Chapter 686: Kunlun is famous

Facing the statue of the demon god in the main hall, Gongsun Qi was very concerned.

And the guards who came in with him completely regarded this trip as a treasure hunt.

"Where's the treasure?"

"Why is there no treasure?"

"What's the use of these statues?"

The guards searched around the hall and found nothing.

Gongsun Qi chuckled and turned around: "Zhang Qiling, didn't you say that there are treasures here?"

Zhang Qiling nodded hurriedly, and went directly to a pillar, under which there was a stone pier with lotus carvings.

Turning the lotus carving with his hands, after a sound of gear trapping, a round hole was opened in the middle of the main hall.

The pumice stone in the cave rises, and the top of the temple is connected to the bottom, and the bottom is connected to the ground.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling said: "This ladder can lead up and down, uh...... I've heard that, too. ”

Gongsun Qi walked over, patted Zhang Qiling's shoulder, and said with a smile on his face:

"Yes, yes, hearsay can be so detailed. ”

With an embarrassed smile, Zhang Qiling suggested: "Why don't you divide the small ones from the adult soldiers, the adults go up, and I go down?"

"Okay!" Gongsun Qi immediately turned back to Zhang Liao and Guo Huai and said:

"The two junior disciples led people to explore down, and Zhang Qiling and I went up. ”

Everyone was slightly surprised, this was completely contrary to Zhang Qiling's suggestion.

Zhang Liao just smiled, waved his hand and led people down the pumice stone, and only Gongsun Qi and Zhang Qiling were left in the main hall.

As if nothing had happened, Zhang Qiling was still so humble:

"Your Excellency, please. ”

Gongsun Qi also responded with a smile, saying:

"No, no, no, you still go ahead, you are familiar with the road. ”

This scene would be appropriate if it was changed to a wine banquet with cups and lamps, but in this environment, it was extremely strange.

And the two parties were completely unaware.

Zhang Qiling was in front, Gongsun Qi was behind, and embarked on the road up.

......

Counting from the main hall, including the main hall, there are nine floors above.

In other words, Zhang Liao, Guo Huai and others went to the first layer below.

Zhang, Guo, and the four guards were all on alert, and judging from the previous situation, there was no danger waiting for them.

However!

What appeared in front of the eyes of the six people was a shocking scene.

People, all people.

Ordinary people.

There were old people, women and children, men and women.

Zhang Liao immediately realized that these people were the residents of the Exquisite Ancient City, or the clansmen of the Ghost Moon Clan.

Finding the Ghost Moon Clan was the goal of their trip.

A group of people dressed in bamboo armor walked out, led by an old woman.

Zhang Liao was about to open his mouth to speak, but he noticed that the eyes of this group of people were not good.

"Senior brother, their eyes?" Guo Huai cautiously prompted on the side.

Looking around, Zhang Liao was suddenly startled, and all the Ghost Moon Clan people looked at him with a hateful gaze.

If you want to talk about hatred, the Western Regions have experienced several conquests in the Central Plains, and both sides have killed and injured each other, although it is a long time ago, but this kind of prejudice between ethnic groups cannot be easily eradicated.

followed Gongsun Qi through the hundred tribes, and I have seen a lot of hateful eyes, but they are all different from this time.

It's like Zhang Liao and others just killed their relatives.

Suddenly, Zhang Liao and Guo Huai glanced at each other, and both of them had doubts in their eyes.

Since entering the Exquisite Ancient City, it is obvious that four people have died on his side, and the other party has lost some puppets and houses at most.

If you want to talk about hatred, it's bigger on your side, right?

Of course, Gongsun Qi and the others will not help these guards to avenge their revenge.

With doubts, Zhang Liao took out a token with the Western Regions Protectorate, and before he could show it, he heard the old woman shout:

"Kill!"

The entire Ghost Moon Clan on the basement floor responded in unison.

See you soon!

Countless puppets pounced.

Guo Huai roared, the double crocodile blades in his hands flew out, and his body spun sharply!

In an instant, it was as if countless crocodile beasts were quickly patrolling around several people, and all the puppet black shadows that approached were chewed by the crocodile beasts.

Even if a few could only pass through the block, Zhang Liao was still inside, and the blade of the sword was handed out from an incredible angle, directly cutting off the connection between the operator and the puppet.

Zhang Liao shouted: "We are the people of the Western Regions Protectorate. ”

"The Protector of the Western Regions?" the old woman's hoarse voice repeated with confusion, and then snorted softly:

"What are the people from the Western Regions Protectorate doing when they come to our Ghost Moon Clan?

Zhang Liao didn't care about the bitterness of the old woman's words, and threw out the token of the Western Regions Protector in his arms, and said loudly:

"There will be calamity among the hundred tribes, and I will wait for the first to deliver the message, and the second is to let the hundred tribes unite and tide over the difficulties together. ”

Glancing at the token, the old woman threw it to the ground casually and sneered:

"It's really like it, the Western Regions Protectorate has such kindness?"

Zhang Liao immediately shouted sincerely: "Wusun is going to attack the central part in a few days, and the hundred clans can only resist if they unite." ”

"Wusun?hahaha" The old woman obviously didn't believe it, and after letting out a burst of silver bell laughter that didn't match her age, she said coldly:

"Even if you are really from the Protectorate of the Western Regions, but you just want to unify my hundred clans, why do you bother to make up these words?"

Sighing lightly, Zhang Liao knew that the reputation of the Western Regions Protectorate had long been gone, and it was normal for others not to believe it.

Retreating, Zhang Liao said: "We are indeed the people of the Western Regions Protectorate, even if you don't believe it, you don't need to fight each other with swords, right?"

The old woman's face was full of anger, and she said hatefully:

"Still pretending, are you all blind and foolish to my Ghost Moon Clan?"

Guo Huai listened to the conversation between Zhang Liao and the old woman, held back the fire in his belly, and shouted loudly: "Lao Tzu is from the Kunlun faction, and he is not afraid of death!"

Not to mention the old woman, even the Ghost Moon Clan who was attacking was collectively shocked, and as soon as their hands stopped, the puppet attack stopped immediately.

Zhang Liao smiled bitterly, held up the Kunlun faction's waist card, and said loudly:

"The nineteenth generation inner disciple of the Kunlun Sect, Zhang Liao is here!"

The scene was quiet and a little scary.

The reputation of the Kunlun faction, through the trade routes, has already resounded throughout the Western Regions.

And, unlike the reputation of the Kunlun faction in the Central Plains.

In the Western Regions, Kunlun represents life and death!

It's not an exaggeration.

The Kunlun sect brought wealth, and even fundamentally solved the problem of the survival of certain small tribes.

But!

There are many shortcomings in people's hearts, and there are always people who will be greedy.

Once someone kills a Kunlun disciple, the next thing is to exterminate the clan, and the chickens and dogs will not be left.

Therefore, there are ten words in the Western Regions.

Those who follow Kunlun live, and those who oppose Kunlun die!

Countless kings have put in a lot of effort to achieve these ten words, but they have let the Kunlun faction do it unintentionally.

According to Xiang Tianxiao's words: These ten words are just good, you bring wealth to people, and people naturally support them.

"Are you really from the Kunlun faction?" the old woman said in a deep voice.

Guo Huai reacted quickly, knowing what the old woman was thinking, and immediately replied loudly:

"Three of us came, and one went up. ”

Hearing the answer, the old woman obviously had a relieved movement.

Guo Huai's answer told her: The person who died before was not a Kunlun disciple.

After a while, I heard the old woman ask in a deep voice:

"Didn't you go all the way with that guy with the surname Zhang?"