Fist-sized raindrops covered the entire Chiyou Mountain City, a layer of hazy water vapor covered all things, everything in the sky and the earth was blurry, only the clear sound of raindrops clapping from all directions kept coming, and people's ears could no longer hear any other sound except the sound of 'popping'. \。 0m\\ When the twilight falls, the mountain city seems to be detained in a pitch-black water tank, with water everywhere, black water vapor everywhere, and the sound of 'whooshing' water everywhere, making people drowsy.

A group of more than 100 domesticated pigs lined up in a neat line, curled their tails, and walked in front of the small building where Xia Jie and they stayed. Two tame toothed wolves stood on either side of the pig team, one on the left and one on the right, and from time to time they clicked their tongues, and there was a bit of an urge to take advantage of the opportunity when no one could see it, and choose an unlucky pig from the team to eat it.

More than a dozen ghostly and sneaky black shadows flew in and out of the banana forest, and the large flocks of poultry let out miserable screams, and were driven out of the banana forest by these black shadows, flapping their wet wings, and running back towards the nest in memory with energy. The black and oppressive fowl rushed quickly from the street, and the frightened group of pigs and two toothed wolves quickly shrank under the eaves on both sides of the street. A fat boar pounced on a fowl in a huff, but was slapped on the head by a domesticated saber-toothed tiger behind the poultry brigade, so frightened that he hurried back to his team, carefully hiding behind the two toothed wolves.

Pan Geng's family reunion in the day ended unhappily, and the drunk Pan Geng angrily pointed at his sons and scolded them, starting from their mother's greeting to their grandmother, and then they were carried back to their dormitory by more than a dozen guards. In a rage, he went to the elders of his mother clan to discuss matters, and placed Xia Jie and them in this small building specially used to entertain VIPs, saying that it was good for them to do whatever they wanted.

Xingtian Gale took the delicate barbarian girl to his room to daydream, but Xia Jie was arranged in Han Xin's room by the courteous storm, where did he dare to lie on the head of the bed in front of Han Xin? He could only squat pitifully under the windowsill, staring blankly at Han Xin there to re-refine the witch that might be used. At the banquet, Han Xin used the most powerful and traceless witch on his hand cleanly, and now he took advantage of the enough raw materials at hand to refine a batch again.

A mouthful of earthen urn large enough to hold two hundred catties of old wine was filled with clear water, and now the water had turned into a viscous paste-like liquid, and a few steaming blisters were stirred up from time to time. The cloak walked around the urn suspended in the air, and all kinds of strange raw materials rained into the paste. Occasionally, a ray of electric light flashed outside the window, shining on Han Xin's snow-white and blue face, coupled with the gloomy atmosphere brought by this earthen urn, Han Xin was very much a cannibal witch.

Poor Bai was lying on the ground obliquely, holding a green ghost fire in his hand, constantly turning his palm, so that this ghost fire evenly warmed the pasty liquid in the entire earthen urn. From time to time, with a command, Bai inhaled deeply, and then blew out a breath of true qi, causing the ghost fire to swell immediately, and a strange air flow that was cold and biting but at the same time roasted people hot immediately enveloped the entire room, making Xia Jie, who was squatting on the side, uncomfortable for a while.

One desperately turned ***, one desperately blew, and one stupidly squatted next to him desperately watching the excitement, more than two hours passed, as the green liquid gradually turned dark green and finally turned black, Han Xin snorted, and thousands of witch prints in a row entered the earthen urn, and the earthen urn exploded into smithereens with a 'snap', and about half a tael of pitch-black powder floated out of the earthen urn and was collected into a black jade bottle by her.

"Make do with it, there is no good Dan furnace, there is no good Yin Yin, there is no powerful witch who uses his own essence to melt into it, but this witch can only make do with it. Han Xin was very dissatisfied, and picked up a small amount of powdered herbs with his little fingernails and wiped them into his mouth and tasted them, and was very dissatisfied with the strength of the mushrooms that were rushed out in a hurry: "Xia Jie, you said that Pan Geng learned our identity? Otherwise, how could he drink the two urns of wine that were enough to poison the entire Chiyou Mountain City?"

On the ground, Bai dragged the green ghost fire and let out a long breath, his long red tongue hung weakly outside his mouth, and he looked at Han Xin pitifully, and his legs moved slightly, and he cautiously came to Xia Jie's side. He was afraid that Han Xin would catch him doing such a drudgery again, so he could only turn to Xia Jie's shelter.

Xia Jie yawned, looked at the only bed in the room helplessly, touched his nose, and muttered vaguely: "I'm a decent man." He was afraid that Han Xin would hear his unclear muttering, so he quickly amplified his voice and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "It's strange for me to say, after eating such a large dose of witch leaves, he didn't bleed to death on the spot, which is indeed extremely strange." Could it be that the witch doctor of the barbarian country in southern Xinjiang can dissolve your witch curse?"

Han Xin's body was vertical, and when he arrived in front of Xia Jie, he sat down cross-legged, grabbed the green ghost fire dragged on his white hand and rubbed it away with both hands, then he nodded and said very confidently: "The witch doctor of the Southern Barbarian Country, there is absolutely no one who can compare with the green partridge in the cultivation of the witch, let alone compare with me." My promise to Storm was that Luo Yi would die half a month later for his father and brother, and naturally he would not have a seizure on the spot. ”

The two little hands probed, grabbed Bai violently, put his head on his hand and rubbed it wildly, making Bai helplessly put on dozens of grimaces, and then tilted his head to look at Xia Jie and asked: "Therefore, he shouldn't have thought that I was drunk in that wine?"

Xia Jie frowned and was about to speak, but heard hurried footsteps outside. Hearing the sound, the man was not wearing boots, but stepped barefoot on the stone slab, Xia Jie immediately jumped up, stood by the window and looked outside. In the nearby pavilions, only the dim *** floated out, moistened into a hazy and damp light, making the raindrops falling on the sky as bright as mercury. The fist-sized raindrops hit the tall man who strode into Xia Jie's courtyard, reflecting a little bit of ***, making the man seem to be wearing a layer of silver armor, but his face was only vaguely visible.

As if sensing Xia Jie's gaze, the man raised his head and glared at Xia Jie, and very carefully lowered his voice and shouted: "But Brother Chihu? Our king asked me to invite you to the dinner." "This man has a strong body, and his voice is as loud as thunder, and although he is very careful to keep his voice down, it still makes the whole courtyard 'buzz'.

The door downstairs of Xia Jie opened immediately, and the voice of the red starling came out: "Wu Na man, your king doesn't know the etiquette, it's almost midnight, why do you invite people to the banquet?

The sound of the window being opened came again, and the cold voice of Xingtian Xuanxuan Leech sounded: "Red Starling, you shut up for me." Hey, brother, why did your king invite the leader of our caravan to a banquet at this time? ”

The loud man saw that the guests living in the courtyard were all woken up by himself, and he immediately did not aggrieved himself, and immediately let go of his voice: "Ha, our king is interested, sometimes we have to hold three banquets in one night, but what is the surprise? As for only inviting the Chihu brothers to the banquet, but only the Chihu brothers did not take the mother-in-law we arranged to bed, where do you still have the time to follow me to the king's palace?" The autumn wind is cold, and the brothers are still playing with their mother-in-law in bed just now, but don't suffer from the cold and get seriously ill, just close the windows and doors and continue to work. ”

Xia Jie's face was embarrassed, and they were holding back hard all the way, but Pan Geng asked someone to arrange for each of them to be slept by two barbarian girls, where were these perverts who liked to go in and out of the land of fireworks in Anyi were willing to let go of this opportunity to hunt wild food? But now the man who was sent by Pan Geng to treat him said it in one mouthful, but it was a little embarrassing.

Han Xin also held back the anger in his heart, and Pan Geng drank two urns of wine that were enough to poison the entire Chiyou Mountain City in one go, which was not too big or too small for Yan Xin. Poison is not precious, but the witch that can hide from the great witch of the Southern Barbarian Country is very precious. Pan Geng drank casually, but asked Han Xin to hurry up to refine witches, when had she ever eaten this kind of secret loss? Now that she heard that Pan Geng sent someone to invite them to the banquet, Han Xin had other plans in her heart.

"Chihu, just the two of us will go to the banquet. If the host invites, if we don't attend, it is too rude. "There was a cyan ghost fire flashing in his eyes, and he was thinking about poisoning the banquet again, and he had to give all the princes and witches except Pan Geng to this grievance.

The voice of Xingtian Gale came: "Just the two of you, I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"

Han Xin snorted coldly: "What's wrong? You guys are here to take a good look at the goods." If there is any loss of the grass you have gained, you should be careful. After speaking, without waiting for the strong wind of Xingtian to speak again, Han Xin had already pulled Xia Jie, carried the white top melon skin and floated downstairs, put on the big hat brought by the big man, put on the poncho made of animal skin, and walked towards the cliff palace of Pangeng. Xingtian Gale was reluctant to let go of the delicate beautiful girl on her bed, and knew that there would be no danger at all in Xia Jie, but she was too lazy to accompany her, and would rather immerse herself in the gentle countryside.

The rain was terrifying, but the big man who led the way was silent all the way, but those who passed along the way and dared to stop in front of him, whether it was the young man who sneaked to meet his lover or those sneaky beasts that haunted the streets, they were all kicked away by him. Those beast trainers seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of treatment, and they hurried away without saying a word with their tails between their legs, but those young people who suffered from unwarranted disasters only screamed a few times in pain, and suddenly saw the big man's face clearly, but they ran away faster than those beast trainers.

Xia Jie looked at it interestingly, and couldn't help but ask this big man who didn't bring any rain gear at all and let the heavy rain wash his body: "I don't know what you call it, brother?"

The big man's voice was like thunder: "Ha, I am Jin Gang, the deputy commander of the king's guards. Fuck, what are you doing?" a young man hung there at the edge of the second-floor window of a wooden building on the side of the street, whispering to a young girl in the window, Jin Gang bent down, dug up a piece of bluestone with his iron palm, and smashed it at the young man. The stone struck the young man in the buttocks, causing the young man to howl miserably, and as soon as his hands were loosened, he fell off the edge of the window, and fled with his ass in his arms.

", don't let Lao Tzu see you next time, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely interrupt you JB and make you never touch a woman in your life. Jin Gang's foul language was a big scolding, and the scolding made the nearby houses all light up one after another. "The Torch Festival has just passed, and if you want to be matched, you will have to wait for next year?, Abba of all the houses, keep an eye on your daughters, and don't be killed by the wild dog day in the fence before you have grown a full mile. ”

Jin Gang 'quack' laughed wildly, glanced back at Xia Jie, but saw that Han Xin's whole face was distorted, and he couldn't help scratching his head a little in disdain, and said with a dry smile: "Brother Chihu, your mother-in-law is from Daxia? Hehe, this group of rabbit cubs, if they don't be taught a good lesson, those women who are not qualified enough to participate in the torch festival will be made belly bigger by them, and next year, how can they get married? ”

Xia Jie felt a trace of extremely cold murderous aura oozing from Yan Xin's body, he was startled, and hurriedly smiled: "Brother Jin Gang is right, this kind of thing really has to be taken care of." This, the rules of Great Xia are different from those in our south, this, some words, haha. He could only keep playing haha, hoping that this Jin Gang was a little bit brainy, and he would never say anything that provoked him. As for the meat words that Jin Gang yelled at just now, if it was the previous one, he would have been blown into powder with one punch.

"Hey, hey. Jin Gang laughed a few times, hurriedly quickened his pace, and led the two of them towards Pangeng's palace. Along the way, you can see a team of strong men with their upper bodies in the rain and wind holding various weapons, walking back and forth in a messy formation, and making a noise of giggling and laughing from time to time. These barbarian men, compared with the soldiers of Great Xia, are at least far behind in discipline.

Xia Jie looked at these rough men and frowned for a while, he was afraid that these men would see Han Xin's appearance, and say something untaboo, if they angered Han Xin, God knows what would happen? But fortunately, it seems that Jin Gang has a very high prestige among these men, Jin Gang drove them to the nearby wooden building like a duck to hide from the rain, and took Xia Jie and the two of them all the way through three or five checkpoints, and drove straight into the cliff palace of Pangeng.

The palace was dark all the way, but the guards on the road were also very lazy, leaning on the wall of the corridor and yawning. Jin Gang refused to let go of these lazy guys, and when he saw someone who was not in good spirits along the way, he immediately slapped him. The sound of 'pop papa' resounded throughout the corridor, and Xia Jie and the others were surrounded by hundreds of energetic guards who straightened their waists and walked around, each with a raised palm print on their faces, but it could also be described as spectacular.

Han Xin followed behind Xia Jie while looking at these barbarian guards with mocking eyes. And the corner of her eye was like a blade sweeping through the black corridor, and the various runes and strange symbols carved in those corners. Her fingers were trembling slightly with the changes in the runes and symbols, and there was a faint fluctuation of magical power.

Jin Gang's footsteps were very loud, and the sound of his speech was even louder, he took Xia Jie and Han Xin to a large black arch, and howled at the twelve strong men covered with patterns at the door: "Hey, brothers, the king has a dinner party today, why didn't he invite other people?" He didn't wait for those strong men to answer, he turned around to himself, and laughed at Xia Jie: "Brother Chihu, you see, it's still the guests of your caravan from Great Xia." On weekdays, even if it is a large caravan from other places, the king will only invite them to drink a drink during the day, but this dinner party will definitely not invite them. ”

Xia Jie saw that the twelve strong men pushed open the iron door more than two feet thick with great difficulty, and subconsciously asked: "Brother Jingang, you king, how many meals do you have a day?"

Jin Gang scratched his head, and there was a hesitation on his rough face. After a long while, he straightened his fingers and muttered in a low voice: "Well, there are at least five meals of wine and meat in the daytime? plus two or three meals of supper in the evening, if you are not in a particularly good mood, there will never be more than ten meals." Generally speaking, after being trained by the great witch of the witch hall a few years ago, the king has been paying attention to dieting in the past two years. ”

Xia Jie didn't say anything with a dull face, and strode into the iron gate. Han Xin glanced at Jin Gang with a strange face, shook his head, picked up the wet white hair all over his body with one hand, and walked in. Only Jin Gang stood behind and shook his head and said: "Speaking of which, the king has lost a lot of weight in the past two years, and the words of the Great Wu Gong are still very useful." ”

This is a palace room that is not very large and very simple, the room with a length and width of five zhang is not more than a zhang high, and Xia Jie feels that his head is about to touch the ceiling. There were only a few simple straw mats and a large wooden table. Pan Geng, who was like Roshan, happily waved his two pig thighs and greeted Xia Jie again and again: "Hahaha, Brother Chihu, are you here? Come on, come on, I was so angry with my sons that I almost fainted during the day, and I didn't entertain you well, now, it's just time for us to make up for this meal." ”

opened his big mouth, and tore off at least a pound of meat from the pig's leg and swallowed it into his stomach, Pan Geng said with a smile: "There are no outsiders here, even those witches, I didn't invite them over." Here I am, and you and your woman. Well, sit down, sit down, there's wine and meat on the table, and there's something to discuss with you. ”

Xia Jie bowed slightly to Pan Geng, sat opposite Pan Geng without humility or arrogance, shook off his cheeks and grabbed the large pile of barbecue meat on the wooden plate. With Xia Jie's head, what is he afraid of eating meat and drinking wine? He is even more afraid of Pan Geng making trouble in wine and meat, with Li Wuxin, what witch can poison Xia Jie?

'Boom', Bai had already jumped on the table, but he was not polite, Shi Shiran grabbed the piece of meat and gnawed it. He was afraid that Xia Jie, Pan Geng and himself would snatch the meat, and while gnawing on the meat pieces, he also sprayed a lot of saliva on the other two plates of meat pieces, it is estimated that normal people will not be interested in tasting Pixiu's saliva?

Han Xin didn't sit down, she looked at the meat on the table with a little disgust, and quietly stood less than three feet behind Xia Jie, watching Xia Jie's silent eating and drinking with an appreciative look. But Pan Geng, who was also overeating, occasionally fell on him with his gaze, and he also became extremely disgusted and cold.

'Huh... ~', Pan Geng burped very comfortably, at this time he had at least swallowed dozens of catties of wine and meat, and then he was satisfied and wiped his coat with his greasy hand. Patting his belly and making a sound like a drum, Pan Geng waved his hand at the guards at the door, so the guards slowly pulled up the iron door again. With a muffled sound of 'boom', the iron gate was fastened by the guards outside, Xia Jie noticed that there were countless talismans carved behind the iron gate, and the light of even more magical power flashed, obviously the entire iron gate was an extremely indestructible witch weapon.

"Hehehehehe. Pan Geng laughed softly a few times, he looked at Han Xin, then at Bai who was squatting on the table and was not more than a foot away from him, and then at Xia Jie, who was three zhang away from him across the wooden table, and suddenly said: "This king cultivates the witchcraft of yin ghosts into the body, ordinary people have three souls and six spirits, among which if one soul and one soul are lost, it will be difficult to survive." And this king has six more souls and twelve spirits than ordinary people, even if a physical body dies, but it is also unhindered, as long as the soul is drawn into the body, this king can still come back to life. ”

Xia Jie stopped eating and drinking, slowly wiped the greasy on his hands with a linen cloth, looked at Pan Geng lightly and asked, "What does the king mean by this?"

Pan Geng spread out his hands, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "What this king means is that if Lord Xia Jie is willing to give this king the solution of the witch in the wine, this king will not have to die once." ”

The yellow light flashed in Xia Jie's eyes, he was not ready to make a move, but Han Xin snorted, and the wooden table in front of them suddenly turned green, and countless young shoots and vines grew on it, like the wrists and feet of an octopus. If you look at it with your mind, you can also see that there are tiny cyan talismans hidden on every bud and vine, but these vines are a hundred times stronger than steel bars, and they force Pan Geng's body out of the sound of 'squeaking and rattling'.

Pan Geng's face turned pale, and more than a dozen black smoke suddenly rushed out of the seven orifices to escape, but the green light on those vines was sheng, and he forced those black qi into his body again. Pan Geng's originally ruddy face immediately became extremely pale, and he looked at Han Xin in panic, his lips trembling but he couldn't speak.

Han Xin looked at Pan Geng coldly, and said in a low voice: "Is there a cultivation method for yin ghosts to enter the body? I have seen a lot since I was a child, and people who are a hundred times more powerful than you have been taught by me, let alone you?"

Pan Geng's eyes rolled wildly, and there was a 'hum' sound in his nose.

Xia Jie made a look, Bai immediately jumped up, and his body suddenly swelled to a height of a few feet, Bai gently licked Pan Geng's face with his long salivating tongue, and ten sharp claws had already popped out, slowly slashing around Pan Geng's neck. In order to prove the lethality of his claws, Bai gently slashed across the floor beside him with his left hand, and the pitch-black volcanic lava mixed with the floor forged from various colors of metal immediately appeared five deep marks.

"Okay, now, my lord, can you tell me, how did you know my name?" Xia Jie stood up, leaned towards Pan Geng, pressed his two hands on the wooden table, and stared at King Xia with great authority. The magic power in his body flowed, and the muscles in his body swelled up one by one, as if the boulders were colliding with each other, making a 'bang' sound. There was a crisp sound, and just Xia Jie's momentum had already shattered the big wooden table he was pressing.

Pan Geng's eyes rolled wildly, and Han Xin said coldly: "He won't tell you, he has nine souls and eighteen spirits, and this body is only half of it." However, if he cut off half of his soul, he could also destroy most of his magic power cultivation, and his king would not have to do it anymore. ”

Taking a long breath, Han Xin said a little excitedly, "Let's not waste time." I use the secret method I learned in the Witch Palace, I can destroy all his soul here, even if he hides the other half of his soul in the sky, I also have a magic weapon here that can completely disperse his soul. Kill the barbarian king, kill all his courtiers and sons overnight, and let the storm ascend to the throne, and the matter can be done. ”

Xia Jie was in a cold sweat when he heard this, and he was about to speak, but Pan Geng laughed hehehe: "Sure enough, it was the storm that wanted to kill me, just like when I killed my father and almost all my brothers." But I really don't understand, why did you generals of Great Xia come to my Chiyou City to help Storm fight for the throne? Also, you killed me and my other sons, but how did you get the Witch Palace to recognize Storm and let him ascend to the throne? Do you really think that our southern barbarians are so stupid that they can't even see this little trick?"

Han Xin frowned: "Where is there such trouble? Wouldn't it be convenient to kill all the people who are suspicious?" A green light was already emitted from her hand, and a pitch-black bone knife loomed in the green light, and she was about to shoot Pan Geng's head.

Xia Jie hurriedly grabbed Han Xin's hand, frowned, and said, "Wait." Pan Geng, I won't hide it from you, it is indeed your son Storm who took the initiative to ask us to kill you, if you hadn't drunk those two urns of wine during the day, all your courtiers and sons would have been poisoned with voodoo, and they would have fallen ill and died one after another in half a month, and Storm could take over the throne. It's just that how did you know the name I used in Great Xia, and how could you invite us to a banquet in the middle of the night?"

Xia Jie glanced at the empty room that didn't seem to have any secret doors, and a smile appeared on his face: "As a king, you are really stupid enough to invite two people from enemy countries to a banquet in the middle of the night?

"Won't we barbarians play tricks? Then what is the reason why you asked this woman to poison the wine?" Shaking his head, Pan Geng sighed: "Storm, as expected, has grown up, but he is a little more ruthless than his brothers, but a little stupid." ”

sighed several times, and Pan Geng muttered: "I dared to kill my brothers who took the throne with me, but when I was ready. What is the ability of Storm to dare to do such a thing now? Hmph, okay, but there is no need to pretend to go on. ”

Pan Geng's fat and flesh all shrank back into his body, and the big fat man, who was originally like a mountain of meat, suddenly became a strong man with strong muscles and knotted muscles, looking terrifying. Just watched Pan Geng's hands shake, and the two scimitars with black gas all over his body slashed out from his arms with a sonorous sound, easily smashing those young shoots and vines.

The air in the room shook one after another, and nine old witches wearing fierce animal skins, skulls of various colors on their heads, and holding bone staff and other magic weapons suddenly appeared in the room. Immediately afterward, I saw a black-red flame burning in the void, and a person walked out of it slowly.

Pan Geng greeted the man with a smile, but Xia Jie looked at the man blankly and exclaimed, "How could it be you?"

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