Chapter 134 Luoyang Flying Husha in March

Yun Yifan's breath instantly became cold, he stood with his hands in his hands, and snorted coldly: "You are not at the mercy of others, so I am easy to bully?"

Xia Xuehan's figure flickered, walked in front of the 50,000 army, handed over Yang Zhan's body to them, and then turned to face Bohai Customs, looked at Yun Yifan, who was proud under Bohai Customs, straightened his clothes, and said: "Do you think that your Mo Yun is invincible in the world, or do you think that your Yun Yifan's martial arts are unparalleled!"

The hundreds of thousands of troops in the city and under the city almost shouted out in surprise, King Langya is declaring war with the Emperor of Heaven, the pride of the sky is really bold and generous, and if he disagrees, he will cause a great war.

Yun Yifan turned around, looked at Xia Xuehan and the 50,000 army behind him with a sneer, and said, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you, but I am only a person under me, and you can't move any of them!"

"Then can you move my men?"

As soon as Xia Xue's cold tone fell, the 50,000 troops behind him withdrew their blades and took a step forward, and the neat movements and unparalleled momentum made Yun Yifan also surprised for a moment.

Yun Yifan raised his arm, and the city tower was instantly full of swords, and the tens of thousands of troops stationed in Bohai Customs were all murderous, ready to fight at any time.

Xia Xuehan raised his hand at Yun Yifan, and his cold voice was like thousands of ice arrows, densely shot at Bohai Customs: "Today, I want you to know that my Xia Xuehan's brother, no one can move!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Xia Xuehan's words made the soldiers of the whole army feel high and their blood boiled, and they were willing to follow such a lord, even if they died in battle.

"In this case, then I will destroy you first and then kill Xia Lang!" Yun Yifan has never bowed to anyone in his life, and today he has deigned to compromise with Xia Xuehan, but he didn't expect Xia Xuehan to refuse to stop, so how could he bear it.

In fact, this can't be blamed for Xia Xuehan's small belly, Yang Zhan has followed him for many years, not to mention his great achievements, he is also loyal to him, he has long regarded Yang Zhan as his own brother, and no one can bear his brother being killed.

Although Yang Zhan's death was not directly caused by Yun Yifan, he did not send troops on time, which led to the blood of thousands of soldiers spilled in Bohai Customs, and Yun Yifan could not get out of it.

As soon as Yun Yifan's voice fell, tens of thousands of soldiers rushed out and stood behind Yun Yi, the two armies were swords-drawn, and there would be a battle of life and death at any time.

"Stop!"

A light sound came, so that the countless soldiers present were stunned, its sound was ethereal, as if it came from a long distance, but it seemed to sound softly in the ears, like the ring of the sky, the yellow warbler out of the valley, such as the sound of the sky.

Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan frowned at the same time, only they knew who was coming, a perfect man like them, but he had a common death hole, that is, this upcoming woman.

Dressed in white, Ling Fengman danced, his eyebrows and eyes were like distant mountains, and there were thousands of styles in the swing of his skirt, and he was stunned to see more than 100,000 soldiers.

How can there be such a delicate woman in this world, it is like a fairy in the sky, no, maybe it is an insult to him to describe it with the word fairy, such a woman can take away the brilliance of the stars and moon as long as she appears.

The world-famous white-clothed exhibition came to the middle of Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan, there was a bit of coldness in his beautiful eyes, he glared at the two of them respectively, and said: "You are all self-proclaimed smart and world-famous characters on weekdays, why are you so brainless now, Xia Lang is waiting for the two of you to go to war, it's good that he hasn't provoked himself to fight first!"

It was clearly a reprimand, but it was so comfortable and touching to listen to in people's ears, the two of them looked at each other, without saying a word, Nan Mengying continued: "Give me the troops to go back, since the alliance is formed, everything can be discussed, and the sword and soldiers will only make the relatives and enemies happy!"

The two were still unmoved, Nan Mengying had no choice, stepped forward and grabbed Xia Xuehan's arm, and said angrily: "Give me back, no war today!"

"Yun Yi Fan He ......"

Without waiting for Xia Xuehan to finish speaking, Nan Mengying stretched out his hand and gently covered his lips, staring at him with shrewd and cunning eyes, and said seriously: "Let's go, go back, I have something very important to tell you!"

Regardless of whether Xia Xuehan agreed or not, he dragged him towards the barracks, and the commander of the army saw that the lord was dragged away by his wife, first, he had no opinion, and secondly, he was not Yun Yifan's opponent, so he had to order the three armies to return to the camp.

A farcical battle between the Southern Immortals and the Northern Emperor ended like this, and the atmosphere of sword rattling suddenly eased, and countless Liao soldiers were still dumbfounded, is it really over, it feels like a dream.

Yun Yifan is still standing under the city, his long back looks a little lonely, anyone who says what Nan Mengying said today can understand, but it also depends on who says it, that is, Nan Mengying, otherwise whoever comes today will not be able to resolve this grudge.

I don't know how many times I watched the white clothes that didn't belong to her getting farther and farther away, and I couldn't see them.

Soon after Xia Xuehan returned to the barracks, he received 10,000 taels of gold and 3,000 war horses from the envoys of the Liao State, as well as 10,000 stones of grain and grass.

On March 20, the two ** teams marched to Luoyang, still divided into two routes, attacking the city and pulling out the village towards Luoyang, and Xia Lang had already arrived in Luoyang and was ready to fight.

"Your Majesty, rest early, it's night!" Xu Ci cautiously walked behind Xia Lang, not even daring to take a breath.

Xia Lang stood in the attic of Luoyang Palace, staring blankly at the stars in the sky, he had been standing for a long time, and he didn't say a word, the more he was like this, the more depressed and terrifying it was, like a wolf dormant in the dark, his blue eyes flashed with fierce light.

I don't know when, Xu Ci has regretted his original choice, and he is like a tiger, but Xia Lang is more afraid of Xu Ci than the tiger, because he is a wolf, more treacherous and cunning than the tiger, more ruthless than the tiger, and more moody than the tiger.

Xia Lang didn't look back, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked lightly, "Where have they been?"

"Your Majesty, you forgot, the spies reported this afternoon that Yun Yifan of the Liao State has occupied Mengjin Pass and Xuanyuan Pass of the Xia Xuehan garrison in Huaxia. Xu Ci replied with a hunched body, his eyes looked at his toes and didn't dare to move, the night in March was still very cold, but Xu Ci was already sweating profusely, and the sweat condensed on the wings of his nose fell drop by drop, and the ground was wet.

Xia Lang's aura was too terrifying, even if he didn't say a word, just standing there without moving, Xu Ci also felt like a god of death standing in front of him, as long as he moved his fingers, his soul would be scattered.

"All the territories east of Luoyang belong to those two families. Xia Lang seemed to be saying to himself, and it was also like saying to Xu Ci.

At this time, a heavy wheelchair sounded, Xu Ci knew who was coming, saluted Xia Lang, and slowly retreated, and the disabled old man Lone Xinghan slowly emerged from the darkness, with eyes that were sharper than falcons on a face wrinkled like orange peel.

He is the loser of the previous generation of competition in Guigu, but it does not mean that he is much weaker than Xia Xuehan's master Guiguzi, the descendants of Guigu have been unique heroes of the Gai Dynasty since ancient times, and each of them will shine with a dynasty, which can make a reckless rise to establish an imperial dynasty, and can also make a prosperous Celestial Empire collapse.

Ghost Valley has always been a palace full of legends, even if it is sparsely populated, but no one has ever dared to despise it.

"Xuanyuan Pass, Yique Pass, Guangcheng Pass, and Dagu Pass to the south of Luoyang, Mengjin Pass, Pingjin Pass, and Xuanmen Pass to the north have been captured one by one, and only Hangu Pass in the west is left in the eight passes of Luoyang, you don't make a move, and you don't send reinforcements, watching Luoyang be surrounded step by step, why!" Lone Xinghan's hoarse throat made a very uncomfortable sound, and his words were inevitably a little dissatisfied.

Sharon pointed to a meteor in the sky and said slowly, "The meteor in the sky is about to fall, can you stop it?"

"Although I can't stop it, I will try my best to make it burn until it is only a mess of scum!" Although Lone Star Han is very old, the bright brilliance that blooms from his eyes at this moment is even more dazzling than the stars in the sky, and the pride of this moment makes him seem to return to his youth, and he is also competing with his old enemies like this.

Xia Lang looked at the bright galaxy in the sky in a daze, the Western Emperor, who had always been arrogant, was a little lonely at this moment, and the mottled Luoyang was behind him, but could he resist the attack of the two strong men and hold it, he had never trusted anyone in this life, he just believed in himself, and he was a little skeptical at this moment.

Zimo Hongchen, Chang'an Road, Chang'an may have been a dream, countless heroes, emperors and generals have such a dream - the king of Chang'an, the rule of Kyushu.

It's just that he did it and got the throne of Chang'an, but he watched it lose little by little.

"There are so many stars in the sky, how much power do mortals have to make them all burn, just let me meet those two people in Luoyang for a while, Wang Tu's hegemony, the ups and downs of the country, just outside Luoyang City!" Xia Lang's words were a little bitter and a little tired, he was calculating all his life, and he really felt tired.

His life star is a greedy wolf, a treacherous and treacherous thief, but in front of the two people who are as peerless as him, any strategy and scheming seem pale and powerless, and he can't think of the other party, otherwise why fight with him, those two people join forces, almost incomprehensible, the only thing to do is to last as long as possible and wait for variables.

"Forget it, what you want to do is your business, the old man can't control you, and he is not in the mood to care about you. By the way, where did my apprentice go?" Lone Star Han waved his hand like a dead tree, Xia Lang's mind has always been unpredictable, when I saw him pitifully teach him the art of ghost valley, I didn't expect it to become more and more unfathomable, I don't know when I can no longer control his thoughts.

"That madman, maybe he died at the hands of those two people, or maybe he was hiding somewhere waiting for an opportunity to seek revenge on me!" Xia Lang's face did not change, and he was still unfazed by the hunt of the other three of the four princes, at least on the surface.

"You've lost since the beginning of Changbai Mountain, you've lost in a mess, and you can't save it!" Lone Xinghan knew that Xia Lang wouldn't say, and if he asked, it was in vain, and he didn't mean to dig any deeper, so he turned his wheelchair and was about to leave.

"I haven't lost yet, this Chang'an is not theirs, at least not yet. Xia Lang didn't get angry, but said lightly with his back to Lone Star, but there was unparalleled firmness and confidence in his words.

Lone Xinghan shook his head, sighed and left, just a sentence floated from afar-"The old man watches the stars at night, reversely steals his life, Xia Xuehan and Yun Yifan are just the fixed number in your life, no matter what you do, what should come will eventually come, but there is a variable in your life, and it is also a variable in their life, unpredictable, that variable is used properly, Cheng Ke dominates Kyushu, is it defeated......" Lone Xinghan didn't continue, the words have come to this, everyone can understand it, there is no need to reveal it again.

Xia Lang didn't ask who the variable was, even if he asked, he knew that Lone Star Han wouldn't say, the reverse stealing of the heavenly machine was already hurting Tianhe, Lone Star Han was willing to remind him that it was already a great favor, and he couldn't talk about any kindness and affection with him, he wanted to get what he needed from the other party, and there was no need to risk his life.

"Variable...... Will there be variables in my life?" Xia Lang looked at the layers of palaces in Luoyang City, the lonely and empty streets that made people sweat coldly, and there was no longer the hustle and bustle of the poem "When the spring land competes for luxury, Luoyang Garden is especially resentful".

He doesn't know if he will feel a little lonely, even though he is famous all over the world and Kyushu, but he can't find someone to talk to in this lonely night, and he is a little sad in addition to loneliness.

Luoyang was very quiet, but he smelled the murderous machine hidden in the air through the silence, and the day of the decisive battle with them was getting closer and closer......

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