The relationship between Fengsha and Xiao Yan involves a big picture that covers the Four Spirits and Yin Valley.

Once the Four Spirits launch a strong attack on the Khitan delegation, it means that the two sides have no room for transformation, at least in a short period of time, and the overall situation will be solved immediately.

It's also about the proposal he just made to Wang Chen.

Fengsha didn't want to help the Khitans stand out from the bottom of his heart, it was simply because of the difference between Han and Di.

To him, the Khitan looked like a chamber pot, and he was so helpless that he had to hold it in. He had to use it when pinching his nose, but he really didn't want to touch his hands.

Unfortunately, this excuse definitely doesn't make sense in Yin Valley.

Yin Gu hopes to educate the Khitan, otherwise the leader of Yin Gu will not have been to be the Khitan Grand Tutor for several years.

So in Yin Gu's view, if he cannot protect the Khitan delegation today under the launch of the Four Spirits, why should Yin Gu believe that if he encounters a similar situation one day in the future, he can protect Yin Gu's walking, which endorses Wang Chen?

This will lead to a significant reduction in his weight in Hidden Valley's mind.

What's even more difficult is that if he forcibly protects the Khitan mission this time, some important figures, such as Mr. Qian Er, will change their attitude towards him.

It's really a dilemma.

After the wind and sand were thinking for a while, he had an idea and was about to leave, Ren Song hurriedly visited the door, with a wry smile on his face.

"I will not hide it from Feng Shao. This time, I shouldered a heavy burden and was ordered to unite the Xuanwu and White Tiger Guards to find the place for Deputy Director Yun. As a result, Princess Yan brought you out. I am very difficult to deal with. It is not attacking, nor is it not attacking."

For Ren Song, this is definitely not a good job. Fengsha may not be able to defeat the six deacons and kill him.

In short, it is difficult to do both ends when sandwiched in the middle.

Fengsha Ben's tense mood was much more relaxed, and he smiled and said, "It seems that the six deacons have given me some face, otherwise they just arranged a leader to attack. Let you lead the way because we can make up for the conversation."

Ren Song was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized.

The Four Spirits destroyed the Khitan delegation, and even if the tacit understanding between the two sides was broken, Fengsha, as the middle-aged man, would be backfired by the imbalanced situation and would definitely struggle to muddle the water again.

From Chenliu to Zhongping, to Dongniao, and to Nantang, Fengsha has fully proved that he is a master of disrupting the situation. The situation of a complete victory can be disrupted by him, and the situation of a complete defeat can also be disrupted by him.

The six deacons were probably worried that the wind and sand would be in chaos at the Four Spirits Conference, which would be more troublesome than killing all the Khitan missions.

Ren Song understood his thoughts and said with a smile: "It makes sense. Young Master Feng said what should I do now? I will listen to you."

Just listen to this, Fengsha asked, "What are you going to do?"

"In my opinion, just find some Khitans to take the blame. I will open my eyes and close my eyes..."

Ren Song pondered: "Just pretend that these people have done something wrong in private, and they don't involve the Khitan mission, and they can't get involved in the Princess of Yan, and then kill them. As long as Deputy Director Yun doesn't say anything, it will be left alone."

Fengsha squinted his eyes: "The Four Spirits Conference is about to be held. If such a face-losing thing happens, the six deacons will never give up. Even if they kill randomly, they will kill a river of blood. For the sake of the deacon, it is not right or wrong."

Ren Song was stunned for a moment, and had to admit that Fengsha's judgment was very reasonable, and his face became bitter again: "I have no idea anymore, and I still hope that Feng Shao will give me some advice."

Fengsha said lightly: "Look for soft persimmons to pinch them, beat the dog to show others, we kill the dog and eat dog meat. Although there is not much meat, we can get back the face."

Ren Song thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Is it the dog raised by the Khitans?"

Fengsha nodded suddenly.

Ren Song thought silently, smiled and admired sincerely.

"Destroy a mission of a mana, and not to break the deadlock. If we get back our face, it is enough to intimidate all parties. Young Master Feng is really smart, and the boy is not convinced. I really hope that he can follow you and learn for a few more years."

Feng Sharan laughed hoarsely: "Then I really nodded? Don't regret it."

At least this kid has appointed a position as the Suzaku Fengguan Envoy. Although Zhuque's authority is not heavy, he is always fat and he will not let a member of his side do it. He will not believe it when he is beaten to death.

Ren Song smiled awkwardly and said in a hurry: "You also know the temper of Princess Yan. If you are so arrogant, I really can't do anything to her. I'll ask Feng Shao to come forward and talk to her and tell her not to continue to disrupt the situation, so I can remove the person."

Xiao Yan is not very familiar with him, he is too familiar with Xiao Yan anymore.

Before, Xiao Yan was always Fengsha's close servant, and Fengsha didn't care much about her, so she made a lawless move in Tanzhou, looking for trouble every day and fighting everywhere. She wished she could scout three places a day, but most of them were not in the ordinary, and the causes were all trivial.

Of course, Fengsha was too lazy to pay attention to these nostalgic things. Most of them were Ren Song and He Guang, representing the Four Spirits, who helped wipe his butt and made his hands sore. You can imagine the headache.

Later, Ren Song learned that she was the Princess of Yan State and suddenly realized it and thought no wonder.

The two of them didn't say much and went out together to set off.

Today, Xiushanfang is already as scattered as a military camp. A large number of Xuanwu Guards holding swords and tortoise shields, one after another, with extraordinary momentum.

Near the Khitan delegation's headquarters, white tiger crossbows were set up in rows, and under the sunlight there were stars that seemed to be found in the night sky, as if they would fall to the next moment, until the sky was destroyed.

The forceful sharpness is enough to make anyone shudder.

The wind and sand saw Yunxu at the edge of the crossbow formation.

The two of them tacitly met and talked, and their close servants naturally isolated the private space.

Fengsha approached a little, took Yunxu's hand and looked up and down, and asked with concern: "You're not injured, are you?"

Yun Xu's face was pale and a little tired, showing a rare delicate appearance, which was extremely charming. He held Fengsha's big hand and looked to his back, his crisp and beautiful voice trembled slightly.

"I was shot here, but fortunately my inner armor has a skirt. Otherwise, ah! You are gentle, it hurts!"

Fengsha said angrily: "Or what? You can't die if you get an arrow on your butt. You just rushed to the place where you were shot. Your strength has not yet penetrated your inner armor, which means you are running very fast and the enemy is still far away from you!"

"What do you know! If the arrow is painted with poison, a small hole will cause blisters to itch and itchy. If it is scratched, it will cause pus to flow. Blisters will appear everywhere in the pus. In severe cases, it will cover the whole body. Then the body will be covered with scars. How do you ask someone to get married?"

Fengsha felt Yunxu's soft palms tremble, obviously really scared, and said with a smile: "I still want to get married? I think beautiful. By the way, I have seen many beauties. A scarred beauties may have a different flavor!"

Yun Xu was both ashamed and annoyed, and the aftertaste was a little sweet. Her beautiful face couldn't help but swell up a magnificent halo, and she stomped her feet and stepped on him hard.

The wind and sand were stunned for a moment, and a romance arose in my heart. I didn't just forget to shrink my feet, but even the pain was forgotten.
Chapter completed!