Hidden Blade Chapter 183: Break plan

Cui Ting frowned as he looked at the man who was slowly pushed forward.

He didn't know what the man had said to the remnants of Dahuangcheng, but he didn't know whether it was his instinct or his fear of man's instinct. He was a little disturbed. The gaze toward the man also narrowed at that time, and the color of vigilance flickered in the slit of the eye.

Finally, Mu Ji came to him, came to the front of 200,000 Da Xia Tieqi.

He stopped about ten feet away from Cui Ting, his eyes narrowed as well, but he didn't say anything in the first place.

The fire light illuminates Mu Ji's side face in the darkness. He is like an evil beast, watching his prey at night. His eyes were cold and merciless, as if everything was in his pocket. Cui Ting's heart was even more disturbed. He winked at the soldier behind Mu Ji, trying to get some clues about the conversation just now from his mouth.

But I don't know if the night is too dark, the other party hasn't seen it clearly, or hasn't understood his meaning at all. The soldier who had always been alert, did not respond to Cui Ting in the first place.

"Does the King of Northern Jiang speak about the remnants of the Dahuang City?" In desperation, Cui Ting could only step forward alone, breaking the silence between the two.

"No." Mu Ji shook his head, the light in his eyes was low.

Although Cui Ting regrets this result, it is still in his expectation.

"It seems that today is inevitable a fight." Cui Ting said with deep eyes.

The corners of Mu Ji's mouth rose slightly at that time, and he laughed: "Of course it can."

After having been in contact with Muji for so long, Cui Ting seemed to be the first time he saw this king of Northern Xinjiang with a smile on his face.

He was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "Then what should I do?"

"It depends on Cui Guozhu's determination."

Sixty thousand remnants of the Yellow City, although the combat power is not good now, with a little training, these tens of thousands of elite archers with Daxia Iron Cavaliers are definitely enough to become a nightmare for any army. Thinking of this, Cui Ting knew that Muji would not help herself so easily, but still could not contain the greed in her heart. At that time, she asked: "How should I do it?"

"Guo Zhu only needs to let these 200,000 Great Xia Tieqi kill himself. Isn't this fighting unavoidable?" Mu Ji said like this, with a brilliant smile on his face, as if he was telling something. A thing that makes people very happy.

Cui Ting thought about the so-called methods in the mouth of countless Mu Ji, but he really did not expect that Mu Ji would say such a thing.

So much so that he was unavoidably stunned at that time, and only recovered after ten breaths.

Then, Lord Guozhu suddenly laughed.

He laughed happily.

"When did Prince Mu like to tell such jokes?" He asked, the beard on the corner of his mouth shaking, obviously it was difficult to suppress his smile.

"Guo Zhu thinks, do I seem to be joking?" Mu Ji asked lightly, but his dull eyes reflected a dazzling light in the dense night.

Cui Ting was stunned again.

He looked at Mu Ji, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and his expression suddenly became cold.

"Does the king of Northern Xinjiang mean to break with my Daxia? Or does he decide to be loyal to the decadent dynasty that ruined your Mujia family?"

"Mu has never been loyal to anyone, and Mu is only loyal to himself." Mu Ji shook his head, and replied.

These words almost clarified his position in front of Cui Ting.

"Cui had always thought that Lord Mu was a wise man, but now it seems that Cui was wrong." Cui Ting shook his head with regret. Of course he wondered why Mu Ji Da Xia had done so much and temporarily changed the door, what good would this do to Mu Ji? But now that Mu Ji has torn his face, then Mu Ji is his enemy, and his doubts are suppressed, because these are not important at this time, all he needs is to use the 200,000 army of iron cavalry behind him to completely tear it apart. The flesh and blood of a group of people in Dahuang City, including Muji, wiped out all threats and uncertainties in the cradle.

Chopping weeds and roots.

This is the creed Cui Guozhu has always pursued.

"Cleverness has always been wronged by cleverness. Mu Mou dare not be it. Let Cui Guozhu do it himself." Mu Ji said, and then he stretched out his hand and slowly took it out of his arms. Things are placed on one's knees.

It was a blood-red fleshy ball with dark red blood vessels densely covered with purple halos. The fleshy ball's body swelled and shrank over time, as if it was breathing. That meat ball was unexpectedly a living thing.

Cui Ting's eyes condensed, and his expression shook.

"The female worm of red thread sleep!" He involuntarily let out an exclamation, his face full of horror.

"The things left over from the previous dynasty were obtained by Mu Mou by chance." Mu Ji reached out his hand and stroked the disgusting meat ball, and said faintly.

Cui Ting suddenly realized that, pointing to Muji, he stuttered and said: "It's difficult...it's impossible...you give me..."

"Cui Guozhu, don't forget that after entering Jizhou, I will be responsible for Xia Jun's food and grass." Mu Ji did not give Cui Ting a chance to speak. After he finished speaking, the light in his eyes lit up, stroking The meat ball's hand suddenly moved at an extremely fast speed, and it was spotted at certain positions on the meat ball's body.

That is the technique of motivating the mother worm, so as to control the worms and the creatures parasitized by the quilt worms.

It's just that the Red Line Mian, which had nearly destroyed the 200,000 shepherd's army, was urged at this moment, but the 200,000 cavalry behind Cui Ting remained motionless like a sculpture.

"Huh?" Obviously this situation was beyond Mu Ji's expectation, and his brow furrowed.

The tight look on Cui Guozhu's face suddenly relaxed~IndoMTL.com~ The frowning brow stretched out, and the look of horror changed to mockery.

He laughed again.

"It turns out that this red thread sleep is the last card of your prince shepherd. It's really powerful. I thought that the relic of the previous dynasty had been extinct, but I didn’t want to see it in the hands of the prince. It made Cui grow well. Some insight." Cui Ting said with a big smile.

Faced with Cui Ting's mockery, Mu Ji was stunned, but soon his face returned to Gu Bo's calm look.

He slowly retracted the meat ball, raised his eyes to look at Cui Ting, and asked suspiciously: "Why?"

"Before the saint came up, he repaired a book to me, taught me everything to follow you, and everything to prevent you. I have sent people to smoke the food and grass you provided with secret methods. Your red thread sleeper is estimated to be early I died in this way." Cui Ting said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Muji. He wanted to see what the expression on the face of the king of northern borders would be when he was desperate. Cui Ting thought it should be a very interesting scene.

"Is that so?" But to Cui Ting's disappointment, even now, there is still no panic on the face of the northern king. He just nodded faintly, and sighed sincerely: "It is said that the hero of Li Yulin is not inferior to Li Wenjing, the first emperor of Great Xia. Now it seems that this statement is true."

Muji's calmness made Cui Ting a little annoyed. He felt that this was Muji's mystery, or his contempt for him.

As one of the few Guozhu in Daxia, he couldn't bear such a treatment.

At that time, a grinning smile appeared on Cui Ting's face.

"The saint is naturally the male lord, but it is a pity that Lord Mu chose the wrong lord."

"Come here, take down the first level of King Shepherd for me, and send it to the Holy One!"

He drank it like this, and dozens of soldiers with condensed aura stepped out behind him, aggressively slaying toward Muji.