Amani was always jealous of Falathia's beauty and hurried to the strong man to say, "This idea is good. If this is really possible, I will believe what the wizard said. Li Deyang's eyes were low and light shot out, bent over and said respectfully; "If the Great Shanyu agrees, the villain will do it."

Touman looked at Maodun and asked, "Are you really willing?" Maodun said, "My son is loyal and filial to the Great Shanyu. Not to mention giving up a woman, he will not frown even if he gives up his life."

Touman was a little moved; "I think, let's forget it. Although the wizard can pass on the truth from the underworld, the dead will never be resurrected. The Heaven of Eternity does not give anyone the right to resurrection from the dead."

Li Deyang lowered his head and said, "Yes, a villain can only communicate with yin and yang, but it is impossible to travel through yin and yang. Please consider this clearly, the water poured out and the wall pushed to it is difficult to stand." Maodun closed his eyes and said firmly; "In order for the Great Shanyu to see who is a treacherous and who is a loyal minister, I will do whatever it takes, wizard, you should do it."

Amani sneered and said, "Come, pass on the will of the Great Chanyu, and pull out the beautiful and outstanding Falathia in his costume, beheaded and displayed in public. Hurry up, you must be faster, so that the prince will change his mind." Maodun stood there like a stone statue, as if this had nothing to do with him, but he felt that his heart could not stand the cold and freezing layer by layer.

"Slowly, slow down, I need to preside over this ceremony. Que, please forgive me. This is impossible. You must obey my arrangements from beginning to end, otherwise my witchcraft will not be able to be performed." Li Deyang said this sentence in a threatening tone.

Touman immediately nodded in support; "Yes, everything is followed by the wizard's arrangement." Amani's nostrils spurted out of his nostrils, turned to one side with a cold face, and the teeth on his right bit together fiercely, and a horizontal bar appeared on his white cheeks. Li Deyang sneered in his heart, the shameless, greedy and cruel woman, wait, you will be the next one.

"The big prince, there is no way. You have to do this in person. I will give you half an hour to gather your guard and shoot Falatiya. Everyone needs to shoot arrows. If someone does not shoot the bow and arrow in his hand, please bring his head together. During this period, everyone in the tent is not allowed to go out or make a sound, but you can watch it. The most important point-" Li Deyang stretched out a finger and looked around: "After this matter, no one is allowed to mention it to the outside world. Even a sound in the random hall will lead to an unjust soul. At that time, I can't save anyone."

All the people in the tent couldn't help but shiver. The eyes revealed an expression of great pain, as if they could communicate with Maodun's heart. However, Maodun seemed to be conscious, just looked at Li Deyang and snorted, then walked out with great strides, saying as he walked; "Half an hour, okay."

Maodun's guards gathered in less than three incense sticks. The soldiers in high-end costumes were all full of energy, waiting for Maodun to issue orders, thinking that they would let them capture the fortress or a solid fortress there. However, the task they got was to shoot their princess.

Maodun had no Falatian at all, and the scene in "The Dream of the Bridge" did not repeat itself on the desolate prairie. Perhaps Maodun could not and dared to face Falatian - the gentle and considerate wife. Perhaps Maodun was a cold-blooded and ruthless beast himself. Falatian was pulled out by a group of rough soldiers without any preparation. At that time, she was sewing a piece of sheepskin and a pair of tiger-headed shoes for the child that was about to be born. Maodun chopped her, and that glance was enough to freeze the earth, and the coldness did not contain a trace of human feelings. He ordered coldly, "Tie to the pillar, everyone retreated three feet, and those who violated the orders will not take it."

The soldiers were confused and didn't know what to say. Some people even thought that the couple had a quarrel and the eldest prince was going to whip his wife. This was also a very common thing in the Huns. Falatier was pregnant for five months, his belly was slightly raised. When he was dragged by the soldiers with barefoot, his big eyes looked at Maodun in panic. His cherry-like little mouth opened and closed, and he was trying to say anything but couldn't say it. It was like a dying person praying to God on his dying moments.

Maodun's eyes never left Falathia's face. This is the difference between ordinary people who are ordinary people in the grassland overlords. Others will definitely not bear to see his wife die tragically. Maodun is just the opposite. He must remember this beautiful face, which will be engraved in his heart forever. This woman, he once had.

Falathia thought he would be beaten, a whip for no reason. He was tied firmly to the wooden stake. But no one came to whip him. Maodun stood still and didn't speak, and she began to feel a greater suffocating threat coming towards her.

"Big Prince, I, what did I make? Do you doubt that I have anything to do with other men - I don't, I have your child in my belly - he is moving, he is kicking me -" Falathia said as she burst into tears, and even the hearts of the soldiers lined up in an orderly manner were like the steel in the furnace began to melt and soften.

"Big Prince, can you not listen to the slander of villains. The eagle can prove my chastity. The child in my belly is your biological flesh and blood." Falathia was clearly aware of the crisis she was facing at this moment. She didn't understand how she could fall into such a bad luck. Child, child, she couldn't help crying. "No, no, you can't do this. I, I have never made any mistakes. Please forgive me, husband--"

Maodun was like a stone sculpture, and the lines on her face were as stiff as carved from a knife. She didn't move, and she didn't say a word. Her eyes were not moved. Only her brain was moving, and her heart was moving. She kept all Falatiya's expressions and movements in her heart one by one, and then tried hard to block the blood hole in her heart, so that the hot heat would not flow into her eye sockets and flow out.

"Warriors, line up and retreat, and form a formation three steps away! Archers are ready!" Maodun emphasized as firm, as decisive as before, without any slackness, and without any trembling or trembling. If Wang Zhu was present, he would definitely think that he was a robot.

"Falatia, goodbye forever!" Maodun said this in his heart.

"I'm pregnant with your child, that poor child-" Farathia began to become hysterical. Even if she died, give her a damn reason. "Maoton, you are a bastard, why did you do this? I seduced that man, you brought him, I confronted him - my child-" The voice thrust the heart, and penetrated the eardrum into my mind, and everyone's heads seemed to be about to explode.

"Let the arrow" Maodun spit out the order word by word, and put down his thick right arm with leather armor.

"Swoosh swosh swosh swosh swosh" a thousand arrows, at the same time, at the same speed, shot towards the beautiful barefoot once noble and completely innocent princess, Falathia, who was pregnant with a child, and lost all her life. Because the first arrow was shot by Maodun himself. He aimed at Falathia's eyebrows. There was a fatal place. He didn't want her to suffer more.

Nearly a thousand feather arrows shot on a person, and the man's tragic situation was imagined. Falathia turned into a pile of rotten flesh, and the white eagle decomposed her beautiful body. Almost every inch of her skin was dancing, and the gastrointestinal flow was everywhere. Blood dyed the ground within a mile of radius red, and blood and flesh were thrown under the wooden pillars piece by piece. It was a terrible sight, a terrible sight-

Maodun was thinking in his heart, was that child, a boy or a girl.

Nearly a thousand feather arrows, that is, not a whole thousand feather arrows, and a large number of people did not shoot the arrows in their hands.

The wizard Li Deyang looked coldly next to him. He pulled out all the soldiers who did not shoot arrows, a total of 120. One hundred and twenty people did not shoot the arrows in their hands. Maodun was very fucking annoyed, almost reaching a crazy level. According to the wizard, the heads of these people should be watched together and then the court will be carried out.

One hundred and twenty heads were pressed on the ground by their comrades and fell to the ground in an instant. Maodun announced in announcing that this was the consequence of not observing military orders. Others witnessed everything that was terrible and suddenly turned into an alarm clock with a tight clock. Suddenly, Maodun shot another arrow at Frantia's corpse. Then, thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, and eight hundred and eighty feather arrows hit the target again, shooting the originally rotten corpse even more terrible.

Li Deyang noticed that everyone released the feather arrows in their hands, and no one dared to be so slightest. This shows that Maodun's whistle arrow array has been successfully practiced.

Li Deyang leaned into Maodun's ear and muttered a few words in a low voice, and immediately turned back to the handsome tent. Maodun's face suddenly turned red, which was caused by excitement.

One hundred and twenty heads, and Falathiahua made a pool of meat paste, were placed in the handsome tent. The arrogant Amani was the first to be unable to bear the horror in front of him and vomited in horror in the corner of the wall. Even Touman, who had fought, narrowed his eyes slightly and said sternly, "Witcher, you can do it." The implication is very clear. If so many people have been sacrificed, if Li Deyang's approach fails, he will die more miserable than these people.

Li Deyang would not fail. He inherited a witchcraft from his father from the Central Plains and from the ancient Wei Kingdom. In fact, it is not a witchcraft, it is just an "odd skills". During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, King Li of Zhou believed that the wizards of Wei Kingdom were the most powerful wizards in the world. The magic weapon for these wizards to make a living is just this kind of odd skills that can imitate everyone's words.

Li Deyang smiled confidently and said, "It's not OK yet, the ceremony cannot begin yet. I need sixty-four candlesticks, place the Bagua position here, one hundred and twenty heads, and fifteen beside each candlestick. This is used to intimidate the evil ghosts in hell. Once I start doing it, the world in front of me will be the same as the region, there are boundless yellow sand, magma, three-eyed evil dogs, and four-headed evil ghosts. I can't let them jump out and hurt the Great Shanyu, so I want to be subordinates.

The more Tuman listened, the more interesting it became. Unexpectedly, he could see the scenery of hell with his own eyes in his lifetime. He quickly ordered everyone to follow Li Deyang's instructions to recruit. So, the direction of the gossip, the candlestick and the heads were all neatly placed in the wide handsome tent, and the bloody smell and the smell of ignorant oil on the candlestick were mixed together, which made people vomit. The terrifying atmosphere made the timid man's long hair stand up and his pores closed. Falathia's body was placed in the middle, which was the location of the Nine Palaces, which was the most important. Li Deyang began to want to do it. Of course, these things were all fake, and he didn't know how to do it at all, nor did he know how to summon souls.

Li Deyang pulled out a white sword from his waist, and the blade was very thin, as if it came from the Central Plains. Who is still interested in these things now? His hands kept changing their handprints, muttering words. The lights on the candlestick flickered and darkened under the breeze, as if it was a scene of coming in the underworld. Some of the people present were approaching their eyes and did not dare to watch them, while others were just the opposite, with their eyes wide open and their eyes were not turned around and their eyes were unwilling to leave for a moment. Li Deyang's handprint skills were learned from alchemists in the Central Plains. They were not very popular at that time. It was probably invented by Xu Fu, Hou Sheng and Lu Sheng. It was really suitable to be used to bluff people. Qin Shihuang was deceived, let alone the uneducated Xiongnu Chanyu.

Li Deyang suddenly said, "No, if something goes wrong, Dulan will rebel. Be careful." Then, Dulan's hoarse and chaotic screams came from the tent: "Damn, bastard, is your ugly woman sent by the old Touman? I want to eat you, no, I want to go out, I want to eat both Touman and Maodun. Both of these father and son are fucking bastards. I just embezzled 100,000 gold and silver. Amanique

More corruption was made. He received more than one million gold from the prince of Yan. He also slept with that beautiful young man. Why did he let me be a scapegoat? Since you are here, I will ask you to repay me. I will insult you——” Then he heard Falathia's begging, the sound of tearing clothes, the shouts of despair, the sound of whining saliva, and the last of Dulan's howlings represent victory like a beast.

"Mao Dun, you fuck you, I'm riding your woman. How about it? How about you, how about you, damn it, it's pretty good. I'll go out and eat your father and son now." Then somehow, a gust of cold wind blew up, and three or four of the sixty-four candlesticks were extinguished. The bloody tent immediately seemed like hell, gloomy and cold. Everyone was chilling and retreating step by step.

Li Deyang shouted loudly, "The big thing is wrong. Dulan colluded with the corrupt officials in hell, and they were about to break through my formation and jump out. Da Shanyu, I can't stop him." Li Deyang's sword kept swaying in the air, as if it was being pulled left and right by a powerful and invisible force, and it was like a vibration of a drum skin.

"Hurry, come and protect the enemy, rely on the enemy to protect the enemy - "The terrifying atmosphere of Touman has to believe Li Deyang's statement.

Li Deyang shouted loudly, "No, everyone goes out, no one can come in. Dulan brought the ghost soldiers of hell, with a total of ten thousand soldiers and horses in the mortal world that could not be stopped. Listen, listen to the galloping and roaring sounds of thousands of horses-"The sound of the scattered horses and the sound of heavy rain hooves on the ground came quickly and got closer and closer.

Maodun pulled out his sword and stood in front of Touman, picking eyes at Li Deyang, then what do you think you should do?

Li Deyang said, "Let your 880 guards enter the tent and stand in front of my Bagua Altar. There are 110 people in each direction, one cannot be more or one cannot be less. Everyone will do what I said and will definitely be safe and escape this disaster."

Amani shouted, "This is not OK, this does not comply with the rules. According to the rules, the prince's guards cannot enter the Grand Chanyu's commander's tent."

Touman snorted angrily and shouted sternly, "Woman*, I will make you pay the price." Amani remembered at this time, and his face suddenly turned pale when the confession of "Dulan" just now; "Da Shanyu, this is fake, these are fake, don't believe them--"

Touman's opinion, these could not be fake. Because the voice just now was indeed Dulan's loud voice like a pig. Apart from Dulan, there was no other person who could make it. Moreover, the woman who was insulted in hell was indeed the poor Falatier. Others could not imitate the heartbroken voice of Qiqiai Ai.

Touman shouted loudly, "Witcher, hurry up and call everyone to protect him, let them come in with weapons, and shoot these ghost soldiers to death. Now I finally know who is a loyal minister and who is a treacherous man, hurry up."

Li Deyang found an opportunity to give Maodun a color. Maodun took a big step and rushed out of the commander's tent and waved to the guards. The guards and the fierce horses ran over: "Enter the commander's tent, bring a bow and arrow, guard Shanyu, and obey the wizard's arrangement."

Li Deyang first arranged the directions of these people and arranged them neatly, the sound of horse hooves in the underworld had already come closer.

"No further ado, good hunters will definitely open their doors before the prey arrives. Everyone will open their bows and arrows and prepare to shoot. By the way, Prince Maodun, you seem to be the commander."

"Of course, in order to protect the Grand Chanyu and the ministers in the account, I, Maodun, do whatever it takes. Even if I want me to die, I will be willing." Li Deyang thought to himself, you are a loyal minister and a good actor. He is starting to regret it now, Maodun has been supported. This person is too dangerous and too cruel.

"Maoton tightened his bowstring and pointed it at the body of Falathia in the middle of the gossip. According to the wizard, there is the entrance and exit of hell: "Prepare to shoot arrows - shoot arrows -"

"Chir!" With a shrill sound, Maodun suddenly turned around and shot the arrow at the fat big Shanyu Touman sitting on the tiger skin throne behind him.

In an instant, all the soldiers in the guards who had tensed their nerves and had their clockwork tightened. The conditioned reflex generally refers to all the arrows in their hands following Maodun's whistle arrows and shot at Touman-(To be continued)
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