"What should I do?" Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent and he smiled even more happily, "Of course, let's give Li Zitong and Ren Shaoming some color, otherwise they really think we are easy to bully!" ”

"It's okay," Shen Luoyan nodded, "Although we have a lot of people now, none of them have experienced actual combat, just so let them see blood!" ”

"Li Zitong or Ren Shaoming, which one do you want to move?"

Mo Wen was slightly stunned, "Now we have at least 80,000 people under our command, why can't we clean up the two of them at the same time?" ”

Shen Luoyan glanced at him angrily, "My lord of the city, that's all the elite soldiers and horses, it's impossible for you not to leave some to defend the city, Jianghuai's Du Fuwei has been staring at us, and there are people and horses at one time, you are not afraid of being feared, and most importantly, although we have been buying grain from all over the country for the past year, and we have obtained a lot of grain and grass from the Wudoumi Sect, but in the future, we will have to fight a few years at once, and it is a little reluctant, it is better to save some, So I think it's good to dispatch about 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers and horses this time, it seems that the threat is not big at this scale, and it is not enough to cause others to have a sense of crisis, but it is also troublesome enough to cooperate with the city defense of Yangzhou City, which can just deter the surrounding people. ”

Mo Wen nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said: "In this way, Luoyan, you will take 30,000 men and horses to slaughter Li Zitong, and the city affairs will be handed over to Xu Xingzhi first, go and go back quickly."

Just occupy a few small towns near us, and dare to come to capture the tiger's whiskers, I think Li Zitong is impatient! ”

Shen Luoyan nodded. As soon as he thought that he would be in command of an army, his beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, and his expression was a little excited. Obviously, she couldn't bear it anymore, but she quickly calmed down, "What about Ren Shaoming?" Just let him go? ”

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth hooked up a sneer, "How is it possible?" I can't clean up the entire Iron Gun Club, and I can't kill him Ren Shaoming? ”

Shen Luoyan was a little worried, and stopped talking.

Mo Wen naturally understood what she was going to say, and comforted: "Don't worry." You have forgotten my martial arts, and it will not take much more effort for me to crush Ren Shaoming than it is to crush an ant, of course. If Luo Yan is willing to accompany me for one night before I go, I can guarantee that it will be absolutely foolproof! ”

Just looking at Mo Wen's domineering appearance, Shen Luoyan was slightly drunk in his heart, and he only felt that there was no more trustworthy person in this world than the man in front of him. It's as if the sky is falling, and you can go back. It's a pity that the next moment, Mo Wen showed his lustful face again.

"You! - "Shen Luoyan was angry in his heart, feeling that the love that had been brewed in his heart was ruined, but then he smiled, walked to Mo Wen's side gently, crawled on his chest, a pair of full breasts rubbed lightly on his chest, and one hand drew a circle on his chest, "If only the Lord of Mo Da could come back safely and sound." It's not that the little girl can't be accompanied, right? Not to mention one night, even ten nights are guaranteed to satisfy you! ”

Mo Wen's eyes lit up. Stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Luoyan.

"Is that true?"

It's a pity that Shen Luoyan has already jumped away like a rabbit, leaving Mo Wen empty.

"Wait until you get back! Why don't you look at your newly bought little beauty now? Luo Yan still has something to do, so I won't accompany him! ”

Leaving a burst of chuckles like silver bells, Shen Luoyan flashed and disappeared into the stairs.

Mo Wen smiled bitterly and shook his head, this Shen Luoyan always aroused his anger and didn't care, sooner or later, one day, I would give her some color to see.

Chuckling, Mo Wen looked behind him, where a little beauty was wringing her fingers, her face flushed.

"What's your name?"

"Little maid Wei Zhenzhen, I have seen and seen my son."

"Zhenzhen, how old is this year? Would you like to accompany my son tonight? ”

“”――

Late at night, Jiujiang, spring is in the middle of the building, and the lobby of the spring garden is brightly lit.

There are two platforms at the end of the main entrance of the hall, and there are more than a dozen big men, each holding a variety of weapons, waiting for a solemn battle, with a stern complexion.

Then on the seat against the wall, a man in a black suit and a white robe was sitting there, he had a wide face covered with dots, his eye sockets were deep, the eyebrows were protruding, his eyebrows were like two thick inks, and his narrow eyes shot out a cruel and hateful lightning that could chill anyone's heart, but the most prominent thing was that this person had a green dragon tattooed on his forehead about half the size of a palm, which looked particularly powerful.

On each side of the man's seat was a meteor hammer as large as a skull, heavy made of steel.

There was silence in the hall, like the eve of a storm, particularly depressing and calm.

Then I heard the man with the green dragon tattoo ask, "What time is it?" ”

One of his subordinates looked at a water leak outside and whispered, "There is still a stick of incense before the time comes." ”

"And a stick of incense?" The man's voice was extremely cold, "I can't wait to meet that national teacher, I hope he won't let me down Ren Shaoming!" ”

Hearing the killing intent in the man's voice, the dozen or so big men all shrunk their necks.

Ten days ago, the two protectors of the Dharma, the "evil monk" and "Yanni", went to Yangzhou City to assassinate Mo Wen of the Wudoumi Sect, but they both missed and were sent back with their heads cut off, and a letter was also attached, stating that Mo Wen, the lord of Yangzhou City, would personally visit him today, and take away the head of the director of the Iron Riding Association.

As soon as this incident came out, the entire Jiujiang suddenly shook, and Ren Shao was so angry that he smashed the table on the spot, and he was going to Yangzhou first, but he was persuaded by others to set a trap in the building tonight in this spring, waiting for Mo Wen to come.

Hearing the murderous intent that could not be concealed in Ren Shao's words, a tall and thin scribe said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the Lord Ren will be disappointed, and it has already been arranged in the next, as long as Na Mo Wen dares to come to this Jiujiang City, it is estimated that the corpse will be broken in the building this spring, and the Lord Ren will probably be able to see the head." ”

This person is Cui Jixiu, Lin Shihong's first adviser, was named the national teacher by Lin Shihong, the Chu Emperor, and was known for his wisdom in the world, that day he persuaded the angry Ren Shaoming, tonight's ambush was also set by him, this spring has been surrounded by the good hands of the Iron Horse Club on the three floors inside and outside the building, and it is bound to make Mo Wenyou come and go.

"Really?" A smile appeared at the corner of Ren Shaoming's mouth, "Even if it's just to see the head, I want to see if I dare to provoke my Iron Cavalry Club, this Mo Wen has three heads and six arms, tonight I will take his head to drink and drink with Cui Guoshi!" ”

Time passed little by little, and from time to time someone looked out at the water leak.

"And half a pillar of incense—"

"There's one more break—"

As the man kept reporting the time, looking at the street where there was still no movement, Ren Shaoming's face became more and more ugly.

"It's time!"

Suddenly, someone in the hall shouted.

At this time, Ren Shaoming's face was already iron-blue, and he smashed the table with one palm.

"Shaft, dare to trick me!"

Cui Jixiu also shook his head and sighed, "I can't imagine that Mo Guoshi, who is called an immortal, will be as greedy for life and afraid of death as a mortal!" It's a pity, it's a pity—"

But at this moment, countless torches were lit up outside the Spring Garden, shining as bright as day, and then there was the sound of earth-shattering shouts.

The next moment, everyone only heard the sound of a dragon's groan, and the door of the hall suddenly exploded.

A row of Iron Riders spat blood and blasted in, spilling broken door panels.

A young man dressed in white with a tall black sword on his shoulder floated in, and behind him a group of cowering Iron Riders could be seen.

Looking at the person with the green dragon tattooed on his forehead, Mo Wen just smiled, and pointed forward with the big knife in his hand.

"Ren Shaoming, are you ready to die?"

The silent momentum made everyone stunned, and their hands and feet were cold.

"Don't hear it! - "Ren Shaoming looked at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, his voice was like a powerful ghost from the Nine Shadows.

And Cui Jixiu on the side was a little out of shape, tonight's arrangement was arranged by him, and he was confident that even if the three major grandmasters came, he might not be able to please him, but he didn't want Mo Wen to break in easily.

"Give it all to me! What are you waiting for! Choi Ji-so screamed like a rooster choked by the neck.

Only then did the Iron Riders react, shouting, and pounced with their blades.

Mo Wen smiled, and with a twist of the dragon slaying knife in his hand, those oncoming blades were broken in two, and with a step forward, a member of the Iron Cavalry Congregation was cut in two.

The huge treasure knife seemed to have no weight in Mo Wen's hand, fluttering up and down, one step, two steps, after a burst of knife light, Mo Wen was already standing in the hall, and there were only three people left in the whole house: Mo Wen, Cui Jixiu, and Ren Shaoming.

"Give me death!"

Looking at the corpses all over the place, Ren Shaoming roared angrily, like a mad demon, picked up the two meteor hammers, and desperately poured the true qi of his whole body, and suddenly there were two clouds of shadows exploding on the ground, slamming into Mo Wen with the sound of the strong wind.

The wind from the hammer blew Mo Wen's hair, but Mo Wen smiled lightly.

I saw the dragon slaying knife in his hand slash down, and one of the meteor hammers suddenly split in two, and then twisted his wrist, holding the falling long knife, using all his strength, and struck the back of the knife towards the other hammer.

There was a loud bang, and the meteor hammer flew back at an even faster speed.

"What!" Ren Shaoming was taken aback and hurriedly jumped to the side.

The meteor hammer that flew back smashed directly into the wall behind him, and the entire wall shattered in response, and then the meteor hammer continued to gain momentum, making several muffled noises in a row, and I don't know how many things were smashed.

Sideways flash, looking at the big hole in the wall, Ren Shaoming's pupils shrank, and his heart was horrified, unexpectedly, at this time, a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, taking advantage of his distraction for a short moment, with a touch of black light in his hand, Ren Shaoming's big head flew up.

Grabbing the falling head with one hand, the figure chuckled, tiptoed, and exited the door.

In the vast night, Mo Wen carried Ren Shaoming's head and floated away, leaving only Cui Jixiu with a sluggish face and a group of helpless Iron Rider Congregation. (To be continued......)

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