"Bang..."

The two-meter-long whip with the beef tendon and ponytail swung the loud whip flower and whipped hard on the face of a drunken warrior in black who was showing his wildness. On the spot, the black-clothed warrior had skin and flesh bloomed and blood grew.

flow.

"You dare to stop my carriage if you don't know what you know!"

Sun Jian, wearing a black iron ghost mask, stood on the shaft of the chariot and scolded coldly.

The drunk warrior in black looked up at the evil ghost mask on Sun Jian's face. After a few breaths, he woke up from his dream. He hurriedly gave way to the road, crawled beside the road, and shouted tremblingly: "A small sin deserves death."

, please spare your life.”

Sun Jian glanced at the black clothes as if nothing had happened, and faintly spurted out the word "hum" from his nose.

Several black-clothed men standing around the carriage heard the word "hum", and immediately rushed up and pressed the black-clothed warrior to the ground with all his strength.

A flash of sword light.

The black-clothed warrior even screamed, and his big head had already rolled to the ground.

The steaming blood, like a fountain, dyed a large area of ​​frozen soil red in an instant.

"Alas……"

Seeing this, a large number of black-clothed warriors carrying wine pots were not afraid, but instead seemed to have seen a good show, shouting loudly and cheering.

Sun Jian didn't think it was strange, so he snorted again, threw the long whip in his hand, turned around and got into the carriage.

In the wide carriage, the mule lifted the curtains of the car and looked at the many black-clothed warriors in the camp.

Seeing this, Sun Jian smiled and said, "I made my brother laugh. These miscellaneous people get drunk and become honest with each other after they get drunk..."

The mule put down the curtain of the car and frowned and said, "You are also a long-time general who leads the army. The brothers under your command are in such a mess. Haven't you ever thought about rectifying the situation?"

Sun Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother doesn't know anything. These messes are not better than those brothers under our command. They don't understand human words. They let them kill people. They are more skillful than the other, but they have to abide by the rules, but they are more skillful than them.

It's hard to survive. I've tried to rectify military discipline, but I set rules the day before, and I'll be able to fight back the next day, and escape... I really have to follow the practice of military skills like ours before, with these 150,000 people,

Thank you for having 70,000 to 80,000 people left!"

The mule sighed softly.

Before entering this camp, he was still wondering whether the elder brother refused to allow the Tianmo Palace's troops to enter Xuanbeizhou. Is it a bit unkind? After all, the Tianmo Palace is considered his own family.

Now he realized that his elder brother is still visionary...

These scumbags really cannot be put into Xuanbeizhou.

"My brother hasn't said that what happened to come to Xiliang this time?"

Sun Jian noticed the gloomy look between the mule's eyebrows and asked casually.

The mule glanced at him, pondered for a few moments, and simply did not hide it from him: "I'm here this time, with the master's message."

"oh?"

Sun Jian's expression moved, and he raised his hand and knocked on the side panel of the car three times in a rhythmic manner.

The many guards surrounded by the carriage heard the sound and quickly dispersed, more than two feet away from the carriage.

Sun Jian withdrew his hand, lowered his voice and asked, "What are the instructions of Mr. Chu?"

The mule glanced at the driver.

Sun Jian hurriedly said, "This person is my younger brother's confidant. He can't hear him or speak. Brother, but it's okay to say it."

The mule nodded and thought to himself that I haven't seen you for a long time. This guy is doing much more closely than before: "Mr. Chu means that your troops will be stationed on the border of Xuanbei and block the troops of Zhenbei Wangfu.

...Don't enter Xuanbei Prefecture."

When Sun Jian heard this, he felt very unhappy. His first reaction was that his family would no longer treat them as his family.

But he knew that this was a matter between the elder brother and his elder brother, so he was not his turn to express his opinion. He could only ask: "Why? Could it be..."

The next half of the sentence "Don't Mr. Chu take revenge on Zhenbei Palace?" He didn't dare to say it.

He didn't say it.

But how could the mule not understand what he meant. He immediately raised his thick eyebrows and slapped his hand on the back of his head: "If you don't have brains, don't learn to think about it. Master Chu can tell you how to do things.

Tell me?"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Sun Jian is already a fifth-grade person and is very powerful in the Heavenly Demon Palace on weekdays. Even the eighteen prison masters must treat him politely and courteously.

But after being slapped by the mule, he didn't dare to feel annoyed. He nodded like pounding garlic and repaid repeatedly: "It's my brainlessness, brother, please calm down, calm down!"

After scolding Sun Jian, the mule couldn't help but sigh, reached out and pointed at the men in black who were drinking and playing outside the car window, and said softly: "What are you under your own hands? Others don't know what kind of people are you,

You don’t know anything about it? Xuanbeizhou, but our group of people’s homes, will they let these scums enter Xuanbeizhou? Isn’t that going to lead the wolf into the house?"

Sun Jian suddenly realized.

There is a saying that I have lived in orchids for a long time and did not smell the fragrance, and I have lived in Bao City for a long time and did not smell the smell.

He has been hanging with these scumbags and scums for a long time and has become accustomed to scumbags and scums.

After Mule said this, he immediately remembered the rules of the Peking League.

We must follow the rules of the Peking League, just these scumbags under their command...

Killing nine out of ten may be wronged.

But if eight of them are killed in ten, there must be another fish that misses the net!

"This matter..."

Sun Jian lightly hammered his forehead and whispered in depression: "It's not easy to deal with!"

"Brother Zheng has been looking forward to this day for a long time."

How can a mule not know that this is difficult to deal with?

If it is easy to deal with.

He wouldn't leave a big deal behind and go there in person.

"It's not easy to deal with, and you have to deal with it!"

Mule said helplessly: "Mr. Chu is not discussing this matter with Brother Zheng. I came here just to convince Brother Zheng. If I can't do it well, I will not go back to hand in the job. Brother Zheng and Master Chu will be afraid that it will not be good in the future.

Meeting.”

"otherwise……"

Sun Jian understood Zhang Chu's attitude from the mule's tone. He thought for a while with a big head and tentatively said: "Don't go to see Brother Zheng later. I'll go in first and try my best to tell him. It makes sense.

Of course, if it doesn't make sense, don't go to see him. The matter is not done well. It doesn't matter if we have a meal between us. It's not that it's not bad for Brother Zheng and Mr. Chu to break up so many years of friendship.

!”

The mule nodded: "This is reasonable, then you have to persuade Brother Zheng on my behalf. Master Chu will not let you go north. It is really not that he has any opinions on you, but that it is really purely for the sake of the fellow villagers in Xuanbeizhou.

Let Brother Zheng not be too concerned.”

Sun Jian sighed: "You don't need to say anything about your brother. I understand. If you don't say anything else, just Mr. Chu is really talking about brother. That's really nothing to say... Last time the funeral of the fifth master, I came back to the guard and saw Jintian.

Now, I heard from Liu that Mr. Chu intends to train Jintian to take over the position of the leader of our Peking League?"

"There are not many brothers who can do this, right?"

The mule alerted: "You didn't tell Brother Zheng about Jintian, did you?"

Sun Jian: "I didn't dare to say... To be honest, when I see Brother Zheng, I feel scared, just because I am afraid that something is wrong with him will cut me with one knife."

The mule was shocked and asked quickly, "Not it? Brother, life and death, how could he attack you?"

Sun Jian: "I didn't really do it, I just think that sometimes he looks at me, something is wrong...Hi, it's hard to describe it."

Mule was also uneasy for him, thought for a while, and said softly: "If it doesn't work, just go back to Taiping Pass. With Brother Zheng's current strength, no one can threaten him if you are not in the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Sun Jian shook his head: "How can that be done? He is now sober and sometimes confused. The 18th level prison master is openly respectful to him, and secretly he is full of bad water. If even I leave, there will be one by him.

No one is reliable…”

Speaking of this, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Anyway, my bad life was given by him. After so many years of majesty, even if I return it to him now, it will be considered a profitable thing, so it won't matter."

The mule patted his shoulder and said nothing more.

They are all for being younger brothers.
Chapter completed!