hates less, not to mention that he hasn't read history books.

Li Zhubo was still fainted, and the swordsman couldn't help asking: "How do you know that he is...Wang Lishi?"

"The eight tribes of Xiliang were almost killed and wounded when the country fell. Only the Wangli clan survived more, and the Wangli clan was the only one among the eight surnames that could be homophonic with Mr. Li's surname. "Meng Qi laughed suddenly, looked at Mo Li and said, "Doctor, I have told you that there are many obsessions in the world, and some are extremely ridiculous. For example, when you change your name, you must be related to the original surname. Relationship, or split, or homophony, it is said that you do not forget the original."

Moli rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "You laugh at their stupidity, don't you feel relaxed because of this habit? For example?"

One guess is accurate, how much things are saved.

Meng Qi just laughed, not talking.

Swordsman: "..."

The two people talked and looked at each other, the atmosphere was strange.

The knife man couldn't see his knife, so he bowed his head and kicked the lord Li.

Moli was taken aback, and the silver needle was still on the thin head of Lord Li. If he fell again, this person might be dead.

The swordsman felt a chill in his neck, and when he looked up, Meng Qi looked at him coldly.

"I'm afraid he will pretend to be dizzy." The knife man said dryly.

Li Zhubo woke up struggling to wake up. Before he opened his eyes, he cursed intermittently in his mouth: "Is it the treasurer Sun? I should have told the Lord that the **** from slavery are all profitable. Forgetful people."

Moli frowned and took the silver needle, and said in a deep voice: "You know the power of the holy medicine of Southern Xinjiang, you know better than me. As long as you master this thing, you will have endless wealth and power at your fingertips. Why bother to be born to death, driven by others?" /

Li Zhubo hadn't thought of why shopkeeper Sun would betray, and the reason Mo Li gave was very reasonable.

Of course he wouldn't directly believe the enemy's words, but he had a grudge against Shopkeeper Sun.

This time, if it weren't for treasurer Sun, how could the formation of the barracks be broken? How could the enemy find the front line accurately and grab himself as soon as he came up?

"Bad my Xuanwu killing array, the lord will not spare you waiting." Li lord gritted his teeth bitterly.

Mo Li thought, what is the Xuanwu killing formation?

He reacted quickly, as if it was the formation of the camp.

Moli looked at Meng Qi silently: This is the name of the formation you invented?

Meng Qi shook his head firmly: Does this resemble the name I know?

Also basaltic killing array, even if the defense is like a tortoise shell, it can't be so direct!

Swordsman: "..."

The feeling of wanting to find a knife is coming again.

"That's not the basaltic killing formation. The Chu army called it the long snake guard formation."

Meng Qi tried his best to justify his naming ability.

"It's like a rock and hits like a snake. Isn't it the basalt of the four elephants?" Lord Li said bitterly, "This formation does come from the Chu army. I have added changes several times, and I have such prestige, if not that **** Bad things... wait, shopkeeper Sun only knows where I am, and only knows nothing about Qimen Dunjia!"

"Have you heard of Ying Xiao?" Meng Qi interrupted him calmly.

Lord Li was taken aback for a moment.

Meng Qi said slowly: "Someone in the camp in the middle of the night woke up from a nightmare and screamed. This caused more people to panic. They ran around, mistakenly thinking that the enemy had attacked the camp. Sent to death, tormented day and night, and finally out of control and screaming, hacking and fighting, causing more people to fight. Camp Xiao can make hundreds of thousands of troops collapse overnight without fighting. You are clever, but you don’t even have the accident of the camp collapsed. Responding to the back road, talking on paper, but that's it."

"You--"

"Yes, even if the camp does not collapse, I just need to scream, your so-called basalt killing formation, the chicken dog, dare to brag?"

Lee Lord Bo was trembling all over, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted again.

Moli: "..."

Doctor Mo faintly raised his head and asked: "Brother Meng wants to test his medical skills, especially the method of bringing back the dead?"