, Jingzhi Ning Shijun Xin’s Death (5)

Author: Fu Jiangshan

Chapter 125: The History of the Old Man You Qu Yue, Jing Zhi Ning Shi Jun Xin Died (5)

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly, "You stinky beggar, feel free to deal with those Quyue soldiers. If any one of you dares to come over and disturb me, I will question you!"

"Okay, you can rest assured that this young man will do his job!" Wan Jianfeng said, smashing and stumbling with the handsome stick in his hand, dancing like flying, knocking down more than ten officers and soldiers in an instant. Although these Quyue soldiers are not good at martial arts, they are very brave.

, seeing many of their companions being knocked to the ground, not only did they not feel fear, but instead aroused their fighting spirit, and they became even more fearless and rushed towards Wan Jianfeng.

Li Huan saw that his soldiers had no intention of retreating, so how could he give up like this? The copper sticks in his hands danced loudly, the strong wind tore the air, and the murderous aura stirred in the sky. The sticks were deadly, and there was absolutely no useless move.

The sword body is short and light. It has no advantage in fighting against the long and heavy copper sword. What's more, the sword in Murong Yunyao's hand is just a sword carried by ordinary soldiers. It is very different from the peerless sword. No matter how it is used,

No matter how brilliant a move he uses, he can only remain undefeated and has no chance of winning.

When Li Huan saw that Murong Yunyao did not dare to confront him head-on, he immediately became emboldened, and all the copper spears hit the sword. Li Huan's copper spear was very heavy, but he could use it with ease. He did not feel weak due to the weight, and instead fought more and more.

The faster the speed.

The long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand was gradually restricted by the copper rod. Not only was it difficult to use the wide opening and closing moves, but even if he used delicate and delicate sword moves, he had to always worry about whether the sword blade would touch the copper rod.

Collision, lest the sword be broken and the man be killed.

Li Huan felt very happy when he saw that Murong Yunyao had lost the momentum he had just now and was so careful with his moves that they had almost no power. Murong Yunyao became more and more worried as he fought. Not only was he worried that the long sword would be discounted, but also that the sword would be discounted.

I feel depressed because I can't perform the moves to my heart's content.

The two of them fought another twenty or thirty moves in the blink of an eye, and Murong Yunyao couldn't hold it any longer. She felt that her whole body was shrouded in shadows, and the strong wind brought by the bronze shadows whizzed past her.

Strength, but can no longer be used.

"Dang!" Murong Yunyao couldn't hold back the long sword in his hand, and finally hit the copper pole, and was immediately beaten into four or five pieces by the copper pole. His own tiger's mouth also felt sore and numb as never before, and blood flowed down his palm.

Drops fell on the blood-stained ground.

Li Huan laughed loudly, and while Murong Yunyao was numb, he hit her hard on the back of the head with his palm. Murong Yunyao groaned, fainted immediately, and slowly fell to the ground. Wan Jianfeng saw this.

No longer caring that he was no match for Li Huan, he knocked down a dozen Quyue soldiers around him with a few sticks and rushed over like crazy.

Wan Jianfeng rushed to Murong Yunyao and protected her tightly behind him, "Li, if you want to kill me, just kill me. Don't touch a hair of the little witch, otherwise I will turn into a corpse after death."

Even if you are a fierce ghost, you will never be spared!"

Li Huan sneered: "Who do you think you are, worthy of threatening me?"

Wan Jianfeng rolled his eyes, calmed down his anger, and whispered in Li Huan's ear: "General Li, I will tell you what has happened now. There are some things that it is not too late to make a decision after you have heard them.

.”

Li Huan was somewhat surprised and asked: "What's the matter?"

Wan Jianfeng smiled and said: "The general is right, we are spies sent by the Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty sent us here specifically to deal with you. I heard that you are highly skilled in martial arts, and I will definitely not be able to fight you head-on.

, so I had an idea. On the way here, whenever I saw you Quyue people, I told them that you were going to rebel. Many Quyue people believed it. I didn’t read much, but Tumo Xingzi drowned people.

I still understand the truth.”

Li Huan's whole body trembled violently, and there was a panic in his eyes, "How dare you spread rumors about me, the general. It seems that you are tired of living!" He said, grabbing Wan Jianfeng's collar with one hand, and picking up the copper with the other.

He was about to take Wan Jianfeng's life.

Wan Jianfeng was not in a hurry, but said proudly: "General Li, I have been on guard against your attack for a long time. I have told the people of Quyue that if they don't see me again, they will definitely be killed."

You killed someone and silenced me. If you really kill me, no one will believe you again. Although this young hero is dead, you will definitely be despised by the people of Quyue. I would use the life of a little person like me to exchange for this.

The life of a famous general is a very good deal!"

Li Huan had already raised the copper pin high in his hand, but after listening to Wan Jianfeng's words, he couldn't put it down no matter what. After a long while, he said: "Go and clarify this matter for me quickly, otherwise I will ask you to

head!"

Wan Jianfeng saw that Li Huan had been controlled by him, and he was very proud to repay him with his words, saying: "Li Huan, who do you think you are, worthy of threatening me?"

Li Huan glared at Wan Jianfeng, his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, "You damn Song Dynasty spy, you still want to use such unfounded things to negotiate with this general, what conditions can't be met?"

Wan Jianfeng nodded, "Yes, I don't have many conditions, only three." After he finished speaking, he raised three fingers and waved them in front of Li Huan.

The anger in Li Huan's chest had reached his head, and his face turned red at this time, "Which three?"

Wan Jianfeng said calmly: "First, let this little witch go. Second, don't think of killing us again. Third, the young hero likes you Qu Yue very much and plans to go to the imperial capital Hualu."

In a few days, if you promise me these three things, I will go to the common people to explain and clear your name, otherwise we will end the game together."

"I have never seen someone as shameless as you!" Li Huan gritted his steel teeth and said helplessly for a long time: "It doesn't matter, I am a dignified general of the tenth level, and I don't want to trade my life with a country man like you.

Life."

Wan Jianfeng smiled, "That's right, when are we leaving?"

Li Huan let go of Wan Jianfeng and got on the horse, "Leave now!"

"Okay!" Wan Jianfeng said, while using his foot to scribble a line of small characters on the ground. Li Huan didn't pay attention to his actions, waved his hand and led the soldiers, and embarked on the return journey with satisfaction. Wan Jianfeng said

After Jianfeng finished writing, he left with these people.

After everyone had left for a long time, Murong Yunyao finally woke up, pushed her extremely tired body, and sat up from the ground. She looked around and saw that apart from countless corpses, there were only a few handfuls of discarded clothes left on the ground.

The long sword, and the red blood stains all over the ground.

"You stinky beggar, where are you!" Murong Yunyao shouted in a tearful voice. Seeing that there was no Wan Jianfeng around, she couldn't help but stood up anxiously, searching for the mountain of corpses with staggering steps. She didn't believe that Wan Jianfeng was like this.

Dead, but if Wan Jianfeng was not dead, why did he disappear?

Murong Yunyao searched for a long time before she saw on the ground the line of small characters left by Wan Jianfeng before he left. Wan Jianfeng didn't know much about reading, not to mention that it was written in a hurry with his feet. Not only was it mixed with typos, but it was also very strange.

Hard to identify.

This was the only trace left by Wan Jianfeng. Murong Yunyao could only squat down and identify it patiently. After looking at it for a long time, she murmured: "I went to Hualu with Li Huan. It should be safe for the time being. You hurry up

Go to Yongzhou to move troops, otherwise it will be over for both of us."

Murong Yunyao couldn't help being shocked. She knew that Wan Jianfeng had undoubtedly entered the dragon's den during his trip. This made Murong Yunyao feel more worried and anxious than Li Huan's intention to kill him. She stood up quickly, not daring to waste any more time, and was busy

He picked up Qinggong and ran towards Yongzhou.

The scene of quiet time and leisurely living under the tree just now has been completely replaced by misery and desolation. The old people under the tree have become corpses with no one to bury them. The two young people listening to the story also wanted to care for each other.

After running thousands of miles, only the gentle breeze and bright sunshine remain the same...
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