Chapter 129: A Letter from the Old Flower

Thundered!

A loud bang sounded, and the two strongest masters in the world clashed, and within a radius of more than 100 zhang, a loud bang continued to sound. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The earth shook, the night tore apart, and the sky trembled with a loud noise.

The towering Jiaxing City in the distance began to shake under the aftermath of the battle between these two masters.

It only makes people tremble, as if the heavens and the earth are about to be completely destroyed.

Swish!

After the smoke and dust dissipated, a crisp sound sounded, and a black shadow swept through the night sky, and the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared under the city of Jiaxing.

In the night, only the last sentence remains:

"Worry-free, today's battle, no winner or loser, wait for another day, you and I will fight again."

As he spoke, the man had disappeared without a trace.

Syllable!

As soon as the halberd in Zhu Hefeng's palm was retracted, the whole person landed again, and his feet stepped on the heavy earth, making a crisp sound.

Looking at the direction of Wang Chongyang's departure, Zhu Hefeng looked indifferent, and the corners of his mouth still had his trademark frivolous smile, as if he didn't look at anything in his eyes.

"How?" Under the night, a shadow suddenly appeared, Lin Chaoying, dressed in white, like a fairy, walked out of the dark night and came behind her husband.

In the past so long, the injuries caused by the battle between Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang have healed, and his jade face is snow-white, looking at the man in front of him, he asked faintly.

Sanssouci turned around with a smile and said, "It's okay, Wang Chongyang has already practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture, Yin and Yang complement each other, and he is really a strong opponent." ”

"If I fight again, I may not win."

said words that could not be underestimated, but on the face of Sanssoucun, there was not even the slightest solemn expression.

"Chaoying, do you want me to simply not participate in the Huashan Sword Debate, and admit defeat from now on."

Hearing Zhu Hefeng's unambitious words, Lin Chaoying rolled her eyes and said angrily: "If you dare to lose without a fight, you will never go to my bed." ”

"Won't it?" Zhu Hefeng slapped his face exaggeratedly and shouted in a grief-stricken tone.

"Chaoying, you're too cruel, aren't you?"

said, the tone changed, "It's okay, if you don't let me go to your bed, then I'll go to someone else's bed!" ”

"I don't know, whose bed does the Carefree Taoist want to go to?" The voice from hell sounded in Zhu Hefeng's ears, and the voice was so cold that it could almost freeze a person to death.

Zhu Hefeng didn't seem to hear the coldness in his tone, and said thoughtfully: "That's too much, for example, Wang Yuyan is good." ”

Boom!

Lin Chaoying couldn't bear it anymore, and punched out hard, knocking Zhu Hefeng's whole person out, and roared even more angrily:

"Zhu Hefeng, you give me death!"

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The national strength of the Jin State is weak, but the wolf clan on the grassland is rising.

After unifying the entire steppe, Temujin, the leader of the Porjin tribe, became the most powerful man in the steppe.

All the tribes of the steppe submitted to the name of Genghis Khan, with more than 100,000 troops.

On the steppe, the cold climate sharpened the strong physique of the Mongol warriors, and the innate aggressiveness made the Mongols, a nation that had risen again after the Khitans lost their hegemony, become an incomparably formidable force.

The prairie is an incomparably harsh environment.

The herdsmen on the grassland live along with the water and grass, and where there is vigorous pasture, there are herdsmen on the grassland.

Therefore, for a long time, the Jin people have always implemented a policy of reducing the number of people on the grassland, that is, every once in a while, they will send soldiers and horses to the grassland to kill a group of people.

Because there is a limit to the number of people that can be supported by the vast grassland, once the population on the grassland is too large to feed, the only option is to wage war abroad.

This, after all, is a big threat to other forces.

However, the steppe was still unified after all, and the person who unified the huge steppe was a terrible figure with great ambition like Temujin.

After unifying all the tribes on the steppes, Genghis Khan began to invade the surrounding countries.

Western Liao, Huathornzim, Western Xia, and Jin all became stumbling blocks to Temujin's ambitions.

Everywhere the soldiers went, the whole north was plunged into a war.

For a time, only the Southern Song Dynasty in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River and Dali in the southwest could temporarily avoid the mighty military might of the Mongols.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that if the Mongols wipe out the Western Xia, Western Liao, and Jin in the north, they will inevitably move their army south, and then with the strength of the Song army, they will not be able to resist.

And in view of the imminent demise of the Jin Kingdom, among the Han people in the world, the hatred that countless people have accumulated in their hearts for a hundred years has finally exploded.

On this day, a letter was delivered to Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying.

"Worry-free son, Lin Chaoying's heroine." Holding up the letter sent by a beggar to help a six-bag disciple, he saw that there were a few big characters written on the cover, and the ink was dripping, and Zhu Hefeng smiled leisurely.

Tear and pull!

The two fingers were torn, the seal was torn, the thin letter paper was taken out, and Zhu Hefeng began to look at it at a glance.

"What did Hanako write?"

Lin Chaoying, who was standing beside Sanssouci, asked curiously.

After the battle of Yanyulou, Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying took Li Mochou and the Condor to travel all the way to the mountains and rivers, and they didn't know how happy they were.

It wasn't until the Chinese New Year that he returned to the Tomb of the Living Dead, and met Lin Xue, Grandma Sun, who was left behind in the Tomb of the Living Dead, and Xiaolongnu, who had not seen her master and master for a whole year, and was about to suffocate to death.

After wandering outside for a year, Sanssouci and the others were a little tired and decided to stay at the Tomb of the Living Dead for a while longer.

When Huashan talks about the sword, then go to Huashan.

Who knows, not long after the Chinese New Year, a letter was sent to the tomb of the living dead and to the hands of Sanssouci and his wife.

Crash!

After reading all the contents on the letter paper in his hand at a glance and ten lines, Zhu Hefeng shook his hand casually, and the letter paper turned into ashes and disappeared.

Then, Fang Cai looked at Lin Chaoying, and said with a casual smile: "It's nothing, I always called Huazi to write a letter saying that the Jin Kingdom is about to perish, and the Song army wants to go on a big Northern Expedition, and wants to invite us to the beggar gang Junshan Helm and his party." ”

"Discuss the strategy of supporting the Song Dynasty and destroying the gold. According to the old name Hanako's letter, he will send a letter to everyone, hoping that everyone will gather. ”

"And what do you mean?" Lin Chaoying asked curiously.

Zhu Hefeng smiled and said, "Of course it is, don't go!" I don't care if he is destroyed by the Song Kingdom or the Jin Kingdom, I have already done what I should do. ”

"The rest, it's none of the business with me. What's more, it is simply whimsical to call Hanako to count on Fu Song to destroy Jin! ”