During this period of the Song Dynasty, since the emergence of the beggar gang, the beggar gang has been working hard. During the Northern Song Dynasty, they fought with the Liao State, and if the army didn't fight them, they had to do it themselves. In the Southern Song Dynasty, they made trouble with the Jin State, and the imperial court did not make trouble with them, and later in Mongolia, they defended Xiangyang with Guo Jing.

You can't blame this group of people anymore. As a group of uneducated martial artists, being able to do these things is already impressive.

In the same way, Wen Xiaotian couldn't be dissatisfied with Hong Qigong - even if he had let the blacks deal with him and Dugu for defeat. But these subsections can only become a thing of the past. In general, the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong, is a commendable hero who provoked the backbone of the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts.

Outside of his duties, Hong Qigong has no flaws. The people he kills are the ones who should be killed, and he will even investigate and verify them repeatedly, and only kill people when there is full evidence to support them. He can generously say that none of the scum he has killed in his life has been wronged, but others cannot.

What Wen Xiaotian admires is this point of Hong Qigong.

He didn't have any ill feelings towards this beggar, the reason why he just said those words was nothing more than curiosity, nothing more than a strange feeling for this hero-like character. This kind of emotion is very strange, as if it is a little unbearable, or that Hong Qigong should not be like this......

Heroes have heroes, but in the end, they should be - one-book-read-small-say-high.

Hong Qigong took a deep breath and said, "Maybe you're right...... But, Da Song, is it just the end of watching it? Even if the Great Song Dynasty is not good, it must be stronger than those barbarians, right? "That's right, as far as the lives of ordinary people are concerned, the Song Dynasty can throw off Jin Guoyuan and Mengmeng for several streets, but the military is not strong, it is a hard injury.

It's just that Hong Qigong's reason is very powerful.

Wen Xiaotian was about to speak, when Bai Yezi suddenly pulled him and pointed into the distance with his finger. Wen Xiaotian looked in the direction of Bai Yezi's finger and was stunned for a moment......

Banner Recruitment......

A large area of black oppression, densely packed with people, actually surrounded here from all sides. What kind of unfolding is this? Hong Qigong's face also changed greatly, looking at that expression, it was even more ugly than eating stool. Hong Qigong gritted his teeth and scolded "damn it".

The black and oppressive army is gradually seen clearly, you can see the most advanced paper armor in the world worn by the soldiers, you can see the spears and broadswords in the hands of the soldiers, as well as the ballista drawn by oxen, and all kinds of strange firearms. These armies just pressed up.

What does that mean?

This seems to be the legend of the Condor Heroes, rather than omitting the first two words and the last word, and advancing to the Jet Li version of the hero in the Qin Shi Huang era.

Wen Xiaotian was a little confused.

He didn't know that he had become a big fish to be hung by His Majesty the Emperor today.

Jiuhan wants to kill the king and assassinate him, Hong Qigong wants to set up the ring, and Wen Xiaotian wants to participate in the martial arts conference. These things appeared in the eyes and ears of the emperor in every detail. So a plan gradually took shape - the emperor was not actually a fool, on the contrary, the plan was very shrewd, otherwise there would be no present scene.

Every human being has only one life. For people in this era, sixty years old is already an extremely long life, and they can die with peace of mind. But the emperor was a little unwilling......

Maybe politically, he didn't do much anymore, but artistically?

He was unwilling to let his artistic life end because of old age.

It's like the fanaticism of the evil scientists in all science fiction movies -- they are not fanatical about life and power per se, but about being able to study, forever, and no one can stop their research. Every person who is stubborn to the point of being stubborn will have such thoughts. And when an emperor has such an idea, you can imagine how much power it will burst out.

The entire forbidden army in Lin'an City moved.

It's just that it didn't take long for the place to be completely surrounded. The emperor appeared in the tall car. The car was surrounded by defensive shields, and there were sun-sheltering curtains overhead. The emperor said, "Which one is Immortal Wen Chang?" I've been waiting for a long time......" The emperor's words were full of pride.

He was happy with his setup today. Surrounded by so many forbidden troops, Wen Xiaotian will definitely give in, in order to survive, he will definitely give in, so that he can obtain that method of immortality.

Maybe immortality is a bit extravagant, but not old can really be had.

"Looking for me?"

Wen Xiaotian's gaze was directly on the emperor, without any respect or apprehension. And Wen Xiaotian's hand grabbed Bai Yezi's hand. That's his hole card - he can leave this world at any time, and there's nothing to hurt them. Unless these armies can have the power to transcend time and space...... However, if the forbidden army of the Song Dynasty had such strength, would they still be beaten like dogs?

"Sure enough, Immortal Wen has the art of immortality...... Fifteen years later, the appearance is still the same as it was back then, with no signs of aging. The so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, as long as Immortal Wen is willing to help me get the immortal Dao fruit, I will let you wait for a way to live, how about it? ”

"You're so confident?"

"Naturally, there are 100,000 forbidden troops here, here are the best bed crossbows, and the newly developed thunderbolt poison fire bomb, once fired, it can be eroded dozens of zhang, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, you must avoid its edge. I believe that Wen Xianchang is not a Da Luo Jin Immortal, right? ”

"It's easy to say, Da Luo Jinxian doesn't dare to be, but it's still appropriate to soar in the day."

The scene was quiet, only the sound of Wen Xiaotian and the emperor's answers.

The emperor was like a cat that had caught a mouse, speaking slowly and without any hurry. He has always been in a situation of being passively beaten, and this time, although it was some people in the martial arts who were besieged, it still made him feel that intoxicating feeling after all.

No wonder those founding emperors were obsessed with conquest, and it turned out that conquest was so painful. The emperor's heart was hearty for a while, and then he talked about how he laid it out.

How he mobilized the army and how he formulated this plan, even Hong Qigong was completely exposed to the sunlight outside Lin'an City - there was nothing to do with Hong Qigong in the future. Hong Qigong's face was so red that it turned purple, the purple was black, the black was shiny, and the bright was scary.

He was completely killed by the emperor.

Also, compared to immortality, these branches are a fart!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Wen Xiaotian applauded the emperor and laughed: "It's really a good plan." However, if you calculate it, you still miss a little. The man who wanted to kill you is not here now. And the people you have to deal with, you can't deal with at all......"

Jiuhan, who wanted to kill the emperor, recovered from his injuries and is now on his way.

Wen Xiaotian, whom the emperor wants to kill, seems to have no chance of success.

After Wen Xiaotian applauded, he grabbed Bai Yezi's little hand again.

Bai Yezi is very angry now, Bai Yezi, who has been playing very happily with Wen Xiaotian here, finally found that he was calculated by the Emperor Tubaozi of the Song Dynasty, and he couldn't wait to cut off the emperor's head and kick it as a ball. Bai Yezi looked at the emperor's gaze, swishing cold.

Wen Xiaotian whispered: "Ye Zi, why are you angry with him?" When we are in danger, we are gone with a swish. When you cross again, you may go to the world of Xiaoao Jianghu or Heaven and Dragon Slayer. By then, this grandson has not known how long he has been dead. Probably the rotten ones are left with the bone shelf. ”

Hearing Wen Xiaotian say this, Bai Yezi's anger was much smoother.

The atmosphere was still tense, and the emperor gave Wen Xiaotian time to think. Wen Xiaotian simply sat down on the ground holding hands with Bai Yezi, and kissed you and me without any psychological pressure. His Majesty the Emperor had a dark psychological attack: "Hmph, when the time comes, I will kill you, and then use the beauty as a harem...... How can you lose weight with such a beauty? ”

The more the emperor thought about it, the more beautiful it became.

Look at the emperors of ancient times, look at the emperors whose wives are fairies in legends, why is the gap so big? His Majesty the Emperor, who was full of artistic cells, began to make up his own brain......

My queen is a fairy.

My lord's queen.

I have a date with a fairy.

Fairy, come into my bowl.

……

Thinking about it, the sullen emperor himself was happy.

If Wen Xiaotian knew this emperor's thoughts, he would probably have to blow up. People are so strange, sometimes others say that they don't care, but if they say that the person they care about, they have to play with you. And from these thoughts of the emperor, there seems to be some strange feeling...... Could it be the Niujia Village incident, but this guy couldn't plan it?

Guo Jing and Huang Rong saw a group of army butts now, they had been here for some time, but Huang Rong saw the opportunity early and pulled Guo Jing to avoid the army. The army is now besieging the martial arts people inside, Huang Rong doesn't care, but Wen Xiaotian is different.

How to say, Wen Xiaotian is half his master, and she has learned the Immortal Sword in her hands.

"Rong'er, what do you say you should do now?"

Guo Jing's brain naturally couldn't think of any way, he could only ask. But Huang Rong has no way. When one person's strength suddenly faces such an army of tens of thousands, all conspiracies and tricks seem to be useless. At this time, the two met a man.

Nine cold.

Jiu Han's face was pale, as if he had just healed the injuries on his body, and he walked in the direction of the army step by step, unhurriedly.

"Hey, Brother Jing, you see this person is so strange."

"Brother Tai, what are you going to do here?"