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Li Zhongyu broke into the Kuzen Temple alone, wanting to use this as an inside line to provide information for his younger brother Li Zhongxuan and others who were observing outside the temple. However, Cheng Song took him as a hostage and wanted to coerce Han Xiaoyue to go to Hexi for him first to retrieve the little junior sister, so he tied him up. He knew that after Long Yan's death, only the Li brothers would be able to balance Han Xiaoyue.

This scene was secretly observed by Fujiwarano, who came from Dongying, and said with a smile: "Although you Central Plains people are good at kung fu, they prefer infighting. In this way, sooner or later, the foreign clan will take advantage of the situation!" Yan Liangjie listened, looked at him and asked, "Oh, the foreign clan in your mouth, could it be you?" Fujiwarano listened to it, smiled and did not speak, only kept drawing some mysterious pattern in his hand.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Sister Yan Liang's expression became serious and said, "The Fujiwara family has a lot of connections with me, and this time I will be rewarded for asking you to set foot in the Central Plains." But if you want to get involved in Shenzhou with this, do you think I will stand by and watch?" Fujiwarano smiled and said, "Eldest sister, you are serious! As long as you are in China for a day, we will not make such delusions. Of course, this is also the meaning of the Fujiwara clan. ”

Yan Liang's sister was skeptical, wondering in her heart whether it would be a good idea to invite Dongying people into the Central Plains.

Outside the Kuzen Temple, Li Zhongxuan heard his brother's call for help, and his heart was very impatient. Luo Shengnan explained: "Don't worry, the eldest prince can still call for help, which means that they are not a killer." Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to speak out. Li Zhongxuan said: "Since Cheng Song became the head of Qingshuimen, his temper and temperament have changed greatly, I really can't say what he will do!

As he was talking, he saw Luo Shengnan's wife Mei Qiu rushing over with the Tang family. Mei Qiu has not committed any more crimes since she recovered from her injury, and her personality has gradually recovered as before. It's just that the scars on the body are difficult to erase, and the stench is faintly smelly. Therefore, incense is smoked every day, and spices are often carried on the body.

When Luo Shengnan saw her coming, he greeted her and said, "Madam, you are here! There is no big problem in the village!" Mei Qiu nodded yes, and then hugged his fists to everyone and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late! What's going on inside?" Li Zhongxuan briefly explained the matter, and Mei Qiu said, "I brought everyone from the Tang family here, and they are all here." The second son, the most important thing at the moment is to be calm and not impatient. If it really doesn't work, let's rush in and ask for someone!" Li Zhongxuan nodded yes.

Lu Zeduan had heard a little about Luo Shengnan's wife Mei Qiu's madness, but after looking at her twice, he saw that she didn't seem to be ill, so he said: "Mrs. Mei seems to have recovered well, congratulations!" Mei Qiu smiled and hugged her fists when she heard this, and said, "Thank you Master Lu for your concern." It's all thanks to Han Xiaoyue and his brother Li Jingxian, who helped me recover. As he spoke, he told how he had fallen into the secret passage and how he had been rescued.

When Lu Zeduan heard these things, he couldn't help but have a sense of respect for Han Xiaoyue in his heart, and said, "In this way, Han Xiaoyue can really be called a generation of chivalrous. It's not as good as Lu to save the needy!" Ding Yuechan added: "So, how ridiculous it is for Master Lu to form such an alliance!"

After hearing this, Lu Zeduan sighed and said: "I admit that I am indeed a person who sells fame and reputation! I want to live for most of my life, but I have not yet had a junior who is frank, and I am really guilty. Seeing this, Huo Liji felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and said secretly: "It seems that it is impossible to rely on the master to avenge the humiliation of Tanzhou for me!"

There was silence inside and outside the temple.

Suddenly, a gust of wind drove by. Then, countless black shadows instantly appeared around the pavilion of the dry temple. The sudden noise startled everyone inside and outside the temple. Everyone looked over, but saw that it was Han Xiaoyue who walked to the pavilion alone.

At this moment, Han Xiaoyue's face turned red, she swayed as she walked, and the smell of wine floated out of a radius of three or four miles. The black-clothed warriors who appeared in an instant looked sideways at the smell of wine, covered their noses and smiled. Han Xiaoyue's eyes were misty, and she stretched out her hand to point at the black-clothed warrior in front of her and said, "One, two, three......" As soon as he counted to the fifth, he was interrupted by the first person: "Okay, you drunkard." There are twenty of us!"

After hearing this, Sister Yan Liang's face changed, and she asked Fujiwarano: "Why are you still ambushing people in the pavilion outside the temple? Have you forgotten our agreement?" Fujiwarano snorted and said, "Eldest sister, it's not too late for me to test his kung fu and then reason with him!"

Sister Yan Liang wanted to push the door out, but heard Fujiwara Ye say: "Eldest sister, I only have such a wish, I hope that eldest sister can be satisfied." I just wanted to test the kung fu of the Central Plains Warriors, and I had no other ideas. If he can't even defeat my twenty samurai, then it's not worth our long journey!" Yan Liangjie stopped, looked back at him and said, "I really didn't expect that your Fujiwara clan's ambition is really not small!"

Fujiwarano smiled, pointed out the window and said, "Okay, big sister, come and see the excitement!"

Fujiwarano naturally hoped that Han Xiaoyue's details could be tested through these twenty black-clothed warriors. Of course, the Fujiwara clan was not satisfied with a corner of the East Ying, they were worried about the Central Plains Martial Arts and the twelve volumes of "Jianhua Honki". If Dongying Bushido wants to test the Central Plains martial arts, he naturally has to take a public target as an experimental object. Han Xiaoyue became his best target. However, Han Xiaoyue did not disappoint him.

Han Xiaoyue ignored the question of the leader, and still counted: "Seven, eight, nine......" and counted until it reached the twentieth before nodding and saying, "It turns out that it is really twenty." Very good, you didn't lie to me!" The leader looked sneering and said with a smile: "Okay, it's been a long time, let's play with a drunkard!"

Han Xiaoyue laughed and said: "Your subordinates are defeated! Didn't the people who returned from your defeat tell you about my Han Xiaoyue's ability?" I'd like to see how a drunkard can defeat my twenty samurai!" With that, the twenty black-clothed samurai showed their scimitars and prepared to make a move.

Seeing this, Cheng Song said: "Han Xiaoyue is drunk, shouldn't he be hacked to death with a knife!" Situ Sheng said with a smile: "Those Dongying people don't listen to my orders, just to let them taste defeat." I have long seen that that wild monarch looks down on us outside of his words, so let's borrow Han Xiaoyue's hand to open their eyes!"

The twenty black-clothed warriors were ready, but they saw Han Xiaoyue standing still. The biggest humiliation for martial arts practitioners is that they are indifferent after he shows his moves. When these twenty warriors saw this, they felt that they were deliberately humiliating themselves, and they were even more angry. The leader shouted: "Han Xiaoyue, why don't you move?" Han Xiaoyue waved her hand and said, "You black-clothed imps, shouting here with a burnt knife, it's just too rude!"

The leader sneered and said, "We have the Fujiwara sword in our hands, which has been soaked in the blood of the ancestors of the Fujiwara clan! You don't know the height of the sky, dare to despise it?"

The twenty samurai blades were aimed at Han Xiaoyue in unison, rushing in front of him but not seeing him move. Whether inside or outside the temple, the heart has been raised to the throat.

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