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Chapter 1560 Our King

After the brothers Yinghu and Yingbao retreated, Yinglu stood in the tent with his hands behind his hands for a long time, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Jiang Fan... is this matter a single strategy or part of a plan? You...

What kind of game are we going on? It’s so big that it kind of scares me..."

To be honest, Jiang Fan was also very shocked.

This time he heard something from Yinglu. A new force had arisen deep in the Shiwan Mountain. The leader was known as the Iron-faced Heavenly King. He was an extremely powerful martial saint. Legend has it that this man was nine feet tall and wore a

Wearing an iron mask, he is physically invincible, invulnerable to weapons and bullets, and is invulnerable to poison. He once smashed to death in the peak holy realm with three punches, and swallowed alive the unique poison of a great elder of Twelve Dongs without getting hurt.

In particular, this person is not only mysterious, but also extremely good at the art of war. From the beginning of his rise, he has adopted a wandering strategy and lives in no fixed place. Under the cover of hundreds of thousands of mountains, they are like fish hiding in the river, disappearing and disappearing.

Under the leadership of the Iron-faced King, this group of people developed into a powerful force with dozens of large and small Dong villages in one year. But the amazing thing is that what they do is very secretive, and it is difficult to tell exactly which ones.

The village surrendered to them. Moreover, the team he organized always maintained a mobile warfare style, leaving many forces who wanted to target them helpless. Even Yinglu was defeated.

Although there don't seem to be many soldiers and horses, only about 50,000, they have huge support behind them, both in terms of manpower and material resources.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Others didn't know it, but he understood it as soon as he heard it. Besides his brother-in-law Ying Wuming, who else could there be?

This guy... is really amazing.

So, Jiang Fan quietly sneaked into the vicinity of Moon God Dong, intending to meet Ying Wuming. After all, his brother-in-law was a very important part of his plan, and he was also the group of people Jiang Fan planned to find for Yu Qingcheng.

He came very secretly and disguised himself as a herb gatherer, but he was quickly discovered by the patrolling soldiers. Jiang Fan was surprised by their high vigilance. Ying Wuming was indeed rigorous enough in running the army.

After some interrogation, Jiang Fan handed over a handful of dried fruits, saying they were for the Iron Masked King. The two martial arts masters who interrogated him seemed a little surprised, but did not reveal anything. He was then temporarily detained and awaiting news.

Without waiting long, he saw someone first: the high priest.

It was the first time I came to southern Xinjiang with my brother-in-law and met that old woman with gray hair and chicken skin.

She was still covered in bits and pieces, her clothes were like a loose raincoat, and her face didn't seem to have changed much, except that she looked better.

The high priest came to the cell and stood outside the door, observing.

After a while, she slowly spoke: "This... Chinese, who are you?"

Jiang Fan was stunned. He looked very much like a southern Xinjiang person in disguise, but the high priest actually recognized him at a glance. It was quite impressive.

"Do you think... I'm Chinese?" Jiang Fan said with a southern Xinjiang accent.

"No need..." The high priest shook his head: "I have been cultivating voodoo all year round. There is a kind of voodoo that can easily distinguish the different body odors of southern Xinjiang and Chinese people."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Awesome, this Gu is quite diverse, has endless uses, and is very magical."

The high priest said solemnly: "No...at just that moment, I have tested more than five types of poison on you, but you..."

Her old eyes showed an unbelievable look: "You are actually invulnerable to all poisons. I have never seen such a person before. Who are you?"

Jiang Fan laughed and revealed his original voice: "High Priest, do you still recognize this king?"

While he was talking, he was already rubbing his face to show his true face.

The high priest was stunned, and then his expression changed drastically: "Qin...King Xiaoyao?"

"Good memory." Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Where is my brother Chaofeng?"

The high priest was shocked for a moment, but his eyes became a little gloomy: "...Your Excellency, you shouldn't have come..."

When Jiang Fan heard this, his mind moved, he stared at the high priest and said slowly: "Shouldn't you come? What you said is interesting. I am not here to find you."

The high priest's expression was complicated: "Of course I know that the prince has come to look for me, but... please leave the prince."

"What do you mean..." Jiang Fan's expression changed slightly and he stared at her.

The high priest was silent for a long time, and then he spoke: "Your Majesty... He is also a king now, and he is no longer suitable to be your escort. Listen to me, my king is not a thing in the pond. Your Majesty, it's time to let go."

Jiang Fan sighed in his heart, Ying Wuming was so popular, even the high priest began to reject him on his behalf.

"High Priest, you are wrong. I have never regarded him as a follower or guard. He is just my friend. Therefore, your king is still your king. I am here only to visit my friends."

But the high priest shook his head: "No, I can see that my king treats you differently. If you tell him, he will still let go of everything. But we don't want him to be like this. For the first time in a hundred years, I, the Moon God Dong, have found a true love."

King, he will lead us to unprecedented glory, you cannot take him away."

As she spoke, she began to show obvious hostility.

Jiang Fan was a little shocked in his heart. Her words made him understand that Ying Wuming had truly become the King of the Moon God Dong, Louis, but here, his brother-in-law seemed to still be his brother-in-law...

"The real king...he is a Chinese, why do you admire him so much?" Jiang Fan asked, expressing his confusion.

The high priest said with great respect: "My king's martial arts are amazing, he is good at fighting, and he has tamed the king of the sky over a hundred thousand mountains, the iron-feathered golden eagle. This king is well-deserved."

"Iron Feather Golden Eagle?" Jiang Fan suddenly remembered the Golden Eagle King that Tian Luoyu said. Could it be this guy?

"Yes, the King of the Sky, the Iron-Feathered Golden Eagle, and the King of the Mountains, the White Tiger, are sacred beasts revered by hundreds of thousands of mountain people. My king was able to tame the Iron-feathered Golden Eagle, and naturally hundreds of tribes will be convinced."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but be surprised. Ying Wuming had obviously obtained a strange beast from the mountains and seas, and it was a very symbolic beast from the mountains and seas.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but I can't let you see my king. Moon God Dong has no intention of becoming an enemy of the prince. I just ask the prince to let go of this giant dragon and let it soar into the sky."

"So, if I don't want to..."

"Then... I have no choice but to offend you. I will use my cultivation to ask the prince to leave the village."

Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't you want to know why I came?"

"I don't want to." The old woman shook her head slowly: "I just want to ask you two to completely sever all relations."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "What if it is related to King Chu?"

The old woman was stunned: "King Chu? He...does he want to deal with me, the Moon God Dong?"

Jiang Fan said: "In his eyes, Southern Xinjiang is the land of Chu."

"But that's not the case." The old woman's expression changed for a while and she said: "The state of Chu is the state of Chu, and the southern Xinjiang is the southern Xinjiang. None of the Chu kings in the past dynasties have really ruled the southern Xinjiang. Moreover, my king is hidden in the Shiwan Mountains, and the moon god Dong does not exist.
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