Da Bong fights more people

With the relationship between the Wang family and the Xu family, even if the old man resigns from the post of chief assistant, he will still be able to become rich and powerful in Beijing and bring blessings to future generations.

The eldest son of the Wang family heaved a sigh of relief, with a happy expression on his face:

"Father is still waiting for news in the room, I will tell him immediately."

Mrs. Wang nodded:

"My lord can recover from his illness at ease."

Wang Simu smiled and said:

"I'll go talk to my father."

No one dared to object.

Wang Simu came all the way to his father's bedroom, knocked on the door, and said:

"father."

The door opened immediately, and the maid said respectfully, "Miss."

Wang Simu let out a "hmm", stepped over the threshold, entered the room, and saw Wang Shoufu leaning on the soft pillow, looking towards him.

"How is the battle going?" Wang Zhen's expression and tone were very calm, but her eyes were fixed on Wang Simu.

Wang Simu knew what his father meant, sat by the bed, held his father's hand, and said softly:

"Xu Yinluo is back, it's over, Dad, it's over."

Wang Shoufu nodded, because he had known about it from his two sons, and now that it was confirmed, he felt relieved.

"The Battle of the Northern Territory is also over"

Wang Zhen still has a doubt, but knows that her daughter can't answer it.

How did he win?

Simu Wang said:

"When I came here, I met Erlang on the road. He was about to enter the palace to meet His Majesty, and he told me something."

Wang Zhen looked at her daughter.

Wang Simu pursed her lips and told the truth:

"Xu Yinluo has been promoted to the first rank."

First rank martial artist Wang Zhen murmured, "First rank martial artist."

He suddenly felt that a new force was sprouting in his body, thriving, and his face was exhausted.

Yunzhou, outside the sea.

On the blue ocean, a fleet of ships anchored in the undulating blue waves, and the flag embroidered with blue dragons was strongly encouraged in the strong wind.

Azure Dragon Fleet!

The middle-aged man in a purple robe stood on the side of the boat, looking at Yunzhou, his eyes were fixed, and there was no sign of happiness or anger.

After Qianlong City was attacked, he realized that the combat power in the city was not as strong as that of the enemy, so he made a decisive decision, crushed and sent jade talismans to Baidi City, and then led five hundred cronies in the city to the coast, boarded the Azure Dragon Fleet, and fled overseas .

This place is dozens of miles away from Yunzhou, which is safe enough.

He is here waiting for news from the national teacher.

The meaning of the existence of the Azure Dragon Fleet is not to fight, but to leave a way for Yunzhou to retreat.

Back then, I chose to take root in Yunzhou because it was backed by Wang Yang, and even in a desperate situation, there was still a way out.

"Since the national teacher did not return to help Yunzhou, it means that he is sure to win the capital. As long as he wins the capital, Yunzhou's loss will be nothing."

The middle-aged man in purple has held a high position for many years, he is calm and not panicked.

At this time, he saw a white shadow flash in front of him, and Xu Pingfeng's back appeared.

ps: change first and then change.

Chapter 154 Chasing and Killing

"National Division!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe looked ecstatic and excited.

As he expected, Xu Pingfeng appeared here, indicating that the war in the capital has been decided.

In an instant, the middle-aged man in Zipao thought a lot, entered the Central Plains, ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, and from then on, the yellow robe became the co-lord of the world, regained the orthodox position, and ended the regrets of his ancestors.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his blood was surging and his spirit was excited.

However, the demeanor he had developed in a high position over the years made him calm down quickly, took a deep breath, maintained his image, and said:

"Is there a war in the capital? Is the national teacher here to take me to the capital?"

Xu Pingfeng did not turn around, staring at the foaming sea, sighed:

"The army is defeated, Your Majesty, prepare to go to sea."

The purple-robed middle-aged man's brain buzzed, as if someone had hit him with a sap, and he staggered back.

His face turned pale quickly, his mouth trembled, and his hands and feet trembled as well, as if he couldn't stand the damp and cold sea breeze.

The middle-aged man in purple robe said word by word:

"How could this be so? What about Baidi, Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva? Ji Xuan, Qi Guangbo, and others?"

Xu Pingfeng shook his head slightly:

"During the Battle of the Northern Territory, Xu Qi'an took advantage of the tribulation to successfully become a first-rank martial artist. Baidi and Jia Luoshu were not his opponents. The former had already retreated overseas, while the latter, on behalf of Buddhism, tore up the covenant with Yunzhou.

"All the people who went to the expedition stayed in the capital. Ji Xuan died at the hands of Xu Qi'an..."

The brain of the middle-aged man in purple robe went blank, and his heart went into cardiac arrest.

When he left the clansmen in Qianlong City, he didn't hesitate at all, at most he was heartbroken for a moment, but when he heard that Ji Xuan died in the capital, at the hands of Xu Qi'an, the middle-aged man in purple robe was like five thunderbolts, his heart ached beyond control.

It's not that he loves this concubine's son so much, but that this is a third-rank martial artist.

How difficult it is to train a third-rank martial artist. The blood pill that made Ji Xuan's extraordinary body is one of the foundations of their lineage. If it is gone, it will be gone.