"It is true that the real person escorted my good grandson all the way to Dunhuang, and the old man is willing to donate 300,000 taels of silver to Wudang Mountain every year to express his gratitude, but if you don't know how to kidnap my grandson to be your apprentice, see if the old man can let you walk out of the door alive!"

Two feet behind Zhang Mingjun, Andu Mountain's robe was ragged, and a woman in red who covered her face with tulle was in front of him.

"It is naturally a good thing to have a good seedling born with wisdom roots to be an apprentice for yourself to inherit the mantle, but it is not a thing that anyone has to do. Mu 3,000 lives are definitely not something you and I can control, even if you stay by your side and take care of you, I am afraid that it will inevitably have a bad fate. Come with me to Wudang, maybe I can make his future path more solid. ”

Zhang Mingjun is still unhurried. Andu Mountain is famous, and the old Tang Dynasty made the king of the Southern Courtyard of Northern Xinjiang, which sounds quite bluffing, but no matter who you talk to, there is always a reason to talk about it, Zhang Mingjun has always been confident.

"Phew, it's not the same thing!"

An Du Shan was a little annoyed, on the one hand, because the old Taoist priest was stubborn in taking Mu 3,000 back to Wudang, and on the other hand, it was out of guilt. I couldn't take care of my daughter at the beginning, and now my grandson has bullied people and ruined the country, but I, who is my grandfather, can only endure it all the time.

The woman in red stood behind Zhang Mingjun, holding a lancet in her hand, but her wrist couldn't help but tremble.

As a prince of Andu Mountain, personal safety is naturally the first priority. The woman in red has always been a dark chess piece buried by her side, hiding in the darkness and quietly obliterating all those who may threaten Andu Mountain. If you talk about the level of the realm, the woman in red may have just compared to the old man Wei of the Sword Rain Pavilion, but when it comes to the ability to take people's lives, I am afraid that the woman in red can be said to be an expert.

There are special people in the general's mansion who are looking for them, and every year they will select some of the best bones from the homeless orphans and bring them back for cultivation. When they entered the General's Mansion, all the food and clothing were arranged, and they only needed to devote all their energy to studying and learning how to kill.

The people in charge of teaching are also experts. Let's start with the structure of the human body, the heart, liver, spleen and lungs, meridians, blood vessels, joints and bones, how to kill people the fastest and most effortlessly, how to make people die painfully, how to use swords, how to use medicinal stones, how to use bare hands, and the piles are simply meticulous to the hair.

Knowing how to cause death is the first thing to enter, and then you have to learn how to track how to hide your tracks, how to choose the right time to attack, and how to disguise yourself.

They have only learned to kill, and they can only use it to kill.

Yuan Xiang and Hongyi are bright and dark, and Hongyi is the best killer cultivated in the General's Mansion.

But the red clothes faced Zhang Mingjun and missed.

It was unexpected for Hongyi, she didn't know the identity of this old Taoist priest who was qualified to sit and drink with the general.

For An Dushan and Zhang Mingjun, it is reasonable. Andu Mountain also often heard people say that the cultivation of Wudang Mountain is profound, which is enough to rank among the top three in the world, so it is implied that the red clothes also have the intention of temptation.

The red clothes hid in the shadows and reined in the qi, and no one in the ordinary world could have noticed that there was a third person in the tavern. An Dushan held a black porcelain wine glass in his hand, and he didn't drink a sip of mellow wine, saying that he couldn't just let Zhang Mingjun kidnap his grandson who had not had time to get along with him to become a Taoist priest, An Dushan put the wine glass on the table.

The red-clothed man hidden in the dark obeyed the order, and a lancet slashed at Zhang Mingjun with a flash of cold energy.

Zhang Mingjun's first step into the tavern was to quietly vent his breath, and the strong internal force was like indifferent flowing water, which soon spread to every corner of the tavern. Even though the kung fu of the red clothes hiding the qi is superb, it still has not escaped Zhang Mingjun's perception.

In fact, Zhang Mingjun controlled the overall situation, raised his two fingers and pointed diagonally into the air, and the qi machine burst out from his fingers when he was running at will, like an invisible sword against the front of the red clothes.

The instinct cultivated in countless life and death moments saved Hongyi's life at this moment, and if he continued to maintain the knife momentum, he would inevitably be seriously injured, but Zhang Mingjun was still safe and sound.

The red cloth had no choice but to return the knife to retract the momentum, and his body twisted in the air before he escaped.

"It's too sharp and easy to break. Girl, you need to polish your mind well, which will be more beneficial to your martial arts cultivation in the future. ”

The red clothes fell in front of An Du Mountain with a cold face, ignoring Zhang Mingjun's words.

"Zhang Zhangjiao is the best in the world in fighting kung fu, and it is true to see it with his own eyes today. Since I went from an ordinary infantry lieutenant to the position of the Xihe Prefecture Economic Envoy, the defense around me has become more and more strict. It's not that I'm afraid of death and spare my life, but it's true that I can't die easily, not to mention that Xihe Prefecture is in the middle of Qiyuan in northern Xinjiang is in the middle of the cracks to survive, and the lives of the people of a state are almost tied to one, just follow me all the way to get glory and wealth, and the old guys who have won glory and wealth are not allowed to lose my life casually.

This girl in red was trained by the government to protect my personal safety in secret, and she has never missed a step since she took office, and this is the first time she has done so. ”

"The subordinates are derelict in their duties, but they are punished by the prince. ”

Hongyi felt that he had not been able to kill the pretending old Taoist priest with one sword, and he was ashamed of the general's mansion's unremitting cultivation for many years, and even more ashamed of the general's mansion's nurturing kindness from childhood to adulthood. Moreover, he has never missed a shot since he left the school, and he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter in the hands of an inconspicuous Taoist priest.

"In addition to the manpower in the open and in the dark, in fact, the biggest reliance I can rely on to protect Xihe is the 300,000 iron horsemen, if I want to stop the real people regardless of the consequences, from Dunhuang to the border of Qiyuan, how can I use it to death. ”

Andu Mountain fought bloody battles on the battlefield in the first half of his life, and experienced ups and downs in the sea in the second half of his life. An Wang Ye would not believe that Wudang Zhang Zhangjiao was fond of his grandson's talent, and escorted him all the way to meet the elders and bring them back to Wudang Mountain for cultivation.

"The Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain cultivate the natural way of heaven, pay attention to quiet and inaction, but the poor Taoist heart is difficult to purify, and he is quite fond of fist and foot kung fu, and he has cultivated martial arts for decades, and there is a sword in the poor road, I don't know if General An is interested?"

Zhang Mingjun's words at this moment have completely become a naked threat, since you are unreasonable and have to use force, then we can also convince people with reason, but this reason depends on whose fist is bigger.

The scene was almost tense in an instant. In the face of Zhang Mingjun's powerful aura, the red clothes did not retreat but advanced, and held the lancet and took a step forward.

"Master. ”

Mu Sanqian stood on the stairs and shouted.

He had actually followed Yuan Xiang out a long time ago, and when he saw a girl in red actually shooting at the master, he secretly thought that she was either ignorant or fearless.

But the two sides didn't have a few words, and they were about to fight, and as soon as the posture touched the tavern in front of them, it would inevitably be beaten into a pile of firewood, and the unlucky one would definitely be the helpless oneself.

"Master, you and your grandfather are so old, why are you okay to fight when you don't agree, wouldn't it be better to find a more civilized solution. ”

"The master has always been reasonable. ”

Zhang Mingjun still sat at the table, smiling.

"It's my grandfather who is abrupt, just thinking that it's easy to meet you, how can I take you to see the customs of Xihe, meet your sister, your master wants to take you back to Wudang, and I don't care about it in a hurry. It's still the grandson who said it. ”

When An Dushan heard his grandson affectionately call him grandfather, he smiled happily, and he didn't care that his robe was almost cut into rags by Zhang Mingjun's sword qi.

"That's the best, General An also agrees with the statement of three thousand, I have an idea to decide whether to stay with three thousand, General An, would you like to make a bet with Poor Dao?"

Zhang Mingjun suddenly stood up and turned around, seemingly confident.

(In addition to the story, pay attention to Sina Weibo: If you drink 3,000, you don't add V)