Chapter 125: The Historical Tales of the Old Man of You Quyue, Jing Zhining Makes the King Die (5)

Murong Yunyao snorted coldly, "Stinky food, deal with those Qu Yue soldiers with peace of mind, if one of them dares to come over and disturb this girl, this girl will ask you!" ”

"Okay, don't worry, this young man!" Wan Jianfeng said as he smashed the handsome stick in his hand, dancing like flying, and knocked down more than a dozen officers and soldiers in an instant. Although these Qu Yue soldiers were not good in martial arts, they were very brave, and when they saw many of their comrades being knocked to the ground, not only did they not feel fear, but on the contrary, they aroused their fighting spirit, and they were even more fearless of death, and rushed towards Wan Jianfeng.

Li Huan saw that his soldiers had no intention of retreating, how could he stop like this. The copper lance in his hand danced wildly, the strong wind tore through the air, and the murderous aura stirred the sky, the lance was enough to kill, and there was no waste move.

The sword body is short and light, and there is no advantage in fighting with a long and heavy copper lance, not to mention that the sword in Murong Yunyao's hand is just an ordinary soldier wearing a sword, which is very different from a peerless sword, no matter what kind of wonderful tricks he uses, he can only be able to maintain undefeated, and there is no chance of victory.

Li Huan saw that Murong Yunyao didn't dare to fight with him, so he suddenly became confident, and the lance hit the sword body. Li Huan's copper lance was extremely heavy, but he was able to use it with ease, and he did not feel weak because of the heaviness, but the faster he fought.

The long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand was gradually restricted by the copper lance, not only was it difficult to use the trick of opening and closing, even if it was a delicate sword move, he had to always worry about whether the sword body would collide with the copper lance, so as not to break the sword and kill people.

Li Huan saw that Murong Yunyao had lost the momentum of his talents, and his moves were cautious to the point that they were almost powerless, and he was very happy in his heart. Murong Yunyao became more and more worried, not only worried that the long sword would be discounted, but also depressed because the sword moves could not be displayed heartily.

The two of them fought another twenty or thirty moves in the blink of an eye, and Murong Yunyao couldn't support it at all. She only felt that her whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the lance, and the strong wind brought by the copper lance whistled by her side wantonly, and even though she had all her strength, she could no longer exert it.

"Dang!" The long sword in Murong Yunyao's hand couldn't hold back, and finally hit the copper lance, and was immediately beaten into four or five sections by the copper lance, and his tiger mouth also felt unprecedentedly sour, and the blood flowed down the palm of his hand, dripping on the blood-stained ground.

Li Huan laughed loudly, and when Murong Yunyao's mouth was numb, he slapped her the back of the head. Murong Yunyao snorted, immediately fainted, and slowly fell to the ground. Seeing this, Wan Jianfeng couldn't care that he was not Li Huan's opponent, and knocked down a dozen Qu Yue soldiers around him with a few sticks, and rushed over like crazy.

Wan Jianfeng rushed to Murong Yunyao's body and protected her behind him, "The surname Li, if you want to kill, kill Ben Shaoxia, don't touch a single hair of the little witch, otherwise Ben Shaoxia will never be spared even if he turns into a powerful ghost after he dies!" ”

Li Huan sneered: "Who do you think you are worthy of blackmailing me?" ”

Wan Jianfeng's eyes rolled, he restrained his anger, and whispered in Li Huan's ear: "General Li, now that this young man has told you, there are some things, it's not too late to make a decision after you hear it." ”

Li Huan was somewhat surprised and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Wan Jianfeng smiled and said, "The general is right, we are the spies sent by the Great Song Dynasty, and the Great Song Dynasty sent us to deal with you specifically." I heard that you are strong in martial arts, and it is definitely not possible to fight hard with you, so this young man had an idea, and on the way we came, as long as I saw you Qu Yue people, I told them that you were going to rebel, and many Qu Yue people believed it. Ben Shaoxia doesn't read much, but he still understands the truth of drowning people by spitting stars. ”

Li Huan's whole body trembled suddenly, and a panic broke out in his eyes, "You dare to make rumors about this general, it seems that you are impatient!" He said that he grabbed Wan Jianfeng's collar with one hand, and picked up the copper lance with the other hand to end Wan Jianfeng's life.

Wan Jianfeng was not in a hurry, but said proudly: "General Li, this young man has long been guarding against you, I can tell those Qu Yue people, if they can't see me again, they must be killed by you." If you do kill me, no one will ever believe you again. Although Ben Shaoxia is dead, you are bound to be spurned by the people of Qu Yue, and the life of a small person like me is exchanged for the life of a famous general like you, this is a good deal! ”

The copper lance in Li Huan's hand was already raised high, but after listening to Wan Jianfeng's words, he couldn't fall down no matter what. After a while, he said: "You go and clarify this matter for General Ben, otherwise General Ben wants your head!" ”

Wan Jianfeng saw that Li Huan had been controlled by himself, and he was very proud to use his words to give back to others, and said: "Li Huan, who do you think you are, and you are worthy of blackmailing me?" ”

Li Huan glared at Wan Jianfeng angrily, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, "You damn Song State spy, you still want to use this kind of unwarranted thing to talk to General Ben about what conditions can't be achieved?" ”

Wan Jianfeng nodded, "That's right, there are not many conditions for this young man, and there are only three." After he finished speaking, he raised three fingers and shook them in front of Li Huan.

The anger in Li Huan's chest had reached his head, and his face was flushed at this time, "Which three?" ”

Wan Jianfeng said unhurriedly: "First, you let go of this little witch first, second, you are not allowed to have the idea of killing us again, and third, this young man likes you Qu Yue very much, and plans to go to the imperial capital Hualu to play for a few days, if you promise me these three things, this young man will go to those people to explain, and return your innocence, otherwise it will be a big deal for us to finish playing together." ”

"I've never seen anyone as brazen as you!" Li Huan clenched his steel teeth, and said helplessly after a long time: "Okay, I'm a dignified Ten Dao general, but I don't want to exchange my life with a country folk like you." ”

Wan Jianfeng smiled, "That's right, when are we leaving?" ”

Li Huan let go of Wan Jianfeng, turned over on the horse's back, "Let's go now!" ”

"Okay!" Wan Jianfeng said as he twisted a line of small characters on the ground with his foot. Li Huan didn't care about his movements, waved his hand and led the soldiers, and set out on the way home satisfied. After Wan Jianfeng finished writing, he also left with these people.

After everyone left for a long time, Murong Yunyao woke up slowly, supported his extremely tired body, and sat up from the ground. She looked around, and saw that in addition to countless corpses, there were only a few lost swords left on the ground, and the ground was covered with crimson blood.

"Stinky food, where are you!" Murong Yunyao shouted with a crying voice. Seeing that there was no Wan Jianfeng around, she couldn't help but stand up anxiously, and staggered through the corpse mountain. She didn't believe that Wan Jianfeng died like this, but if Wan Jianfeng didn't die, why did he disappear?

Murong Yunyao searched for a long time before he saw a line of small characters left by Wan Jianfeng on the ground. Wan Jianfeng was not very literate, let alone written by foot in a hurry, which was not only mixed with typos, but also very illegible.

This was the only trace left by Wan Jianfeng, and Murong Yunyao could only squat down and patiently identify it. After watching it for a long time, she muttered: "I went to Hualu with Li Huan, it should be safe for the time being, you go to Yongzhou to move troops, or we will both finish playing." ”

Murong Yunyao couldn't help but be surprised, she knew that Wan Jianfeng's trip had undoubtedly entered the Longtan Tiger's Den, which made Murong Yunyao feel more worried and anxious than Li Huan wanting to kill him. She hurriedly stood up, didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly rushed to Yongzhou.

The quiet time under the tree, the scene of the idle years has been completely replaced by misery and desolation, the old people under the tree have become a skeleton with no one to bury, and the two young people who listen to the story have also run thousands of miles for each other. Only the gentle breeze and bright sunshine are still the same......

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