When Mo Wanfeng left, Dongfang Youchen began to lay out the attack on Wanjian Peak, he couldn't wait, the news from the rear made him panic, he wanted to defeat the soldier Saint Hou Wencang in the shortest possible time, and dominate the entire Wanjian Pass. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jun Qinghan immediately turned over and dismounted, dragged his scarlet robe and rushed into the handsome tent, at this time Dongfang Youchen's whole body had already been full of elegance, giving people an unfathomable coldness, more conceited, and more arrogant.

"You're finally here", Dongfang Youchen was relieved.

"What's the matter?"

"Snow Sakura's Affair".

Jun Qinghan's heart was shocked, "Say it quickly!" and his tone became eager.

"Xue Ying is getting married!" Dongfang Youchen sighed.

"What?" Jun Qinghan was shocked, and stepped forward to grab the clothes on Dongfang Youchen's chest, "This is impossible!" Jun Qinghan was stunned, and the green tendons in his arms protruded, almost lifting Dongfang Youchen up.

Dongfang Youchen coughed and handed the previous note to Jun Qinghan.

Immediately let go and unfolded, a few scribbled and blurred handwriting: Seven days later, Meng Qing'er married the son of the prime minister.

Jun Qinghan only felt a tightness in his chest, and the Dao Qi in his body almost diverged, "What the hell is going on?"

When I joined the army, in order to help me, Xue Ying established a huge intelligence system in the capital: the Sleeve Red Mansion - a green building.

With her superb piano skills, Xue Ying became a good performer in the Red Mansion, and her stage name was Meng Qing'er, and she was sought after by the children of major families for a while, and sent me a lot of information.

Jun Qinghan glared at Dongfang Youchen angrily, and said fiercely, "You are not a man!"

Dongfang was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly, the dignified military god actually let his sister show up, and he was indeed not a man.

"Except for me, Xue Ying won't marry anyone", Jun Qinghan squinted at Dongfang Youchen and said undoubtedly.

"Xue Ying won't marry anyone, but he will marry for me, I'm his brother", Dongfang Youchen retorted awkwardly.

"Humph!"

"For me, for me, the incompetent big brother", Dongfang Youchen smiled self-deprecatingly, "He is married to the son of the prime minister, the prime minister of Ling Xiao."

"So what, the prime minister can rebel, and the prime minister can help you restore the country?" Jun laughed coldly.

"Yes, Qin Wuxiang can, because he has a big family behind him, as long as he is willing, I can start the army at least three years in advance", Dongfang Youchen said lightly, but his eyes showed disdain.

"What about you?" Jun asked lightly.

"Hmph! How conceited am I, Dongfang Youchen, and need Qin Wuxiang's help? As long as I win the Ten Thousand Swords Pass, who in the world except for the marshals of the four great empires can shake my Lingxiao Military God?"

Dongfang Youchen's face was full of arrogance, his eyes were wide, there was no usual elegance, only naked madness and arrogance.

I am a god!

"Then you still let Xue Ying collect information for you!" Jun Qinghan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Dongfang Youchen was suddenly embarrassed, and his face turned red, "This ...... This one...... I've had a good relationship with Xue Ying since I was a child, and my sister wants to help me, and I'm ......"

"What the hell I ...... How much time is left?" Jun asked in a cold voice, not giving Dongfang Youchen any face

"The eagle falcon has been flying for two days, so you only have five days, five days to run to the Lingxiao capital, on the way, I have already taken care of everything", Dongfang Youchen said solemnly.

Pulling Jun Qinghan to the topographic map, pointing with his hand, passing Hanshui Town, Mofeng Villa, and Linjiang Pavilion halfway, there are people to pick you up everywhere.

Jun Qinghan didn't say a word, he immediately turned over and got on the horse, and went to the road of ten thousand miles, only five days, two thousand miles a day, difficult!

"Brother Jun, slow!" Dongfang Youchen immediately shouted, took out a piece of jade jue as he spoke, and threw it on the ground, the jade jue shattered in response to the sound and scattered all over the ground, Dongfang Youchen hurriedly picked it up, put it in a bag, and handed it to Jun Qinghan, "Give it to Xue Ying, he will understand."

Jun Qinghan glanced at Dongfang Youchen deeply, and he also understood that if Xue Ying insisted on marrying, Dongfang Youchen would definitely be so jade, and the three armies would kill themselves in front of the battle!

Dongfang Youchen took out a token from his personal body again, with a vague word "cold" on the back, "When you arrive at the joint, this is the certificate, after arriving at Lingxiao Capital, Brother Jun must destroy him."

"Humph!"

Jun Qinghan snorted coldly, and was about to leave, at this time, chasing the clouds and rushing back from moon to moon, at the front, Yu Zhange was covered in blood, looking at Jun Qinghan and smiling, "I'll go with you!"

As he spoke, the horse's head turned and stood side by side with Jun Qinghan, "This is my business!"

"But now it's also my business", the corners of Yu Zhange's mouth cracked, brother's business is his own business, is there a difference?

"You can't go, absolutely not", Jun said coldly without twisting his head.

"You know what, you're insulting me," Yu Zhange's face tightened.

"I know, but I'm dead, who will avenge me?"

Jun Qinghan turned his head to look at Yu Zhange and smiled lightly, "Driving the ......" The horsewhip was raised, his legs were clamped, and the divine horse galloped out......

Jun Qinghan left like this...... Gone in style, without any goodbye, any words, a man's farewell, has always been so chic!

Behind the scenes, chasing the clouds and standing solemnly month by month!

Looking at Jun Qinghan's departing back, like a lone wolf in the desert, he is walking alone and fighting in all directions!

Yu Zhan Ge murmured in a low voice, "If you die, I will pick off all your hatred, all your promises, and all your responsibilities alone, I hope that the Cliff Cultivation Academy can see you again, my brother, Jun Qinghan!"

Dongfang Youchen looked at Jun Qinghan's departing back, picked up the drumstick beside him, and knocked it hard......

"Jun Qinghan, if my sister has any mistakes, Dongfang Youchen will not be finished with you!"

Listening to the sound of the drums, Jun waved the horsewhip more and more frequently when he was cold, and even did not hesitate to crack the flesh on the horse's back.

Immediately after that, Dongfang Youchen lay down in a handsome tent, quiet as water, stagnant water!

"Don't listen to the wind!"

"The Last Will Be"

"Within two days, lead the troops to chase the clouds, destroy the Cangtie Cavalry, and wait for the army to descend from Wanjian Peak!"

......

"Yu Zhan Song listens to the order!"

"The last general!"

"Lead 500,000 troops and sweep the thirty-six peaks!"

......

"Bai Xiaopang obeys orders!"

"The last general!"

"Order the Heavenly Star Shang Shaocheng, give up the grain and grass, snipe with troops, and kill Wanjian Peak directly!"

......

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For a while, Ling Xiao's army moved, and it moved at any cost, Dongfang Youchen wanted to send the news of the Ten Thousand Swords Pass back to China and send it to Leng Xue Ying when Jun Qinghan rushed to the capital.

He is enough to support his troops and stand on his own, and split the land to become the king!

The restoration of the country is just around the corner!

Jun Qinghan galloped all the way, depressed, resentful, and anxious in his heart, and his whole body was rising in anger, whoever wants to hurt Xue Ying must step over me.

......

The Red Mansion in the capital has been churning up these days, and Qin Luo, the son of the prime minister, is marrying Meng Qing'er, and it is the main room.

All of a sudden, all the princes and nobles in the capital, and the prominent families all trembled fiercely, Qin Luo's reputation in the empire was no less than that of Dongfang Youchen.

Since childhood, he has read the book of sages and sages, studied under Liu Yueming, one of the three princes, and won the crown of champions in one fell swoop at the age of thirteen, and won the head of the Six Realms Empire.

Now just over eighteen, it is already the yellow flag rank, the official was promoted to the fourth rank a year ago, although it is not as good as the marquis of Dongfang Youchen, but it is also infinite for a while, it is conceivable that the court in the future will be with Dongfang Youchen and a martial arts, holding up half of the sky of the Lingxiao Empire.

And the long demeanor is graceful and graceful, I don't know how many girls' hearts have been hollowed out......

Now, this Lingxiao young legend is about to get married, and the repercussions are no less than an eight-magnitude earthquake, how many families in the capital have moved, this is the best opportunity to make friends with him and climb him.

However, I don't know how many family tragedies have been caused by this, Dongfang Youchen is far away on the border, it is unattainable, Qin Luo is surrounded by thousands of flowers, how many girls have been given illusions, not only one day can be favored by Young Master Luo......

But now, Young Master Luo is about to get married, how many girls' hearts have been broken for a while, how many girls' feelings have been broken, and he hates Leng Xueying even more.

"How could Young Master Luo fall in love with a woman in a green building, and it's still the main room, is it possible that I am a young lady from a family who is not as good as a good lady from the wind and dust?"

On the Sifang Restaurant in Beijing, a man dressed in red, with starry eyebrows, looked at the crowded streets below with an indifferent face, tasting fine wine, and looking a little enjoyable.

"Luo Shao, you have been in the limelight for a while now, but you have completely covered Dongfang Youchen, a child of a big family, you actually married a Qinglou woman, and it is also the main room, but you really have you!"

A man in a fancy costume next to him spread his folding fan and looked at the young man in red playfully.

Hearing Dongfang Youchen, Qin Luo's hand that was sending wine to his mouth paused, and an inexplicable coldness flashed on his face, but when he heard Leng Xueying, he smiled gently, "Qin Fairy Meng Qing'er, that man in the capital doesn't look up to him, do you dare to say that you don't like her?"

The young man in Chinese clothes was stunned, and laughed hehe, how many children of the family spent a lot of money in order to listen to Meng Qing'er's songs, and in order for Meng Qing'er to take off the veil, and even willing to pour his family property, don't say that the main room, it is okay to be a mother!

Qin Luo smiled slightly, he not only married her because he was obsessed with Meng Qing'er, but also because he had been in the limelight too much in the past few years, completely overshadowing the crown prince Lingyun, which was not a good sign, and marrying a Qinglou woman as the main room was just right......

Jun Qinghan galloped thousands of miles, did not stop for a moment in the middle, and finally arrived at Hanshui Town two days later!

At the entrance of the town, an ordinary-looking middle-aged businessman, leading a ghost horse, kept looking, did he stand on tiptoe, very anxious...... Suddenly, I saw a ride in the dust, galloping over, and I was immediately happy.

A horse crossed in front of Jun Qinghan, and a thing in his hand flashed towards Jun Qinghan, Jun Qinghan immediately reined in the horse, and a flying body sat on the ghost horse, and at the same time, the word 'cold' token also shook slightly.

The man took out a letter from his bosom and stuffed it to Jun Qinghan, and then a row of horses......

The two did not speak a word throughout, and the pause lasted only five breaths.

Jun Qinghan was already lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth, and the flesh and blood on the horse's back were rolled up by Jun Qinghan's blood, and he was dying, the man sighed, and suddenly pulled out a soft sword and killed the horse.

Since there is no help, a quick death is the best option.

Now Jun Qinghan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost horse under the seat is more than three times the speed of the average war horse, and it should not be a problem to arrive in the capital on time, galloping all the way, unfolding the letter that the middle-aged man gave him......