The camp was built by Yang Ci in Caoyang Pavilion, which shows that he did have any effort.

The banquet was also very rich. Yang Ci and a group of gentry raised their glasses and toasted Dong Qi. From the moment, Yang Ci did not reveal any flaws. But Dong Qi could feel that there were so many false emotions in his smile.

After glanced at the slightly turbid wine in the jade cup, Dong Qi was a little hesitant.

Not drinking is obviously a shame for Yang Ci; but after drinking it, Dong Qi's mind appears as his sister Dong Yu.

If a scholar acts cruelly, it can be said that he is using any means.

I wonder if my elder sister believed Han Sui and ended up in a miserable end?

The lessons of the past are still there, and Dong Qi couldn't help but feel hesitant. Moreover, Yang Ci used the same wine pot to pour wine. Could it be that he was willing to die with him?

"Marquis Wugong, please drink!" Yang Ci raised his glass to invite him.

Dong Qi hesitated for a moment, and when he raised his glass and suddenly wanted to drink it, the snow ghost who had been crawling beside him suddenly stood up, whimpered, and suddenly knocked the glass in Dong Qi's hand away, and at the same time let out a low sob.

"Sit down!"

Snow ghosts rarely do this. Could it be that there is danger in this drink?

Dong Qi's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes were narrowed involuntarily and looked at Yang Ci. Yang Ci's expression was obviously a bit unnatural. Although he was still smiling, he looked a little guilty, and he looked like a ghost in his heart.

flagon?

Dong Qi subconsciously glanced at the wine pot in Yang Ci's hand.

The golden light is shining and beautiful. The surface is carved with golden dragon patterns and inlaid with seven dark emerald gems, which is extremely eye-catching.

If you just work hard, why use such a beautiful wine pot?

Although Dong Qi had no eye for price, he could also see the preciousness of the wine pot.

I couldn't help but feel moved. I heard of this plot in my last life. There were two containers in a wine pot, but they were not the same wine. The plot of killing people with poisoned wine is the same.

After looking at the snow, Dong Qi snorted, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

But in fact, we use signals that only the snow ghost can understand to tell it to pay attention, and there may be dangers in the future.

The snow ghost whimpered, crawling on the ground.

The long hair covered the limbs, which looked like they were lying down, but in fact they were half-squatting, and the limbs were slightly bent. The slender body showed a strange curve, and as long as Dong Qi gave the order, it would attack immediately.

Dong Qi stood up with a smile and held the jade cup.

"The old man laughed. I am a ignorant person and often make such jokes... I should be punished with three glasses of wine, so I would rather pour the wine myself."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yang Ci's arm with a snatch, letting Yang Ci struggle several times, but he could not break free from the iron-like palm. Dong Qi didn't look at Yang Ci, and snatched the wine pot from him. Then he raised his head and looked at Yang Ci.

"The wine pot of Mr. Lao is so exquisitely made!"

Lao Yangci's face suddenly became very ugly. He laughed forcefully and wanted to bring the wine pot over, but he couldn't find a reason.

But Dong Qi put down the jade cup and stroked the wine pot.

"As such exquisite utensils, I wonder what kind of world is inside?"

In fact, when I picked up the wine pot, Dong Qi discovered the clue. This wine pot has two spouts that produce wine. There is a spout in each ear of the two ear pot. It is difficult to see the mystery without holding it in my hand. When pouring the wine, you just need to turn it gently, and no one can tell whether you are using the spout to produce wine, because the ears of the wine pot are exactly the same.

I gently uncovered the lid of the pot and saw two pot glands inside.

Dong Qi pretended to be surprised and chuckled softly, "Why is there really something else in this place!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiu suddenly shouted angrily: "Damn Dong, eat my sword!"

A short sword with a cold light slid out from the sleeve of the robe and stabbed towards Dong Qi. Yang Xiu stood beside Yang Ci. It was really hard to avoid this sudden move. Dong Qi ignored him and took Yang Ci's arm.

Yang Ci is already in his seventies or eighties, how can he withstand Dong Qi's strength?

As he staggered, Yang Xiu's short sword sank into Yang Ci's abdomen with a thud. At the same time, the snow ghost rushed out, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Yang Xiu's arm hard. The full name of the snow ghost is the snow ghost face mastiff, which is the most fierce among the mastiffs. It can tear apart the tiger and leopard. The strength of this bite is amazing.

Yang Xiu screamed and a stream of blood spurted out.

The arm was bitten into two pieces by the snow ghost, and he screamed and knelt on the ground.

How could a young man in his 14th Five-Year Plan be able to withstand such severe pain? The people in the camp were startled by the scene in front of him, and suddenly shouted in unison, pulled out the sword from under the mat, and rushed towards Dong Qi. Hesitant to attend the banquet, Dong Qi could not bring his drum-beating golden hammer. Moreover, ordinary weapons were not suitable, so he only carried the golden hammer with him.

Dong Qi's golden gourd hammer weighs 36 kilograms. The hammer head is made of mica essence iron. It is only the size of a baby's fist, and it is covered with protruding sharp thorns. The hammer handle is three feet long and seventy-two mica stones forward, which can reflect bright light.

When this golden gourd was created, it was secretly in line with the number of Tiangang and Earth Evil. The handle had a double-ear hook, which was usually hung on the horse.

Overall, from the outside, this golden gourd hammer looks like an ornament at just 11 or pounds.

No one would have thought that this was a powerful weapon for killing people. Seeing that the other party was trying to find a dagger, Dong Qi grabbed Yang Ci and smashed it outward.

At the same time, he turned around and walked to the edge of the table, grabbed the golden gourd.

Facing the sword that was coming, the golden gourd was sealed out. With a clang, the sword flew out. He took the opportunity to knock the mountain and shake the tiger, smashing a person's head to pieces. The golden gourd hammer danced, and the wind blew. The sharp thorn on the hammer head and the barbs on the shank instantly turned into murderous weapons. The seventy-two mica stones on the long handle reflected the butter candle, reflecting the colorful psychedelic light, and blood sprayed, showing a strange aura in this light.

The snow ghost rushes, tearing and biting.

Because it often fights with Dong Qi, Dong Qi asked someone to create a suit of armor for the Snow Ghost.

It was not heavy, but it protected the vital points. The sword looked like it, making a clang of gold and iron collision, and the sharp claws were filled with cold light, and flesh and blood flew everywhere in an instant.

The people outside the tent heard the movement inside and knew that the matter was exposed.

He waved his sword and rushed into the tent. Dong Qi rushed to the door of the tent with great strides. The golden gourd was smashed, causing the opponent's bones to break and his brain to burst. One person actually made the village hero brought by Yang Ci unable to move forward. In front of the tent, corpses were instantly piled up.

At this time, the sound of people shouting and neighing from outside the camp came from the sound of horses.

Wang Rong led his troops into the camp, and the phoenix wings flew up and down, and wherever he passed, people were leaning on their backs and horses were turning over.

In front of the trolls, three or four hundred village heroes were simply vulnerable mobs. In just a moment, they killed the village heroes and fled everywhere.

Dong Qi raised his hand and smashed a person to death, and roared, "Wang Rong, why are you here now? What's going on with your wife?"

"Don't worry, a group of mobs are actually attacking us... Cheng Li has led his men to wipe out the bandits."

Dong Qi then breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the corpses in the camp, his heart couldn't help but feel aroused.

He turned around and rushed into the camp, trying to capture Yang Ci and ask. But Yang Ci was already dead. The short sword that pierced into his belly was actually applied with poison. After the sword went down, Yang Ci died, with a black look on the wound.

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The snow ghost whimpered softly, and then Dong Qi noticed Yang Xiu, who was lying in a pool of blood, was still alive even though he was unconscious.

"Come on the bucket of water!"

Immediately, a troll walked into the camp with a bucket of water and threw it on Yang Xiu.

Aroused by the cold water, Yang Xiu was in a leisurely shape. Seeing Yang Ci in the pool of blood, he couldn't help but cry out: "Grandpa!"

"Your grandpa is dead, and if you... answer my question properly, maybe I will spare your life!"

Yang Xiu had a pale face, struggled to stand up, pointed at Dong Qi with one arm, and cursed.

"You are a traitor in the country, and you will definitely not die well. I was unable to kill you today, it was just your luck. I am waiting for you on the road to the underworld, and I will see that your family will not die well... Dong Bidder, if you have the affair, you will kill me, see if I am afraid."

Dong Qi frowned and his murderous intent showed his face.

This little boy...

Do all the scholars in the world think this is the case? What have we done? Why are we called thieves in our country? Have I ever done anything to harm the country and the people?

"Stop talking, bastard!"

Wang Rong was furious and grabbed Yang Xiu's collar, which was a series of slaps.

Yang Xiu's cheeks were red and swollen, and blood flowed from his mouth. However, he still forced himself to scold Dong Qi, making Dong Qi angry and angry.

This little bastard scolded him so viciously that it was unbearable.

Dong Qi narrowed his eyes into a slit, "The little boy's mouth is quite hard..."

As he said that, he gently patted the snow ghost. The snow ghost rushed over, opened his mouth and bit Yang Xiu's leg. With the force, he tore off a piece of bloody flesh.

Yang Xiu screamed in pain, but Dong Qi's heart was as cold as ice.

"Come on, hang him up for me... I want to see how hard his mouth can be."

Dong Qi was not a very cruel person, but the scholars were there and the repeated provocations really angered him.

Wang Rong hung Yang Xiu on the cross beam at the entrance of the camp, and Dong Qi came over with two snow ghosts.

"Baby, I know you are very hard... But I want to see how hard you can be... Wang Rong asked me for his confession, and if he didn't answer, he would let Daxue Erxue tear him a piece of meat. Boy, this time you really angered me!"

As he spoke, he turned over and stepped onto the lion's mane beast.

A horse galloped in the distance, and the trolls shouted loudly: "Lord, a man from Hongnong is coming!"

“How many people are there?”

"About three or four thousand people... under the banner of Sima."

"Sima? What Sima?"

Dong Qi couldn't help but be stunned and turned around to ask the people around him.

But most of the people around Dong Qi came from Zhangye and Longxi. I really don’t know much about the Sili area.

Qu Yi pressed the vehicle and protected Dong Lu and others to come.

"Lord, what should we do? Why will this official army come out to attack us?"
To be continued...