The spring moonlight is cool and cold.

Night is approaching.

Strings of lights are floating along the banks of the vast Yangtze River, like loyal guards guarding the Twelve Links of Water Village.

The water village is just behind the river bank.

A large white flag with a large red character "Zhu" written on it was folding in the cold wind on the river bank.

Dazhai is full of yellow wooden pillars tied with tents, stretching for several miles, and has an extraordinary style.

At this time, a large number of people were stationed and patrolling in Dazhai, and almost none of them were players.

Because Zhu Xiawu doesn't trust foreigners.

Originally, there were some players who joined the Twelve Links Water Village.

But since he became an enemy of Jiang Dali, the leader of Heifeng Village, Zhu Xiawu drove away a large number of players, leaving the water village completely filled with the original team members.

Because he thought the stranger was getting too close to the leader of Black Wind Village.

Any stranger may suddenly turn into a traitor and betray one's own intelligence.

Even stabbed in the back.

He had seen this situation before and it was not unusual.

The leader of Black Wind Village seems to have a special magic power that affects every stranger all the time, and has a natural attraction for strangers.

In this regard, Zhu Xiawu had to admit that the leader of Black Wind Village was indeed powerful. He was very impressed that he could rely on a group of strange people who had difficulty controlling their behavior to build such a huge foundation.

But this is the biggest threat to him.

At this time, various information was continuously delivered to the white tent at the center of the water village.

The white tent was so huge that it seemed like it could accommodate thousands of people.

Sanying was standing outside the tent at this time.

There should have been five swordsmen standing outside the tent.

But the swordsman is already dead.

The lights in the tent flickered, reflecting the body of a tall and huge man on the white tent, making his shadow look like a huge monster.

A gust of wind blew up, lifting the tent curtain, and I briefly caught a glimpse of a figure sitting in front of the screen inside the tent.

The owner of that figure also looked like a giant demon.

Half of his face is bigger than other people's faces.

Half of the body is also stronger than other people's whole body.

Then there are the huge hands and the huge feet...

Iron-like clothes.

Hands like iron.

The iron face was tense and there was no trace of a smile.

A man as majestic as an iron tower.

King Zhu Datian——Zhu Xiawu!

The curtains of the tent closed automatically again.

An iron-like and ruthless voice came from the tent.

"The master of Black Wind Village has arrived."

This sentence is like a question and an affirmation.

The three heroes standing outside the tent all trembled.

Even if they don't look up to the sky.

Relying on the connection between the mother-child life and death network in their bodies, they have also noticed the arrival of a familiar aura.

Originally they were not supposed to answer.

Because they have been controlled by the leader of Black Wind Village.

But since returning to the water village and facing the devil-like person in the tent, life and death are no longer under their control.

They raised their heads and looked at the darkening sky.

A black spot slowly enlarged in the pupil, spiraling down.

"he came!"

"He's still here!"

"He came at the wrong time!"

The three heroes sighed secretly in their hearts and reported the news of "he is coming" to the tent behind them. Their hearts also sank to the bottom at the same time.

If the leader of Heifeng Village doesn't come, they can survive for a few more days.

Now that the leader of Black Wind Village is here, they may die soon.

No matter whether it is Zhu Xiawu or the leader of Heifeng Village, Wulu will not let them go.

But the reason why they still lean towards Zhu Xiawu is not only because they know that the master of Heifeng Village is no match for Zhu Xiawu through conspiracy and will die here soon, but also because... they are all tied together.

There is an invisible rope on everyone's body, and they are tightly bound by this rope most of their lives.

Some people's ropes are their families, wives and children, while some people's ropes are money, career, and responsibilities.

Their rope is their family.

The rope was now in Zhu Xiawu's hand.

So they knew clearly that they were going to die, and they were neither crazy nor mad, but just a little regretful and regretful.

Chirp——

The eagle cries loudly.

The strong wind screamed down from the sky like a devil that chooses people to eat.

The uproar gradually rose and then subsided quickly. Cold, warlike, and fearful eyes were all directed at the burly figure on the high seat hovering high in the sky.

There were shouts and shouts one after another, and bows and crossbows were raised suddenly to face the sky.

At this time, a cold voice as loud as thunder came from inside the tent.

"Everyone retreat and guard outside the tent. Please invite Master Jiang to come in!"

The voice paused again and said with a smile, "Master Jiang Village dared to break into my twelve-link water village alone with a weak woman. He is worthy of being one of the top figures in the entire Song Dynasty Green Forest. Now that he is here,

Then come down and let me show my loyalty as a landlord."

On the Demon Eagle's back, Wang Yuyan looked at Jiang Dali, who was slowly standing up, and frowned, "There are many soldiers and horses down here, and hundreds of crossbows. The tent is so big, there's no telling what mechanisms are inside, and...

....”

"This is a bluff."

Jiang Dali smiled faintly, "Zhu Xiawu had long expected that I would come. If he hadn't prepared for such a big battle, I might have doubted whether he would go on.

But he deliberately prepared such a big battle just to fool me into thinking that was all, and to seize this rare opportunity to kill him.

Then, Kuangyan Yan should come out.

He must have thought that I never expected that Kuang Yan would show up here. Once I knew about it, normal people should retreat.

pity......"

Wang Yuyan also sighed, "It's a pity that you won't retreat, you are just such a person. You know that there are tigers in the mountains, but you prefer to go to the tiger mountains, and even carry the tigers away!"

"Hahaha."

Jiang Dali laughed and patted Wang Yuyan on the shoulder, causing Wang Yuyan to stagger and frown, "Tiger is prepared, and I, Jiang Dali, will not be unprepared.

After going up the mountain to hunt tigers, after this trip, the green forest of the Song Dynasty belongs to my Heifeng Village from now on, and your strength can also be improved."

"Are you going to..."

When Wang Yuyan's expression changed.

Jiang Dali roared loudly and jumped down from a height of twenty feet.

With a "swish" sound, the black cloak stretched and made a sound under the moonlight.

Under the shock of eyes, Jiang Dali slammed to the ground, causing two deep pits to appear on the ground, causing sand and rocks to fly.

At the same time, the Demon Eagle had already flown high again, circling in the high altitude with a long cry, and was out of the detection range of many experts in the Twelve Link Water Village.

Jiang Dali looked at the white tent opposite, and walked straight over under the flickering eyes.

When Sanying saw Jiang Dali's tall body walking like a god and demon, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his expression was filled with fear.

As long as they are still alive, no one can face death calmly.
To be continued...