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Two hundred and forty-eight chapters are far away three

Wu Sangui chuckled lightly, saying that he had seen a good show. Yang Zhan, Yang Zhan, you can trade with me, can you trade with the people of the world?

At this moment, Yang Zhan and his wife must be in a predicament surrounded by a group of people. He will not help them to get out of the siege. Let the people in the world be entangled.

One person shouted loudly: "Master Yang, with the participation of you and your wife, the fight against the Qing Dynasty will be victorious! So, even if Sichuan is the first to regain its power, when will the King of Shu regain his throne?"

Yang Zhan solemnly said: "Friend, please don't say that. This is still the Pingxi Prince's Mansion in the Qing Dynasty. Be careful that the walls have ears. My husband, my wife, and all the brothers and sisters have long since stopped asking about political affairs and are focused on practicing martial arts and Taoism. If you want to talk to Yang about martial arts and cultivation,

Welcome Yang. If you want to discuss political affairs, I really can’t accompany you.”

He cupped his hands in all directions, took Lan Lan with him, and was about to go back to his room. A brave young man blocked his way and said, "Master Yang, wait a minute. Last time in Chongqing, you told us that you couldn't curry favor with King Ping Xi.

He didn't have any agreement, and said something that ruined our mood. Now that you are all in Prince Pingxi's Mansion, do you still pretend to be an outsider? Aren't you afraid of chilling our hearts? Last time, you were afraid of hurting the people of Shu.

If you cause trouble, King Pingxi is going to get into trouble this time, do you still want to shrink back?"

"That's right, Master Yang, stop hiding it. We know that you support King Pingxi just like us. As long as you come out to take charge of the overall situation, we Jianghu gangs will definitely fight in the cause of Xingming's capture of prisoners and leave a name in history!

"

Yang Zhan was already embarrassed, but Lan Lan made matters worse and smiled playfully, "How about it? Master Yang, it's a good thing to leave your name in history. If you don't agree, I will agree!"

The crowd exploded, "Ma Nuxia is mighty! Ma Nuxia is worthy of being the Queen of the Generals!"

Yang Zhan smiled, but it was hard to say anything else.

A scholar walked out of the crowd and bowed to Yang Zhan and his wife, "I have seen my uncle and aunt in Nannan!"

Yang Zhan raised his hand and helped him up, "Master Chen, you are so polite!"

"Master Chen is Master Yang's nephew?" The crowd exploded again, "It turns out that Master Yang is really of the same mind as us, Master Yang! Master Yang! Master Yang!"

Lan Lan reached out and took off the sword from Chen Jinnan's waist. She pulled it out with a swipe and said with a smile: "Master nephew, on such a bright moonlit night, let's go to the back garden of the palace and let me test your sword for your master."

effort."

The clever Lan Lan easily got rid of Yang Zhan's siege. The people in the world were most intolerant of a contest and immediately supported him. Wu Sangui also quietly chose a loft and watched the development of the situation.

Chen Jinnan had mastered the "Ape Man Sword Technique" taught to him by Liu Jiankuan, while Lan Lan's martial arts had reached the perfection level. The two of them had passed more than a hundred moves under the moonlight, and everyone was dazzled and couldn't tell the difference.

Victory or defeat.

Lan Lan was actually taking care of his face and wanted to teach him something new. Chen Jinnan understood this and practiced with extra vigor.

One was a scholar in green clothes, and the other was a white-haired heroine. Their figures flying under the moon were like a dream, and even Wu Sangui, who was hiding in the attic, was stunned to see them.

Yang Zhan looked relaxed and smiled slightly.

Suddenly, he felt an overwhelming wave coming over him, with a faint fishy smell. The smell was so familiar that he didn't need to think about it, and he knew that this move was called "hungry tiger pounces on food"!

In the past, he would have used Fuhu Fist or Fuhu Sword, but now, he naturally used Yang Gong's eight skills. With a flick of his left hand, the fishy wind returned to where it came from.

After the wind and sand rising into the sky, Yang Zhan could see clearly that his opponent was an unfamiliar middle-aged man. The man attacked again and started a fierce battle with Yang Zhan.

This person who knows Tiger Fist has far better attack power and agility than the previous ones. After dozens of people gathered together, Yang Zhan shouted in a low voice: "Who are you?"

Jingguang is a flying tiger, Zhang Xianzhong is a crazy tiger, and Ai Nengqi is a ferocious tiger. What kind of tiger is he?

His moves are constantly changing, his internal strength is long-lasting, and he reveals cunning. Obviously, this is a vicious tiger that is not easy to deal with.

The crowd's attention was attracted by them, and Lan Lan and Chen Jinnan also put away their swords and watched their competition intently. The middle-aged man launched his moves blindly, creating a fishy atmosphere in the field, and ran away while Yang Zhan was going to save people.

.

Yang Zhan and Lan Lan chased after them and quickly got rid of everyone. Yang Zhan shouted: "Friend, thank you for helping me to rescue me. Can you talk to Yang?"

The man turned around and said, "I'll take you to see an old friend!" After saying that, he used Qinggong and flew forward.

Yang Zhan felt that the middle-aged man's voice sounded familiar. His pupils could distinguish people's appearance even in the dark night, let alone the bright moon in the sky. But he really didn't recognize this person, especially the scarred black face.

He and Lan Lan followed the man to a temple with three big characters "Cao Xi Temple" on the temple door.

The man took them directly to the right side of the temple, where there was a huge tomb with "Liu Wenxiu, King of Shu" engraved on the tombstone.

Yang Zhan and Lan Lan cried in front of the tomb.

After a while, the man said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Wang, your master and wife came to see you, are you happy?"

"What brother Wang? Who are you?" Yang Zhan exclaimed.

"Even the Lord of Shu can't recognize me. It shows that my life is no longer in danger. I am hopeless!"

"Sun Kewang? Qin Wang Sun Kewang?"

"Yes, that's right!" Sun Kewang lowered his head and responded.

"Didn't I say that you died a long time ago? Some said that you died of illness, and some said that the Qing Emperor killed you. What is the truth?" Yang Zhan looked at him, not believing it no matter what.

Lan Lan on the side burst into tears and said with a smile: "Hope has always been cunning, so what's so strange about escaping from death?"

Sun Kewang said: "I am now staying at Caoxi Temple to visit Wenxiu's tomb. Please ask the Lord of Shu and his wife to rest in the temple tonight, and let's talk slowly."

After returning to the temple and making a pot of tea, Sun Kewang just told him how he avoided Kangxi's poison, pretended to be dead, how he disfigured himself, and fled to Yunnan.

"It's not easy, it's not easy!" Yang Zhan sighed, and then apologized sincerely, "Your Highness, King Qin, when I took the treasure, I failed to help you fulfill your wish and rescue Li Dingguo. I am really ashamed."

Sun Kewang's eyes darkened and he said sadly: "It's okay, I don't blame you, that's the fate of our brothers."

The three of them fell into a sad and embarrassing atmosphere. After drinking tea for a while, Yang Zhan asked: "Do you want to avenge your father's murder?"

Sun Kewang looked at him in confusion, and Yang Zhan said: "Your current martial arts skills are comparable to mine. If you want to kill me, you still have a chance."

"No, Lord Shu, I have let go of this matter a long time ago. Our grudges and grudges with you are a mess, and we can't sort them out anyway, so it's better to ignore them. I don't blame Dingguo and Wenxiu any more.

You. If you have to blame, I can only blame myself. I failed to live up to my father's expectations and failed to unite my brothers."

Yang Zhan suddenly remembered, "His Royal Highness King Qin, why are you here in Pingxi Palace today? Did you also join Wu Sangui's cause of reviving the Ming Dynasty and conquering the captives?"

Sun Kewang stood up excitedly and spat in the direction of Prince Pingxi's Mansion: "Bah, the Ming Dynasty is asking for prisoners? The Ming Dynasty has long been dead, how can the Ming Dynasty come? If Dingguo and Wenxiu had known this truth, our brothers would not be here.
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