I have always heard that Chen Zijing is a brave and resourceful general, Tang Mingli wants to know how many catties this general has.

Murderous machines were everywhere in this courtyard, Chen Zijing held two guns like a great enemy, he slowly blocked Tang Mingli behind him, and there was a closed corner behind him, after Tang Mingli entered the corner, Chen Zijing used his body and arms to block the front, and his heart was a little more solid after all.

Tang Mingli's eyes narrowed slightly, even if he knew that this cold murderous aura was coming at him, he still didn't have any panic, because in this world, when it comes to killing, who can compare to that Mr. Gusu?

At this time, Tang Mingli was a little annoyed in his heart, why didn't he keep that Liu Lang Gongzi, and let's take a look at this good show together? It's a pity, but when the fight starts after a while, the entire Zhizhou Mansion will shout and kill, and probably everyone in the mansion will rush here, even if they can't see the most exciting part, it's not bad to know the result.

Then he pondered secretly, this time it seems that he was calculated by his master again, in terms of calculation, Tang Mingli has not been weaker than others since he was a child, but compared with his own master, what can he calculate?

You must know that among the three children when he was a child, his father was the only one who was optimistic about him, and felt that he was the most successful person in the future, Tang Mingli naturally lived up to his expectations, and was determined to get ahead and glorify his ancestors.

It was only after meeting the old gentleman that Tang Mingli knew what strategy skills were.

He is determined to achieve the world's talents, in the eyes of the old gentleman is simply naïve, ordinary people are eager for the glorious lintel, the old gentleman feels like a frog at the bottom of the well without ambition.

The old gentleman said, what is the use of the world's great talents? No matter how great the talent is, the old master of Confucius? The glorious lintel is even more funny, it is nothing more than the honor and disgrace of the three generations, upward, the ancestors and the ancestors have been put into the ground, and downward, even if they can become high-ranking officials and dignitaries, how many generations can they protect their children and grandchildren?

According to the old gentleman, life in the world is nothing more than seeking wealth and life for the world, seeking wealth when you are poor, and seeking life when you are rich, and having a life is the ambition to seek the world.

The more Tang Mingli thought about it, the more he felt that Mr.'s words were unspeakable, so he tried his best to finally apprentice.

Ming Mingdian tried to be amazing, and won the emperor's appreciation, but Tang Mingli couldn't understand why the old gentleman had to say "erect a high wall and not be afraid of the courage of the horseman"?

Tang Mingli had the courage to deliberately say this sentence impassionedly, but he was always uneasy in his heart, not for anything else, everyone in the world knows what kind of situation the Holy Yang Wen has suppressed martial arts today, saying this, isn't he ridiculing him for sitting on the throne, but he is still afraid of the military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty?

Seeing that the Ninety-Five Venerable gradually changed his face, Tang Mingli really regretted his intestines, but he still had to follow what the old gentleman said, his expression was indifferent and unconcerned, fortunately, in the end, His Majesty the Emperor did not blame him for being open-mouthed, but gave him an idle position, the official was not as good as the seventh grade, it was the same as sending a flower child.

It wasn't until the powerful Li Taibao wanted to choose him as his son-in-law that Tang Mingli gradually woke up.

Master's move, it couldn't be higher.

Even if he stands out in the palace examination, what can he do? Officials can worship a few products, but when the literati all over the world talk about the uselessness of martial artists, he, the literati who shouts 'erect a high wall and is not afraid of the courage of the horseman', is really unique, and he has pulled the eyes of those military ministers who seem to be in decline but hold great power in the court and the central government.

With the towering tree of Li Taibao, he soon jumped from that inconspicuous sesame petty official to a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites will belong to him sooner or later, and this deal seems to be very worthwhile.

In the past few years, the old gentleman has given him many guidance, and in the eyes of Li Taibao, he has gradually become prominent, but in the last few moves, Tang Mingli is a little puzzled, and finally climbed into the relationship of the Huang faction, why does the old gentleman not hesitate to use the relationship between the rivers and lakes to wantonly kill the people of the Huang faction in the area of Jiangnan Province?

It wasn't until this time before going to the south of the Yangtze River, chatting with the old gentleman for a day, that the doubts in my heart were solved, and now the two factions of the Qing and Huang factions are clearly distinguished, and they seem to be tense, but in fact they are all waiting and watching, the old gentleman is nothing more than to provoke the dispute between the green and the yellow, and he, as the son-in-law of Li Taibao, the head of the Huang faction, will inevitably have to make some deeds for the Huang faction.

As for the Qing and Huang factions, the old gentleman doesn't care, and Tang Mingli doesn't care, it's nothing more than a stepping stone on his way to promotion.

Jiangnan Province is a magical place, there are many scholars in the world, most of them are from Jiangnan, and those governors of the prefectures and counties who were personally sent to Jiangnan Province by the emperor are mostly military attachés.

Tang Mingli asked Mochi to kill the four big officials, all of whom were from the Huang faction, not only failed to cause much movement in Jiangnan Province, but made a group of literati have a happy feeling, but the Huang faction in the capital couldn't sit still, so they jointly invited the emperor, and only then did he, the minister of the Qin Mission, go to Jiangnan, Tang Mingli can do the Qin Mission, which is expected by the old gentleman. And this trip to Jiangnan represents the Huang faction, and it will definitely encounter many obstacles in Jiangnan Province, where there are many young people, which is also expected by the old gentleman.

However, the most unexpected thing was that before he arrived in Jiangnan, he had the incident of Chang'an City.

Whether it is Chang'an or Jiangnan, this trick doesn't seem to make much difference, he, the minister of the Yellow faction, is just like a target, there are so many arrows in the world, but they are all thinking about taking his life.

These things flashed in Tang Mingli's mind, and then he came back to his senses, looked at the courtyard in front of him, where the atmosphere suddenly became cold, and then said with great interest: "General Chen, are you sure?"

Chen Zijing was stunned, and even more admired this courageous Lord Qincha, the solemnity on his face gradually dissipated, and turned into a hearty smile: "If you are not sure of this kind of words, the person who leads the troops to fight can not say it casually." ”

"The general should be careful, this man's sword likes to pick at the heart, and if he is not careful, he will die. ”

"Adults can rest assured. ”

Just as the two of them were talking, suddenly the windless and automatic grass and trees in the entire courtyard were all quiet, Chen Zijing glanced at it, and then frowned, and the hand holding the Wuzi red tassel gun was a little stronger. sweet potato

It's a dark day tonight, and it's good for killing.

Thinking like this, Chen Zijing instinctively felt a trace of unease, and then he turned his head and looked at the two of them on the thick wall.

"Not good!" Chen Zijing shouted, grabbed Tang Mingli's shoulder with his left hand, and then pulled it back suddenly, holding the gun in his right hand, and stabbed it towards the ground, the body of the gun bent impressively, and then rebounded back.

I saw that the originally solid wall was suddenly pierced by a sword blade, and then the blade slammed upward, and the two-person high wall was cut in half like tofu for a while.

Chen Zijing let out a loud shout, his figure jumped up suddenly, and the spear in his hand made a sharp sound of breaking through the air in the air, and then smashed down on the wall.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sand and stones flew wildly, and the wall, which had been cut in half, burst into flames under this shot, revealing the pitch-black night outside the wall.

Before Chen Zijing could put away his gun, from the crack in the split wall, a black shadow suddenly burst out and rushed straight towards Tang Mingli, who was standing on the side.

Chen Zijing hurriedly drew his gun and turned around, the speed of the sword was surprisingly fast, Chen Zijing knew that he couldn't keep up, he gritted his teeth and suddenly turned sideways, swept the sword body with the tail of the gun, and then used his body to catch the sword, allowing the sword body to pierce his arm, Tang Mingli did not blink at all, but finally saved enough kung fu to return the gun, and stabbed the black shadow in the abdomen.

The black shadow didn't dare to make a hard connection, and jumped away with a dodge, the sword in his hand stood on his chest, and a wisp of blood on the blade slowly flowed to the hilt of the sword.

Chen Zijing was bleeding from his arm, he grinned, ripped off the corner of his clothes, wrapped the wound tightly, and didn't take it seriously, but raised his gun and pointed at the ground, blocking Tang Mingli completely behind him.

"I can write down this sword. ”

The sword in the black shadow's hand gradually glowed with a dark red light, and then he smiled lightly: "That sword just now could have taken your life. ”

"Indeed, it's a pity that you didn't take the chance, not now. ”

"I haven't killed anyone for a long time, my hands are a little raw, and my heart is not so hard. The black image was laughing at himself.

Then he slowly raised his sword, pointed at Chen Zijing, and said in a calm tone: "Be careful." ”

Chen Zijing didn't dare to be careless, the person in front of him gave him a feeling of oppression, this feeling rarely appeared, at the beginning of the Wuzhuang Guan, the Baiye Daoist, he had this feeling, and later took the Baiye Daoist without going all out of the sword, only to know that this feeling stems from the instinctive feeling of the disparity in strength.

The person in front of him, with the swords just now, is not very strong, at most he can only be regarded as a third-rate swordsman, but if he can make Chen Zijing feel oppressive, he must not have made a full attack.

Sure enough, the swordsman suddenly wiped his left hand on the sword, and suddenly the dark red light on the sword suddenly flourished, and then the momentum of the black shadow sword changed abruptly, no longer rushing into the assassination like just now, but turning to a majestic sword slash.

Chen Zijing's pupils shrank sharply, but he was not afraid, but stepped on his feet violently, and then his body flew up like an arrow from the string, and he raised his gun to slash at the sword qi.

"Dangdang!"

There was a loud sound one after another, Chen Zijing forcibly dispersed the sword qi, and then deceived himself to the black shadow, and the spear in his hand fell rapidly like a violent raindrop, and with just one shot, Chen Zijing swung out more than a hundred guns, and his momentum was not weaker than that assassin.

Hearing the sound of fighting in the courtyard, Chen Zijing's elites of the Zhaolin Army, who were originally arranged in various places in the Zhizhou Mansion, surrounded this side, and the officials and soldiers stationed in the mansion also surrounded the entire courtyard layer by layer.

The assassin did not look panicked, he was still not in a hurry, but after all, he used all his strength, and the sword in his hand emitted a compelling light, and then the sword qi on the sword rose again and again, and in the end, it turned into a huge long sword three zhang long, like a solid entity, and the momentum was terrifying.

Then the assassin suddenly stopped drinking, and the sword in his hand stirred the dust and sand on the ground, and attacked Chen Zijing and Tang Mingli.

This sword is from the sword furnace of the world, it is said that the Bai Lu sword of Yao Sanming's predecessor was born one after another, although the light is not as dazzling as Yao Sanming, but it is really a good sword.

A few years ago, a lot of souls died under the sword, and the sword is also famous, and it is called Chopping Yuan on the rivers and lakes, and he himself prefers to call this sword a buddy, and now no matter how much he kills, this time, it is the last time this guy is out of the sheath.

The assassin laughed, then raised the three-zhang long sword, the momentum was like a rainbow, and walked steadily towards Chen Zijing, Chen Zijing stood straight, the Wuzi red tassel spear was buzzing and trembling in his hand, and at the same time, his body also exuded infinite battle intent, so that Tang Mingli behind him couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Almost at the same time, the two rushed out, and in an instant, in this small courtyard, a sharp sound that shook people's eardrums suddenly broke out, and then the whole courtyard was illuminated by bright light almost like the sun, Chen Zijing held the gun in both hands, and shook it on the majestic long sword, and blood burst out of the palm of his hand in just an instant, but Chen Zijing, like Wuzhuang Guan, blocked the sword stubbornly, and did not retreat half a step at all.