Chapter Ninety-Nine is targeted

The time is already in the middle of the day, the climate of Fengyun City, which is located at the junction of green and yellow, is also extremely weird, the day is as warm as spring in March, and the night will be frozen like Laqi, often wearing a cotton jacket in the morning, and at noon it must be changed to light yarn, and then at night, it is a thick coat, so this also makes the clothing of the people of Fengyun City different from other places, and the sleeves can be changed and hung at any time, so that people do not have to change clothes with the temperature change. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Out of the imperial study, Prime Minister Murong Jiang, who looked older, tightened his sleeves, raised his head and squinted at the dark night sky, and said softly: "This day, it's really going to change." ”

Fengyun Country is in charge of most of the soldiers and horses, and Yan Hechang, the military department who holds a lot of power, lifted the scabbard of the closed sword, glanced at the prime minister who was a head shorter than himself on the side, pouted and said: "The sky has changed, isn't it all what you expected?"

Murong Jiang just smiled indifferently when he heard this, as if he didn't hear the mockery in Yan Hechang's words, only to see him stretch out his hand in the air, feeling the night breeze, sweating at noon, freezing at night, retracting his hand that was already frozen red, Murong Jiang shook his head, shrunk his neck, and said, "Is the general angry that I don't let the military department go out?"

"Hmph, it's just a few hundred people, my Fengyun country's army will crush the past, and all of them will die, and it is still necessary to use so much effort, and let the rivers and lakes do it recklessly, and let the Buddha Dao take action. ”

Hearing Yan Hechang's slightly tempered words, Murong Jiang raised his hand and pointed to the night sky of the guide, Wan Yan Hechang looked at Murong Jiang's fingers, and saw that a star flashing with orange-purple light appeared in the originally dark night sky at some point.

"The purple qi comes from the south, it is more radiant than the Ziwei Emperor Star, and the surrounding stars seem to be hidden, but in fact, they are just covered by the unknown stars. Fortunately, my Fengyun Guojian Temple is not a corpse vegetarian meal, at the cost of three people's lives, lead the sky, and ask the three Buddhas of Yuncang Mountain to help, this is to find a way in the chaos, this star should be killed, but how to kill, but it is a complex matter of cause and effect and luck, but it is not like the general, a knife down to click things, if there is no luck, contaminated with cause and effect, but the gain outweighs the loss. ”

Murong Jiang turned his head to look at Yan Hechang, the general of the Fengyun Kingdom just snorted coldly, his face was still indifferent, but he was not so rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Murong Jiang smiled, put his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile while walking towards the outside of the palace with Wanyan Hechang: "The general doesn't have to worry about being useless, the emperor punished His Royal Highness the Second Prince for entering the military camp, not to mention that His Royal Highness the Second Prince already has the ability and demeanor of a general, and I believe that under the guidance of the general, he will be able to show his strength." And this star and those damned people are not so easy to be eradicated, there will always be a few fish that slip through the net, and then it will depend on the general's means. ”

Wanyan Hechang stopped suddenly, his eyes were blazing, and there was a faint sword flash, only to see that the cold wind did not enter within ten steps around him, and his vitality was agitated, but Murong Jiang, who was in the middle of the vitality storm, was still the kind of rickety old man who was like a drooping old man, with a kind smile on his face.

"Hmph, so General Ben doesn't like you people who are bad-hearted readers, and let you say everything, take the credit of General Ben, and let General Ben thank you. ”

Wanyan Hechang snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and after speaking, he didn't wait for this old guy who seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, carried a sword at his waist, and strode away from Murong Jiang.

Murong Jiang was not annoyed or angry when he saw this, his face was still a kind smile, his hands were stretched into his sleeves, his back was stiff, just like an ordinary old man in the countryside, where was there a little bit of the head of the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty of the Fengyun Country, and even more so the appearance of the Lord of Chen Gou who made the entire Fengyun Country smell and change?

Walking out of the red lacquer gate of the palace, and then looking back at the majestic palace, the corners of Murong Jiang's mouth inadvertently curled a touch, but quickly calmed down.

"When you're old, you're looking ahead and looking ahead ...... you do."

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Leaving Cangli City, avoiding the garrison of the Fengyun Kingdom, taking a detour from the remote path, and going forward for three days, the Zhenwei Dart Bureau and his party arrived at Mangheng City, the most marginal town of the Fengyun Kingdom.

Mangheng City is the same as Cangli City, the city walls are high and thick, this kind of city wall is built with huge stones first, fill the cracks with gravel dust, and glue together with rice milk, eggs and other things, irrigated and poured from the inside out, so that there will be no cracks for a hundred years.

Once this kind of laborious city wall is built, it can not only resist the invasion of foreign enemies, but also resist the wind and sand, and give the residents in the city a relatively stable living environment.

In the past three days, everyone has been full of spirit from the beginning, full of curiosity when they saw the exotic folk customs, and then to the yellow sand desert everywhere they looked, and finally to see a living creature jumping up and down like a madman, it can be said that the mood has changed again and again.

At this time, we looked up together to see this quaint giant beast standing in the vast desert as if it was opposite to the southern Cangli City, and had mixed feelings in my heart, my eyes did not fluctuate from Mu Ne, and slowly recovered my slight brightness and vitality, and the last few young dart masters had widened their eyes, their mouths trembled slightly, and they wanted to cry and laugh but did not dare to cause too much change.

Han Shuanglong cleared his throat, spit out a mouthful of spitting with sand and dust, turned to the Zhenwei Dart Bureau and said: "According to the previous plan, stay in Mangheng City for a day, replenish water and food, this place is no longer the Shiyu country we are familiar with, except for those who go out to buy, they are not allowed to go out and leave the inn in Settling at will, nor are they allowed to cause trouble at will, if they can bear it, they will endure it, now the people who buy will follow He Dart, and the rest of the people will go to the inn with me first." ”

After the dart team of nearly 100 people from the Zhenwei Dart Bureau showed the customs clearance documents to the soldiers defending the city and asked the soldiers to check the items on the car, they were not embarrassed by the soldiers of Mangheng City, and easily entered Mangheng City.

Zhu Chenhuan is still dressed as a white-clothed scholar, and the folding fan in his hand was given to He Wei three days ago, so he was empty-handed and had no objects to play with.

He followed the carriage to the end, just two steps forward, suddenly sighed, turned his head to look, only to see a soldier guarding the city suddenly galloping away, and in his perception, he also found that there were three eyes on the city wall gathered in his own dart team, which made him frown slightly, and his fingers hooked the reins on the horse's back, but he did not make any terrible moves in broad daylight.

Turning around and speeding up, he caught up with the carriage, knocked on the baffle outside the carriage, and Hongluan's face appeared in the window.

Zhu Chenhuan had a light smile on his face, as if he was discussing something to be happy with Hongluan, but his words were: "We are being targeted." ”