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Ji Miaohua smiled with satisfaction and looked back at Duanmu's rejuvenation.

Duanmu Huichun suppressed his worries and smiled, "Thousands of troops and horses are waiting for you to pass by, and I sit in the tent and wait for you to return to triumph." Every word is also a thousand jin.

Ji Miaohua engraved his smile in her heart, lifted the curtain with one hand, and left.

When the military advisor saw him coming out, he immediately whispered a long list of Western Qiang words and was angry. The other Western Qiang soldiers in the military camp all agreed loudly, and for a moment, their shouts shook the sky.

Duanmu Huichun stood in the tent, staring at the direction of the tent curtain with his eyes tightly, and his ears carefully distinguished Ji Miaohua's voice, not even letting go of breath.

It took me a long time to calm down around me.

Ji Miaohua finally spoke, her voice was lazy, as if she was looking at the enemy around her as a plant.

He also spoke Western Qiang language. After listening to Duanmu Huichun for a long time, he could only understand the words "I", "Western Qiang", "Huanghunwang", etc., but these words alone are enough to understand their meaning.

The corners of the soul king's mouth curled up slightly and he let out a sneer.

Duanmu Huichun turned to look at him, his eyes dark.

The military advisor suddenly sternly in Chinese: "My king is still in the tent, why don't we throw ourselves into a rat and be afraid of us?"

Ji Miaohua replied lazily: "My dear is also in the tent, and I am still afraid that the Soul King will not be good for him."

The military advisor seemed to be so angry that he shivered, and even the voice of his speech trembled, "You, you thief shouted to catch the thief!"

Ji Miaohua said: "If you don't believe me, ask the King of Hunhun, have I ever tied his hands and feet? Have I ever sealed his acupoints?"

The Soul King didn't say anything.

The military advisor couldn't speak. Although the Hun Soul King had also learned martial arts, he learned basic self-defense skills. How could he talk to the authentic famous children of the world like Duanmu Huichun who were walking in the world?

The soul king suddenly spoke, "No need..."

As soon as he said two words, Duanmu Huichun sealed his mute acupoint. The sentence "Don't worry about me" was cut off from his neck and throat in a waist.

The soul king stared coldly at Duanmu Huichun's eyes, which were only close at hand, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Duanmu replied calmly: "The soldiers are never tired of deceitful. The King of the Western Qiang does not even understand such a simple military strategy?"

"King?!" the military advisor shouted anxiously.

Duanmu Huichun winked at Lu Fei.

Lu Fei lifted the curtain knowingly.

Duanmu Huichun stood beside the King of Souls, looking at the anxious military, and smiled.

The military advisor said angrily: "What did you do to my king?"

Duanmu Huichun said, "I just clicked the mute hole."

The military advisor turned around and stared at Ji Miaohua, "You don't keep your word!"

Ji Miaohua sighed, "What I said just now is that I have never bound his hands and feet, nor have I touched acupoints, but I didn't say whether my kiss was a kiss."

The military advisor said: "You are despicable!"

Ji Miaohua shook her head and said, "I'm simply innocent." He looked up at Duanmu Huichun, his eyes full of accusations, "Kiss. ​​Even if you don't want me to leave, you don't have to get close to the bastard king to stimulate me. I will be sad."

Duanmu Huichun's eyes turned and said calmly: "If you are sad, you will come back without any harm."

Ji Miaohua burst out laughing, threw her eyes and said, "Little bad guy. She always tangles her so tightly."

Duanmu glanced at Lu Fei. Lu Fei tactfully put down the curtain.

Ji Miaohua shouted outside, "Ah, kiss! Don't let him touch a piece of your hair!"

After such a mess, Duanmu Huichun's nervousness disappeared a little, and he thought to himself: If Ji Miaohua falls into their hands, he is not afraid. As the military advisor said, as long as the King of Soul is in his hands, they will be afraid of the enemy and will never dare to hurt Ji Miaohua easily. What's more, since Ji Miaohua dares to boast about Haikou, he will naturally have a solution to it. He just keeps a watch on the King of Soul and the leader of the Red Sect.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the two of them.

Seeing him looking over, the Red Sect leader, whose face turned blue, immediately showed a longing expression. As the leader of the second largest sect in the Western Qiang Dynasty, being held hostage was a loss of face. Now he still asked the other party to let him relieve himself, and he was completely ashamed. But his body was incapable of helping him, so he could only hope that Duanmu Huichun could open his arms.

Duanmu saw that the great leader of the generation and the heroes of the Western Qiang fell into such a field, and he couldn't bear it, so he winked at Lu Fei.

Lu Fei understood and took out a rope from his arms to tie the leader of the Red Sect tightly. He took out a dagger and pressed it against his neck, making him dare not move, so he untied the acupoints.

As soon as the acupoint of the Red Sect leader opened, he immediately stood up, and his feet jumped towards the direction of the curtain.

"Wait." Lu Fei blocked him, "Let the people outside retreat first."

When Duanmu Huichun heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he sealed the mute hole of the leader of the Red Sect with one hand, and said deliberately: "The King of Xiqiang is anxious to pee, so we naturally need to give convenience, but we also have to ask people outside the tent to stand farther."

The leader of the Red Sect was anxious and puzzled. He was about to jump out, but Duanmu Huichun caught him back.

Duanmu Huichun pointed his acupoint again and went to see the Soul King again.

The Soul King seemed to see through his intentions, sneered, stood up and took off his robe in a few seconds.

The leader of the Red Sect then realized Duanmu Huichun's intention. It turned out that he wanted to use the Hun Soul King to restrain the military advisor. If the military advisor knew that the Hun Soul King had time to let go, he would definitely find ways to take advantage of loopholes to rescue him. If he had such a single intention, he would naturally not be able to deal with Ji Miaohua wholeheartedly.

The leader of the Red Sect and the Hun Soul King had similar figures. When he changed into the royal robe, he looked 70 to 80% similar from his back.

Duanmu Huichun saw that he was staring at the eagle head on the king's robe and was uncomfortable, and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's a small matter to get wet, but it's a big deal to be confused." He winked at Lu Fei.

Lu Fei knew it and deliberately blocked the leader of the Red Sect, lifted the curtain and exposed half of his body, observing the movements around him.

Although the military advisor was not very vocal, Duanmu was so powerful that he had heard that people around him had been mobilized, and he was secretly happy.

Lu Fei looked around and deliberately pointed at the soldiers in front of him and said in Xiqiang, "You get out of here."

The soldier looked angry.

Duanmu Huichun walked out and said lightly: "Can you want to see your king untied his clothes in front of you?"

The soldiers didn't understand what he said, so Lu Fei repeated it in Xiqiang dialect. The soldiers were even more angry. If Duanmu Huichun had not been in the hands of the hostages, they would have been afraid that they would have rushed up immediately and fought desperately.

Duanmu Huichun looked back at the leader of the Red Sect, "I wonder if the King of the Western Qiang can wait?"

In fact, after such a toss and trouble, the leader of the Red Sect had forced his urine back, but his acupoints were controlled and he had only a slight understanding of Chinese, so he could only look at him expressionlessly.

After hearing Lu Fei's retelling, the soldiers' eyes almost burst into flames.

A sudden shout came from behind them.

The soldier glared at Duanmu Huichun with a hatred, held the spear in his hand, and did not turn around, and retreated straight.

Duanmu Huichun winked at Lu Fei.

Lu Fei understood and pulled out the strongly tied leader of the Red Sect with his back to the soldiers.

The leader of the Red Sect never felt so embarrassed. Although he was controlled by others before, Duanmu Huichun was still quite polite to him on the surface, but now he is so naked that he is regarded as a prisoner. He tossed and turned Duanmu Huichun and Ji Miaohua to death, and even his ancestors were not spared.

Lu Fei grabbed him and slowly helped him take off his pants.

The Red Sect leader's face was almost redder than the red clothes he had before. He stood there for a while, but he still couldn't miss it.

Lu Fei looked at him, then looked down at him.

The leader of the Red Sect cult was chewing his teeth.

Lu Fei was silent for a while before whispering in Western Qiang language: "Don't hurry, take your time."

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Take your head slowly!

There is another general on the roster of the Red Sect leader’s swearing!

Duanmu Huichun stood in the tent, listening quietly to the movement outside. Although the soldiers outside walked left and right, they still did not move. In contrast to the tranquility around the tent, waves of roars sounded in the distance, and the sound of weapons interchanging can be vaguely heard.

The soul king sat behind the table in his middle clothes, with a mocking smile on his face from beginning to end.

The leader of the Red Sect and Lu Fei were still slowing down, and the military advisor suddenly appeared outside the camp. "Duanmu Huichun, don't you think that I will be fooled by a mere trick to lure the enemy?"

Duanmu Huichun heard his voice and calmed down, "What does the military advisor mean?"

"Not to mention whether the one standing outside is my king, you just use this trick so stupid!" The military advisor spoke very bluntly.

Lu Fei stared at him coldly and pressed his hand on the neck of the Red Sect leader.

The feeling that the leader of the Red Sect finally gathered was forced back again.

The military advisor sneered: "Don't worry. I have no interest in you or the people in your hands."

Lu Fei grabbed the leader of the Red Sect and rushed back to the camp.

If the leader of the Red Sect could speak, he would definitely shout to wear his pants! The only thing he is fortunate that the robe of the king is long enough and it is still covered.

Duanmu Huichun said: "How can the military advisor come here for free?"

The military advisor said, "If I don't come, wouldn't I let you down on your plan to restrain the troops in my hands?"

Duanmu Huichun was revealed by him, and he was not angry. He said leisurely: "The military advisor was worried too much, but I just couldn't bear to let the dignified King of Xiqiang be rude in front of others. (Search 56 Books. The library is the most stable)"

"Oh? Is it?" said the military advisor. "I deliberately mobilized the troops just now. Are you really not happy at all?"

Duanmu Huichun pretended to be surprised and said, "Have you mobilized the troops?"

The military advisor laughed and said, "Just just switch the people on the left and right wings as we do now."

Duanmu Huichun frowned, no wonder the soldiers coming and going outside did not increase their staff. He was thinking, and suddenly a deep sound of breaking wind hit the top of the tent. Without time to think, he subconsciously rushed towards the King of Xiqiang, who grabbed him and rushed to the side.
To be continued...