Chapter 96： Master (6)

"It's a pity that the most powerful person is dead. This is the important witness that Wei Baoheng murdered me." Li Zheng had returned to the shore, he felt his chin and looked at the corpse in front of him, feeling a bit pity.

The corpse was Chen Jianghe. When he fell on the river, Li Zhi did not let them be washed away by the river, and he was rescued by hand. Chen Jianghe died, which was not a small loss to Li Yan, but the battle was fierce at the time, and he could not take care of too much.

However, the corpse is also useful. After all, Chen Jianghe is one of the masters of Wei Baoheng, and he has not seen a few people. Wei Baoheng cannot rely on it. Moreover, Wang Li and others also seized several attackers with their confession, and this evidence was established.

As Li Wei had previously expected, Wei Baoheng made a mistake. And he caught the other's mistake.

Officials also suffered deaths and injuries, but they were not serious. Those who could go to the river to fight with them were all masters of Chang'an Prefecture. There were not many of them. Officials below the gas refinery period had been on the shore-now holding torches. , Surrounded by Li Yan.

The monks in Tsing Yi Yamen did not show up, and the situation was basically under control. Tsing Yi Yamen did not need to be brought in to reveal their identity. Liu Zhiyan and the ugly husband are now the main targets of detention, and there are many helpers in the Changhe Gang.

These people are actually very pitiful. The fierce battle on the river has far exceeded their expectations. Like the exercises of Chen Jianghe, thousands of arrows and four dragons, they have never seen them before, and they were shocked at the time. Yes, at this moment is still in fear and panic, many people are still shaking.

Liu Zhiyan and the ugly husband were also tied. Li Yan came to Liu Zhiyan and looked at her for a moment.

Her face is not amazing, her facial features are small, her contours are soft, her red lips are slightly thin, her eyes are large and bright, she looks like a gentle woman like water, and has a pitiful temperament.

In her early twenties, the cultivation practice of the gas refining period can be described as glorious, but at this time, she was reduced to a prisoner. Of course, she could not talk about the spirit, but she did not have a pitiful appearance. She had stubbornness on her face, but Not obvious, eyes sorrowful, very sorrowful, a sorrow like fate.

This kind of sorrowful sorrowful look, plus a little stubbornness left, but a face without hatred, is actually more pitiful than Pear's rainy appearance, a kind of powerful pity.

"Big master?" Li Yan squatted down in front of Liu Zhiyan.

Liu Zhiyan bit his lower lip. "Changhe is the master."

Li Yan looked at her: "My feeling tells me that you have the courage to accept defeat."

Liu Zhiyan said, "Become the king and defeat the pirates."

Li Min nodded: "But from your eyes, I read unwillingly."

Liu Zhiyan's face was euphemistic: "If your father does not report his revenge, you will die!"

Li Min's heart moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged: "If you are not willing, why don't you hate it?"

Liu Zhiyan lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. She never sighed, but everyone felt her inner distress, as if this young woman had a sad stomach.

At half a moment, she said, "People are in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves. Life is alive, and things are not as good as they are. Fate is so, why resent?"

Hearing this, Li Yan could not help but look at the woman a few times, he asked: "Are you afraid of death?"

Liu Zhiyan shook his head: "Who is not afraid of death?"

When she said this, her voice was full of regret, as if she was saying that death is terrible, but it is even more terrible to die if it is not done.

It was just that she didn't think it meant anything, so she didn't say it.

Song Jiao came over and whispered in Li Ye's ear, Li Ye nodded.

He told Liu Zhiyan: "I can make you immortal, or I can make Changhe Gang immortal."

"This is impossible!" Liu Zhiyan's eyes widened suddenly.

Li Ye smiled: "You should know that as long as it is a problem in the world, there are not many impossible things. The reason why some people think it is impossible is that those things are beyond their ability."

Liu Zhiyan stared at Li Yan and asked forcefully, "Who the **** are you?"

Li Yan replied: "The King of Tang Dynasty, the Shao Yin of Chang'an Prefecture."

Liu Zhiyan froze.

The ugly man also choked.

Most probably they did not expect that the person they were trying to seduce as a bait would have such an identity.

Regardless of the prince of the dynasty or the senior members of the Sipin Group, in the eyes of the Changhe Gang, the position is too high, so high that they would not look up at the usual time—the end of the line of sight they looked up would only be the existence of the Weishui First Gang .

"The conditions they promised you, I can promise you intact, even for the guilt of looting the dock warehouse, I can also give you the opportunity to make up for it, you think about it." Li Yan said this, deep Taking a deep look at Liu Zhiyan, who was still shocked, he stood up, left here, and inspected the casualties of the Chang'an government official.

Song Jiao followed him.

"My intuition tells me that you don't want to kill this woman." Song Jiao looked at Li Yan vigorously, and couldn't help giggling twice. "Perhaps, this woman made you feel good."

Li Yan's face did not change his color: "I don't like killing people. As for the heartbeat you mentioned ... there are many types of heartbeat in this world. I don't know which one you mean?"

"So what kind of heart is yours?" Song Jiao covered her mouth with a smile, and her eyes were full of scabs.

Li Huan bowed his head in silence for a moment, and said, "Comfort with the disease."

Song Jiao's smile froze.

She certainly understood the meaning of Li's words.

Both of them had unreported fathers.

There was no sadness on Li Zhi's face, and he could not even see a half change.

Song Jiao looked at this calm face, her heart tightened slightly, and she couldn't express her uncomfortable feelings. She knew very well what kind of mental strength was needed to maintain a calm face in the face of great sorrow and not expose her weakness.

It takes not only mental strength but also stubbornness.

Song Jiao converged, she said: "The dispute between rivers, lakes, and court halls is essentially the same. The price of fierce disputes is **** life, life of misery and helplessness."

Li Yan looked up at the night sky: "Perhaps, the sound of chickens and dogs heard each other, and there will not be so many disputes in the world where the old people will never die."

Song Jiao shook her head: "That world has long ceased to exist ... or maybe it has never existed."

Suddenly, she looked up to the west.

At that moment, her eyes were sharp, like the ancient snow and ice.

Strangely, in this dusty snow, there seems to be a ray of sunlight that can melt the snow-capped mountains.

She said, "I'm going to see an old man."

...

Wei Jiangnan stared at the uninvited guest floating on the river, his hands shaking slightly.

The Weishui is quiet and deep, there is nothing over the river, only the Xinghai reflected at the foot of the man, in the faint lights, it seems like a real fantasy.

When Xiu Weinan reached the state of Wei Jiangnan, even under these conditions, it is not difficult to see the face of the other party. What surprised him was that he didn't know this person. It was an ordinary face. It was so common that at first glance, I immediately forgot about it, and did n’t even feel like it was left.

Facing this face, Wei Jiangnan even discovered that he could not see the age of the other party.

Stand? Not confused? Know your fate?

It's all possible.

Wei Jiangnan stared at the stranger with long gray hair in a green robe, but felt unprecedented nervousness, just like Liu Dazheng and Taoists.

On several cargo ships, Wei Jiangnan's entourages stood up. They saw this uninvited guest and showed off their magic instruments, ready to enter the battle at any time.

Several cargo ships, a group of people with sharp weapons, confronted a strange man floating on the river, armed with swords.

Wei Jiangnan did not act lightly.

His nervousness soon deepened as strangers began to speak.

The stranger's voice was bland, but the words spoken were particularly powerful.

He said, "You just said, you're going to catch someone back?"

This was what Wei Jiangnan said just now. When he said this, he was full of vigor and grasped it, and felt that he could capture Li Yan with his fingers. For this reason, he even wanted to chant a poem.

But now, when he heard the words of strange men, Wei Jiangnan was flushed with red ears.

Wei Jiangnan didn't dare to move. He jealous of the other side's cultivation. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?"

The Qingpao man didn't answer Wei Jiangnan's question, but just said lightly, "You can't go."

The meaning of the strange man was very clear. He came to stop Wei Jiangnan, and he was very sure of stopping Wei Jiangnan, just like Wei Jiangnan was sure to capture Li Zhi. In the presence of so many people, the face was so besieged by the other side, it can be said that his face was sweeping away, Wei Jiangnan's face was pumping muscles, and his anger was rising.

As the entire Wei family, Xiu was one of the most outstanding masters. Wei Jiangnan has never been so insulted.

"If I must go?" Wei Jiangnan asked verbatim.

The man in Qingpao said lightly: "Then today, it is your death."

His voice was still bland, but his tone was so serious that it was impossible to question.

"Crazy! Who gives you the capital to make you so invisible? Even if you cultivate as a high master, but you can treat the world as a hero?" Wei Jiangnan was repeatedly humiliated in public and finally couldn't stand it. How can Yashi lose face? He figured it out, there are many followers around him, there are many good players in it, even if the opponent's cultivation is higher than him, he may not be unable to fight, at least, can not fail without fighting!

"Give me!" Wei Jiangnan beckoned.

When he beckoned, he moved.

But before that, the Qingpao man hovering on the river had stretched out a hand to Wei Jiangnan, and pressed it down from the air.

Understatement.

Boom.

The water falls violently, and a few cargo ships docked together are suddenly shaken, and all are squeezed into the river!

Hanging, sinking, and rising waves!

All the monks sank into the water with the ship!

Wei Jiangnan's robes broke into pieces as soon as they burst into pieces.

And he himself is standing in the air.

It is also standing in the air, but he cannot move, as if he was choked by his throat!

"Heroes in the world?" The Qingpao man sneered.

One finger.

Wei Jiangnan was like being hit by a heavy hammer, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his body was like a disconnected kite, and he slammed into the river bank, hitting several willow trees, and I didn't know where to fall.

From start to finish, there was no change in the look of the Qingpao man's face.

He flung his sleeves away.