Yan Zhen has been filled with regret since he left brocade. Returning to the military tent in Jinhuo Hall, he drank heavily and fell asleep drunk. After waking up, he drank again and became extremely drunk.
Zhang Bushan approached and persuaded him: "The hall master has been in a trance for the past few days, drinking to drown his sorrows and not thinking about business. Is this what a man does?"
Yan Zhen was speechless. All he could think about was the scenes with Brocade. It's a pity that the bloody light of Tianshui Sect has already shattered the sadness in Yiren's heart, and no amount of recovery power can hold up the tearful sky in Huansha Village. The flame in his hand unintentionally split the tranquility and peace of Wen Liulin, leaving only the brocaded orchid mottos still echoing in his ears, and they forgot about that rainy town in the south of the Yangtze River.
Today it is difficult for him to think about holding his son's hand and growing old together with him. The dream is over, but it’s time to wake up from the dream.
Zhang Bushan saw that Yan Zhen was drinking in a daze and did not answer. He asked again: "After a period of adjustment and cultivation, the morale of the people in Jinhuotang has been restored. Tomorrow they can return to Wujiugang and compete with the old Shilu thief." up and down."
Yan Zhen brought up the wine jar and came to Zhang Busan. He smiled slightly and said, "Manager Zhang, aren't you tired?"
Zhang Bushan knelt down and said, "My men have been following the Hall Master for many years and have never tired of the sword and the shadow. Today, I want to accomplish my great work and go straight to the Huanglong Mansion. I am full of energy. I am so glorious. Why should I be tired?"
Yan Zhen patted Zhang Bushan's shoulder after hearing what he said, and said happily: "Good brother!" A tear burst out of his eyes for no apparent reason. Zhang Bushan didn't know what the hall master meant, so when he was about to ask, Yan Zhen turned around, waved his hand, and said meaningfully: "Let's set off tomorrow!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Bushan immediately became energetic and went down to prepare as ordered.
Yan Zhen stopped drinking at this time. He stood quietly in the tent alone, wearing a red robe casually, and his mind flew into the boundless wilderness.
Early the next morning, the red sun's golden light burst through the dark clouds, and a smile slowly emerged. There are still clouds in the western sky, and the morning light shines slantingly on the mountains and earth, and the clouds and sunny meet.
Yan Zhen stood on the top of Wujiu Hill, looking down at Zhang Bushan and his troops marching into Wujiu Hill. Yan Zhendao: "From now on, I hope there will be less disputes and vendettas in the world."
Although Wujiu Hill is not very dangerous, it is the gate of Beggar Clan. Once Wujiu Hill is passed, people from Jinhuo Hall can drive straight in. Arrive directly at the beggar camp without any obstacles
. Therefore, Gang Leader Shi once again deployed heavy troops around Wujiugang, vowing to defend this pass to the death and fight against Jinhuotang.
The Beggar Gang is in the dark, and the Golden Fire Hall is in the light. All the movements and stillness of Yan Zhen are under the control of Shi Lu. The Beggar Clan has already known about Jinhuotang's dispatch of troops, and a large group of troops has been waiting at Wujiugang for a long time. When most of the Jinhuotang troops arrived at Wujiu Hill without any precautions, there were loud shouts and earthquakes all around, and arrows and rocks flew down. A volley of random arrows was fired, and the scene of the previous attack on Wujiugang was repeated today.
Yan Zhen stood on the hill and looked at the leader of the Shilu Gang who was personally directing the battle on the opposite mountain. Then he flew down from the top of the mountain, stepped on the rocks and flew into the ravine, running towards the stone road. The disciples of the Beggar Clan swarmed up and blocked Yan Zhen's path. Yan Zhen knocked back the disciples with a few swords in the air. Yan Zhen jumped down and continued to rush forward. No one could stop him wherever he went. Seeing him coming to the stone road.
Li Chunxing and Mu Jianxing, two elders and handsome disciples, Bu Lingyun, greeted each other in sword formation. Unfortunately, Bai Chouri and Zhang Huaiyuan were gone, and the power of Lingyun Formation was greatly reduced.
, it’s hard to be Yan Zhen’s rival. Yan Zhen defeated the Lingyun Sword Formation in one go, and the second elder Li Mu was also injured. Seeing the situation, Shi Lu flew forward to fight, but Yan Zhen snatched the Fei Long Boyu stick and inserted it into the stone. When Shi Lu was about to take action, the Yan Mo Sword was blazing and approaching his throat.
Shi Lu knew that he was doomed this time and could not escape Yan Zhen's sharp sword. Then he shouted generously: "Yan Zhen, there are disciples of the Beggar Clan all over Wujiu Gang and beyond. Even if Shi Lu dies, all the disciples will take your head as a token of gratitude to the world."
Yan Zhen ignored it and just said: "I don't know how many people Yan has killed who led the mountain climbers. From now on, there will be no vendetta between Jinhuotang and the Beggar Clan." After saying that, Yan Zhen took back the true energy of the Flame Sword and raised his hand to the stone. Lu Dao: "After several bloody battles, Leader Wangshi will atone for his sins!"
Seeing Yan Zhen's move, Shi Lu was dumbfounded and suspected that Yan Zhen was cheating and had ulterior motives, so he said: "Yan Zhen, what are your intentions? It is simply a fool's dream to think that our beggar gang will completely surrender to you. "
Yan Zhen said: "I've been in a dream for a long time!" He turned around and left.
Li Chunxing and Mu Jianxing were indifferent when they saw Yan Zhen talking to Shi Lu. Then they thought: "Wouldn't it be good to kill Yan Zhen at this time?" Both of them had this thought, and secretly came to Yan Zhen's side. Li Chunxing was in front and Mu Jianxing was behind. They stood up and stabbed Yan Zhen with their swords.
Yan Zhen had something else on his mind at this time, he only focused on Li Chunxing's sword in front of him, and lightly used his palm to fight the sword away. He didn't expect the wooden sword star behind him to arrive early when he saw it, and it had already stabbed Yan Zhen in the heart. Unexpectedly, Yan Zhenbo When blocking Li Chunxing's sword, his body had already moved. The sword in Mu Jianxing's hand just missed and passed through Yan Zhen's shoulder. The blade of the sword was exposed from Yan Zhen's chest, and blood overflowed.
The Wooden Sword Star penetrated the heart with a sword that was not heavy and did not stop. He fiercely pushed Yan Zhen aside and drew his angry sword again, vowing to avenge the Second Elder Zhang Bai. Li Chunxing also drew his sword twice on one side, trying to kill Yan Zhen. Yan Zhen was in unbearable pain. He flicked his two fingers, and two lines of fire shot out, stabbing their wrists. Li Chunxing and Mu Jianxing threw their swords to the ground, but The two of them did not hesitate. They picked up their swords and stabbed Yan Zhen again, but Shi Lu waved his hand to stop him.
Mu Jianxing asked in confusion: "If I don't avenge Zhang Bai and eliminate the harm in the martial arts world now, then how long will it take?"
Shi Lu still waved his hand to stop Li Chunxing and Mu Jianxing. The second elder held a grudge and didn't understand why.
At this time, Zhang Bushan led the crowd to the top of the mountain and saw Yan Zhen surrounded by Shi Lu and others. Yan Zhen was seriously injured again. While supporting Yan Zhen, he shouted: "Kill the Beggar Clan disciples one by one, leaving no one behind."
Yan Zhen stopped hastily and issued an order: "Today Jinhuotang evacuates Wujiugang and returns home. Our two families will never fight again."
Zhang Bushan asked: "Why is this so?"
"No need to ask any more questions!" Yan Zhen said.
Zhang Bushan said again: "Just now I saw the hall master on the top of the mountain trying to kill the old thief Shi Lu. Why did he retreat when he was done? If Shi Lu escapes today, he will be in great trouble in the future. How can he accept our kindness?"
Yan Zhendao: "I won't allow anyone to accept my affection. I will lead everyone to retreat and return to the Golden Fire Hall tomorrow."
Zhang Bushan was confused. He didn't know why Yan Zhen had been acting out of character in the past few days. He wanted to speak but Yan Zhen said: "Take me down the mountain quickly!" After saying that, he covered the bleeding wound. When Zhang Bushan saw that Yan Zhen was injured, he felt bad. Instead of theory. Helpless, Yan Zhen led the crowd away.
Mu Jianxing said to Shi Lu: "If Yan Zhen goes here, doesn't he let the tiger return to the mountain?"
Shi Lu looked into the distance and sighed: "I look like a prodigal son turning back, but I hope she will keep her promise." Shi Lu and the other disciples stood on Wujiu Hill for a long time, watching the Jinhuo Hall people leave.
