Start from bad people and add some practice

"Your Majesty, please spare me! I have no heirs yet! I..."

Rao General Zheng begged so hard that his forehead was bleeding, but Zhu Youzhen still ignored it.

"Pull it down, pull it down, I always keep my word, how can I make an exception for you?"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Youzhen let out a wanton smile.

In the end, General Zheng was dragged out, and then he remembered the horrific screams.

But Zhu Youzhen was quite impressed by this kind of scream.

Suddenly at this moment, two mysterious figures in loose robes suddenly floated into the big tent.

The robes on these two people are red and blue respectively, so their identities are already known.

The Water and Fire Judge of the Xuanming Sect!

Zhu Youzhen glanced at them, frowned, and said, "I said Yang Yan and Yang Miao, can you walk well? You have to float in, are you tired?"

Hearing this, Yang Yan and Yang Miao couldn't help but look at each other, silent.

To be honest, walking while floating like this is of course very tiring, because internal energy needs to be exercised all the time.

But in order to maintain the Xuanming Sect's style of judge of water and fire, they can only do so.

Zhu Youzhen saw that they didn't reply and didn't talk nonsense on this topic, so she said directly: "Yang Yan and Yang Miao, you two have been lurking in Xuanming Sect so far. Although you haven't done anything, you have done a lot of hard work. Now I am When employing people, you should take off your disguise and come back to help me!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yang Yan and Yang Miao punched Zhu Youzhen at the same time.

Afterwards, with a big wave of their hands, the two of them threw away their robes, revealing a burly and powerful figure.

Each of them wears a half-mask.

Among them, Yang Yan has bright red hair and a special red tattoo on his body.

As for Yang Miao, he has blue hair and a special blue pattern tattooed on his body.

"Subordinate Yang Yan!"

"Subordinate Yang Miao!"

"See Your Majesty!"

......

At this time, it was a cup of tea before Liu Ziji entered Jiazhai.

The army in Jiazhai is indeed quite a lot, and it is estimated that the number must be several thousand.

If it is tough, I am afraid that I will be exhausted by the wheel battle.

But if it's mixed in, it's different.

This time, he and Yan Lingji are working together in a division of labor.

He is responsible for the grain and grass in the east, and Yan Lingji is in charge of the grain and grass in the west.

However, Liu Ziji did not attack the grain and grass immediately, but waited for Yan Lingji's voice to strike west.

Because there is more food and grass stored in the east of Jiazhai, and there are more guards guarding it, and the guards here don't even let the killers of the Xuanming Sect approach, so it is a bit difficult for Liu Ziji not to do anything.

So a little calculation is needed.

And this subtotal was handed over to Yan Lingji to start.

As long as Yan Lingji makes noise in the west and attracts a large number of soldiers, Liu Ziji can take advantage of it.

After a while, a panicked sound of shouting and yelling was heard from the west.

"It's not good! There's a fire!"

"Come and put out the fire!"

Liu Ziji pretended to be patrolling around, and sure enough, he found that thick smoke was coming from the western sky.

So Liu Ziji also yelled.

"It's not good! There's a fire! Brothers, let's put out the fire!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Ziji waved his hand and pretended to rush towards the direction of the fire.

Seeing this, the soldiers patrolling around immediately ran towards the place where the fire broke out.

But as he walked, Liu Ziji secretly turned back.

He is only responsible for the rhythm, and he will definitely not really put out the fire.

At this moment, since the sound of fire was heard throughout Jiazhai, most of the patrolling soldiers had already rushed to the west to help put out the fire, and there were only thirty or so guards left here.

They were guarding around the wooden fence, about four or five meters apart.

Liu Ziji looked for the right opportunity, and taking advantage of the opportunity when several people's eyes stayed on the place where the smoke was rising to the west, a Benlang Yuequan stepped forward, jumped over the fence and jumped into the grain pile.

Immediately, he bent down and hid himself with a grain pile as tall as a person.

It is said to be a pile of grain, but it is not all grain in the narrow sense.

Half of it is products such as wheat rice.

As for the other half, there are pancakes, pot helmets, and hubing made of various noodles and rice.

These are the main food for Liang Guo marching soldiers.

In addition, there are various sauces, salt blocks, pickles and miscellaneous cakes brought in to ensure the salt content.

Liu Ziji quickly put his palm on a bag of Guokui biscuits.

Immediately, the sound of the system came.

[A bag of pancakes: a bag full of pancakes. 】

【Is it in the backpack? 】

Yes!

[A bag of Hubing: A bag full of Hubing. 】

【Is it in the backpack? 】

【...】

1 minutes passed slowly.

Most of the objects touched by Liu Ziji's fingers disappeared in place.

As long as these items are judged by the system, they can be put into the backpack.

But some things that cannot be judged by the system cannot be put into the backpack.

Coupled with the limited capacity of the system's backpack, Liu Ziji only stole about two-thirds of the food.

At this time, the guards finally discovered the abnormality inside the wooden fence.

After all, the food piled up like a mountain is now directly reduced by more than half. As long as you are not a fool and your eyes are not blind, you can detect the abnormality inside.

One person was stunned, and immediately shouted: "No...it's not good! The food...the food is gone!"

"The food disappeared?"

After hearing this loud cry, a large group of guard soldiers also turned around and looked inside.

When they saw this, their faces froze.

The food that was originally one person tall and piled up to the brim can now be seen at a glance!

How is this going?

After the guards were stunned for a while, they quickly rushed into the fence with chaotic footsteps.

As soon as they walked into the fence, they saw a ghost soldier wearing a ghost mask and ghost mask armor.

That is the attire of the Xuanming Sect killer.

"A member of the Xuanming Sect? When did you come here?"

"Say! Why are you here?"

"Where did you get the food?"

These dozens of soldiers pressed the question, and at the same time pointed the tip of the spear in their hands at the ghost soldier in Xuanmingjiao costume, as if they were about to pounce at the next moment.

Faced with these people's persecution, Liu Ziji didn't say a word.

Now that there are fewer people who are aware of the abnormality here, it is a good time to break out. Wait for a while and there will be more people, and it will be difficult to escape.

Holding the Xuanmingjiao scimitar that was not in his hand, Liu Ziji rushed outside.

"Brothers, don't let him escape!"

The guards reacted and immediately rushed forward with their weapons.

Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared.

The scimitar in Liu Ziji's hand had already been handed over to these guards.

Only the sound of tinkling and banging of weapons was heard, and the dozens of guards stabbed like a shower of guns, but were bounced out by Liu Ziji's ink-colored saber energy.

Several people even fell tens of meters away!

Naturally, this is not saber qi. Liu Ziji's saber technique can be said to be ignorant, and he has not yet reached the strength to use saber aura.This was actually Liu Ziji's feigning with the qi of the magic ink magic skill.

After the guards were knocked to the ground by the stellar energy, some people moaned softly.

As for the rest of the people who were still standing, they also had unbelievably terrified expressions on their faces.

Liu Ziji took this opportunity and ran towards the crowded place.

Anyway, there are quite a few killers from the Xuanming sect in this village.

Once he got into it, no one would be able to find it!

Just as he reached the crowd fighting the fire, a Xuanming Sect killer ran towards him.

"How is it?" Yan Lingji's deep voice came.

"It's done." Liu Ziji also whispered, "How are you doing?"

"I set it on fire and got mixed into the crowd without anyone noticing."

"Someone saw the clothes on my side. Before these people can react, let's leave quickly."

"it is good."