Chapter 49: Troubled Times

Chen Ziyuan went to the front line with a large army, and the people in the south were in agony, and the news of Chen Ziyuan going to the front line immediately spread over there. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info heard that it was the closest prince around the emperor who came, and the crowd calmed down a lot in an instant.

The riots in the south cannot be resolved in a year or two, and Chen Ziyuan will definitely find it difficult to come back for a while.

The carriage was tired, Gao Lin was drowsy sitting in the car, and although Chen Ziyuan had his eyes open, his eyes had lost their former brilliance.

This is an opportunity, but it may also be a deep well that you can't escape from in your life.

Lift the curtain and look out at the sky. The whole world is still snow-white, and the snow on the trail is always difficult to melt.

The snow on this trail can only wait for the arrival of summer, so that it can squeeze a trail out of the fierce sun.

"How long will it take?" After looking at it for a while, Chen Ziyuan asked the groom.

"Lord Wang, let's sleep for a while, we can't get there for the time being, it's still a long way to go." The groom replied.

Chen Ziyuan sighed, and took off the armor he was wearing first, the road was far away, and he was uncomfortable wearing this body.

Chen Ziyuan took off his armor, and Gao Lin, who was sitting opposite him, was awakened by the sound, looked at Chen Ziyuan sleepily, and hurriedly reminded: "Lord Wang, you can't take off your armor when you go out in the army." This time we are not going on an expedition, so the prince does not have to ride a horse, which is already a good thing. The prince can't be like this anymore, it's very unlucky. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you know what a painting seller knows."

Chen Ziyuan said a word, and Gao Lin was silent.

The carriage and horses moved forward slowly and orderly, and Chen Ziyuan was followed by his henchmen. He didn't worry about his own safety at all, if this group of people could do something unfavorable to him, then there would be no difference between living and dying.

"Report!"

Suddenly, the voice of a pawn sounded outside, but before the voice could finish speaking, it suddenly disappeared. It's like a strong wind coming, and suddenly the sky is clear.

"Huh?"

Chen Ziyuan was very puzzled, but he didn't open the curtain and listened carefully to the sound outside.

There was a noise outside, the sound was very chaotic, and there were some fights in the noise, and the sound of human bones being smashed could be heard very crisply.

"It's a fight!" Someone outside shouted again.

Now Chen Ziyuan couldn't sit anymore, put on his helmet, and Chen Ziyuan poked his head out.

"Yikes!"

With an exclamation, a person slashed at Chen Ziyuan. Chen Ziyuan hurriedly flashed over, and with a pull of the long sword in his hand, a sword pierced the man's heart.

The fighting in the back was also a lot quieter with the death of this person, and after a short while, only a few people's voices could be heard.

Chen Ziyuan returned to the carriage and put on his armor before walking out.

There were several people lying on the ground, wearing only a thin piece of clothing, and the crude knives in their hands had been hit on the ground, and several people were grinning and looking in pain.

Chen Ziyuan stared at a few people, sighed, and said, "It's good to kill it, I don't want to ask anything." ”

"Yes." Someone next to him immediately replied.

Chen Ziyuan returned to the carriage, and several people outside had already fallen to the ground. They won't even shout, after all, the knife is fast.

There were suddenly a few people on the road, and Chen Ziyuan would not think that these people were bandits here. It can only be said that these people are some ghosts who die for the dead, for some people who want to kill him.

The horse gasped for a strong breath, and the adjutant behind straightened his troops and continued on his way.

The wheels ran over the snow on the ground, and the creaking sound was strangely pleasant. No matter how beautiful the sound is, it can't break the loneliness between heaven and earth.

I drove like this for several days, and on the way I ate some dry food that had been prepared long ago. The people and horses were not well prepared, and if they didn't bring flint and steel, they couldn't light a fire to cook in a slightly windy place.

Finally, Chen Ziyuan came to the south with his troops. As soon as he stepped into the city, Chen Ziyuan only felt dizzy in front of him. Unexpectedly, this place has been dilapidated like this.

As soon as he came here, Chen Ziyuan hurriedly found a meeting with local officials. After asking about the recent battle situation and the current situation on the front line, Chen Ziyuan can make the next step.

Hearing that it was the prince of the Tang Dynasty, the officials were naturally respectful, and after understanding the situation, Chen Ziyuan nodded, thinking about how to maintain the border. Nanban is not a climate, but the harassment day and night is still difficult to resist.

Chen Ziyuan was still talking to the officials, and suddenly there was a murderous aura in the wind.

He turned his head slightly, but there was already an extra sword in front of him.

Yes!

Chen Ziyuan screamed, and then he only felt that it was pitch black in front of him...

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Zhusu faction, cottage.

Most of the sects have unique names for the places they live in, and the Zhusu sect is one of them, although it is a sect, it is not a famous and decent sect. I don't know if the head of Lou Sang Erxian is just to give a pleasant name, and the place where the Zhusu faction stays is directly called a cottage.

In an open space in the cottage, Duan He was performing exercises, and black and white impermanence was standing aside.

Duan He secretly used his internal force, and the internal force was forced to his palm, and with all his strength, he slapped forward, and a boulder shattered in response.

This move is a famous move of the Zhusu faction, called "White Bone Corpse Demon". This name is given by Black Impermanence, I don't know if it is to add some color to the Zhusu faction. Now Duan He has practiced only the most basic moves, the White Bone Corpse Demon is not a hard qigong, but can use internal force to control what is in front of him. Today's Duan He can only exert his strength but cannot retract his strength, and it is not a success.

"You're a lot scary." Black Impermanence nodded in satisfaction.

"No, I just feel a lot more comfortable than in the past." Duan He smiled.

"That's good, now that you have made progress, if you continue to practice, you will definitely be able to have a good creation. It's only been a little over a month, and I didn't expect your progress to be so fast. ”

"I also want to thank my predecessors for cultivating, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to know how to cultivate in my life."

"It's not necessary, it's better for you to have a good foundation, otherwise the pain is not something that ordinary people can survive. Now to see you like this, the old man is deeply grateful. Black Impermanence nodded.

Duan He saluted the two of them and continued to contact the moves in this clearing. Now he no longer has to suffer the pain of life and death, and his internal strength is no less than that of a person who has practiced hard qigong for 50 years. It's no wonder that people love to take a shortcut.

It was another move, and Duan He only felt that the strength in his body seemed to be inexhaustible, and he was using it in heaven and earth very recklessly.

Another move, another stone was smashed in front of me.

"Not bad." Duan He said with emotion.

Suddenly, Duan He only felt as if the strength of his whole body had been taken away, and the whole person fell to the ground, twitching all over his body.

"Ahh

Duan He couldn't say a word, foaming at the mouth gradually, his eyes rolled up, and he fell to the ground.

He seemed to be dead.

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