Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start.

"Chen Youliang..."

"Host?"

When Yuan Qing heard the announcement, a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in his face and heart.

Yuan Qing was like this, and so were the others in the Yuan room.

Now they finally understood what Song Qingshu meant by showdown and waiting.

Wang Baobao left the military camp in chaos, and coupled with the chaos in Mongolia, Chen Youliang presided over the Xinghe War. This battle was impossible to fight.

Yuan Qing wanted to go over to preside over and persuade, but he said nothing.

He himself is not a fighting material, and he is not familiar with the generals in the army. It is better to ignore it and make random arrangements.

"You can send a message to most of them. It's useless for me to go there." Yuan Qing looked at the white moonlight and waved his hand.

The crescent moon hangs high and the moonlight is hazy, as if it has covered the earth with a piece of white sand.

He had no intention of admiring such beautiful scenery. The situation that was originally a sure victory changed at this moment.

At this time, a dark cloud in the sky covered the crescent moon, and the person who sent the message disappeared into the dark night.

All this seems to indicate the haze after Yuanshi.

"Huhu..." Jing Bufan looked at the covered moonlight, and a burst of inner energy from his right hand directly ignited a pile of weeds not far away.

Suddenly, the dark night was ignited again.

The breeze blew, and the burning flames swayed with the wind, and the flames spread.

The originally refreshing breeze was like a biting cold wind to Yuan Shi at this moment, and the temperature of the flames seemed to give everyone a little warmth.

The firelight shone on the faces of Song Qingshu and others.

Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya had calm faces. Only Song Qingshu looked at the tensed-looking people in the Yuan room with a smile.

"Even if Chen Youliang eats these 50,000 troops, the losses will be huge." Jing Bufan's deep voice sounded.

He never expected that Chen Youliang would abandon the main battlefield and come here.

Chen Youliang, Zhu Yuanzhang...these two are mortal enemies.

Chen Youliang came here to give Zhu Yuanzhang a chance.

The three marshals of the Central Plains, Qi Mu, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Chen Youliang, are all beings that the Yuanshi army must treat with caution.

Chen Youliang is now in charge of Xinghe. Although the two sides have not yet fought, the momentum of the Yuanshi army has been greatly reduced, and he himself was in chaos first.

Before the person arrives, the name comes first.

This is the reputation!

This battle... Yuanshi absolutely cannot fight, and it may be impossible to fight.

"I know." Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders, slowly sat down and leaned against the big tree, looking at the dark night sky.

"So I said I wanted to talk to you."

Jing Bufan was silent for a few seconds: "What are you talking about..."

Song Qingshu turned to look at Jing Bufan. Under the firelight, the shadow of the flames swayed back and forth on Jing Bufan's frowning face, but his abyss-like eyes did not waver at all, just looking straight at Song Qingshu.

This was the first time that Song Qingshu saw Jing Bufan like this. He was nervous and indifferent at the same time, and mixed with a trace of unclear determination.

"The Imperial City is fighting with us." Song Qingshu also looked directly at Jing Bufan without any hesitation, his eyes were firmer than ever before.

"I mentioned it to you before, but you refused."

"This time...are you still refusing?"

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky that blocked the crescent moon dispersed, and the silver moonlight once again covered the earth, shining on the faces of everyone in the Yuan Room.

Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment.

"Fight." A startled voice rang out amid the sizzling sounds of burning trees.

The voice was not loud, but it was filled with confusion and confusion.

They didn't expect that Song Qingshu's purpose was just to have a fight with them, it was so simple.

They all thought that Song Qingshu's key problem was Zhang Wuji.

This is the source of everyone's embarrassment and Jing Bufan's embarrassment.

If the army does not encircle and suppress Zhang Wuji, it is equivalent to letting Zhang Wuji help Qi Mu and others deal with the thirteen people who practice the Long Snake Sutra in Yuanshi. This is unfair to the people in Yuanshi who practice the Long Snake Sutra.

On one side is the army, on the other is the foundation of the future martial arts, so everyone is in a dilemma.

"I didn't want to embarrass you." Song Qingshu said amidst the shock and confusion of everyone in the Yuan Dynasty.

"I can indeed ask you to order the Yuanshi army not to surround Zhang Wuji, but then there will be problems for the people in the Yuanshi who practice the Long Snake Sutra."

"Army, martial arts...it's not a good choice, I understand."

Saying that, Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan with a smile: "Old Jing, you promised to spare the lives of Qi Mu and others, to give Wang He, a whip comparable to the Yitian Sword, and to keep Wudang incense. I will remember this."

"I won't force you to make a choice."

"I just have to fight one fight, one fight, and this time you have to fight."

"This is a matter between the martial arts of both sides and has nothing to do with the armies of both sides."

Jing Bufan showed a smile, which was a bit sighing and a bit sincere: "It's me who is narrow-minded."

"Song Qingshu has his own pride and bottom line."

"Thank you."

Song Qingshu laughed loudly. At this moment, he and Jing Bufan had a feeling of sympathy: "No, I'm so embarrassed for you to be like this."

"If it were you, you wouldn't force me, right?"

“Everyone has each other.”

At this moment, everyone laughed, including Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya, as well as everyone else in the Yuan room.

Many times they don't understand the decisions made by Jing Bufan and Song Qingshu, but they all respect them.

Although these people say that taking action means life and death, the bottom line is that they are always proud.

After the laughter, Jing Bufan took a long breath, feeling the temperature brought by the burning flames, and patted it, directly extinguishing the surrounding flames.

I saw that the originally burning flame was extinguished in an instant, and traces of white frost and crystals appeared on the unburned weeds and trees.

Under the moonlight, these crystals are particularly dazzling.

"I don't want to fight."

Jing Bufan's voice was not loud, mixed with a bit of helplessness and sigh.

Everyone looked at the flames extinguished by Jing Bufan, as well as the white frost and crystals formed due to the release of internal energy, and their eyes were focused.

The crystals illuminated by the faint moonlight were particularly dazzling at this moment.

The inner energy is released outward, and while extinguishing the flames, it can also solidify instantly, and it can be done from a distance.

This strength, internal strength, is shocking.

Whether it's Yuan Shi, Song Qingshu and others, everyone is like this.

Strong...very strong!

Yuan Shi knew that Jing Bufan used the Long Snake Scripture in this casual attack. It seemed that this was not a casual attack, but a message to Song Qingshu about his strength.

A fight...is Song Qingshu sure?

If everyone doesn't make a move, they can have a good time drinking and joking, but once they make a move, it will be a fight to the death.

The Imperial City...that's not the wilderness.

Once a battle starts in the Imperial City, there will be countless people watching the battle. They cannot just fight and then stop like they did in the wilderness before, or stop when the time is enough to achieve some goal.

In the Imperial City... there will definitely be a fight to the death, victory or defeat.

"I don't understand why you want to fight, unless you are sure of winning, do you? Song Qingshu!" Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu in the distance, staring at the water droplets with a thoughtful expression on his face, and his deep voice sounded.