I just asked casually. But there is a question. Marquis Wen lives alone on weekdays. Except for going to the palace to meet the emperor, he rarely appears in the Shendu City. The Tianshi Mansion is very cautious, and it is not easy to kill him.

Wuming said that this may be the case in normal times. These days, he trained slaves in the hunting horse farm and prepared to participate in the Ghost Nuo Festival gladiator competition. The opportunity was much better than before.

I asked Wuming, Wen Hou was the Great Zhou Tianshi. How powerful is his martial arts? How compared with your brother?

Wumingdao: Three points of the skill of killing rely on martial arts, six points of wisdom, and one point of luck. I believe that with your ability, you will never be stupid enough to rush to him and assassinate him.

I sighed, would you kill me if we don’t agree? But if we kill him, how can you guarantee not to kill us?

Wuming said that I swear in the name of Emperor Wu.

I curled my lips and said, "Now I vow that this thing is the most valuable thing, I bought dozens of kilograms for ten cents on the street. Wuming's face darkened. Are you trying to force me to kill you now?"

I said there is a condition. If we kill Hou Wen, you must find a way to help us rescue Chunyu Mingyue.

When I returned to the inn, it was already early in the morning. Liu Qingfeng got a pile of paper money from somewhere, and while burning it, he said, "Three Views, I'm sorry for you, you shouldn't have let you face Wuming alone. I'll burn this money for you. When I get there, I'll lack food and drink. You can tell me if you want to dream of it."

I stepped forward and kicked the paper money away. Did you pretend to be asleep? Liu Qingfeng said I knew that Wuming would not attack you easily. He didn't think about who your master is!

I said that although he didn't kill me, he forced us to kill Wen Hou, which was no different from going to die. Liu Qingfeng said that he thought we had a high martial arts skills, but last night I met Wu's surname and realized that I was a frog in the well.

I joked, "Aren't you crying and shouting to come to Northern Zhou and killing Wuming, why are you admitting your conscience now?" Liu Qingfeng smiled, one at a time and another. My advantage is that I am more rational, able to recognize the situation clearly, and will not be shaken by external things.

I said I'll take on the job of killing Wen Hou.

Liu Qingfeng said, that's the Ming Dynasty's national master. We are not professional in assassination work. Why don't you pack your luggage and leave here quickly?

Uh, I decided to tell the truth. Chunyu Mingyue was captured by the people of Wen Hou. Wuming said that Wen Hou would burn her to death on the Ghost Nuo Festival and offer sacrifices to the Ghost King.

When Liu Qingfeng heard this, he almost jumped up. What? He turned around and went back to the house, pulled out the Lu Long sword, and was about to find Wen Hou to fight desperately.

I stopped me, and the Tianshi Mansion is full of talents and experts. Are you famous for your rationality? Liu Qingfeng shows that Yue was arrested, so I can't control so many.

I said again, we are not professional in assassination, so we should pack our luggage and leave. Liu Qingfeng swears that he would not rescue Mingyue, not kill Wen Hou, and even beat me to death.

Liu Qingfeng calmed down, and we decided to make a long-term plan, found the big joy, asked for a map of Wen Hou's mansion, and inquired about Wen Hou's personality, temper, and living habits.

As Liu Qingfeng said, murder is a technical job. In the next two days, we will fully understand the basic situation of Wen Hou, and even know when he will urinate and defecate. The more we know, the more we will be sure of the assassination plan.

After two consecutive days of observation, Wen Hou went out every day at Mao hour and headed to the hunting horse farm outside the city.

We picked up the form and wrote the cannon fodder contract at the back, which was densely filled with fly head small regular script and wrote several contract terms.

cannon fodder?

There were seven or eight people selected together, one of whom was thin and looked like a young man with no power. Dongfang Buliang was called. He only found out when he chatted on the road that someone in his family was seriously ill and had no money to see a doctor. Then he sold himself to the Tianshi Mansion to participate in the Guinuo Street Ghostbuster Competition.

Liu Qingfeng was able to negotiate with him. What is our cannon fodder contract?

Dongfang Buliang smiled bitterly and said, "Our contract is to be a gladiator for the Tianshi Mansion, but it is actually a human-sea tactic that consumes cannon fodder from other gladiators." If we really go to the arena, it is still hard to say whether we can survive the first round."

Liu Qingfeng said that my brother had never participated in the gladiator competition, so I might as well say it and listen to it.

Dongfang Buliang briefly talked about the rules of the Gladiator Competition.

It turns out that the Ghost Nuo Festival Gladiator Competition is the most passionate part. The eight nobles from the Shendu City and all over the country sent eight teams of gladiators, each with fifty people stationed in all directions of the square. Each side had a yellow corner flag and a red flag in the center.

The eight teams fought each other, on the one hand, they must ensure that the yellow flag is not lost, and on the other hand, they must strive for the red flag. Even if the yellow flag is lost, all the gladiator teams will be killed. In addition, only the teams that win the red flag can win.

Liu Qingfeng asked, "In this case, everyone will only guard the yellow flag and ensure that they will not lose it. Let the stronger side seize the red flag. Isn't it okay?"

Dongfang Buliang said that if this is true, it would be easier, but the rule is that only by winning more than three yellow flags can one be qualified to compete for the red flag.

I said, wouldn’t there be more than three teams that were destroyed no matter what?

Dongfang Buliang continued: So we signed a life-and-death contract. The training cost of gladiators in the noble family is extremely expensive. In a team, there are only more than ten real gladiators. People like us who are temporarily hired, they only use cannon fodder for those real gladiators in the early stage, consuming the opponent's physical strength, so they are called cannon fodder contracts. However, once they win, the treatment is also generous. The last champion was the Sand Army of the Wanyan family. Everyone who survived was rewarded with 100 taels of silver. Even if they were killed in battle, they would have fifty taels of pension.

I glanced at Liu Qingfeng and stretched out my hand and said, Hello, cannon fodder! Liu Qingfeng laughed, you are okay, cannon fodder!

When the middle-aged man saw us playing behind, he threw a whip and hit Dongfang Buliang's head. Why did he make a noise? Dongfang Buliang covered his forehead and blood flowed.

Liu Qingfeng was about to make a comeback, but was grabbed by Dongfang Bubai.

When they arrived at the hunting horse farm, the middle-aged man rode on the horse and ordered everyone to stand in a row, saying, "My name is Xie Long, nicknamed Death God. From today on, you will be a member of the Black Pearl Army of the Tianshi Mansion. Remember, your role is cannon fodder! Your mission is to be cannon fodder!

I muttered, and Xie Long heard it, you, leave the list.

I stood still and didn't move, the rest of the people took a step back and looked at me gloatingly.

What did you say just now?

I glanced at him and said, "Instructor, I said I have a friend whose name is somewhat similar to yours."

There are many people in the world who share names and surnames, let alone similarities. By the way, what is your friend’s name?

I said Xie Delong, but your name is Xie Long, and there is a De in your name.

Xie Long nodded, I was unethical, and after careful consideration, it was wrong, I just whipped it out. I grabbed it casually, pulled it hard, pulled Xie Long off the horse, and threw a dog to chew on the grass.

Xie Long was covered in dirt and was furious. He got up and turned against you!

I said to the instructor, we are here to be cannon fodder, not to be here to argue.

Xie Long's eyes were rolling around, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He nodded, but unexpectedly he was still a thorny head, waiting for you to feel better.

Someone came over not far away and said thank you, coach, and Mr. Wen is invited.

We looked around and saw a middle-aged man in a big red robe standing in the distance outside the enclosure, with a few people following him. The middle-aged man in a red robe had a handsome appearance, fair skin, and a feminine face. If he hadn't heard of it, he would have thought he would have been a woman.

Liu Qingfeng came over and said, "This man's martial arts skills are no less than Wu's surname." I nodded and said, "The two guards beside him are all first-class masters." Even if he is alone, we may not be able to keep him."

Xie Long ran over and knocked to the ground, paying homage to Lord Tianshi.

Wen Hou spoke softly and said softly, how are you ready?

Xie Long said that more than a dozen big fighters were training alone, and today they have a new batch of cannon fodder, with a few thorns, and the man is preparing to repair it.

Wen Hou said that it is okay to repair it, don’t kill anyone, after all, it costs money. Good steel is used on the blade, and even if you die, you will die in the arena.

Xie Longlian followed suit and said that the Tianshi taught him the most. Marquis Wen told him a few words and said he wanted to see the training of the big fighters and took a few people away.

Liu Qingfeng mocked, "I can't even stand the look of this grandson being humble. Wen Hou is so delicate and tender. I heard that he is good at dual cultivation. It's not something that both men and women can take. By the way, Liu Qingfeng slapped his thigh and forgot something."

What

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I was in a hurry to leave today, and I forgot to check out the inn. There is also a deposit.

I said that you are so frivolous that I have been mistaken for you all year round. I have asked someone to send a message to Daxi to help him watch the horses.

Liu Qingfeng said, suddenly remembered that your birthday seemed to be coming soon, and I had prepared a gift for you.

I said that the sun came out from the west, and Liu Qingfeng actually wanted to buy me a birthday gift!

Liu Qingfeng scratched his head, it was not expensive. A few days ago, he passed by a street stall and saw a book called "Using Punctuation Marks" and was about to buy it and give it to you.

roll!

We were arranged in a training ground in the northeast of the paddock. There were three high walls on the training ground and one was a steep cliff. The guards were tightly guarded and were not afraid of anyone running away.

As long as Liu Qingfeng and I are willing, we will probably run away from the cliff with the laws of space we have learned. However, the agreement with Emperor Wu now forces us to calm down and look for opportunities.

When we arrived at dinner time, we were taken to a restaurant, and more than a dozen big dumps were dining not far away. When Liu Qingfeng saw the food, we had ordinary vegetarian soup, brown rice, and each person had a piece of meat. The big dumps there were enough beef and mutton. He felt extremely unbalanced and shouted that we wanted to improve the food.

Xie Long stepped forward and knocked Liu Qingfeng's meal box over. Do you want to rebel? Several big fights came over, and they all looked like they were masters of the fourth and fifth grades. They were full of murderous aura. They came up and snatched the meat from the bowls of everyone, but they were still on the ground.

Xie Long pointed at Liu Qingfeng, listen, it’s because of this kid, you have no meat to eat tonight!

Xie Long gave a few instructions to the fighters, and vaguely said that no matter what screams inside, he would not open the door. After that, he turned around and went out.

The cannon fodders looked at Liu Qingfeng with anger on their faces, saying that it would be good to eat. If you make such a fuss, everyone will have no meat to eat.

Xie Long was quite insidious. He came up and gave everyone a warning and isolated Liu Qingfeng. He was originally a big fight to cause trouble, but Liu Qingfeng caused trouble.

A man covered in scars came to Liu Qingfeng and said, "You guy is pretty good." I don't know if your eggs are hard or not."

Liu Qingfeng clasped his fists with the cannon fodder and said, I'm sorry.

The scar man said, "Why are you deaf when you ask me? Liu Qingfeng said I'll discuss something with you."

What's the matter? Let's go!

Liu Qingfeng said, I have anorexia and I have to eat meat to cure it.

A few big fighters laughed, are you crazy?

The scar man said, you offended Teacher Xie and want to eat meat. Okay, I'll let you eat meat! I'll pick up a chicken leg and throw it on the ground. He said to Liu Qingfeng, eating meat, right? Eat it on the ground!

I reached out to pick up the chicken legs, and wiped them a few times in the sludge. I said that such a good thing would be thrown on the ground, which was a waste.

The scar man said, you are the guy who made Teacher Xie make a fool of himself today. I said it was grandpa, what are you?

The scar man said, "I am the Dragon Slaying Word, and I have a name and a surname, not something. No, your fucking thing is not something. Brothers, beat him up."

Screaming in pain, Dragon Slaughtering Road was chased by Liu Qingfeng and I, and ran to the restaurant door, smashing the door and shouting, "Open the door, open the door!"

The door is always closed.

We both put a few big fights to the ground, and our throats were hoarse when we screamed, and we lay on the ground pretending to be dead. Liu Qingfeng asked with a smile, can we eat meat?

The dragon slaying is silent.

Liu Qingfeng got a kitchen knife from the kitchen and came to the Dragon Slaying Road. Can you eat meat? Dragon Slaying Road shouted like a pig, "You can eat, you can eat!"
To be continued...