The Fake Eunuch of the Empress: Bind the Shadow Corps at the beginning

It was very quiet outside the tent, except for the occasional patrol soldiers passing by, there was not even a guard.

After Lin Xi quietly lowered the flying sword, out of caution, he summoned Zhang Wuji to explore the way.

This guy's intelligence is obviously higher than other shadow ninjas now, and he already has his own style of doing things.

After waiting for another half a stick of incense, Lin Xi saw Zhang Wuji waving at him at the door of the tent.

This means that everything is going well...

Lin Xi immediately lowered the flying sword and landed lightly on the ground.

He tilted his head and looked inside, only to see that the tent was in a mess, and several Liao warriors lay sprawled on the carpet, sleeping soundly.

And on the main seat of the tent, there was also a tall man lying on the table in front of him and fell into a deep sleep.

However, from this angle, only the top of his head can be seen, and it is not clear whether he is wearing a forehead protector.

Hooking his hands at Zhang Wuji, signaling him to watch the wind outside, Lin Xi walked in on his feet.

Cautiously avoiding the messy big men, he jumped in front of the main seat within a few steps.

But just when he was about to poke his head over to look at the man's forehead, something happened suddenly.

The man who had been sleeping on the table suddenly straightened up, and his right palm changed into a sharp claw and grabbed Lin Xi's neck.

If this claw was firmly grasped, Lin Xi reckoned that his neck would have to be broken on the spot.

He quickly mobilized his spiritual energy to condense in front of him, blocking the man's claw at a critical moment.

But before he could relax, the aura shield was broken in the blink of an eye.

The man's attack was only blocked for a moment, and the next moment he slapped Lin Xi hard on the chest, blasting him out of the tent, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, and falling to the ground with all his might.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji quickly drew his sword and stood in front of Lin Xi.

The power of the horse talisman in the body was quickly mobilized, and the surging blood calmed down in an instant.

Although the injury is serious, it does not hinder the movement.

But seeing that the opponent was not in a hurry to attack, Lin Xi didn't stand up.

The man walked out of the tent step by step. His face was stiff and his eyes were dull.

The cow talisman protector on his forehead and the unparalleled strength all show that he is the number one warrior of the Liao Kingdom.

Lee Sang Hyuk.

But he didn't feel like a person to Lin Xi, but like a puppet.

It's just how the puppet pretends to be asleep...

Someone must be plotting against me behind my back.

A name flashed across Lin Xi's mind instantly.

He licked the blood from his lips, and weakly shouted:

"Slaughter Fellow Daoist, how long will you have to hide?"

After the words fell, a familiar voice came from the corner of the tent.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist is really clever, he guessed that I was here so quickly."

Tu Lu's tall body slowly walked out of the tent, smiling at Lin Xi.

"What a witty fart, it's not your way."

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. Ordinary people don't realize so quickly that I'm setting things up."

"When did you realize that I was looking for this Lee Sang Hyuk?"

Lin Xi asked suspiciously.

From entering Zhanmeng to now, he hasn't communicated with this giant for long.

The other party is so sure that he will definitely come here, and even set up this situation in advance, which shows his scheming.

"Fellow Daoist showed his flaws from the very beginning."

There was a smug smile on Tu Lu's face.

"A monk took the black order given by Xingmang and entered the Southern Campus Zhanmeng. He didn't come here to inquire about information, did he?"

"There are some ordinary people here, and I really can't think of why you want to come here."

"At first, I thought that there were some natural treasures here to be revealed."

"So I will cooperate with you and talk to you hoping to find the reason."

"But after some conversations, I realized that your aura was fluctuating only when you talked about Lee Sang Hyuk."

"Although I don't understand why you are interested in an ordinary person, it's a pity that you came a step too late. I have already turned this person into a war corpse."

Zombie...

Lin Xi looked at the motionless Lee Sang Hyuk in surprise.

No wonder he felt so numb to himself, it turned out that he was no longer human.

Although this massacre has never established a foundation, the method is indeed unimaginable.

Coupled with extremely profound knowledge, it is not wrong for him to suffer this loss.

"Fellow Daoist is very scheming, Mr. Lin has confessed, but what are you going to do with me? Are you refining me into a battle corpse?"

Lin Xi simply pretended to be dead, completely pretending to be lying flat and rotten.

"War Corpse? No, no, no, that's a method for refining mortals. How can such a talent be wasted, fellow daoist? Wouldn't it be better to use it as my opponent?"

"Seize the house? It turns out that this is the idea that fellow daoists fought at the beginning..."

Now he finally understood why Tu Lu was so polite to him.

He also cooperated with himself intimately, without breaking any points.

It turned out that he had been playing with his own body for a long time.

As long as he succeeds in seizing the house, he will have at least one more lifespan, and he can calmly try to build a foundation.

"Hahaha, not bad."

Tu Slaughter laughed wildly triumphantly.

In his opinion, Lin Xi had already been severely injured by Lee Sang Hyuk's powerful blow, and it was impossible for him to have the strength to resist.

Such a turtle in the urn, it doesn't matter if he dies to understand.

"I hid in the Great Prince's Mansion of the South Court of the Liao Kingdom. I was looking for a suitable target to seize the house. Unfortunately, those with outstanding talents were accepted by the sect. After searching for several years, I did not find a seedling with a good foundation."

"I suddenly received the summoning order this time. I thought this would be the last part of my life. I never expected to meet such a suitable person as a fellow daoist here."

"I have reached the ninth grade of Houtian at a young age, and the strength of my soul is far inferior to mine. If I let you go, God will be angry with me for missing this opportunity."

Lin Xi nodded silently.

After understanding the other party's purpose, he felt relieved.

Hiding strength is indeed beneficial.

Although he missed the opportunity, the other party didn't realize that he was not the Ninth Grade Acquired, but the realm of the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

"Now that I'm seriously injured, fellow Taoist, can you tell me how to refine Li Xianghyuk into a battle corpse? The power of his punch just now is unbearable even for a Foundation Establishment cultivator. You can't be his opponent."

"Hey, that's why I specifically told him to be merciful, otherwise I will break you, I can't bear it."

Tu Lu suddenly brought Li Sang Hyuk forward.

Zhang Wuji held the sword in front, and when he was about to use the sword to protect the master, Lin Xi sent him back to the Shadow Kingdom with a single thought.

He is useless against such an enemy.

"Fellow Daoist, this puppet technique is very peculiar, even better than that of Yulingzong."

Seeing this strange scene, Tu Lu repeatedly nodded to show his appreciation.

"It's too much, it's not as good as fellow daoist's corpse refining technique."

"Hey, it's just Xiaodao."

Tu Lu raised his hand and stroked Lee Sang Hyuk's thick arm.

"A mortal who forgot who he is when he gains great strength by chance. I pretended to submit and put corpse refining insects in his wine, but he turned into this in one night."

"No matter how strong a mortal is, he will always be a mortal. How can he be compared with us monks?"