In the suburbs of Qinzhou, within an inn.

Two groups of uninvited guests arrived at the building with thick walls and obvious military style at the same time. They used money to open the road and threatened violently to drive away several postmen guarding the post station, and then occupied one side in an empty hall with dim light, forming a confrontation.

A middle-aged man dressed as a merchant, who had no white face and was dressed as a merchant, coughed lightly and smiled at the opposite side in a feminine voice: "Wang Qiansui Anhua, our family has brought the goods. I wonder if your money is ready?"

Zhu Zhili, the King of Anhua, who has a pretty fat figure but a very strong face, also responded with a smile, but his smile seemed to hide these unexplained meanings.

He waved behind him first, and when the crowds surrounded him stood up, a tall man with a tall beard walked out, and gently placed a wooden box in his hand on a long wooden table between them.

The box was not big. When placed on the table, the table made of thick wooden boards sank slightly, obviously the weight was really not light.

The big man raised his hand to lift the lid of the box, and everyone's eyes were filled with dazzling golden light. It turned out that the box was full of neatly arranged gold bricks.

Seeing that the person on the other side was instantly attracted by the box of gold, his eyes were full of greed, Zhu Zhili sneered: "This Jia Jingzhong is obviously a villain who is greedy for money and profit, but he can hold the power to compete with Li Dongyang, Xie Qian and other important officials in the cabinet. It can be seen that Zhu Youxi is really a monarch!"

Jia Jingzhong had a very professional ethics as a businessman. When he saw the other party taking out the money, he immediately took out a yellow silk scroll from his arms, stepped forward a few steps and unfolded it on the table, clearly displaying the empty vermilion seal on the back of the inner side to Zhu Zhili, and then waved behind him.

When the followers were all right, someone presented the four treasures of the study.

Jia Jingzhong held the pen in his hand and smiled: "According to the previous agreement, in order to reassure the prince, our family will write this imperial edict in person, and we will never make it too empty in the text."

"Let's go!" Zhu Zhili suddenly shouted, and at the same time calmed down the smile on his face. "In my opinion, the wording on this imperial edict must be considered again."

Jia Jingzhong was stunned at first, then realized that something was wrong, his face immediately became a little ugly, and his tone became stiff: "Why did King Anhua want our family to write this imperial edict?"

Zhu Zhili said in a deep voice: "You can speak your own words, but the content should be written that there is a Tatar tribe who is willing to attach to the Heavenly Kingdom and will let the guards of Shandanwei, Gansu, turn on and release the switch immediately when they see the order."

Jia Jingzhong was not very stupid at all. After several changes of thoughts, he quickly understood the information contained in the other party's words, and shouted in shock: "You dare to collude with foreign tribes and make ill-gotten plans!"

Zhu Zhili did not intend to tell the other party any more, and ordered coldly: "Tutuo, take the imperial edict for your father!"

"Yes, adoptive father!"

A slightly hoarse and low voice sounded behind Zhu Zhiliu, and then a slim figure floated out like a colorful cloud. Her feet in small and exquisite boots slid forward against the table of the long wooden table between them, and instantly arrived in front of Jia Jingzhong.

"Zhao Da, Qian Er!"

Jia Jingzhong's reaction was not slow. Seeing that the hair was covered with thin braids like small snakes, a layer of veil with a bit of mysterious charm on his face. The woman in Western Regions dressed in a foreign costume approached him. She immediately grabbed the blank imperial edict on the table and quickly retreated. At the same time, she screamed in her mouth and heard two fake names that were fabricated.

Two middle-aged men dressed in servants flew out of the crowd, one sword and one sword jumped like a tiger jumping into the stream, and a crazy dragon went out to the sea, slashing from left to right at the alien-style woman named "Tutuo".

Just by looking at the power of the sword, you will know that these two men with no astonishing appearance will definitely have the strength to be included in the "weapon chart".

Seeing that the sword and sword in his hand fell on Tutuo's body, the two of them felt a little relaxed, and then they felt that the blade was empty and the sword blade was weak and had no strength.

When they looked closely in shock, they saw that Tuotuo was under the sword, which was obviously just a thin and light gauze dress that she didn't know how to take off.

I don’t know what material this gauze is made of, and it is not damaged at all under the edge of the sword. It only touches the sword with a slight touch and floats away with the force on the sword.

"Ten magical skills of the Demon Cult, the great method of liberation from the cicada shell!"

Before these two people became famous masters in the world, they were indeed famous masters in the world, and their vision and knowledge were extraordinary. When they saw this strange scene, they thought of the secret magic technique that made people scared.

When the two of them were terrified, Tuotuo, who had appeared behind them at some point, had a seven-foot soft whip that was flat as a sword, with a diamond-shaped spike at the end. With a trembling backhand, the soft whip pierced straight out, and the sharp whip at the end was like a spiritual snake spitting out, accurately and quickly pierced into the key points of the jade pillow on the back of the heads of the two.

After killing the enemy with one move, she swung her body back in the air and put her off gauze back on her body, and fell back on the table lightly. She didn't even look at the two corpses that fell at her feet. She walked slowly on the table and walked slowly toward Jia Jingzhong, who was still shocked by the protection circle under her hands, was still shocked, and looked down at the tiny ant.

"Xuanwu, as long as you stop this witch, we will guarantee you to be the commander of the Jinyiwei!"

Seeing that the two master guards recruited a lot of money could not even take the other party's move, Jia Jingzhong hurriedly shouted to a young man next to him who was dressed as a rich man.

This person is Xuanwu, one of the "Four Spirit Generals" in the Jinyiwei, who is only under the command of the commander, and his martial arts are far superior to those two guards.

However, he was bought by Jia Jingzhong, but he was not Jia Jingzhong's subordinate. If he wanted to make him work hard or even work hard, he had to make greater benefits.

Hearing Jia Jingzhong promised to show his position, Xuanwu's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and he responded: "Yes!"

An embroidered spring sword was unsheathed from the sheath. The sword light was as fierce as the electrode, but it killed seven or eight people around Jia Jingzhong's subordinates, opening up a space. Then, he pressed the blood-stained sword on Jia Jingzhong's neck with his backhand, and his other hand grabbed the blank imperial edict that Jia Jingzhong was holding.

"Prince, I'm lucky to be unwilling to be the last one!"

When Jia Jingzhong heard Xuanwu's words in his ears, he was shocked and stunned.

"Haha...well done!" King An Hua laughed and then ordered, "Tutuo, no living habits!"

"Yes, adoptive father!"

Tuotuo on the table heard this and suddenly rushed into the crowd of people opposite him who were suddenly shocked and at a loss.

These people were also good at recruiting Jia Jingzhong. Seeing that the enemy was alone, they still instinctively wield their weapons to attack in panic.

Tuotuo moved in the crowd and changed positions. The heavy gauze clothes on her body were taken off from time to time and floated in the air to replace her true body to receive attacks. The soft whip in her true body's hands ejected out again and again like a poisonous snake that chose to devour, taking at least one life at a time.

In just ten breaths, only the close-fitting underwear was left. The half-exposed shoulders and breasts of the slightest breasts had slaughtered Jia Jingzhong's more than 20 good players, and then they put the seven gauze clothes that were still floating in the air back on their bodies like dancing.

"Prince, please spare me!"

Jia Jingzhong saw Zhu Zhili's murderous gaze falling on him, and his body was like a sieve and begging for mercy.

Zhu Zhili grinned and said, "Since you know the great affairs of this king, how can you forgive you? Xuanwu..."

Before he could finish his words, a loud and melodious shout suddenly came from outside the station:

"The Sky Eagle Gang is here!"
Chapter completed!