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"Don't dare, because I think about it, there is a force, maybe it should be used by the prince at this time, the prince still remembers the fish shell." Cause laughed.

Allow? His eyes lit up and he said: "The lonely king remembered, back then, you offered a plan, saying that it was to imitate the strategy in Journey to the West, and to seal the false title of a prince in the sea and fish shell, and asked him to contribute to the lonely king, but he has always been unclear, how, can he be used by the lonely king?" ”

"That fish shell is an insatiable horseman, fortunately, the poor monk has been operating over the years, and has made friends with Wei Yangwei, Meng Wugong and others, they have all written a letter of allegiance, willing to serve the prince for the work of dogs and horses, because of the wish Mao Sui recommended himself, the old boy was done, and his power was all over the plate, leaving a way back for the prince." ”

"Okay, who would like to go with Zen Master Baoguo?"

(The Manchurian team triggers an optional mission, attacks Tianheng Island, kills the fish shell, captures the forces on the island, and completes the task to get 3000 Jingyuan points, 2 Xuan-level fate plots, 5000 Jingyuan points will be deducted for failure, and 1 prefecture-level fate plot.) ）

Xie Wenjie saw the main god's prompt, and immediately looked at Chen Ergou, seeing that he shook his head, although he was puzzled, he still gave up this task.

"Let's go with the two of us to accompany Zen Master Baoguo." The Saxxy brothers glanced at each other and spoke up.

"It's okay, just let the three of you go, led by Zen Master Baoguo, and act cheaply." Allow? Road.

Because of great joy, I hurriedly responded.

The next day, yes? The army went north and headed straight for the capital, and the cause took the two Sa's brothers and went straight to Qingdao. The fate of the Saxxy brothers was sealed.

Besides, Meng Yuan took Feng Lin and left the capital, all the way to the southeast, to Shandong, his destination was nothing else, it was the base camp of the righteous army, Qingdao area. On the official road, a carriage ran all the way, and the driver was none other than Zhu Jiapeng.

After accompanying Mengyuan to Beijing, he took refuge in a temple near Xishan according to Mengyuan's arrangement, and also took over the important task of contacting various forces in the south. After Mengyuan left Beijing, he first went to the temple to find him, and spread the news of the changes in Beijing, and also learned about the changes in the Shaolin Temple. In addition to the poisonous hand, Mengyuan did not forget to repair a book, and asked the monks in the temple to transfer it to Fang Lingming, which is what he can give in terms of Jingshi? The final blow was blowen. Fang Lingming is a lieutenant general in the army, and after receiving his letter, he naturally knows how to arrange it.

Along the way, Meng Yuan's mood was quite relaxed, and at this time, he was already in Zhizhu's hands, the overall situation had been decided, and all that remained was how to get the most benefit in the final battle below.

"It's so boring, father-in-law, tell me a story." Feng Lin stretched, rubbed his eyes, and said.

A drop of sweat appeared on Meng Yuan's forehead, and in the past two days, in addition to practicing and sleeping, Feng Lin was pestering him to tell stories, and Meng Yuan, who had no choice but to tell the stories in his previous life to this little girl one by one. Who knew that this one was out of control.

"The main god of Edi, although Edi made a cameo appearance as a dad this time, you don't have to punish me like this." Meng Yuan complained while cheering up and began to tell the story.

Perhaps the Lord God heard his silent prayers, and his watch shook, and a mission popped up.

"Rescue mission, rescue Li Zhi and Feng Ying, complete the task, get 1500 Jingyuan points, 1 Xuan-level fate plot, any one dies, 5000 Jingyuan points will be deducted, and one prefecture-level fate plot.

“……”

Halfway through Mengyuan's story, he suddenly stopped, sighed and said, "Lin'er, there was a fight." ”

Feng Lin perked up and said, "Fight, okay, where is it?" As he spoke, he already grasped the long sword in his hand.

"I wish my brother to see the car, we will come when we go."

Zhu Jia Peng Fang responded, the wind swept in his ears, and there was no longer Meng Yuan and the two in the car.

Meng Yuan would never leave Feng Lin in the car, if he went alone, with Feng Lin's naughty personality, she would definitely follow secretly, maybe she would encounter unexpected danger, rather than this, it was better to take her with her.

Meng Yuan has led people to perform light skills many times, he gently grabbed Feng Lin's willow waist, let her grasp his shoulder with one hand, and when his body shook, the person had already shot out like an arrow from the string.

In a few days, he had gradually mastered the seventh layer of the Heavenly Dao Footwork, which was a kind of intentional and physical realm. As long as the direction or position is determined, and the mind moves, your body will reach the corresponding position in the most reasonable and fastest way, without deliberately, but close to your own body instinct.

Just glanced at the direction pointed out by the watch, Mengyuan and the two of them ran two or three miles away in a few breaths, Feng Lin only felt that the cold wind was blowing in her face, blowing her delicate face with a faint pain, and she hurriedly used her internal force to feel better, and she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart. There are by no means a few masters she has seen, but this stepfather takes herself with him, and the speed is still the only one she has seen in her life. She also heard the sound of shouting and fighting from ahead.

Leaping up, hovering like a big eagle in the air, light as a sparrow, and landing on a large tree with lush foliage, the two people who looked down were stunned.

At the disadvantage of the field was a pair of young men and women, the young man was a standard beautiful boy, with a face like a crown of jade, a better appearance than Pan An, a lofty spirit, and a Yinghua connotation. However, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, his internal strength has reached the point of entering the house, almost having the strength of Lu Siniang when he first appeared, the long sword in his hand is cold and sharp, and it is actually the dragon sword used by Tang Xiaolan in the past.

Beside him was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who was fighting side by side, her face was the same as Feng Lin's, but there was a little less naughty and cunning between her eyebrows, but a little more heroic, and a short sword in her hand was equally shining, and the texture was not under the Dragon Sword.

These two people's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and there is a tacit understanding, the girl used, it is the Tianshan swordsmanship East Branch Ling Weifeng faction of the mastery, the big beard eyebrow sword style, the sword seems to be holding a thousand heavy objects, a stroke in the east, a finger in the west, but the two of them are protected tightly. The young man's swordsmanship is extremely sharp, the sword goes sideways, and the attack is the true inheritance of the Tianshan West Branch, the white-haired witch lineage.

Their opponent was a tall lama monk, dressed in a red robe, often damaged, with a strong bearing, and he was the posture of a grandmaster. Regardless of the two people's sharp offensive and strict defense, he is just a tantric mudra all the way, a few simple actions, but it integrates attack and defense, the palm wind is whistling, and the two of them retreat step by step, it is really like a fire and a mountain. His skill is too much better than the two of them, if it weren't for the fact that he was a little jealous of the sword in the hands of the two of them, and he didn't want to hurt Feng Ying, I am afraid that defeating the two of them would be just dozens of moves of kung fu, even so, both of them were sweating on their faces at this time, and it was only time before they were defeated.

Meng Yuan recognized at a glance that this lama was none other than the Venerable Master Kundian, the number one master of Tantra who had chased him for half a night in Beijing.

In the middle of the field, the Venerable Master Kundian laughed strangely and said, "Noble Lin, although I don't know where you learned this exquisite swordsmanship, but if you two want to win against our family, I'm afraid you will have to practice kung fu for decades." Or put down the sword, let our family take you to see the fourth prince, for the sake of this many years of friendship, our family will say a few words for you, think about the fourth prince will not care about you running away with your lover privately, even your lover, as long as you are willing to take refuge in the fourth prince, it is not difficult to save your life. ”

Feng Ying was forced to stagger by his palm wind, and if it weren't for her pure internal strength, she would almost be shocked to the ground. Li Zhi on the side said angrily: "Where did the demon monk come from, a bunch of nonsense, under the Tianshan Sect, there are only warriors who died in battle, and there are no cowards who surrender to the enemy." ”

The Venerable Master Kundian smiled strangely: "If it weren't for the fear of Guiren Lin's blame, our family would have taken your life a long time ago, so I'll fight hard to hurt Guiren Lin, and I'll take you down first." ”

He suddenly exhaled, his palms were yin and yang, and he slapped out a palm force in unison, like a huge wave rolled up in the angry sea, and as soon as the palm came out, the surrounding air made a bang.

"Master Kundian, bully the small with the big, so shameless."

Although Feng Ying's martial arts skills were not weak, they were also gloomy when they saw such a thrilling palm power, and suddenly a crisp girl's voice sounded, accompanied by a petite figure that appeared, as well as several quenching flying knives that shot at the Venerable Master of Kundian, and a gray shadow that was almost invisible.

"Dividing the River and Breaking the Sea"

I don't know when, in front of the two of them, a middle-aged man in gray appeared, standing like a knife, splitting Huashan with force, and slashing it with a palm knife. Suddenly, the palm wind whistled, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. Feng Ying and the others felt like a boat in the wind and waves, lifted high and gently fell.

The two of them were shocked, but they saw a little girl who looked the same as Feng Ying, but with a smart face, and walked over with a smile.

"Lin'er, take them away, this lama's martial arts are very high, and my father-in-law will do it with him, but I don't have the strength to take care of you anymore."

The one who saved the two of them was naturally Meng Yuan, and this was also the first time that Meng Yuan combined the Broken Sea Slash Kung Fu that needed to gather momentum with the Heavenly Dao footwork, and used the innate sword qi to cut off the palm wind of the Kundian Master mixed with the way of yin and yang, and the confrontation between the two innate grandmasters was just a move, and he knew that he had met a strong opponent.

"Hear me, let's stay away, and don't get in the way of the righteous father and this bad lama." Feng Lin said.

Li Zhi also knew that his martial arts skills were too far from the two in the field, so he hurriedly retreated with Feng Ying.

"Venerable Kundian, we meet again." After calling back the three children, Meng Yuan smiled and hugged his fists and said hello.

"You're, the one that night."

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