The autumn sun was shining, He Mengxi rode a horse and galloped at the foot of the mountain, Ling Zixu followed closely on his prancing horse, and the two went down the mountain one after the other to explore the terrain.

Chen Guo's soldiers are coming, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, He Mengxi strives to make the deployment perfect.

Tianmu Mountain faces the direction of Chen Guo, the mountain is very steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, so Chen Guo will not choose this direction to attack.

What he can use is a narrow valley at the junction of Wei and Chen, or a border city of Shu.

It's just that there are 5,000 Shu soldiers waiting in the border city, but I am afraid that they have already found out, and they will never break ground on Tai Sui's head.

So, the only place to attack is that canyon.

In this way, the defensive arrangement is simple, just set up a formation in the canyon, arrange a heavy encirclement, and catch turtles in the urn.

Even so, there have always been many changes on the battlefield, and the enemy will never attack according to your arrangement, just in case, Ling Zixu planned to take two thousand Shu soldiers to ambush on the flank, waiting for the opportunity to move.

After such a plan and arrangement, the two explored the terrain clearly, and were full of confidence that they could defeat Chen's army.

With the bamboo in his chest, he dismounted and rested in the forest covered with fallen leaves.

At sunset, the breeze struck, Ling Zixu sat on a big bluestone, facing the sunset, looking into the distance.

He Mengxi clasped his arms to his chest, leaned against a big tree, and pondered.

Ling Zixu lay down on the bluestone, his elbows propped up his head, and the faint golden light of the setting sun fell on his face, making that face more handsome and cold, with a strong sense of three-dimensionality.

"Mengxi, there's nothing to worry about, although he is your uncle, he is a defeated general under you, just 10,000 soldiers, Chen Jingyi is too perfunctory, is this going to fight, it's just a play!"

Ling Zixu said very loudly, yes, he can easily fight an army of 100,000 and 200,000, and 10,000 is indeed not a problem for him, but it depends on the level of equality.

The problem is that all the priests on Tianmu Mountain are Tianmu Sect priests, not pure soldiers, although Li Qian stepped up the formation drill and mobilized, but the only thing that can be used is about 5,000.

There are those who travel abroad, those who dive into the mountains to retreat, and there are many who are in seclusion, but these people are not used, and some of them are not yet in contact.

Therefore, with the soldiers of Shu, the number of personnel is only equal, and it is not advantageous.

Moreover, Hu Chong also knows the terrain of Tianmu Mountain very well, or knows better than She Mengxi.

He has Ji Fan by his side, and presumably Chen Guo will also send some capable soldiers, so it is really not good to judge who will kill the deer too early.

He Mengxi thought about it for a while, and said lightly: "It's always right to be careful about the 10,000-year-old boat!" ”

Ling Zixu leisurely pinched a piece of grass and held it in his hand.

"Mengxi, let me ask you a question, how much do you get about Chen Meiyu's memory?"

He Mengxi stood against the tree, she was dressed in a tight-fitting riding suit, wearing a bright red brocade silk skirt, dressed neatly, outlining a slender waist.

The skin is like clotted fat, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the eyes are like deep pools, clear and bright, the eyes are quiet, the demeanor is calm, and the posture is more heroic and sassy.

"Not much, just enough!" He Mengxi said vaguely.

"If you have her previous memories, don't worry, 10,000 soldiers are not a problem, I have seen her arrangement, it is quite a standard, you ......"

"I'm not her, I don't have specific details about many things in my memory, just some vague impressions, so, I don't have this experience!"

"It's okay, it's good to have me, isn't it?" Ling Zixu slanted at He Mengxi proudly.

He Mengxi sneered, seemingly unimpressed.

"You don't care about the way I look, I've been putting up with it for a long time," Ling Zixu suddenly jumped up from the bluestone.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his eyes lit up with stars, and he walked towards He Mengxi, who was leaning against the trunk of the tree.

He Mengxi was closing his eyes and recuperating.

He stepped on the fallen leaves, making a "rustling" sound, hearing the footsteps, He Mengxi was slightly stunned, raised his eyes, and saw Ling Zixu, who was flashing with deep eyes, had already come closer.

"You...... What do you want to do? ”

"I want to ...... When you looked up to the past, you were gentle and obedient at that time, and your eyes were full of pity, which was really touching, not like you now...... Always domineering, not to be close to you! ”

His voice was low, sounding rather resentful.

"This time, that time!" He Mengxi looked at Ling Zixu with a frank face, still looking at Ling Zixu disapprehantly.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Ling Zixu's face: "Yes, you were a prisoner at that time, and you were the sect leader at this time, it is really a world of difference, but the fact that you are my woman is always indistinguishable, right?" ”

He Mengxi smiled slightly, he felt that his question was curious, she didn't remember what she promised him!

"You also said that you were self-inflicted, that's it, so ......" He Mengxi raised his head and looked at Ling Zixu who was forced in front of him, still calm and calm.

"Yes, you were willing to sacrifice yourself in front of me before, at that time, who was making yourself amorous, how come now, the red mouth and white teeth, it has become my self-inflicted amorous, why don't I believe it, you are such a free person, I want to try it......"

As he spoke, Ling Zixu grabbed He Mengxi's shoulder, and quickly kissed her on the lips.

Much to He Mengxi's surprise, she didn't expect him to dare, in broad daylight, you actually .......

He Mengxi was suddenly attacked, instinctively raised his hand to push Ling Zixu, his heart was in a hurry, he carried the internal force in his hand, and pushed it out with a bang, and Ling Zixu shot straight backwards like an arrow off the string.

With a "bang", he hit a big tree fifty paces away, fell freely, and with a shout of "ouch", he froze to the ground, and then, there was no sound.

Well? He Mengxi couldn't believe it, it was just a palm, why didn't there be any movement, wouldn't it be fainting, this, this is too vulnerable, or is it that her He Mengxi's skills have reached the point where a palm can kill people?

No way!

But the person who was on the ground was indeed motionless, and he didn't even have a sound of wheezing, He Mengxi suddenly panicked a little and walked over in a nervous mood.

"Zixu, you, what's wrong,...... I didn't mean to, you won't be ......" He Mengxi walked over slowly, a little uneasy in her heart, she didn't want to say that dead word, and she didn't think it was possible.

However, the way he was slumped there was indeed not like he was pretending, and it was clear that she couldn't see or hear his breathing, and the world was quiet all of a sudden, and the silence was a little terrifying.

"Sand ...... "There was only the sound ......of her feet stepping on the fallen leaves, and she walked over step by step, feeling more and more nervous.

"Don't be kidding, get up, Ling Zixu, I'll be angry if you don't get up again, I'll really ......"