Rebirth of the Southern Barbarian Meng Huo

Looking at the appearance of the handsome young general in armor, the rough young man could no longer suppress it. The spear suddenly appeared in his hand behind him and shouted: "Thief general, look at the spear."

"Brother Bao, don't be so presumptuous!" 'Brother Feng', headed by the three of them, shouted loudly.

"Brother Feng," the rough young man shouted loudly, trying to rush forward

"Don't make mistakes. Did you forget what your father told you when you came out?" Brother Feng scolded.

The rugged man suddenly withered. He was very afraid of 'Brother Feng's' father, his uncle.

After drinking the rough young man out, Brother Feng took a step forward and said, "I think the general coming is General Bo Yue. This is the land of Shuhan. How dare you and other generals from Wei dare to come here? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

"Hahaha..." The handsome young general laughed loudly, "Shu Han? It's a joke that the emperor is still here. Could it be that the whole world is the land of the king? This is the land of the Han Dynasty, and I am the general of the Han Dynasty. Where can I go without saying this? We belong to the Shu Han. I don’t know which Shu Han it is. Did the emperor entrust it to us? In other words, you are simply rebellious officials and traitors."

"You..." Brother Feng was so angry that he cursed loudly, "The thief Cao used the emperor to command the princes, and you are his ministers. It's not a good thing..."

"Hypocrisy." Brother Feng's voice was suddenly interrupted, and the handsome young general said, "Isn't it just for the Demon God Crystal? If you want to do it, you can become a king or lose a bandit. There are so many reasons to make you unhappy. Change to an honest person." Come and talk, you wild boy, it’s best for you to answer.”

Zhang Bao couldn't hold himself back for a long time and immediately jumped out and said: "Come on, come on, let's fight. The winner will get the Demon God Crystal, and the loser will get out as soon as possible."

"You...you...you guys" Brother Feng looked quite embarrassed, his eyes flashed with haze.

No one paid attention to his words or expressions, and everyone focused their attention on Zhang Bao and Jiang Boyue.

This group of people is the younger generation of Wei, Shu, and Wu. In some sense, they represent the future of the Three Kingdoms. The victory of any party may herald the future.

Zhang Bao of Shu and Jiang Wei of Wei are the leaders of the younger generations of the two countries. The victory or defeat between them is not just superficial, the influence must be far-reaching.

Everyone was looking forward to the fact that Sun Ren, who had performed poorly due to the bumps of the galloping horse, asked Lu Xun beside him: "Lu Boyan, who do you think will win between the two?"

Lu Xun thought deeply: "It's hard to say, but the cultivation of these two people is quite good. Zhang Bao inherited it from his father, and his roar is particularly powerful. Jiang Wei is said to have been blessed with heaven-defying celestial beings since he was young, and he is very different from them." Winning or losing, I’m afraid it won’t be easy.”

"Bah"

Zhang Bao roared, and even his good horse couldn't bear it, so he abandoned his horse and rushed towards Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei's eyes narrowed, and with the long sword in his hand, he stabbed Zhang Bao.

Both of them are not very high in cultivation, they are only at the level of He Dan's foreign elixir, but they are not bad in terms of means. Zhang Bao inherited Zhang Fei's spear skills, and the spear can be said to be invincible when dancing; Jiang Wei is not bad at long swords. In my hand, I just play with all my strength, regardless of the damage caused by Zhang Bao's spear. I just trade injuries for injuries.

If it were anyone else, this style of fighting would have been defeated long ago, but Jiang Wei was not like that. Even if he was pierced by Zhang Bao's spear, Jiang Wei's wound would heal in the blink of an eye without a drop of blood, as if he were immortal. It turns out that this was Jiang Wei’s opportunity in his early years.

At the beginning, Zhang Bao still suppressed Jiang Wei, but later on, Jiang Wei became more and more courageous and gradually began to gain the upper hand.

"Wow!" Zhang Bao yelled angrily, "I'm so angry that I can't even see the spear." Although Zhang Bao knew that he was going to lose if he continued like this, Jiang Wei's immortality was beyond his reach, so he directly stabbed Jiang Wei with the spear. The seven orifices on the head

Jiang Wei has an immortal body, but he can't transfer the immortal power to his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, so he has to be careful and guard against him, so he is evenly matched again.

The two of them fought so hard that they couldn't separate themselves, and they couldn't give up until they were exhausted.

"You two, let it go," Lu Xun said.

"Why?" Zhang Bao asked

"If you two still want to get the Demon God Crystal and let it go, you might as well listen, the white-haired fisherman is coming," Lu Xun said

So Zhang Bao and Jiang Wei both stopped.

Sure enough, there was a faint sound of singing, and as far as the eye could see, there was a faint boat going down the river.

"It's a white-haired fisherman, Lu Xun, take me away quickly," Sun Ren urged Lu Xun beside him.

Lu Xun had no choice but to hold up the Spring and Autumn Annals of Hedan and take Sun Ren to fly to where Baifa Yuqiao was.

Others did not neglect and flew towards the end of the river.

"The rolling water of the Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all in vain..." Meng Huo would sing this song when he had nothing to do since he was boating on the river. After experiencing it, it was really special to sing it again. Meng Huo gradually fell in love with the taste.

A willow stick hangs in the river, singing and flowing across the river, which can be regarded as a happy time between heaven and earth.

Meng Huo enjoyed such days very much, because he knew that such days could not last forever.

But Meng Huo didn't expect that it would end so soon.

When he saw a dozen people flying in from a distance, Meng Huo stopped his boat, stopped singing, and looked at the incoming people.

"The younger generation is scary," Meng Huo whispered softly. These young people made him yearn for it. Just like when he was 15 years old, he had great ambitions and entered the world. This is the most exciting moment in life and is worth recalling in his lifetime.

The place where Meng Huo is staying at this moment is called Kui Gorge. The cliffs on both sides are as high as a hundred feet but no more than thirty feet long. They resemble a portal, so they are also called Kuimen and Longmen.

In the center of the dragon gate is Meng Huo's boat.

The dozens of people who were rushing towards were divided into three places and stood on the cliff.

When I first saw the white-haired fishermen and woodcutter, many of them had solemn expressions on their faces. At first I thought they were people with great Qi, but if you look closely, you will find that the Qi of this fishermen and woodcutter is vast and boundless, and is integrated with the entire river. , are indistinguishable from each other. If you don't see it with the naked eye, you can't tell the difference from the river with your mind.

Some people were dignified, but some people didn't take it seriously. For example, when Sun Ren saw that the white-haired Yuqiao's cultivation was similar to his own, or even worse than his own, Sun Ren immediately shouted: "Yuqiao, I have something to ask you, please listen carefully."

"Tell me," Meng Huo's voice sounded, hoarse and slightly aged. In fact, Meng Huo also wanted to know the purpose of these people. He thought his identity had been revealed, but now it seems that is not the case.

"Do you know where the Demon God Crystal is in the river?" Sun Ren asked, and everyone else also looked nervous.

It turned out that I came here for the Demon God Crystal.

Not to mention that Meng Huo really knew. There was no need to hide anything from these people. Meng Huo said, "I know."

"Say it quickly," Sun Ren shouted, but he soon realized something was wrong and quickly said, "Just wait, just tell me."

Then Sun Ren used his full strength to drag himself staggeringly towards Meng Huo with his sword of Hedan. Soon he would land on the boat.

"Who is your last name?" Meng Huo asked as he saw Sun Ren getting closer and closer.

"I am Sun Ren, the youngest brother of the Lord of Eastern Wu, Marquis Dingwu." Sun Ren reported his name and identity, thinking that it would make Meng Huo take him seriously, so he immediately informed him of the location of the Demonic Crystal.

How could Meng Huo be afraid of the powerful?

"You want to board my boat and get the Demonic Crystal all because of the protection of your predecessors. You are not qualified." Meng Huo sneered unceremoniously.

Sun Ren was furious and was about to land on Meng Huo's boat. With all the magic power flowing under his feet, he actually wanted to break Meng Huo's boat and let Meng Huo fall into the water.

Meng Huo did not get up from the beginning to the end. He only gently picked up the willow branch and slowly put it down.

As soon as he picks it up and puts it down, it feels like the world is in his hands.

Sun Ren intuitively felt an incomparable force coming to him. Although this force was gentle, it was irresistible.

Sun Ren was shocked. He felt that after the power was removed, his whole body had fallen to where he was standing before.

"What kind of power is this?" Zhang Bao looked at his two brothers in horror.

I saw his two brothers all shaking their heads and saying nothing. It was neither true energy nor magic power. It was like heaven and earth.

"This is a real hidden master," Lu Xun said with eyes shining.

Jiang Wei on the other side murmured: "It seems that I have seen this person before somewhere." Jiang Wei had a vague feeling of familiarity but couldn't remember it.

"Jiang Bo asked to see my senior." It was that familiar feeling that made Jiang Wei speak.

Meng Huo, who was sitting on the boat, was also quite surprised. Looking at him from a distance, he knew who this young man was, but he never expected that it was Jiang Wei.

"The defeated general is here. Let me talk to you about the art of war." Meng Huo said.

Jiang Wei was about to set off when he felt a surging suction coming from the center of the river. In an instant, it reached the center of the river and landed on the boat.

Seeing Jiang Wei successfully boarding the side of the boat, Zhang Bao suddenly became anxious and shouted: "I, Zhang Bao, also want to board the boat."

"I've cooked a pot of wine here. Do you want to eat it?" Meng Huo asked.

"I think so..." Zhang Bao was overjoyed. Before he could finish his words, he fell onto the boat out of control.

Seeing Zhang Bao boarding the boat like this, Brother Feng also hurriedly said: "Liu Feng, the son of the King of Hanzhong, wants to see my senior." Maybe Liu Feng felt that it was wrong to move out his adoptive father, and he was used to calling himself the prince, in order to make up for this. , Liu Feng held the three-foot sword behind his back, and made a sword ceremony for practitioners to meet each other.

Meng Huo glanced at Liu Feng, then looked at the long swords in Liu Feng's hands, and said: "You are a hypocritical gentleman with a three-foot sword, you are not qualified."

The hypocritical gentleman used the three-foot sword. Liu Feng suddenly changed his color and said with a stern face: "If you dare to insult my father, you will eat my sword."

The long sword in his hand flew out and stabbed Meng Huo.

"Trouble" Meng Huo muttered to himself, shaking the willow branch in his hand, and the flying sword was immediately driven back by invisible force, "Don't let me take action again, otherwise Xuande will lose his son." Meng Huo's warning came.

Liu Feng really didn't have the face to stay, so he kept saying: "You are such a mountain fisherman, just wait. If you dare to do this in my father's land, you will definitely die..."

After saying that, he flew away with his sword, Liu Feng left, and Guan Xing also chased after him.

Zhang Bao originally wanted to leave, but he still couldn't bear to ask: "Senior, Junzijian is the name of my uncle, why are you insulting me?"

"Don't be impatient. I'm not talking about your uncle. The wine is getting hot," Meng Huo said.

There were two reasons. Even Zhang Bao didn't know whether it was because he was insulting his uncle or because the wine was hot. Either way, his throat moved and it started to flow.

"It's rare to see a descendant of Confucianism, how about Lu Boyan come and talk about it?" Meng Huo invited him.

Meng Huo's two previous attacks had shocked everyone, but they didn't expect that Meng Huo would take the initiative to invite

Lu Xun quickly agreed and was also transferred to the boat.

Seeing that the young man standing on the cliff still wanted to speak, Meng Huo said, "The Demon God Crystal has no chance with you, so go ahead."

The sound falls and the river rises

The young talents staying on the cliff were like kites with broken strings, all flying away without a trace.

(Wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day)