There is no moon tonight, and the night is dark.

The place where there was no campfire was pitch black. Looking up, the flat ground half a mile away was full of flames, like a group of red lotuses blooming on a black canvas.

There were loud shouts, curses, and clashes of armor from near and far. Some patrolling soldiers rushed to put out the fire, and many soldiers sleeping in the camp put on their armor as quickly as possible, put on their armor and went to prepare for battle. state.

Among them, there are also some people who panicked and ran around with their heads in their arms, and some people who fished in troubled waters took advantage of the chaos to sneak into other camps and steal other people's property.

Among them was a soldier wearing a low-grade pocket-handle with stern eyebrows and a mouse-eyed soldier holding a big knife and rushing to the vicinity of Zheng Ping's camp. Seeing Zheng Ping standing outside the camp, he couldn't help being stunned.But when he saw that Zheng Ping was not wearing any armor, but only wearing a thin travel suit, he immediately smiled maliciously.

"Hand over all your belongings!"

Zheng Ping saw the logo belonging to Cao Jun on the soldier's armor near the right chest, and his expression was calm and indifferent: "Smart work?"

The soldier swung his knife horizontally: "Why do you ask so many questions?"

"You don't work carefully. The camp caught fire. As a soldier of Cao, you didn't go to put out the fire, you didn't go to the main tent to protect the general, but you came here to take advantage of the fire and rob. Are you not afraid of being held accountable afterwards and beheaded according to military law?"

After hearing Zheng Ping's calm and composed explanation, the soldier not only showed no fear, but showed a trace of sneer, "So much nonsense. If I kill you, no one will know about it?"

It is indeed a good idea to say that death does not tell, and it can even push everything to the enemy.

"Are you a Qingzhou soldier?"

The soldier wanted the man to hand over his belongings by himself, so as to save him the trouble of searching.Unexpectedly, this person talked so much nonsense that he wasted a lot of time.

The soldiers who were eager to settle this one before going to the next place to rob raised their knives impatiently:

"Don't try to procrastinate, you go to the underworld and talk about it."

Zheng Ping sighed: "I'm stubborn."

The soldier was furious: "Who is stubborn?"

No more nonsense, rushed towards Zheng Ping's direction quickly, raised his knife and chopped down.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the little white face with no armor and a lot of nonsense stood motionless, as if he had been frightened.

He was just about to cut off the opponent's head, when he saw this handsome young man with a bit of arrogance suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold.

A feeling of fear that gripped his heart instantly swept through his whole body. Before the soldier could understand where this feeling came from, his eyes suddenly turned around. He was overturned to the ground by a force and fell heavily.

how can that be……! ?

He wanted to yell, but all he could say was "ho ho ho" from his throat.

His gradually widening eyes were full of confusion, he raised his hand to touch his neck, and felt a layer of viscous liquid.

The young man standing beside him looked at him condescendingly, and the sharp green sword folded a white streak under the dim light.

There was a smile on the corner of the young man's lips, but his dark eyes were like piercing pools of water, freezing his life completely.

"Is it bad to live?"

Before the consciousness became blurred, the soldier heard the young man say this, the voice was soft and slow, like the whisper of a sleeping baby.

The fear from the bottom of my heart spread uncontrollably.When it climbed to the peak and was about to erupt, in the next second, the boundless fear and his life were strangled by the god of death and snapped off.

Until the moment before the soldier died, he didn't know what kind of unprovoked existence he was dealing with.

Zheng Ping did not let go of the soldiers who wanted to kill him.

"Not coming out yet?"

His voice was rambling and extremely slow, as if he felt that everything was extremely boring, but he had to deal with it, and his interest was waning.

The reason why he had talked so much with the soldiers who robbed money and killed them just now was not only that he didn't want to do it easily, but also because he felt a lurking other aura nearby.

Those two auras are secretive and long-lasting, coming from orthodox martial arts practitioners, they are not as easy to deal with as soldiers with ordinary skills.

Zheng Ping didn't want to expose himself, so he gave the robbery soldier a chance, but he didn't know that the other party was determined to seek death, forcing him to take action to end it.

Now, the two hiding in the dark saw his skill, instead of leaving, they hid even deeper.

Zheng Ping didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing. In addition, his current physical strength was far from comparable to that of his previous life, and he was suffering from a disease of viscera.

But after he pointed it out, the people in the dark only breathed hard for a moment, then held their breath and hid themselves more carefully.

Zheng Ping was already impatient, and looked straight at one of them.

After a moment of silence, a military general in solid clothes walked out from behind a certain tent, holding a man whose hands and feet were tied up in his arms, staring at him with sinister eyes.

Zheng Ping's eyes fell on the other hostage, showing a little surprise.

"Second son."

It turned out that one of the breaths of the two martial arts practitioners he sensed just now was a hostage.

And the person who was hijacked by the general was actually Cao Pi.

Cao Pi is good at swordsmanship, and his skills are not weak, but he is only twelve years old, even if he is a little taller than his peers, he is far different from a mature man.

It fell into the hands of a strong general, and the other party carried him as easily as carrying a bag of rice.

This general-looking man had seen clearly the scene of Zheng Ping killing the soldiers just now.He stared at Zheng Ping apprehensively, thinking about the way to escape, and at the same time not forgetting to say something, trying to find an opportunity to let Zheng Ping relax his vigilance.

When he heard Zheng Ping calling Cao Pi the second son, he understood that this person had a lot to do with Cao Cao, and he felt even more heavy in his heart.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Zheng Ping held the green sword, and looked at him as if examining strange people and strange things: "Who are you, how can you speak human words?"

The general was about to respond when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

What is "who is he, how can he speak human language", he is a human being, if he doesn't speak human language, why should he bark like a dog?

The military commander immediately realized that Zheng Ping was mocking his question just now with the same sentence pattern, and not only refused to answer his question, but also teased him, humiliating him a bit.

Angrily, he pressed the dagger on Cao Pi's neck closer: "Your teeth are sharp. I advise you to be careful with your words. If you annoy me, your second son will have a big hole in his throat." .”

Zheng Ping let out a dispensable "Oh".

Seeing Zheng Ping's behavior like this, the military commander secretly sneered.He knew that this person would deliberately pretend to be indifferent for Cao Pi's safety.The more calm the other party is, the more it means that he attaches great importance to Cao Pi.Since Cao Pi is valued, the next thing will be easy.

The military commander arrogantly raised his chin: "You cut off one of your hands first, otherwise—"

Zheng Ping: ...?

Slowly a question mark.

The general clearly saw the surprise and strangeness in Zheng Ping's eyes, but he believed that the other party deliberately showed his indifference to Cao Pi, in fact he cared terribly, so he lightly pressed the dagger, pressing a white mark on Cao Pi's neck.

"Don't pretend to me. Think about it for yourself. Is your hand more important, or your second son's life? If you pretend to be stupid again, I will directly turn him into a cripple."

Cao Pi, who had been silent all this time, shook his lips speechlessly after hearing this: "Of course his hands are important, you pig who doesn't know the situation."

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