Brush!!!

Lu Yun's legs were differentiated, one hand stretched straight back, and the other hand grabbed the iron spear and swept across.

In front of him, Tang Zichen jumped lightly, his pupils shrunk and he didn't dare to touch it. She floated back with a spear, and at the same time the spear shot out, drawing circles, like a cold sky that rolled up the head of Lu Yun's spear.

A clanging sound sounded, and a soft energy wrapped around the spear, unexpectedly unloading the ferocious power little by little.

Lu Yun's hair was scattered, his eyes were fierce, and he roared violently.

"Kill!"

He kicked out and slammed it directly at the end of the spear, which swooped forward.

Tang Zichen's face changed, he leaned back suddenly, his soft waist did not have a trace of sluggishness, and the whole person grasped the ground with both hands like an arched bridge. The iron spear flew above her, close to her chest, and the huge sound of breaking the air made Tang Zichen feel a trace of great crisis.

She was fast, her hands on the ground, her legs slamming into the air, and she was about to get back on her feet with a flip volley.

At this moment, Lu Yun strode over, hugged his arms to his chest, turned to the side suddenly, and slammed his shoulders into Tang Zichen's chest.

How strong is Lu Yun? How terrifying is the power of eight horses?

If a person is hit by a running war horse, he is afraid that his sternum will be shattered and he will die on the spot.

What's more, it's the combined force of eight war horses?

Looking at Lu Yun who was running over, Tang Zichen's pupils shrank again, and he was in the air, so he didn't have time to dodge. Lu Yun's anger was released, and the invincible momentum that wanted to kill her at once made Tang Zichen smile bitterly in his heart.

However, the speed in the hand is not slow.

At the moment when Lu Yun was about to bump into her, Tang Zichen reached out and grabbed Lu Yun's shoulders with both hands. Then his wrist shook and loosened and tightened, and he pulled forward violently, and then volleyed up again, and turned over directly above Lu Yun.

And Lu Yun rushed forward in a mess.

Boom!!!

Falling heavily on the ground, Lu Yun felt a sharp pain in his chest, wailed, and then gasped and turned over and lay down with his eyes closed.

Tang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Lu Yun, and said with a hook on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you have made great progress in your cultivation in January." At least, I don't dare to take your fist. However, your qi and blood are too strong and your strength is too great, and it is extremely difficult to break through the dark energy. ”

Lu Yun was in severe pain, but he grinned when he heard the words, and he was very happy.

Since the beginning of this month, he has been fighting tigers and wolves, and he has been injured many times, but he has also developed a strong physique. What's more, he devours the flesh and blood of the tiger wolf, which is absorbed by the body in constant battles.

Today's Lu Yun's body is stronger than after the medicinal bath. His strength can punch the tiger on the ground and can't get up, and his endurance can fight non-stop for three hours before he feels tired.

Close your eyes, calm your breathing, and carry your qi and blood according to the breathing method taught by Tang Zichen. Lu Yun felt that the blood in his body was hot like fire, flowing in the meridians. The pain in the chest, little by little.

In just a moment, Lu Yun felt that his body had almost recovered, and he stood up energetically.

"The qi and blood are strong, and it is really the capital for cultivating the national arts." Tang Zichen glanced at Lu Yun enviously: "Do you know why there are so few women among the national art masters?" It's because of the lack of qi and blood. ”

Lu Yun nodded: "I know, you will bleed once or twice a month, and naturally your qi and blood are insufficient." ”

Tang Zichen's face was stunned when he heard the words with his hands behind his back, and on his white face, his big eyes flickered and looked at Lu Yun, and his sudden cute expression made Lu Yun's eyes light up, and his heart beat wildly and he couldn't help but pounce and hug each other.

But soon, Tang Zichen's eyes suddenly became fierce.

Seeing this, Lu Yun turned around and left.

Looking at Lu Yun's back as he fled, Tang Zichen bit his lip and stared at the other party viciously, until the other party disappeared, and then he burst out laughing.

"I will defeat you, Tang Zichen, one day, I will make you gentle with me."

In the distance, Lu Yun roared.

Tang Zichen pursed his red lips and put his hands behind his back, his ponytail swayed on his back, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an indescribable arc, and he snorted arrogantly and coldly: "I can't help myself." ”

For a while, there were all kinds of girlish styles.

"Duoduo besieges Nanjing, I'm afraid there will be a bloody battle there, Lu Gongzi, I want to go over."

In the evening, barbecue, more than three hundred people gathered in the square.

By the fire, Lu Yun grabbed a huge tiger leg and gnawed on it, and suddenly heard Ma Yingkui say this. He turned his head to look, but saw Ma Yingkui's eyes firm.

"The city of Nanjing can't be defended."

Lu Yun hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but speak.

Historically, the city of Nanjing did not fire a single shot, and immediately surrendered and released the Qing army into the city. Sadly, Wu Sangui later rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, but was stopped by the artillery of Nanjing.

The artillery of the Han people did not fight foreign races, but even hit the Han themselves.

Lu Yun felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't have a good impression of Wu Sangui, but he still felt ridiculed.

Ma Yingkui took a bite of the meat and said with a smile: "I knew I would die, in fact, I should die in Yangzhou City." Lu Gongzi, it was Miss Tang who saved me Ma Yingkui. It stands to reason that I, Ma Yingkui, should stay by your side and report as a slave. However, the Ming Dynasty is dying, although I, Ma Yingkui, am not a good person, but I also know that the king can die Sheji, and the general should die on the way to protect his family and defend the country. ”

"Ma Yingkui has never read the book of sages, and he doesn't know the so-called Ming Monarch and Holy Lord, and there are countless reasons for that group of scholars to surrender even if they surrender. And I, Ma Yingkui, may be stupid, and I can't find a reason to surrender. ”

"In my opinion, in this country, there should always be someone willing to die for him, otherwise wouldn't it be too pitiful?"

He smiled bitterly, the fear in his pupils flickering, then firm.

Ma Yingkui was afraid of death, but he still went to die, which shocked Lu Yun. Dumbfounded as Ma Yingkui left, Lu Yun looked at the barbecue in his hand, even if it was a delicious tiger leg, he had no appetite.

Tang Zichen took a small bite of meat, looked at Lu Yun, and said softly, "What are you thinking?" ”

Lu Yun didn't answer, but said, "I'm also Han." ”

Tang Zichen frowned: "You can't stop the bow and arrow, no matter how invincible a person is, there will be a moment of exhaustion." You listen to me, find a place, teach national arts, train elite soldiers, and within three years, we will be able to counterattack. ”

"Three years? I can't wait. Lu Yun smiled bitterly: "Tang Zichen, Ma Yingkui can die for the Han people, if I don't dare, wouldn't it be inferior to Ma Yingkui?" ”

"He's not afraid, I'm afraid of what!!"

"There are tens of thousands of Manchu elite soldiers there, all cavalry. Lu Yun, even if you run away, you won't be able to escape. ”

"Are you afraid?" Lu Yun suddenly smiled and looked at Tang Zichen. Tang Zichen looked at Lu Yun blankly, his lips trembled a few times, and he didn't know how to answer.

Lu Yun got up and looked at the sky: "You tell me that martial artists are fearless. Tang Zichen, you are afraid. ”

"Am I afraid?"

Tang Zichen's face turned pale, trembling all over, and he couldn't help but ask himself. Then she smiled wryly, yes, she was indeed afraid. Powerful as she is, she is afraid of the moment she is made into a doll. Tang Zichen didn't expect that there would be such a powerful supernatural power in the world. Although he has now gained freedom, Tang Zichen is still afraid in the face of the surging and tidal attack of the Manchu Iron Horse.

Lu Yun didn't notice Tang Zichen's face, looked at the sky, and his face was full of madness: "Tens of thousands of iron horses? Then kill, kill hard, kill a hundred, kill a thousand, kill ten thousand, kill until they are cold, there will always be a day when they will be killed! ”

Tang Zichen raised her head suddenly, and Lu Yun's fearless words full of murderous intent made her heart tremble. Looking at the tall figure looking up at the sky under the starry sky, at this moment, Tang Zichen's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone with a big hand, and it was difficult to breathe.