Wu Ling grabbed his collar and slapped him with his backhand: "Who are you? You dare to threaten me with my mother, brothers and sisters. Believe it or not, if I kill you now, no one will dare to touch them!"
"you you......"
Xue Pan's eyes were so red that they were about to burst.
thump!
Wu Ling pushed back and threw Xue Pan on the seat. He stuck the Tang knife beside his neck and turned around and walked out: "Don't challenge my bottom line again. I'm afraid one day I will lose control and do something bad."
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"You bastard, how dare you do this to me! Someone, get him here!"
Xue Pan got up, grabbed the Tang Dao and pointed it at him, his face full of ferocious anger!
This prisoner actually embarrassed him in front of outsiders.
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Rub rub rub...
A group of soldiers rushed up from both sides!
Wu Ling glanced to the left!
Rub rub rub rub!
The soldier on the left staggered back!
Wu Ling looked sideways at the soldier on the right again!
The soldiers on the right trembled and retreated!
Without saying a word, Wu Ling strode out of the commander's residence with his hands behind his back.
"Trash, he doesn't have any weapons anymore. What are you afraid of? It's all trash!"
Seeing the trembling soldiers, Xue Pan cursed loudly and looked furious.
"As expected of a young commander, his style remains the same!"
Bai Feifei smacked his lips, ignored Xue Pan and left with the woman in purple.
As soon as they left the commander's residence, the woman in purple chased after him: "Wu Ling, stop here! Don't tell me, you didn't recognize who I am!"
"So what if you recognize it, so what if you don't recognize it!"
Wu Ling closed his eyes: "We couldn't do it before, and it's even more impossible now."
The woman in purple burst into tears: "Ever since the moment father, Uncle Mu, died, I knew it was impossible for us. But, I hope you live well and don't live in pain all day long!"
Wu Ling remained silent!
"...The deserter is calling. You will definitely be used. This knife is for you!"
Putting the Tang Dao into his hand, the woman in purple quickly got into the Bai family's carriage and left.
In the carriage, Bai Feifei looked distressed: "You changed hands and gave this magic weapon worth more than 10,000 taels to your lover, have you ever considered my feelings?"
The woman in purple said coldly: "You said you gave it to me, then I have the right to deal with it. We have also seen him, it's time to go back!"
Bai Feifei blinked: "What are you going back for? The fun here hasn't started yet!"
The woman in purple frowned: "What's the show?"
Bai Feifei shrugged: "You'll know when you wait and see."
Holding the Tang Dao in a daze, Wu Ling's eyes became gentle, and quickly closed them in pain. He returned home expressionlessly: "I found Mr. Mingtan at the Dinglongtai Poetry Conference. I want to meet him."
Although he never went to Dinglongtai, he heard about things there!
Especially the song "Man Jiang Hong, Yi Wu Mu" made him shed tears!
The fourteenth member of the guard was surprised: "Young Marshal, aren't you afraid that the court will be suspicious of him and affect his future, so you don't plan to see him?"
Wu Ling raised his head and said: "I figured it out. He dared to use the word 'Yi Wu Mu'. How can he be an official in the court? I'm going to thank him!"
The guard, Old Fourteen, nodded: "It's time to thank that gentleman. There are so many scholars in the world. It's great that you dare to stand up and speak for Mourinho."
Wu Ling took out the Tang sword: "There is also this sword. It seems to be newly cast, which means that he has mastered a new sword-making method. I want to persuade him to dedicate this method to the court. As long as every soldier in Daye is equipped with this magic weapon
, what do the desolate people have to fear?"
Originally, he only thought that the statement about the magic weapon cutting iron like clay was an exaggeration, but after using Xue Pan's knife in the commander's mansion, he understood the pros and cons.
The Guardsman Old Fourteen frowned: "Young Marshal, the imperial court treats the Marshal like that, why do you still think about the imperial court?"