Murong Ling stood under Ling Ling's firelight, and opposite him was a dense crowd of two thousand men and horses, and the tip of the spear was straight to his chest.

When the wind rose, I saw that his eyes were piercing, and he was not afraid.

Wu Guiyi saw that it was Murong Ling, the prince of King Wu, and immediately stopped the horse, he put away the spear in his hand, and first persuaded him with good words, "The person who came is the prince of King Wu?" ”

"It's down."

The other party is interested in negotiating, so he can just buy his father and them more time.

"Shizi, I am Wu Gui, the lord of Yiquan, and I am ordered to pursue you and others. I admire King Wu very much, and I don't want to make a big move, so I persuade you to surrender, and I will plead for your house in front of the Holy One. ”

Wu Guijiu heard the name of the prince of Wu and admired his courage and courage, but he didn't want to make a move for a while.

"Brother Wu is kind, and Murong Ling is grateful. It's just that the Tao is different, it's hard to conspire, I can't surrender, and you only have to fight. ”

The red light of the fire illuminated his cold eyes, and the resoluteness in those eyes was a battle of spears.

"Shizi!"

Wu Gui couldn't help but sigh, how could it be so difficult to persuade!

"Do it, if you want to take me back to Ye, then you will win me."

Wu Gui listened, and had no choice but to ride forward and shoot with a spear.

And Murong Ling seemed to have seen his routine one step earlier, flicked the reins of the horse, stepped forward, and pierced him sideways, before Wu Gui could swing the spear, he had already taken the lead and snatched the spear from his hand.

The wind was blowing, the man's sideburns were slightly raised, and in the air, the spear in his hand had turned like a spiral, and before Wu Gui could react, he had already been knocked off the horse with a blow.

Seeing this, all the soldiers around Wu Gui rushed up and surrounded Murong Ling.

The man was not alarmed, lifted the horse slightly, and the spear in his hand turned when he saw the situation.

Several Yiquan soldiers were anxious, and rushed over with their swords, Murong Ling flashed his horse, and the spear in his hand was like a whirlwind compass, and between retreats, those people had already fallen off their horses.

When the rest of the soldiers saw this, they were shocked in their hearts, and there were such brave people in the world who did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so they joined forces.

Murong ordered the horse, made the spear, fought back, retreated, and struck again, entering and exiting the army formation several times, and also broke out of the formation several times, and every time he broke through, hundreds of soldiers fell.

In less than an hour, Wu returned to his subordinates and had no power to fight back.

"I'm not the son of the world!"

Seeing this, Wu Gui sighed, waved his hand, and signaled for release.

One night in Yiquan, Murong Ling rode alone and repelled Wu Gui's thousands of pursuers.

****

Yan Kingdom, Yecheng, Song Mansion

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the Song Mansion, and this dazzling gold seemed to have been lost for many years. When the heavy rain receded and the earthquake subsided, Song Ling's life returned to its former calm, as if the wind and rain had never come, and no matter how sad he was in his heart, he could only give up.

The man on the bed had bandages on his head and his eyelids moving slightly, but he was not awake.

"Big brother! Eldest brother! ”

She stood by the side of the bed and kept calling.

Since Song Xu was injured on the day of the earthquake and has been in a coma for several days, she has been by his side, taking care of him and changing his dressing.

She was the only one in the house, how could she rest assured that her seriously injured eldest brother could be relieved?

Those distant thoughts, she can only look at them, hurt them, and forget about the sun and the moon.

"Big brother!"

After a while, the man seemed to come to consciousness, heard her cry, and slowly, slowly, opened his eyes slightly.

Soon, he closed it again, and the blinding light made it difficult for him to adapt to the darkness for a while.

"Big brother, you're awake!"

Seeing that Song Xu opened her eyes just now, she shouted happily, and the eldest brother was finally fine.

"Ah Ling, why can't I see clearly in my eyes?"

Song Xu tried to open his eyes again, although it was better than just now, but he still felt dizzy.

"Big brother, you close your eyes first."

"The doctor said that you had a blow to the back of your head, and you need to recuperate for a while."

Song Ling said, and hurriedly and carefully helped Song Xu to lie down.

"Ah Ling, didn't you leave?"

Seeing that Ah Mei was still by his side, he knew that she did not go out of the city and stayed for him, the eldest brother.

How much sadness and regret she has in her heart, he, the eldest brother, knows in the end.

"Big brother, it's okay if you're fine, go to sleep again, I'll go boil medicine for you."

"Ah Ling."

Song Xu called her softly, and then sighed silently.

Ah Ling, we and Wu Wangfu, you and Murong Ling, there will be no good intersection!

One day you will understand that Big Brother is for your good.

She got up slowly, carried Song Xu on her back and walked out, the bright sunlight shook her eyes, stabbing her in pain, and she didn't feel that tears had flowed.

Murong Ling, you have come a long way, a long way.

****

Murong Chui and his party went through hardships, and finally finally reached the border of Qin.

Besides, the male lord Fu Jian has long admired Murong Chui's father and son, and he looks forward to taking them for his own use day and night, and now when he heard that Murong Chui took the whole clan to the Qin State, he was overjoyed and personally went to the suburbs to greet him.

Murong Chui was dressed in a rotten cloth and rough shoes, his hair was scattered, and he was dressed as a flower, but when Fu Jian looked at the heroism in his eyes, he knew that this person was extraordinary.

He personally stepped forward to greet him, holding Murong Chui's hand excitedly, not caring about the dirt in his hands at all.

"Born virtuous, they will work together to achieve great success, and this natural number is also."

"To be the same as the Qing to set the world, sue the Daizong, and then return the Qing state, the world is sealed Youzhou, so that the Qing will go to the country without losing the filial piety of the son, and return to me without the loyalty of the king, it is also beautiful!"

Fu Jian's words, sentence by sentence, all spoke to Murong Chui's heart, but he didn't expect Fu Jian to know that he was thinking of Dayan, and he was heartbroken for his rebellion, and he had already thought about his future plans for him, and when the world was settled, he would seal the land of Ancient Yan as Youzhou, and reward his descendants for generations, so that even if he left the Yan Kingdom at this time, he could still do his filial piety for the Murong family, and he could be loyal to the Great Yan even if he defected to the King of Qin, Fu Jian.

Maybe this is just Fu Jian's polite words to win people's hearts, but he is the lord of a strong country, and it is not easy for him to think about Murong so far, especially after he has experienced the desolate situation of homelessness, this reusable words make him very grateful in his heart.

Thinking about how he had ever been reused in Yan Kingdom when he was in Yan Kingdom, such a kind of elegant treatment? If Murong Wei can have half of Fu Jian's talent, maybe he doesn't have to say it so movingly, but as long as there is one sentence, even one sentence, "Dayan needs you", he will be broken to pieces, and he will never leave Yecheng.

"The minister of the detainees, it is fortunate to be exempted. The glory of this state is beyond the dare! ”

He immediately said gratefully, with humility in his words, although he thought of Dayan, he could not show it in the Qin State.

However, he still felt in his heart that Fu Jian was a British lord and a wise man, and he had the mind to accept the world's wise men and capable ministers, and he ran west to this point, and he did not lose a good strategy.

It's just that he didn't notice that in the Qin State, there is also a person like Murong Ping, who is also in a high position, and is also highly valued, just a mediocre man, a strange man, that person is the prime minister of the Qin State, Wang Meng.

Although Wang Meng didn't show anything, there was a trace of jealousy in his scheming eyes, and King Qin's attention to Murong Chui's father and son was no less than the gift he invited back then.

He looked at Murong Chui again, he was eight feet seven inches long, although he came in trouble, but it was difficult to hide his burly appearance, and his ears were hanging down his shoulders, and his arms were hanging above his knees, looking like an emperor!

The determination of the world must not be lost, Murong Chui is a person, and he must be removed!