The fire in July is flowing, and the eagle in August is flying. .

It is the most lush season of the year, and Mu Shaoan is also preparing to kill people.

In the past few months, I have had enough fun and enjoyed enough, and the performances of the drama artists have been almost done. A big show will eventually come to an end.

So Mu Shaoan sharpened a quick knife. The knife was three feet and three inches long, the back of the knife was one finger thick, the blade had no edge, and it was made of solid wood. You deserve it.

For a little shaman who is not good at it, such a knife is really like a knife.

He has been sharpening this knife for nine months.

Early this morning, the sky was slightly dark, and it seemed to be raining rain. The fishy smell of the soil was blown by the wind, and the dark green meadow was like rolling people's heads.

Mu Shaoan stepped out of the little mute bag that belonged to him for nine months and shouted, "Good weather."

A man walked quickly in the distance, shouting as he walked: "Lapangtu, the cattle from the Lengren family are sick more than a dozen times. The Lord Zuo Shengshi asked you to pray for blessings and exorcises."

The visitor was also a little shaman, but he did not receive a response. He just felt that the weather was a little cold, and there was a warm liquid on his neck. He wiped it with his hand, but it was bright red blood. He screamed in fear, but the next moment, he saw a blood-dropping head appearing in front of him with an extremely ferocious expression on his head, and the ferocious expression on his head showed that this was the left priest who had always been admired by the Huns and regarded himself as the messenger of the gods.

He screamed and rolled and crawled away.

Mu Shaoanke was not interested in making up the numbers with such a small person's head.

"Left sacrificial sacrifice? Very good."

I looked down at the cast in the movie copy and saw a supporting role missing.

Unfortunately, the high priest and right priest of the Huns were not here, so the next one should be

"Catch him, he kills Zuo Jushi!"

Some people were shouting and clamoring in the distance, mixed with the sound of horse hooves, the crying of children and the screams of women. On this gloomy morning, it was particularly wonderful and charming.

"I'm just a passerby."

Mu Shaoan walked with his hands in his arms, and the wooden knife that had been sharpened for nine months on his back was still not seen. The shaking weapons around him, the arrows that broke through the air, and the hideous and ferocious face were like a background.

A non-real background that takes place in a distant country.

He just walked forward and a blood rain fell around him. Ten feet away, there seemed to be an invisible knife air flowing silently in the air.

"The magic! This is a demon!"

Someone screamed, but it was meaningless.

Mu Shaoan was not interested in looking back and taking a look more. He just held the head of the Xiongnu sacrificial priest and walked forward slowly. The blood was blooming on both sides of him like a blooming flower in summer.

Further away, the sound of a gong sounded. It was the military camp of King Zuo Xian. A total of 5,000 Hun soldiers were stationed here, waiting for Wei Qing's surprise attack.

However, the plan does not seem to change quickly.

The wind is getting stronger.

The clouds are getting heavier.

But the rain did not fall, and the air was filled with blood. There was a kind of uneasiness spreading, and even cattle, sheep and other livestock could sense it.

Several knights rushed towards him in front of him, holding copper spears, with a murderous aura and a charge. Even the murderous intent released by Mu Shaoan was knocked away.

This is a warrior, of course he must be treated as a warrior. Mu Shaoan kept walking and raised his left hand and caught the copper spear. He was shocked slightly. In an instant, the knight and the horse under his crotch seemed to be filled with balloons, exploded with a bang.

Blood rains all over the sky, like flowers falling.

Next, Mu Shaoan was already dozens of meters away, throwing the copper spear in his hand casually, and the other three knights were strung into candied haws before they even looked back.

"Who are you?"

There was a loud shout in front of him, accompanied by the wave of rolling cavalry.

Mu Shaoan finally stood still, looked at Zuo Xianwang, one of the important supporting roles in this movie copy, and smiled brightly, "I am a hundred general in the Han army's cavalry camp, and the scout Zhao Ji is right. Today, I will lend you your head."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Shaoan had an extra strange shield in his hand, and he smashed it hard to the ground. The next second, the earth cracked, and more than a dozen huge cracks rushed towards the Hun cavalry opposite like giant snakes.

"presumptuous!"

With an angry shout, the other side was greatly slammed on the ground by several Hun soldiers, and the invisible power dispersed, and the whole world seemed to be suppressed, including the dozen earth-breaking storms caused by immortal heavy shields.

This is the Zuo Xianwang of the Huns, a guy who has left a great reputation in history. It is difficult to deal with his own rich historical atmosphere alone.

What's more, he also has the military energy bonus of 5,000 troops.

Normally, Mu Shaoan can't do anything to him alone.

But as the saying goes, paying back the debt.

Half a year ago, the effect of the 500 million Wuzhu coins lent out by Mu Shaoan took effect at this time.

The letter of contract that 30 million people gathered together could even suppress Qin Shihuang's imperial edict, let alone a mere wise king?

Hahaha, there was an extra yellow copper plate in Mu Shaoan's hand. With a bent finger, the copper plate flew into the sky. The next moment, it seemed like the clouds were light and the wind was light. The power brought by the Zuo Xian King disappeared without a trace. The ground-breaking storm caused by the Immortal Shield was no longer suppressed and suddenly broke out, forming a power of no less than a magnitude ninth-magnitude earthquake in this area of ​​thousands of meters.

This earth-breaking storm was not used to deal with Zuo Xianwang, but to disperse his five thousand troops at the first time. Military energy was as strong as Mu Shaoan.

However, this price is also great enough. The letter of contract gathered by 30 million people was consumed instantly.

And this was enough. In an instant, Mu Shaoan had already untied the long wooden knife on his back, and it was only a wave of it.

The whole world has lost its color, leaving only black and white, life and death.

Even the power of the law was cut off with one knife.

No one can defend, no one can hide, and no one can stop anything.

Zuo Xianwang's head flew high and fell into Mu Shaoan's hands again.

"This knife is evidence of guilt."

Mu Shaoan shouted to the sky, threw down the wooden knife, carried two bloody heads, turned around and ran away. It would be impossible not to run. The chaos caused by the earth-breaking storm was over. The five thousand Hun cavalry were chasing after them. Only then could they kill the Zuo Xian King. It was purely based on the contract letter of 30 million people, so how could they deal with these five thousand cavalry?

Fortunately, he was ready

"End the movie copy!"

With his shout, the whole world stagnated, and then countless snowflakes danced in the distance. The world of this movie copy took only one minute to dissolve.

"What did you do, you crazy? No, how could I lose? I clearly have control over everything."

A ghost-like woman in the distance started crying.

Mu Shaoan didn't even have the interest in looking back. He was just a literary virus, and it was a literary virus bound to the world of the movie copy. Even if he made a big move, it would be just a thought to destroy it.

What are you proud of?

Snowflakes flew, the whole world collapsed, and the two literary and artistic viruses also disappeared. From beginning to end, their existence can be like this.

Once Mu Shaoan decides not to use Longcheng as the place where the eunuchs are ambushed and killed, their so-called complete arrangement will be nothing, and everything will be like clouds and smoke.

The only real thing is two human heads.

It won't take long before the news that Zhao Ji, the scout of the border army of the cavalry camp of the Han Empire, had successively assassinated Zuo Xianwang and the Zuo Shengshi of the Xiongnu would spread inside and outside the Great Wall.

By the way, this is not what Mu Shaoan had planned from the beginning. If you want to blame, you can only blame the two literary and artistic drama actors. Who made them charm the Zuoxian King of the Huns?

In this case, it would be stupid to not do something easily.

That's right, although he lost the opportunity to kill eunuchs again, the great achievements of killing the Xiongnu Zuoxian King and the Xiongnu Zuojishi fell into the eyes of Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, were probably even greater than Wei Qing's raid on Longcheng. Well, it is impossible to reward him as a champion marquis, but it must be easy to reward him as a Guannei Marquis.

What is the current official position of the dead eunuch? A battalion commander who has no formal establishment is not even a lieutenant.

So when I saw the dead eunuch again, not only did the guy dare not attack him, but he also had to salute and greet him respectfully.

Now, the only loophole is the scout Zhao Ji.

With a long roar, Mu Shaoan walked straight to the depths of the grassland like a meteor. Now the Huns army is beginning to move south, and Wei Qing and other four attacking troops have just set off. The scout Zhao Ji is easy to find. He has locked his position in the movie copy before.

Now that the movie copy has ended, all his related memories will disappear and nothing will happen.

So one day later, the sun sets, and Mu Shaoan waits for this copycat.

Although it is a copycat, this guy does have seventy or eighty-eight-eight-point personality. Over the past year, he has been continuously making contributions and has been promoted to a position of 100 generals, which is the position of treasury chief. This is already very powerful.

It is probably because the dead eunuch wanted to cultivate his own power, so he repeatedly gave Zhao Ji the opportunity to make achievements. Now all this is cheaper.

That's right, if Mu Shaoan had not killed the Zuoxian King of the Xiongnu and the Zuo Shengshi, even if he killed Zhao Ji, he would not be able to pretend to be Zhao Ji's. The eunuch would be able to kill him with a military order.

But now it’s different. Zhao Ji will soon become famous all over the world. After Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che confirmed the facts, he would immediately send them a lot of rewards, including Emperor Wu of Han’s imperial edict.

In this case, even if the dead eunuch knows who he is, there is no way, unless he wants to rebel, but in that case, isn’t it exactly what Mu Shaoan wants to see?

At this moment, from afar, Zhao Ji drank the war horse with great vigilance, staring at Mu Shaoan with a close eye on the sunset, and after a long time, a joke flashed in his eyes.

"It's you? Mu Shaoan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Brother, hello." Mu Shaoan also responded with a smile.

Zhao Ji smiled and the next moment he blew the horn directly. This was a signal of communication between the scouts of the Han army. No matter how lonely Zhao Ji was, he would not be too far away from other scouts of the Han army.

"It only takes a cup of tea, and I will have thirty-two brothers coming to support me. No matter whether you can kill me or not, when they see you, you are destined to lose nothing. Don't you understand? I have been wandering outside so swaying so loudly, which is what you are going to kill me. Mu Shaoan, you are a barbarian at best. Do you know what it means to be like water?"

In the distance, Mu Shaoan blinked and smiled, "I'm really confident. Do you think you can hold on to a cup of tea? Well, that dead eunuch actually gave you five units of the law of war. Haha, it's so generous, but I want to tell you with regret that I only need one knife to kill you."

After Mu Shaoan finished speaking, Zhao Ji, who was a few hundred meters away, smiled happily and blinked. He had the same quirk as Mu Shaoan.

"Well, if you meant a whine, I think I might have been killed by you at this moment. Are you satisfied?"
To be continued...