Chapter 1191

However, judging from what Chu Xuan did during this period of time, Lu Wenhuan knew that the master was not the devil who killed people for no reason. There must be a reason.

He didn't want his master to die.

"I remember your kindness as a teacher in my heart, but this war is inevitable. I'm going to pat my ass and go. What do you think of Datang?" Chu Xuan looks dignified to ask a way.

Lu Wenhuan's face was smothered, and he didn't know how to answer. He knew that if Chu Xuan really dared not to appear and ran away, those monks would probably destroy the Tang Dynasty and force Chu Xuan to appear.

During this period of time, he had already figured out some things and heard some secret rumors. It seemed that the last time the master went to meet the ghost's sorrow, it was because of Princess Xin'an.

But, this matter is only rumor, did not confirm, he also dare not confirm true or false!

Whether it is true or false, rumors may not be true and can not be fully believed, but it can not be ignored.

It can be seen from this that friars will also attack ordinary people in order to achieve their goals. In their eyes, they may be just ants that can be killed with their fingers, which is not worthy of pity.

"Is master going to keep the appointment now?" Lu Wenhuan's eyes were red and he was silent for a moment.

In Lu Wenhuan's opinion, it must be ten deaths without life, and there will be no return!

"Well! Time is up, I can't break my appointment Chu Xuan nodded gently, his eyes coagulated and the sun in the void was a little bit dazzling, burning a trace of war in his eyes.

"The hundred thousand friars really look up to me, Chu Xuan." With a sneer in his heart, Chu Xuan sneered and said, "immortal Kunlun, it seems that it is just so!"

"After you leave, you should guard Chang'an and guard against the attack of Tartars." Chu Xuan admonished one, did not see the movement, left behind the shadow of the road, people have appeared outside the city of Chang'an.

Standing in the void, looking back at Chang'an, he bent his fingers to activate the "star killing God array".

Turning to go, who knows that outside Chang'an City, a dark "dark cloud" thinks of the direction of Chang'an.

A close look, the golden iron horse with dust rolling, like a huge fine iron statue moving.

The cavalry, like locusts, came at a gallop with helmets and armor. The sound was like thunder, and the earth vibrated. Even the air above the void was shaken by the cry of death.

Chuxuan's eyes were as bright as electricity, and his heart was coagulated. He said, "Tartars have made a good idea. They even know that I'm going to go there today. I can't wait to attack Chang'an. I don't know whether to die or not."

"Well, I put up my hand to kill it. It's not too late to let those guys wait." Chu Xuan makes a decision in his heart. He is about to raise his hand. The sound of killing in Chang'an city is so loud that it collides with the sound of Tartars in the distance.

What's more, the most chilling thing for chuxuan was that the Tartars were silent. If they entered a deserted land and then came to Chang'an, you can imagine that the frontier army of the Tang Dynasty must have been fighting against each other along the way. The more you think about it, the colder you feel, the more angry you are.

Looking back, Lu Wenhuan was gazing at the tartar army in the distance. Chuxuan thought of it. He bent his finger and flicked it. A colorful Ruixia did not enter his body.

Lu Wenhuan was ignorant, but his momentum was suddenly elevated. His cultivation was promoted to the later stage of the quadrupole realm like a rocket.

Chuxuan did this to ensure the safety of Chang'an, and wanted Lu Wenhuan to grow up in the smoke of war and the baptism of blood and fire.

After all, how many people and things can you protect by yourself?