At the bottom of the desperate valley, Han Tan rippled in circles, and Yang Guo floated up with a woman in brown clothes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This woman is a strange woman, Guo Xiang praised again and again, the beauty of the little dragon girl.

Before Yang Long and the others reached the shore, Xiao Xiang'er ran over: "Big brother, is this fairy sister your wife?" ”

Guo Xiangdu is already sixteen years old, and Xiaolongnu naturally doesn't know it.

Yang Guo stopped her waist and pointed directly at Guo Xiang and said, "Long'er, have you forgotten, this is Xiao Xiang'er." ”

The kind of fairy energy on the body of the little dragon girl is innate, and the way of cultivation the day after tomorrow is even more immortal, the snow-white face, looking at the past under the light, is even a little transparent, and the lips are also thin in blood, Guo Xiang couldn't help but sigh, like a fairy who came out of the painting.

For Xiang'er, Xiaolongnu also has a very good impression. took Xiao Xiang'er's hand, smiled and asked, "Xiao Xiang'er, what did you just call me?" Are you calling Wo Yang's sister-in-law? ”

With black eyes, I am afraid that there are no purer eyes than such innocent eyes, Guo Xiang nodded: "At that time, sister-in-law Yang, what I am looking forward to most in my heart is Brother Yang, to be able to get together with you, so that Brother Yang will be as happy as he is now." ”

Xiaolongnu was happy from the bottom of her heart: "Xiang'er is good, just call me sister-in-law in the future." ”

The three of them stood together, happy as if they were a family. The picture looks so warm. It's just that Huang Rong's voice also came.

Every time Huang Rong comes, something ominous happens.

More accurate than a crow, Yang Guo thought so.

When a woman is old, there is always a period of menopause, and at this time, wherever she goes, she will be silent and kill three hundred people.

In short, Yang Guo didn't want to see Huang Rong.

If you don't want to, you don't want to, but you still have to see it.

A few words of greetings from the routine, the dragon girl is long, the dragon girl is short, and I sincerely wish Yang Long and the others. She immediately cared for her daughter.

The intact little Xiang'er finally made Huang Rong let go of a big stone in her heart.

Only then did it come to the story, and the 100,000 people in Xiangyang City were in a hurry.

This Huo Du, who didn't know how to cultivate into the Dafa of Tantra, completely broke off and broke through the highest realm of the eleventh layer in one fell swoop.

Yang Guo didn't worry about these trivial matters at all.

Now that Huang Rong is really here, this cutscene still has to go.

Yang Guo took the little dragon girl to show her face, anyway, no one in this world can fight with Yang Guo anymore.

Unless the Hundred Damaged Daoists are resurrected.

This place is away from Xiangyang, and you will definitely be able to reach it within two days.

But no one wanted to stay in this place, and they left the deep valley.

On the other side, Xiangyang City, is full of blood.

The Great Song Dynasty had much fewer troops, and at this time, the war was fired, oil, sulfur, saltpeter, and there were many dead and wounded.

The horn sounded next to the Mongolian high platform.

The shouts were loud, the smoke from the south rose into the sky, and the Mongol army was in chaos.

In front of Xiangyang, the war drums thundered, the horns shook the sky, and the Song army and the Mongolian army shouted and fought.

The officers of the Song army were mediocre and incompetent.

Lu Wende is a typical corrupt official.

In the First War of the Mongolian Great Song Dynasty, Lu Wende cared not about the Great Song Dynasty's Jiangshan Sheji, but about his official hat, and what he cared about next.

After all, the current Xiangyang City is overwhelmingly full of people who support Guo Jing.

After all, Guo Jing is a generation of heroes, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the focus of the whole matter is on Guo Jing alone.

At this time, it is a battlefield, but there is politics in the battlefield, and if there is politics, there will be people, and there will be fights, and this kind of struggle is the struggle between the leader and the stupid and the forced.

In fact, Guo Jing was more anxious.

In addition to the people who followed Guo Jingbao to protect the Great Song Dynasty with all their hearts, there were also people from the rivers and lakes, famous and decent families, military forces, and patriotic knights.

But in general, it can be divided into three factions.

One faction is the radical faction.

This radical faction is like a melon-eating crowd who don't know the truth, and asks Guo Jing why he doesn't take the initiative to attack: "You have martial arts, are proficient in the art of war, and have a team in your hand that can fight well, why don't you go out and destroy the Mongols?"

The second group is conservative.

It's good that this faction has Huang Rong, a resourceful gang leader, but when Huang Gang Leader is not in the city, they always knock Guo Jing intentionally or unintentionally: "Guo Daxia!" The Mongolian army is brutal and unreasonable, and it slaughters the cities that resist! Can you keep more than nine if you stick to it so stubbornly? Xiangyang is about to fall, no matter how long you hold on, we will die, the longer you hold out, the worse we will die, what should we do now that it is difficult to ride a tiger? "It's not that Guo Jing doesn't understand this truth, but who is Guo Jing? He is a great man who is a chivalrous man for the country and the people, and the death of Xiangyang is the death of the Song Dynasty. He didn't ask everyone to defend Xiangyang City like him, but he had to defend it.

He can't let everyone understand, if the country is there, the small family is there, and if the country is destroyed, the family is broken. This time he has already made a plan, even if he dies for his country, he will arouse the enthusiasm of all young people to protect their families and defend the country.

But politics is cruel.

The other faction is also eyeing the tiger.

This faction is the most painful faction - the old faction!

They don't care about life and death or about their opponents, they only care about one thing: "You are a person with a bad record outside the system, why do you suppress the marshal Lu Wende in our system?" ”

Guo Jing's pressure has doubled, and he has internal and external troubles.

After all, he is not afraid of gossip, but not being afraid does not mean that there is no pressure.

He pondered deeply for this country, why Mongolia can concentrate on the outside world, but the Great Song Dynasty cannot.

This thought was only thought about, and now that he remembered it again, he sighed deeply.

The opponent is an old friend.

Prince Hodu.

Huo Du didn't want to attack Xiangyang wholeheartedly at all.

Huo wants to be an identity.

As long as he lives for one day, he will be like the descendants of the Murong family, running around to restore the country and restore his identity.

This kind of person, when he is born, has no life of his own.

They are people who live for their identity, if Huo Du is not a prince and can't be a khan, his person is the same as dead, and the day of his existence doesn't care how many people die and how many people have no homes, all he cares about is his identity.

Encounters are repeated, Huo Du is also a ruthless character, desperately pursuing the invisible goal, and finally practicing peerless martial arts that rivals the world.

Even Guo Jing in the past is not his opponent.

The dragon elephant is like a skill, and it has broken through the eleventh layer.

What is forcibly broken through is not promotion, but for a certain period of time, with the help of drugs and physical emotions, forcibly use the power outside of this eleventh layer.

He didn't dare to use this kind of power many times, not only would he forcibly overdraw his body, but also hurt his body.

His hair was all gray, and his forehead was deeply sunken. A lot of hair on the forehead has fallen out.

The skin is darker in the Mongolian wind and sun, and it is even more vicious than the master Jinlun back then.