"There is an urgent letter sent by Kyushu."

Shinyou Saburo said, holding up a wooden box with both hands and raising it over his head.

"Take it over."

Su Dawei said.

As soon as the sound fell, I saw the empty camp tent, the fragrant breeze blew by and the lights flashed.

Nie Su suddenly appeared, reached out to take the wooden box in Shinyou Saburo's hand, and flashed again, and it had arrived next to Su Dawei.

In this regard, Shinyusaburo showed more respect.

Lower your boss and don't squint.

Recently, the connection between Kyushu and Baekje has become increasingly close.

It is said that it is two countries, across the sea, but the distance between dozens of nautical miles can be reached every day.

Recently, more warships have been allocated by the Tang army, and Su Dawei has the conditions to maintain higher density contact with Japan.

You can also draw troops from Japan to strengthen Su Dawei's troops.

Otherwise, the thousands of soldiers in Xiongjin Governor's Office must defend Baekje and avoid chaos.

It is simply impossible to fight Goguryeo and provide support to Li Jijun from the flanks.

An Wensheng was very optimistic about the situation in Japan before.

Finally, it was proved that he was slapped in the face.

It was almost the end of the year. The Tang army currently occupied only half of the state and stopped moving forward before they could expand their troops to the Hokkaido area.

The reason is a rebellion in the rear.

In the Kyushu later generations Miyazaki, which is the sphere of influence of Uto Shrine, a serious rebellion occurred under the control of Shinto.

For this reason, An Wensheng and Heichi Changzhi and others had to suspend their expansion, leaving a small number of troops to station in this state, and led a large army back to Jiuzhou to quell the rebellion.

The result of the battle was quite smooth.

Although there are some strange people in Shinto, Su Dawei's Ducha Temple also recruited many strangers from the world. Even strange half-demons came and conquered many external forces.

The matter of baicalensis spans two years, and Su Dawei transferred to criticize Yiren early.

When conquering the Japanese, some were brought with me.

Later, Su Dawei returned to Baekje and sent some more people to him.

Shinto has always participated in the battle between the Japanese king and the Tang army.

After a series of battles, many people were lost.

One rises and the other falls, and its power has long been weakened.

Originally, strange people or strange abilities are all personal force.

Among thousands of troops, such strength will not have much impact on the battle situation unless it is to behead the enemy generals.

The army fought, and tens of thousands of people rushed back and forth.

No matter how strong the Yiren is, in the military formation, facing soldiers from all directions, his energy and vitality are consumed very quickly.

If you don't get out of here early, you will eventually be crushed by the flesh-and-blooded grinder of the military formation.

The power of a person is too small in the face of the general trend.

Unless he is never tired, he can continue fighting.

If you really have this ability, it is not a strange man or a strange man, but a god.

The last time I received a letter from An Wensheng was seven days ago.

The news at that time was that the Ugo Shrine Rebellion had been generally pacified.

Except for a few escaped Shintoists, the entire temple has fallen into the hands of the Tang army.

So Su Dawei is a little curious now, and he doesn't know what An Wensheng would say to him in this letter.

The opening of the wooden box is sealed with mud.

Su Dawei glanced at the mud seal, which was covered with red marks, indicating emergency.

The mud seal is intact, proving that the letter has not been moved.

Su Dawei reached out and crushed the mud seal on the wooden box and took out a piece of silk from it.

It is full of small characters from fly heads.

He took advantage of the oil lamp and just saw the first line, when he suddenly shouted Nie Su beside him.

Su Dawei's heart suddenly broke out, and a sense of shocking crisis flashed away.

The whale oil lamp on the table jumped a few times, and the orange light gradually turned into a miserable green fluorescence.

The entire tent is like a ghost domain.

The dark wind blew from outside the tent, bringing a hint of black mist.

Shinyou Saburo was still waiting for Su Dawei's reply, and he felt a chill rising behind him, as if a woman's hand was stroking upward from his back, along his vertebrae.

It was a terrifying feeling.

"Baga!"

In a hurry, Shinyou Saburo instinctively pulled out the short knife on his body and stabbed him behind him.

He had a knife-killing companion, but before entering the tent, he took the initiative to remove the guards handed over to Su Dawei.

Now that I am in danger, I can't take care of anything under my instinct.

The short knife stabbed out, but felt that the hand was empty.

Behind it, there was nothing.

No, there was nothing. A gust of wind blew up the camp tent. The Tang army, who were patrolling and guarding the night, were originally supposed to be a bonfire and a military tent connected to each other.

But now, nothing can be seen outside.

It is as dark as a black hole, devouring all light.

There is no stars or moon, and there is no five fingers when you reach out.

Shinyou Saburo stabbed him with a knife and was shocked to find that his hand had "disappeared".

The hand feels still there, but the eyes can no longer see it.

The rolling black fog was like the mouth of an animal, swallowing it little by little.

From wrist, to arm, to upper arm.

Shinyusaburo's hair was numb and he screamed inhuman from his throat.

"Pretending to be a ghost, come out for me!"

Su Dawei snorted coldly, sat in front of the table, stretched out his finger and bounced his finger.

In the past, Yuan Shoucheng passed on his Kan Li Water and Fire in the Sky.

When water and fire merge, dragons and tigers meet.

A stream of innate essence turned into Nanming Lihuo in his chest and shot out from his fingertips.

The darkness is illuminated by this cluster of tiny flames.

The fire ball flew out from Su Dawei's fingertips, like a meteor, suddenly sank into the darkness.

The void in front of the tent was boiling black air.

After the fire ball shot in, the fog began to rotate, like a huge vortex.

There was a faint roar that looked like a human being, and it was heard from it.

The sound is very strange, it sounds not human, and it sounds familiar.

After a moment of stunned silence, Shinyou Saburo reacted.

This is an extremely primitive local language on the Japanese island.

It is a branch of the original Essay language family.

After a while, the strange roar gradually turned into Tang Yin, which was to "take revenge" and "return the magical artifact".

Su Dawei reached out and pressed Nie Su who was eager to try, and said to Shinyou Saburo: "Sanlang, come back to me."

"Hayi."

As if he was granted a general amnesty, he hurriedly retreated and retreated to Su Dawei and guarded one side.

Despite such a strange and mysterious situation, he still dared not lose his manners.

While on the Japanese island, he had already joined the "bad people" of the Tang army's secret society.

After years of training and education, I have developed a very high sense of honor in my heart and I am very fond of the identity of Tang people and bad people.

Of course, I won't hide behind in danger.

I just regret that I am low in ability and cannot serve the leader of the bad guy, Su Dawei.

In human nature, appetite and reproduction needs are only at the lowest level.

Going to the next level requires spiritual rewards, which are needed and recognized.

Through continuous ideological transformation, activists among the Japanese had a high sense of mission and sense of protection and honor for Su Dawei and the Tang Dynasty.

Su Dawei stared at the black fog with his eyes, watching the black fog keep trying to approach, and was frightened by the faint aura that was faintly revealed on his body, and did not dare to move forward too much.

"Since I'm here, let's show up. If I guess correctly, it should be someone from Uke Shen Palace?"

I just glanced at it quickly and had not finished reading it yet.

The first line of An Wensheng's letter mentioned that the Shinto people might sneak into Baekje, in order to be detrimental to Su Dawei and the Tang army.

He was inspired by Su Dawei's words.

The darkness in front of the tent suddenly contracted, and the rolling black smoke gathered into a small ball.

The black gas shrinks and the light reappears.

There is no black fog or darkness in front of me, there is only a woman.

A snowy dress, Shinto witch, Yukiko.

She stood outside the tent and gave a gift to Su Dawei Yingying.

He said in a crisp and jade-like voice: "Water Shinto, Xuezi has seen Governor Su of the Tang Dynasty."

The fires around suddenly dimmed, and as Xuezi stood up, it became brighter again.

It seemed as if her every move implicated this world, and the invisible vitality grew and disappeared.

"Is there only you?"

Su Dawei looked at him and his face was calm: "Where is Fushimi Tottori?"

The sound came out, and the air around Xuezi rippled slightly.

A ball of black shadows was like swimming ink, quickly rendering.

The figure of Tottori Fushimi is condensed.

"The Shintoism witches and witches have all appeared. I wonder if there are any other powerful figures. Let me come out together and let the governor see them."

Su Dawei was still calm, as if Yukiko and Fushimi Tottori were just air in front of him.

This attitude immediately made Xuezi feel something was wrong.

This is not the first time she has dealt with Su Dawei.

Since many years ago, when they were in Chang'an, the two sides have had several dark and dark battles.

Shinto never gained any advantage in Su Dawei's hands.

Even this time, even our family was challenged by Su Dawei.

The Japanese royal family was removed from the list, and the Japanese Kyushu was occupied by the Tang army.

Even the Ugo Shrine, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, is now in the hands of the Tang army.

This made Xuezi's heart look down on Su Dawei and be alert to an infinitely high level.

"There is no one else, only us."

"Say the purpose."

Su Dawei looked at Xuezi calmly with his eyes: "My time is precious."

Fushimi Tottori, who was standing next to Yukiko, had a glimmer of light in his eyes and then he immediately restrained himself.

Su Dawei looked at him with a squinted look: "What do you think of Wu Shi? Or do you want to kill me? You can do it."

"Governor Su, are you so confident?"

Fushimi Tottori's voice is slender, like a crane.

It also looks like a crisp jade spring.

It gives people a buzzing feeling that goes straight into the depths of the soul.

Su Dawei seemed to have not heard his voice, but just looked at him.

"Are you here to seek peace?"

Fushimi Tou raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of blush surged on his handsome face.

"Governor Su, although you are the governor of the Tang Dynasty, you should not be despised by our gods. There are always gods in this world."

"Yeah?"

Su Dawei ignored him and said naturally: "It's not about seeking peace, is it about seeking war?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, pressed Nie Su's back with one hand and the table with the other, leaning forward slightly, revealing great confidence and aggressiveness: "If you want to fight, you can do it now."

"Governor Su, you misunderstood."

The face of the witch Xuezi changed several times.

The air is full of tension and conflicts will break out at any time.

Xuezi was trying hard to avoid that last choice.

"It's a war or a peace, one word can be decided."

Su Dawei sneered: "If you don't have the courage to do it, you either express your intention or get out obediently. This governor's thoughts are not easy to pass on the Shinto inheritance, so he won't be killed."

"Governor Su, he is really unforgivable."

Fushimi Tototo opened his hands and his big sleeves naturally hung down like a crane with wings spread out.
Chapter completed!