Chapter 439

At first, Shui Xiang was very worried about that peaceful night. She hadn't seen him for three years. The young boy who was still young at the beginning was now too beautiful to be looked at directly, but her father was not the one who would release water because of his beauty. At the thought that such a gorgeous young man would become the dead soul under his father's sword, Shui Xiang's heart pulled up. But as those followers fell to the ground one by one, and the killing intention of the boy became more and more serious, the object of Shui Xiang's worry began to change.

Shuilian Qingxin was shocked and inexplicable. The boy didn't use the lightsaber technique to make fierce moves and kill people, and the deep internal power was definitely not available to a 16-year-old or a 17-year-old man. Was it really the Ling family who got the secret treasure of the Red Chamber?

When the fog burst, even kongxuan standing at the gate of the temple stepped back, not to mention the bald head falling on the ground behind. That momentum made kongxuan's face heavy, and his hands unconsciously grasped the Buddha beads in his hands.

Shuilianqing's eyes stared out, pointed to Ye Xi and uttered a green word. When ye Xi pulled out the long sword from his chest, he fell to the ground.

"Daddy!" Shuixiang just woke up at this time. She was shocked to see her powerful father fall to the ground, get up from the ground, and pounce on shuilianqing. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Xi with hatred and said, "Ningye, why do you kill my father!"

"Why?" The blood on the long sword dripped little by little, and a few drops of blood were splashed on Ye Xi's cheek, which made his perfect face sad. He sneered and said, "then why can you play with other people's lives in the palm of your hand? Shui Xiang, the reason why Ning Yu was so targeted at the master in those days was your provocation?"

Shui Xiang was stunned. Seeing that his long sword was raised again, he didn't feel a cry. He crawled over to the empty hanging at the gate of the temple and shouted, "master, save me!"

As soon as I climbed a few steps, my voice got stuck in my throat, and then the world was rolling in my eyes, and finally fixed on my beautiful body.

Kongxuan looked at the splashing blood drops that just splashed under the steps, read the Buddha's name, and said, "benefactor, just after a big war, do you still have the strength to fight elder martial brother Kongwu again?"

Ye Shiqiang suppressed the blood surging in his heart. The move just now was a mental skill that he could use only after he forcibly raised the blue sea tidal skill to the eighth floor. Although he won with one move, he was also seriously injured by the backfire force.

"Lingjia night soul, ask Master Kong Wu for advice!" Night spirit stepped forward, clenched his hands and saluted, saying.

"It's none of your business!" Ye Xi shouted at him, turned around and sneered, "please come out, Master Kong Wu!"

"Amitabha..." with a long Buddha's horn, an old monk with white hair and beard who looked kind-hearted came out of the temple. His eyes glanced at them and said, "two little benefactors, come with me."

"Martial uncle Linghui?!" Looking at the old monk, Kong Xuan was stunned at first, and then said, "martial uncle, what is this?"

"Ah, people's teenagers want to compete. How can we bully people? I'll take them to find Kong Wu." The old monk laughed like Maitreya.

Looking at the old monk staggering into the temple gate and leaving the backyard with two teenagers, Ming Xu stammered, "abbot, this, this is not very good?" That boy has just fought shuilianqing! If you want to talk about it, is Shaolin Temple shameful?

Hey... Kong Xuan sighed, and then said to those excited bald people nearby, "what are you looking at? Clean up the front and ask someone to send it to the water house."

After passing through the main hall and the back hall of the main hall, even the backyard went out. All the way to the cliff on the back mountain, Linghui stopped and patted the door of a stone cave on the mountain wall, saying, "Kong Wu, your evil fate three years ago came to you."

"But ye Xi?" The voice that came out of it was old and deep, with the meaning of vicissitudes, which made Ye Shiyi stunned. The voice of Kongwu in his memory was very loud and arrogant, with arrogance and doubts in his heart. Ye Shiyi still replied, "it's me."

The person inside seemed stunned, and then said, "have you suffered an internal injury?"

"Hehe, he just had a fight with shuilianqing outside, forcibly using the eight layer mental skill of the blue sea tide, which was backfired by internal power." Linghui laughed.

"Well, come back when you're well." The person inside sighed.

"No!" Ye Xi murmured.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Don't wait so long, you can also compare with a literary duel!" Linghui smiled.

There was a long silence inside. Then the door of the cave was pushed open, and out came an old monk who described himself as thin and old. After watching ye 11yi quietly, he took the lead to the stone table beside the cave and sat down.

"Brother Mingxu, martial uncle, what are they doing?" The monk hiding at the back door of the temple asked Mingxu.

"Don't make any noise, be careful to be found by Shi Shuzu!" Mingxu shouted in a low voice to the monk who pushed him behind, and then said, "they are using moves to deduce, and they can win or lose without actual combat. Watch carefully, this may learn a lot."

Shaolin's martial arts are extensive and profound. Kongwu's mental skills and moves are explained with explanations, which makes the two people have a lot of insight in the fierce battle, and their understanding of their mental skills, knife skills and sword skills is higher.

Two hours later, Kongwu put down his palm and said, "three years ago, benefactor Yan San taught me one thing. The strongest thing in the world is not deep internal power and exquisite moves, but a heart. I lost three years ago."

Because of love and strong, even if only one breath can stand, just because there are people to protect behind.

"Brother 11, before coming, brother 13 said that the master is still there, and there is no need to die." Night soul looked at ye 11dao.

Ye Xi looked at a clump of pink roses that just opened behind Kong Wu for a long time, and arched his hand and said, "eleven has been taught. Three years later, if eleven doesn't die, come back and ask for advice!"

Kongwu nodded with a pleased look in his eyes. The two teenagers were not only talented, but also correct with high heart. After further training, their future achievements were immeasurable.

At noon, they didn't eat any food. They just took the medicine they brought with them, wrapped up their wounds again, and then left. Looking at the boy who rode away in the sun, he sighed in the air: "there are new people in the Jianghu for generations..."

Linghui glanced at him and said with a smile, "nephew, what about the threat of the princess?"

Kongxuan glanced at his gloating look and said, "Ling Jia Meng Su has captured Tongguan, and Gao Liu of Tianjing pass has also raised the Ling Jia flag. Does the prince have air control over us?"

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In May of the Xuanping year, unable to withstand the bullying of Jiangzhou officials and aristocratic families, Liuyun stronghold of Panyang Lake rose up and erected an anti flag. Then, uprising forces around the country mushroomed.

The Weinan plain is blue and yellow. Along the banks of the Wei River, patches of green rice fields sometimes have turned yellow, swaying in the early summer wind.

Several old farmers were waiting for the farmland in the field, chatting casually about some idle things. Hearing the sound of horse hooves thundering, they looked up and saw a large group of cavalry galloping across the official road. The red armor was awe inspiring, and a big Lingzi was on the raised flag.

"It's Ling's army." An old farmer looked at it and then bowed his head to get the field.

"No, this is not general Meng's army. Look, what's the word on the flag behind!" Another old farmer looked carefully, patted his legs and said, "isn't this the army of general he, the commander of the two roads of nahedong road and Shaanxi Road?"

"Ah!" The old farmer raised his head and squinted, saying, "if general he also belongs to the Ling family, then we have hope."

auzw. "That's not the case? It's not easy for us to have a good life now. Not all of us depend on the Ling family. The two boys of my family have been arguing about going to join the army. The first one went to general Meng's place with his baggage on his back. As long as general Meng captured Chang'an, we'll live in peace here."

"I heard from the steward that Mr. Han is coming."

"That is, when general Meng and his men take Chang'an, it will not be the world of the Ling family. It is said that the government will change people and all the decrees will be changed."

"That's right, so I won't stop my boy from joining the army."

"Stop chatting. Look at this day, I'm afraid it's going to rain!"

At the turn of spring and summer in Weinan, thunderstorms come at once. Just for a while, big drops of rain hit down, and the hooves of horses galloping on the official roads fell with patches of spray.

The raindrops made a Ding Dong sound on the window edge. With a sound, Ling Qingyu opened her eyes and looked at the rain curtain outside the window. Her misty eyes began to slowly clear.

"Hungry?" With a hoarse voice, Ling Qingyu blinked as the figure approached. Looking at the sky outside, she whispered, "I slept all day?"

Sitting by the bed, Meng Su shook his head and said, "two days."

"Two days..." Ling Qingyu sighed and crossed the Qinling Mountains directly from Nanyang. They walked in the mountains for more than a month. Although there were many times for Ying shisan to carry her on the way, it was still very tiring to live in the open air. After going down the Qinling Mountains and meeting Meng Su who came to meet him, it seemed that they slept immediately? Two days

Meng Su poured a glass of water, helped her up, let her drink a few mouthfuls with her hand, and said, "I see that thirteen and Sue are very tired, so I asked them to have more rest. The kitchen has been cooking porridge. Can I bring it now?" Seeing her nod, he put her back on her pillow, got up and walked outside the house.

Through the rain curtain, Meng Su quickly walked into the kitchen, took a bowl of porridge that Sumu had been cooking on the stove, blew it again, then covered it with something, and then quickly walked back to the room. When he entered the room, he saw Ling Qingyu sleeping on his side, sighed, put the porridge on the table, and then walked into the bed to press the corner for her.

It's actually from the Qinling Mountains. In this season, there are continuous torrential rains on the mountains, and the mountains that don't even have a road are even more dangerous. Their party can't even withstand the pro guards who fight on the battlefield. What's more, she, a woman, chose to walk from the mountains to avoid the chaos along the road. Now the Ling family has become a synonym for rebels in the Central Plains, and forces everywhere are catching her in order not to let her men take risks, That's why I chose such a path.

Fortunately, fortunately, I have conquered Tongguan, and I recognized the yepeng who came to explore the way at the pass.

Gently holding her hand, Meng Su whispered, "in the future, I won't run around anymore. Let Meng Su protect you, ok..."

"General..." there was a low call outside the door. Meng Su hissed, then left the bed, opened the door, saw the herald standing under the door, saw him come out and said, "general he has arrived."

"So fast?" Meng Su was stunned, and then said, "ask Lin Xiang to prepare the camp."

"No, it was general he who led a thousand cavalry to arrive first. It is said that the large troops behind him camped directly in Weinan." The herald hurried.

Meng Su eyebrows a pick, this is received a letter? So fast?

Seeing Meng Su's face slightly changed, the herald hurriedly said the most important thing: "general he, it's coming soon!" Before saying anything, I heard the neighing of horses outside the hospital, and then the sound of military boots stepping on the puddles. A tall and straight figure had walked in through the rain curtain.

Seeing Meng Su put his finger on his lips, he Li stopped and kicked the messenger who was hiding behind, saying, "heat me up with hot water." Then he turned his head and asked in a low voice, "still sleeping? What's wrong?"

Meng Su went down the steps to meet him. He first arrived at the side wing and said, "they came across the Qinling Mountains. They were tired and slept all the time, so they ate some water and porridge in a daze." Entering the wing room, when he dissociated his wet cloak and began to remove his armor, he whispered, "Ying Jiu, Xie Sanlang, Yan Qi are all dead..."

He left his hand and asked, "Yan Qi?"

"Well," Meng Su nodded, Avenue: "I heard from Su Mu that Yan Qi's heart pulse has been bad since she was seriously injured in Wolong peak, and it has become even more fragile after several stimuli. She disappeared for a month and a half last year, and Yan Qi was in a very bad situation at that time. After another stimulus in Guangzhou, it was equivalent to making a living. They met King Cheng's troops on the way over, and Yan Qi moved his internal power... And Ying Jiu died out of Beijing. She carried Ying Jiu's body on her back and walked the mountain road all night, Later, ye Xi found it. On their way to Xiangyang, no matter how hard it was, they didn't abandon the body of Ying Jiu and took it all the way to the hall of eternal life. "

"Yeah..." He Li moved his finger and continued to untie his armor. "Changsheng hall, I wonder if there is a place for you and me?"

"There must be me!" Meng Su grinned, and the gloom in the room immediately disappeared. He Li glanced at him and began to untie his leg armor. He said with a smile, "are you confident?"

"Chang'an, let me be a pioneer!"

He Li looked at the eager look on his face, even with some eagerness, and said, "find me a suit of clothes!"

Meng Su opened the cabinet, took out a suit of clothes, and said, "Lin Xiang is guarding Tongguan here. Now the prince of duan'an doesn't dare to move. Let me fight Chang'an. She said that Chang'an city is an ancient capital of history, and there are many delicious and interesting things in it. It's best for us to reduce damage when we attack, so let me go!"

"Give me a hot bath first," He Li knocked him on the head and hissed, "you who are used to thunderbolt thunder also mean to reduce damage?"

"That's not what I said!" Meng Su followed He Li to the bathhouse and said, "think about it, who is better than me? Yin Tingan? Gucheng? Are they not as good as me?"

After entering the bathhouse and looking at the hot water in the bucket, he Li said, "I'll go."

Meng Su's face immediately stepped down and said, "brother Li, you don't take such credit!" That said, Meng Su also knew in his heart that he Li was the most suitable to attack Chang'an. What he was best at was assault and rush attack. His men were cavalry, and their mobility was very good. But when attacking the city, it was about patience, strategy, and stratagem. In these points, He Li, who was tolerant and steady, did better than Yang Zhao.

He Li looked at him with a smile, stripped off and jumped into the bucket, saying, "there will be battles to fight in the future. Our master wants not only Hedong and Shaanxi roads, but also Dangxiang, Liao and Tubo in her territory."

"After I arrived at Tongguan, more than 10000 people came to join the army by themselves. The prestige of the Ling family here is completely beyond my imagination," Meng Su took the overheated bucket from the messenger's hand and asked the messenger to retreat, pouring hot water into the bucket, In a deep voice, "an old man sent his three sons to join the army. He said that if there were no Ling family, their whole family would have died long ago. Now there are several grandchildren at home. When they are older, they can enter free schools. They are not afraid of being cut off. Therefore, all three sons can go to the battlefield and work for the Ling family. He also said that the Ling family is in charge of the family, which is like a Bodhisattva. What she does must be right."

"Not only here," Meng Su poured hot water and a bucket of cold water into it. "The same is true of our conscription in Yinzhou."

"Mengsu!"

"Yes, brother Li!"

"Do you want to burn me or freeze me?"

Seeing that he Li's long legs were on the edge of the barrel, and his whole body was hanging on the barrel, Meng Su ah for a moment, hurriedly went to fetch hot water to mix the water temperature, and said with a smile, "didn't pay attention, didn't pay attention."

"There have also been 200000 recruits recruited on Hedong Road, and now they are being trained by Gucheng. It is estimated that they will be able to use them in another half a year. However, there are still some local Haozu who do not obey the Ling family. When things are settled here, we should suppress all those places and carry out the new decree of the Ling family. You have also seen Cheng Jia's national policy. According to that implementation, it will inevitably infringe the interests of those Haozu now. Those Haozu used to be tyrants One party conceals taxes from the top and does all kinds of evil to the bottom. Now they are required to clean up their fields and bear the same taxes as ordinary people, which limits their privileges. How can they honestly accept it? " He Li immersed his body in the water and gave a comfortable sigh.

"Then kill them until they accept!" Meng Su put the soft towel on the edge of the barrel, with a fierce color on his face, and said.

He Li looked at him with a smile, and then closed his eyes comfortably.

A few steps ran into the bedroom, saw Ling Qingyu was still asleep, picked up the thin quilt that fell to the side and covered it. Meng Su sat beside the bed, looking at her with the faint light from the window. It was raining outside the window, and he Li's subordinates' laughter and the neighing of war horses could be heard from a distance. For a moment, all the excitement and anger just now disappeared, leaving only a shallow tenderness to fill her chest.