Looking at Gongsun Pu, who was hit hard by a sword, Cheng Chan's heart was already cold, and even the last glimmer of hope was shattered, is he going to die here?

"Yang Hujun, you can take back my head, but before that, there is a question that I want to know the answer to." Cheng Cheng pushed away Fan Yuzhi, who was blocking in front of him, and walked towards Yang Mingdao.

"What do you want to know?" Yang Ming asked.

"What is your relationship with Empress Dowager Zhao?" Cheng asked in a low voice.

In the text, he arranged Yang Ming as Zhao Ji's son, just a move, if it was to make the court suspicious of the relationship between Yang Ming and Zhao Ji, it could be regarded as a gain, if not, there was nothing to lose, but Yang Ming's reaction was far beyond his imagination.

Yang Ming actually chased and killed him all the way for four hundred miles just because of this incident.

Cheng Chan didn't know how Yang Ming was chasing after him, but between Fang Cai's words, he knew that the reason should be in that article.

"I'm her man." Yang Ming's lips and teeth moved lightly, and a wisp of voice appeared in Cheng Ming's ears.

"Huh?" Cheng Chan's eyes widened instantly, the impact of what Yang Ming said on him was so great that the nerves in his whole body couldn't even react in an instant.

What does it mean to say 'I'm her man'?

In the next moment, Cheng Chan reacted, and then laughed: "Good, good, good, so it is, so it is, so it is, so it is, so it is, very good, very good." ”

"There is such a wonderful thing in the world." Cheng Chan laughed, and even burst into tears.

"My good brother, do you think of it? Hey, hey, ha! Cheng Chan greets your uncle, you have to live well, uncle, but you have to take care of me, my dear brother Wang. As Cheng Chan spoke, he greeted Yang Ming playfully, and then the horizontal sword touched his neck, and with the blood gushing out, although there is Chang'an in the world, there is no Chang'an Jun.

Fan Yuzhi looked at Cheng Chan who was killing himself with a horizontal sword, his face was already gray, Cheng Chan was dead, his pursuit had no value, and his life was about to come to an end.

"You don't have to rush to die, bury him first." Yang Ming waved his palm to open a deep pit in the mountain stream, and said to Fan Yu, who was about to draw his sword and kill himself.

"Aren't you going to take Chang Anjun's head back?" Fan Yuzhi's palm, which was crossed by the sword, was stunned, and he said in extreme surprise.

"Is it fun to have heads? If the blood is mushy, since the man is dead, let him go to the ground for peace. "Let Yang Ming go back with a head that learns to huhu, he doesn't have such a hobby.

"Thank you." Fan Yuzhi heard this, bowed down and thanked him.

When a person dies, he can be buried in the ground, which is already a great luck for the current Cheng Chan, and Yang Ming's move can be said to be the last face of Cheng Chan, the king of Chang'an.

Fan Yuzhi immediately picked up the corpse of Cheng Chan, put it into a deep pit, and used his hands as tools to pile up a small grave for Cheng Chan.

On the other side, when he saw his friend Gongsun Pu being hit hard by Yang Ming's sword and falling to the ground, Kuang Xiu did not escape, but took the initiative to dedicate himself to Yang Ming.

"Zhao Guokuangxiu has seen Yang Hujun." Carrying Yaoqin's scarlet archway.

"You are very affectionate, and you don't think about running away at this time." Yang Ming looked at Kuang Xiu, the number one in the Zhao country, and even the number one pianist in the world.

"My friend is here, how can I run away alone." Kuang Xiu replied.

"Are you going to die with him?" Yang Ming said solemnly, although the inexplicable appearance of absent cultivation and this famous master did not necessarily bring any trouble to Yang Ming, but this kind of behavior still made Yang Ming very unhappy.

"Before Yang Hujun made a move, Kuang Xiu had something to entrust, and asked Yang Hujun to agree." Absenteeism.

"Are your luthiers' heads so interesting? I'm going to kill you, and you still have something to ask me for? Yang Ming pointed to his forehead and said.

"Yang Hujun can let Chang'an Jun get the whole body and enter the ground for peace, I think it must be a gentleman's style, and I ask for this matter, Yang Hujun should also agree." Kuang Xiu said without humility or arrogance.

A person who has learned the rhythm of music and cultivation is indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people in terms of thinking, and it is difficult to describe what kind of existence such a person is, whether he is stupid or sincere, and who sees it completely.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked, a person like Kuang Xiu couldn't help but make him a little curious, after all, a person like Kuang Xiu who seems to be roundabout, but is actually sincere to the limit, but the unique characteristics of this era, in the subsequent time and space, are almost extinct.

"I have a volume of piano score called Alpine Flowing Water, which is passed down by the ancestor, although my life is not important, but I can't let the inheritance of Alpine Flowing Water be cut off, and become a regret for the ages, and I also ask Yang Hujun to find an opportunity in the future to give this volume of Alpine Flowing Water to Yanren Gao Gradually." Kuang Xiu said as he took out a roll of bamboo slips from the sleeve of his robe.

"Mountains and rivers really can't be a sound for eternity." Yang Ming took a picture of the bamboo slips, looking at the piano score that might be the whole world for this volume, but on its body, he heard a familiar name again.

"Please also ask Yang Hujun to hand it over to Yan Ren Gao and leave." Kuang Xiu bowed down again and asked.

"Yan Guo? I'll go, but unfortunately not now. Yang Ming groaned.

"Yang Hujun?" Kuang Xiu was stunned.

"I accepted this sheet music, as for you, there are not many people in the world who are so interesting, although it is easy for me to pick your head, but it is not so easy to make such a head grow in this world, it will inevitably make this world a little less brilliant." Yang Ming looked at Kuang Xiudao.

Kuang Xiu's existence that almost took the way of music and rhythm to the limit can be regarded as a wealth of the Seven Kingdoms, and for Yang Ming, he really has no threat, thinking of the wisp of piano sound that he heard just now, Yang Ming can't let him go.

As for Gongsun Pu, Yang Ming is still very interested in the body of the famous artist, taken from the body of the change of artistic conception of the famous family, the ability to convert between the virtual and the real, is definitely the top three body methods in the world, Yang Ming and the salamander created a superficial version of the doppelganger Demon Shadow, in front of the famous body is still far behind.

In particular, on top of the master's body technique, Yang Ming also saw another kind of martial arts that could be surpassed, that kind of martial arts, although it does not exist in this world, it is not impossible to appear in this world in the future.

Kuang Xiu looked at Yang Ming, Rao is he had already put life and death aside, and he couldn't help but be surprised at this time, if he could live, who would want to die? It's not that he's not afraid of death, it's not that he's not greedy for life, he just cares more about things than life.

"What about Brother Gongsun?" Kuang Xiu tentatively said that Gongsun Pu was his best friend, and no matter what, he couldn't leave him behind.

It was only Yang Ming's departing back that responded to the absenteeism, and at the moment of passing by Fan Yuzhi, a palm print was split, and Fan Yuzhi's body fell in front of Cheng Yuzhi's small grave.

Kuang Xiu looked at Yang Ming's back, the person who let him and Gongsun Pu go, it seemed that he was not Yang Ming at all, in the moment of Fang Cai, Kuang Xiu even thought that Yang Ming was a chivalrous warrior, but the palm that did not hesitate to kill Fan Yuzhi made Kuang Xiu realize that Yang Ming was still the left chief of the Qin State who was decisive in killing.

"Brother Gongsun? Brother Gongsun? Seeing that Yang Ming had left, Kuang Xiu didn't think about it, and now he was more concerned about the situation of his friend Gongsun Pu.

"Alas, lighter, lighter, it hurts." Gongsun Pu, who was held in his arms by Kuang Xiu in a very strange posture, pulled out his cheeks, making the sword marks that parted in the middle of his face obviously more hideous.

"Brother Gongsun, how are you?" Kuang Xiu asked, Gongsun Pu's current situation didn't look like he was going to die.

"Almost, almost, if he makes up for another sword, my life will be gone, but it's a pity that I have such a handsome face." Gongsun Pu touched his forehead and nose, although the sword marks there were not deep, they would inevitably leave scars, so to speak, he was already disfigured.

"Do you still care about that?" Kuang Xiu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Are people gone?" Gongsun Pu asked.

"It's gone."

"Phew, it seems that this life has been saved." Gongsun Pu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Ming's sword directly broke his strongest body, and at that moment, he knew that Yang Ming wanted to kill himself, and he didn't even need to use the third sword, thinking of the despair at that time, Gongsun Pu had a feeling of the rest of his life.

"Li Mu mistook me." Gongsun Pu barely stood up with the support of Kuang Xiu, only to feel a faint pain in his crotch, fortunately, the sword mark stopped in the lower abdomen, otherwise it would have been cut there, but it would really not be like this.

The reason why Gongsun Pu helped Cheng Cheng was not like a farmer at all, he was entrusted by others, he was purely because he felt that he could save people in Yang Ming's hands, after all, the body of the famous family is among the top three in the hundred, and saving people and escaping is what they are best at.

Besides, the people that the Qin State wants to hunt down and kill, the Zhao people will save them, isn't this a matter of course?

Moreover, in Li Mu, he had heard of Yang Ming, and he also knew Yang Ming's later achievements, but he still knew too little after all.

"Your life-threatening mountain and water?" Gongsun Pu looked at his friend, he knew very well the importance of the mountains and flowing water to Shi Kuang, but now, the mountains and flowing water fell into Yang Ming's hands.

"The mountains and rivers have always been in my head, as for the mountains and rivers, I think no one should be able to snatch them from him, as for whether he gives the mountains and rivers to others, in fact, for me, it is not that important, if someone can play the mountains and rivers, I will not have another bosom friend in this world." Absenteeism and open-mindedness.

"I'm more afraid of its loss than the mountains and flowing water."

"Don't talk about it yet, there's still a corpse, bury someone." Gongsun Pu looked at the corpse not far away.