"Haha, demon general, it's been a long time since we saw each other." Tong Yuan's gray beard was erratic in the wind, but the muscles that were storming all over his body were hard to believe that he was just an old man in the evening.

"It's you! Tong Yuan!" The black shadow seemed a little panicked, "The Deadly Slayer!" A halberd fell quickly.

"Although I am not the opponent of your devil master, I can still deal with you little baby." Tong Yuan raised his arm calmly, and just as the halberd was about to cut off the old man's arm, he suddenly stopped. The old man's hand also emitted a golden light, and the outline of the golden light was a gun!

Tong Yuan raised his arm and shook the black shadow back. He shot him slowly. Even the Han army commander beside him could see clearly the speed of his attack.

But at such a slow speed, the black shadow seemed to be stationary by something, standing foolishly until it was penetrated.

"Soul-Stationing Gun..." The black shadow seemed to know something, but it fell down and became a corpse gradually dissipated the dark side of the body, but only the body of an ordinary farmer was revealed. The farmer was only about 1.6 meters tall, and it didn't look like the prototype of the black shadow. The halberd also flew away and disappeared.

"Elder Tong." Zihua, who was the least injured, saw Tong Yuan coming in person, thought to himself that this black shadow was not simple.

"Well, don't worry about this matter, just recover from it. We must hurry up. I will tell your master, send the disciples of Ziwu and Li down the mountain to help you guard the Zhang Mansion." Tong Yuan waved his hand and signaled to Zihua. Zihua was about to respond, but Tong Yuan's figure gradually dissipated. The next moment, Tong Yuan returned to the fairyland of Zhongnan Mountain.

On the platform where Tong Yuan returned, Old Man Nanhua and Hua Tuo were also there, and there were several direct disciples of Old Man Nanhua next to him.

"It was the devil general who was born. It seems that the situation in Taishan is not very good." Tong Yuan walked down from the platform and said to Nanhua.

Nanhua touched his gray beard, calculated with his fingers, and after a while, he slowly said, "This demon general has just been born, and I don't know if he possessed it from which general in the world. According to the speed of their devouring, we still have sixteen years."

"Sixteen years, I hope this kid Zhang Chen can hold on." Hua Tuo also stroked his white beard and said.

"Hope." Tong Yuan also looked at the blue sky silently. In the fairyland, there was no difference between night and day.

......

That night, Zhang Chen, Huangfu Song and others held a meeting, handed over the command list, and returned to the camp.

Looking at myself and the processed left arm, I couldn't help but deeply realize that I was in the bloody Three Kingdoms.

But then again, this time it was really boring. While the soldiers in the military camp were busy, this unconscientious coach was thinking of ways to play.

"Forget it, let's go out for a walk." Zhang Chen said to himself, then walked out of the tent, and the personal soldiers guarding at the door saluted Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen nodded and called back Hu Leibao, who had emerged from somewhere. When Zhang Chen saw that, he looked like he had gone out to have an affair with a wild mare. A black horse had a humanized smirk on his face.
Chapter completed!