The East is undefeated

Feng Heng also immediately understood that the person in front of him was smiling because he saw his shyness and knew that he was pretending just now.

Immediately, a thin layer of anger appeared in Shui Lingling's big eyes, but the rosiness on her jade face became deeper.

The corners of Dongfang Bubai's raised lips deepened a bit, then he stopped smiling, and said in a cold tone, "Where's the Nine Yin Manual?"

Feng Heng took a deep breath, settled his confused thoughts, got up and came to the corner of the carriage, opened the big box there, inside were some clothes of Dongfang Bubai, turned the clothes up and took out a thick bag from underneath. stack of papers.

Then he turned around and handed it to Dongfang Bubai. After taking it, Dongfang Bubai looked at it. He didn't care about Feng Heng anymore, and Feng Heng didn't care. He continued to read.

Usually, the two rarely communicate with each other. She just needs to do her things silently, such as cooking, playing chess with him, passing orders, etc. Of course, some work of the maid is also indispensable.

Although, sometimes I often complain in my heart, but what I feel more in my heart is a different kind of relaxation, a different kind of enjoyment, and a hidden thought of wanting to go on like this forever.

Holding a thick stack of paper in his hand, Dongfang Bubai turned over the part he wrote, and looked at the next part that Feng Heng wrote silently.

The first thing to enter is the euphemistic and delicate small characters, which look extremely pleasing to the eye.

What Feng Heng memorized was the lower part of the Nine Yin Manual, combined with the upper part in his mind, Dongfang Bubai began to study the Nine Yin Manual.

At the same time, many homing pigeons have flown from the top and bottom of Zhongnan Mountain to all directions in the world.

Everything that happened on Zhongnan Mountain was spread like flying, and spread to the whole world. After all, the two masters of the Tianbang gathered in Zhongnanshan Quanzhen Sect, plus Huang Chang's Nine Yin Scriptures, the influence of it I don't have much to say.

Especially the fight between Taoist Mu and Dongfang Bubai at the beginning, and the final battle between Taoist Mu and Dongfang Bubai that no one saw, aroused the curiosity of people all over the world.

Mu Taoist's words were also spread out along with the Quanzhen sect's disciples. Many people thought that the Tianbang ranking was indeed accurate, and that Dongfang Bubai was still slightly inferior to Mu Taoist.

To this, some supporters of Dongfang Bubai will naturally object, saying that Mu Taoist himself said it was a fluke, and it was just a sword, which can't explain anything.

More importantly, Dongfang Bubai was only 20 years old, and Mu Taoist was so old, between the two of them, winning or losing with a sword was nothing at all.

Of course, these are all things that happened later, and the news has not spread far.

After getting off Mount Zhongnan, Huo Xiu asked Dongfang Bubai for instructions on where to go, and Dongfang Bubai pondered for a while before deciding to return the same way.

After all, in the Song Kingdom, he had nothing to do, and there were still some things waiting for him to deal with in the Sun Moon God Sect.

So more than 300 people left the way they had come, and the only ones left were the seriously injured Jiang brothers.

Two days later, Zhao Kuangyin looked at the information in his hand in the royal study of the Song Dynasty's palace, frowned and began to think.

After a while, he picked up a pen and scribbled on a blank piece of paper, and then packed the envelope.

"Come on!"

"His Majesty!"

"Give this letter to Dongfang Bubai secretly as quickly as possible. Remember, you must hand it to him with your own hands without making a fuss. In addition, pass an order to Zhuge Zhengwo, so that after his injury improves, he will return to Bianca quickly. Beam."

"According to the order."

When the visitor retreated, Zhao Kuangyin's eyes flashed melancholy, and then he looked in one direction, a trace of ruthlessness emerged, Kuang Yi!Kuang Yi, I hope you don't force me.

Taoists, hum!

Three days later, Dongfang Bubai's team was stopped by someone. The person who came was very polite and possessed the strength of a master. He said that he was sending a letter and had to deliver it to Dongfang Bubai in person. Huo Xiu was helpless, afraid If you miss something, you can only report it.

In the carriage, Dongfang Bubai was studying the Nine Yin Scriptures. When the convoy stopped, he naturally noticed it. After hearing Huo Xiu's words, he also felt a little strange. Someone can send a letter with a master-level expert, which shows the importance of the matter. Sex, it also shows the power of the comer.

In the Song Dynasty, there were not many master-level masters who could act as messengers.

After some thought, Dongfang Bubai met that person, who was the person sent by Zhao Kuangyin, and he didn't say much when he saw Dongfang Bubai, and directly handed him the letter.

(Sorry, there is only one chapter today. After the exam tomorrow morning, I will take the train home. There will never be any less.)

Chapter 1: Zhao Kuangyin Must Die

After wrapping the letter with a layer of inner strength, Dongfang Bubai opened the envelope. After all, although he is confident, he must always guard against others. There are countless poisons in the world, and if he is not careful, he may capsize in the gutter .

Looking at the contents of the letter, Dongfang Bubai's eyes flashed, his pupils shrank a little, and he pondered on the spot.

Feng Heng in the carriage, Huo Xiu outside the carriage, and that person didn't dare to say anything, they quietly waited for Dongfang Bubai to speak.

After a while, Dongfang Bubai looked at the man with fixed eyes, and said indifferently: "Go back and tell your master that I agree with his terms."

"Yes!" The man didn't dare to neglect, he clasped his fists in response, and then quickly turned and left.

"Changing the road, Bianliang City." Dongfang Bubai's unquestionable voice sounded, and after speaking, the gorgeous curtain covered the carriage door.

"Yes." Huo Xiu replied with a slight salute. Although he was a little confused about what the letter said, he understood better that if Dongfang Bubai didn't tell him, it was not what he should know. Knowing it would only make him worse. Danger.

In the carriage, Dongfang Bubai sat and stood quietly, with a trace of thought flashing in his eyes, Feng Heng glanced at Dongfang Bubai twice, then continued to read without disturbing him.

After a while, a cold light flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Zhao Kuangyin, Taoism, and Buddhism are really interesting!

Back a day ago, at the Quanzhen sect in Zhongnan Mountain, Zhuge Zhengwo looked at the imperial decree sent by flying pigeons in his hand, and remained silent for a long time, his brows were already deeply frowned.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Tie Shou on the side asked with a frown. Although Wuqing with a frosty complexion on the wheelchair was still looking out the window, his peripheral vision also turned to Zhuge Zhengwo.

Zhuge Zhengwo slightly raised his head and looked at the void, his calm voice contained worry that could not be concealed, "The storm in Bianliang is coming!"

"There is a saint in Bianliang, how could something happen?" Tie Shou was startled, and said in disbelief.

Not to mention the national teacher Huang Chang who doesn't know where he is, even Zhao Kuangyin, the tenth in the list, is enough to make Bianliang as stable as Mount Tai. After all, he is the top ten strong in the world today, and each of the ten is a symbol.

It was actually quite surprising that two of them gathered at Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain this time. Usually, people in Tianbang seldom meet each other.

Therefore, not only Tie Shou was surprised, but even the indifferent Wuqing frowned, and turned his eyes to look at Zhuge Zhengwo.

"Okay, let's not say much, pack up and set off for Bianliang immediately." Zhuge Zheng turned around and said seriously.

"But, your injury...!" Tie Hand wondered, although Wuqing didn't speak, but there was disapproval in his eyes.

"There is no time, my injury is fine, and it will be the same if I recuperate on the way." Said flatly, Zhuge Zhengwo turned and walked out of the room, "I will go to say goodbye to Wang Zhenren first! Meet at the gate."

Tie Shou and Wuqing looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes, but with Zhuge Zhengwo's temperament, they also knew that they couldn't persuade them in this kind of matter.

A quarter of an hour later, at the broken gate of Quanzhen Sect, Wang Chongyang, Mu Taoren and a group of Quanzhen Sect disciples sent Zhuge Zhengwo away.

Wang Chongyang looked at the backs of Zhuge Zheng and the three of us, and was a little puzzled. He turned to Taoist Mu and said, "I don't know what's important for Brother Zhuge? He left in such a hurry. killed him."

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry about it, brother Zhuge came to help sincerely, and leaving in such a hurry at this time must have something important to do.

Although his injury is not healed, as long as it is not a big trouble, it is still fine, not to mention there is still a ruthless, iron hand, don't worry! Taoist Mu comforted, but a strange look flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"En." Wang Chongyang nodded, but he was still a little worried when he thought that Zhuge Zheng and I were leaving in such a hurry.

"Hey, the old Taoist is leaving today." Suddenly, Mu Taoist sighed softly.