Back Off, Let Me Come

Wu Xian almost choked to death with these four simple words: "Guoshi".

Every muscle in his face was twitching uncontrollably.

Although the anger in his heart was like an erupting volcano, he could not show the slightest disrespect in his actions. He said bitterly: "Shen Youli has always been cunning and cunning, and the methods of the traitors under his account are unpredictable. If we delay it any longer, we don't know what will happen." . It doesn’t matter if I’m alone, I’ll leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood, and I’ll have a chance to make a comeback in the future. I’m just afraid that it will ruin the National Master’s plans.”

Wu Xian's tea talk was just a way to raise the fire.

The Eternal Life Sect wants to spread its religion smoothly in the northwest continent and expand its influence. Shen Tang's Kang State is the biggest stumbling block. Only by cooperating with Gao State can this gap be opened - not to mention destroying Kang State, but at least fighting against it and fighting against each other. Checks and balances.

If Gao Guo is defeated, the wishful thinking of the Eternal Life Sect will come to nothing.

Still don’t understand which one is more important?

The Imperial Master lightly raised his eyelids and looked at Wu Xian.

Those deep eyes were as calm as ancient wells, but Wu Xian who was staring at him had the illusion that he was being looked at completely. The hair on his back stood up and he was sweating like syrup. This feeling did not last for a few breaths, and the Imperial Master calmly looked away.

The index finger of his right hand tapped the back of his left hand, and the index finger of his left hand kept turning the bright red finger on the knuckles of his right hand.

This wrench has a shiny texture.

There are faintly visible golden threads flowing inside, making it look particularly graceful, luxurious and dazzling under the sunlight.

Wu Xian just glanced at it unintentionally, and suddenly felt the discomfort of having his soul separated from his body and unable to control his limbs. A strange suction force wanted to drag the soul away. He was frightened, and immediately felt a creepy feeling, and started to use his alchemy and martial arts like crazy.

As martial energy joined in the resistance, the strange suction power faded away like a tide, and Wu Xian was in shock: "National Master——"

Even though he has ulterior motives and has the evil idea of ​​using the Eternal Life Sect to deal with Shen Tang before turning against him, it does not mean that he will allow the Eternal Life Sect to plot against him. What kind of evil thing is the ring on the national master's finger, and why does it have such a big impact?

"You said it?"

The Imperial Master seemed to have noticed Wu Xian's gaze.

He raised his hand and placed it in the sun, admiring the ring in the sunlight. A bit of nostalgia and ridicule flashed through his eyes: "This ring was given by a friend. It is said that it can ward off evil spirits and protect the owner. I have worn it for more than a hundred years. It is the most important treasure in my life.”

Wu Xian praised: "It is indeed a rare treasure in the world."

He blinked quickly in the dark.

The strange thing is that when I look at the thumb ring again, there is no strange suction.

This is obviously an ordinary ring finger, and the texture is not as smooth and delicate as before. Although it is still precious, there are countless jade ring fingers of this quality in Wu Xian Duobao Pavilion, and there are not thousands of better quality ones. There are also hundreds.

For the leader of a country, it is not a rare thing.

The Imperial Master smiled and said nothing, folded his hands in his sleeves and looked at the front of the formation.

Because Wu Xian didn't send a second person, Qian Yong had just warmed up and felt something. Like Zhu Bajie when he tasted ginseng fruit, the aftertaste was gone before he even smacked it. He felt itchy and angry. The content of the scolding battle suddenly escalated from a personal attack on Wu Xian to a collective attack. Every bureaucrat in the Gao State counted one by one. He started scolding everyone he remembered, and they were all explosive!

For example, this civil servant and that military commander "offer and officer protect each other."

For example, a famous prince, Juqing, who has many descendants, was naughty and romantic when he was young. He was jealous of others and hurt his roots. He was completely inhumane and could not act normally even if he used a silver support. How on earth did his wives and concubines give birth to ten boys and ten girls?

For example, a certain Sima from the Gao Kingdom was having a romantic affair, and his affair inadvertently ended up with his father's illegitimate daughter. He was caught by his father, and he almost had his buttocks naked and his father had three legs broken, and he kept wailing.

Another example is that when a certain person was young, he secretly sang, drank, and indulged in sex with his classmates. As a result, he drank too much and was almost regarded as a pervert by his classmates. Oops, I heard that this person broke down and cried while pulling the only remaining calf's nose and asking for help.

If the messengers of justice had not come forward, the backyard would not have been saved.

Shen Tang and Gu Chi whispered.

"Is this messenger of justice Qian Shuhe?"

Gu Chi said: "Perhaps Your Majesty should ask where Uncle Qian was watching when these things happened."

He was confused.

Is the scribe's way of reading minds his, or does it belong to Uncle Qian and this guy? The content is so specific that it doesn’t sound like hearsay.

Is it possible that Qian Yong is still up to something here?

Gu Chi's guess was indeed correct.

Qian Yong did add fuel to the fire in some matters.

It's old news that aristocratic families gang up to bully poor people. Qian Yong's family is just not that good, but that doesn't mean he really has no brains. When he studied in the same academy as Zhang He, the old master even praised him for his alertness, intelligence, and talent in both civil and military affairs.

If you really have no brains to protect yourself, why bother?

Let alone eating melons, you don’t even know when you will die.

Qian Yong's loud mouth was full of witty words and he told a lot of breaking news about a high-ranking and powerful person. It could be said that his nose and clothes were ripped off, and the faces of all the officials in the high country turned dark. He immediately sent out the loudest and foulest person to exchange insults with Qian Yong, but with little effect.

Qian Yong has his own logic.

It's not him who was scolding Shen Youli. Why did he break his defense?

Shen Tang, who was greeted by the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, also said it didn't matter.

In her case, it is a question whether she has any ancestors. It is very likely that she is the eighteenth generation of Schrödinger's ancestors. If someone breaks the guard and wants to say hello, just say hello, and you won't lose anything with your mouth. She has no ancestors, so there is no possibility of being scolded to break her defense.

Reactions from both sides were extremely uneven.

The ministers of the Gao State who were unfortunately named by Qian Yong went berserk on the spot. They were filled with indignation with shit on their buttocks but were not named. They loudly complained for their colleagues: "Uncle Qian and this bird man, mud pig and scabies dog, talking nonsense, I don't know how much they have eaten." Dirty water!"

None of these things can be acknowledged!

It was Uncle Qian who spread rumors to death.

After a round of scolding, Qian Yong relied on the wide spread of his voice, which made the drum beaters almost forget the rhythm of the drum.

The famous Duke Juqing, who was humiliated and couldn't be saved by Yin Tuozi, was even more angry and drew his sword. He wanted to join the battle and cut off Uncle Qian and his tongue with a three-foot green sharp edge. He thought so and did so, but he was stopped by the vanguard soldiers before approaching the formation.

Qian Yong knew his identity with a scornful glance.

He said provocatively: "You say this is a rumor? What's the use of just talking about it? Why don't you take off your pants in front of the two countries and three armies to prove it? You don't need to compete with those young people, just compete with me. If you win, you will be ten." All my sons and daughters are your offspring."

Shen Tang was numb when he heard this.

"No, what is Uncle Qian competing for?"

No one around answered the question.

Shen Tang looked at Qian Yong who was so angry that he was trembling, and the words "delicate body trembling" appeared in her mind at an inappropriate time. As a former painter who has painted pornographic pictures, she can certainly understand Qian Yong's voiceover instantly, and she also knows that Qian Yong has always been generous with his money.

However, the current situation is in front of the two armies!

Isn’t it too immodest to take off your pants to compete?

Gu Chi: "..."

As everyone knows, this is normal.

In this era where fighting involves throwing gold juice at each other with catapults, all means are allowed as long as they can defeat the opponent.

Gongxi Qiu ate the melon with relish.

Turning to look at Shen Tang: "Mama, this is Bi**."

He tilted his head in confusion and repeated.

"It's better than**."

The answer I think is different from what I say.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He looked at his eldest brother with resentful eyes, and Jimo Qiu reminded him lightly: "A-Nian, don't taint His Highness's ears."

Gong Xiqiu could only whisper in a low voice.

You can encounter anything when marching and fighting, that is to say, Mama's opponents are more shameless. If you encounter the kind of gangsters who are not stingy, there are even dirtier ways of humiliating and provoking them, including but not limited to ordering dozens of soldiers to line up and take off their pants. , shake towards the opposite side.

Gong Xiqiu has seen too many people over the years as he traveled all over the country looking for his brother.

Jimo Qiu saw his complaint: "No."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Most of Wu Zhaode's team members were from well-established aristocratic families or upstarts. They were all shameless, so naturally they couldn't do anything like taking off their pants and throwing off their ropes in public to anger their opponents. On the other hand, Qian Yong was shameless, so he alone could make them all ashamed and angry.

"There is no opponent."

"My way is alone."

Qian Yong won a great victory but did not forget to show off his performance.

Shen Tang just wanted to roll his eyes.

He shamelessly said "I am alone in my way". If this is the "martial arts" that Qian Yong pursues, wouldn't he be afraid of becoming a warrior with similar abilities one day? I can’t even cry when I look back!

Qian Yong's firepower was extremely fierce, and it was difficult for Gao Guo to resist. He also tricked a young general to death, and his morale was lower than that of Kang Guo. However, this small gap is not enough to shake the morale of Gao Guo's army. As long as he wins a battle, the arrogance he feels at this moment will become the motivation for the soldiers to realize their shame and become brave again, and their morale will be even better.

Qian Yong also understands this truth.

Mouth output also does not forget to beware of assassinations.

Once a fighter ends, he will have to worry about life and death, and he doesn't want his head to fall to the ground for no reason. But I didn't expect that the person sent by Gao Guo was not a military general, but a silver-haired scribe. Even if he wears a tight and delicate young face, he can't hide the age flowing in his eyes. This is probably an old monster with gray hair and a childish face! Qian Yong held the reins with one hand and did not come closer.

He smiled and asked: "Can you leave your name for the visitor? You don't look like a warrior in your attire. Why did Wu Zhaode push you, a weak scholar, to die? Or is it that none of the men in his camp can handle it, and he is afraid of confronting me in front of the battle?" One is stronger than the other?"

After saying that, he cast a joking gaze on the Imperial Master.

Raising eyebrows: "A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and his faults cannot be measured with a ruler."

Shen Tang covered his face.

Gritting his teeth: "It's better to let me go into battle and curse people."

It would be a shame for her if Qian Yong's dirty tricks were spread to future generations.

As he said this, he felt vigilant in his heart: "This white-haired scribe should be the old monk from the Eternal Life Sect."

Shen Tang secretly took a deep breath.

There is a vague feeling of urgency that I am about to take the college entrance examination.

Ever since they learned about Lao Deng's ability, the whole battalion has been busy preparing for the exam. The martial arts people are learning literature, and the literati are learning martial arts. However, they are not both civil and martial arts practitioners, and have never personally set foot in unfamiliar fields. Even though they have memorized many words and spirits by heart, they have written down every word in detail. The meridian routes of Wen Qi when the spirit is activated still remain at the theoretical level. There are barriers between theory and practice...

Qian Yong also realized that the national teacher was special.

Weigh the strength and calculate the distance between the two sides.

The two armies were separated by more than a hundred feet. He urged the war horse with all his strength and increased the speed to the extreme. He could kill the scribe without even taking a breath, stab the opponent in the head with one shot, and then fly back with his head. In the blink of an eye, Qian Yong had already simulated it several times.

Even the gravel on the path is clearly remembered.

He thought so and did so.

"Death!" The war horse under its crotch exploded into the sky, turning into a straight line at such a fast speed that its cold and sharp edge was directed toward the scribe's vital points.

The Imperial Master seemed not to notice his actions.

Take your time and gently open your lips.

The next moment, Qian Yong's body flew backwards without any warning, like a cannonball passing through the sky, and landed heavily on the ground without any chance of fighting back, dragging out a ravine more than twenty feet long. In addition to this ravine, you can still vaguely see the bloody traces of the dragged out flesh.

Just because the armor could not be maintained at the moment when the money flew out, his flesh and blood body withstood the huge force and drag!

If you really want to hit the porcelain, the white bones under the flesh and blood will be worn away.

Qian Yong staggered up from the pit.

Before he could stand still, he turned into the energy of heaven and earth and dispersed.

The real Qian Yong emerged in front of the battle. Seeing the feedback from the incarnation of martial energy, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and without a trace of hesitation, he slapped his horse and ran back to the formation. I am only responsible for scolding battles, not for fighting generals. I can't take military honors that I am not sure about.

My own strength is not weak. Even in the form of a weapon, I have 30% of the strength of my original self. He was defeated in a single encounter, which shows how strong the enemy is. Qian Yong never liked forcing himself to die. If he dies, who can the whole family rely on?

Shen Tang was furious.

"Uncle Qianhe, you are still General Tianshu Guard!"

It’s really no shame at all.

Even if he can't beat him, he just pretends. This guy is really good, but he twists his body and flees back with a whip. Isn't he afraid of losing his prestige by doing this? How to lead troops if you don't have enough prestige? Qian Yong was a Buddhist in this regard, and he did not often lead troops. His military fortunes in these years were achieved by managing Tianshu guards and training troops. As long as Chu Jie, a practicing madman, continues to practice, he will not worry about being laid off.

She cursed: "It's really a dead pig that's not afraid of boiling water!"

Angry but helpless.

Sooner or later, I have to settle the accounts with old bastard Qian Yong.

Despite the scolding, she also knew that Qian Yong's choice was the right one. She could vaguely sense a cold and strange aura around Lao Deng. This aura was also the one responsible for repelling Qian Yong with one blow.

"It's all over the place!"

The Imperial Master sat firmly on the horse, raised his hand and chanted softly.

"Life and death change hands!"

As the last words fell, the color of the sky and the earth changed instantly. For a moment, strong winds blew up, flying sand and rocks, making people almost unable to stand. Shen Tang raised his hand to form a barrier to resist the wind and waves. His pupils narrowed as he watched the scene in front of him. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

The sky standing high in the sky appeared below my feet.

The ground that should be under my feet is now hanging above my head.

The creatures between heaven and earth seemed to have pressed the pause button, and time and space were frozen at this moment. Only Shen Tang is an exception.

She clearly saw a black and white waterfall appearing in the sky and the earth, black going down and white going up, and the two were intertwined in mid-air. As they merged and spiraled into yin and yang fish, Shen Tang felt a strange burning heat coming out of the Dan Mansion, and the armor on his body disappeared without a trace.

This scene seems to last for a long time, and it seems to be just a moment. When the time stops, it flows again and everything is overturned.

Before Shen Tang could adapt to this change, she heard several sounds of fabric tearing and cracking at the tip of her ears, and she couldn't help but follow the sound.

Shen Tang: "..."

Gu Chi: "..."

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