Central Plains·Junting·Xiaoyaohou Mansion
Tonight's night sky seems to be bright outside the pavilion. In the right guardian's court, the two Hu sisters are sitting by the pond and counting the stars. The general under the right guardian's banner at the door is also leaning against the pillar, seeming to be watching with great interest. Looking at the two sisters.
Maybe they only act like women when they're not on the battlefield.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a loud noise broke the comfort and tranquility in the courtyard, and the door of the courtyard was kicked open. The two sisters, who had been laughing and enjoying the scenery, instantly arched their bodies, looking like two fierce tigers among the flowers.
The general, who was leaning next to the pillar, also picked up the big gun in his hand and pointed it directly at the door.
The man outside the courtyard did not rush in. He just took off a package from his shoulders and threw it at the general's feet. The bottom of the package was a red color, as if there was a lot of blood.
He slowly opened the package and saw what was inside, which made him smile knowingly.
"Okay, boy, do you really want to kill him?"
After hearing this, the two Hu sisters, who were hunched over and full of hostility, also lowered their sharpness, and even showed a little admiration in their eyes.
"Now that my promise has been fulfilled, let your right protector come out to see me."
"It's getting late, and Protector Leng has gone to rest. Let's meet again tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Huh." Yun Musheng snorted coldly. "If we hadn't destroyed the Pioneer Camp and Xiuchuan, I wonder if there would be a tomorrow for your Right Protector's Courtyard and Xiaoyao Houfu!"
Hearing such words, the general seemed a little angry in his heart, and raised the big gun that he had just dropped: "Hey! Boy, don't be so shameless. You broke into the door so rudely, and I didn't even fork you out." I think highly of you!"
Yun Musheng walked straight to the general's gun. The tip of the gun was only a hair's breadth away from his eyebrows. He glared at the general and muttered: "The promise is fulfilled. According to the agreement, the right protector is cold and respects me. As the Lord of the Xiaoyao Houfu, as for you, according to the etiquette of our Nanling secular sect, you should kneel down on one knee at this time, instead of being so rebellious and pointing a spear at the lord you serve!"
"Hey!" The general laughed playfully. "Then why don't you try and see if you can make me kneel down."
Yun Musheng stared at him for a moment, and the surrounding air gradually began to cool down. A stream of cold air condensed in his hands. The Hu sisters on the side also reached for the blade behind their backs. It seemed that a bloody battle was about to begin in this small There was an outbreak in the hospital.
"presumptuous!"
A golden light fell from the sky, and the gun-wielding general suddenly felt as heavy as two big bells tied between his legs. He suddenly fell to his knees and was too heavy to stand up.
Yun Musheng saw this situation and said with a smile: "How about it? Can you kneel down?"
Outside the door, Monk Buwu strode in. When the general saw that it was the Zuo Protector, he couldn't help but get a little angry: "This is a matter in our Right Protector's compound. What does it have to do with you, the Left Protector?"
"Disrespecting the Young Lord, this is a matter of the entire Xiaoyaohou Mansion, and of course it has something to do with the poor monk."
The gun-wielding general paused for a moment, struggling on his legs but unable to stand up.
"Sugar, don't wake up, Qingshan, don't be presumptuous."
The voice of a one-year-old man came from the room behind the gun-wielding general, and the door slowly opened, making the sound of wood rubbing against each other.
The right protector coldly walked out of the house with long strides. When the monk saw him, he bowed his hands and saluted him and said: "Amitabha, protector Leng has always been true to his word, and I think it will be the same this time."
He glanced coldly at Xiuchuan's head in the package, and then at Yun Musheng. He tried his best to hide the disbelief in his eyes. He paused for a long time before replying: "Master Buwu is joking. You and I will cooperate in the protection." Xiaoyao Hou has been here for many years, why would he talk to me like this? As for the matter of treating him as your king...after all, I am Leng Leng and I am a star."
As soon as these words came out, General Sugar, who was still kneeling on the ground by Bu Wu, secretly rejoiced. The right protector Leng Leng was Xingxu after all. Even if he was accused of going back on his word, he could not regard a young first-class warrior as his monarch. .
"After all, I am a first-level star. How can Leng Leng be dissatisfied with someone who is about the same age as me and has killed a second-level star." After saying that, Leng Leng turned around and bowed his hands to Yun Musheng and said: "Welcome young lord."
Zhongyuan·Junting·Wu'an Jinghong Hall
"Your Majesty, please spare your life! Your Majesty, please spare your life! Ahhhhh!"
Inside the palace, several secret sentries who came to return their lives were burned to death when they were about to escape from the entrance of the palace. The originally magnificent Jinghong Palace was now in ruins, as if it had just experienced the wrath of Lord Wu An.
In such a rage, Lord Wu An, even Bei Rutian and Shanzhu Xi, two elders from Xingxu, did not dare to enter without permission.
At this moment, the sound of a cane hitting the stone with an iron pestle came, and an old Taoist was limping slowly, dragging a huge coffin behind him. When Bei Rutian and Shanzhuxi saw that The old Taoist suddenly knelt down to greet him.
Even Lord Wu An, who was still in a rage, temporarily put aside his anger when he saw this person and greeted him with his hands.
"Jun Mo lost his beloved general, and his heart was filled with desolation and anger, which made the Grand Master laugh."
The old Taoist priest fixed the snake-head crutch with a "dong" sound, leaned his thin body slightly, and took off the hat on his cloak to reveal his purple face.
"Xiuchuan's innate qualifications are not bad. It is a pity to die, but please rest assured, Mr. Wu An, Pindao has already found a better candidate to replace Xiuchuan."
When Jun Mo heard this, he immediately beamed with joy: "As expected of the Grand Master, he is indeed extraordinary. May I ask who this person is?"
"Haha, my lord, please take a look."
The old man stretched his two fingers in front of his mouth and recited some incantations silently. The coffin behind him suddenly stood up. As the coffin board fell, an old woman suddenly opened her eyes and walked out of the coffin. .
"This! This is!" Jun Mo exclaimed with wide eyes as he looked at the old lady in front of him who seemed to have been turned into a medicine man by the old master. "This is the saint from Xingluo Valley in the northwest of my court?!"
"Yes, it's her."
The Xingluo Valley in Junting already existed when Lord Anling came to power in the Central Plains. There used to be a temple there. People in the Central Plains would go to the temple to burn incense during festivals and worship the so-called "Wu Nian God". .
There is an old woman in Xingluo Valley who has been guarding the temple. It is said that she has the ability to reach the sky. That is why in the decades after the death of Lord Anling, no matter what kind of war happened in the emperor's court, the Xingluo Valley has not subject to any intrusion.
At this time, a saint who had only been heard in rumors was actually made into a medicine man by the demon, which really shocked both Wu An Jun and Jun Mo.
"May I ask how the Grand Master subdued the Saint?"
The old Taoist snorted and said mockingly: "I was alone in that valley working behind closed doors, but I never thought that I had gone crazy and possessed myself, which gave the poor Taoist an opportunity to take advantage of."
"Then what kind of strength is this saint?" Jun Mo asked. After all, the inner power that the old woman radiated the moment she opened her eyes shocked even him in the three realms of stars.
"This saint, like you, was once a star in the first realm. She entered the Sun-covering Pavilion and underwent body tempering. In addition, the Gu insects entered her heart, and she has reached the realm of a star in the third realm."
Jun Mo was overjoyed when he heard this, and seemed to have suddenly forgotten the pain of Xiuchuan's death, "Yes, people with such strength, together with me and the other two elders, will definitely be able to fight against those who appeared in Wuzhen a few days ago. That witch."
But the old Taoist shook his head: "Your Majesty, have you ever thought about it? The Pioneer Camp is on the bank of the Weishui River. If you want to kill Xiuchuan, with the strength of the demon girl, you can just walk across the river. Why do you have to design to lure Xiuchuan alone?" past?"
"The Grand Master wants to say that the witch may no longer be able to display her strength as she did in Wuzhen?"
"Or maybe, the only one in Junting at this time is the white-haired boy who beheaded Han Xie, not the woman."
Central Plains·Junting·Xiaoyaohou Mansion
"Thank you very much, Mr. Huimou, for your advice to me. I promise that Mr. Feng will be the main battle strategist of the Hou Mansion."
"Alas, don't be like this. I'm used to being undisciplined, and I don't want to carry such a heavy burden."
In Xiaoyao Hall, looking back at the man sitting at the table beside him, holding the wine in his hand and drinking leisurely, Yun Musheng personally brought two more cans for him and asked quietly:
"I wonder, sir, when did you discover that this junior has a second kind of spiritual power?"
He looked back and took a sip of wine and replied: "You think I am a god. How can I have such ability? At most, Xiuchuan stepped into the first-class master and sealed the spiritual cave of you two."
Yun Musheng was puzzled and asked curiously: "Then what should I do if I didn't have the second ice walking spiritual power at that time?"
He looked back and smiled, then glanced behind the door of the main hall and said, "You two girls, please hurry up and come out!"
Behind the door, two figures that Yun Musheng was no longer familiar with walked forward quickly.
"Even if you don't have another kind of spiritual power, with their combination of Kuai Xue Shi Qing and Han Che from the fourth level of Han Jiang Snow Realm, you can definitely kill Xiuchuan."
"Senior sister!"
Yun Musheng was overjoyed to see these two people. Yun Lingzhi threw herself on Yun Musheng, "Boy, it's been a year since I last saw you. You've grown a lot and you've become a marquis!"
"Hey, Senior Sister Lingzhi, don't make fun of me. I only got here because of the secret help of the princess and some combination of circumstances. Besides, unlike Xiaoyao Hou, I don't have the canonization of the Holy Emperor. I can only be regarded as a bastard." The leader of the king.”
"Mr. Huimou has already told us, you, don't make random promises that could easily lead to death."
Hua Wenqing on the side punched Yun Musheng lightly on the chest. The long-lost tenderness reminded Yun Musheng of the scene in Huayun a few years ago.
"Yes, senior sister Qingqing."
"You still call me senior sister?" Hua Wenqing asked suddenly.
Yun Musheng was puzzled, scratched his head and looked at Hua Wenqing. "If you don't call me Senior Sister, what would you call me?"
Yun Lingzhi on the side slapped Yun Musheng on the back of the head and scolded: "You are so stupid, senior sister asked you. Who is your father?"
"An... Lord Anling."
"What's Mr. Anling's name?"
"Shangguantuo."
"Then what is the name of Wenqing's father, the man named Hua Xianzi?"
"The Wu Zhidian Shangguan who first participated in the sword competition... Tuo?"
Yun Musheng slapped his forehead, as if he had discovered something extraordinary. He looked back at the three children in front of him with interest, and said with a smile: "Hey, you two are half-siblings. .”
