One, two, three, four, five and six are actually red ghosts.

At this time, the middle-aged man in gray robe felt a chill on his back. He whispered: I originally felt that my little brother must be a member of the same group as the master of ghosts. I never expected that you can control so many powerful people.

Ghost, young and amazing.

Uncle, you don’t need to praise me so much. Guan Heng smiled slightly: Since you are not here to help the Moudu tribe, we can’t be called enemies for the time being. In Xiaguan Heng, I haven’t asked my senior Gao’s name yet.

When he said this, Guan Heng clasped his fists and bowed his hands in salute, and secretly restrained the six ghosts, making them restrain their momentum and slowly shrink back behind him, thereby showing that there was no obvious hostility.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in gray robe couldn't help but nodded secretly, admiring that although the other party was young and possessed of superb strength, he was not arrogant or impetuous and could be kind to others. He immediately smiled and replied: "It turns out to be little brother Guan Heng, my name is, because

I feel ashamed of my ancestors and gave up on it many years ago. Just call me Jiang.

It turned out to be Uncle Jiang. Guan Heng scratched his head at this moment and said: Uncle Jiang, what I heard from you just now is that you want to use the opportunity of the two tribes to go to war in Songuo Mountain to let your ghosts feast on the corpses. That's it.

right

Yes, that's what I meant. The gray-robed man Jiang asked: Why do you want to stop me, Brother Guan?

No, no, no, I don't mean that at all.

Guan Heng waved his hands and said with a smile: As the saying goes, after a large army, there will be a great epidemic. But after a large-scale fighting, there will definitely be countless corpses. If not dealt with in time, the rotting corpses will spread the epidemic and the disease will appear.

Ghouls are everywhere causing trouble for the living. I think it is a good thing if you let the ghosts eat the excess corpses.

Ugh, I've never heard such a thorough analysis.

A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Jiang's face. He said: And in the past, I only thought of letting ghosts eat corpses, but I didn't realize the deeper meaning. Haha, little brother, you are very smart.

I really admire you more and more.

Having said this, the man in gray robe clasped his fist at Guan Heng: Then, I will take my leave first.

Guan Heng saw that he was leaving, so he raised his voice and asked: Hey, Uncle Jiang, don't you want to stay and watch the fun?

Hahaha, if the Weishui tribe has your help in this battle, they will definitely win. Such a simple ending has made me lose interest in watching the battle.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang's figure had slowly disappeared on the forest path: I won't show up until tomorrow to clean up the corpses of those idiots in the Moudu tribe, and say thank you to Patriarch Xu Fei for me.

Corpses entertain my ghostly creatures.

Hehehe, I have met more and more fellow ghost messengers recently. Guan Heng watched Jiang's back disappear, and then said to himself: It's time for me to return to the Weishui tribe village.

At the same time, Han Zheng, the leader of the Moudu tribe who led more than a thousand of his men to ambush around Songguo Mountain, heard the bad news. Han Zheng sent to the narrow channel of the canyon to retrieve the stolen armor and had just returned.

Let me tell you that the cave where the soldiers were hidden completely collapsed and nothing can be taken out.

In addition, Han Zheng waited and waited, but did not see the insiders lurking in the Weishui tribe villages lighting up torches and sending out signals. Now he did not know whether Zhu had dropped scorpion poison into the water source, and he was really worried.

Chief, it seems that the allies of other small tribes have begun to withdraw. At this time, an elder carrying a giant blade came over and whispered: There is no signal from the mountain so far, otherwise, we will also withdraw.

shut up

The furious Han Zheng threw away his hand and gave the other party a slap in the face. He shouted at the top of his lungs: I have been waiting for ten years to wait for the day to attack the Weishui tribe. Now you actually ask me to retreat and mess up my military morale. What do you want to do?

What

The more Qiang Hanzheng talked, the angrier he became. He suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and swung it at the opponent: Useless trash, I'll kill you first to stabilize people's hearts.

When a heavy halberd suddenly came from the diagonal thrust and caught Han Zheng's long sword, another elder hurriedly advised: Patriarch, please calm down. Elder Tang suddenly made a mistake. He has been loyal to you for many years, please ask the patriarch to spare him once.

Elder Tang, who felt he had made a mistake, also quickly said: Patriarch, please forgive me, my subordinates will never dare to do it again.

Bah, you loser. When the war starts later, I will let you be the first to rush forward. Han Zheng spat hard on the ground and turned away angrily.

Elder Tang was holding back his anger secretly, and the veins on his forehead were popping. He thought to himself: Han Zheng, you crazy dog, I will see how you can't die well.

At this moment, a member of the Moudu tribe came striding from a distance. He shouted: Report to the chief, there is a torch signal on the mountain.

Great. After hearing this, Han Zheng was overjoyed. He immediately raised his sword and shouted to everyone behind him: Come with me and fight into the Weishui tribe. The more you kill, the more you kill. You will be rewarded. Kill no one left behind.

The Moudu tribe army, which had been killing and charging for half the night, finally found an outlet to vent their anger. They raised their weapons and howled towards the mountains.

At this moment, Guan Heng was with Xu Fei, the leader of the Weishui tribe. The two were chatting in the secret underground forging room of his house.

Oops, I seemed to hear someone shouting for death from down the mountain. Guan Heng smiled and said to Xu Fei: It seems that the torch signal sent by Zhu Ping really worked.

Fortunately, this Zhu Ping still has a trace of conscience and has not poisoned the water source in the village. Now he helps us lure those bastards from the Moudu tribe up the mountain. Hehe, now the other side will be in trouble.

Xu Fei touched the short beard under his chin, and then said: Hey, let's not mention that. Brother Agou and my nephews have settled the above matters enough. I have to thank you for opening the door this time.

I got the key to the copper box back. Otherwise, if I want to see the bronze monument next time, I will have to smash the box.

Hehehe, you're welcome, it's just a matter of convenience.

Guan Heng said: By the way, I heard the chief Fengpeng of the Bainan tribe say that you are best at forging boxes for placing various weapons. The Snow-like bow and arrows I have on my body. The Hongyun Sword Jumang Sword just needs one.

How about the copper box of bow and sword? Is Xu Clan Chief willing to help?

This is it

Xu Fei was reselling Guan Zi at this time, his eyes kept moving around, and he seemed to be a little hesitant. Guan Heng immediately saw what the other person was thinking, and immediately took out a bamboo tube from his arms with a smile and handed it over: Here,
Chapter completed!