Zhongyuan·Junting·East Street
"I just came here to look for an old place, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this." Lu Qingjiu sighed, holding a tattered plaque in his hand. Yun Musheng stepped forward and saw the word "Qing Deng" written on it.
"Is this the Qingdeng Tower?" Yun Musheng asked, looking at the ruins in front of her.
"It used to be, but now, it's just a ruin."
Yun Musheng looked around and saw no one around, so she asked curiously: "You came alone?"
"Fushu left me a letter before he left, saying that if I had no way to go, the Hou Mansion could take me in. I was about to go to the Hou Mansion at the moment, but suddenly I saw my old place in this state, and I couldn't help but stop and feel regretful. Fan."
Yun Musheng remembered the night when Xiaoyao Hou left in a hurry. The guard named Lei Yu said that the one who was attacked by Jinghong Palace seemed to be this East Street. Miss Lu also mentioned to him that when she boarded the Paradise Before, I was the oiran of the largest restaurant in the Central Plains, and it must have been in this Qingdeng Tower.
"What about you? Where are you going? To Xiaoyaohou Mansion or to Lord Wu An's Jinghong Palace?"
Lu Qingjiu originally thought that these words were knowingly asked. In the past, the forces in the Hou Mansion responded to the call of Princess Qinghe and fought together with Yun Musheng in the Realm of Paradise. Now people like Ma Qingfeng are all going to join the Hou Mansion. Naturally, Yun Musheng wanted to join the Hou Mansion faction.
"I won't go to anyone." Yun Musheng replied.
Although this answer surprised Lu Qingjiu, it was not surprising considering that it came from Yun Musheng's mouth.
"I used the intelligence from the Tianji Tower to find out the news. It was said that the place where my father An Lingjun fell off the cliff was in the Xingluo Valley in the northwest of the Central Plains. I will go there to find his tomb and then leave."
"No. Wait?" Lu Qingjiu had an incredulous expression on her face. She couldn't believe what her ears heard.
"Who did you say your father was?"
"An... Lord An Ling, what, do you know him?"
Lu Qingjiu suddenly pushed Yun Musheng hard, causing her to fall against a wall. He put a hand next to Yun Musheng's ear and looked at the young man in front of him.
Yun Musheng was shocked and said: "Lu...Miss Lu, what are you doing!"
Lu Qingjiu ignored it, but continued to observe it carefully, as if not even a pore was missed.
"No wonder he looks like an old friend. He is actually the son of an old friend."
"What is the son of an old friend?" Yun Musheng's face gradually became hot. This time, such a beautiful woman would be in such close contact with him that he would be at a loss and breathing rapidly.
Lu Qingjiu finally let go of Yun Musheng, his eyes seemed to be filled with waves of memories.
"Do you remember that I once told you that when I was in Qingdeng Tower, I met a handsome young man who fascinated me."
"I did say that. Could it be that that person is?!"
"That's right, it's your father, Lord An Ling. If he hadn't already been busy with something important at that time, given my beauty, you would have called me "Mom" now."
Yun Musheng took a breath. After going around and around for so long, she was finally taken advantage of.
"Little brother! Little brother! Help me quickly! The people from Jinghong Hall are coming, help!"
Yun Musheng and Lu Qingjiu heard the news and went away, only to see that the person coming was Ma Qingfeng, who had separated on the bank of the river. They had not been apart for a few hours, but they met again.
Just when I thought of this, I saw the dust gradually rising behind the horse Qingfeng. There was indeed a horse team heading towards this place. Looking at the armors worn by the group of people and the iconic "Jun" flag, this was indeed The people from Jinghong Hall were right.
Ma Qingfeng hid behind Yun Musheng, and the cavalry team from Jinghong Hall stopped in front of the three of them. The leader was wearing a golden armor, with a wide forehead and a unibrow, and he was holding a big halberd. He looked like a typical General appearance.
He pointed at Ma Qingfeng behind Yun Musheng and cursed: "Damn bug, we won't mess with you, but you dare to mess with our Jinghong Palace, and you dare to splash excrement in our grain storehouse. I think you are I’m tired of living!”
Yun Musheng looked at Ma Qingfeng in confusion: "Speaking of Ma Qingfeng, I know you want to force me to join the Marquis Mansion, so you wouldn't use such despicable means to force me to join you."
Ma Qingfeng immediately argued: "Don't talk nonsense, I am expressing my determination to Xiaoyao Hou. The dog thieves from Jinghong Hall attacked this East Street a few days ago, and now I poured the excrement into their marching granary. This makes people eat rice and dogs eat shit, so it’s a perfect match.”
The leader was furious when he heard this, and he stabbed the two of them with the big halberd. Yun Musheng immediately drew his sword to meet him. A bit of cold light flashed out, and the heavy halberd was stably stabbed. Take it.
The man holding the halberd was stunned when he saw the snowflake pattern, "White-haired young man Xue Hanjian, are you Yun Musheng who killed Han Xie?"
"It's me, how come you got it? Could it be that you also have your eye on me, Wan Duo's head?"
The man holding the halberd turned over and dismounted, and bowed his hands to Yun Musheng humbly and said: "Young Master Yun is joking. With such a brave hero as Young Master, everyone in Jinghong Palace respects me. I'm going down to the boat to welcome you." Young Master Yun went to the palace to talk."
This move made Yun Musheng stunned. It seemed that Ma Qingfeng was right. Ever since Wuzhen planted the "Qing" flag, the two rivals in the Jinghonghou Mansion were really afraid of him.
Yun Musheng also bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Young General, for your kindness. However, I have other important matters and it is inconvenient for me to attend the appointment."
Lu Xiaochuan scratched his head and reluctantly smiled: "In that case, generals, listen to the order! Take the lives of these three people and then go to the Weishui River."
"yes!"
The group of soldiers behind them all raised their spears and pointed them at the three of them. Seeing this, Ma Qingfeng hurriedly shouted at the man: "We are the princess's people. If you dare to touch us, you are not afraid of the iron hooves of the imperial army trampling on your Jinghong Palace." door?!"
"Ha, look where this place is, for whom is Hedong, East Street, the territory of Xiaoyao Hou Mansion, the people who died on the territory of Hou Mansion, dare to ask Her Highness the princess, who do you suspect more? Kill them all!"
A group of soldiers flew forward, while Yun Musheng and Ma Qingfeng stood in front of Lu Qingjiu. Faced with such a large number of powerful enemies, they naturally did not dare to slack off and did not hold back.
"It will snow soon and it will clear up soon!"
"Shadow Ranbu!"
All the soldiers in front were killed by the wind curling blade and the swaying black shadow of the horse Qingfeng, and their armor flew away. However, Lu Xiaochuan didn't seem to care about the life and death of the soldiers, and kept sending soldiers forward. It was like using the lives of subordinates to consume the physical strength of three people.
A stick of incense has passed, and fallen corpses and tattered armor have piled up on the ground.
"Old Ma, something is wrong."
"I've discovered it a long time ago, but I was busy fighting just now and didn't have time to tell you."
Both of them were panting. The soldiers of Jinghong Hall had received special training, and they seemed to be determined to kill them before falling down.
What's even more horrifying is that no matter how big the cuts are on their bodies or even beheading them, there are not a few drops of blood flowing out, only the scratches are glowing red.
Such a number of casualties would have been a river of blood under normal circumstances.
The snow in their hands gradually became heavier, and the countless soldiers who could not be killed continued to rush forward one after another. The two of them not only wanted to kill the enemy, but also protected Lu Qingjiu, who was trapped in the beast for a while. fight.
"It's obvious that these things are not human at all. No wonder the boy with the halberd didn't seem to feel sorry for him and let these pawns die."
After hearing this, Yun Musheng transferred the spiritual power in his body, and he felt that the group of soldiers in front of him had no life in their bodies at all. This feeling was exactly the same as what he felt when he was in the realm of bliss.
"These are not living people at all, they are medicine men controlled by Gu!"
"This can't continue like this. Sooner or later we will be killed by him here. To capture the thief, capture the king first, and we have to kill the leader Lu Xiaochuan."
Yun Musheng agreed to Ma Qingfeng's proposal, but looking at the towering armored human wall in front of him, he couldn't even see clearly the position of Lu Xiaochuan, and he didn't know how to capture the king of generals.
"No, I can't kill him!"
"You're not that, a spirit exorcist. Since they are medicine men, they're not going to hit you. Since you can even touch the five of them, Lord Yan, can't you solve these things?"
Ma Qingfeng seemed a little anxious, and Yun Musheng's mind was in confusion. The seal of Yan Jun relied on the Five Elements God-killing Formation, not the strength of the five of them.
However, when fighting against Yan Jun, Yun Musheng did have some sense of the malicious spiritual power.
"Be aware, the dead will not move." Lu Qingjiu suddenly spoke from behind. "What makes these medicine men move is the Gu worms in their bodies. By sensing the breath of these Gu worms and cleaning them out, this situation can be broken."
"That's easy to say." Yun Musheng continued to deal with the soldiers coming in front of him. He dodged a machete, jumped up and stepped on the head of one of them. Looking up, the scene in front of him was really... A desperate picture.
Not far away, Lu Xiaochuan was riding alone on a horse, enjoying and looking forward to the scene of the three people being gradually swallowed up by the medicine warriors. Behind him, a dark group of medicine warriors were still walking in an orderly formation. .
"Do we two have to fight against thousands of troops to pass this level today?"
Ma Qingfeng, who was still wielding a dagger and killing everyone, asked. Although he couldn't see it, the oppressive and suffocating footsteps said everything.
"I have no choice but to fight hard."
Yun Musheng, who was standing above the medicine man and armored man, began to emit a trace of blood energy from his body, and the snow-capped carvings were also soaked red by the flowing blood.
"Is this blood power?! Are you crazy? Using qi and blood to forcibly increase your internal strength will cost you a lot of life!"
"Old Ma, have you counted the number of fallen corpses behind us?"
"I know, it's been an hour, and a single wind of the sword in front of you can cut down a whole piece, and the number of enemies you've killed has already been over a thousand."
"Then today, even if I have the strength to defeat thousands of troops, it is still not enough. It is better to lose my life than to die here."
Ma Qingfeng did not refute, but watched the tall young man with reluctance as he used this cruel technique.
Suddenly, a sound of flute came, and Yun Musheng felt that her body was like rain, and there was a lightness. This breath was very familiar, like the martial arts of Yaochi, but she couldn't recognize whose martial arts, he could practice medicine with music. .
"Brother Yun, you can't lose your life here. You still have to save your life to accompany my sister Mingming!"
A familiar voice sounded, and a flute-playing girl stood on a broken wall not far away. Yun Musheng took a closer look.
"Wonderful... Xian'er!"
