Daqin Ghost Valley, makes you vertical and horizontal but not unified

At night, the city gates are closed, and the streets are empty, only the sound of wheels crushing the mud echoes on the silent street.

During the Warring States Period, all countries imposed curfews, and ordinary people were not allowed to go out at night.

It's just that these laws and regulations are useless to the powerful.

On the empty street at this moment, a carriage was speeding past.

The patrolling soldiers just glanced at the carriage and walked away as if nothing had happened.

This carriage often enters and exits the Luling Monarch's Mansion.

This kind of big man is definitely not something that small soldiers like them can provoke.

The next second, when the carriage turned into another street, the nanny horse pulling the carriage suddenly hissed miserably.

More than a dozen silk threads that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye traversed the street, and the front hooves of the naive horse were cut off by the threads, splashing a lot of blood.

When the horse stumbled, the entire carriage was thrown into the air by inertia.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the carriage hit the ground heavily.

Blood spilled all over the ground like a fountain, and the driver of the carriage happened to be crushed by the carriage.

In an instant, it turned into a puddle of fleshy flesh, so dead that it couldn't die anymore.

"Cough cough!"

The next moment, a middle-aged scribe in Chinese clothes climbed out of the car in embarrassment.

Shaking his body, he felt dizzy for a while.

After finally regaining his senses, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw two black shadows appearing in front of him, walking slowly towards him.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged scribe thought something was wrong.

This time he was ordered to go secretly to Zhao State, but Chu State sent a large number of swordsmen to protect him secretly.

But for some reason tonight, there was such a big accident, none of these damned swordsmen showed up.

Seeing the thin figure start to draw out the long sword at his waist, the middle-aged scribe panicked.

He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and kept crawling back.

"Don't come here!"

But in the next second, the figure shot towards him, and the sword light flashed across the scribe's neck in an instant.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

……

On the Luling Lord's Mansion, it is resplendent and resplendent, just like daytime.

Lord Luling sat in the middle, with several beauties by his side pushing his shoulders, rubbing his back, feeding him wine and food.

Under the hall, there are more than a dozen dancers dancing lightly, and the sound of silk and bamboo all around is continuous, just like a fairyland on earth.

This is the most standard pastime program for the nobles of the six countries at night.

Listen to the music, watch the dance, drink a few glasses of water and wine, and push Meggie up when the mood comes.

What a dull and boring life!

"Tap Tap!"

However, just when Mr. Luling was about to grab a beautiful girl next to him and pull her into his arms, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Lord Luling frowned, his face was filled with displeasure.

He least likes to be interrupted when he is having fun.

After a little leaning, a school captain hurried in, glanced at the girls in the hall, then quickly ran to Lord Luling's side, and whispered something in a low voice.

"What! The messenger was killed!"

Mr. Luling stood up with a "whoosh" and turned over the case in front of him.

The gold and silver utensils fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and wine, meat, vegetables and fruits were spilled all over the floor.

The sound of silk and bamboo stopped abruptly, and everyone bowed their heads and knelt down on the ground.

They all know Lord Luling's character, and they are afraid that if they are not careful, they will be angered by the other party.

"Get out of here!"

Lord Luling waved his hand and shouted angrily.

After everyone in the hall left, he grabbed the captain by the collar.

"You tell me exactly what's going on?"

The captain did not dare to hide anything, so he told what happened.

After hearing this, Mr. Luling's face became cloudy and uncertain, and his head began to ache.

The identity of the envoy is no small matter, but it was secretly sent by the state of Chu to discuss the matter of cooperation.

Now that he died in the city, as the head of the family, he couldn't get rid of the responsibility no matter what.

In order to appease Chu State's anger, he must give an explanation and catch the murderer as soon as possible and hand it over to the other party.

"Closed the city, strictly ordered the four gates, only allowed to enter and not allowed to exit!"

"Beat the drum, gather all the soldiers and horses in the city, and search every house for me!"

"Another half of the guards in the mansion will be allocated to assist the army in the search!"

"Anyone who finds anything suspicious will be arrested by me!"

"Those who dare to resist will be killed!"

As Lord Luling issued one order after another, the entire Chaoge City became boiling.

However, what he didn't know was that not long after a large number of guards left the Luling Lord's Mansion, two figures sneaked into his study room.

His beloved white tiger skin just disappeared.

【Ding!If you choose success, you will get a reward: "The Art of Running the Wheel". 】

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Chapter 6 It's a crime to torment the old man even when he's old

Ten days later, Yunmeng Mountain, Ghost Valley.

A figure appeared at the entrance of Ghost Valley.

He was wearing a black robe, with white hair tied under a purple turban, white eyebrows as proud as an eagle, eyes as sharp as a sword, and an evil temperament, yet domineering.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang came slowly with a white tiger on his shoulders.

The white tiger has a huge body, no less than an adult blind bear.

It's just that Wei Zhuang didn't seem to feel the weight at all, his steps were steady, and his waist was still as straight as a sword.

For this one-month training, he completed the task fifteen days ahead of schedule.

This time I finally beat my senior brother!

Wei Zhuang thought silently, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and there was a hint of a smile inadvertently.

But the next moment, his smile completely froze on his face.

I saw a person coming slowly towards him at the fork in the valley entrance.

The person who came was also tall and straight, with blue clothes on the inside and a silver robe on the outside, his eyebrows were like swords, and his face was cold.

Compared with Wei Zhuang, his facial features are a bit more delicate, and his face is more upright.

Isn't this brother Gai Nie, who else?

Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he found that the white tiger carried on Ge Nie's shoulder seemed to be bigger than his own.

The previous pride suddenly disappeared.

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

After the two greeted each other, they walked side by side towards the valley in a tacit understanding.

"This is finally the completion of the teacher's experience."

Genie said.

"It's just the White Tiger King, it's not worth mentioning."

Wei Zhuang said coldly, his tone full of arrogance.

"Indeed! But the important thing is, does the teacher really just want us to hunt tigers?"

Gai Nie looked at Wei Zhuang and asked a question.

Wei Zhuang suddenly fell silent.

However, after the two of them stepped into the ghost valley, their bodies froze in unison.

I saw a white tiger skin lying at the entrance of the valley.

"Cao Chao!"

The eyes of the two were fixed, and an inconceivable color flashed in their eyes.

They actually lost!

……

"This is the dragon scale armor?"

Under the sun, pieces of golden armor gleamed in the sun, and with the dragon pattern on the chest, it looked even more heroic.