A round of red sun erupted, and the gray before dawn suddenly turned into a morning glow.

For several days, Chu Liufeng couldn't sleep all night.

"Die before you get out of the school, and the hero will be full of tears!" In his heart, he kept repeating this poem.

Unpaid ambition is the tragic song of every hero with the feelings of his family and country!

Chu Liufeng is not afraid of life and death, so he is locked in an iron cage, it is better to kill him.

The cannon sound under the mountain rang out earth-shatteringly, and the smoke and dust obscured the beautiful morning glow, did the war begin?

It must be the 100,000 iron horsemen of the gold lord Nurhachi who have arrived, and the Jin people are besieging the city with heavy troops, can Ning Yuan still hold it?

The more Chu Liufeng thought about it, the more impatient he became, and in a hurry, he waved his palm and struck at the iron net that was almost the thickness of his wrist.

Zuo Qiankun saw that the big tree outside was broken, and the soil under the tree was also splashed, and his heart couldn't help but move.

"Let's try digging through the tunnels and see if we can get out from underneath."

Chu Liufeng grabbed a few branches from outside the iron net, and the two of them dug down hard.

After a while, he dug two or three feet deep, and then dug another half a foot, and he couldn't dig anymore, Zuo Qiankun pointed to the black iron network in the soil:

"The bottom is also connected to the outside, no wonder the old wizard said that his is a net of heaven and earth, it seems that it is difficult for us to get out of this net."

Chu Liufeng was disheartened and sat on the ground.

The sky had gradually darkened, and the sound of artillery fire under the mountain had been sparse since the afternoon, and the two of them felt a little comfort.

At this time, there was a sound of birdsong in the air, and a big golden bird hovered in the air, and on the back of the big golden bird, it seemed that there was still a person sitting, looking for something below.

"I'm here, I'm here, Jin Jiao! Long Jinjiao! ”

Zuo Qiankun had already jumped up and shouted loudly.

"This is Brother Kulun, the golden eagle of the Yang Gate Lord is looking for us, it must be the Yang Gate Lord who has arrived in Ningyuan, and we have been saved."

Zuo Qiankun grabbed Chu Liufeng's hand again and said happily.

The golden eagle had spotted the two and swooped down to the ground.

"This is the meteor sword brought by the door master, the door master said, with the internal force of the flowing wind boy and this meteor sword, he will definitely be able to break this Tiangang net."

Long Jinjiao and the golden eagle stood outside the iron net, and handed over a short sword through the crack in the iron net.

Chu Liufeng took the Meteor Sword, the short sword was very short, but it was very heavy.

Zuo Qiankun said with a smile: "This is one of the treasures of the Yang Sect Lord, the Meteor Sword, which is made of 10,000-year-old black iron in Kunlun Mountain, and it can be said to be the sharpest artifact in the world, you can give it a try." ”

Chu Liufeng was lucky enough to achieve ten true strength, raised the meteor sword and swung it towards the Tiangang Earth Net, a crisp clicking sound sounded, and the Tiangang Earth Net, which was almost the thickness of the bowl, was cut.

The golden eagle jumped over and excitedly grabbed the corners of Chu Liufeng's clothes with his mouth, very intimate.

"I arrived in Ningyuan City with the Lord of the Yang Gate the day before yesterday, and last night the Lord of the Yang Gate visited the Jin Ren camp at night, knowing that you were trapped by the old shaman of the Shamanism, and I and the Golden Eagle have been looking for a day, but fortunately, we have found you.

This will be the Yang Gate Lord is still in the Jin camp, he is going to negotiate with the Jin Lord Nurhachi. ”

Chu Liufeng was shocked, Nurhachi's army had really arrived, Wanyan Hongjin must be in the army, and Yang Kunlun, the master of the Shenyi Sect, went deep into the tiger's den alone, what kind of courage was this! How confident!

"Jin Jiao, you and Brother Kulun are hiding in the middle of the mountain and waiting to be answered, and I will go to the Jin camp with the Flowing Wind Boy, and we will come to meet the Lord of Yangmen after receiving it."

Zuo Qiankun said at this time.

"Before I came, the Lord of the Yang Gate explained that if we find you, let us go back to Ningyuan City quickly, and don't let you go into danger again, the Jin people will not do anything to him, even if the Jin people turn their faces, the Yang Gate Lord has his own way to get out."

Before Long Jinjiao finished speaking, Zuo Qiankun and Chu Liufeng were already more than ten feet away.

"No matter how much it is, you stay here first."

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Taking advantage of the night, Chu Liufeng Zuo Qiankun touched into the camp of the Jin soldiers, the camp tent in the night was lined up in several columns horizontally and vertically, and there was no end in sight, and on the road in the middle of the camp tent, there were cavalry on night patrol running by every once in a while.

The two searched in the dark for a long time, but they did not find Nurhachi's big tent, all the tents were almost out, and the soldiers should have slept.

Zuo Qiankun thought about catching a golden soldier and asked, but he was afraid that he would startle the snake and give up, at this time, Chu Liufeng saw that there seemed to be some lights half a mile away, and the two of them ran towards the place where the lights were lit.

I didn't see it until I got closer.

A high platform was erected, there were three tents on the high platform, there were smaller tents on both sides, and a tent in the center was extremely large, and the lights in the big tent were bright, and there were bursts of voices from time to time.

Around the high platform and outside the tent were all sturdy golden soldiers, Chu Liufeng knew that this must be Nurhachi's Chinese army tent, and the Yangmen Lord should be here.

The two went around to the back, first went to the top of a tent next to the big tent, and took advantage of the fact that the golden soldiers around the big tent turned their backs to look elsewhere, and the two jumped on a huge pole supporting the tent in the middle.

There are four tables in the big tent of the Chinese army, and each table is steaming roasted whole sheep, roast suckling pig, roasted sea cucumber with green onions, stewed bird's nest and several other dishes outside the border.

Sitting in the center was the old Khan King Nurhachi, who had seen him in the Shengjing Imperial Palace, and behind Nurhachi stood Timoshenke and the old monster of the black water, Suo Wuchang, who was listening to the people in the tent with a focused expression.

Nurhachi was sitting on the left side of the Jinqing gang leader Wanyan Hongjin, and there were two tables opposite, one table was Wusuhai, the junior brother of Changbai Zhenren, and behind Wusuhai stood the Wudang swordsman Zhuo Qingliu, and there was no old shamanic wizard Sa Duyi in the big tent.

Facing a table in Nurhachi, there was a man sitting upright, dressed like a mountain, dressed in white, with a frosty face, and eyes like electricity, and his appearance looked very similar to Yangxi Zhenzhuoma Yangjin.

Chu Liufeng knew that this must be the world-famous Divine Clothes Sect Master Yang Kunlun.

At this time, Nurhachi raised his glass and said:

"Although the two countries have met each other, Grandmaster Yang is a guest from afar, I have been outside the border for many years, and I have also heard Mr. Yang's name for a long time, although I have not met, but we have been friends for a long time, let's have another drink."

Yang Kunlun on the opposite side looked indifferent, and drank it all.

"There is some truth in what Grandmaster Yang said just now, after all, each person is his master, I have had countless grievances and hatreds with you Daming over the years, from Li Chengliang to Li Rusong, to Sun Chengzong and Yuan Chonghuan who is now opposite Ningyuan City, some of us were originally friends, and then became enemies, and some were enemies, but now they have become friends.

It can be seen that life is too variable, and sometimes I feel incomprehensible, and if I go down, I can't say that one day, Grandmaster Yang will become my friend again. ”

After Nurhachi finished speaking, he looked at Yang Kunlun and Wanyan Hongjin, and laughed loudly.

Everyone was staring at Yang Kunlun to see how he reacted.

Yang Kunlun's face was expressionless, and he replied lightly:

"It's not that there are too many variables in life, it's that your old Khan Wang's lust for profit is getting bigger and bigger, so that today's army is more than 100,000 and hits Ningyuan City.

Forgetting one's roots is the most terrible thing.

As for me Yang Kunlun personally, I will never be your friend.

You are ungrateful, seize the land of my Ming Dynasty and Liaodong, kill hundreds of thousands of my Ming Dynasty soldiers, and cause hundreds of people in Liaodong and Liaoxi to be ruined and displaced, you can only be my eternal enemy of Yang Kunlun. ”

Yang Kunlun said, the wine glass in his hand was already sparse.

After Yan Hongjin stood up and was about to have a seizure, Nurhachi waved his hand, his face was blue and white for a while, and he said for a long time:

"Grandmaster Yang has a Dan heart, I appreciate it very much, but since ancient times, dynasties have changed, and virtuous people live in it, like Fan Wencheng, a talented man among your Han people, hasn't he already surrendered to me, Fan Wencheng is still the seventeenth grandson of Fan Zhongyan, the Ming Dynasty of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Zhuo Qingliu, the Wudang swordsman here, such a hero also submitted to us very early, until the whole world surrendered, I can imagine that day. ”

Yang Kunlun shouted when he heard this: "Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, who betray the country and seek glory, the faces of their ancestors have been lost by their soft bones." ”

After speaking, the chopsticks in his hand shot out one after another, and flew straight to Zhuo Qingliu, who was standing behind Wu Suhai.

Yang Kunlun hated Zhuo Qingliu for betraying the country to seek glory, and was afraid that Yan Hongjin or Wusuhai would rescue Zhuo Qingliu, so he shot two chopsticks at Zhuo Qingliu successively.

Sure enough, as soon as the first chopsticks flew out, the wine glass in Wan Yan Hongjin's hand had already reached the front of the first chopsticks.

At this time, the second chopsticks sent by Yang Kunlun also reached Zhuo Qingliu's chest.

Zhuo Qingliu was shocked, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the chopsticks, but the strength of Yang Kunlun's chopsticks was stronger than the first chopstick, and the chopsticks had already been inserted into Zhuo Qingliu's left chest, and suddenly a strong force hit the chopsticks from the bottom up.

The chopsticks weakened a little, and the heart entered Zhuo Qingliu's body from the outside of the left chest, and Zhuo Qingliu fell down with a scream.

It wasn't for Wu Suhai who made a move and helped Zhuo Qingliu buffer most of the strength of the second chopsticks, Zhuo Qingliu should have gone to another world at this time.

Wanyan Hongjin saw it in his eyes and knew that Yang Kunlun's skill was not under the Shenzhou Sanqi, and the master of the Heart Dao Divine Clothes Sect was already the number one master of the Ming Dynasty under the prestige.

Seeing that before he finished speaking, Yang Kunlun shot in front of him to hurt people, Nurha's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but say angrily:

"It's a shame that you're a generation of grandmasters, and you have a lot of energy."

At this time, Wanyan Hongjin raised his left and right hands and hit the sky above the tent respectively, it was the knife and fork used to cut meat on the table, the knife and fork pierced the tent and attacked Chu Liufeng and Zuo Qiankun on the giant pole.

Seeing that the knife was extremely fast, Chu Liufeng hurriedly used his true strength to jump down, Rao is Chu Liufeng reacted quickly, or was he cut his clothes by Wanyan Hongjin's knife and scratched his left arm.

Zuo Qiankun over there was much more miserable, the fork passed through the back of his calf, a large piece of flesh splashed out, the blood and flesh on the leg were blurred, almost hurting the bones, and the person pierced through the tent from the giant pole and fell directly into the big tent.

At this time, Wanyan Hongjin picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile to Nurhachi: "Don't be angry, don't be rude." ”

Only then did Nurhachi turn his anger into joy and laugh.

Yang Kunlun pulled Zuo Qiankun and sat beside him, handed over a few strips of cloth, Zuo Qiankun wrapped around the wound, bowed his head and said nothing.

Seeing that only Zuo Qiankun fell into the big tent, Wanyan Hongjin shouted outside the tent: "Where is there another thief, please come out." ”

At this time, Chu Liufeng had already pushed open the curtain of the big tent and entered it proudly.

Chu Liufeng walked in front of Yang Kunlun first, and gave a deep salute and said:

"Chu Liufeng has seen Grandmaster Yang, Grandmaster Yang entered the tiger's den alone, and he was arrogant, and the younger generations should be as always, take Grandmaster Yang as a model, be loyal to the country, and die."

Yang Kunlun owed slightly, looked at Chu Liufeng with a smile and said:

"It seems that your internal injuries have healed, and Dolma is still thinking about your injuries."

Chu Liufeng bowed again and said, "Thank you seniors and Sister Zhuoma for your concern." ”

After greeting Heyang Kunlun, Chu Liufeng turned around and came to Nurhachi.

"Old Khan King, don't come unharmed, Chu Liufeng is polite, you led the troops to Ningyuan in the year of the sixtieth year, the sword on the battlefield does not have eyes, please be more careful."

Nurha stood up angrily, smashed the wine glass in his hand and shouted:

"The kid is rude, the kid is rude."

Wu Suhai next to him couldn't hold back any longer, got up and struck Chu Liufeng, Chu Liufeng didn't turn around, pushed over with his left hand, Wu Suhai shook twice under Chu Liufeng's divine power, and his face changed and he had to sit down.

Chu Liufeng turned around and walked towards Yang Kunlun, Wanyan Hongjin saw that Chu Liufeng was arrogant and rude, and entered the big tent to show off, and when Chu Liufeng arrived in front of him, his left hand sent out ten percent true power, and a wall of qi was separated between himself and Yang Kunlun, Chu Liufeng raised his foot, and he couldn't take the second step.

Yang Kunlun saw Chu Liufeng standing there without moving, knowing that it was the reason for Yan Hongjin, he pulled up Zuo Qiankun and said:

"There are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, and there is no speculation for more than half a sentence, let's go."

After Yang Kunlun finished speaking, the person walked outside, and ten percent of the internal force of his right hand hit Wanyan Hongjin, Wanyan Hongjin knew that it was powerful, and hurriedly withdrew the qi wall and took Yang Kunlun's palm.

Both of them are top characters in the country, and their skills are similar, and they both withdrew as soon as their internal forces were connected.

Nurhachi's face was a little ugly, and he didn't say a word, everyone in the big tent of the Chinese army was looking at Wanyan Hongjin, Wanyan Hongjin got up at this time and said:

"Sect Master Yang is easy to go, your daughter and my son have been together recently, please pay attention."

Yang Kunlun was slightly stunned: "Young people have their own young ideas, and your son-in-law also asks you to strengthen discipline a lot, and come to the gate less if you have nothing to do." ”

After speaking, Yang Kunlun chanted again:

"In my early years, I knew that the world was difficult, and the north of the Central Plains was like a mountain. The building boat crosses the snow melon island at night, and the iron horse is scattered in the autumn wind......"

Yang Kunlun uses a poem by the patriotic poet Lu You of the Song Dynasty as a confession to Nurhachi and Yan Hongjin.

What is written in the poem is the passionate determination of the Song people to recover the Jin soldiers who invaded the northern Central Plains hundreds of years ago.

When Nurhachi and the others heard this, they also had a different taste in their hearts.

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Seeing that Yan Hongjin and Jin Bing did not chase after him, Chu Liufeng was a little puzzled.

"Nurhachi is a brilliant generation, shrewd and wise, focusing on people, and employing people to the best of his ability, if this person is not old, he may be more effective.

His children and grandchildren are also brave and good at fighting, shrewd and decisive, the current descendants of the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty are really difficult to match with the Aixin Jueluo family, this is a definite number or the will of heaven! ”

Yang Kunlun said at this time.

The three of them walked along the dense forest on the side of the hillside towards Ningyuan City, and Yang Kunlun let out a low whistling sound several times, but did not see Long Jinjiao and the golden eagle respond.

Thinking that he didn't see the shamanic sorcerer Sa Duyi in the Nurhachi Great Tent, Chu Liufeng felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

At this time, a wailing sound of bird chirping came, and Zuo Qiankun hurriedly said:

"It's Brother Kulun's voice, but it looks like he's hurt."

Brother Kulun, the golden eagle, fell from the night sky in a swaying manner, and Zuo Qiankun grabbed it to help the golden eagle.

Half of the golden eagle's wings are full of blood, and the other wing also has two blood holes, looking at Yang Kunlun with miserable eyes, holding a piece of clothing in his mouth, still screaming, while pointing to the top of the mountain with his head.

The people of Yang Kunlun are gone.

Waiting for Chu Liufeng and Zuo Qiankun to catch up, Yang Kunlun stood outside Sa Duyi's Tiangang Earth Net, motionless.

Chu Liufeng felt extremely uncomfortable, and there were a bunch of Long Jinjiao's clothes on the iron net.

At this time, Yang Kunlun picked a few pine branches, walked to the edge of the cliff and threw them down.

"Jin Jiao, it's our carelessness, old wizard Saduyi, you wait."

After Yang Kunlun finished speaking, he struck out with a palm, and a pine tree a few feet away fell.

"You went back to Ningyuan City earlier to help in the war, I still have to look for the little girl, some time ago she rushed over from Jingshi, saying that she was sending you winter clothes to protect against the cold, but the person was missing."

Looking at Yang Kunlun's tired eyes, Chu Liufeng was almost unsteady on his feet.