"Huang Sheli from the Mansion Realm of Jing has four supernatural powers. Two of the supernatural powers that he has shown in front of others are …
His most recent battle was with …
In this battle …
His father is the Yellow Dragon Guard's General Huang Fu, also known as the 'Yellow Monk'. His family heirloom … "
Looking at the extremely detailed information in his hands, Jiang Wang was a little amazed.
"How much effort did he put into this?"
Chung Geng Sheng said, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Someone has to do this. However, I didn't expect Chen Zeqing to be in charge of the intelligence work at the Yellow River Meeting. Maybe it's for Ji Zhaonan. "
Jiang Wang looked and suddenly thought of something. "The information in my hands is so detailed. Then, there must be a lot of information about me in other countries, right?"
"Nonsense." Chung Geng Sheng sneered. "You represent Qi. Who in the world wouldn't have their eyes on you?"
After explaining, he asked, "What's wrong? You're not ready yet?"
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment and said, "It's okay. I should be known. "
…
…
The boundary between 'life' and 'death' extended far into the distance.
Behind it was a boundless grassland full of vitality. Ahead of it was an endless desert full of death and darkness.
For the soldiers stationed at the Life and Death Line, the most unbearable thing in the wilderness was not the demons.
Because the demon wave had not happened for many years, a few lost Yin Demons were sometimes a source of entertainment.
Therefore, the greatest torment should be the aimless waiting and the constant vigilance that could not be relaxed.
The boredom of the wilderness was unbearable.
Of course, only those who had never experienced a demon wave would think so.
Yuwen Duo had been stationed at the Life and Death Line for three years.
Whether it was for show or for show, as a true descendant of the Yuwen family of the Mu Nation, he had indeed spent three years of his youth in this place.
It was enough to set an example for the young nobles of the Mu Nation.
In terms of status and actual power, the true descendants of the Mu Nation were probably equivalent to the legitimate descendants of Qi. However, it wasn't determined by status. Instead, it was determined by whether the baby's bloodline was close to the ancestor's at birth.
A child born from a slave could also be a true blood descendant. The child of a noble could also be ordinary and not qualified to be crowned with the title of "True Blood."
Of course, if the children of the slaves were of true blood, they would not be raised by the slaves. Instead, they would be raised by the mistress.
Those noblewomen who couldn't give birth to true blood children would usually adopt true blood children to maintain their noble status.
All in all, the true blood disciples of the Mu Nation's prestigious families could roam the boundless plains to their heart's content.
The only thing that could restrain them was the will of Cang Tu God and the royal court's orders.
Of course, in reality, the competition for resources between true blood disciples was also very intense.
Grassland girls should be herding, hunting, and fighting. If they wanted to lie in their tents and wait for the harvest, they would basically be empty-handed.
In the tent that matched the status of a captain, Yuwen Duo, who had braided hair, sighed, "Zhao, my Tracui! I'm returning to the royal court! "
At this moment, Zhao Rucheng was sitting in front of a brazier. He skillfully cut off mutton with a small knife and stuffed it directly into his mouth. He ate until his mouth was covered in oil.
He didn't need this food to quench his hunger.
It was just that if someone could go deep into the boundless desert, they would be able to understand how wonderful the fresh taste of the human world was.
After fighting in the desert for a long time, his long hair was extremely dry. He didn't have much time to take care of it, so he simply shaved it off.
Zhao Rucheng, who had short hair, added a bit of fierceness to his peerless handsomeness.
He was wearing a gray leather jacket. It was unknown what kind of leather it was made of, but it was very wear-resistant. His boots were a muddy yellow. It was unknown whether it was his natural color or the desert's stain.
At this moment, although he didn't care about his image and was gorging on food and dressed so inappropriately, he still had a soul-stirring beauty.
This kind of beauty had nothing to do with gender and transcended clothing.
Yuwen Duo often felt that Zhao Rucheng might be the true son of God. If he wasn't the son of God, how could he be so perfect?
He repeated, "The power center of the entire grassland, the Supreme Royal Court!"
Zhao Rucheng swallowed the large piece of mutton in his mouth. As he cut off a piece, he said, "Congratulations."
"Thanks to your help, I can have a very good position when I go back this time …" Yuwen Duo glanced at the bulging sheepskin bag on the ground and paused mysteriously. But seeing that Zhao Rucheng wasn't excited, he could only continue, "Directly enter the divine cavalry!"
Zhao Rucheng turned his head at this time and said with a smile, "Not bad!"
The divine cavalry that Yuwen Duo was talking about was the strongest cavalry on the grassland, the Cangtu Divine Cavalry.
Over the years, no matter how the top ten cavalry armies in the world were ranked, the Cangtu Divine Cavalry was the first.
This famous cavalry troop was the pride of the children of the grassland.
The cavalry of the Cangtu Divine Cavalry was also respected by the herdsmen as the Divine Kingdom Knights of the Cangtu God.
Even if Yuwen Duo came from a famous family and was a descendant of the true blood, it wasn't easy for him to enter this cavalry army.
Since he met Zhao Rucheng, the Yin Demon's heads that he continuously handed over played a big role in it.
"Yeli." Yuwen Duo chose his words carefully, "What are you going to do after I leave? I mean, are you still going to go into the desert to kill Yin Demons? "
Zhao Rucheng drank a mouthful of horse milk wine and only said, "I'm used to it."
Yuwen Duo thought for a while and said, "I can arrange for someone to continue to work with you, and he's definitely reliable. That guy can't be more than happy. But … "
He looked at Zhao Rucheng across the brazier and the roasted mutton, "My Yeli, you're a person as bright as the sun. Are you going to live in a place like the desolate border forever, without light?"
Zhao Rucheng shook the wine bag and said with a smile, "It's very happy to be without light. You don't understand!"
"Yeli, Yeli." Yuwen Duo shook his head and said, "There's an opportunity. I can get an opportunity for you. The Yellow River Meeting! Do you know? "
Zhao Rucheng gulped down the hummus and didn't say anything.
Yuwen Duo moved closer to him, "Now the quota for the Inner Mansion Stage has been decided, but his strength is not enough to convince the public! In my opinion, you are far better than him. I can help you get an opportunity to replace him. The Mu Empire has always respected the strong and despised the lineage. With your talent, you will definitely stand out one day! This meeting of the Yellow River is your chance! Yeli! "
Zhao Rucheng burped and threw the empty wineskin to the side.
Then he turned his head and didn't speak. He only looked at Yuwen Duo with his beautiful eyes that were a little drunk.
He looked at the grassland "brother" that he had worked with for so long.
Although he didn't care about the situation of the Mu Empire, with his wisdom, what couldn't he understand?
Yuwen Duo touched his nose and knew that his little trick couldn't be hidden from him.
Yeli fought in the depths of the desert day after day, as if he only knew how to fight and was a cultivation maniac. But his eyes were bright! He was like a goshawk soaring in the sky.
Yuwen Duo thought for a moment and said, "I won't hide it from you, Yeli. Our Yuwen Clan and the Jin Clan don't get along, and I don't like that kid Jin Ge … But this opportunity is definitely real. As long as you can beat him, the quota for the Yellow River Meeting is yours. I can swear to Cang Tu God! "
Jin Ge was the Inner Mansion Stage cultivator of the Mu Empire who participated in the Yellow River Meeting. He was the son of Jin Tandu, the Lord of Iron Stupa.
Iron Stupa was the second strongest cavalry in the Mu Empire and ranked sixth among the top ten cavalry armies in the world.
The conflict between the Jin Clan and the Yuwen Clan went back a few generations.
In this year's Yellow River Meeting, Jin Ge could represent the Mu Empire in the decisive battle of the Inner Mansion Stage, but the Yuwen Clan didn't get anything. It was said that after the palace meeting, Grandpa was so angry that he killed a beloved horse at home.
Yuwen Duo thought that even if he couldn't beat Jin Ge. It was also a good thing to push Jin Ge down.
But Zhao Rucheng just smiled, picked up the knife, and continued to cut the mutton, "I'm not interested in the Yellow River Meeting."
Yuwen Duo said anxiously, "If you win the Yellow River Meeting, you'll have fame, status, beauties, you'll have everything!"
Seeing that Zhao Rucheng still didn't respond, he said again, "Don't you want to become stronger faster? If you win the Yellow River Meeting, His Majesty will reward you greatly. Strange martial arts, secret techniques, divine grace … You can have whatever you want! "
Zhao Rucheng was still smiling, eating the meat and saying, "Greed is the original sin, Brother Yuwen. I have wine to drink and meat to eat, I'm enough! "
"How can that be?" Yuwen Duo was so anxious that he wanted to jump. "You're an eagle, you should soar high in the sky. You're a horse, you should gallop on the grassland. From the south to the north, from ancient times to the present, heroes will only be silent for a while, not for a lifetime. Yasui, believe me, you shouldn't be unknown, you should shine brightly! "
Such inspiring words had no effect on Zhao Rucheng.
His hands didn't stop, and his mouth didn't stop. But he only ate the meat and didn't respond.
"You're really making me anxious, Yasui." Yuwen Duo was so anxious to persuade Zhao Rucheng that he spoke without thinking. "Aren't you regretting it? You're working so hard to cultivate, you should want to take revenge, right? As long as you win the Yellow River Meeting, the Yuwen family can help you! Mu Country can help you! "
As he wished, Zhao Rucheng stopped.
But he also stopped laughing.
The knife was inserted into the mutton. Zhao Rucheng turned his head again and looked at him coldly and emotionlessly.
The cold and cruel killing intent filled the military tent almost instantly.
Yuwen Duo felt that it was difficult for him to breathe, and a chill ran down his spine!
He would die!
At this moment, he suddenly had such a strong feeling.
He would be killed by this overly good-looking man in front of him, just like killing the Yin Demon, just like killing a sheep, easily!
I miscalculated …
He thought in his heart.
In the long time they had been in contact, he had never touched on this topic. It was because he knew that this was very likely to be the other party's taboo.
They were able to maintain their cooperation for so long because Zhao Rucheng never asked for anything other than supplies, and he never asked about Zhao Rucheng's past.
But perhaps it was because he was about to return to the Royal Court, or perhaps it was because he was about to enter the Cangtu Divine Cavalry, his heart was unknowingly inflated.
He was actually stupid enough to say such words.
Will I die today?
Yuwen Duo, a true blood disciple of the Yuwen family of the Mu Country, who was about to enter the Cangtu Divine Cavalry, thought so.
Zhao Rucheng looked at him and saw that his hair was standing on end, and his eyes were filled with fear. Then he said calmly, "Yuwen Duo, don't think too highly of the Yuwen family, and don't think too highly of the Mu Country."
What did he mean? The Yuwen family couldn't help him? The Mu Country couldn't help him?
Yuwen Duo's mind was in a mess, but his body suddenly relaxed.
Because Zhao Rucheng had turned back and continued to cut the mutton.
It was as if nothing had happened, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
Even Yuwen Duo himself felt that the feeling was unreal.
He was chatting with his Yasui. Why would he suddenly think of death? Haha, it was a little funny.
But … he couldn't laugh.
He was silent for a long time, and then he said, "Actually, I really think of you as Yasui. Maybe you don't believe me. I want you to go to the Meeting of the Yellow River partly to suppress Jin Ge, but also partly because I don't want to see you like this. I don't know what you've been through, and I've never asked about your story, but I know … you're in pain.
The blood of the children of the grassland is boiling hot. You saved my life and helped me a lot. I may not be able to help you, my Yasui, but if you're willing, I want to help you. "
Yuwen Duo was talking about last winter's night, when he was patrolling the line of life and death, he was assassinated. At that time, it was Zhao Rucheng who saved him. Otherwise, he would have been thrown into the desert by now, and the others would probably only think that he was dragged away by the Yin Demons.
"Alas." Zhao Rucheng suddenly sighed. "I'm eating. You talk too much."
Yuwen Duo grinned and squeezed closer to him. "Actually, participating in the Meeting of the Yellow River is really beneficial."
Zhao Rucheng's attitude was a little better, and he revived. "My Yasui, you're so powerful. Don't you want to fight with the heroes of the world? Don't you want to know who is the real number one in the inner mansion? Qin Zhizhen of Qi, Xiang Bei of Chu, Jiang Wang of Qi, Huang Sari of Mu … "
The knife in Zhao Rucheng's hand stopped again. "Who?"
Yuwen Duo blinked his eyes. "Huang Sari, a woman."
Zhao Rucheng had to ask directly, "Who is this Jiang Wang?"
"A man from Qi," Yuwen Duo said.
Zhao Rucheng turned his hand, cut a small piece of mutton, and put it in his mouth to chew slowly. He felt like gnashing his teeth. "Is this how you do intelligence work?"
Only then did Yuwen Duo come to his senses. "Oh right, I got the information for you!"
He suddenly got up, walked a few steps, rummaged through the desk, and found a book.
As he quickly turned the page, he said, "In fact, there's nothing to pay attention to. Among the heroes of the world, I only think you're the number one. How many people in the Inner Mansion Realm dare to go deep into the Boundless Desert? "
He turned to the corresponding information and read in a very indifferent tone, "Jiang Wang, born in Maplewood City of Zhuang Country in the Western Region, went east to Qi after the evil cult was overthrown. He was one of the five winners of the Tianfu Mystery Land that year, and entered the eyes of the people of Qi for the first time. Then he made a contribution in the battlefield of Qi Yang and was a blue sheep man. The battle with Wang Yiwu, the last disciple of the God of War in Linzi made him famous. After that … "
As Yuwen Duo muttered, he suddenly realized that his Cha Cong had stopped cutting and eating meat at some point in time.
The man who shaved his long hair was still too good-looking.
Sitting in front of a huge brazier, he suddenly laughed. "Hahahaha … Hahahaha!"
"Ya … Yasui?" Yuwen Duo's voice was a little hesitant.
Zhao Rucheng laughed. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.
"You're right! You're right, Yuwen Duo! "
"There should be a place for me among the heroes of the world!"
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