Chapter 1189

The Yao Nation's golden signboard had always been useful on the Flash Gold Plain; there was nothing wrong with him reporting his family name like this. He Lingchuan, hiding in the dark, moved his brows and secretly said, "Good fellow, that saves trouble."

It was unknown which words touched the black-armored leader, but its movements suddenly paused, and it tilted its head.

Dong Rui even praised General Zhongwu: "This guy is very smart, judging the situation, he immediately saw that you wanted to lure the snipe and the clam to fight. He doesn't want to be the snipe, nor does he want to be the clam, he just wants to catch the three-tailed great demon back."

He also mocked He Lingchuan: "You still want them to kill each other? A miscalculation, right?"

The Yao army did indeed smash many rock and soil puppets, and the black-armored leader also killed many Yao people, but that was far from enough.

General Zhongwu was still standing there, and his main force was still there. This skirmish, which stopped after a brief taste, didn't hurt his bones.

This General Zhongwu might have already figured out what was going on with the black-armored leader who suddenly appeared in Jing Mountain. But he didn't have greed, only focusing on his current task.

Judging the situation and not being greedy. It seems the Yao Nation has produced no shortage of talents.

He Lingchuan stared at the group of torches in front; the two teams looked incompatible, *heh*, this is called humans and ghosts going different ways. "Is that so? You wait and see."

In his view, General Zhongwu had just made a big mistake.

The black-armored person was as dull as a sculpture, but its red-glowing eyes looked at General Zhongwu, then at the darkness in the distance.

Its target was hiding there, peeking in secret. Although it couldn't see, it could clearly sense it. To be precise, it was its integration with the armor, the sensing of the Luo Sheng Armor.

No, why was this its target?

Why chase him?

Whose target was this exactly?

Then what was its own target? It should be—

It put its gaze back on General Zhongwu, and there seemed to be two voices arguing back and forth in its heart, never stopping! This big black guy didn't have any reaction, as if it was hesitating, and General Zhongwu said again: "How about you retreat to the mountain col in front? We will cross there, then you chase your enemy, I chase my target, and then we meet up, how about that?"

He even took the lead in putting away his weapons to show he had no malice, but he absolutely didn't dare to let the army separate and let this guy, who was fighting to the death just now, pass through.

He was not a novice on the battlefield.

*Sigh*, if it weren't for meeting on a narrow path and blocking each other's way, he would have taken his troops and left long ago, how could he be dawdling with this black guy?

Just when the two armies were staring at each other, the black-armored leader's gaze slowly turned from the night sky to General Zhongwu and the Yao army, red light flickering in its eyes.

"We have no grudges, no need to fight to the death!" This thing's eyes revealed a thick ominousness, and General Zhongwu's speaking speed had never been this fast, "I promise, I can help you hunt down your target!"

"But—" the black-armored leader's voice was harsh and heavy, and one sentence made General Zhongwu's heart sink to the bottom,

"You are Yao people!"

It and the rock and soil puppets were standing right in front of the Yao army, yet it still said this sentence.

You are Yao people.

This was the greatest original sin!

The black-armored leader tilted its head again, every word filled with bone-deep hatred: "You are the root of suffering."

The wind blowing between the two leaders seemed to freeze in an instant.

General Zhongwu retreated step by step and took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, the situation turned around, and this battle was still unavoidable; he had still fallen into that strange bird's treacherous scheme! The black-armored leader flicked its spear tip, pointed at him, and roared in a muffled voice: "Kill! Leave no one alive!"

With an order, the rock and soil puppets behind it moved.

He Lingchuan was still hiding in the forest, watching the battlefield in front.

"Very intense, both sides are going for the kill again, this is what a life-and-death battle should look like." Dong Rui commented from the safe behind-the-scenes, "Hey, how did you know this big black guy would choose the Yao people instead?"

Originally, the black-armored person's target was the two of them, but now it had changed to killing all the Yao people! How did He Lingchuan's impassioned speech make it change its target to the Yao army?

"In the central and western Flash Gold Plain, which region and force doesn't hate the Yao people? Which force doesn't have a deep grudge against it?" He Lingchuan was unfathomable, "Don't forget, what kind of people would seek the Luo Sheng Armor in the first place?"

"Those with nowhere to go?"

"You think if any beggar or farmer goes into the mountain, the Luo Sheng Armor will pay attention to him? That's at least an armed official of a region." He Lingchuan said leisurely, "Then who was it that forced them to have nowhere to go?"

The answer was ready to come out.

"I'm not saying everything is related to the Yao Nation, just that the probability of guessing right this way is very high."

General Zhongwu thought that as long as the black-armored leader could understand human language, they could shake hands and make peace? If he knew the identity of this black-armored leader, he probably wouldn't have reported his family name.

So, reading history is very important.

Of course, there was one thing he wouldn't say: anyway, he could ride the bat and slip away if he saw things were not going well; his mobility was very good, this trick of diverting the disaster was worth playing, what if it worked?

Look, didn't this "what if" become reality? Damn it, I had such good luck tonight.

However, the black-armored person could forcibly suppress the requirements of the Luo Sheng Armor and turn to deal with the Yao people first, which shows that his grudge against the Yao Nation is truly deep.

He Lingchuan asked Dong Rui: "Do you remember the stories that Fu Liushan told us?"

"The ones surrounding the Luo Sheng Armor? Of course I remember." Dong Rui remembered and gave a long "oh", "Yes, yes, this current owner of the Luo Sheng Armor is quite special."

Just at this moment, the black-armored person suddenly looked at the forest where He Lingchuan was hiding, red light flashing in its eyes.

There seemed to be something behind. He Lingchuan hurriedly rolled to the side, followed by two rusty blades hacking at his original hiding place.

The sharpness didn't match the rust on the blade surface at all; several shrubs were hacked in half, very cleanly.

Two rock and soil puppets didn't know when they had circled behind, or perhaps they were temporarily summoned by the black-armored person. While it was fighting the Yao people, it didn't forget that there was still a target here.

The mud behind churned, and it looked like more puppets were about to take shape. He Lingchuan hurriedly jumped onto the bat demon puppet and flew back into the sky after a few jumps.

This guy's body was too large, and it was a bit clumsy and slow when taking off.

Several rock and soil puppets also threw weapons, all of which were blocked by He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan drove the bat demon puppet to fly more than forty zhang high, ensuring he was out of the army's range. During its circling process, both armies on the ground noticed the abnormality in the sky.

General Zhongwu was even more furious, this guy was really hiding behind, using them as a shield!

(End of chapter)