Chapter 127 The First Confrontation

With Yang Huang's understanding of the confused Tianjun, as long as he wants to hide, no one can find him. After all, his qualifications are there, and nothing else, his life expectancy is millions of times that of Yang Huang. That's really rude to say that he has walked more bridges than Yang Huang has walked.

In such a long life, the disasters he has experienced are naturally countless, and the wisdom honed in so many disasters has reached a terrible level.

Although he has been bullied by Yang Huang before. But that's because his power has always been suppressed by Yang Huang. Every time it appears, the power gap with Yang Huang is hundreds of times different. In the face of such a huge gap, all conspiracy and tricks have no effect.

But this time it's different, Yang Huang has vaguely felt that this time he must have accumulated enough strength. Although I won't surpass myself, I will never be worse than myself. It seems that Tianjun also knows that if he can't take Yang Huang this time, he may have no room to turn over. Thinking of his confused emperor and prestige and even a few stars, he is going to die in the hands of a small character. If he is not aggrieved, it is impossible.

So not only Yang Huang, but also the confused Tianjun must use the means to press the bottom of the box to compete with Yang Huang this time.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Huang waved his hand: "I won't eat with you. Let the servant who found the traces of the man in black go with me. Let's eat out together!"

Hearing this, Changyun nodded quickly and made a casual move. Among hundreds of servants, an old teenager came out. The teenager had long known Yang Huang's status and was the master of the family owner. So when he heard Yang Huang mention himself, he was ready. At this time, when he saw Changyun waving, he immediately came to Yang Huang and Changyun, knelt on the ground and kowtowed and said, "See you, see your ancestors!"

When Yang Huang heard this, he was called an ancestor and couldn't help laughing. However, Changyun is already supreme in this family, just like an emperor. Now Yang Huang has become Changyun's master. He is not called his ancestor, and he really can't find a suitable name.

However, Yang Huan naturally did not like this title. He saw the servant who was kneeling on the ground and said lightly, "Get up and talk. What's your name?"

"The little one's name is Wang Qiang." The servant first knelt on the ground and respectfully answered Yang Huang's question, and then stood up, but he still lowered his head humbly. However, he is 19 meters tall and nearly two meters tall. Even if he bows, he is almost as tall as Yang Huang.

"Don't call your ancestors anymore!" Yang Huang finally frowned: "From now on, you can call Changyun the head of the family and call me the master!" Yang Huang thought of a compromise method, and regardless of whether it was in line with the rules or not, he decided directly.

"It's the master!" Wang Qiang nodded. He was not a masochist. His ancestors shouted one by one, and his own heart was definitely uncomfortable, but he was forced to make a living.

At this time, when I heard that Yang Huang actually took the initiative to help him relieve the siege, I immediately felt grateful to Yang Huang. Immediately, he secretly speculed that there was not much difference between the practitioners and himself. He was the same head, two eyes, and his tone was kind, which was much better than those who did not treat their subordinates.

"I ask you, the man in black has always been watching?" Yang Huang nodded and continued to ask.

"It's me and my team members, a total of six people, who change shifts every four hours. Then every other day, I switch with another group, but it's just our turn on duty today. Wang Qiang quickly explained.

Changyun's house naturally has its own unique monitoring method. If one or two people, 24 hours, keep changing shifts, in less than a day or two, they will be remembered. According to their method, twelve people, replaced every two days, may be remembered much less.

"That's right, master!" Changyun also said, "These people can be my agents, and all of them are good hands. Only after layers of selection can they stand in front of you. Although it may not be as good as Wang Qiang, it is not much worse. Just let Wang Qiang take you to touch the situation!"

"It's a small duty!" Wang Qiang quickly bowed and made a gesture of invitation to Yang Huang. Seeing Yang Huang walking up, he carefully followed the gods.

"Tut!" Seeing Yang Huang go out, Fatty Zhou couldn't help shaking his head: "The boss is the boss, and he is unwavering in the face of delicious food. I just don't know what the black-robed man in his mouth came from. Is it the boss's old friend?

Fat Zhou originally wanted to say a few words to make everyone happy. But as soon as he said, he found himself wrong, because with Yang Huang's departure, everyone's faces became gloomy.

Including Zhao Bai and Feng Xiang, their faces were solemn and disappeared from the cynical days of the past. Yang Huang's attitude towards this man in black has made them smell some unusual smells.

Changyun was better. He thought it was Yang Huang's feud. In addition, the man in black had calculated him before. Naturally, he was happy to help Yang Huang and angered himself by the same time.

But Fengxiang and Zhao Bai are different. They heard Yang Huang say that they used to be a practitioner, but later lost all their skills. They are convinced of this point. Where did Yang Huang come from? He was fished up from the river. It is said that he was still unconscious when he got up.

A true person can only be reduced to this level after suffering multiple injuries. In addition, after Yang Huang came here, he immediately entrusted Changyun to help him find the man in black. Now after receiving the news of the man in black, he didn't eat and was in a hurry to come to see him. Yang Huang's attitude has been so clear that if they can't see through it anymore, they will really be brothers in vain.

I think of the ten people in black*, that is, the one who let his big brother suffer a big loss at the beginning.

"Okay, okay!" Fatty Zhou smiled bitterly: "I know what you're thinking, and I'll just do it!" After saying that, he took out a Peigu elixir from his arms, threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice and said vaguely, "Then practice, right?"

Fat Zhou is not a fool. He looks simple and honest, but he is much smarter than ordinary people. It's just that he usually laughs and makes people look real. However, when it comes to big and wrong, it is absolutely unambiguous. He swallowed the valley Dan and never mentioned the banquet again. He returned to the copper house, sat next to the Dan stove, and slowly absorbed the fire in the Dan furnace.

Feng Xiang and Zhao Bai also looked at each other and saw the firmness in each other's eyes. Naturally, there was no more nonsense. He sat directly next to Fatty Zhou and entered a state of meditation.

"These uncles are really interesting!" Changyun brushed the long beard under his lips, smiled meaningfully, and pointed to the servants around him and said, "You add another group of people to coil down the camp near the black-robed man, and let our people take it up. Don't lose the black-robed man!"

The servants agreed and ran away to work. Changyun also became idle. He has the strongest foundation. Although he was the last to start learning to practice, his advancement was higher than Fengxiang and the three of them, but now he can't help itching to see the three of them working so hard. He swallowed a Peigu elixir and was about to enter the copper house to continue to meditate, but only a burst of rapid footsteps came from a kilometer away.

Sure enough, within a moment, a man in tights and a dark ghost mask came over. After seeing Changyun, the man first knelt down on one knee and saluted, then lowered his voice and said, "Master, it's not peaceful outside the city!"

"Hmm?" There was a trace of solemnity on Changyun's face. This ghost guard was the most sophisticated group of spies under him, and he was also responsible for some confidential matters.

"This is the information collected by my subordinates!" The ghost-faced guard pulled out a bamboo tube from his arms and gave it to Changyun, and then continued to say, "The originally scattered army has now there are faint signs of gathering. And looking at that action, the advance and retreat are orderly. It seems that it has been linked and is going to attack Hengjiangcheng!"

"Oh?" Changyun shook off the secret newspaper in the bamboo tube, glanced twice, and then asked, "How about the city lord's mansion? You and Hengjiangwei should have met him!"

"No!" The ghost-faced guard said truthfully, "This is also an unusual place I think. This time, only one team of ghost-faced guards wandered around and explored, and the rest of the people didn't see it. And when I entered the city just now, I found that the city defense was loose and there was no trace of tension. I'm afraid there are still articles in it!"

"Is that so?" Changyun heard the words and fell into meditation. Changyun's status in Hengjiang City is very special. Although he is also a citizen of Hengjiang City, he is not bound by the city supervisor, and his subordinates have nearly 10,000 servants.

Of course, the word domestic servants are just used to cover people's eyes and ears. These domestic servants usually practice according to the training method of the army. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as they put on armor and take the blade, they are much better than the army in Hengjiang City.

"According to your judgment, how many days will it take for the army to press in?" Changyun sighed and asked leisurely, even if he had tens of thousands of servants, it was so small and insignificant compared with millions of troops outside the city. Especially the city owner who has mastered 200,000 troops defending the city, but now he doesn't move, as if there is nothing wrong, which can't help but make him a little confused.

According to usual, the city owner came to visit him early and asked him to assist in defense. After all, it is not good to run away from the posture. Changyun is a real golden cultivation, holding the blade and exploring the camp late at night.

"About a week!" The ghost-faced guard pondered for a moment and said, "After all, this time the so-called army is mixed with many Jianghu people, which makes the army chaotic, and the speed of the march naturally drops a lot!"