"Your Highness, this Mo Yunpeng is raised by people, look at the trimming of its tail feather, it is Chu Yan's handiwork!"

Huang Zhong squatted down, only looked at it for a moment, and then asserted: "Chu Yan is a true person of Changshan, refining and refining gods, practicing law and martial arts, raising foreign beasts, and his strength is extraordinary, I once asked him for the spirit beast Neidan, but this place is far away from Changshan, and Mo Yunpeng flew here by mistake?"

After completely subduing Huang Zhong, Gu Cheng found that this not only had miraculous archery skills, but also was a treasure for the world's strange people.

This is the same as becoming a good doctor after a long illness, Huang Zhong is strong, and he has traveled thousands of mountains and rivers to find a panacea, so he naturally has a wide range of friends.

"Chu Yan?"

Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows.

The name Chu Yan may not be familiar, but when it comes to Zhang Yan, I am afraid you will know it.

In the history of the Yellow Turban Army, the leader of the Montenegrin Army, Zhang Yannai, was the best developed one, when the strongest was a million people, the imperial court was unable to encircle and suppress, Emperor Ling compromised, and appointed Zhang Yan as the general of the middle of the Yellow River, managing the administrative security of the area north of the Yellow River, and recommending filial piety to the imperial court every year......

This is a prince.

Note that this is still when the Spirit Emperor is not dead.

Although Zhang Yan gradually declined due to the lack of support from the family, he eventually defected to Cao Cao and was named the king and the marquis, and his original name was Chu Yan.

Chu Yan in this world also pulled the team, but before the climate became successful, the Yellow Turban Army was gone, and he disbanded the rebels on his own and retreated under the flow of Zhao'an.

However, it is clear that Chu Yan has not stopped.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, quickly flatten the yellow scarf, recruit An Qu Shuai, of course, the advantage is that the country is not broken, and the disadvantage is that the ambition of these people has not disappeared.

Huang Zhong was puzzled, thinking that Mo Yunpeng flew over by accident, but Gu Cheng knew that Chu Yan must have bad intentions and did it intentionally.

"It depends on when he arrives......"

Gu Cheng thanked Zhongyue Dongtian, led the crowd down Songshan Mountain, and went north.

This time, it is no longer "touring the mountains and rivers", and it is directed at the location of the giant Buddha.

According to the breath of the Yan Dragon, the cross-border entrance opened up by the Buddha Gate is in the Taihang Mountain to the west of the song.

Walking from Luoyang to the Tiger Prison Pass, you can arrive within half a month, Gu Cheng went around in a circle, and naturally wasted some more time.

"Report!"

In this way, it also arranged a formation for the march, slowly advancing, and when Gu Cheng arrived at Guandu, the scout traveled a hundred miles and came to pay respects.

Sun Jian's army had been stationed in Muye as a vanguard, while Cao Cao's army went to Jiguan and surrounded Taihang Mountain from the other side.

The curtain of the Great War has finally begun!

The chess pieces of Buddhism, strange people from all over the world, and wealthy families with bad intentions will all surface.

Standing on the wharf, Gu Cheng looked at the waves of the Yellow River, the turbid current was rolling, his eyes moved, revealing a look of interest: "Water war? Liu Xie, no, Zhou Yu chose a good place!"

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"Your Highness, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it!"

Liu Xie stood at the bow of the boat, trying to absorb the water and gas of the Yellow River, cultivating the Black Dragon Emperor Book, and finally had a faint hint of inspiration.

He was overjoyed and fought for his fate, when suddenly his breath stagnated, and the surging Yellow River water vapor raged in his body.

Just when Liu Xie's eyes were frightened, a crystal like jade palm was attached to the back of his heart, and the water qi of the Yellow River quickly became obedient.

"Gong Jin, thank you!"

Liu Xie breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.

What helped him get out of danger was a handsome and extraordinary young man with a face like a crown of jade, named Zhou Yu, the word Gongjin, born in the fourth courtier, the second and third princes of the Lujiang Zhou family, and his father Zhou Yi, once served as the Luoyang Order.

When Liu Xie wore a spirit fox and went out of the palace and visited several courtiers, he was not allowed to be loyal, but only went to Zhou's house.

But the reason why the Zhou family is ranked in the second-class family, when the ancestor Zhou Rong, was appreciated by Situ Yuan An, with this kindness, the Yuan family and the Zhou family have always been incompatible, and Zhou Yi is also the protégé of the Yuan family, although he was not dismissed, but he was also monitored.

Liu Xie was already disappointed, but when he left, Zhou Yi's youngest son Zhou Yu appeared, was extremely enthusiastic, and took him by water and out of Luoyang.

During this time, Liu Xie was extremely convinced of Zhou Yu, who was not a few years older than him, and he obeyed his words, and at this time he even said: "Gong Jin, I want to practice the Black Dragon Emperor Book and help you arrange the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang!"

"Your Highness's heart, the ministers are grateful, but the safety of Your Highness is the most important thing, don't hurt the dragon body for the minister!"

Zhou Yu spoke earnestly, and Liu Xie felt the warmth of being like a brother, which he had never received in the palace, and couldn't help but redden: "Gongjin, you are so good to me!"

"Your Highness, why bother, you are the king, I am the minister, I naturally have to be loyal to you!"

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, with a natural affinity in his smile, as if as long as he handed everything over to him, he could sit back and relax.

But the next moment, his ear was slightly on one side, as if he was listening to something, and he said, "The prince has arrived at Guandu!"

"Big brother is here?

Liu Xie subconsciously gasped, revealing his sincere fear.

When he didn't leave the palace, he didn't know the majesty and means of the prince, until he took the secret edict of the Spirit Emperor and still hit the wall again and again, only to find that in just one year, Luoyang had completely changed the sky.

Many officials clearly resisted the prince's new policy, but they did not dare to resist, and only sent him out politely.

During the period when he came to the Yellow River, except for Zhou Yu, no one seemed to be willing to attach himself to him and march to King Qin.

"Your Highness, be relieved! there are so many loyal ministers and righteous people in the world, and now they have gathered!"

Zhou Yu saw Liu Xie's concern, smiled slightly, a long sword on his waist came out of the sheath by itself, jumped into the slender five fingers, the tip of the sword pointed far away, and suddenly there were thousands of warships on the empty river.

"Huaiyin Sword!"

Liu Xie recognized the long sword in Zhou Yu's hand as the sword of the former soldier saint Han Xin.

Han Xin points troops, the more the merrier, maybe in the mysteries, the power of the Huaiyin sword is not high, but the battlefield confrontation, such a mystical weapon that can transmit the army at will is simply a supreme treasure.

Of course, the Huaiyin Sword is only a teleportation, not a change, and these troops have to be gathered a hundred miles away in order to arrive here unnoticed.

"True warriors!"

And Liu Xieqi gathered his eyes and looked at it from afar, and saw those sailors wearing bells and gorgeous clothes, and they looked very powerful, and he couldn't help but praise them.

A wisp of strangeness flashed in Zhou Yu's eyes, the Huaiyin sword came out again, and another army of divine soldiers descended from the sky, they were even more magical, crossing the river with one fu, walking on the ground, wearing a yellow scarf on the head, majestic, and there were many behemoths hidden in the shadows, which was daunting.

"Your Highness, on the plains, we have no chance to win, but this mighty and turbulent Yellow River is a heaven-sent battlefield!"

Zhou Yu showed that everything was under control, and Liu Xie was even more relieved, stretched out his arms, greeted the sea breeze, and laughed heartily: "With this talent, brave and loyal, why can't you put things right and rejuvenate me?"