Chapter Seventy-Four: To Manchuria

Even though his heart was surging and fluctuating, Long Jiu frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you?"

"Why?" Li Jiangshui repeated softly, and the lights in the hall suddenly swayed, swinging more than enough to be extinguished. Many minions on the side were noisy, looking at Li Jiangshui and Qi Hong, who were in the middle.

The two of them did not move, and the reason why the lights shook so much was because there were two people outside the hall who stepped in, and the last one was burly and tall, and he walked vigorously, and every step out of the hall brought a lot of airflow, blowing the candlelight and swinging.

The person in front of him, with a mellow smile and a more peaceful face, walked to Li Jiangshui's side, first saluted Li Jiangshui, and then bowed to Long Jiu, who was born innocent Buddha, and his voice was even more amiable, and said: "In Qingping below, I have seen Long Jiuye." ”

Long Jiu was silent, staring at the honest middle-aged man in front of him, and after a long time, Fang opened his mouth and said, "Fang Qingping?"

"The former boss of Nian Cunshan. Li Jiangshui sat back in his chair and spoke.

Hearing this, Long Jiu sneered, he couldn't deny it, and he didn't know what he meant.

Fang Qingping apologized slightly, and said softly: "Long Jiuye is a hero, and we also admire Long Jiuye's prestige, this is the loophole of Long Jiuye, and I have been reckless for a few years in Niancun Mountain. ”

When the world was not in chaos, the tigers who fell into the grass did evil, occupied Niancun Mountain, and dominated one side.

Long Jiu propped one hand on the chair, propped his head, and said slowly: "I heard that this Niancun Mountain was leveled a few years ago, the leaders all died, and the rest of the minions fled in all directions, becoming barren mountains and mountains. ”

As he spoke, he leaned over and asked coldly, "Are you lying to me?"

Fang Qingping's face did not change, and replied: "Long Jiuye's prestige, how dare he be deceived, since they are all rumored to be dead, no one has ever seen them, today Fang Qingping is standing in front of Long Jiuye, those rumors are naturally self-defeating, and they are not true." ”

"How can you prove it?" asked Long Jiu, lowering his head and sitting up straight.

Fang Qingping smiled, glanced back at the extremely tall man, and replied, "Simple." ”

The man took two steps forward with a muffled voice, and reached behind him.

Long Jiu paid attention to this man, he was born so tall and strong, more than a head taller than ordinary people, no matter where he was, he stood out from the crowd.

Seeing the man leaning back, he scooped it up with one hand, and only then did Long Jiu realize that the man was carrying a slender Mo knife behind his back.

It was originally a tall Mo knife, but because of the man's tall figure, he was all covered behind his back, and he couldn't see a single bit.

Holding the knife in his hand, the man took a few steps forward, distanced Li Jiangshui and the other three, and stood completely alone in the middle of the main hall.

The Mo knife, which was as tall as a person, looked very petite when the man carried it in his hand.

Seeing the meaning clearly, Long Jiu's eyes swept to the side, fixed his eyes on a person, and the corners of his mouth in the hall were raised, and he said, "Han Zhen." ”

His Royal Highness suddenly responded, took a broad-bladed ring knife, and stepped into the hall.

If among these five cities, Long Jiu is known as the king of bandits, then this Han Zhen is the leader of the bandits second only to Long Jiu, and he is also a murderous man, and his quirks are difficult to understand.

Now that Long Jiu is the king, this Han Zhen naturally can't be called a bandit leader, but he is not good at leading the troops, so he had to be given a position of protecting the temple by Long Jiu, and he felt that he was condescending, so he canonized the first envoy of the capital army and started the army.

The existence of the army that can lead the army to fight first is a fierce general without exception, and Han Zhen is even more so.

When he stepped into the hall, Han Zhen was born with strong shoulders and a round waist, and he was powerful, but in front of that man, he still looked a lot smaller.

The two looked at each other, and Han Zhen looked up, and the man looked down.

"This is the evil ghost, Hu Zhun?" Long Jiu asked aloud as he looked at the tall man.

Fang Qingping nodded in response and replied, "Not bad." ”

Li Jiangshui, who was sitting there steadily, suddenly spoke: "Long Jiuye invited Han Zhen out so easily, I'm afraid I don't want to fight to the death?"

Long Jiu didn't care, and replied: "Since you want to prove it, you have to get some real evidence, if you are chopped off with a knife, how can people be convinced?"

Fang Qingping did not change his smile and said, "What Long Jiu Ye said is extremely true. ”

Without further words, Long Jiu waved his hand, not far away Han Zhen understood, shouted lowly, the ring knife in his hand danced out of Puguang, the copper ring shook the blade of the knife, and made a piercing sound, walking fast and fast, in front of Hu Zhun, slashing at the waist.

With such a tall body, it must not be very dexterous to move. Han Zhen's swift sneak attack, although it was a little shameless, but if he was really cut half to death with a knife as Long Jiu said, then such a burly body was too bluffing, how could he blame others?

Seeing Han Zhen's preemptive strike, His Royal Highness's minions were happy to see the excitement, cheered a few times, and were happy.

is the same as Han Zhen thought, Hu Zhun is not very agile, and he does not react much quickly when he is affected by the incoming knife momentum, but he sees Hu Zhun stepping on his back and lifting the Mo knife in his hand in front of him.

Han Zhen's face changed slightly, the knife momentum did not stop, and he secretly exerted force on the blade, wanting to cut off the slender blade with great force, and then cut the person.

Mo knife, also known as chopping horses, is known for its lightness, such a long blade, if it is much heavier, how to make people swing freely.

The ring knife to the Mo knife body, the two knives touched, and there was a piercing scream when it landed, and there was a sporadic fire splash between the two knives in an instant.

Hu Zhunyi kept the knife lifting, and under such great force, his body was calm and stable, and he couldn't see the slightest impact. Han Zhen was stunned, it was difficult for the blade to move forward an inch, and he looked up at Hu Zhun, and saw that Hu Zhun was staring down at himself.

This knife is weird.

Han Zhen hesitated, it was when he was undecided, the ring knife stagnated, Hu Zhun continued to lift the knife, the handle of the knife went straight to the top of his head, and the knife slashed down.

The wind blew the beard, which made Han shocked and raised his knife to counteract, and when the Mo knife hit the body of the ring knife, Han Zhen's stunned expression reappeared in surprise, and gradually twisted hard, unable to stand it, and was blown out by this knife path.

In this hall, he rolled several times in embarrassment before stopping his backward figure and half-kneeling on the ground.

In a few breaths, the minions who were still cheering looked at their own generals who had been defeated suddenly, and their voices were silenced in disbelief.

Han Zhen held the knife on the ground with his backhand, and his arm was in pain, so he knew what was wrong with the knife.

Long Jiu in the main hall also looked at it intently, his brows furrowed, and he saw that it was famous.

This Mo knife is different from ordinary Mo knives, heavy, even extremely heavy.

Without waiting for Han Zhen to react, or when Han Zhen was still rolling just now, Hu Zhun had already stepped forward to chase after him, and since when Han Zhen stabilized his figure, Hu Zhun had already followed in front of him.

So when Han Zhen looked up again, he saw the strange strange knife, the tip of which pierced his eyes.

The so-called wrong evil ghost is to cut off the enemy's head in a battle, and show no mercy for a moment.

Even before it was time to be frightened, the Mo knife was close to Han Zhen's neck, and the same as the ordinary Mo knife, this Mo knife was also extremely sharp, and it was immediately decisive.

Cut on the flesh and skin, especially nothing.

The next moment is the scene of the separation of human heads.

The first military general of Long Jiu will have a grudge to splash blood in his own palace.

At this moment, Qi Hong watched silently, and Li Jiangshui suddenly grinned.

He didn't look at Hu Zhun and Han Zhen, but at Long Jiu on the big chair in the main hall, losing his figure.

Hu Zhun wants to take Han Zhen's life, how can Long Jiu let him get his wish?

The moment the Mo knife pierced his throat, Long Jiu suddenly appeared between the two, and flew and kicked Hu Zhun on the wrist of the knife, causing the blade to deflect, leaving Han Zhen's throat and stabbing in the air.

The blow failed, Han Zhen was still half-kneeling on the ground, and he was at a loss for what to do, but he didn't know that he had recovered his life from the Ghost Gate.

Hu Zhun stood with his knife in his hand and turned his head to look at Fang Qingping. Long Jiu turned his head and walked to the big chair with a dark face as if nothing had happened.

Fang Qingping looked at Long Jiu with his back to him, and asked softly, "Maybe proof?"

Long Jiu's figure froze inaudibly for a moment, and then walked forward without answering.

At this time, Han Zhen came to his senses, his arms trembled, and the ring knife in his hand also shook lightly, he stood up and glanced at Long Jiu, felt defeated, gritted his teeth and retreated into the hall.

Sitting back on the big chair, Long Jiu ignored Fang Qingping and Hu Zhun, looked at Li Jiangshui, and asked loudly, "How to trade?"

Li Jiangshui clapped his hands and replied: "It's not so much a deal, but a wish for you." ”

"What do I want?" Long Jiu narrowed his eyes and asked slowly.

Li Jiangshui smiled, also looked at Long Jiu, and said, "Naturally, it's the Manchurian three idiots." ”

After a sluggish speech, Long Jiu had already guessed what Li Jiangshui was thinking, and after pondering for a long time, he finally spoke: "What kind of ending method?"

Li Jiangshui shook his head, stood up, stretched his body slightly, sat for too long and felt a little sore, until his body was soothed, and said slowly: "I just feel that the Manchurian three idiots, the scenery has been a little long." ”

Looking at Long Jiu, who couldn't sit still, he asked with a smile: "I just don't know, Long Jiuye, who is already a prince, still thinks about this brotherhood?"

Long Jiu's frowning brows suddenly stretched out at this moment, Sen Ran smiled, and replied loudly: "I have agreed to this deal." ”

Li Jiangshui also smiled and said, "Long Jiuye is quick to talk, it's really happy. ”

As he spoke, he no longer said hello to Long Jiu, turned his head and was about to leave, and Qi Hong and the three of them followed behind him and walked out of the main hall.

Before leaving, Hu Zhun turned his head and looked at Long Jiu who was looking at him, the two of them were unconscious, and Brigadier Hu put the Mo Dao behind him again, followed Fang Qingping's side, and walked away.

The smiling expression of Long Jiu in the hall gradually converged until he disappeared.

When Li Jiangshui disappeared, he turned his head to look at Han Zhen on the side and asked, "How is it?"

Han Zhen's arms were still in pain, as if he was a little discouraged by frustration, or he was afraid, so he didn't speak, only nodded in response.

"What a knife. Long Jiu turned his head, looked at the direction where Hu Zhun finally disappeared, and said softly.

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Out of Qingzhou, Mu Chenhao and his party walked in the desolate forest, and heard for a long time that there were bandits along the way, but they had never seen it all the way, but they were also happy to be idle, so they could rush with all their hearts.

After a few days of travel, and a few days of cold and hard dry food, when the day was approaching dusk, the crane with the best eyesight saw a quaint city wall under the horizon abruptly displayed, and shouted: "There is a town." ”

Everyone raised their eyes to see a rough idea.

Until a few more miles, everyone could clearly see the two stone characters carved high above the city gate - Manchuria.

Dusk had rested, and before night, everyone finally entered Manchuria.