Wen Xianzhong said with relief: "It seems that the two of you are indeed very fateful. ”

Although Han Lingyue is a heroine, she is also a girl who has not left the cabinet, and her pretty face turned red again after listening to Wen Xianzhong's profound words.

Wen Xianzhong is a person who has come over, although he can't see Han Lingyue's expression, he can also see Han Lingyue's girlish thoughts, and take the initiative to change the topic: "This time there are only more than 300 Yuan soldiers, so they won't ring the bell, right?" And it's six times in a row. ”

"With the background of the Covered Boat Mountain, I am naturally not afraid of these thieves, and the reason why I sent someone to ring this bell is to wake up the elders and disciples in the sect to a greater extent. Don't you feel that in the past two years, there has always been some inexplicable negative feelings? The two factions are like fire and water, people's hearts are scattered, it's time to wake up! ”

Wen Xianzhong nodded approvingly, "Ten years have passed, and it's almost time, whether it's our group of old guys or you rising stars, it's time to make plans early." ”

Han Lingyue said meaningfully: "I don't know about others, but Wen Bo must have never slacked off for a moment over the years. ”

"You stinky girl, you're as weird as you were when you were a child."

Wen Xianzhong smiled, and without waiting for her to continue to test, he confessed to her: "I won't tell you the truth, in the past ten years, my contact with Monk Peng has never been interrupted, and I have even made preparations to break away from the Ming Sect for a long time, but this is all under the premise that your brother and sister are missing.

But don't worry, since you have returned to the mountain, Wen will not go anywhere, so he will stay on this shipwrecked mountain and listen to your dispatch. ”

"Napeng Hall Master ......"

Wen Xianzhong smiled casually: "Naturally, it's the same as me." ”

Hearing Wen Xianzhong's sworn assurance, Han Lingyue finally put down her hanging heart and immediately wanted to salute Wen Xianzhong.

Wen Xianzhong wanted to hold her arm, but as soon as he thought that men and women would not kiss her, he immediately withdrew his hand and took a step back, let his body out, and said, "The sect leader's Liwen can't stand it. ”

Seeing this, Han Lingyue also turned her body, bowed respectfully, and replied: "The younger generation's courtesy, the elders should always be able to bear it." ”

Wen Xianzhong stroked his beard and nodded, no longer dodging, and accepted Han Lingyue's gift, feeling more and more satisfied with this "prospective daughter-in-law" who had a marriage contract with her son.

"I don't know how the battle is going on Xuan'er's side?" Wen Xianzhong is still thinking about his son.

Speaking of this, Han Lingyue couldn't help but think of the situation when the "disciple" suddenly attacked him at the bottom of the valley, and comforted: "Don't worry, Wenbo, with his skills, there will definitely be nothing wrong." ”

Wen Xianzhong nodded, thinking of the series of skills that Wen Xuan showed after waking up, and pouted: "This stinky boy can't even trust his father, he has hidden it from me for so many years, and presumably outsiders can't let him suffer much." ”

Wen Xuan, who was walking alone in the mountains and forests, sneezed a few times in a row and muttered, "Who keeps talking about me?" ”

At this time, he had already stripped off the long robe he was wearing, changed into the dress of a soldier, carefully hid his figure, and gradually approached the mountain road where he was fighting.

Slightly different from the fighting in Xiaofushe Village, this time the conflict was larger and more tragic, a narrow mountain road had completely evolved into a battlefield of cold weapons, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and even the ground under his feet had become red and black under the penetration of blood.

This Sheng Wenyu really has two hits, and Wen Xuan was attracted by Sheng Wenyu's guerrilla fighting style for a moment.

The 100 elites led by Sheng Wenyu completely took advantage of the terrain to turn passivity into initiative, turning the shortcomings of the incomplete armor and weapons of the Ming Sect disciples into the advantages of lightness and flexibility.

Under the advantages of the other, the morale of the already somewhat tired Yuan soldiers gradually declined, if it were not for the advantage of numbers and blades, I am afraid that they would have been repelled by Sheng Wenyu a long time ago.

Despite Bayar's extraordinary bravery, the drawbacks of his weapons began to appear, and his arms had become numb and sore under the repeated swings of the hammer weighing more than twenty pounds.

Lin Hao, who had been pressed by him before, couldn't lift his head before, and after a short rest, he attacked him again, and his fierce stick technique was finally reflected.

Lin Hao's accumulated anger and resentment poured into the iron rod in his hand, gritting his teeth and enduring the tearing pain of the tiger's mouth cracking, the tiger and tiger wielding the iron rod continued to attack Bayar.

The tired Bayar gradually became panicked, and in his weak heart, Lin Hao found an opportunity, and the tip of the stick swept along the hammer body and the handle of the hammer to his arm.

Bayar had no choice but to abandon the hammer, bend down and pick up a ring knife and continue to fight with Lin Hao.

"What an idiot." Wen Xuan secretly scolded Bayar in his heart.

If this Bayar had given some correct command to his subordinate soldiers, he was afraid that the disciples of the Jiaomu Altar would have been wiped out by the time he arrived.

I only know that I rely on brute force to fight in front of the battle, but I don't care about my own soldiers, and let them fight on their own, how can they not be defeated?

Not to mention that there are still hundreds of disciples in the sect who are trying to surround it, just relying on Sheng Wenyu's rogue fighting style is enough to bury the vanguard of the Yuan soldiers here.

Just as Wen Xuan continued to look around the field to search for Sainchi, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came from nearby.

"Anyone?" Wen Xuan was shocked in his heart, and lowered his body hidden behind the stone.

It was Richard Han who took off his armor and changed into a black dress!

With the same purpose as Wen Xuan, he came here to kill people, but to kill his own people.

Wen Xuan looked at Li Chahan, who was dressed in black, and frowned, unable to figure out the identity and intention of the comer.

Could this be some elder in the church? But why didn't you know about it?

When the man in black got closer, Wen Xuan's face gradually became gloomy.

No matter what happened to the people who came, he could at least be sure that he was not a Mingjiao person!

Because he has brown eyes that are not covered by a mask!

Wen Xuan silently grasped the hilt of the knife, if the person in front of him really threatened the people of the Ming Sect, he would not hesitate to take his life.

Richard was also waiting for an opportunity at the moment, waiting for an opportunity to take Bayar's life and get out of the way.

It wasn't until Bayar finally lost his strength and was kicked to the ground by Lin Hao that the dagger held by Li Chahan finally came out.

Wen Xuan was always staring at Li Chahan's movements and the situation in the field, if he wanted to assassinate Lin Hao, it was absolutely impossible, because there were many disciples of the Discipline Hall guarding him.

Don't...... Is it to save people?

Wen Xuan was gradually aroused and wanted to see what tricks this man in black was going to play.