It has to be said that Xiaqiu County has a very weak presence among the four counties in Nanping Prefecture, mainly because of two reasons:

First, the original white seedlings have a weak sense of existence among the five seedlings;

The second is that the lower hill is the farthest city from Nanping Prefecture City.

Both status and geography are not dominant, so of course they do not have a strong sense of existence.

There are benefits and disadvantages to being a weak sense of existence.

The advantage is that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Compared with the other three counties, the lower hill warriors have a high degree of freedom. Things like the arrangement of Hou Yuxiao are very small in other counties, especially Nanping Prefecture City.

The disadvantage is that the news is blocked, the city lord's mansion has too much authority, and what happened in Hexi is usually Nanping Mansion. The last one to know is that it is okay on weekdays, but if it is a big deal, it will be a loss.

In the past, Xiaqiu had nothing major happened, and no important people came. Just seven days ago, the two young men of the Hou family came here, which was the biggest incident in Xiaqiu County over the past year. Therefore, it took seven or eight days before the heat gradually subsided.

The 15th September 1332 New Yu Calendar, late at night

Xiaqiu County City is shrouded in the night, and most people have fallen asleep, but the city lord's mansion is still brightly lit and bright like daytime.

Actually, it’s not surprising. After all, with millions of people in charge, the City Lord’s Mansion was originally a 24-hour round, and it was almost normal to have a bright light at night.

But today, it's obviously a little different!

In front of the Lord's Palace, there were thousands of people standing, all of whom were covered in black clothes, wearing black clothes, and could not see clearly, but there was a string of animal teeth ornaments hanging around their necks, and a white "miao" mark on the cuffs of their left hand. Almost none of them were lower than the Gangqi realm, and the aura of the three or four hundred people in front was not even lower than that of the Grandmaster realm.

There were five people standing in the front row, leading by a burly middle-aged man with rough skin. Among the four people behind him, three of them had a breath and a figure of equal size. The last man was in a delicate figure, which was the girl in black who had advised Chen Guzhen a few days ago.

"Chen Guzhen, what's the situation in the city?"

Chen Guzhen walked out of the crowd behind and bowed to the burly middle-aged man who asked him: "Report to the great leader, everything in the city has been arranged. In addition to the warriors in the meeting, all the warriors who have recently joined the meeting will also be present today. Just wait for the Holy Son to arrive and give orders, we will raise our arms and shout and go out of Hexi. It's no problem!"

"Okay, with you, I will feel relieved."

A sharp look flashed in Qingwu's eyes, and he turned to look at the north, his face full of hatred and hatred. The Hexi army massacred the Southern Xinjiang coalition, and Hou Yuxiao killed his brother Chang Qingxuan, as if it was yesterday.

Over the past year, all of Hexi's various measures have been aimed at extermination of the inheritance of the Five Miaoshu in southern Xinjiang. With the stack of new and old hatreds, Qing Wu's hatred towards Hexi and Hou's family has long been deeply rooted in his bones.

In the past six months, he thought of countless ways to take his niece Qingluan to find the children of the other three Miaos, secretly win over the hearts of the people of Miao in southern Xinjiang, and specially collect warriors above the Gangqi realm who are loyal to southern Xinjiang, and create this four Miao Federation with a scale of up to 10,000 people in order to be able to reverse Hexi and restore the old system in southern Xinjiang.

Until July this year, he felt a bright future.

After all, when Hou Yuxiao destroyed southern Xinjiang last year, he was only in the strength of the martial arts sub-saint realm, and only 700,000 elite troops in Hexi. As long as he can continue to strengthen himself and divide Nanping based on Nanping Prefecture, there will always be a chance.

The niece Qingluan has outstanding talent in martial arts, which is higher than her father, his brother. She is only forty years old and is already a cultivation in the Ganyang realm. Even if there is no opportunity, it is not impossible to surpass Hou Yuxiao as long as you improve steadily.

He can afford to wait, and his niece Qingluan can also wait. As long as he can restore the old system in southern Xinjiang, they can consume it no matter how long it takes, as long as they can see hope.

However, after July, their hopes are gone!

The elites of millions of sanctuary in Hexi destroyed Leiyin Temple, captured Jianye Mansion, unified the four prefectures and half of the states, Hou Yuxiao forced Shi Tian to death and defeated the new saint Fahai. These things instantly destroyed Qing Wu's confidence and the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

Even my niece Qingluan was hit!

The growing Four Miao Federation seemed to have become a joke in front of the Hou family in Hexi, or in other words, news about Hou Yuxiao.

Ten years, hundred years, thousand years, is there still hope for the old system in southern Xinjiang?

Even Qingluan, the niece who claimed that he was more talented than the five tigers of the Hou family and vowed to kill Hou Yuxiao to avenge his father Qingxuan, was silent for the first time when he heard the news that Hou Yuxiao forced the saint to death.

They seem to have no hope.

However, at this time, the Rakshasa Holy Teaching put out an olive branch.

Qing Wu didn't know what happened in the Five Elements Heaven. He only knew that his elder brother Qing Xuan and Bai Tong followed Hou Yuxiao into the Five Elements Heaven. Later, only Hou Yuxiao came out, and Qing Xuan and Bai Tong both died inside. It was self-evident who the murderer was. Moreover, Hexi took the initiative to invade southern Xinjiang and killed countless soldiers from the Southern Xinjiang coalition.

Later, Ni Han was resurrected and Emperor Jin took action, so it had nothing to do with Qing Wu, and it was no longer under his consideration. His hatred was all in Hexi, on Hou Yuxiao.

Therefore, even though he knew that the Rakshasa Holy Sect might have been using his elder brother Qingxuan last time, he accepted it this time, because facing Hexi and Hou Yuxiao, he could no longer think of any way except relying on the Rakshasa Holy Sect.

"The Holy Son came to southern Xinjiang last year. He was only six years old. Although he was young, he was extremely arrogant. It was rumored that the leader Sikong Yue was raised by him and his mother and son, and was extremely favored. Therefore, he is also a position above ten thousand people in the entire Yongzhou. If he could be valued, maybe we could also enter Sikong Yue's sight.

Now that the entire Xiayuan Dao is occupied by Hexi, the Rakshasa Holy Sect must have been dissatisfied with the Hou family for a long time. The Rakshasa Holy Sect can really attack Hexi, which is a great opportunity for our southern Xinjiang to restore the throne!"

Qing Wu's words immediately aroused the expectations in everyone's hearts. Not only the four people around him, but also the members of the Federation below were full of strong expectations for the restoration of southern Xinjiang. Hearing this, his face under the mask suddenly became moved.

"There are currently more than 10,000 people in the Four Miao Federation, five Yin-Yang Realm warriors, thirteen Yuandan Realm warriors, three hundred and seventy-two Grandmaster Realm warriors, and more than 5,300 Gangqi Realm warriors. Although this power is incomparable to the Hou clan of Hexi, it is still quite weak. I don't believe that the Holy Son doesn't look down on us..."

"You are like the Four Miao Federation, and you have poor strength, but you are not even smart. I said I'm coming here tonight, but you are not ready yet, tsk tsk..."

Qing Wu was interrupted by a frivolous voice with some teasing, and his face changed suddenly. He turned his head and looked to the west of the square. There were also people below him who were like him and turned to look over.

A slender black figure suddenly flew from the west. Everyone looked closely and realized that it was a handsome boy who was only in his twenties. Although the boy had a childish face, his eyebrows were elegant, and there was a rather arrogant smile on his lips. He walked in black clothes and exuded a noble temperament that was thousands of miles away.

That's right, it's a noble temperament.

Even if he had only one person and had no pomp, it seemed to everyone that he was just the cultivation level of the third level of the Grandmaster. But everyone clearly felt a noble temperament from him.

Come here tonight...

Qing Wu recalled what the boy had just said in his mind, and suddenly looked stunned. Then he asked softly with a tone of confusion: "Dare you ask, is the person coming, the Holy Son of Wuyuan?"

The rest of the people were stunned, with a hint of doubt on their faces.

The Holy Son of Wuyuan is six years old last year and should be seven this year.

The boy in front of me is obviously in his early twenties.

How could it be the Holy Son of Wuyuan...

"Why, don't believe me?"

The boy in black showed a low smile on his face, and walked directly to Qing Wu and the others. He even turned around and looked at the people standing in the square without any stage fright.

Qing Wu felt a little upset, but he was afraid that the person in front of him was the real Holy Son of Wuyuan. He gritted his teeth and took the rest of the people, bowed to the young man and said respectfully: "See the Holy Son!"

"We, see the Holy Son!"

The young man laughed twice, shook his head and said, "Don't shout so early. I haven't agreed yet. I want to accept you..."

Qing Wu's expression narrowed, and suddenly thought of what the boy said when he just came over, and asked softly: "I dare to ask, Qing Wu is not ready to neglect the Holy Son. Please ask the Holy Son to say it clearly, and we will do our best to remedy it."

"I have had a word with you before. This time I come here, and I cannot let anyone know, but you..."

Qing Wu's face stopped and he immediately turned to look at Chen Guzhen.

"The villain promises that all suspicious people in the city have been eliminated, and there will definitely be no other invisible person coming tonight."

"I don't know if I have eyes or not, someone can be sure!"

As soon as Chen Guzhen finished his promise, the Holy Son of Wuyuan interrupted him with one sentence. Then he turned to look at the north side of the square and whispered: "You two have been hiding for so long, it's time to show up!"

Thousands of people in the square, including Chen Guzhen, Qing Wu and others, all turned their heads and looked over. When they saw this, their expressions suddenly became condensed.

In the air, two teenagers in black clothes slowly emerged from the night sky. The two teenagers had a hint of confusion on their faces. They looked at the Holy Son of Wuyuan and asked, "How did you find us?"

"I'm not wrong with the things in the Five Elements Heaven, are you?"

After saying that, the Holy Son Wuyuan even turned his palms and a black orb that suddenly appeared in his palms. He looked at the two of them with pride.

Hou Wuji and Hou Wuqi looked at each other, and turned their hands together. There was a black smelling orb lying on their palms.

It is exactly the same as the Holy Son of Wuyuan.

"How come you have the Abyssal Pearl?"

Hou Wuji immediately asked a stern question. He had just seen the face of the Holy Son of Wuyuan in secret, and inexplicably felt an extremely strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. When he saw the other party taking out the Juechen Pearl that only his father would have, he felt even more uncomfortable.

It was okay for Hou Wuqi to look at Zhan Taiwuyuan's face, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes, especially the more he looked, the more the doubt in his eyes became.

How do you feel so familiar?

Hearing Hou Wuji's questioning, Zhan Taiwuyuan did not answer immediately, but took back the Juechen Pearl first, then looked at the two brothers facing each other, tilted their necks slightly, and a trace of interesting guess gradually rose in his eyes.

Only the Five Elements Genius have the Jue Chen Pearl. In addition to my aunt, there is only the Lord of Hexi, Hou Yuxiao, who can let Hou Yuxiao give Jue Chen Pearl, whose identity...

"Hou Yuxiao, who are you two?"

Zhan Taiwuyuan suddenly asked softly, and it was obvious that he tried to make his tone calm, but anyone with a little experience could hear that after his calm tone, there was a strong murderous intent and ruthlessness.

When Hou Wuji heard this question, a hint of arrogant expression appeared on his face and wanted to answer. However, when he saw the eldest brother Hou Wuqi next to him shook his head gently, he realized something and stopped talking.

However, there are many people present at the moment who know their identities.

"Report to the Holy Son, the one on the left is called Hou Wuji, the son of Hou Yuxiao, the lord of Hexi, and the one on the right is called Hou Wuqian, the son of Hou Yuxiao's fifth brother Hou Yuduan."

Qing Wu was filled with joy at this moment. He could naturally hear the murderous intent in Zhan Taiwuyuan's tone just now, so he immediately told him the identities of the two.

As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Taiwuyuan in front of him was like a gust of wind, and rushed away directly with the two brothers of Hou. And while he was still halfway, a long sword flew out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the vitality attached to the sword body, leading out a sharp sword edge, until Hou Wuji, among the two brothers.

"I really look for it everywhere. I can't kill your father. I'll kill you, a brat, and collect some interest!"

When Hou Wuji heard someone wanted to kill his father, a strong look suddenly appeared on his face, including Hou Wuqi beside him. He looked ugly when he heard this. The two of them also pulled out their swords, and the true energy of the mysterious demons spread out from their bodies, and they took Zhan Taiwuyuan's sword from left and right.

"A mere saint son, kill my father, I will kill you first!"

"You dare to speak so arrogantly at the third level of the Grandmaster. Humph!"

The three of them fought in an instant. At the same time, Qing Wu was very surprised, but he quickly turned his head to look at the people in the square and shouted loudly: "Everyone ran away quickly, all of them left the lower hill, and ran far away, and they were not allowed to stay here."

When everyone below heard this order, they were stunned. The four people on the stage were even more confused. Qingluan said with a hint of harsh expression on her face: "Second uncle, let's help the Holy Son of Wuyuan to kill those two Housing two people, isn't it okay?"

The other three nodded, expressing their agreement.

If you help the Saint Son of Wuyuan kill Hou Wuji and Wuji, then Hou Yuxiao and Hou Yuduan lose their son, they will inevitably start a war with the Saint Sect of Rakshasa. Wouldn't it be just right to restore the southern border? Why run away?

"Idiots, no one of them can die. If we die, we will die. If we don't run away, none of you will survive!"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned. Then they quickly reacted, their faces changed, and in an instant, everyone began to flee.
Chapter completed!