These two guards obviously didn't think that anyone would come from this direction, and they were really together and whispering. But the straight aisle in front was at least one hundred meters, and it was quite narrow. None of them could quietly put two gatekeepers at this distance. Once these two people had any movement, they would inevitably alarm the people inside.

The sick scholar took out an exquisite box from his arms and pointed it in front of him. With just a few whizzing sounds, the two southern Xinjiang people immediately froze. The four of them hurriedly sneaked over, and the sick scholar flashed into the door first. Ye Li paused when she passed by the door, and saw a trace of black blood flowing from the lips of the two people who were still standing. They obviously had no rest. Their eyes became dark, and Ye Li flashed into the door.

The darkness and coldness of the passage inside and outside the door opening are completely different, and it looks stuffy and bright. Not far away, people are coming and going, and the guards are becoming much tighter. However, the four of them are masters above the level, so it is naturally not difficult to escape these guards.

Squatting behind a barrier formed by a large rock, Han Mingxi looked outside curiously. There was a buzzing sound outside, and there was a normal sound of iron thunder, "What are they doing?" The sick scholar said calmly: "They are building weapons." He pointed to the distance, where many already formed weapons were already placed. An San looked at Ye Li and made a gesture to Ye Li, and Ye Li nodded clearly. The weapons created by those people were not the weapons that people in the martial arts world liked, but conventional weapons used on the battlefield. So many people produced in large quantities, which was obviously for a certain army.

"It's not our business, let's go." The sick scholar was not interested in what weapons these people were building. The only thing he was interested in now was the Green Flowers.

"Do you know where the surname Liang is?" Han Mingxi asked.

The sick scholar sneered and said, "He can't run away." Han Mingxi nodded and said, "I remember, have you put poison on him? Where is your little moth?" The sick scholar glanced at him coldly, got up and walked to the other side. Han Mingxi shrugged and followed Ye Li with a smile. An San whispered, "Young Master, these weapons are built for a certain army of the Great Chu." Ye Li raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?" An San pointed to a row of swords not far away and said, "The people in southern Xinjiang are used to using short swords, and the swords of the Xiling people are thicker. There are also Beirong, and the cavalry of the Beirong are the strongest, and they prefer long weapons or big swords. This type of sword is commonly used by our Great Chu soldiers."

Ye Li nodded, stood up and followed Han Mingxi and the sick scholar.

The sick scholar guessed that this was indeed a not-small underground weapon building site. The two large caves were busy casting weapons. Most of the founders were mostly from the Central Plains, and some were from the southern Xinjiang. The two followed the sick scholars to avoid these people, and the terrain kept leaving the cave to build weapons and entered another cave. Compared with the rough caves in front of them, the one in front of them looked more like a decorative underground palace. The ground was covered with exquisitely carved marble and comfortable and beautiful carpets. "Are those people dead?" As soon as the four of them approached, a sharp voice came from the inside. Ye Li frowned, it was the voice of the rich businessman Mr. Liang. At this time, his voice did not show off and contempt like before, but instead seemed a little anxious and murderous.

"Don't worry, they will definitely not be able to escape." The voice of the leader of the Luoyi tribe, Le Jiang, rang.

"Why don't you send someone to kill them directly!" Mr. Liang said dissatisfiedly, "That sick scholar is terrible. If he didn't kill him earlier, he would have left trouble. If he hadn't followed me all the way, I would have arrived in southern Xinjiang long ago. But I wouldn't be able to get rid of him no matter what! And the man surnamed Han obviously knows that sick man. He must not let them or, no matter what the price he paid!"

"No matter what the price is paid?" Le Jiang sneered and mocked, "Who pays the price? Those people are not simple, do you think I don't know? Even the snake group can't do anything to them. Every man in my Luoyi tribe is extremely precious. How many people will he sacrifice when he goes up to fight with them? Do you think that the people in my Luoyi tribe can't kill as many as your Da Chu?"

"Don't forget..." Mr. Liang shouted angrily. Le Jiang shouted loudly: "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten what I should do. But you'd better not order me if you're outside the scope of our agreement." The people inside seemed to be suffocated, and it took a while to hear Mr. Liang say, "But...if those people run away, do you think they will let us go? I don't know the other three, I think you should have heard of the reputation of that sick man. He is the three lords of the King of Hell Pavilion in Xiling."

"Why did you get involved with the people from the King of Hell Pavilion?" Le Jiang was obviously very angry and shouted loudly.

"How could I know?! He came to the door for no reason just a few days after I left. I couldn't even dare to leave. That person was famous for revenge. What can I do?"

"So you bring him to the southern border together!" Le Jiang gritted his teeth for a while before snorting: "I understand, I will send someone to deal with them as soon as possible. Don't worry, the way down the mountain has long been blocked. Now the mountain is full of poisonous insects and poisonous snakes. Even if he is a sick scholar who is good at using poison, I don't believe that he can poison a mountain's poisonous snake and poisonous insects!"

"Anyway, be careful, be sure to see his body. If you killed them from the beginning, how could so many troubles come now?"

Le Jiang sneered, "He followed you without leaving any step. Do you think we can kill him first or he will kill you first. I will go and tell someone to do things, so stay first. Don't forget your things. If the master can't get what he wants, you know the consequences!" Master Liang's breath suddenly suffocated, and he quickly said, "I know, I have brought half of the token. Give me your other half."

Le Jiang snorted coldly, "This is originally something from our southern border."

Regarding the interests, Mr. Liang was not showing any weakness. "The things are in my hands, and only I know how to get them."

"That was entrusted to the Liang family by the former king of Nanzhao, not for you." Le Jiang said in a deep voice.

"Haha, so what? Do you know that it is from the Nanzhao royal family and not yours?" Mr. Liang smiled, "It's already very good that I didn't give it to the Nanzhao royal family, right?"

"Aren't we bid higher? I'll give the King of Nanzhao nothing but thank you." Le Jiang sneered.
Chapter completed!