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Hanhaiguan ushered in a long-lost rain. After a round of the running horses, the men hurried back to the camp and enjoyed a rare coolness. On weekdays, I ride a horse around the outside of the plug to keep the floating soil on my body. At this moment, the eyes finally brightened, and I almost took the hat in my hand as a fan.

The rain is not heavy, but it is enough to moisten a barren land. The soldier, who had just returned from the shooting range, took off his soaked clothes and enjoyed the pleasure of the rain on his dry skin. The Hanhai Customs, which had just experienced the invasion of the Yan Demon Sect, was in ruins, and many newly recruited soldiers were a little envious at this time and left the old soldiers to return to the camp, but they still had to finish the last sentry.

The suspension bridge slowly fell, and Matthew rode out of the horse, turned over and dismounted very excitedly, put it on Matthew's shoulder, and said in surprise: "Great, little brother, you are finally back." ”

Half an hour ago, a sentry got the news and returned to the camp to report it. When Matthew came out of the camp, it happened that Matthew had arrived.

"Yes. Matthew replied a little tiredly. He didn't know what was wrong with the system, but the original big turntable had turned dark gray, and there was a green reading bar on it, which seemed to be moving slowly, and it was estimated that it should be repaired when it was full. He didn't really care about what the system would reward now, he had just witnessed a life-and-death situation, which made him a little tired.

It's not that I can't see through life and death, I have practiced Buddhism for hundreds of generations, and I have long seen through life and death. But the ferryman and the robber have died together, and what should the people on this boat do? What is even more difficult for him to accept is that there is also a horse bandit on the grassland, who is staring at this group of boatmen.

Miaoshan's lips were a little chapped, and he kept licking them at this time, as if it would be more comfortable.

"What about those monks in Guangling? Have you seen those monks?" Seeing Ma Xiuyuan coming back alone, Xiu Yan couldn't help muttering, "A few days ago, some people in Guchuan came out of the Buddha site, saying that there were heavy casualties. You're all back, why didn't you see those people?"

Matthew Yuan raised his head and said slowly, "It's all dead." ”

He spoke calmly. Everything was so natural, as if death was a natural thing.

"Both...... Are they all dead?"

"Hmm. Miaoshan and I are going back to Dingzen Temple, I don't know where my father is?"

"Oh, Dad went to Xiling. The chaos here has been settled, and there seems to be something going on in Xiling. But is that true?"

"Yes. Ma Xiuyuan took the kettle and took a few sips, "Big brother, do you remember what Xiuyuan asked you at the beginning?"

"Which one?"

Matthew Yuan smiled: "The matter of teeth." ”

"Yes. Matthew smiled, took the two horses, and let Matthew ride into the customs, "It's only been a few days, how can I see that you have grown a lot of size?

Matthew Yuan smiled and didn't explain anything. "Just remember. He glanced back at the vast desert at the end, how many Buddhist elders and Jianghu masters were buried here, probably this game in the middle of the game, no matter what, will end in killing.

After entering the customs, Matthew Yuan took a comfortable hot bath, changed into clean clothes, and stood in the middle tent in a daze. Miaoshan's whole body has lost weight, and Ma Xiuyuan ordered a whole sheep to be roasted, and now he is feasting in the tent.

Matthew brought two bowls of noodles, "Let's eat noodles, there are no green onions." ”

Matthew came back to his senses and said with a smile: "How does Big Brother know that I don't like to eat green onions?"

"Our mother said that. ”

From time to time, there was the whistle of the ruffians outside the tent, and Matthew squatted at the door of the tent, looking at the rain that was falling a little weakly, and muttered to himself: "I hope the rain will be sunny after the rain." ”

The chopsticks hit the edge of the bowl, and Matthew ate quickly, and immediately there was a mouthful of soup left, "Don't worry, this rain won't last long." ”

Riding from afar, Matthew took a sip of the tasteless noodle soup.

"Huang Qianshan?" Ma Xiuyuan frowned, and when he saw the figure, "Didn't the Demon Camp go to Xiling?"

"The Demon Camp is now under the command of Daddy himself, and the Guard Battalion and the Demon Camp have been broken up and reorganized. Xiao Yuanshan gave it to you, this Huang Qianshan's father gave it to me, and now he is the number one master under my account. ”

Ma Xiuyuan nodded, what is this called, Lao Xiao is a convert to Buddhism, although he occasionally eats some meat, he is also a warrior monk. If you don't eat meat, where does you get the strength to cultivate Buddha? It was genuinely entered the Buddha's door, what is called giving it to me.

"Big brother, if you want to defend the Han Customs, you must turn these soldiers into your own. Otherwise, when something happens, they always want to find King Guangling, and you can't command it. Like this one, if something happens to your dad one day, you must have the ability to make them all listen to you. ”

"Haha, Xiuyuan. Your eldest brother understands the truth. ”

The two of them ate noodles and drank soup on the other, enjoying a rare calm.

The horse's hooves stepped softly, and Huang Qianshan saluted the two, "Lord Shizi, the new brothers are all familiar, what else do you have to order?"

"You are now the second-in-command of Han Customs, except for me, you are the leader, you can just weigh what to do, and you don't have to report to me in everything. ”

"Alas. ”

Matthew Yuan finished putting it down and said with a smile: "Huang Yingtou, this is my brother's deputy in Han Customs, so I won't treat you badly, right?"

"How can I be? I can't ask for it. Huang Qianshan said with a smile.

Matthew looked at the sky from afar, and sure enough, the rain hadn't stopped for long, and it was sunny again.

"Look, I'm right. ”

"Well, the eldest brother is right. ”

Matthew squinted his eyes and saw that there were still a few lingering dark clouds in the sky.

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Xiling Washing Sword Sect

At that time, the Ma Gao cavalry flourished in Xiling. Indeed, on the treasure land of Guangling, Xiling is connected to Guchuan in the west, and Tianman is connected to the north in the north, which is a **** place, but heroes are born in troubled times.

The old swordsman of the Sword Washing Sect, Jian Liu San, died in the Hanhai Customs, and the internal fighting in the sect suddenly broke out. Only three days later, Guangling's army entered the Sword Washing Sect.

Ma Gao sat in the main hall, while the new sect master stood beside Ma Gao with a smile, and said: "The One Qi Sect, the Ancient Pavilion and the Three Leaves Hall have all mastered the backbone, as long as the prince is here in person, it will be like a bamboo." ”

"Yes. Qiushui, if you do a good job this time, then the Sword Washing Sect will be handed over to you. Ma Gao took a sip of tea.

"Don't worry, as long as the prince orders, the entire sect of the Sword Washing Sect will listen to you. ”

"Well, the king is gone. ”

The little disciple hiding in the corner on one side gritted his teeth and looked at Shangguan Qiushui's flattering appearance, and scolded fiercely: "A good person is not right, he has to be a dog!"

Xiling's forces, whether they supported or maintained a neutral sect at the beginning, inevitably underwent a purge, as if premeditated, Mr. civil strife, and then pacified by King Guangling. Being settled in Guangling City, unable to tolerate Ma Gao's unwilling ambitions, Hanhaiguan is only the first step.

The camp expanded to nearly a thousand. At the beginning, the drunkard said to Ma Gao that the three hundred demon camps could not satisfy his appetite, and now the demon camp barely made him a little interested. The demon camp with green ant drunkards has really turned the demon camp that was scattered in the sand into a backbone.

"There is news from Han Customs. The Flyer gasped.

"Read. Ma Gao closed his eyes and leaned on the stone chair, Rong Ma for the rest of his life, and the injuries on his body made him sit very uncomfortable. Especially when I went to the Hanging Temple, I was slapped on the waist by the great monk generally, and every time it rained, I felt a faint pain.

"The monks of Guangling were killed and wounded, and the remaining nine sects of Xiling were in charge of the Buddha and Tibet. ”

Ma Gao's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth smiled, "Smooth wind, comfortable." Xiuyuan should be fine, right?"

"The spies came to report that Xiuyuan Shizi is recuperating in Hanhaiguan, and it is estimated that he is ready to return to Dingzen Temple. ”

Ma Gao smiled: "Now, just wait for the last two rotten nails to turn into scrap metal." ”

The green ant drunkard couldn't hold back his body after three bowls of work, and trembled excitedly, "In addition, listening to what the scout saw with his own eyes, Deqing and Delin died together." ”

Click!

The cup was crushed, Ma Gao stood up, and said: "Xiling is cleared as soon as possible, and next, send troops to Foshan!"

The green ant drinker couldn't suppress the joy on his face, handed over the wine cup, and congratulated: "I wish the prince a successful career!"