Chapter 133

"No!" Thinking of the dream he had just had, Feng Qingge's face sank even more, Mu Cangyun had better stay in Jianshan to cultivate, and couldn't leave this Jianshan!

"Don't worry, I have my own way to deal with it. To get out of Jianshan, I have to pass through Jiancheng over there. It's getting late today, so we are resting in Jiancheng." Touching Feng Qingge's little head, Mu Cangyun opened the curtain , looked at the people who were escorting them outside, and said indifferently: "After arriving at Jiancheng, you can leave."

"Yes!" The neat and orderly team responded, completely different from other escort teams.

Feng Qingge's eyes lit up even more, these people actually had a sense of death in their bodies! As an agent of the 21st century, she has been trained in the army since she was a child, and has cultivated the passion of a man. She has joined the organization of supernatural agents, and has been tasked with robbery all year round, and her hands have long been covered with blood. If it wasn't for her to learn cooking, she had to suppress her own death spirit, and she might be exactly the same as these people now, with a death spirit that makes people timid.

These people are not easy.

"Wait a minute, Mu Cangyun, they escorted us all the way. It was getting late, so let them stay at the inn with us to rest. How can they drive them away so quickly." Hehe smiled, Feng Qingge's bright eyes Look at these people.

The city gate in front of you slowly opened, and the two big characters like dragons and phoenixes were covered with golden lacquer. Above the city gate, the guards were tense one by one. Seeing that such a team was about to enter the city gate, the brave archers immediately stepped forward and aimed at the people below.

Feng Qingge felt that the faces of these people turned black, and a dark aura of death erupted, obviously angry.

"Take back your bows and arrows, otherwise, kill without mercy!" The leading black-clothed guard raised his head coldly, raised the token in his hand coldly, and said coldly: "The Iron-blooded Legion has been ordered to escort His Royal Highness King Cen, so it's not good. Open the door!"

Jagged Legion!

The air-conditioned general twitched the corner of his mouth, and the back of his hand trembled. Looking at the murderous guards under the city gate, he swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "How do I know if you are disguised by that group of bandits? Can there be His Majesty's imperial decree or a decree to prove your identity!"

The iron-blooded decree in his hand was made of black iron and gathered with the blood of every legionnaire. Even under the sun, there was a red light that could not be faked. Their Jagged Legion is doing business, there is no doubt, this person said so much, it is nothing more than not wanting them in!

If it weren't for the fact that the person behind him didn't speak, the guard holding the token would probably have chopped off the head of the general above.

Indifferently opening the curtain, Mu Cangyun stretched out his hand to take out the token, and said coldly: "This is the holy purpose, open the city gate."

"You are, His Royal Highness King Cen?" This time, even the general trembled. How could they forget the appearance of His Royal Highness King Cen? However, how could King Cen, who was victorious in a hundred battles, end up in such a state. I heard that his legs were abolished and he was driven out of the capital.

Nodding, Mu Cangyun didn't want to say anything more.

"Open, open the city gate." After swallowing, the general said tremblingly.

Is His Royal Highness King Cen really here? If they come, maybe they will be saved?

"Squeak..." The heavy city gate slowly opened, and the long voice echoed.

"Report, their whereabouts were found twenty miles away, and they're coming again!" The panicked soldier knelt down quickly, thinking of those people, his whole body trembled.

The general guarding the city gate also changed his face and said angrily, "Don't open the city gate!"

"Touch!" The city gate that was originally opened closed at that moment.

Twenty miles? If the city gate is opened, the bandits will definitely rush in immediately. Even if the person below is King Cen, he can't open the city gate. What's more, he didn't read that imperial decree, who knows if it's true or not, if it's a new trick played by bandits, wouldn't Jiancheng fall!

"What's wrong?" Rubbing her temples, Feng Qingge stuck her head out and looked ahead. The gate that had just opened was closed again, and the people above the city wall drew their bows and arrows to the full circle and aimed at them. them.

"Listen under the city, the city gate will not be opened today. If it is really His Royal Highness King Cen, I will be sorry. There is a ruined temple three miles away from the city. You can rest there!" Zhang Zhongting, the leader of the team, shouted and squeezed tightly. Sabre in hand.

Forehead……

Feng Qingge couldn't help being stunned, is this a tiger falling and Pingyang being bullied by a dog? However, they will have to leave the west gate of Jiancheng tomorrow to reach the plain. If they turn back now, it will be unnecessary.

"General, it is convenient to travel, we have been driving for a month in a row, and we are very tired." Helplessly shrugged his shoulders, Feng Qingge laughed softly.

Just before Zhang Zhongting in the city opened his mouth, the flag behind suddenly appeared, and the mighty team was like a dragon swimming out to sea. Pulling the sesame sauce, he actually held a human head in his left hand and waved it recklessly.

The head seemed to have just been chopped off, and under this wave, the blood was all over the place, staining the ground red.

The team of hundreds of people pulled the reins to a stop. Zhao Feng, who was holding the head, frowned slightly. The deadness in front of him made him uneasy. They have been in this southwest border for two years, and there is no team that can make them afraid. What are these? People, rescue soldiers from the imperial court?

If it is to rescue soldiers, how can there be only a dozen people.

"Who is in the sedan chair?" Zhao Feng asked coldly, pulling the reins.

The guards of the Jagged Legion on horseback all had cold faces, staring at those who came up with murderous eyes.

The invisible aura of death spread, the people of the two teams looked at each other, and the suppressed aura spread, and even the people above the city walls did not dare to let out a breath.

In the end, Zhao Feng laughed, pulled the reins and walked out, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm Zhao Feng, the mountain tiger, who is your Excellency?"

Jing, in that quiet team, no one spoke up, and the stern aura was like a sharp blade, slashing at the person on the opposite side.

"The third head, tell them what to do, we are more than 100 people, are you afraid that they will not succeed!" His eyes were angry, and the boy carrying the banner behind him roared, the banner in his hand moved, and those on horseback The boy is about to rush up.

The cold light in his eyes flooded, Zhao Feng stretched out his hand to block the crowd behind him, and said with a cold smile: "Don't be ashamed, tell me, what is your identity, where did you get it from? Look at your outfit, it's from a rich place. Right? Since that's the case, you should also know the situation in Jiancheng. Now the Sang Kingdom is not retreating, the soldiers in Jiancheng are killed and injured, and the people are struggling. We rose up and became bandits, and we also asked for a full meal. Hand over the money in your hands , I'll let you go."

"Cough..." The sound of coughing and panting came from the sedan chair, one after another, but it was like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into the hearts of everyone.