"Is the manager awake?"

"perhaps……"

"Li Yan from the Secret Pavilion and Ye Fashan Master of Maoshan, came to see him and said that it was nothing serious..."

"Then give him a little more rest."

A slight sound came from the side, making Su Dawei feel inexplicably irritated, and he thinks the sound is so noisy.

Be quieter.

It was strange to say that as my thoughts moved, the surroundings became quiet indeed.

Su Dawei didn't mind what happened. His heart gradually rippled like a lake and began to move violently.

This feeling is like "Qingming Dream", also known as ghost pressing on the bed.

The consciousness has obviously woken up, but the body has not yet woken up, and it is completely out of control and cannot even open the eyelids.

Only the inner heart is in intense activities.

The deepest scene before the coma reappears in my mind.

That strong weird, that existence, she...

My thinking became more and more intense, and finally a light of inspiration flashed over.

He understood.

He understood the other party's identity.

Yes, it must be it. If it weren't for it, who could have such a terrible atmosphere?

So what happened to Zhuque? And the strange and weird Jiu Po, what happened later?

Where did all these weird things go? What happened again?

The thought continues to move.

But there is no answer to all of this. This is not something you can know by inspiration. Perhaps only by waking up can you get useful information.

wake up!

Body……

There was a hint of shock in my heart.

Only by losing it can you understand the terribleness of being unable to control your body.

Could it be that I can't wake up forever?

Just when Su Dawei was shocked, a tide of coldness came through.

Little by little, it penetrates from the skin into the body, freezes into the bone marrow, and is constantly immersed in the soul.

A sudden shock.

He turned over and sat up.

Now I'm completely awake.

First, observe the environment first and make sure it is in your own military tent.

I breathed a little relieved and looked at my equipment at hand.

Fortunately, the horizontal sword and the demon-subduing pestle, which were used to being inseparable, were all there.

You can get it with just one hand.

There is an evil-breaking crossbow hanging on the wall and a horse spear hanging horizontally.

They are all his usual weapons.

Seeing this, he felt even more relieved.

Finally, it depends on yourself.

It is a regular dress for rest. The Mingguang armor has been taken off cleanly and is neatly placed on the table under the horse spear.

Nothing happens.

Seeing this, Su Dawei realized that he was safe.

But he turned his head suddenly.

This action was so fast that it made the neck make a "knock" sound, as if the cervical spine could not stand the huge force and almost broke.

However, Su Dawei did not care about the pain from his neck, but opened his eyes wide and looked towards the tent door.

The curtain is opened.

There was a bowl of steaming soup in the corner.

Obviously, not long ago, someone walked into the tent with the soup and wanted to feed himself the soup.

Who is this person? Where is the person now?

Why is the soup gone but the person disappeared?

Logically speaking, as the leader of the army, Su Dawei should at least have personal guards around him to take care of him at any time.

No matter how bad it is, An Wensheng and Li Bo should be there.

But no.

At this time the entire camp was empty.

Only Su Dawei was the only one, and there was a bowl of soup in the corner of the tent.

It seemed that someone was walking in a hurry. He brought the soup in and took a look, and then he put down the soup and left because of some changes.

An inexplicably quirky atmosphere.

Outside the camp gate, it was pitch black.

It's not just a dark night.

Even if it is darker on the night, at least the bonfire will light up and the torches will rise.

There will be light coming in.

But no.

In the entire camp, Su Dawei was the only one who saw no lights.

There was darkness outside, and there was no light at all.

Deadly quiet.

Su Dawei was silent and looked out the door: "Come in."

After the sound, a sharp voice asked, "Did you get it?"

"The strange appearance is often accompanied by this black fog. This is not ordinary darkness, and my eyes are not blind."

Su Dawei stretched out his hand and held a horizontal knife in his hand.

He stood up, put on his robe, tied up a buckle, and hung the horizontal knife around his waist.

The demon-subduing pestle was inserted behind the waist.

Then he looked up and looked out of the tent.

A slight black mist blew in.

A biting cold.

The entire camp seemed to have turned into a freezer, and the cold air was filled with mist.

But in a flash, it was swallowed by the black gas again.

"Where are you weird? Come and talk."

Su Dawei said again.

The weirdness in the black fog seemed a little surprised: "You are talking interesting. How do you know you want to talk to you instead of killing you?"

"I haven't woken up just now. If you want to kill, that's a chance."

Su Dawei relaxed, walked to the edge of the table, and sat cross-legged.

I casually untied the horizontal knife and placed it on the table.

At this distance, it is very convenient whether it is to hold a horizontal knife, the horse spear behind it, or the evil crossbow.

If he wants to fight, he will accompany him.

If you want to talk, let’s talk first.

He was sure that the other party had no malicious intentions towards him at least for the time being.

Otherwise, there is no reason not to take action when you are in a coma, and you have to wait until this moment.

"What if you guessed wrong? Or did I regret it again?"

In the black fog, blood-red eyes flashed faintly.

Su Dawei reached out and pressed: "We should have seen each other before?"

"you……"

"I guess it's not in Tubo, maybe it's in Chang'an, I'm considered an old friend."

"How do you know?"

Su Dawei's men touched the smooth fur, and his heart became more and more stable.

"Heizakuro, if the enemy came, Heizakuro would not let it go, it would not be so quiet."

At Su Dawei's hand, the lazy Black Saburo was lying on his laziness.

As early as when An Wensheng and other reinforcements arrived, Hei Sanlang had already brought him to Su Dawei, but there was no chance for Hei Sanlang to show his skills during the previous marches.

Until the Snow Mountain Jue Valley, Hei Sanlang and An Wensheng together caused an avalanche.

But it is also hidden in the dark and no one knows it.

It is Su Dawei's trump card.

Even if he attacks some cities during the day, he is really attacking the Tang army with Hei Sanlang, he can resist a lot.

What's more, Su Dawei has more than one such trump card.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the strongest existence would fly over the sky, and he didn't expect that Tenggen's pupil would suddenly wake up.

The black fog surged violently, and it was obviously a matter of concern to Su Dawei and was quite uneasy.

After a moment, the fog was slightly calmer.

In the black fog, the strange thing walked out silently: "No wonder the Star Lord has always looked at you differently, and it is indeed extraordinary."

"Star Lord? Since he came from Chang'an, he must be the Yingmao Star Lord. In other words, Yingmao Star Lord knows me, and may even know me?" Su Dawei sensitively captured useful information.

It was strange. When I pursed my lips, I seemed to have been poked into something, and I looked like I was determined not to speak.

Su Dawei looked him up and down, watched him standing opposite his desk, and hesitated: "Are you... Dao Lao?"

The strange man named Dao Lao stretched out his hands with a scimitar and clasped his fists at Su Dawei: "The strange man, Dao Lao, under the command of the Yingmao Star Lord, has met the general manager."

"You still understand the etiquette of the Tang people. I heard that the strange clan in Chang'an was dormant, integrated into the life of the Tang people, and walked in the way of human beings. Are you one of them?"

Dao Lao's blood-red eyes first opened wide, then contracted, staring at Su Dawei, with a sense of caution.

In the past, Su Dawei was also common in the yamen. At that time, he was a colleague. Everyone laughed as usual and didn't think so.

Even if I was solving the case, I just thought Su Dawei had some skills and didn't think much about it.

It was not until now that he was face to face that he truly understood Su Dawei as meticulous as he was.

The ability to understand the small and learn from each other is not inferior to Di Renjie at all.

No wonder it was possible to create a secret spy agency like Ducha Temple.

Only extraordinary people can do extraordinary things.

Su Dawei couldn't see Daolao's face clearly.

Because the other person's face was completely wrapped in black fog.

The mist lingers like a black flame.

There are only a pair of blood-red eyes, which are sometimes relaxed and sometimes shrunk, showing inner uneasiness.

You don’t need to see your face clearly, and you can guess what the other person thinks at this moment.

Su Dawei waved his hand: "I'm used to it, not deliberately sting on the strange privacy. Since you come to me, I must have something to talk about, so I'll listen carefully."

"Then I will talk about things, don't mention anything else. I won't answer even if you ask, it's a waste of time."

Dao Lao said coldly.

Su Dawei nodded and agreed: "This is natural."

After saying this, it should be about to get to the point, but Dao Lao seemed a little hesitant when facing Su Dawei.

Judging from the negotiations between human race, Dao Lao was the first to take the initiative. While Su Dawei had not woken up, he had already created an atmosphere to suppress his opponents with a sense of horror and create favorable conditions for negotiations.

But what he didn't expect was that Su Dawei could just speak like this, and his eloquence was not hindered.

In a few words, Dao Lao felt a sense of being secretly discovered by the other party.

For a moment, I felt that I was afraid of taking the opportunity and didn’t know where to start.

Talk is a must-have. For the sake of the thousands of strange clans in Chang'an and the thousands of strange clans in the Tang Dynasty.

At this time, the Lord of Yingmao did not want to break up with Tangren.

But how to talk is difficult.

I was afraid that when Su Dawei opened his mouth, he would see through more things.

"What, don't you say?"

Su Dawei smiled slightly, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have guessed the other party's purpose, but he did not say it out loud.

Facing his aura, Dao Lao finally couldn't hold back any longer and shook his head: "I am on the order of the Lord Yingmao Xingjun to discuss peace with the general manager."

"Peacemaking?"

Su Dawei reached out to pick up a brush on the table and turned it gently in his hand, as if he was playing an interesting game.

"Do your peace talks mean the Lord of the Wild Star, or do you mean all the weirdness?"

"you……"

"The weirdness of Tubo does not seem to be under the jurisdiction of Yinghuo Xingjun? There are also the Helangjun who appeared before, the Beidou Xingjun Zhuque, and the old woman."

"Her Langjun and Zhuque are both under the command of Beidou Star Lord."

"Big Dipper?" Su Dawei chewed on the new name in a playful way.

"The first time I heard that, is he very powerful?"

"It is the same as the King of the Yingmao Star of our clan."

"What's wrong with you? I'm very confused. Tell me first, what weird things are in Yinghuo, and what weird things are in Beidou?"

"This matter is a long story... In your words, it is hard to describe it." Dao Lao hesitated a little.

"If you say it's long, then you'll be short. It's hard to finish it. Then you'll be two or three." Su Dawei looked directly at Dao Lao, who was steaming with black air, and said slowly: "I have time."

Dao Lao looked at him calmly.

It's like the first time I've experienced Su Dawei's difficulty.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Okay."

After a pause, he continued: "Our strange clan can be traced back to the birth of the human race. Later, he fought for the world with the human race and was once in a lifetime. Later, with the Qin Emperor unifying the world, strange clans were divided into several tribes.

They are the strangeness of the east, the west, the south, and the north, and then the central Yinghuo.

As time goes by, some ethnic groups decline and finally merge with each other. They are established in the Tang Dynasty. The Yinghuo Star Lord unified the east and the center, and the main area is in the Tang Dynasty.

The Northern Star Lord is the Beidou, which also unifies the West and the South, and the North, roughly the vast area from Turks to Tubo.”

"Five directions? Then the Southern Dipper Suzaku is also considered a star king? The star king is at this level? He was burned by someone with a fire."

When Dao Lao mentioned this, he showed a strange look on his face: "The Suzaku Star Lord is the strongest weird thing under the Beidou. It's not that he is weak, but that she is too strong."

"Who is she?"
Chapter completed!