The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Boom, boom, boom...

With the sound of the wind, the city-breaking arrow was suddenly nailed between the bowl-sized door nails, and the huge city gate shook like a shudder.

Murong Jiangli was riding on the horse with a longbow in his hand, his lips were already chapped and his clothes were stained with blood.

In this battle, the victory is also a tragic victory, but if Wangbei City can be won, even if it is lost later, it will be nothing but a shameful cloth.Murong Jiangli has never encountered such a tragic and helpless battle in his life, but Lord Yan's throne needs this veil of shame.If you followed Murong Jiangli's character, took the sword and sat in the court of the elders, it would be more satisfying than this foolish battle.

But still have to fight.

Murong Jiang had many thoughts in his heart, but the arrow he shot was very steady, just like his eyes fixed on the opposite city.

"Master, the city gate is open." The generals around him cheered.

Murong Jiangli put his bow on his back and gave the order, "Siege the city!" As soon as he gave the military order, he had already reined in his horse's head, and the horse was like an arrow from the string.

Under the yellow sand, galloping war horses are like surging tides.

In the trenches at the head of Wangbei City, the scorching sun of summer shines from the checkpoint into the small green brick room, and the wind is filled with chagrin and heat.

Zhu Yongning rolled up his black sleeves, and threw the breastplate by the table for him.

On a table with three legs that could not stand firmly, there was a rabbit hair cup left over from the previous dynasty. The glaze was black as lacquer, warm and crystal clear, and it contained green and green cucumber slices in cold salad.

The young man in brocade clothes was sitting on the table, his face was as black as rain, and the chopsticks in his hand were piercing the thin and translucent cucumber slices one by one, and the water spewed out with a bang. The bottom is cut through.

He said in his mouth, "Only dare to stick to it! Coward! Coward!"

Zhu Yongning smiled helplessly, "Ying Xi, even though you are well-clothed and look down on my rabbit, which costs a hundred taels of silver, you should also think that this cucumber was specially sent by General Zhong."

"Send it on purpose?" Zhu Yingxi sneered, "He refuses to send troops, but let you eat cold cucumbers here, why do you want to thank him?"

Zhu Yongning lifted his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Cold cucumbers can clear the heart and reduce internal heat, so we should eat more."

"Get out of the way!" Lu Jiu glared at the person sitting on the treetop.

The sword-painting monk's robe is immovable, "I promised him to teach you the Shurangama Sutra, and we will stay here today. If you can't understand it, don't even think about this forest."

Lu Jiuleng's gaze was as cold as ice, he punched the tree where Huadao was sitting, and with a click, the tree trunk that could only hug the two of them was broken by the wind of his fist.

The white clothes fell like snow, and the painting knife landed lightly in the forest, nodded in praise, "Very good, the true energy that Su Muhua and I have injected into your body is the most yang channel, and the yin and yang inner force that is the source of your wish. Complementing each other brings endless biochemical effects... The Su family boy's painstaking efforts on you have not been in vain."

Lu Jiulen's voice was trembling, and his chest was filled with anger, "Who... who wants him to spend his time and energy on me? He told me that he would wait for three days... and never see you again. He... .He planned to die alone from the beginning, didn't he? Didn't he!"

He suddenly raised his gray robe, and rushed towards the outside of the forest, Hua Dao stopped in front of him without saying a word.

"Get out of the way", Lu Jiu let out a low voice, and waved his sleeves for a thunderous blow. The airflow from the grass blades swirled towards the white figure, and the gray figure kept coming out of the airflow like a ghost.

Huadao gave a good compliment, and the light in his hand suddenly grew brightly. His inner strength was placed on the bone, and he used this weapon to kill the bone.

Lu Jiuleng's zhenqi was yin and yang harmonious, and he didn't know how to flinch from this weapon. The two of them competed with each other, and they had no reservations about drawing a knife.

Desperately fighting for his life, Lu Jiuhan could only attack but not defend. After hundreds of moves, he finally grabbed his collar for Huadao and threw it on the ground.Huadao was also somewhat exhausted, and the monk's shoes stepped on his chest, "Are you convinced?"

Lu Jiuhan stretched out his limbs, lay on the ground, and stared at him unyieldingly, "I'm convinced, are you willing to move away?"

Hua Dao stared at the burning anger in his eyes, and sighed, "Even if I get out of the way, you won't be able to find the Valley of Seven Flowers."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Who says I can't find it? I planted the soul chasing incense on Xiao Su, and I can naturally find him with the smelling butterfly in my hand."

Huadao stared at him, and sighed again for a long time, "He has given you his true energy, and the poison has penetrated into the five internal organs. Even if someone uses his true energy to renew his life, it will only be a temporary guarantee...Since he chose to go like this Death, why do you need to make him feel uneasy?"

Lu Jiuhan suddenly smiled, his face seemed to be about to shed tears, but he was clearly smiling.

"Why should I let him feel at ease! He can choose, so I can choose naturally. He wants to be at ease, but I am not as good as his wish. I want to beat him up first, and then... I was reluctant to hurt him yesterday, I knew He has such thoughts, so I don't want to pity him..."

Lu Jiu gritted his teeth coldly like a beast, and said word by word, "I want to ask him how he can be so vicious."

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