As soon as the words fell, I heard a scream, and there was a bloody hole in the man's chest, which ran through the front and back, and the blood gushed out of the hole, and the clothes on his chest were soaked in an instant.

Feng Yan now hid the magic needle in his sleeve, and used it more and more freely, and the expansion and contraction were in an instant, silent, so until he died, the man didn't know how he died, and his eyes were wide open, and he fell.

The night has not completely subsided, the vision is blurred, and there are more than ten people left, and no one can see how this person died, only to feel a flower in front of him, and the person died for no reason, as if he was asked for his life by a powerful ghost, without warning. Looking at the few people on horseback, they all looked calm and indifferent, as if they had never moved.

These dozen or so people are He Yusheng's henchmen, He Yusheng once told them that these people are no more than the cultivation of Jin Dou Yipin, and saw that they cowered in the hall all night, and they didn't dare to put a fart, so they looked down on them more and more, and they were not afraid in their hearts, and they didn't put them in their eyes at all. The monk who died was also a golden bucket three grades, and it was just a matter of being killed in an instant, and the most terrible thing was that they didn't even know how they died.

Everyone was shocked, hurriedly took a few steps back, drew his sword out of the sheath, pointed at Jiang Xiaobai and the others, his face was panicked, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Someone!

Originally, taking advantage of the fear in the other party's heart, Jiang Xiaobai and the others could have rushed out, but Jiang Xiaobai didn't move, letting them tear their throats and shout, which made them more and more afraid in their hearts, and their voices became smaller and quieter.

Now that the enemy is present, the people and horses of all the cities and pools below Zhijun are gathered on the mountain, and those who have a little identity live in the room, and if they have no identity, they camp everywhere around the top of the mountain, and the sky is almost dawn, so when they heard the enemy attack, they all ran out in a panic, and surrounded Jiang Xiaobai and several people on the left and right.

But looking around, apart from a corpse on the ground, how could there be any shadow of an enemy? One of the pool owners asked, "Where is the enemy attack?"

One of He Yusheng's henchmen pointed at Jiang Xiaobai with a sword, and said hurriedly: "It's them!" After speaking, he hid behind the others, for fear that if one was not careful, there would be an extra hole in his body.

Everyone thought it was strange, wasn't this person the chief county lord brought back by the county lord He? After the news spread overnight, everyone knew that the cultivation of this chief county lord was no more than a golden bucket, so no one took it seriously, how could these dozen or so people be scared like quails? These dozen or so people were all cultivators above the golden bucket level!

Everyone felt strange, and couldn't help but look at the corpse on the ground, I didn't know if I didn't see it, and I was startled when I saw it, that person was walking in front of the county, although his cultivation was not high, but after all, he was a golden bucket three products, how could he say that he was dead?

When 10 people look down on you, others will look down on you, but when 10 people are afraid of you, others will be afraid of you. Although the crowd was a little commotion, talking to each other, but no one came out, just now I felt a little despised by this chief county lord, but now I feel that this chief county lord is a little mysterious, especially under the escort of these swords, the chief county lord is like a towering mountain, sitting on horseback, calm, not frightened, not even looking at them, as if they are a group of ants around him, not to care, where is this the attitude that a golden bucket should have?

Jiang Xiaobai only looked around at this time, and said lightly: "Are you all here?"

There was silence below, as chilling as a cicada.

Jiang Xiaobai took out a big seal from the storage ring, held it in his hand with one hand, and said loudly: "This is the big seal of the imperial court, the lord of this county is the official of the imperial court, and he is ordered to guard the three counties.

This big hat of rebellion was buttoned down, and everyone was startled. They are just low-level soldiers, and the news they get is also cloudy, where can they see through the situation between the DPRK and China, and they don't know whether the heavenly road is rebelling or the underground road is rebelling, anyway, they don't dare to let them rebel.

At the beginning, although they also looked down on the chief county lord, but after all, He Yusheng was on top, but it had nothing to do with them, anyway, everyone had the same attitude, the law did not blame the public, and now He Yusheng was not there, no one dared to offend the chief county lord on the charge of rebellion, after all, the big seal in the hands of the people was genuine, and if one was not careful, he would rob the family and destroy the clan.

Some of the cowards hurriedly put away their swords and returned them to their sheaths, and when the others saw them, they cursed in their hearts: cowards. After scolding, he also followed the sword back to the sheath, for fear that it would be too late for the chief county lord to notice, and there was a sound of a sharp blade entering the sheath in all directions, and after a while, the cold light blade disappeared, leaving only a dozen henchmen who were still holding the sword, but the panic on his face was deeper, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and he felt that he was in a dilemma, and he didn't dare to attack, and he didn't retreat, and there was nowhere to retreat.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't look at them squarely, but asked loudly, "Is there a Golden Bucket Seven Rank cultivation here?"

The crowd was a little puzzled, looking at each other, but no one spoke.

Jiang Xiaobai said again: "Can there be a Golden Bucket Six Grades of cultivation?"

Renjun looked at each other again, and then a burly man walked out, hugged his fists and said: "Qiqi Chief County Lord, Xiaguan Jin Dou Liupin!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "What's your name?

The big man said: "Xiaguan Fan Shutian, the current city lord of Xianggao City. ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Why is the cultivation of the six grades of the Golden Bucket relegated to the position of the city lord?"

Fan Shutian's face was a little ugly, and he held back for a long time before he said, "Because Lord He doesn't like me." ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "Okay, I like you who make people look unpleasant." You are no longer the city lord now, I will appoint you as the county lord of Zhi County as the chief county lord, and you will take office immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The joy came too suddenly, Fan Shutian couldn't accept it, he thought that under He Yusheng's suppression, he would never have a bright future in his life, and his life was even in danger, but he didn't expect that he could be on an equal footing with He Yusheng in an instant, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "What's the matter?"

Fan Shutian hurriedly said: "I'm willing! It's just that what if Lord He comes back?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "He Yusheng disobeys his orders, plots to rebel, and if he punishes the Nine Clans, even if he comes back, it will be a dead end! Now that you are the county lord of Zhijun, here is your final say? What? Are you afraid?"

Fan Shutian thought of the grievances he had suffered over the years, his face suddenly became resolute, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid! I have the ability to manage Zhijun well!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, looked around at everyone again, and said loudly: "Everyone, listen, now Fan Shutian is the county lord of Zhi County, not He Yusheng." If you are not convinced, stand up now!"

The crowd was silent again.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Since no one is unconvinced, now the entire Zhijun is only Fan Shu Tianma, and those who disobey the order will be punished for rebellion and punish the nine clans!"

The three words "Zhu Jiu Clan" are too terrifying, like a sharp sword hanging above everyone's head, making everyone look awe-inspired, anyway, someone is in charge of them, who they listen to is not listening? Why do you need to violate this taboo? Not to mention that Fan Shutian's cultivation is also the highest among all people, and no one has the ability to fight against it, although many people are still loyal to He Yusheng in their hearts, but now He Yusheng can't even see the ghost, what is the difference between being loyal to the air? It is better to be realistic.

He Yusheng's dozen henchmen saw that the number one master on the scene was already loyal to the chief county lord, not to mention the others? They felt their hearts pounding, sweating profusely, they looked at each other, and their hearts were instantly connected, and they hurriedly abandoned their swords together, knelt on the ground, and bowed their heads and said: "The chief county lord spares his life! We are all involuntarily and coerced by He Yusheng, so we have to monitor the chief county lord, but we have no malicious intentions, and we hope that the chief county lord will spare our lives!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "The reason why I didn't embarrass you and let you live until now is to give you a chance to reform yourself, fortunately, you know that you are lost, and you will stop the precipice in time. ”

The dozen or so people hurriedly kowtowed like garlic, and said in unison: "Thank you for the grace of the chief county lord not to kill!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "If next time, I will not be spared!"

The dozen or so people hurriedly said: "There is absolutely no next time." ”

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Panshu Tiandao again: "Lord Fan, Zhijun will be handed over to you, if I come back, Zhijun is still a plate of loose sand, I will ask you!"

Fan Shutian hugged his fists and said: "Don't worry, the chief county lord, I don't know where the chief county lord goes?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "The people of the three counties are transferred out of the Guannei, I will go to the Tiger Prison Pass to pick them up, I am afraid that someone will plot to rebel, which will be unfavorable to these three counties!"

The reason why he told the truth was to reassure him, and to deter everyone, so as not to think that he had run away.

Fan Shutian really has such worries, in case this chief county lord is majestic on the surface, but he is afraid of running away in his heart, then he, the county lord, will become an ornament, if He Yusheng comes back, the game will be over. He also heard that the Guannei was going to transfer people out, and when he heard Jiang Xiaobai say this, his heart was steady, and he hurriedly said: "Although the chief county lord can rest assured to pick up people, I will definitely be in order here!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, then asked the direction of Minghu Prison Pass, and went down the mountain.

A few people galloped all the way, the sun gradually rose, because the counterinsurgency was delayed after all, when a few people rushed to the Tiger Prison Pass, the gate had been opened, but they did not see the shadow of the people of the three counties.

Jiang Xiaobai's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked the soldiers guarding the pass, and the soldiers told them that the people of the three counties had already left the pass, and it seemed that they had gone to the direction of Lijun.

Jiang Xiaobai's heart rose with a nameless fire, gritted his teeth and said, "Chase!"