White Crow City is located in the north of Huocheng, and Yan Yanbo brought people to the outside of the city before dawn, and at this moment, he also led Su Jing and his party to the east of the city.

At today's event, Su Jing specially invited the fine ghost to come out of the mountain and carry a small sedan chair for him.

Behind the sedan chair is the big iceberg, Xia Erlang can't go back to the city in the middle of the competition, this piece of ice is useless for today's fight, but Xia Lishan treats it as a treasure, and he has to keep the ice mound in his sight all the time, and he must bring his peers. As for the seven hundred Xia Erlang, he has not appeared, and he is still in the White Crow City.

Yan Yanbo's people led the way in front of the horse, and a small sedan chair followed by a big iceberg, which was the pomp of the white crow candy man. In addition, many civilians also went out of the city early to accompany Su Jing because of their bets on Xia Erlang, and they didn't know if they won or lost before they entered the battle, but the people in the Xia region suffered from the scorching heat, and they followed a big ice mound to enjoy the slightest coolness, and it was not a happy life.

Bypassing half of the Fire City and coming to the ring in the east of the city, Su Jing looked around in the sedan chair for a while, and then smiled: "Good guy!"

Other rings are built high, but here the fight is the opposite, the huge pit is deeply excavated, the bottom of the pit is a full 300 zhang from the ground, neatly paved with huge stones and then paved with fine sand loess, a radius of 20 miles away.

The pit wall is open and oblique Xiangshang, and there is a ladder seat for people to sit and watch the battle. The driver respects the south, and the south side of the pit wall is built layer by layer to view the battle platform is more exquisite, and the high eaves of the red silk inlaid with iron stone are like arches to shade and enjoy the coolness.

The arena is not built specifically for today's snow field fighting, and the driver has the custom of watching gladiatorial fights as a play, and the killing of death row prisoners and prisoners fighting each other has a long history.

In the pit were huge boxes the size of a house, covered in a thick black cloth. I don't know what's inside

Seventeen teams and an iceberg arrived, and they did not enter the arena first, but waited quietly not far away.

Seeing that the elite soldiers of other snowfields were all neatly arrayed, Yan Yanbo was a little uneasy, and asked Su Jing in the sedan chair: "Your Xia Erlang"

"Although the children are corpses, they also have joys and sorrows, and they are all ready to kill, but later I heard that I am quite dissatisfied with this fight, and I promise to sleep a little more every day for the sake of the army, and I am still asleep. ”

Yan Yanbo was startled, but before he could say anything, Su Jing continued: "Don't worry, my lord, I will wake up in a moment." It took three minutes before entering the fight. It's completely too late, and now no one is urging us to be not. ”

Indeed, there were no officials who paid attention to the Snow Plains, and they were all busy with their duties. Or guide the people from all directions to take their seats. Or make zuihou arrangements for Nantai to welcome the arrival of the nobles.

The wait is not long. Suddenly there was a fierce cry from the south, like a dragon's roar but not as clear as the dragon's roar, like an eagle's whistling but a thousand times louder than the eagle's roar. Immediately, I saw a giant insect with the appearance of a two-winged centipede on its back rushing from the south, and with the eyes of the cultivators, the body of the strange insect was afraid that it would be ten miles away.

The monster hurried to the vicinity, the huge body shook suddenly, and it shattered, and a section of the body then transformed into a seven-zhang ghost-faced dragonfly green armor six-eared elite soldier, scattered around to patrol, the huge dragonfly had flags fluttering, and there was no text but a plate of thorns. Why do you need words, who doesn't know when you see this banner, it is the personal guard of the prince of the dynasty and the royal brother of the Son of Heaven Wangjing.

One of the most famous brave military horses in the realm, the Yin Fly Guard.

Six thousand Yin Fly Guards, patrolling the eight directions in the tea kung fu, arrived at this army of soldiers and horses, Su Jing finally saw the scenery that Lang Qi said back then, 'Where my people go, all living beings and all souls bow their heads and are silent', from the flowers and trees to the snakes, insects and mice on the way, all their heads are lowered, curled up in place and shivering!

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, the leading general shouted, and the killer patted the dragonfly's head, and it landed.

After landing on the ground, black smoke rose around the dragonfly, and in a moment the black smoke dissipated and the murderous thing disappeared, and a pair of small transparent wings appeared on the breastplate of the Yin Dragonfly Guard, like a corsage, which was not eye-catching but beautiful. Immediately, the six thousand green armor all gave a half-salute to the east, a ridiculous salute, but because of the majestic display of the soldiers and horses, there was a murderous aura, and the voice of the Yin Fly Guard shouted like the sound of gold and iron: "Welcome to my king!"

'Unsuccessful' went back to Beijing, and changed to the king of Wangjing.

Su Jing was light and light, took a breath of cool air, his face was slightly shocked, but he was even more happy!

"The hands don't itch, the sword itches. Su Jing said with a smile.

'Small can't bear to mess up the big scheme' or 'eating meat in your mouth', the same problem has come again, the cultivation has arrived, the combat power is enough, and the more important thing is that after holding the immortal weapon of the lore party, I really feel that there is scenery everywhere.

When the two were whispering, the black and green clouds in the southern sky were rolling, and the sharp singing and shouting of neither men nor women spread all over the world: "Go up and control, look forward to King Jing's arrival!

As soon as the shouting fell, another loud voice sounded in the cloud driver, daxiao: "Officials don't need to greet the car, the people don't need to salute, this king came today and didn't have a business trip, just to watch a good fight, and there is no difference between him and the common people, no need to salute, no salute." ”

The prince's laughter was kind and generous, but Su Jing looked at him with a smile: This prince is very smart.

With the identity of King Wangjing, tens of millions of people here have to lie on the ground, but Su Jing definitely does not get out of the sedan chair, outsiders don't know, the prince must know the identity of this person's 'guru', and now he can't break it, when the time comes, will he pretend not to see or come to reprimand? Rather than adding trouble, it is better to avoid everyone's courtesy, and also to have a good reputation as approachable.

The prince's laughter fell, and the courtiers screamed again: "The king's order is like a mountain, and you are not allowed to bow today, and those who violate the order will be punished for their crimes!"

There is nothing to say, everyone is standing in place with their heads down, and no one has to lie on the ground for the prince at the risk of 'being punished for the crime'.

Soon the cloud driver landed, the Yin Fly Guard first guarded the Quartet, and after the cloud driver dispersed, the six thousand soldiers changed the formation after the Wang Driver signaled, and retreated to the side, the Yin Fly Guard is the royal forbidden army, but it is not the personal guard of the prince.

King Wangjing is medium-sized, not stronger than ordinary sugar people, and is considered thin and weak in the six-eared killing macaque clan, with no wrinkles on his face but his temples slightly dyed frost white, showing the temperament of some middle-aged people, and a purple gold collar under his neck.

Therefore, the official duty is not to Wangjing King did not wear a royal robe, a green shirt is woven from unknown materials, as thin as a green onion, when the majestic wind blows, the clothes do not sway, but from the silk surface set off layers of ripples, the wind, light, ripples, only the clothes do not move, just look at his robe, the delicacy is not inferior to Su Jing's white fur.

King Wangjing's personal entourage is not much, only more than ten people, which is far worse than his son's pomp, but his followers are all eye-catching.

Left and right accompanied by Wang Jia, two half-body six-eared, crane goosebumps, thin and crippled, as if they had been beheaded by the waist in general, there is nothing under the waist, but these two people do not take a sedan chair and do not need to be supported by others, each cast a spell, a shallow green wind to float up the body, I don't know why I want to put the wind on the ground, is that the top of the two heads is not as good as the waist of ordinary people.

Even if Su Jing has only arrived in the realm for a short time, he has heard of the prestige of the two of them several times, and the world is full of shuangsuo, especially Yan Yanbo also specifically mentioned that the two half-body killers are the master of the prince Yi Yingchun.

Behind the king's chariot, a light gray mist squirmed slowly, and it was vaguely visible that there were seven people walking inside, and it was only with the power of the golden crow's eyes that he could see that the seven people were all fierce fangs with ghost faces, and they were dressed very strangely, black and white mixed with fluffy, at first glance they looked more like the mane of a beast, and only when they looked closely did they realize that they were rough clothes, draped over the body like sacks;

When you don't look at it, you can't think of it, and when you see it, you will be on the right number, Su Jing has seen it from the records of White Crow City, and there is a strange inheritance similar to penance among the people, called ghost hair. Their ghost faces are not innate, but they are selected and deducted by the ghost faces with the blessings of the secret method as soon as they are born, and as they grow up, their ordinary faces gradually turn into grimaces, and the mystical methods contained in the masks will also be injected into their bodies to help them practice. Needless to say, self-suffering comes from the scars on their bodies, and killing people requires seven hairs for each person they kill, believing that this will allow the power of the dead to be injected into their bodies.

From this, the origin of the strange clothes on the seven men in the mist could not be clearer: the people who died at their hands, each with seven hairs, were now able to weave sackcloth.

After the mist ghost hair, there are nine women with red makeup, they are not killing macaques, the back of the red dress is slit to expose the dorsal fin, all of them are ancients, I have to say that the ancients were close to the water with moist skin, most of the women in the clan looked good, and the glamorous women who accompanied the king were even more captivating.

They won't be ordinary concubines, but their skills can't even be seen by Xiao Xiangliu.

With his entourage, King Wangjing stepped forward slowly, first greeted the magnates and local officials who came earlier, and then came to the place where many elite soldiers in the snowfield were arrayed, browsing down one by one, occasionally stopping to ask a few words to the leading officials or miscellaneous leaders, laughing and chatting for a while, really loving the people like a prince and a prince.

Walking and walking, the prince came to the front of the White Crow City, looked at Su Jing in the sedan chair, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he asked Su Jing in a secret voice first: "Xia Lishan, are you a human or a ghost." ”

In the secret words, King Wangjing's tone was cold.

Su Jing smiled and said: "What did the prince say?" The four words, the voice was flat and indifferent, the words were 'what the prince said', but the meaning in the heart was obvious: whether it is a person or a ghost, you don't count what you said.

After a pause, Su Jing asked a strange sentence again: "When you eat it, it is meat in your mouth, what does the prince think of this sentence?"

Su Jing also responded to King Wangjing with a secret language, but his secret words were not concealed from Xiang Liu, so Lord Tang Guo, who was always so cold, couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

This sentence has a premise and a postscript, Su Jing was stunned and put forward such a sentence, even the immortal Buddha couldn't guess what it meant, and King Wangjing couldn't help but be stunned.

However, seeing the sugar man Tang Guo gimmick, King Wangjing at least knew that what Su Jing said was not a good thing. (To be continued......)