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Qi Tai saw that An Shicheng and Mu Yanzhi had turned around and actually killed both Jiang Ziwen and Pan Lie, who was with him. Qi Tai did not dare to stay any longer, as he was too far away from them, and he did not care about rescuing them anymore. Qi Tai immediately turned around and ran out the door, and out of the hall, Qi Tai leaped towards a vent where the sound of water was coming from, and not long after, he heard the sound of Qi Tai falling into a pond in the back of the mountain.

He swam towards the shore, and when he reached the shore, he saw a middle-aged man who was about the same age as him already waiting there. This middle-aged man was slightly fat, and dressed as a rich merchant, and when the middle-aged man saw Qi Tai swimming over, his expression first changed to one of joy, then a frown, and he reached out to fish Qi Tai out of the water and asked, "Why are you alone, Jiang Ziwen and Pan Lie?" Where's Shulu Violet? You guys didn't get it? "

While tidying up the wet clothes on his body, Qi Tai said lightly, "He's dead, the sword didn't get away."

"Ah!" He said, "How can this be? Could it be that I can't even compete with you three? "

Qi Tai sneered, "Let alone the three of us, even if you, Huang Zicheng, were to come up, we would all be thrown away."

Huang Zicheng said, "What happened when you fell to the ground? Tell me the specifics." Qi Tai explained everything that had happened in the mountains in a simple manner. Huang Zicheng nodded and said, "I didn't expect that Pan Lie and Jiang Ziwen, who were by Zhang Dingwen's side, wouldn't even be able to handle a single move of An Shicheng's."

Qi Tai said, "Although I did not expect An Shicheng to be here today, but even if An Shicheng is not, just the three of us alone won't be able to beat Zhang Dingyan. This old fellow's Dragon Subduing Subduing Subduing Art is too powerful, after using it, his body becomes as hard as steel, and after gathering all of his power, it will be as powerful as a cannon."

Huang Zicheng nodded and said, "When I was fighting against that old monk Hui Xian at the Tzu Yun Temple, I've already experienced the power of the Subduing Dragon Subduing Elephant Technique. It's just that Hui Xian is still far from Zhang Dingbian, and Hui Xian's Subduing Dragon Subduing Technique can at most protect himself."

Qi Tai said, "Don't even think about it, it's useless. This time, our master and Yuan Chengzhong had an alliance to eat up the Thousand Plum House. Who would have thought that we would lose two generals in the first battle?"

Huang Zicheng shook his head and said: "It's alright if I fail, but how will I explain this failure to my master when I go back?"

Qi Tai shook his head, "How would I know?"

An Shicheng looked at the two corpses on the ground and said, "These are the Ninth Gatekeeper Jiang Ziwen."

Mu Yanzhi said, "This is Pan Lie, one of the Four Protectors of the Hidden Origin Society."

An Shicheng said: "I didn't expect that this old thing Yuan Chengzong and Gong Wanchun would get together so quickly."

At this moment, Chen Ziya saw that the empress had calmed down a little in fear and then let her push it down. Chen Zi said, "Old Manor Lord An, it's clear that the Southern Martial Forest and the Hidden Yuan Council have formed an alliance. Old Manor Lord, are you interested in agreeing to our proposal?" If our two families join forces to fight against the Southern Martial Forest and the Hidden Origin Council, at the critical moment, we would send our troops to assist the Old Manor Lord. "

An Shicheng thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I can form an alliance with Your Majesty, but I have a request."

Chen Ziya said, "Old Manor Lord, what request do you have? Please speak your mind."

An Shicheng said, "If Your Majesty wishes to form an alliance with this old man, this old man would like to borrow a person from Your Majesty."

Chen Ziya smiled, "Old Manor Lord wants to borrow Old Lieutenant Zhang, right?"

An Shicheng said, "That's right, the Old Grand Commandant's martial arts and fighting skills far surpass mine. If you can have the Old Grand Commandant to assist me, perhaps I can fight against Yuan Chengzong and Gong Wanchun."

Chen Zi asked Zen Master Mu. "Would the old Grand Commandant be willing to follow the old Manor Lord to Wanmei Manor?"

Mu Yanzhi said, "This old subject will follow Your Majesty's orders."

Chen Ziya smiled, "If that's the case, then I'll have to trouble old Grand Commandant to accompany Old Manor Lord An. On the day that we succeed, old Grand Commandant will definitely be the country's victor!" After Zen Master Mu gave his thanks, Chen Zi turned his head and said to An Shicheng, "Old Manor Lord's covenant should not be shamed, so the two of us will swear an alliance with three strikes of our palms."

An Shicheng said, "Okay." After saying that, he and Chen Zifu gave a three-hit palm strike, which was an oath made by an alliance.

Late at night, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in the palace of Nanjing, held a brush in his right hand and fell into a deep sleep on his dragon throne. Zhu Yuanzhang was sixty-seven years old this year, but this old emperor, who was resplendent and resplendent, was still doing his best to deal with him every day. Almost all the ministers' evaluation of Zhu Yuanzhang was "Nothing is too small, everything is too small."

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt that someone beside him seemed to want to do something to him. Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been battling on the battlefield all his life, even slept with one eye open, but when he felt that there was someone beside him, he immediately opened his eyes and with his left hand he pulled out a long sword from the sword rack behind his back.

Only now did Zhu Yuanzhang realize that this was his grandson, Donggong Tai-gong's grandson, Zhu Yunwen, whose father, Zhu Yingwen, was Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son, a modest, cautious, and arrogant person. Zhu Yuanzhang thought that Zhu Yuan-gong was a rare heir to the throne, but how could Zhu Yinggong, a thirty-seven-year-old crown prince, die young at the age of thirty-seven?

It was obvious that his grandson wanted to cover him with a blanket when he saw that he had fallen asleep. Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang retracted his sword, pulled Zhu Yunwen up from the ground with a smile, and dragged him onto his Dragon Throne. Zhu Yunwen immediately said, "I don't dare."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, once I return to heaven, this chair will sooner or later be yours to sit on."

After Zhu Yunwen heard this, he quickly kneeled down and said, "Your grandfather is the son of heaven. He can definitely live for a long time and not die."

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he looked at the sixteen year old grandson in front of him, then laughed out loud, "Good child, it's not like I don't want to live for a hundred years, but coming to this world once is only a hundred years of time. Even I will have one day in a hundred years, but after I die, I wonder if you can provoke a powerful empire left behind by me?"

After Zhu Yunwen heard this, his eyes reddened and he said, "Royal Grandfather, Yunwen is young and it is really difficult for him to live under the heavens. Moreover, each and every one of Yunwen's uncles are all outstanding people.

After hearing it, Zhu Yuanzhang sternly said, "Get up!"