Da Bong fights more people

To be able to survive under the concentrated fire of firecrackers and military crossbows, being beaten by a group of fourth-ranks, and then to save Li Lingsu, he took the initiative to meet a cannon, Master Hengyuan is indeed tough enough.

He is a tough monk.

Li Lingsu was very grateful, and served tea and water for the master these few days, thinking that the master is the kindest and most loyal person in Tiandihui.

After drinking the medicine, Master Hengyuan swallowed another elixir left by Yang Qianhuan, and heaved a sigh of relief:

"Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Li Miaozhen is also seriously injured, so it is not appropriate to continue fighting. The poor Taoist is a little worried about her."

Li Lingsu said helplessly:

"She has such a personality, and I can't stop it. I always feel that she was born in the wrong birth, and she was cast under my Tianzong sect."

After finishing speaking, he saw Master Hengyuan and Chu Yuanzhen looking at him at the same time.

Li Lingsu quibbled:

"I make love widely for the sake of forgetting love."

Chu Yuanzheng said:

"Isn't it Merry?"

Li Lingsu said in a deep voice:

"Can the matter of Tianzong's disciples be called romantic? It's Hongchen who asks the heart.

"Hey, master, rest well, before I have dinner, I will bring you medicine again."

He picked up the empty bowl, got up and left.

Li Lingsu walked to the door, opened the latticed door, then froze for a moment, closed the door unhurriedly, and turned his back to the door.

Chu Yuanzhen asked:

"Anything else?"

Li Lingsu said in a low voice:

"It must be the wrong way for me to open the door. Try it again."

He turned around, reopened the door, remained silent for a few seconds, and then closed it again. Then, his face turned pale, with the appearance of imminent disaster.

"Li Daoyou?"

Master Hengyuan poked his head out from the bed and asked a question.

Li Lingsu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and opened the door again. Before the two outside the door spoke, he fell to his knees like a tiger, hugged one of the thighs, and cried loudly:

"Master, this disciple misses you so much.

"After traveling down the mountain for three years, my apprentice misses you day and night."

Daoist Xuancheng and Yuanjun Bingyi looked down at him expressionlessly.

Chu Yuanzhen poked his head out to take a look, then retreated silently.

Did Li Lingsu stay in the rivers and lakes for a long time and forget the correct way of greeting her sect?

Forget it, let’s not get involved.

Master Hengyuan obviously had similar thoughts, silently retracted his head back to the bed, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

Li Miaozhen shook the flying sword, shaking out a scarlet blood.

Behind her is the Feiyan Army with only [-] riders left, in front of her is the Xuanwu Army with [-] riders, and on the left and right are the Yunzhou Qingqi who have lost half of their number.

They overestimated themselves and underestimated Feiyan Army.

Although the cavalry under Wang Chu's command were elite, they were nothing compared to the ace army with outstanding equipment and individual combat power like Xuanwu heavy cavalry.

It is understandable that the Feiyan army suffered a big loss among the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, but a dead camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the Yunzhou Qingqi has the right time, place and people, it will still be defeated by the Feiyan army.

Now there are less than [-] riders left.

Zhao Bailong moved closer, his eyes were red, and he said in a low voice:

"Miaozhen, Li Shilin is dead."

He glanced at Li Miaozhen who was expressionless, hesitated, and said:

"This kid has always wanted to say something to you, but he is so thin-skinned that he can't say it. I thought that since he is gone, as a brother, I should say it for him."

Li Miaozhen said in a low voice:

"I know, I've always known."

Zhao Bailong, who was originally only red-eyed, an imposing seven-foot man, suddenly felt sad, with tears all over his face:

"Ok, ok, worth it"

At this time, Xuanwu Heavy Cavalry adjusted their formation, turned slowly, and circled to the left side of Feiyan Army.

Because between the Xuanwu Heavy Cavalry and the Feiyan Army, there were corpses everywhere, and there were people and horses everywhere.

It is no longer suitable for charging.

Li Miaozhen withdrew her gaze, looked behind her at the veteran who had followed her to suppress bandits in Yunzhou, cupped her hands and said:

"I'm sorry, it was Li Miaozhen who hurt you."

A martial artist who refines the gods said with a smile:

"Entering the battlefield again this time is for the family and the country. I have no regrets to follow Feiyan to die!"

Another said:

"Since we have entered the battlefield, we have prepared ourselves for the shroud of horse leather. It is a pity that we did not see the final victory.

"When the imperial court defeats the Yunzhou rebels in the future, Miaozhen remember to tell us."

Li Miaozhen bit blood from the corner of her mouth, she tried her best, she burned her soul with all her life, but she still couldn't save them.

Li Miaozhen scanned the crowd and said with a smile:

"I won't let you brothers go lonely."

Boom boom boom!