When the fireworks that rushed into the sky emitted a dazzling light, Fang Yuting, who came to meet the golden phoenix, knew that something was wrong.

Fang Yuting came along the road with dozens of divine guards, but what he saw made him unexpected.

The corpses of the soldiers of the Liang army were scattered, the ground was pitted, and the war horses seemed to feel great fear and ran out. In the middle of the battlefield, Jin Feng's huge body stood there, like a mountain peak, and was in a stalemate with people.

Around him, there were more than twenty old guys in coarse linen clothes.

Fang Yuting approached, and the picture in front of him was static, as if everything was frozen in time and space. The special armor worn by Jin Feng was full of blood holes, which was terrifying.

The old man in front of Jin Feng was dead, but he still maintained his pre-death posture.

The two seem to have exhausted their strength at the last moment of the fight. A broken lance in the old man's hand was about to pierce Jin Feng's neck, but Jin Feng held the old man's arm and blocked it.

In the end, the lance only pierced a little into the neck of the golden phoenix, and a slight bloody tip appeared.

The expressions on the faces of the two had frozen, as if the battle had reached the end, and they didn't even have the strength to control the muscles on their faces, looking hideous and fierce.

The battle scene here is vaguely familiar to Fang Yuting.

Fang Yuting couldn't forget that many years ago, when they annihilated the 100,000 Imperial Forest Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty, swept the world, and were about to attack the Divine Capital, Cheng Gao blocked the Yang character Daxu in front of them, and the three battalions of soldiers under the Daxu.

Car River! Kui wolf! Lian Qian!

"Look, Chief!"

The Divine Guard searched around and found a broken box, the contents of which had been reduced to shreds, and the wind had blown them away, leaving only a little powder.

Fang Yuting closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly. His heart was depressed at the moment, his huge anger was accumulating, he couldn't bear it anymore, and all his emotions were suddenly released.

"After so many years, why haven't you lonely souls and wild ghosts died yet!"

In the first battle of Xigu that year, it was these thousands of soldiers of the Chehe Battalion who stopped at the mouth of Xigu Valley. After several days of bloody battles, 200,000 Chengtian Dao disciples could not come out, and they were forced into a desperate situation by Yang Ci.

Fang Yuting stood in the valley of the past, looking at the scorched corpses all over the ground, with a vague face, the sadness in his heart, and the tears and blood could not be exhausted.

And now, seeing that the white dragon jade essence is about to arrive in the divine capital, Huan Wu is expected to continue his life. Huan Wucun, then Liang An. Da Liang An, the world has always thought so in Fang Yuting's heart, as long as Huan Wu is here, then it is impossible for Yang Xian to go north out of the Central Plains, and after a long time, the world will also be determined.

But now, it is more than 20 old people in this Chehe camp, blocking the most critical place, tearing apart the hope in his heart.

It was as if the heavens had played a huge joke on him. In the battle of Xigu that year, he was far away in Youzhou, and he could not fight and die with his brothers. Today, he didn't make it in time.

But the sorrow in Fang Yuting's heart today is still worse than back then.

Fang Yuting has always been known for his calmness and steadiness in his usual behavior, and the divine guards under him have never seen Fang Yuting look like this.

So excited! So angry!

"Look, Chief!"

Fang Yuting raised his eyes to watch, and saw that on top of Jin Feng's body, which had already lost his voice, a layer of blood qi slowly emerged.

The blood burns and gradually turns into a pale golden color.

"Barbarian witchcraft, which has the ability to be reborn, is actually true."

The sudden change made Fang Yuting temporarily throw away all the emotions in his heart and try his best to deal with the scene in front of him.

There was a loud roar, as if returning from hell. Jin Feng's huge body trembled, and the blacksmith in front of him fell suddenly.

It's just that the resurrected Jin Feng did not regain his senses, and he still fell into the frenzy of the fierce battle before death.

Fang Yuting's body had already prepared, and more than a dozen blue Qi lines flew out, tightly binding Jin Feng's body. Even with the power of the golden phoenix, in such a state, it is impossible to break free from the shackles of the divine guard.

Fang Yuting stood aside, quietly waiting for Jin Feng to return to normal.

Shendu, Lianghou Mansion.

"Jin Feng is incompetent, and he has the trust of the lord!"

Jin Feng, who had regained his senses, knelt in front of Huan Wu despite the heavy injuries on his body. The big man cried like a child, heartbroken.

Huan Wu looked at Jin Feng, who was weeping in the empty room, walked over, and slowly squatted down with a somewhat timid body, and put it on Jin Feng's shoulder.

"You can't blame you for this."

As soon as Huan Wu's words came out, Jin Feng cried more and more fiercely, and his body, which was several times larger than Huan Wu, was constantly trembling, helpless like a child.

Huan Wu's face was soft, and he patted him lightly on the shoulder, but his face was as patient as a child.

"Okay, the injuries on your body are not light, go down and heal your injuries!"

When Jin Feng left with the help of the soldiers, only Fang Yuting and Huan Wu were left in the room.

"Who did it?"

The softness on Huan Wu's face was gone, and some were only cold.

"The minister has already checked the identities of the more than 20 soldiers of the Chehe Battalion, and found that they have been in the Shendu for a long time, and they should have been hidden when Yang Zhong left the Shendu."

Huan Wu smiled, looking at Fang Yuting with a somewhat uneasy look.

"Yang Xiaode has been dead for so long, and Yang Zizhan has just escaped from Xigu, so it can't be behind this interception. In order to plan such a sophisticated plan, you must have a considerable amount of intelligence support and enough knowledge within our army. Yuting, you don't have to say, what did you find? ”

Fang Yuting arched his hand and said, "The minister found out that one of them was a blacksmith in an armory workshop under the jurisdiction of the craftsman supervisor, and it was Su Zhe of Shaofu at that time who arranged for that group of blacksmiths to enter the armory!" ”

When Fang Yuting said Su Zhe's name, Huan Wu's entire face turned pale. He sat down weakly, even ignoring the etiquette between the kings and ministers, and sat down on the floor like this.

Huan Wu waved his hand and said, "I know, you go down first!" ”

Huan Wu clearly remembered that when Su Zhe was a young man, it was nineteen years ago. At that time, Yang Zhong was already dead, and the Shu Kingdom was in turmoil. And Huan Wu is in the palm of the gods, and his foothold is not stable, and it is precisely because of the help of Su Zhe, Chang Yu and other old ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty that he can gain a firm foothold.

Although Huan Wu understands that Su Zhe helped him for the Son of Heaven, Chang Yu helped him for authority. But in Huanwu's heart, he finally had a layer of respect for Su Zhe.

Unlike the general Confucianism who is at a loss when something happens, and usually has to talk about it, Su Zhe has his own hills and valleys in his heart.

Conduct like jade, pure gentleman.

Huan Wu asked himself if he could do it, but it didn't prevent him from respecting such a person. Huan Wu didn't know that Su Zhe was a subordinate under Yang Ci, but after so many years, he asked himself if he didn't treat Su Zhe lightly.

Honorable titles, and even children and in-laws, Huan Wu was not stingy at all.

"Su Jing'an, you still bear me after all!"