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Chapter 111 Leave you a soul

The body is just a part of strength, and the brain is another part of it.

People have no power to grasp teeth and are strong in muscles and bones, but they can drive monsters into the deep mountains and forests. What is it based on? It depends on your brain!

Seeing the shining swords with cold light slashing towards him, Zhang Bairen sneered in his eyes: "If you can be invincible by relying solely on the number of people, then you don't have to practice anymore. Let's just form a clique."

As he spoke, Zhang Bairen shook his sword in his hand and turned into three plum blossoms. But he saw the plum blossoms slowly blooming in the wind and blooming at the throats of the three Khitans.

"Take a secret military decree and forgive me for not being dead!" Zhang Bairen's long sword was crisscrossed and would never collide with everyone's long swords.

If you are a Taoist priest, you can practice the yang god. How can you get the best of a martial artist? Colliding with the other person's body is simply a way to die.

The long sword seemed to be flowing clouds and flowing water, turning into a dragon, and the air became solidified and stagnant at this time.

The soldiers seemed to be tumblers in the strong wind, and began to sway around, constantly shaking the void.

"Puff."

"Puff"

Under the cover of sword intent, these soldiers who were only in Yijin realm had no power to resist when facing sword intent. Their souls were fixed and frozen by sword intent. Before they could react, their lives were taken away by Zhang Bairen's long sword.

Zhang Bairen is short, but his body seems to be like a monkey, jumping left and right.

Although practicing Taoism cannot survive the clouds and mist, it can be light.

In an instant, more than ten corpses were added on the ground, and all of them were interlaced with dead bodies, and the blood dyed the ground red.

Zhang Bairen swung his long sword and was full of murderous intent. He saw Yelu Chucai in the distance and was frightened, and the guards around him were also frightened.

Seeing Zhang Bairen's sword intentions viciously and ruthlessly killing him, Yelu Chucai looked at his bleeding wound and showed hesitation on his face. Then he quickly took out a package from the carriage, jumped up instantly, and fled to the canyon.

"Want to run?"

Zhang Bairen watched all directions and listened to all directions. When he saw Yelu Chucai's actions, he flew back and landed on a bluestone. He took out a bundle of shaking ropes from his arms. The rope grew in the wind and instantly crossed the void and trapped Yelu Chucai in the distance and fell to the ground.

Bound Yelu Chucai, Zhang Bairen bounced the long sword, jumped off the bluestone gently, and began to reap the lives of everyone again.

Seeing that his head was bound, the soldiers were immediately panicked, and under Zhang Bairen's killing, they collapsed and escaped from the valley.

The remaining dozen soldiers fled, but Zhang Bairen did not chase them.

It’s not that I don’t want to chase, but that I can’t catch up.

Since he could not silence all, Zhang Bairen was too lazy to bother to take the time and slowly walked to Yelu Chucai who was tied into rice dumplings, picked up the black package on one side, slowly opened it and saw a roll of yellow scrolls, seals, and letters.

After putting the package in hand, Zhang Bairen came to Yelu Chucai: "What else do you want to say?"

"Your Excellency has such a powerful method and a cruel mind, but I don't understand how you discovered our whereabouts when we are so hidden." Yelu Chucai's eyes were full of reluctance.

"It was all told by Yelu Qi. Not only did I know you, I also know that there is a team of secret guards escorting you in secret. Is this not what I said?" Zhang Bairen squatted down and looked at Yelu Chucai: "You are a Khitan merchant on your face, but in fact they are a secret spy in the Khitan. Someone in the court secretly informs you and asks you to know the news in advance. But now that I have met me, you will never be able to pass the news into the Khitan in your life."

Yelu Chucai stared at Zhang Bairen, staring blankly at her eyes. After a long time, she shouted to the sky: "Hahaha, hahaha, the sky is the Khitan, the sky is the dead, the Central Plains are the ones like you, how can I still live? How can I still live? The outside world of our block will inevitably die in your hands."

"Tell me, who was secretly informing me?" Zhang Bairen stared at Yelu Chucai on the ground with his eyes.

"Didn't Yelu Qi tell you?" Yelu Chucai was stunned.

"He doesn't know," Zhang Bairen said with a gloomy face.

"If I don't know if I say it, you will definitely not believe it." Yelu Chucai smiled bitterly: "Today it is in your hands, which is because of the cycle of cause and effect. Please don't humiliate me and give me some pleasure."

"It's such a man. If you are from Central Plains, I really can't bear to kill you." Zhang Bairen looked at Yelu Chucai: "I believe your words."

"Believe it?" Yelu Chucai was stunned.

Zhang Bairen closed his eyes and said after a while: "It's just those old foxes who will eventually reveal their legs in the future."

"What are your requirements?" Zhang Bairen stroked the long sword.

"If I could give me a bowl of wine, it would be great." Yelu Chucai smiled bitterly.

"It's a drunkard. You are much better than Yelu Qi. That boy is very stubborn and insists on using my means to help him." Zhang Bairen found a drink in the carriage and poured a bowl to Yelu Chucai's mouth. Yelu Chucai swallowed it in big mouth. After drinking a jar of wine, his face was flushed: "Good wine! Good wine! You are here to take me on your way."

Looking at Yelu Chucai's heroic spirit, Zhang Bairen touched the long sword around his waist: "I originally wanted to make you lose your soul, but I didn't expect you to be a man. Unfortunately, you and me have different races. The hatred of the Five Barbarians invading China back then is difficult to resolve."

"Don't say it, you can do it," Yelu Chucai closed his eyes: "You and I will be their masters, and you will die without regrets."

"Swoosh" the cold light flashed, and a stream of blood splattered out, and Zhang Bairen returned to the sheath of the long sword: "What a death without regrets."

Looking at Yelu Chucai's body, Zhang Bairen took back the rope of trapped immortals. The rope of tied immortals flew into his sleeves. Zhang Bairen turned around and walked onto the carriage, looking at the goods in the carriage: "I'm short of money now."

As he spoke, he tied all the carriages, took his previous horses in the corner, and drove the convoy out of the canyon.

As the color is getting darker today, the killing has already hung in the air.

Walking out of the canyon, Zhang Bairen was afraid of getting lost in the darkness, so he looked at the distance carefully, but saw a fire in the distance and the lively crowd. Zhang Bairen's eyes lit up: "There is actually someone, so that's easy to deal with."

Zhang Bairen led the carriage and headed towards the fire.

But when I got closer, I realized that it was a village, and it was clearly an inn.

"Tianhei Inn" Zhang Bairen looked at the bamboo building, which was five-story high and occupied a considerable area.

At this time, the inn was brightly lit and looked quite lively from afar.

The movement of the carriage convoy had already alarmed the waiter. But seeing the entire convoy quietly without a single person, it scared the waiter and was reluctant to step forward.

"Brother Xiao, come and help me unload the car." Zhang Bairen stood up in the carriage. He was short at first, and in the carriage, the Chaha horse blocked the waiter's view.

Looking at the living person, the waiter touched his head: "It was a false alarm, which scared himself."

After calming down, the waiter came over and said with a smile: "My master, you are the only one."

It is absolutely abnormal to have a child on such a large convoy.

Especially when he saw that the blood stains on the wheels of the car had not dried up yet, Zhang Bairen looked strangely holding the sword, and the waiter's pupils shrank even more.

Looking at the waiter's appearance, Zhang Bairen shook the token in his hand: "I am the supervisor of the Military Machinery Secretariat. I am passing by here in secret. Don't say anything, hide this batch of goods for me. If there is a mistake, I will definitely settle the score with you."

Looking at the waist card, Xiao Er shivered for a moment and nodded without a trace: "Don't worry, my master, you can't lose anything in this inn."

Zhang Bairen didn't even look at the carriage and walked straight into the inn.

When you enter the gate, you listen to men's voices, women's voices, children's voices, drinking and boxing sounds, and gambling noises.

Zhang Bairen frowned, and a graceful and plump woman with a beautiful face came over and greeted Zhang Bairen: "Welcome the little officials to our inn. I wonder how many young gentlemen are? Are you trying to play the top or staying in a hotel?"

"I want the best food in the best room. If there is milk, it's the best." Zhang Bairen glanced at the boss's wife and walked slowly towards the house.
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