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Time passed by two days silently.

In the past two days, Wei Wuji has not been ambitious and has been blindly trying to make new things quickly and can't wait to get familiar with the flesh and blood of his body. Instead, he continues to consolidate the flesh and blood of his face and cultivates his face. Such persistence is also huge. Now, he can transform the face of each person with the two hundred riders of Xuanjia, and he can freely.

Not only that, at this time, the speed of his face change was greatly accelerated. He no longer had to deliberately escape his mind into the realm of emptiness, but could perform it again. Just pinch his hand and recite the mantra with his mouth, and his face changed, and he could perform it immediately.

Logically speaking, such speed is already very good, but Wei Wuji is not satisfied. The memory of two lives has made him pay the most attention to the effect of speed. He hopes that he can go further without having to make gestures or chant mantras. As long as he recites his mind, the changes can be completed.

The change of face is just a disguise. In fact, in real battles, this change is not very effective, so you don’t have to be so serious. The reason why Wei Wuji is so persistent in this is because he hopes to easily display and accumulate a foundation for subsequent powerful changes. After all, the change of face is just the simplest, simple, and simple in "Tiangang Thirty-Six Changes", which means that it is easiest to study and the easiest to deconstruct.

The jade rabbit falls westward, and the golden crow rises eastward.

As the new day came, Wei Wuji woke up on time and continued to study the change of face. The mountain was empty and quiet, and occasionally, a few birds cries sounded.

Wei Wuji was immersed in the world of research and experimentation, and all foreign affairs were abandoned. Just when he thought that today was going to be spent in this calm, suddenly, Zhao Li's voice came in from outside the car. "Young master, someone has come down."

Hearing this, Wei Wuji stopped practicing, slightly opened the curtain of the car window, and looked up the mountain road up the mountain, but he saw nothing. However, he did not doubt Zhao Li's words, because Zhao Li was a powerful man close to the innate success, and if he had not had any response, he would never have said this.

Sure enough, in just a moment, a figure turned out from the twisted mountain road, carried his hands on his back, and walked slowly down. When he appeared, everyone, including Wei Wuji, could not help but change his color.

This is not because of the man's attitude, because before coming here, they had already been mentally prepared. After all, they were the defeated party and even sent a proton. They changed color because of the man's clothes. Luzhou Wei Palace had been dealing with the Yi tribe for more than a hundred years, but they could not recognize that it was the clothing of the Dongyi tribe slaves.

Perhaps, that man was not a real slave, but a real envoy pretended to be a lie to humiliate him, the prince of the King of Guard. After all, an ordinary slave must not have enough adaptability in this case. However, since King Dongyi asked him to go down the mountain in the clothes of a slave, his true identity was no longer important.

At this moment, Wei Wuji truly realized the arrogance of King Dongyi. Perhaps it could not be considered arrogant, but rather a strong mentality. After all, the self-defense family has been in charge of Luzhou for nearly a hundred years, and there have been countless wars of all sizes and big and small. Although there have been many victories, they are always in a situation of being suppressed and beaten.

At this moment, Wei Wuji also understood that even if he was not dead, his life would not be easy.

Soon, the man went down the mountain and came close to him, whispering loudly, "The king has an order, and the king of Wei is the host of Wei Wuji, go up the mountain to meet him immediately. Let the rest of the people go back!"

Contempt, this is absolute contempt.

As soon as this was said, two hundred mysterious cavalry all locked their eyes on the man. The powerful aura rushed over like a tide. If Zhao Li hadn't spoken, they would have urged him to step forward and step the man into a meat paste.

The man was extraordinary. Under such pressure, he still smiled and stood there on the spot, as if he felt nothing.

At this time, Zhao Li rode his horse and came to the man. His eyes were like a blade, staring at him and said, "Does the first aide of the King of Dongyi also have the hobby of being a slave?"

It turned out that this person was the leader of the Dongyi King's aide, Yu Feiyang. He had represented the Dongyi King many times and negotiated with the Wei family. Zhao Li was also a senior general of the Wei King's Mansion, so he had seen it before.

Yu Feiyang, facing Zhao Li's questioning, smiled faintly and said, "General Zhao was joking, how could anyone be willing to be a slave? I lost my composure a few days ago and angered the king, so I was demoted to a slave."

"Oh? So that's it!" Zhao Li nodded, then his face narrowed, and his eyes became even more fierce, "Since you are a lowly slave, what qualifications are you to be an envoy to come and take over my Prince of Guard?"

"Haha," Yu Feiyang didn't care about Zhao Li's attitude and said with a smile, "My king has always been unconventional in employing people. Only talent is the only one who can get promotion as long as you make contributions. What is it that you, Fan, who only knows how to judge the level of family status, can understand. Besides, my king is the master of the heavenly king, the most polite and observing rituals. It has been decided what level of reception to people of different levels. This time, I am using me to welcome the protons according to the regulations, and it is no longer appropriate."

Yu Feiyang said it lightly, but the implicit meaning was understood by anyone who was not a fool. Zhao Li had the urge to cut the person in front of him under the sword at that time, and his evil aura was restrained, and he could not stop revealing a little.

Looking at Zhao Li's eyes, the cold light kept flashing. Although Yu Feiyang was calm on the surface, he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart. After all, he was not very familiar with Zhao Li. Although he understood that the person who could shoulder such a mission should not be a reckless person, he could not be completely sure.

Wei Wuji was also worried that Zhao Li, a brave man on the battlefield, could not stand it, and in impulse, he killed the envoy. However, he knew very well that although the Xuanjia Cavalry's combat power was extraordinary, on the other person's territory, as long as they were willing, no matter how many times the number of people was, he could only be destroyed.

Wei Wuji was naturally very annoyed by such humiliation, but now, he values ​​his life more. After all, as long as his life is there, everything can be made up in the future. If your life is gone, all hope will be gone.

Therefore, he didn't want the two to really conflict. Of course, he couldn't be too bad either. If it was too bad, he might be considered worthless, but he had no scruples and was killed directly.

At that time, Wei Wuji lifted the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, and said loudly, "General Zhao, the Yi tribe is the Yi tribe after all, and the rules are different from our general style. It is also normal. Since we have come to the territory of the Yi tribe, it is better to follow the customs."
Chapter completed!