Hearing the name Wangshu, Ji Yu had a lot of past events in his heart, and he didn't know if he was worried or not, the old people reunited, and after listening to some words of friendship, even if it was a cold heart, there would be a ripple of warmth.

People who have traveled together on horseback, talked about ideal days, walked together on the road, and owned a road are always easy to become close friends.

He and Sun Zheng were such people.

So, Ji Yu's heart moved slightly, and he decided that his plan should be changed, so he asked, "Old man, can I trust you?"

Sun Zheng was stunned, he didn't expect this young man to ask him such a strange question.

But after thinking about it, this young man might have known about that incident, so he nodded and said, "Of course you can, that incident is a matter of the Heavenly Sect, and it will not affect my relationship with the old man." ”

"If you need any care, I'll do my best!"

Ji Yu thought about it, turned over and dismounted, and came to Sun Zheng's body in just a few steps, such a speed looked extremely fast and clever in the eyes of the soldiers, generals, and cronies behind Ji Yu.

But in Sun Zheng's eyes, it is just carving insect crumbs, and it can even be said to be too slow.

There is no way, if Sun Zheng is in the Donghua Continent, the gap between the cultivation of the two at this time may be very different.

At this time, Sun Zheng was holding Wangshu, and Ji Yu actually pinched the tip of Wangshu's sword with his index finger and thumb, and for a while, a familiar breath was sent into Sun Zheng's heart.

Sun Zheng trembled, raised his head in disbelief, looked at Ji Yu, and was about to blurt out a certain taboo word, but in the end he held back.

He understood everything, and the old man turned out to be the old man, so he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to use such a means to come out!"

When Ji Yu heard this, he also sighed a little emotionally, and said, "It's just luck!"

Sun Zheng asked, "Are you now the Ninth Emperor Prince of Western Chu?"

Ji Yu said with a smile: "Didn't you often talk about it back then, and seek government in its position? Why do you ask me such a question now, has my heart changed after sweeping Long Xingyuan over the years?"

Sun Zheng said: "Some people have changed, some people have not changed, I am very relieved to see the old people still there, if it is really not good, it is uncomfortable to stay in Xichu, you can come to the Great Qin Palace, I will protect you from harm!"

Ji Yu nodded and said, "It's enough to get my mind, I still have a lot of things to do, I'm too busy!"

When Sun Zheng heard this, he was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "It's worthy of you, in such a world, you can still say such things, you don't dare to use it outside if you want to come to Wangshu, they will notice." ”

Ji Yu nodded undeniably and said, "It can't be used outside!"

Sun Zheng nodded and said, "I'm done, come to the Qin Palace to see me!"

Ji Yu said, "Okay!"

This is the end of a conversation about the reunion of old people.

Sun Zheng didn't say anything more, but with a wave of his sleeves, he disappeared in place in an instant, and the speed was unbelievable, as if it had never appeared.

Ji Yu smiled helplessly in his heart, he owed Fan Bi a cup of tea in Dali Temple, and he also owed an agreement to Daqin Xianyang Palace.

It's a little busy, the time is a little short, and after the king, there are still a lot of things to do!

The fireworks in the sky are still blooming, Ji Yu stabilized his mind, waved his sword with an eyebrow, and the army continued to move forward, wearing the stars and the moon to hurry, the homesickness dissipated, and only the killing intent of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Outside the city of Sizhou, the offensive of the army continued.

The morale of Fu Bang's side is low, but the morale of Yan Chou's side is not high.

Fighters who still want to fight desperately on Chinese New Year's Eve, whose mood can be better, whose morale can be better?

Fan Kuan's face was serious, he looked at Fu Bang, his eyes flashed with a thick color of Deng, and said, "If it goes on like this, Sizhou City will be broken!"

At this moment, under the fireworks in the sky, a boulder flew in, Fu Bang raised his hand casually, and three broken firewood knives came out together, outlining a very good-looking knife.

The sword weaved a web in the sky, smashing the boulder to pieces in an instant.

All of this happens in a blink of an eye.

"Wait!" Fu Bang's unequivocal voice fell on Fan Kuan's ears.

Fan Kuan nodded heavily, and he didn't know when a giant sword appeared in his hand, the giant sword was like a mang, and the mang was like a dragon, and it crashed into it in an instant, and actually knocked out several enemy soldiers who had just climbed the city wall.

The people of Luoyang, who were clothed in fine clothes and jade food, finally attached a trace of panic, Sizhou City was about to break, which was something they had never thought about, because the people who guarded Sizhou were Ji Yu's people.

How could the people of the god of war in the world let Sizhou City break?

At this moment, a large army entered from both sides of the enemy army, and the cavalry charged, and the swordsmen, infantry and archers penetrated horizontally, completely disrupting the enemy's attacking formation.

Listening to the shouting and killing sound that rushed to the sky, not only the defenders led by Fu Bang were dazzled, but even the panicked Luoyang people seemed to see hope.

Morale, from low to high!

Several spirit soldiers flew up on the battlefield, like countless elves that shimmered with light, among which a fiery red sword light was the most dazzling, like an infinitely elongated line of fire, and wherever it passed, it would definitely take the lives of countless people.

Wangshu didn't know when, he changed back to the appearance of a bracelet again, and put it on Ji Yu's right hand, his appearance was still so plain, but his breath was extremely unusual.

Yan Chou's face changed slightly, and when he couldn't see the fiery red sword light, he knew that Ji Yu was back.

At this time, if you want to capture Sizhou, it is undoubtedly more difficult than ascending to the sky, since you can't attack it, if you don't retreat, when will you wait?

Since Yan Chou has the talent of a general and can sit on one of the two generals of the Yuan Mansion, he must have something extraordinary, so he immediately made a decision and ordered a retreat.

At this moment, three people appeared behind him with a large army.

One of them, a man with a long red face and a long beard, holding a green dragon glaive sword, seemed to have entered a no-man's land, as if he were killing a god.

Yan Chou knew that that person was Guan Fei, but he didn't expect Guan Fei to be so brave.

Guan Fei also saw Yan Chou, and shouted angrily: "Enemy general Yan Chou, come to fight!"

Yan Chou was shocked, but he was not afraid, the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang were able to beat Lu Wenhou, and they couldn't beat Fu Bang because Fu Bang was second only to Ji Yu, but Ji Yu was stronger than Lu Wenhou.

He won't necessarily lose to Guan Fei.

So, he raised his sword and rode forward, preparing to fight Guan Fei.

At this moment, Guan Fei actually used his feet to kneel on the ground with the strength of his feet, and then jumped up, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, and there were wisps of green light.

Like cooking smoke, like silk!

The speed at which the green mang spread extremely fast, instantly enveloping the blade and handle of the entire Qinglong Glaive Knife, and then smashed it towards Yan Chou fiercely.

A hint of horror flashed in Yan Chou's eyes, but he didn't expect Guan Fei to make a move that would kill him as soon as he made a move.

The knife dance, like a green dragon galloping down, the knife edge is like the blood basin mouth of the green dragon, hideous and biting.

Yan Chou's face sank, his aura was surging, and suddenly a light blue power appeared on the long knife, like a river, like a core.

He took out his sword, and the sword rushed away like a river.

The impact of the river makes people feel like a mountain pressing down

The Qinglong met the surging river, and there was no scene that Yan Chou wanted to write, the river drowned the Qinglong, but the Qinglong went up the river and rode the wind and waves!