Chapter 120 Martial Crazy
The mountains are full of greenery. The summer breeze cannot blow away the heat, but walking through the green woods can bring a hint of coolness.

Because of this, the chirping sounds of cicadas became louder and louder in the green shade, and when they gathered in one place, they seemed a bit noisy.

As if annoyed by the noise, a strange sound suddenly arose in the silent forest.

The waves were like swimming water, sweeping across the forest. The cicadas in the forest stopped chirping, and all the cicadas clinging to the tree trunks were as brittle as paper and broke into pieces.

Under the tree, a soft yet charming voice sounded mournfully.

"Yinggou, can't you control your cold-blooded temper? Poor cicada, it only lives for a few days, and it hasn't had time to enjoy the beauty of this world..."

The person who spoke had long pink hair and a graceful figure. She stood on the edge of a high cliff with her hands behind her back, and an air of elegance emanated from her.

Among the treetops, an oval-faced little girl with pigtailed hair stood on a tree branch with her chest folded, looking out at the plains below the mountains.

She looked no more than 11 or 12 years old, with jet-black hair tied into two pigtails, and a pair of sharp and clever eyes under a pair of sword-like eyebrows. She had red lips, white teeth, and a small upturned nose. Although she was petite, she gave off the impression of a cool beauty.

In addition, she was wearing a black and white slit skirt and a pair of funny tiger-head shoes, which gave her the feeling of a little girl next door and made her very approachable.

But now she was standing among the treetops with her chest folded, her pair of drooping eyes open indifferently, and her blood-thirsty pupils flashed with an evil light, which made people feel intimidated and afraid of her cold aura.

After a long while, she said sparingly, "It was very chaotic."

Under the tree, Jiang Chen sighed and ruffled his long hair, fiddling with the Bad Man token between his fingers, and said nostalgically: "Sister is still lovely, at least she will talk to me the first time."

Ying Gou glanced at her coldly and said, "Only you would bother with that idiot."

"Who says I'm considerate?"

"That boy, can you help me get rid of her?"

"I didn't say that." Jiang Chen played with the token, took two steps forward, and said casually: "I invited you here just to let you appreciate my achievements. Whether he can help you achieve your wish is his business."

Ying Gou glanced at the figures on the plain, and slowly closed his eyes, "From this little girl, I smell the scent of that old witch."

The corner of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up, but he didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "I don't know about Hanba, but Hou Qing should live with you. I asked the three of you to come, why did only you come?"

"Hanba is thin-skinned and has moved away long ago. Only Hou Qing knows where he is. As for that kid..."

Ying Gou frowned and said, "He has been in Raojiang to learn Gu magic for half a year."

The surrendered minister held his forehead, as if he had expected this, and said unhappily: "Why are you standing so high? Come down!"

"It's high up here, so I can see it. Down below, I can't see it."

"..."

Jiang Chen looked back at Yinggou's short stature, fell silent for a moment, and said no more.

Then, she placed her palm on her forehead, shielding herself from the sunlight and looked out.

"This guy has grown taller again."

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In the wilderness plains, horses snorted and neighed continuously.

Shangguan Yunque rubbed his butt and climbed up from the ground. He glanced at Ao Gu behind him with fear and walked towards Xiao Yan.

"Xiao Lang, she..."

"Thank you for your hard work. Your mission is accomplished. Take them and hide behind."

Xiao Yan raised his hand and waved away the few remaining riders.

Shangguan Yunque was stunned, and his tears, which were not clear whether real or fake, were also quite moved at this moment.

He hesitated for a moment and warned in a low voice: "Be careful, this woman is not easy to deal with. If you can't stop her, run away. I can still buy time for you."

Xiao Yan nodded, indicating that he had heard it, and then said without question: "You go back to Yuyang and take charge for me."

"Can……"

"get out."

"Eh……"

Shangguan Yunque didn't dare to refute anymore, and led a few riders to rush towards the city.

……

Now, it seemed that there were only two figures left between heaven and earth.

Ao Gu was leaning on a staff with a bell from the other shore hanging on it. At this moment, as Xiao Yan was getting closer and closer, one of the bells began to vibrate slightly.

But soon, the summer breeze blew, and all the wind chimes began to shake again.

Xiao Yan held the hilt of the knife at his waist, and behind the bronze mask, he looked up and down at the great shaman from Mobei opposite him.

The woman was wearing a simple, strange, yet mysterious mask, so her age was hard to tell. She was also wearing a simple cross-collared shirt and a robe covering her chest, which made her look even more old-fashioned. However, her slender waist was revealed under the robe, which shone faintly in the sunlight, and her tall figure was particularly graceful.

The gown embroidered with ancient patterns fell straight down, and between the hems that were nearly to the ground were a pair of jade-like bare feet, crystal clear, and exceptionally white and small.

Of course, this pair of round jade feet was not the focus of his attention.

He was looking at Ao Gu, whose small eyes between the mask on her face just stared at the blood jade ring on Xiao Yan's finger. After a long time, she raised her head, and her whole temperament seemed a little dull because of the small eyes.

Xiao Yan raised the hand with the ring on it and smiled: "Why, is it weird?"

"you……"

Aogu was stunned for a moment, and a hint of disbelief appeared in her clear and elegant voice: "How could you lie to the queen?"

"Warfare is the art of deception. In military matters, deception is not an option."

"It's just a lie, why bother to argue?"

Aunt Ao seemed particularly angry, and all the bells on her staff began to tremble violently. The next moment, she flicked her hand, and the bells on the other side of the staff automatically flew into the carriage behind.

So the staff, now revealed its original appearance, turned out to be a demon-subduing pestle, the whole body was gilded, quite simple and rustic. Held in the slender arm, it was extremely different.

Xiao Yan pushed the hilt of the sword with his fingers and smiled: "Aren't you lying to me too?"

"Have I ever lied to you?!"

"You said you were here to see Yelu Abaoji, but you actually wanted to kill me. Isn't that a lie? If I hadn't been prepared in advance, I'm afraid you would have succeeded." Xiao Yan closed his eyes and took a breath of air, and said, "Shuliduo is also lying to me. She has already agreed to withdraw the troops to Youzhou, but now she is staying in Beishui. Isn't that a lie?"

"you……"

Aunt Ao spoke angrily, but immediately paused, as if she didn't know how to refute.

Xiao Yan held the hilt of the knife in his hand, paced back and forth, and began to circle around the former, "If Shuliduo hadn't lied to me first, how could I lie to you? And how did you know that Yelu Abaoji was not in the city? I have already let those two people into the city, how could it be false?"

Aunt Ao felt like her brain was freezing and she stood there stupidly.

"I asked you to wait for an hour, so I asked you to wait for an hour. Look, I am personally going out of the city to greet you. Does that mean I am not sincere?"

Unexpectedly, Aunt Ao seriously corrected her, "It's one and a half hours."

"So what if I waited for an hour and a half?" Xiao Yan said frankly, "I have been extremely polite to you, the Great Shaman of Mobei."

Aogu stared at him, "How do you know I'm the Great Shaman?"

"I have heard for a long time that the queen gave birth to a daughter who is a spiritual being." Xiao Yan raised his thumb ring and said, "Since the person who came here can use this thing to determine where Yelu Abaoji is. If he is not the Great Shaman, then who is he? If you don't want to hear this title...

"Does it mean I still have to call you by your real name, Yelu Zhiwu?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

It was not until this moment that Yelu Zhiwu vaguely reacted. The man in front of him clearly knew everything, but he just talked a lot of nonsense.

Is he stalling for time?

Thinking of this, her voice turned cold: "Where is the king?"

Xiao Yan was still walking around and laughed out loud.

"It's right in my hand."

Yelu Zhiwu finally couldn't waste any more time, so he picked up the demon-subduing pestle leaning against the side with his bare feet, and then lifted it up with one hand, "Then, I'll kill you first."

The moment after she finished speaking, the sound of a Tang sword being unsheathed was heard.

"That's right, I have the same intention!"

After circling around for a few times, Xiao Yan finally found a good opportunity and suddenly jumped up. A cold light flashed in his hand and he slashed towards Yelu Zhiwu's back with gravity.

But the knife's force was only half gone, and the latter had already swung the demon-subduing pestle in a circle and smashed it backwards. It seemed that the flaw that she had been looking for for a long time had already been seen through by her.

However, this attack missed. Yelu Zhiwu was stunned. At the same time, she saw a ghostly figure out of the corner of her eye, carrying a cold light, rolling towards her cheek.

She dodged in an instant, took a big step back, then turned her waist and pulled back the demon-subduing pestle at a strange angle, making it fall from the air like a copper hammer and hit the attacking Tang sword directly.

There was a metallic sound, and a violent energy suddenly burst out from the two men's bodies, tearing apart the weeds on a large area of ​​the plain.

In front of the carriage not far away, two draft horses neighed loudly and galloped away.

But with just this touch, the Tang sword made a shattering sound, as if it could no longer withstand the violent force from the demon-subduing pestle. Seeing that his sneak attack failed, Xiao Yan flipped out in the air, then turned sideways, and the blade instantly shattered into countless fragments, which flew towards Yelu Zhiwu like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

The latter did not dodge and nailed the demon-subduing pestle to the ground with one hand.

Instantly, a golden wave of air gushed out from the bottom of the demon-subduing pestle, sweeping in her face, instantly dispelling the shattering cold light in the air. Then, without stopping for a moment, she bent her knees slightly, and a stream of energy emanated from her body. The slit skirt on her lower body was lifted up uncontrollably by the wind, revealing two long, white, smooth and straight legs.

Suddenly, she soared into the sky from the ground, and at the same time, she picked up the demon-subduing pestle with her backhand and smashed it towards Xiao Yan who was flying in the air.

The latter laughed grimly, and a blade of black mist and indigo energy formed under the handle of the knife in his hand, and suddenly met the powerful demon-subduing pestle. At the same time, the other hand moved the palm, first suddenly raised it up, and the palm was already filled with black air and yin energy, and then it slapped down directly.

"Bah..."

The Demon Subduing Pestle seemed to be corroded by the evil spirit and made a crackling sound, but because of this, it emitted even more golden light. As they collided with each other, it instantly dispersed wisps of evil spirits and then suddenly smashed forward.

A dull impact sound was heard, and the demon-subduing pestle hit Xiao Yan's left cheek accurately.

Almost at the same time, the palm that was launched from behind also hit Yelu Zhiwu's chest accurately.

The two figures then dispersed under their own strength.

But the former rolled several times on the grass in a very miserable state before he could barely lie on his back on the ground. The entire bronze mask was cracked, half of his face was bloody and covered in flesh, and he was in an extremely miserable state.

Yelu Zhiwu landed back steadily, pinning the demon-subduing pestle firmly. The cloak behind her kept swaying, indicating a quick victory in this battle.

She looked down and could see an evil aura lingering on the left side of her robe, as if possessed by a demon, and filled with gloomy energy.

"Magic power..."

Patting her robe nonchalantly, she slowly walked forward and picked up the demon-subduing pestle.

"Central Plains people, it's over."

……

"it's over?"

Ying frowned and glanced at the surrendered minister under the tree, "Is this the result you mentioned?"

The latter didn't look at her, but just smiled with his hands behind his back.

"Don't worry, I've just warmed up.

"Besides, she is the strongest in Mobei after all. It's not surprising to lose to her."

……

Yeluzhi didn't enjoy the dance to her heart's content, but she didn't want to waste any more time here anyway.

"Once you are in hell, don't lie to others anymore."

The demon-subduing pestle flew into the air, and then smashed heavily into the face of the figure on the ground.

"Click..."

The sound of bones breaking was heard, but the demon-subduing pestle finally stopped abruptly.

"Ok?"

Yelu Zhiwu tilted his head.

A ferocious laugh slowly came from below the demon-subduing pestle. But in a moment, a terrifying force suddenly came from it, as if someone was fighting with her for control of the staff.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Yelu Zhiwu snorted heavily, grasped the staff in one hand, and raised his right leg high. Then, after a beautiful arc appeared, he swept towards Xiao Yan's chest with an overwhelming force.

But before her toes touched the latter's clothes, the force in her hand fighting for the demon-subduing pestle suddenly increased countless times. This time, she even fell forward.

The next moment, a fist wrapped in black mist suddenly hit her abdomen. The force of this punch was so great that she almost subconsciously wanted to drop the demon-subduing pestle.

But after this blow, she suddenly found that someone had grabbed her ankle.

not good!

Yelu Zhiwu's heart was filled with alarm and he twisted his waist, trying to break free.

But in just a moment, the figure on the ground stood up straight, then dragged his ankles and suddenly fell down.

"boom……"

The great shaman's entire head suddenly hit the ground.

Black mist kept rolling between the blurred flesh and blood on Xiao Yan's left face, and his entire cheek began to return to its original state.

His eyes were bloodshot and there was a grim smile on his face. The overwhelming murderous aura was as real as substance. He lifted Yelu Zhiwu's leg again, ready to hit him again.

But the latter's body was strong. Although these two sudden attacks were somewhat beyond her expectations, she could still bear it. Now her left leg wrapped around, and her long, white legs wrapped around the back of Xiao Yan's neck.

Then, he turned his waist in the air.

The latter was instantly thrown backwards by this huge force.

The two men fell to the ground at the same time, but Xiao Yan had already punched out the moment he touched the ground.

"block……"

A crack suddenly appeared on the ancient shaman mask.

Yelu Zhiwu was not angry at all. Instead, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he punched out at the same time.

The weapons of both men had been abandoned, and now they were entangled with each other again, with fist shadows densely intertwined, bringing out a series of popping sounds.

After a few rounds of fighting, Xiao Yan stopped defending himself. After taking a few punches in vain, he punched Yelu Zhiwu in the face again.

The sound of masks shattering rang out again.

But this time, her vision suddenly brightened.

Fragments flew up, and a sharp and wild face suddenly appeared.

The next moment, the face was hit by a punch again.

The two entangled figures finally separated.

"what."

Yelu Zhiwu fell out, then retreated a few steps barefoot on the ground, suddenly pulled off the strings of her cloak, and threw it aside, revealing her slender waist.

She wiped the blood from her nose and mouth, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

"That's more like it—

"Come again!"

(End of this chapter)