He Yue'er looked at Ge Cifeng's expression and took two steps back in fright. Ge Cifeng now had no trace of the style he had in the capital. Even though he was covered in dust, even his movements lacked the elegance, and his eyes were sometimes normal and sometimes crazy, making people afraid.
"I beg you, Yue'er, I beg you! I have missed you every day for the past two years! Come here, let's go, I will take you to your parents, and we will never be separated again, okay?" Ge Ci As Feng said, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground. Regardless of the occasion, he crawled towards He Yue'er on his knees.
Xiang Liangyu lay on the carriage and looked at Ge Cifeng walking on his knees, feeling indescribable sadness in his heart. He didn't quite believe it just now, but now he can't believe it anymore. The dignified Prince Ge Cifeng of Chuxiang is really crazy...
"Yue'er, I..."
"That's enough! If you know, you know, if you don't know, you don't know. Why bother to lie to me! Look at what you are like now. If you don't want to rebel and cause trouble, who would want to be with you? I can't wait for you to die. !" He Yue'er changed her usual gentle and graceful attitude and roared loudly.
Ge Cifeng was stunned by He Yue'er's yelling. Then he smiled bitterly, and the laughter became louder and louder: "It's me who is being sentimental... It's me who is being sentimental... Hahahaha..."
Xiang Liangyu wiped the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes and winked at Xiang Qi, who immediately understood. There are only two women on the opposite side, one of whom is Wu Dinggong's beloved. If they are captured at this time, not to mention returning to Chuxiang, they will launch a counterattack, and the outcome will be unpredictable.
Xiang Qi rushed towards Qi, grabbed a long spear from the hands of the soldiers on the side, and pointed the tip of the spear directly at Fu Qing!
One hostage is enough!
Although Fu Qing has martial arts skills, he only uses Qinggong to escape and is not good at close combat. What's more, he was injured two years ago and damaged his meridians. His Qinggong skills have long been abandoned. How can he stop Xiang Qi, who is used to fighting on the battlefield? But behind him was He Yue'er, who had no way to retreat. In desperation, he closed his eyes and raised the Siqing Sword to resist.
"Are you going to die?" Fu Qing felt a little sad. Even if she couldn't see Yi Xiaodao for the last time, it would be nice to see her parents... But in comparison, she was much better off than He Yue'er. She didn't even have her parents. ...I really want to hug her...
"Crack! Snap!"
Fu Qing felt no pain, nor did he feel like he was knocked into the air. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a man standing in front of him, wearing coarse linen clothes. It was not Yi Xiaodao, but Tang Yunsong who had left and returned!
Looking at Xiang Qi again, he flew back to the carriage, and the spear in his hand had broken into two pieces.
Tang Yunsong panted heavily and said with his back to the two girls: "I'm pretty good with concealed weapons. I'm not good at close combat, but I can still resist for a while. You go to Yingcheng, the princess and senior brother will come to pick you up."
Fu Qing had been traveling alone for many years, but he was much calmer than He Yue'er. He quickly grabbed He Yue'er and headed towards Yingcheng.
Xiang Qi didn't expect that the Tang Sect's Qing Gong was so mysterious. He didn't even notice it when he was around him. He was kicked back by Xiang Qi just now. If he hadn't been in a hurry to protect himself with a spear, blocking most of the force, this One kick would probably kill him on the spot.
"Give me...ahem...get on!"
No matter how powerful a martial arts sect is, once they are surrounded by soldiers and horses on the battlefield, the only outcome is death. Although Chu Xiang's army is short of soldiers and horses, it can still gather more than ten thousand men. Not to mention one Tang Sect disciple, even if more than a thousand Tang Sect disciples come, the whole army will be wiped out.
"Come!" Tang Yunsong did not retreat but advanced, facing the surrounding Chu Xiang army...
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"Yunhe, come, this is your junior brother Tang Yunsong, you must teach him well from now on!"
"yes."
"Yunsong, these are your clothes. Come on, try them on to see if they fit you."
"Thank you, old lady. I can still wear these clothes now. There's no rush to change."
The old lady of the Tang clan left, and little Tang Yunhe came to the side of little Tang Yunsong: "Hey, Tang Yunsong, right? Why don't you wear the clothes the old lady gave you? Sichuan and Sichuan silk is famous all over the world, and it's so comfortable to wear! And that suit is Clothes that are only available to direct disciples, how many people outside want to wear them but haven’t had the chance yet!”
"Senior Brother Yunhe, what I wear is very suitable and comfortable. Why do I have to change to silk? I understand the rules of the Tang Sect. I will accept the clothes. I will wear them when necessary!"
Little Tang Yunhe curled his lips: "You really don't look like a disciple of the Tang Sect."
…
"You are lazy again. You are on duty every day. If I remember correctly, you should be the one to fetch water today!"
"Back to senior brother, it's not that we are being lazy, it's actually the second senior brother who... rushed to fetch water..."
"Is it because you think he is honest and deliberately bully him? Let me tell you, although Yun Song is honest and honest, he is a direct disciple of the old lady. If you dare to be disrespectful to him, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Senior Brother, how dare we bully Second Senior Brother... Hey, Second Senior Brother is back. If you don't believe it, Senior Brother, just ask..."
Tang Yunhe looked over and saw Tang Yunsong holding two poles, each carrying two buckets of water. One person carries four buckets of water, holding a pole in his hand, walking along a mountain road of dozens of miles?
Tang Yunhe strode over: "The old lady accepted you into the Tang Clan because you have excellent bones. She wants to teach you the Tang Clan's advanced martial arts. You'd better come to the Tang Clan to work as a coolie?"
When Tang Yunsong saw Tang Yunhe, he put down the pole: "Senior Brother Tang, I..."
"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you hesitating?"
Tang Yunsong lowered his voice and whispered: "I think these people were all sent to the Tang Clan by their parents. They only became registered disciples because of their poor foundation. I don't think I am much better than them... I get up early and work late every day for the Tang Clan. , It’s really hard work... I just finished practicing today, so I will help them..."
"Elmhead! Although they are registered disciples, the Tang Sect also gives them monthly money! Who can blame them for not being able to learn superior martial arts? The old lady is kind-hearted and gave them a living. It would be better for you to help others with their work. People take money, are there people like you?" The more Tang Yunhe thought about it, the angrier he became, and he raised his hand and hit Tang Yunsong hard on the head.
Tang Yunsong squatted on the ground holding his head and said nothing. He really had a wooden head...
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"You are going on an expedition with the princess this time. You need to be careful in everything and don't get into trouble! It doesn't matter if something goes wrong with the Tang Clan. If the Peng family of Sichuan is hurt, I will have no shame to meet the ancestors of the Tang Clan. …”
"Yes, please rest assured, old lady, Yunhe will definitely live up to his great trust!"
"Yes, ah, old lady, what does it mean to get into trouble?"
Tang Jinhua, the head of the Tang Sect, smiled and said patiently and plainly: "If others don't hit you, don't hit them. If others hit you, hit them."
Tang Yunsong scratched his head: "What if someone else hits someone else?"
Tang Yunhe grabbed it and said, "No matter!"
The old lady raised her hands to stop her, and said with a smile: "Yunsong, you have been kind-hearted since you were a child, and you have your own way in your heart. In order to get you to come to Tangmen, I almost broke up with the old man Zhang Zongbai! Hahaha, since in my heart You already have an idea, so why ask?”
Tang Yunsong lowered his head and said nothing...
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Tang Yunhe was lying on the table and suddenly saw Tang Yunsong standing in front of him covered in blood: "Brother, please tell the old lady that Yunsong did not cause any trouble to the Tang clan..."
"Yunsong!"
Tang Yunhe suddenly woke up, where was there any trace of Tang Yunsong? It's just a dream. Tang Yunhe wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the bed. Baby Peng was still sleeping soundly. The doctor gave her some soothing and calming medicine. She might only have to sleep for seven or eight hours.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Tang Yunhe comforted himself.
Suddenly, a Tang Sect disciple bumped into the door and fell to the ground crying: "Senior Brother! Second Senior Brother, he..."
Tang Yunhe thought of the series of messy dreams he had just had, and his heart tightened. He picked up the person, dragged him out of the door, closed the door, and asked: "What happened! What happened to Yunsong people!"
The disciple of the Tang Sect burst into tears and it took him a long time to say: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"Get out of my way!" Tang Yunhe angrily threw the Tang disciple away and flew towards the county government hall.
In the county government hall, He Yue'er and Fu Qing hugged each other and cried together. The other Tang Sect disciples gathered around Tang Yunsong's body, all crying and beating their chests. There was no room for standing in the hall, and even the courtyard of the county government office was filled with disciples of the Tang Sect, crowding the county government office to a crawl.
Tang Yunhe rushed outside the county government office and saw the crowds of people. He shouted anxiously: "Get out of my way!" When the disciples of the Tang Sect saw that it was Tang Yunhe, they all cried and moved out of the way, but the speed was too slow. Tang Yunhe couldn't wait at all. He pulled hard with his hands, and the silk outer garment was squeezed to pieces, revealing many holes.
Tang Yunhe was anxious, so he tore off the long silk dress on his body, kicked his feet hard, and flew directly from outside the county government office into the lobby of the county government office.
As soon as Tang Yunhe landed, he saw Tang Yunsong covered in blood and asked sharply: "What's going on!"
All the Tang Sect disciples burst into tears, and no one had time to answer. In the end, He Yue'er and Fu Qing wiped away their tears and told Tang Yunhe the whole story.
A Sichuan-Sichuan general added on the side: "We rescued Miss He and Miss Fu. When we arrived, Senior Brother Tang was already dying, but he blocked all Chu Xiang's troops alone. There were broken weapons around him. A foot high...injure the enemy, enough to number a thousand people..."
"Did Ge Cifeng catch him?" Tang Yunhe tried to steady his breathing.
"We didn't find Ge Cifeng when we arrived. There were only a few hundred Chu and Xiang troops left. They were all killed by our army. We escorted Senior Brother Tang's body back, and the other generals are still chasing after him."
Tang Yunhe turned around and said: "Why are you crying? It's so noisy! People in the world laugh at my Tang Clan for being weak and easy to bully. Headed by an old woman, hidden weapon skills are not regarded as the right way. Now let them know why our Tang Clan is so weak and spineless. Yes! This time it’s Tang Yunsong. If anyone dares to be an enemy of the Tang Sect again, it will be me, Tang Yunhe, next time! If you consider yourself to be a disciple of the Tang Sect, you should realize this!"
"I will obey the order of senior brother!" The sobbing of all the Tang Sect disciples subsided and they replied in unison.
"Ge Cifeng, who left Chuxiang this time, will come back sooner or later! We must avenge Yunsong!"
"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!" The Tang Sect disciples were often favored by Tang Yunsong. At this time, Tang Yunsong died in battle, and everyone was furious and high in fighting spirit.
The disciples of the Tang Sect carried Tang Yunsong's body away, and He Yue'er and Fu Qing also saluted and said goodbye to Tang Yunhe. The hall was empty, and in the blink of an eye, only Tang Yunhe was left.
"Yunsong..." Tang Yunhe lowered his head, crying...
