ps: I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow morning.,I got home at about ten o'clock.,Catch up with a chapter.,I'm so tired that I don't have the strength to write.,Tomorrow morning's chapter can't be rushed.,First owed.,It's still ,!!!!! this weekend at the latest

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The wind from the Western Regions blew, bringing sand and dust to the sky, and the man stood in the wind and sand, and behind the man were several men with simple faces.

A typical oriental face, a typical Han face, and behind a few men are some Mongols.

"Big brother, it's the third wave, all this bullshit and decent people have been arrested by the Mongols."

A man with a simple face approached the man and spoke with a slight anger, but before he finished speaking, he was already glared back by the man.

"What do you want to do, don't forget that now our camp is the Mongol camp."

The man's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

"But we are Han."

The simple man's expression was slightly excited, if Cao Ziheng was here at this time, he would have been surprised, since he came to this space, he had seen the black-haired race, the yellow-haired race, and these people fighting because of their different hair colors and skin tones.

However, I have never heard of any so-called Han nationality, any ethnic group.

This is also the reason why Cao Ziheng has never regarded the black-haired people in this space as his compatriots, and even he no longer remembers what race he is, how can he make Cao Ziheng recognize that he is his own race.

Even, Cao Ziheng suspected that the contractors in this space didn't know anything about the Han people at all.

"I know that we are Han Chinese, don't forget, I helped you determine your bloodline in the first place, how could I, Dongfang Tianwu, forget my identity."

The man glanced slightly, his eyes flashing with a sharp luster, "It's just that, don't forget, these so-called decent people are not necessarily good people, the most important thing, they are just plot characters, not our kindred." ”

When he said the last two sentences, Dongfang Tianwu's face showed a faint gloom.

"Big brother, sooner or later, others will recognize us, we are Han Chinese, not some black-haired race, some yellow-skinned race."

Behind them, those quaint men spoke firmly, while the Mongols, who were not far from them, stood there quietly, obviously not understanding what they were saying.

"Wang Sicong, Han Wuzun, I will give you a task, sneak to the Bright Peak, contact those contractors on the Bright Peak now, and we should work together to rescue the masters of these six major factions."

Dongfang Tianwu didn't respond to anything, but spoke indifferently after being slightly calm.

"According to the six major factions I have heard these days, I believe that the real person in charge of the current Guangming Peak must be the guy who appeared, and that guy must be the contractor, and that kind of martial arts, I'm afraid it's not much weaker than me, you must be careful when you go."

Two men stood up from behind Dongfang Tianwu, and the latter reached out and gently patted the shoulders of the two of them and spoke.

"Sir, the masters of the six major factions except for Wudang were really plundered by the Mongols, when will we save people."

At this time, on the top of the light, Zhang Wuji looked at Cao Ziheng with an anxious face, and behind Zhang Wuji were many masters of the Ming Sect and people from the Wudang faction.

Unlike the original book, many masters of the Wudang faction did not leave this time, even if Yin Liting did not want to see Yang Xiao like this, he did not leave, but he just hid and never met Yang Xiao.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the people of the six major factions won't have an accident, at least, most of them will be fine, and we also need time to prepare, the current Mingjiao has no possibility of competing with the Mongols."

Cao Ziheng smiled slightly, and stretched out his finger to point at the many masters of the Ming Sect behind Zhang Wuji.

On that day, these masters of the Ming Sect really reached the peak of running out of oil and running out, and they almost finished all of them, and now although the injuries are all fine, they all look like they are seriously ill, and they look listless.

"Okay."

Zhang Wuji sighed slightly, he also knew that the strength of Mingjiao at this time could be described as extremely weak, in fact, not only Mingjiao, but also the Wudang faction in general, except for Song Yuanqiao and others, the rest of the ordinary disciples were also injured, after all, even if Mingjiao was infighting, it was by no means easy to destroy, that day, the six major factions were forcing Mingjiao to a desperate situation, but their own casualties were enough.

"Sect Master, someone is asking to see you."

At this time, suddenly, a Ming Sect disciple came quickly, shouting loudly as he came.

At this time, when they suddenly heard the news, Cao Ziheng and Zhang Wuji couldn't help but be indignant, and they looked at each other and saw the speculation in each other's eyes.

Could it be that these Mongolian Tartars want to join forces with Mingjiao.

"Let's go. Let's go meet us. ”

Cao Ziheng got up with a faint smile, if it was really a Mongolian who came to see him, it was also a good opportunity to touch the other party's bottom and paralyze the other party.

A group of people soon came to the front hall of the Ming Sect Helm, and two quaint men were standing in it at this time, but it was Wang Sicong and Han Wuzun sent by Dongfang Tianwu.

"Wuzun sat down Wang Sicong (Han Wuzun), I have seen the leader of the Ming Sect, and I have seen this adult."

Both of them are very discerning people, and when they saw Cao Ziheng and Zhang Wuji coming hand in hand, and the rest of the Mingjiao masters, such as Yang Xiao and others, followed behind, they immediately saluted Zhang Wuji and Cao Ziheng.

Wu Zun sat down.

Cao Ziheng's eyes suddenly became fierce, there is no such character as Wuzun in the Yitian world, so the identities of the two people in front of him are about to come out, the contractor.

"Shi Wuzun is a good old man, you are here with Dongfang Tianwu this time."

Cao Ziheng hadn't spoken yet, but in the crowd, Tang Ran suddenly spoke, and as soon as the two sentences came out, Wang Sicong and Han Wuzun's faces were slightly stunned, and then they looked up, and Tang Ran walked out of the crowd.

"Shi Wuzun is a good man who stands up to the sky, and he is also a great predecessor, and Dongfang Tianwu also stands up to the sky and the earth, and his martial arts talent is unparalleled in the world, we and they will not be enemies."

Tang Ran turned his head and glanced at Cao Ziheng and said affirmatively.

"I wonder why you two came?"

Cao Ziheng nodded, he might not be able to believe Tang Ran's words, but at this time, he couldn't help but give Tang Ran face, and his gaze when he turned his head to look at Wang Sicong and Han Wuzun was also much calmer.

"Cooperation, cooperation to rescue those decent masters who were plundered by the Mongols, although we are in the camp of the Mongols, but we are Han Chinese, we are thinking that one day we can disintegrate the Mongols from the inside, and now, the decency has been plundered by the Mongols, and we seem to be able to hide it anymore. So....... ”

"Wait, you say, you are, Han Chinese."

Wang Sicong opened his mouth to say the purpose and reason for the two of them to come, but he was only halfway through the conversation, but Cao Ziheng was already a little impolite to interrupt Wang Sicong's words.

Han people, Cao Ziheng can't remember how long he hasn't heard these two words.

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