Chapter 855: Half-Saint A Mountain Jiang Nuying

Xin Zhuo's reaction was too big, Murong Yunxi was startled, and said hesitantly: "She, she said that her name is Jiang Nuying, she is not tall, about the same as me, she is dressed in a cyan robe, and her skin is very good, but with a veil, she can't see her appearance clearly, and she feels ...... It doesn't seem to be as good-looking as me, and suddenly standing in front of the door of the opposite hall, the palace eunuchs can't see her, it's really strange! ”

Jiang Nuying!

Back then, the granddaughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Yuqing's niece, the most promising, talented, and intelligent little girl in the Jiang family besides Jiang Yuqing, even far surpassed Jiang Yugui's second ancestor.

Xin Zhuo taught her many housekeeping skills in her past and present lives.

Now that the mirror has been broken, she has long since returned to the family on that terrifying mountain.

Xin Zhuo's breathing was slightly heavy, and for some reason, he would always be swayed by those people back then, and his voice trembled slightly: "When did she leave and what did she say?"

Murong Yunxi blinked and said, "She didn't say anything, she just gave me a letter for me to hand over to you, and then left."

"Bring it!" Xindra held out his hand.

Murong Yunxi snorted, and reluctantly took out a Zizhulan paper letter raft: "Is it your little lover?"

Xin Zhuo didn't bother to pay attention to it, calmed down a bit, and slowly opened:

"Uncle Ru: The past of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the teaching of Uncle Yin Yin, Nuying often remembers it in her heart and often thinks about it, but the world is unpredictable, and it has been decades since she said goodbye.

At that time, there were many whispers at home and elsewhere, the identity of the uncle had been deprived, the martial arts elder looked down, afraid that it would be unfavorable to the uncle, and the female Ying entered the east for thirty years to break the quasi-saint, passed through the Great Zhou, watched for a long time, and knew that the uncle had entered the Yuanji, with outstanding talent, and his heart was a little peaceful.

The only thing is not to vomit or be unhappy, and please remember that you should go to other places, or go to the Sea of Suffering, or go to the Sea of Nine Divisions, concentrate on cultivation, and don't cause trouble again......"

The whole vernacular text, the meaning is simple and easy to understand, it is the way Xin Zhuo taught her to write, the front is fine, and the back is full of worries and ideas.

Xin Zhuo looked at it for a long time, his face was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the letterhead burned on its own.

He looked at the firelight with a deep gaze.

Jiang Nuying quasi-holy realm, Jiang is really powerful, but Jiang Nuying is an honest and trustworthy, very principled girl, never exaggerated, what she said "martial arts elders" means that the martial arts realm is extremely powerful and the older generation, I am afraid that at least it is also a holy realm!

"Or it's bad for my uncle" is a nice saying, but the ugly saying is that those people are watching themselves and want to see how they broke into the mirror, and once they don't have a deep background, they are very likely to be killed like rags.

"Jiang's deprivation of identity" means that Jiang will never recognize himself, a sinister seed born in the mirror.

Jiang doesn't admit it!

Jiang's abandoned son!

Very good, another identity, isn't it?

Lao Tzu is abandoned every day.

Xin Zhuo chuckled and flicked the paper ash off his hand.

Murong Yunxi had been looking at the letterhead cautiously, and at this moment, he only felt that the clouds were in a fog, and said: "Look at this meaning, your nieces are all terrifying quasi-saints, are you ...... From some super-powerful family? ”

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized: "I see, no wonder!"

Xin Zhuo glanced at her: "No wonder what?"

Murong Yunxi looked at him and said seriously: "I'm not insightless, my mother and brother have taught me a lot of things, I can argue right from wrong, you have broken through so fast over the years, your cultivation has become so high, smart, and born...... Good-looking, handsome as an immortal, I've always wondered who you are, it turns out that you are the child of a mysterious, terrifying, and ancient family! ”

Xindra was silent.

Murong Yunxi frowned and said, "But they don't seem to recognize you anymore, your niece let you escape!"

Xin Zhuo lay down: "Do you think I should run?"

Murong Yunxi said: "A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, he naturally can run as soon as he can!"

Xin Zhuo asked rhetorically: "What should I do if I run away for a long time?" Do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of your life? ”

Murong Yunxi was deflated: "It's the same!"

Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand and stacked the chess pieces that Murong Yunxi was playing with on the side of the bed one by one, until they reached more than thirty floors, obviously swaying but never falling.

Murong Yunxi looked curious and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Xin Zhuo flicked his fingers, and a blazing flame appeared on the tallest chess piece, and said with a smile: "The real hero is to work all the time, dry and crush the highest layer, so that everyone in this world is obedient!"

Murong Yunxi was in a daze, if this sentence was said by someone else, she would feel very naΓ―ve, like a child, but this sentence was said by Xin Zhuo, and it was suddenly very convincing.

The person in front of him will definitely be able to do it in the future.

……

The next day, there was rain, pouring down on the ten thousand palaces in the imperial city, and the air seemed to be a little clearer than before.

Xin Zhuo walked out of the palace gate under the service of Sanjingzi, and on the opposite side, the Emperor Ji Yu, the Emperor Ji Yong, the Prince Ji Kang, and a group of princes and nobles and generals had been waiting in the rain for a long time, but they all looked different and looked worried.

Not far away, Mr. Zhuge , Prophet Gou, Li Guangling and Xiao Huang Wensheng also walked out of the side hall.

"See Father/Grandfather ......"

"See the Holy Ancestor Emperor!"

The crowd saluted respectfully.

Xin Zhuo asked, "The army of the Seven Kingdoms is almost here?"

Everyone was shocked, Ji Yu immediately stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "Father and Emperor are discerning, he is really a person among the immortals, it is true, thousands of miles to rush to report, Song, Qi, and Beijing Three Kingdoms Alliance Army 1.28 million, Feng, Wei, Tang, Yi Four Nations Alliance Army 1.8 million, a total of more than 3 million, marching from the south and west, the forward has entered the Great Zhou, I am afraid that in ten days at most, I can meet my Great Zhou soldiers!"

"King!"

An old general with a scarred face, regardless of dignity and humility, strode forward, who can be called the king, must be the seed left by the Western Qin army back then, this person's voice was loud, and he hugged his fists and said: "Three million troops came to attack, it is really an unprecedented thing, but I am not afraid of the Great Zhou, the land of the Great Thursday War, these years not only have to fight with the countries, but also to guard against the barbarians in the East, the sons and daughters are all the elite of a hundred battles."

Moreover, after conscription, there are two million soldiers who can fight, including 800,000 old soldiers, just waiting for the king's order, and the sons and daughters immediately tore them apart! ”

"That's right, King! Just give the order! ”

Several more generals were in good armor and stepped forward to ask for help.

So many Western Qin veterans?

Xin Zhuo looked at Ji Yu in surprise.

Ji Yu said with a smile: "The Western Qin tribe of my father's father was wiped out under the leadership of the empress, and there was no enemy, which is obvious to all in the government and the opposition, so the generals used by the sons and ministers over the years are all descendants of the Western Qin!"

Xin Zhuo felt a little relieved in his heart, thought about it, looked at the generals, and said with a smile: "Since they are all veterans of Western Qin, they must know my method of commanding the army!"

The generals laughed and said, "Mark the next and remember it by heart!"

Xin Zhuo said: "Very good! For the generals, regardless of the gains and losses of a city, give you seven days to train the troops, don't care about the flood, seven days later, I will go to the school to order troops! ”

"Whoa!"

The cry shook the sky, giving a shot in the arm to the Great Zhou royal family and nobles who were originally worried.

After Ji Yu's father and son and a group of civil and military officers retreated, Xin Zhuo led Mr. Zhuge and Gou Xian to a casual pavilion and ordered Sanjingzi to fetch wine and food.

The wine is the imperial brew of the palace, and the dish is the stewed boiled of the imperial kitchen, a whole big pot.

Tasting wine and eating stew in the rain has a unique taste.

Xin Zhuo gnawed on a pig's trotter and asked, "Tell me, if you don't count the participation of martial arts sect masters, how sure are you that you will play seven on Monday?"

Li Guangling said with a smile: "If you personally lead the troops, you are 100% sure, I know you too well!"

Prophet Gou shook his head and said: "It's a pity that the doppelganger lacks skills, the Seven Nations Alliance, the soldiers are divided into two roads, and when the time comes, it will be more than a dozen roads or twenty roads, and at least two commanders who coordinate everything are needed.

Even if Brother Xin leads the way to win, the other side is smashed by Huanglong and killed in the imperial capital, isn't it nonsense? What kind of martial arts master are you waiting for, ordinary soldiers will wipe out the Great Zhou!

Eh, don't look at me, I can't. ”

Xin Zhuo had no choice but to ask, "How sure is Mr. Zhuge there?"

Mr. Zhuge blushed and chuckled: "On the art of soldiers, the old man has a lot of experience, the old man is handsome, I dare not say that I will win, but I will never lose!"

"Ready!"

Xin Zhuo said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuge will lead an army, and the group of Supreme Birdmen will press the formation for you, and I will go to their nest, and it will be the best to destroy it." Lao Gou, Lao Li and Xiao Huang, you keep an eye on the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Great Cave Heaven and the possible arrivals of the Great Qian Dynasty in the major holy lands to prevent them from being sneak attacked.

Knowing each other and knowing their confidants will not be defeated in a hundred battles, taking advantage of the masters of the major holy lands to deal with the ancient clan, let's have a good time with them. ”

Mr. Zhuge said worriedly: "The supreme birdman, that birdman, the realm is too high, I'm afraid I can't control it."

Xin Zhuo chuckled: "You can control it!" Feel relieved! ”

(End of chapter)