More than a spring and autumn period has passed, and after more than a year of development, the Jiangzuo League has produced many masters, and in just over a year, it has controlled nearly half of the Jiangzuo region. makes the name Jiang Zuomeng worthy of its name.

However, the most strange thing is that the leader of the Jiangzuo League is this person, except for a few high-ranking cronies of the Jiang Zuo League, even many of the subordinates of the Jiang Zuo League have never seen the leader of the Jiang Zuo League himself. If it weren't for Langya Pavilion confirming that the leader of the Jiangzuo League was Mei Changsu, I am afraid that friends in the rivers and lakes would still think that this Mei Changsu was a person who did not exist.

At this time, in the palace of King Mu of Yunnan, white silk was everywhere, the cry shook the sky, the army of Chu was coming, and the news of the death of King Mu Shen of Yunnan made the whole Yunnan crumbling.

The young little prince Mu Qing couldn't play any role at all except for the pain. The mountain rain is about to come, and the breath of the wind is full of buildings, constantly surging towards this glorious palace in the past.

At night, the cold wind struck, and next to the little prince Mu Qing, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a delicate face and long hair and jade skin suddenly stood up. He said to the generals under the king of Yunnan in front of him: "Ladies and gentlemen, although my father was unfortunately killed by traitors, the land of Yunnan will never allow the state of Chu to wreak havoc.

Although Mu Nihuang was born as a daughter, she didn't like red clothes and arms since she was a child, and she was also a master of kung fu in the Yunnan Palace. In addition, Ping Suli Mu Nihuang learned the art of war from the depths of Wang Mu in Yunnan, and at this time, he resolutely decided to accept the order and set out on the expedition.

As he fell to his knees all over the ground, the generals who swore to fight to the death were assigned tasks by Mu Nihuang one by one, Mu Nihuang came to Mu Qing, helped him wipe away his tears, and said: "Qing'er, don't be afraid, obediently wait here for my sister to come back."

"No, don't, sister, I don't want you to go!" Mu Qing was crying at this time, and generally said to Mu Nihuang.

However, Mu Nihuang just hugged Mu Qing in his arms and comforted: "Qing'er, you have to remember that you have the blood of Mu Wangfu in your body, no matter what you encounter, you can't retreat."

After that, Mu Nihuang put her hands on Mu Qing's shoulders and said to Mu Qing: "Okay, don't worry, my sister will definitely be able to return safely!"

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On the platform, Mu Nihuang, who was dressed in white and plain clothes, held a silver gun, looked at the soldiers under the stage, looked into the distance, and shouted: "Let's go!"

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At this time, on the Yangtze River in the Jiangzuo area, a flat boat went down the river and went straight to Yunnan.

On the boat, a long-haired man dressed in a silver-edged white robe and a strange black and white mask stood by the wind, looking into the distance.

At this moment, on the river in the distance, a large boat was approaching a small fishing boat at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For this kind of vendetta in the rivers and lakes, if he came out at this time with the identity of Mei Changsu, the leader of the Jiangzuo League, then he would definitely not be indifferent. But at this time, Yang Yanhan, who was in the spirit of having more than one thing, was just about to pass by the other party, when a long arrow suddenly shot from the big boat.

Xu is river wind is fierce, Xu is small boat is hurrying, and the long arrow brushes Yang Yanhan's cheek by a millimeter.

"There was a mistake to kill, and there was no letting go, this time chasing and killing the mother and daughter, all the witnesses couldn't let go!"

Looking at the man who kept yelling at the leader while jumping off the big boat and walking on the river, Yang Yanhan shook his head, and suddenly flew out of his body, like a bird on the river, towards the man who looked like the leader who swept out.

If a martial artist can tread the waves, then first of all, it means that his light skills and internal strength cultivation are already quite good. And such masters, in the rivers and lakes, will not be too many, most of them, and they will never be unknown.

The long sword, the sharp long sword, came towards Yang Yanhan's throat with a burst of sky-breaking sounds. This sword has reached the world's first-class realm in terms of speed, strength and move technique. The moment the sword was drawn, the leader-like man seemed to have seen the blood spurting out of Yang Yanhan's throat.

However, in a trance, he suddenly saw a white figure flashing behind him like lightning.

"It's such a terrible light skill, is the other party ready to let himself go like this?" However, a sharp pain in his heart interrupted his thoughts, and he lowered his head, and a small, small wound appeared on the left side of his chest.

If a person's heart is pierced in an instant, and the speed is fast enough, then it may not cause much pain to himself.

With the river flowing and the icy corpses running down the river, no one cares about a loser's past, identity, or even name. This is the rivers and lakes.

At this time, Yang Yanhan was a little in the air above the river, and when he was about to return to the boat, he suddenly heard a heart-rending cry on the small fishing boat behind him, and then, suddenly heard a female voice like a hundred spirits from the boat: "This hero, please avenge the little woman, the little woman is willing to be a cow and a horse, and repay the hero's great kindness!"

As soon as the other party spoke, Yang Yanhan felt a little power of fate coming from the other party's body.

"Good!"

Yang Yanhan didn't turn around, but just took a few steps in the river, and then, the whole person swept towards the big boat like lightning.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!"

The panicked screams and the long arrows shot in a hurry could not stop Yang Yanhan in the slightest, and in just a few dozen breaths, Yang Yanhan's figure had already fallen on the boat.

"Misunderstanding, hero, it's all ...... just now"

Without giving the other party any chance to explain, for wizards, the greatest role of life is not to live, but to show their own value.

At this time, Yang Yanhan didn't seem to have any movement, but as long as he went, there was no one within three zhang who could survive a moment and a half.

The blood slowly flowed down the upper deck of the big ship, dyeing the waves of the river bright red. In less than half a pillar of incense, Yang Yanhan's figure had reappeared on the bow of the boat.

Treating the river as flat land, Yang Yanhan's figure soon appeared on the small fishing boat. At this time, a little girl dressed in plain clothes, only about ten years old, was lying on a middle-aged woman and crying, Yang Yanhan sighed, and said to the other party: "Girl, mourning, according to what you can see, the girl should hurry up and let the ancestors go into the ground!"

Leaving Jiangshang, Yang Yanhan accompanied the little girl she just met to bury her mother, and then handed her a jade pendant and said: "Take this jade pendant, go to Jiangzuomeng, don't say anything, I still have something to do, and then I will go to you."

"Dare to ask Engonggao's name?"

"Man in the net."

Thank you for the lonely heart and the breeze smile lonely reward