Chapter 135: Heavenly Sword vs. Sanren’s Promise! Dong Yunfeng cherishes his life, the witch Hanhan comes to visit, and Fan Qinghui's decision
Luonan City.
The city is strong and high, built with blue bricks and large stones. The mottled arrow marks and knife marks on it seem to tell the historical changes.
A silver-armored general with a strong build and extraordinary aura, holding a sword on his waist, stood on a high tower, looking at the canal surrounding Luonan City five miles below. The four large ships had a look of fear in their eyes.
"General Dong, on the river ahead are the four large ships of Qin Shuang of the Tianqin Army, which are full of gold and silver treasures from Yang Gong's treasury. What should we do?"
At this moment, beside Dong Yunfeng, a young general came forward, pointed at the four large ships on the canal five miles away from the city, and asked with twinkling eyes.
“What else can I do? Pretend I didn’t see it!”
Dong Yunfeng glanced at the deputy general Zhang Ye beside him and sighed. "This man is known as the Magic Sword. His flying sword even killed Chao Gongcuo, the Immortal of the South China Sea, and You Niao Juan, one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect. He also fired three swords in a volley, instantly killing three demon masters whose martial arts were said to be no less than You Niao Juan." , you say, can we deal with it? "
Dong Yunfeng understood what Zhang Ye meant.
The magic sword Qin Shuang passed through Luonan City with four ships of gold and jewelry obtained from Yang Gong's treasury. As the general guarding the city of Dazheng, if he did not block it, King Zheng would definitely blame him.
But he knew in his heart that the magic sword Qin Shuang was not an ordinary person, and it was not something Dong Yunfeng could deal with.
Think back to the beginning.
Qin Shuang was able to kill the leaders of the four major bandits among thousands of thieves!
He didn’t think he could avoid Qin Shuang’s flying knife!
If you let Qin Shuang go, you might be blamed by King Zheng, but at least you won't lose your life. If you force Qin Shuang to be surrounded and suppressed, it will cost more than the gain.
"Yes!"
Zhang Ye nodded respectfully.
At this time.
Luonan City, twenty miles away.
In a dense forest, a stunning woman wearing purple clothes, slim figure, exuding a powerful aura of superiority, looked at the four large ships on the canal in the distance, with thoughts in her beautiful eyes. color.
After a long time, Zhu Yuyan turned around and looked at her disciple Hanwen, who was dressed in yellow and had bare jade feet. There seemed to be infinite melancholy in her beautiful eyes, and she said softly. "Wanwan, as a master, I have sacrificed too much for the goal of unifying the Demon Sect throughout my life. Even now, things are still full of difficulties. This time, it all depends on you!"
At this moment.
Zhu Yuyan’s heart was extremely complicated.
For the sake of her original dream of unifying the demon sect, she allowed the thief who abused her daughter to live up to his expectations and complied with him, causing her daughter to sever ties with herself.
Even her granddaughter Shan Wanjing could only peek in secret.
But after so much effort, the unification of the Demon Sect is still far away.
"Master. Huanyuan will do his best to cooperate with Marshal Qin and fulfill your wish!"
When Huanyuan heard the master's words, she immediately said with a respectful expression.
"Go ahead. Remember, you must maintain your perfect body before your magic of Heavenly Demon reaches the eighteenth level. Remember not to make the same mistake as your teacher."
Zhu Yuyan looked at it The sensible disciple Hanwen warned with relief in her beautiful eyes.
This time.
Learning that Duke Yang's treasure house was taken out by Qin Shuang of the Tian Qin Army, she rushed from Luoyang to Luonan overnight, but she learned that You Niaojuan, one of the eight masters of the Holy Sect, was actually captured by Qin Shuang. Seal the throat with one knife!
Even Xiang Yutian’s other three disciples, Zhou Laotan, Ding Jiuzhong, and Jin Huanzhen, whose strength was only slightly inferior to Youniao Juan, were all instantly killed by Qin Shuang with one move and three swords!
Qin Shuang's flying knife strength once again made her feel that with her martial arts, she might not be able to do anything to Qin Shuang.
It also made her determined to cooperate with Qin Shuang.
She knew it.
Go against Qin Shuang again.
The ending may be the same as that of You Niao Juan!
In order to achieve a successful cooperation, she has decided to ask her disciple Huanwen to discuss with Qin Shuang. If Qin Shuang agrees to cooperate, she can let the Holy Sect secretly support the Tianqin Army with financial resources to strive for world hegemony.
And.
As long as the apprentice Hanhan Tianmo Dafa reaches the eighteenth level, he can marry Qin Shuang as a bond of marriage.
"Master, I understand."
Huanhua clasped her fists respectfully, a blush flashing across her pretty face.
Lingnan.
Mo Knife Hall.
Song Que, the heavenly sword dressed in gray clothes, sat cross-legged on the futon in the knife grinding hall, closing his eyes and comprehending the way of the sword.
At this time.
A man in green clothes, about forty years old, stood ten feet away from the door of the grinding hall, clasping his fists respectfully from a distance. "Master, a mysterious person sent a letter, saying that he was an old friend of the valve master."
"Old friend?"
Hearing this, Song Que slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with emotion. With a look of thought on his face, his figure flashed and appeared in front of the man, reaching out to take the letter.
The moment he saw the letter, a flash of light flashed in Song Que's eyes, and he waved to the man. The man took three steps back respectfully, turned and left.
Song Que looked at the familiar mark in the upper left corner of the letter and slowly opened it. After reading the letter, he looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
An hour later.
Song clan mountain city, thirty miles away.
At the entrance of a dilapidated temple, a graceful female nun wearing a white nun's robe and combing her hair with a comb on her temples was standing under an ancient locust tree in front of the temple, holding a string of Buddhist beads.
Suddenly, the nun's eyes looked into the distance and she slowly spoke. "I haven't seen you for twenty years. Brother Song's demeanor is as good as before, and his sword skills have improved to a higher level."
"Qinghui, your cultivation is not what it used to be?"
Song Que stood five feet away from Fan Qinghui and looked at her slowly.
“Qinghui came here this time to ask for something from Brother Song.”
Fan Qinghui looked at Song Que and spoke slowly.
"Oh? You said it."
Song Que's eyes flashed, waiting for this old acquaintance to continue.
"Qinghui wants to ask Brother Song to give up supporting Qin Shuang's Tianqin Army."
Fan Qinghui hesitated for a while, seeming to find it difficult to say, but for the future prosperity of Cihang Jingzhai , finally, she revealed the purpose of her trip.
Fan Qinghui’s words came out.
Song Que fell silent.
To be honest, he and Fan Qinghui have known each other for decades. They also traveled to the Three Gorges with each other and saw all the mountains and rivers in the world. They are close friends who talk about everything.
Eventually.
Due to their different ideas, there were differences between them. Fan Qinghui returned to Cihang Jingzhai and became the master of the house, while he returned to Lingnan to establish a sharpening hall and became obsessed with the way of the sword.
"Qinghui, you are still the same as before, unchanged at all." Song Que was silent for a long time, looking at this former confidant, and murmured.
That year.
The difference between him and Fan Qinghui was that he supported the unification of the Han Dynasty and yearned to unify the north with the south.
Fan Qinghui, on the other hand, went against him and admired the Han and Hu families.
He didn't expect it.
To this day.
This former confidant, whom I haven’t seen for twenty years, made this request as soon as I met.
“I know Brother Song’s original intention, and I also know that my request has made Brother Song difficult.”
Fan Qinghui took a deep breath, thinking of the future of Cihang Jingzhai, She still spoke slowly. "Actually, in order to ensure that the Heavenly Selection Ceremony can be held as scheduled, the four holy monks will clear the obstacles when the time is almost up."
Fan Qinghui knew it clearly.
Once the four holy monks take action, they will be killed.
However, the Lingnan Song clan supported Qin Shuang. If she asked the four holy monks to kill Qin Shuang, she would have offended Song Que.
So, she came here not so much to request, but to inform Song Que.
She is going to take action against Qin Shuang of the Tian Qin Army.
She had to take action.
because.
Qin Shuang's growth rate is too fast. Some time ago, he actually assassinated Chao Gongcuo, the Nanhai Immortal of the Nanhai Sect in Yangcheng. You know, the Nanji Immortal is the strongest master of the Nanhai Sect. He once In a battle with Sanren Ning Daoqi, even though he was defeated by hundreds of moves.
But it is enough to show its profound strength!
Unexpectedly, such a strong man would be cut down by Qin Shuang with a knife. How could she not be afraid?
Given time, will it be worth it?
Killing Qin Shuang in advance will be very beneficial to the smooth progress of the Heavenly Selection Ceremony!
"Qinghui, you know my character. Once I decide something, I will never change it!"
Song Que said slowly.
Facing his former confidant, Song Que knew his choice and his original intention!
Behind him, there are thousands of Lingnan people. If the barbarians are allowed to take charge of the world again, it will be a disaster for the people of the south!
"Brother Song, Qinghui really doesn't want to be your enemy!"
Fan Qinghui looked at Song Que deeply, but called Song Que's 'Brother Song'.
Song Quexiong's body trembled. He understood Fan Qinghui's character. By calling him this, she was making it clear that this was the last time she would call herself 'Brother Song'. Next, I'm afraid she would have to unleash her power. , to deal with Qin Shuang.
“Qinghui!”
Song Que said in a deep voice with determination flashing in his eyes. "When Song chose to support Qin Shuang, he knew that this day would come sooner or later. Song had been studying swordsmanship in Lingnan for 20 years. He wanted to know whether Song's 'Nine Questions of Heavenly Sword' was stronger or Ning Sanren's 'San'." If you are superior in hand eight punches, on the day of the Heavenly Selection Ceremony, the outcome of the Heavenly Sword Sanshou Agreement will determine the ownership of the world!”
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Fan Qinghui was stunned when he heard this. He said three good words in a row, raised one palm and said a Buddhist salute, and said in a deep voice. "I will go back and inform the Sanren seniors that on the day of the Heavenly Selection Ceremony, we will decide the outcome with the Heavenly Sword! See you soon, Brother Song!"
Fan Qinghui said this and drifted away without looking back.
Song Que looked at Fan Qinghui's back with a calm expression, turned around and walked towards the mountain city in a blink of an eye.
Luonan City.
Ten miles away, on the canal, four large ships sailed forward.
In the cabin of the first ship, Qin Shuang continued to practice flying knives.
"Marshal, since you killed the four people from the Demon Sect, half of the Jianghu people around you have been reduced!"
At this moment, Wei Yixin entered the cabin and came to Qin Shuang Next to him, he reported the report with a respectful expression.
“Yeah.”
Qin Shuang nodded, feeling very satisfied.
Using thunderous means to kill chickens and scare monkeys has made many masters fear their flying knives. As long as they can return to Yangzhou safely, it is a success!
"Brother Shuang, there is someone on the river bank in front, it seems that they are coming for us."
At this moment, Shan Wanjing walked into the cabin and said to Qin Shuang.
“Oh?”
Hearing this, Qin Shuang walked out of the cabin and looked into the distance. He suddenly narrowed his eyes. He did not expect that the person who came was actually the woman in yellow who had been healing in his courtyard, Huan Huan!
"Hunhan of the Nu family, I have met my benefactor!"
Huanhan waited until Qin Shuang's ship was not far away from her, then she immediately cupped her hands and spoke softly.
“I wonder why Miss Huanhua came here?”
Qin Shuang looked at Huanhua standing on the shore, her eyes flashed, and she asked.
Huanwan's beautiful eyes flickered, she bit her cherry lips lightly, and asked in a questioning tone. "Benefactor, can we get on the boat and talk in detail?"
"If you have anything to say, just say it like this!"
Qin Shuang looked at Huan Huan and spoke calmly.
To know.
I saved her back then, but she didn't show any gratitude. Now that I'm here and want to get on the ship, I don't know what her plan is.
Qin Shuang has not forgotten that Hanhan is a witch.
What if she wants to take advantage of others and sabotage the ship and let it sink into the river, isn't that going to cause trouble?
Seeing Qin Shuang's look of being repulsive, Huan Huan's beautiful eyes darkened, she bit her lips lightly and said. "When I was saved by my benefactor, I remember it in my heart. This time I came here under the order of my master and wanted to cooperate with my benefactor."
"I have already cooperated with Lingnan. I accept it with good intentions.”
Qin Shuang’s eyes flashed and he said calmly.
He didn't have a good impression of the Demon Sect in his heart.
After all, everyone in the Demon Sect behaves viciously and viciously. If you want to conquer the world, cooperating with the Demon Sect is simply drinking poison to quench your thirst, which is harmful but useless.
“Huanhan knows the benefactor’s concerns.”
Qin Shuang’s answer seemed to be what Huanhan expected. She took a deep breath and said. "Huanwan has a suggestion, I wonder if my benefactor would listen to it? This suggestion will be of great benefit to my benefactor and not harmful at all!"
Seeing Qin Shuang's indifference, Huanwan smiled sweetly and said. "With the power of my benefactor's flying knife, can I still be afraid of a weak woman like Huan Huan?"
"Just say it here!"
Qin Shuang's figure flashed and landed on the river bank. He looked at Hanhan five feet away. In the hands on his back, the ice flying knife condensed and took shape.
Although Huanwan is charming and charming, this is a rose with thorns, and there are many conspiracies and tricks, so he must be on guard against it.
"My benefactor's ambition is for the world, and my holy sect's ambition is to unify the two sects and six realms. Our goals do not conflict."
Huan Huan took a deep look at Qin Shuang and said softly. "My Holy Sect currently has two major obstacles, both internal and external. Outside there is Cihang Jingzhai, and inside there are two sects and six paths that cannot be unified! My master's lifelong wish is to unify the two sects and six paths. If my benefactor can help my master to unify the two sects and six paths, I will The Holy Sect can give out one hundred thousand taels of gold as a reward, and after the Heavenly Demon Dafa reaches the 18th level, he can marry his benefactor for marriage!”
I went to transfer to another hospital in the morning. This is what I wrote in the afternoon. I continue to type, sorry brothers
(End of this chapter)