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Aside from the care of Wanyan Injury along the way, I just look at Zhang Chuan and Wanyan Injury walking side by side, but the people who came to Wan Yan Injury are so arrogant, Zhang Remnant's face can't be hung up.

Without waiting for Yan Shui to say anything, Zhang Zhan took the lead in asking, "Who is he?"

Although Wan Yan's face was slightly embarrassed, he still said lightly: "The four princes of Shangjing, Murong Fei." ”

Zhang Yan was exaggeratedly moved: "It turns out that everyone knows and knows the four princes of Shangjing! Brother Murong is ranked ninth among the four princes of Shangjing, right?"

Wan Yan couldn't help but smile and said: "According to what you say, then don't talk about the four princes, he doesn't even have enough of the Eight King Kongs." ”

That Murong Fei didn't look at Zhang Yan at all, but just looked at Wan Yan's injury with a condescending look, and said meaningfully: "Can Brother Wanyan's injury be healed within half a month?"

Although Zhang Zhan didn't know why, he smiled dumbly after hearing this: "Originally, my injury was incurable, but seeing Murong Gongzi's gentle smile, all of a sudden, it was like a dead tree in spring!"

Murong Fei laughed and said, "The smile under me is indeed curing all diseases. ”

After speaking, Shi Shiran walked between Zhang Yan and Wan Yan Injury. When passing by Zhang Remnant, Murong Fei glanced at Zhang Remnant deeply, and did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan let go of most of his heart.

Mental nature and martial arts complement each other. If he deliberately belittled Murong Fei, but Murong Fei ignored him, his heart could be described as terrifying, and thus his martial arts skills could also be speculated. Fortunately, his final performance made Zhang Yan feel that he was not as difficult to deal with as he imagined.

After Murong Fei left, Wan Yan also restrained his smile, and his face was full of depression. After all, what Murong Fei said was an unchangeable fact, even if he could ignore any criticism from his opponent, he couldn't pass his own level after all.

Zhang Zhanke didn't want to face a bitter gourd face, so he pulled him into a restaurant at will, and shouted: "Good wine and good meat come up quickly!"

Then Zhang Zhan looked at the wound again, and said with a smile: "The deceased is gone, how can the living be." Today, it is only right that you and my brother will be drunk and rest. ”

Wanyan was hurt and cheered up, and he wanted to let go of the prodigal form and be arrogant for a few words, but when the words came to his mouth, he still couldn't hold back his sigh and said: "To put it bluntly, drinking is just a kind of self-paralysis, if you can get drunk casually, who wants to be sober." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Yan was naturally very dissatisfied: "Hey!"

Wan Yan raised his spirits again and said: "Okay!

Zhang Zhan was satisfied, and after picking up the wine bowl and touching it, he took the lead in drinking it all: "Five-flowered horse, daughter Qiu, Hu'er will exchange for wine!"

Then he filled the wine with a grunt and took it up: "Sell eternal sorrow with you." ”

After a long time, Fang Haha smiled and picked up the wine bowl: "Dry!"

Wipe the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said with a sad face: "Nie Ban's appearance last night changed the situation of my Jin Kingdom. ”

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows: "How do you say this?"

Wan Yan said sadly: "As soon as Wan Yan Qingyang died, the throne of my Dajin Emperor immediately became a suspense. The two brothers, Wanyan Zhongkang and Wanyan Wume, recruited troops, formed gangs, and refused to give in to each other. ”

Zhang Yan looked at Wan Yan with blazing eyes, and asked with a smile, "What is the choice of the Wan Yan Brother?"

Wan Yan said lightly: "If it weren't for Wan Yan Wuwu who saved me yesterday, Brother Zhang would have toasted me at the grave today." ”

Zhang Yan was surprised and said, "Today, isn't there a custom of stopping the mortuary for at least three days in your funeral?"

Wan Yan couldn't help but smile: "This doesn't seem to be the point. ”

"Thousands of pairs of eyes that day saw that only you and I walked out of Qilong Mountain alive. So if he is given death by the emperor's anger, how can Brother Zhang stay out. ”

Zhang Zan's hands trembled with fright, and he couldn't help but shout: "What is this? To put it in layman's terms, I just went to make soy sauce!"

Wan Yan said admiringly: "I can only say that the timing of Brother Zhang's choice to play soy sauce is fantastic." ”

Looking at Zhang's bitter face, Wan Yan said seriously: "Help me help Wan Yan Wu me ascend to the position of the crown prince, otherwise you and I will have no way to live." After finishing, Wan Yan continued: "Not to mention bringing Miss Yu'er back to the Central Plains!"

Zhang Yan laughed angrily: "Brother Wanyan, why don't you put down your blade, follow Su Qin and Zhang Yi, and be the greatest lobbyist!"

Wan Yan raised the wine bowl: "For our common goal, do it!"

Zhang Yan took one bite depressedly, not to mention, drinking really needs a mood. At this time, I swallowed the wine in my throat again, and suddenly felt spicy and astringent.

Since ancient times, the most inhumane and tragic power struggle has been the struggle for the throne. But Zhang Chuan was helpless and threw himself into this whirlpool of eating people and not spitting out bones.

stumbled back to his dilapidated house, sensing that there were people in the house, Zhang Zhijiu was bold and kicked open the door: "Who broke into my boudoir this time!"

The purple mang disappeared in a flash, and Chuantian said: "Brother Zhang, don't come unharmed." ”

When Zhang Zhan saw Chuantian at first sight, he didn't know why he was overjoyed and excited, and the strength of the wine also disappeared cleanly: "How can Brother Chuantian be here?"

Chuantian smiled and said: "Naturally, I think the situation in the Jin Kingdom is not chaotic enough, so I came to stir it up." ”

Zhang Zhan almost wanted to give Chuantian a hug, but he heard Chuantian smile and said: "Brother Zhang is indeed unharmed, after a few months, his martial arts have not improved at all." ”

Zhang Yan smiled, a little embarrassed.

In retrospect, that is, when I went hand in hand with Chuantian and others, I made a lot of progress. And after a farewell, it is indeed a matter of cultivation.

After sighing, Zhang Yan said helplessly: "Zhang has been too unlucky recently! The old wound has not healed, and new creations have been added, and there are constant troubles, so I haven't cultivated much." ”

Chuantian nodded: "I am sleepy in spring, lack in autumn and sleepy in summer, and I don't want to get out of the bed in winter." As long as you don't want to, you can always find an excuse for your laziness. ”

When Zhang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Indeed, if you are good at diligence and ridiculous, and if you don't restrain your inertia, how can you taste the fruits of hard work.

Chuantian looked at Zhang Chuan and said seriously: "The road of life is full of thorns. It is conceivable that Brother Zhang will turn a thousand times in the future. And if he stops moving forward, even if his relatives and friends want to help Brother Zhang, they will only be unable to hold Brother Zhang's hand because Brother Zhang has fallen too far. ”

Zhang Yan nodded heavily: "Zhang has been taught!"

Then thinking of what Chuan Tian had just said, he asked with great interest: "How does Brother Chuan want to stir up the situation in the Jin Kingdom even more chaotic?"

Chuantian smiled and said, "First of all, how about killing Yan Injury?"

Zhang Remnant burst out: "What?"

Chuantian just smiled and looked at Zhang Zhan, waiting for Zhang Zhan's answer.

At this moment, Zhang Yan was really at a loss and in a dilemma.