Yokogi Liren's eyebrows were raised, because he remembered something, and he was no longer as peaceful and joyful as before, and his face was distorted, and he was extremely angry, especially when he looked down.

The robe he wore was very wide, and when he looked down, he could see his chest very lightly.

Although he is the son of Haotian, he is still a mortal at least in the world, so there are two ** on his chest, but at this time, there seems to be one more ** - it is a black chess piece.

This black chess piece, deeply stuck in his flesh, made him feel disgusting.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

Yokogi Tatsuto roared, "I must kill you!"

His childish and slightly shrill voice kept echoing on the surface of the lake, and the temple cavalry and more than a dozen red-clothed priests beside him knelt down in horror, not daring to make any sound at all.

Ryuto Yokoki was really angry. He thought that he should have entered Chang'an City at this time, at least under Chang'an City, who would have thought that now...... He has strong subordinates, temple cavalry, and an army of 100,000, but he was stopped by the Tang people...... South of the Green Gorge!

It's that green gorge again.

Much like back then.

Yokoki Liren once sighed regretfully, Jun Mo broke his arm, he could no longer see the picture of one person guarding the Qingxia, and he also missed the opportunity to defeat the most powerful Jun Mo.

Now Jun Mo is in the Western Wilderness, Mr. Big is not there, Yu Curtain is not there, Chen Pipi is not there, and Ning Que is not there...... However, he was still stopped in the south of Qingxia!

On the fields in the north of Qinghe County, the Xiling Temple coalition army and the southern army of Tang Guozhen have been fighting for dozens of days, and both sides have their own victories and defeats.

Those sighs in the past, now seem to have become a slap in the face, every time Yokoki thinks of a sentence, he feels a spicy face, and then it hurts so much that he is about to go crazy!

"A few little ants in the Cave Realm...... Can you stop me?"

Yokoki Lito lowered his head, looking at the black chess piece, his slightly distorted eyebrows and eyes were full of disgust, and the voice came from between his teeth, and it was extremely cold.

He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, and the veil around him began to dance wildly, and the wind was raging, and the air on the lake was sucked into his chest.

His chest bulged slightly, and his robe rattled.

This time, he didn't cough.

A force that did not belong to the world came to the world and to his body.

I could only hear a muffled pop, and the black chess piece embedded in his chest instantly cracked into countless powders.

He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Qingxia, there was no love in his eyes, only killing intent.

His wounds are healed, so it's time for those people to die.

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Since the rebellion of Qinghe County, Qingxia has been a real country for Tang Guohe Academy, because the south has been completely returned to Daomen, and this is a place that must be defended.

A few years ago, the world invaded the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang State used the means that had been hidden for hundreds of years, Professor Huang He joined forces with the formation division of the imperial court, and at the expense of his own cultivation, he urged the large array in the Qingxia and directly buried countless enemy troops and strong men, and in the following years, the Tang State began to reopen the road in the Qingxia.

Sealing the Qingxia may make it easier to keep the enemy out of the country, but what the Tang people want to do more is to kill the Qingxia, defeat all the enemies, and regain the lost land.

It's just that before the coercion of the Xiling Temple coalition army, especially the threat of Hengmu Liren, the Zhennan Army and the Yulin Army, which are now guarding the throat of the southern Tang Kingdom, have not yet made arrangements to go south, and are silently guarding the depths of Qingxia, using terrain and distance as weapons to block those powerful enemies from Qingxia.

The dozens of consecutive battles made the Tang army a little tired, and the military stations hidden in the canyon also became quieter, only one military station was a little special, it was obviously late at night, but it was still very lively.

Someone is arguing.

"I've said before that when it comes to chess, I'm definitely the first person in the world, junior brother, how can you be my opponent? But you just refuse to admit defeat, and drag me to play for so many years, aren't you tired?"

"Senior brother, if you want to say something else, I'll put up with it, but I definitely won't bear this kind of thing, obviously I've played four hundred and ninety-two games of chess over the years, and I have won one more game than you, why am I not your opponent?"

"That game of chess is a triple robbery! How can I be counted as losing?"

"According to my rules since elementary school, that is, I win, and naturally you lose. ”

"Anyway, you're not as good as me on the chessboard. ”

"Why?"

"Just because Hengmu mistakenly broke into the chess array a few days ago, it was my black chess that hurt him in the end!

"If it weren't for my brilliant white chess, how could I trap him?"

"What about a few years ago, don't forget jì, Xiong Chumo also relied on me to block it in the end!"

"If it weren't for the third senior sister, you would have burped a long time ago!"

In the dim military station, Xu Jialun lowered his head and concentrated on decocting the medicine, as if he hadn't heard this conversation, listening to these people quarrel these days, he was really tired of listening to it.

Song Qian, the fifth senior brother of the academy, looked at the hard-mouthed eighth senior brother opposite, and he couldn't help himself with anger. Unexpectedly, two more angry voices came from the side.

Beigong Weiyang held his hand wrapped in gauze, as if to show off and demonstrate, and shouted: "If I hadn't blocked those temple cavalry, your broken formation would have been broken down a long time ago, where can you trap Hengmu?"

"And me, you can't forget me......" Ximen Bufu also raised his hand wrapped in gauze and reminded, then he looked at the fifth senior brother and the eighth senior brother, and said with a sneer: "Don't forget jì, we are here in Qingxia for the second time, in terms of rank, you are in front, in terms of merit, don't think about running ahead." ”

How could anyone listen to what he said, especially when he said it too bluntly, which immediately aroused the competitive spirit of the senior brothers, and for a while, the military station was full of spittle, swear words, and noisy.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, take medicine first. ”

Wang Zhi walked over and stopped the four of them from continuing to be naïve.

The lights were turned on a little brighter, so that it was clear that the four of them were now lying on the bed, covered in gauze, with the smell of medicine and blood everywhere, and they didn't know how many injuries they had suffered, but it was obvious that they had no strength to fight again.

After drinking the unpleasant herbs prepared by the senior brother, the room became much quieter. I don't know how long it took, Beigong Weiyang suddenly asked, "Eleven, can your poison stop Hengmu?"

It was quiet for a long time again.

Wang Zhi shook his head.

"I have never heard of a great cultivator who has exceeded the Five Realms being poisoned by medicine. ”

Song Qian's expression was a little light, and he looked down on life and death.

"Hengmu has already crossed the five realms, if it weren't for him to underestimate the enemy, the four of us would have joined forces to take advantage of the remaining formation in the Qingxia to make a shadow, and no one would be able to stop him. ”

The atmosphere in the room has become a lot more depressing, the previous liveliness, the liveliness these days, all come from pride, they are very proud, a great cultivator like Hengmu who has crossed the Five Realms has also been defeated in his own hands...... However, the other party's injuries will always be healed, what to do next?

The pattern of the war has long since changed, and it is impossible for Hengmu to step into the same two rivers, who can stop such a strong man? If not, how can the Tang State defend this country?

Wang Zhi suddenly whispered: "Count it...... Things to the north should be over. ”

Ximen frowned and said, "Although Senior Sister originally planned like this, ...... How powerful is the Golden Horde, and how can it be defeated in such a short time? ”

"I don't care. ”

Beigong Weiyang was a little annoyed, and said: "Four useless cripples, plus Eleven, a nymphomaniac, and a fart! If Ning Que doesn't come again, I don't care." ”

Wang Zhi was a little displeased and said: "The is a woman, senior brother, don't talk nonsense." ”

Simon was a little displeased, and said, "How can you throw everything to the little junior brother?"

Beigong Weiyang put the quilt on his head, and said in a humming voice: "I want to throw it to Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister, but they have to come! Anyway, I can't beat Hengmu Naya!"

The oil lamp became dim again, because of this sentence.

In that Qingxia ambush, the four disciples of the academy used all their means, and also borrowed the formation left by the former sages, and took all the advantages, but in the end, they could only hurt Hengmu, and they were seriously injured.

If Hengmu didn't underestimate the enemy, if there were no conditions, they couldn't think of any way to defeat each other, every time they thought about it, then when Hengmu relied on that majestic power to forcibly break out of the formation, they would be silent, and then vigilant and awe-inspiring, until they were uneasy and palpitating.

Xu Jialun finished the second round of medicine, walked to the bedside, and gently pulled the corner of his quilt - the little scholar back then has now become a real teenager, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Beigong Weiyang lifted the quilt, a little annoyed, and said, "What's the use of drinking medicine every day?"

"If you don't drink medicine, is it useful?"

Xu Jialun looked at him and said very seriously: "The young master said that if it is useless to do anything, then do you do it or do it? Of course, you still have to do it, because it is only possible to do it, and it is impossible not to do it." ”

The room suddenly became quiet.

The atmosphere that was suppressed and even a little desperate before was suddenly diluted a lot by this sentence.

Beigong Weiyang, with the support of Wang Zhi, sat up with difficulty, took the medicine bowl, and drank it in a big gulp, and Song Qian and the other three also drank the medicine at the fastest speed.

They will restore as much as they can.

Even if you can't beat the crossbar, you have more strength, so that the opponent will have more effort.

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In the early morning, the mist gradually cleared, and the morning light sprinkled on the green gorge.

A ride came from the north.

In the quiet canyon, the sound of hooves is unusually clear.

The Tang army, who was on duty late at night, leaned out from behind the seemingly simple but actually solid cliff arrow battlements, and drew their bows without vigilance to be shot, because they could see clearly that the riders were coming from the north.

The rider was black, and the man was also dressed in black.

It was Ning Que and the big dark horse.

Ning Que's black academy uniform was full of wind and dust, and the fat that the big black horse had raised in the mud pond for several years quickly disappeared without a trace in the thousands of miles of travel, and now he looked extremely elite and tired.

From Weicheng to Qingxia, thousands of miles away, he and the big black horse have never really rested, sleepless day and night, only when passing by Yang Erxi's house, drank a pot of big ballast porridge and took a nap.

With the passage of time, the academy has long ceased to be a mysterious place to connect the inside and outside of the world, after the propaganda of the imperial court and the narration of people with big mouths like Beigong in the military camp, Ning Que's image and his weapons and mounts are all the content that the Tang people are talking about, at this time, looking at the obviously extraordinary big black horse in the canyon, looking at the iron arrow and iron knife on his body, someone soon guessed his identity, and then spread quickly.

On both sides of the verdant canyon, behind the arrow stacks of the hidden soldiers, more and more Tang troops stood up and looked at Ning Que who was heading south in the canyon, and some people got up in a hurry, rubbing their eyes and yawning.

Mr. Thirteen has finally arrived.

On the steep cliff, the discussion of the Tang army gradually converged in one place, turning into excited cheers, and tens of thousands of Yulin troops and Zhennan troops along the way cheered sincerely, and there were also bold soldiers who greeted loudly.

Ning Que looked up at both sides of the canyon, smiled and waved his hand to say hello. As a result, the cheers and cheers in the Qingxia suddenly became louder, as if they were about to break through the early morning sky and shake the divine kingdom of Haotian over.

Finally arrived at the Qingxia exit.

Ning Que lifted the reins, and the big black horse stopped its advancing hooves.

Qingxia is gathered here into a crack several zhang wide, looking out from the gorge, it is the fertile field in the north of Qinghe County, it is late spring and early summer, as far as the eye can see, it is deep green.

There are many old and fresh traces of war inside and outside the canyon, there are many black blood stains, there are broken arrows, and the dense cluster of arrow scratches on those bare stone walls show the fierceness of the battle.

This is the national gate of the Tang Dynasty, the war a few years ago, this year's war, the battlefield that determines the safety of Chang'an City, has always been here, in this green gorge.

Ning Que had been in and out of Qingxia several times, and now he is coming again.

He stood in the gorge, looking out of the gorge, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know when, Wang Jingluo appeared beside him and looked south with him, his expression was very solemn, and the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed.

"Be sure to kill Yokogi. ”

Ning Que was silent for a moment, and then said, "Of course. ”

After being expelled from Chang'an by Master Yan Se and following Xu Shi in the army, Wang Jingluo lost a lot of weight, and now he is even thinner, looking like a dead branch, which makes Ning Que a little surprised.

"You have broken the threshold of knowing your fate, why is that?"

Wang Jing thought slightly about the massacre in Qinghe County that night, and thought of the brave young men of the Zhumen Lords that he had worked so hard to gather, but before they could ripen, they became fruits that fell from the branches, and his face became a little ugly, and he said: "Grief makes people mature, but it also makes people afraid. ”

Ning Que turned sideways, looked at him and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"Yes. Wang Jingluo was silent for a moment, and said: "You haven't faced Hengmu, I don't know how strong he is, I know, so I'm scared." ”

Ning Que looked at the south again, and said with a smile: "And you want me to kill him?"

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(I've been working hard lately, so I'll report the reason for the hard work in a few days.) The body is very good, purely for work reasons, the butt is sitting painfully, the afternoon massage is not very cool, and my wife will come over next week to beat me or it will be much more comfortable, wahahaha, I'm so cheap, whoever doesn't accept it will come and beat me!) (To be continued.) )