He didn't even favor the head of the city, and he was slapped hard by Mrs. He's best efforts.

Soon, several deep red marks appeared on his handsome left cheek. But He Liancheng's expression did not change, he didn't even frown, he just lowered his head slightly, and said to Mrs. He in a low tone: "Mother is angry, and the child knows that he is wrong." ”

"Wrongdoing?" Mrs. He ripped open his collar, revealing his strong and hard chest, and when she saw the wound on her chest that had coagulated blood, she said with hatred: "You say, what about that woman, where did she go?" Why did you get hurt? Knowing what to do? Mother sees that you have forgotten how your father died, and that you have forgotten the oath you made at your father's grave! ”

"The child has not forgotten." Although He Liancheng's tone was low, it was full of unspeakable perseverance. "The father's hatred, the child has never forgotten for a moment."

"Hmph, that's a nice thing to say." Mrs. He's face was full of regret, "You said you didn't forget, then why didn't you do it to that woman for a long time, it's better now, let that woman run away, and hurt yourself, you said, are you confused by ghosts, ah?" ”

He Liancheng has always maintained a posture of bowing his head and admitting his mistakes, and after listening to Mrs. He's scolding, he was silent for a long time, and he still said: "The child knows his mistakes." ”

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Mrs. He was helpless for a while, sighed, and said bitterly: "What's the use of you admitting your mistakes here with your mother, the person you are sorry for is your father." Go to the ancestral hall and confess to your father before his spiritual throne. ”

The sky was gradually breaking, and the pale cyan sky was inlaid with a few remnant stars. The earth was hazy and shrouded in mist.

In the ancestral hall of Hefu, the light is dim and silent. He Liancheng knelt motionless on the futon for two hours.

His back was straight, his body was resolute, and he looked at his father He Yuanshan and all the ancestors of the He family in front of him expressionlessly, but his thoughts were surging.

He remembered the scene when his father died of his injuries seven years ago and died with hatred, the days and nights when he went to Tianshan to study art, and the hatred and entanglement between the He family and the Xuan Wangfu......

"General, there is an urgent report." Outside the ancestral hall, a personal soldier whispered.

"Come in."

The soldiers quickly ran into the ancestral hall and bowed their heads to He Liancheng and reported: "General, according to the report of the spies, King Xuan Meng Yuanheng has entered Dading City an hour ago. ”

He Liancheng's dark brown pupils contracted slightly, and a sharp and cold light flashed in his eyes.

Hmph, Meng Yuanheng really found this place. It seems that the news that the woman has been using the bird of no return these days has worked.

It's a pity that Meng Yuanheng, you are still a step late.

However, since you came to the door yourself, then General Ben thinks he will meet you.

He wanted to see what was so good about this Meng Yuanheng that he hadn't seen him for seven years, so that that woman could be so desperate for him!

"When the news went out, it was said that Princess Xuan was imprisoned in the garrison camp of the Hejia Army on the outskirts of the city."

He and Meng Yuanheng are destined to be enemies in this life! And he and that woman, the woman who belongs to Meng Yuanheng, will not have anything to do with each other in this life.

From now on, when he and her meet again, it may only be time to fight to the death on the battlefield.

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In an extremely ordinary inn guest room in Dading City, a man in black clothes and white hair sat sideways at the table, leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate, his silver hair was tied behind his shoulders, revealing his profound and handsome facial features, and his pale and emaciated face made him even more cold as jade, indifferent and detached. On the table, a little snow-white fox was lying quietly on its stomach, obviously recuperating.

After nearly ten days of sleeplessness, this person followed the clues transmitted by Shen Qianmo to find down the road, and finally locked the target on the capital of Beidi Kingdom-Dading City.

It's just that the more time passes, the harder it is to find the smell. The little boy had also reached the limit of what his body could bear, and Meng Yuanheng had no choice but to order a short rest in the inn to recuperate and set off to find it.

Of course, the Xuanwangfu Secret Guards led by Yan Mo and the Shadow Guards of Woyun Mountain Villa led by Yun Fei have been scattered all over Dading City and are looking around for news.

And Meng Yuanheng was left in the inn by Yun Fei.

Not to mention that this guy has barely closed his eyes these days, his bloodshot eyes can simply scare people to death, plus this guy has to dangle around Dading City with a striking and swaggering white hair, is it because he is afraid that they will not have enough trouble?

A few slight footsteps sounded outside the door, and then Yan Mo's voice came from outside the door, but the cold and hard tone was obviously a little happy.

"Lord, there is news of the princess."

Meng Yuanheng opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes. The little boy also immediately came to his senses, jumped onto Meng Yuanheng's shoulders.

"Come in."

Yan Mo and Yun Fei, one black and one white, pushed the door and entered.

"Where is the princess?" An urgent inquiry, the bloodshot eyes instantly sparkled.

Yun Fei was obviously very excited, but there was a faint worry in it, and he said to Meng Yuanheng, who was looking forward to it: "It is said that Qianmo is being locked up in the garrison camp of the He family's army on the outskirts of the city, but I am not sure if this is a conspiracy of He Liancheng......

Before he finished speaking, he saw Meng Yuanhenghuo stand up suddenly, and before Yun Fei and Yan Mo could react, he grabbed a long sword on the table, and the black-clothed and white-haired figure had disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only the sound of the door swaying back and forth, squeaking non-stop.

Yun Fei couldn't help but be dumbfounded. "This guy...... Do you want to go to the camp of the He family army single-handedly? ”

Yan Mo looked at him with a serious face, and the implication was that it was obvious that the prince was planning to do this.

After receiving Yan Mo's confirmation, Yun Fei finally reacted, "Is this guy crazy?" There are more than 100,000 soldiers and horses in the garrison camp of the He family's army, and he broke into it alone, not to mention that he couldn't save Qianmo, maybe even he wouldn't be able to come back! ”

No matter how high Meng Yuanheng's martial arts are and how deep his internal strength is, it is impossible to treat one as a thousand or one as ten thousand, isn't he looking for death?

After looking at each other for a moment, Yun Fei and Yan Mo sighed, and then they could only jump up and gather all the people they brought to follow.

You willful and reckless dead Meng Yuanheng, this son really owes you in his last life. Yun Fei cursed secretly, and on the other hand, he could only ask for the blessing of God, this was not a trap set by He Liancheng.

The camp of the He family army is located in the western suburbs of Dading City, a hundred miles away, under the order of He Liancheng, the net has already been laid inside and outside the camp, just waiting for Meng Yuanheng to learn the news that Shen Qianmo is here, and he came from the net.

The soldiers guarding the gate of the camp were in high spirits, and when they were looking around, they were on full alert, when they suddenly saw a man in black clothes and white hair floating from the air. Due to the light on his back, the man's face was difficult to distinguish, and the rising morning light shone softly on his body, coating his whole body with a layer of faint gold, so that the Beidi soldiers thought for a while that they were immortals in the sky.

But before they could see the man's face clearly, they felt a cold neck, a black eye, and his body slowly fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat at death.

Meng Yuanheng held a simple and heavy long sword in his hand, and his ghost-like figure broke into the camp with lightning speed, and rushed to the commander's tent before the Beidi soldiers could react. There was chaos in the camp.

He Liancheng, who was sitting in the commander's tent, was not surprised to learn that Meng Yuanheng had killed the barracks, but he didn't expect that Meng Yuanheng would dare to break into the camp of the He family army alone.

It seems that his feelings for that woman are really not ordinarily deep!

Flying out of the camp tent, on the empty camp, his soldiers were fighting fiercely with a black-clothed and white-haired figure.

There are more than 100,000 soldiers in the camp of the He family's army, and in order to welcome Meng Yuanheng's arrival, he has already deployed the distribution of troops in the battalion. At this moment, Meng Yuanheng was surrounded by groups and those who were fighting fiercely with him, all of whom were the elite of the He family's army, and around them, there were still six thousand owl eagles waiting for them.

Even if Meng Yuanheng has great ability, it is not so easy to retreat from this He family's army camp today.

But he stood still and watched for a while, but he felt more and more frightened.

I saw Meng Yuanheng's black figure as fast as lightning, coming and going in the encirclement of thousands of soldiers around him, swaying freely, a simple long sword in his hand was cold and cold, and the murderous aura was pressing, and where his sword qi reached, one soldier after another fell to the ground, dead and alive.

However, hasn't Meng Yuanheng been crippled in his legs for the past seven years, I heard that his leg disease has only been cured recently, why is his martial arts cultivation so high?

He looked at the extremely lethal sword in his hand. I see, this sword is actually a soul destroyer!

Meng Yuanheng obviously also noticed He Liancheng who came out of the commander's tent, he cleanly eliminated a few Beidi soldiers who were fighting with him, flew towards the direction where He Liancheng was, and landed steadily a few steps away from him.

"You're He Liancheng?"

Although the two of them have fought many times on the battlefield, there are not many opportunities to really meet each other, not to mention that seven years ago He Liancheng was only a thirteen-year-old boy, and after seven years, his appearance and bearing have changed a lot, and it is normal for Meng Yuanheng not to know He Liancheng.

Behind him, more than a dozen personal guards hurriedly surrounded him and protected He Liancheng in the middle.

He Liancheng quietly stared at the man in front of him who was dressed in black and white-haired. At this moment, Meng Yuanheng seems to have changed dramatically from his impression of him seven years ago.

For a long time, his impression of Meng Yuanheng seemed to be stuck in the image of the proud son of the sky who was freshly dressed and angry. But at this moment, Meng Yuanheng is covered in blood, ruthless and ruthless, like a hell Shura who meets a god and kills a god and meets a Buddha.

"Hand over the king's Mo'er." The Soul Destroying Sword pointed at He Liancheng's chest, and Meng Yuanheng's tone was cold, and his face was like frost.