Chapter 214 Break A Plan

Cui Ting frowned as he looked at the man who was slowly pushed in front of him.

He didn't know what the man had said to the remaining villains of Big Yellow City, but he wasn't sure if it was his intuition or his instinctive fear of men. He was slightly uneasy. At that moment, the man's gaze narrowed, and vigilance flickered in his eyes.

Finally, Mu Ji arrived in front of him, arriving in front of the 200,000 Great Xia cavalry.

He stopped about ten feet away from Cui Ting, his eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything at the first possible moment.

The flames lit up Mu Ji's face in the darkness. He was like a vicious beast, watching his prey at night. His gaze was cold and heartless, as if everything was in his pocket. Cui Ting was even more uneasy. He winked at the soldier behind Mu Ji, trying to get some clues about the conversation just now from his mouth.

However, he didn't know if it was because the night was too dark that the other party didn't see it clearly, or if he didn't understand his intentions at all. The usually alert soldier did not respond to Cui Ting immediately.

"Has the Northern Region King talked about the remnants of Big Yellow City?" Helplessly, Cui Ting could only take a step forward alone, breaking the silence between the two of them.

"No." Mu Ji shook his head, the light in his eyes deep.

Although Cui Ting felt a little regretful about this outcome, it was within his expectations.

"Looks like there will be a fight today." Cui Ting said with a deep gaze.

The corner of Mu Ji's mouth rose slightly at that time. He smiled and said, "Of course."

It seemed like this was the first time Cui Ting had seen this Beijiang King smile after so long of contact with Mu Ji.

He was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Then what should we do?"

"It depends on how determined Cui Guozhu is."

Although the sixty thousand remaining troops of Big Yellow City were not very strong, with a little cultivation, these tens of thousands of elite archers working together with the Great Xia cavalry would definitely become a nightmare for any army. Thinking of this, Cui Ting knew that Mu Ji would not help him so easily, but it was still difficult to restrain the greed in his heart. At that time, he asked, "What should I do?"

"Guozhu only needs to let these 200,000 Great Xia cavalry commit suicide here. Isn't this time's war avoided?" Mu Ji said this with an incomparably bright smile on his face, as if he was telling an extremely joyful story.

Cui Ting had thought of the so-called method that countless Mu Ji spoke of, but he really did not expect Mu Ji to say such a thing.

That was why he was inevitably stunned for a moment, and only regained his senses after a dozen breaths of time.

Then, Lord Guozhu suddenly laughed.

He laughed happily.

"When did Prince Mu like to tell such a joke?" The beard at the corner of his mouth trembled as he asked this question. Obviously, it was difficult to suppress his smile.

"Does Guo Zhu feel like I'm joking?" Mu Ji asked indifferently. His Twilight Spirit's deep eyes reflected a somewhat dazzling light in the dense night.

Cui Ting was stunned again.

As he looked at Mu Ji, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"Does the Beijiang King mean to break with my Great Xia? Or is he going to be loyal to the decaying dynasty that destroyed your Mu Clan?"

"I am never loyal to anyone. I am only loyal to myself." Mu Ji shook his head and replied.

These words almost made his position clear in front of Cui Ting.

"I always thought that Prince Mu was a smart person, but now it seems that I was wrong." Cui Ting shook his head regretfully. Of course, he wondered why Mu Ji Great Xia had changed the courtyard temporarily after doing so much. What was the benefit of doing so for Mu Ji? But now that Mu Ji had torn apart his face, Mu Ji was his enemy. His doubts were suppressed because none of this was important at this moment. All he needed was to completely tear apart the flesh and blood of everyone in Big Yellow City, including Mu Ji, with the cavalry of the two hundred thousand troops behind him, and wipe out all threats and uncertainties in the cradle.

Kill the roots.

This was the creed that Cui Guozhu had always adhered to.

"Smart people are always mistaken by smart people. I don't dare to do that. This smart person should let Cui Guozhu do it himself." Mu Ji Yan said. Then, he stretched out his hand and slowly took out something from his bosom and placed it on his knees.

It was a blood red meatball. The blood vessels on it were dense, and a purple halo flickered. The body of the meatball swelled and shrank over time, as if it was breathing. The ball of meat was actually a living creature.

Cui Ting's eyes narrowed as his expression trembled.

"Sleeping Red Motherworm!" He involuntarily cried out in shock.

"I was lucky enough to obtain the remnants of the previous dynasty." Mu Ji stretched out his hand to stroke the disgusting-looking meat ball and said indifferently.

Cui Ting suddenly came to his senses. He pointed at Mu Ji and stammered, "Could it be difficult for you to give it to me?"

"Don't forget that after Cui Guozhu entered Jizhou, I will be responsible for the grain of the Xia army." Mu Ji didn't even give Cui Ting the chance to speak. After he finished speaking, a light shone in his eyes. The hand that was stroking the meat ball suddenly moved at an extremely fast speed, pointing at a few positions on the meat ball's body.

It was using the female insect technique to control the insects and the creatures parasitized by the quilt insects.

However, while Red Line Mian, who had nearly destroyed 200,000 Mu Clan soldiers, was activated, the 200,000 cavalry behind Cui Ting remained motionless like sculptures.

"Huh?" Obviously, this situation exceeded Mu Ji's expectations, and he frowned.

The tense expression on Cui Guozhu's face suddenly relaxed. His furrowed brows stretched out, and his frightened expression changed into mockery.

He laughed again.

"So this Red Line Sleep is your Prince Mu's last trump card. It's truly formidable. I originally thought that this relic of the previous dynasty would be extinct long ago, but I didn't expect to be able to see it in Prince Mu's hands. I just wanted to give you a good experience." Cui Ting laughed loudly.

Facing Cui Ting's mockery, Mu Ji was stunned, but his face quickly recovered its calm appearance.

He slowly retracted the meat ball and looked at Cui Ting. He was very puzzled and asked, "Why?"

'"Before the Emperor came here, he wrote a letter to me. He taught me to obey you and also to guard against you. I have sent people to smoke all the grain you provided. Your Red Striped Sleeping Beetle must have died in this smoking long ago." Cui Ting smiled as he spoke, but his gaze was fixed on Mu Ji. He really wanted to see what the expression on the Beijiang King's face would be like when he was at a loss. Cui Ting thought that it should be an extremely interesting scene.

"Is that so?" However, to Cui Ting's disappointment, even now, there was still no trace of panic on the Northern Region King's face. He only lightly nodded his head and sighed sincerely, "It is said that Li Yulin's talent is not inferior to Great Xia's Emperor Li Wenjing. Now, it seems that this statement is true."

Mu Ji's calmness made Cui Ting somewhat annoyed. He felt that this was Mu Ji's mystery or his contempt for him.

As one of the few pillars of Great Xia, he could not bear such treatment.

At that time, a sinister smile appeared on Cui Ting's face.

"Your Majesty is naturally the Master. Unfortunately, His Highness Prince Mu chose the wrong master."

"Someone, take off the head of the Shepherd King and send it back to His Majesty!"

After he shouted like this, dozens of armored warriors with condensed auras stepped out from behind him and charged towards Mu Ji aggressively.

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