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A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 218

Author: Mysterious planet
updatedAt: 2025-08-22

At dawn, the snow decreased slightly.

    Outside the city of Pingtao County, outside the nameless village where thick smoke dispersed.

    "There are new hoof prints here!" a strong voice sounded, "there are three horses, one of which is a thousand mile god horse with a step length of far more than ordinary horses."

    Ten meters behind him, a team of Xuanjia Knights waited silently. There were blood stains between the refined iron leaves. Only a pair of eyes were as bright as stars. They just stood silent, which brought great deterrence to people!

    "Go and tell the general."

    "Yes, chief!"

    As soon as you ride out, you are absolutely forbidden.

    meanwhile.

    The yellow scarf army was located in front of the camp in the village. A beautiful man wearing armor whispered, "when did I come to Binzhou to learn magic?"

    A pinch of white fox hair was twisted on his slender fingers.

    "General, it is estimated that the scholar on a study tour happened to meet a yellow scarf thief who robbed the village and saw that women and children were bullied. He was angry and made a move with hatred."

    "Bingzhou is bitter and cold. Which aristocratic family would like to visit here." the man looked gentle, shook his head and said, "a military general disguised as a Confucian. In addition, he seems to have captured the enemy chieftain alive."

    Then he raised his hand and pointed to his back. A broken flag inserted in the grain truck swayed in the wind.

    The first soldier looked back and asked, "which general will it be?"

    "Just catch up and have a look. I''ll go myself and take five Pro guards."

    The blood stained flag full of minced meat was easily pulled out. The man grabbed it in his hand and bumped it. He looked more and more curious.

    "I''m afraid it''s not right, general."

    "When the southern Huns invaded the border, the assassin was trapped in Yunzhong county. We should rush to help..."

    The man ignored and ordered four Xuanjia knights. Then, pointing to the scouts who came to repay the situation, he ordered: "go on, meet at the ferry before dark."

    "Here!"

    The nail pieces collided and made a sound.

    ……

    Forty miles away, Wenshui boundary.

    Lu Li grabbed the ladle and scooped up the river with floating ice. He sniffed it first. He didn''t smell the bloody smell, so he drank it.

    It''s freezing.

    "Woo woo..."

    A big Qiu Jie man with a bare upper body and a broken sackcloth in his mouth kept making noises, trying to attract attention.

    Unfortunately, nobody paid attention.

    Pang Chun and Ji Zhong are eating rice cakes. At the same time, they look at the bubbling iron pot.

    Stewed fresh fish with taro.

    Previously, the village was looted by yellow scarf thieves. All the men were killed, and the women ended up worse. Anyway, there was no life. The three simply took some food for storage on the road.

    "Lord, someone roasted three native chickens before leaving the original Pavilion. Why not make it hot?"

    Then Ji Zhong swallowed his saliva. At the thought of the greasy barbecue, the cold and tasteless rice cake in his hand became difficult to swallow.

    "The rice cake didn''t taste very good. It didn''t even put salt. Birds faded out of its mouth."

    Pang Chun couldn''t help agreeing.

    There were more than 200 miscellaneous soldiers. Apart from those unlucky bastards who were picked to death by Lu Li when sprinting, they killed at least 170 people.

    Even if it is replaced by domestic pigs bound with four hoofs, it will take a lot of effort to let them slaughter wantonly.

    Hearing the speech, Lu Li swallowed a rice cake with cold water and replied, "leave me a chicken leg."

    "Woo woo..."

    The sobs came again.

    Meng Liang''s eyes were about to crack and he kept struggling. It seemed that he had something important to hold back for a long time and was ready to tell the three in front of him.

    Seeing this, Pang Chun suggested, "Lord, why don''t you try this guy while you have time now?"

    Lu Li, who personally broke his tendons, knew that this guy didn''t hold any good words in his mouth. His tone was flat and said, "don''t worry, starve him for a day and kill his spirit."

    In fact, Lu Li was very clear. When the tiger body shook, the prisoner immediately grabbed the ground with his head and said everything he knew.

    It''s impossible to think about it.

    Taiping Road is best at brainwashing. Those yellow scarf warriors are not afraid of death. They shout "heaven is dead, and the yellow sky should stand". They turn into giants and fight for their lives, not to mention the generals who awaken the soul of war?

    In addition, how many people who dare to pull the flag to rebel have wives and children? I''m probably single. There''s nothing to fear in my heart.

    In other words.

    A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

    At this time, Ji Zhong put the frozen roast chicken next to the fire, got up and said, "Lord, there''s nothing left or right to do. Let someone try."

    "Well, be vigilant and don''t be hurt by this guy."

    With that, Lu Li took the lead in walking over and looked at Meng Liang with a burst of green tendons at his neck. The warning was obvious: "if you don''t want your teeth to be knocked clean, you can''t speak in your life, you''d better be calm."

    Not long ago, the rag appeared in Ji Zhong''s hands. He said first, "don''t talk nonsense."

    "I only ask you, where are you from, who are you deployed, where have you captured, and where are your goals next."

    "Hum!"

    Meng Liang was about to scold. He happened to see Lu Li holding a long knife. He stopped. He snorted coldly and said, "give me a good time. Don''t want to ask me a word!"

    One side, Pang Chun''s eyes flashed a trace of impatience. As a thief in the pavilion, he thought he had seen all kinds of naughty scoundrels, and immediately got up and came.

    Seeing that the three men surrounded and tried to torture important military affairs from their own mouth, Meng Liang flashed a determination in his eyes.

    "Huang Tian... Woo!"

    Lu Li, who had been prepared for a long time, punched him to the ground with the sound of breaking wind. At the same time, he grabbed the broken linen and stuffed it into Meng Liang''s mouth.

    "Forget it, the means of Taiping Road are strange. Don''t get close to this guy alone in the future."

    Then Lu Li turned and walked towards the fire.

    Woo woo

    After glancing at Meng Liang, who looked like a madman, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun scolded in their hearts, and quickly followed up.

    Next, there were no accidents.

    Lu Li took a look behind him from time to time, eating fish soup bubble cake and eating chicken legs, so as not to make the thief commit suicide by any strange means——

    Even if you can''t ask for information, it''s good to ask for credit and reward. It''s always more valuable than death.

    "Lord, keep going and have a rest for half an hour."

    When the voice came, Lu Li also felt that it was time to go. As a result, he was preparing to answer, when he heard the rapid sound of horse hoofs.

    Breathing, a dark shadow appeared in the line of sight, with a blue mane, a fine scale armor on the horse''s head, a golden helmet and purple robe on his back, and his face was elegant.

    "Chasing soldiers or passing by?"

    Lu Li flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes and pressed the handle of the knife with one hand. Pang Chun looked at the trees tied to his horse and didn''t want to deal with it.

    But unexpectedly, the man looked down his line of sight and found the abnormal black maned horse. His slender eyes narrowed, pulled the reins and stopped immediately.

    "Two or three sons, have you ever seen a Confucian scholar passing by with two followers?"

    "Left."

    With that, Lu Li didn''t think about it and pointed to the fork in front.

    Ji Zhong, with sharp eyes and a low voice, said, "Lord, he''s looking at your fur cloak."

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