Come wear it, come to die

The turbulent flood washed away and submerged the existence and destroyed the houses. The villagers who fled to the mountain looked at the vast ocean below and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally saved his life.

At this moment, someone in the crowd made a panicked voice, Tong Dashan turned pale, and pushed away the crowd: "Who...who saw my brother Jun, who saw it? Brother Jun, brother Jun Son, dad is here, come out quickly!!"

"Old Tong, what's the matter?" A middle-aged man who was close to Tong Dashan walked by.

"Brother Jun is gone. When he was on the mountain, he was always following me..." Tong Dashan couldn't help but redden his eyes: "Who of you saw him..."

"Hey, did any of you see Brother Jun??" Someone next to him yelled.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, and soon someone talks, it is a mediocre little brother.

"I saw Brother Jun. When I accidentally fell, he helped me and told me to be careful."

Tong Dashan rushed over in a stumbling manner, and said, "Then what happened afterwards, where did he go?"

The little brother grabbed his mother's father's hand and shook his head vigorously. At that time, the flood had rushed over, and everyone ran up the mountain. He only knew that Tong Jun helped him, and then...

"Woooooh, my brother Jun... my child!!" Tong Dashan burst into tears.

Facing the turbulent water below the mountain, he knelt heavily on his knees, sobbing and heart-piercing, making many people around him red-eyed.

Sitting on the root of the tree, Wu Shi and Tong Lianmuzi looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

Tong Jun, who was already a damned one, is gone now, and the two of them are left to find a chance to fight.

Listening to Tong Dashan's crying and shouting in the interface video, Tong Xianjun sniffed and touched the water on his face with his hands. His eyes were a little red, and his forward steps did not stop at all.

Tong Dashan is a good father, he cares and loves Tong Jun deeply.

[Master Host...] V587 called softly.

[I'm fine. 】For the sake of his love, he will not look back. After everything is over, he will come back and honor this old father instead of the original owner.

[No, I want to say that you took the wrong road and turned only when you were going downhill. 】V587 knows that his host's heart is already very tough, and he doesn't need to comfort him at this time.

[Oh, I didn't pay attention for a while. 】Being interrupted by V587, Mr. Tong prayed a lot. He walked back to the hillside and walked down the hillside, stepping through the weeds at half a person's height, and his cheeks were scratched by weed leaves.

Now the flood has submerged half of the northwest half. If he wants to leave here and find his lover in the south, he has to climb over this mountain, climb up from the place where Feng Yuetian rolled down the mountain, and then walk along the road to the northwest to station barracks.

Since Feng Yuetian's accident, the queen's influence in the palace has been suppressed by the imperial concubine day by day, but the northwest is the handover between the Great Feng Kingdom and the Tuman Kingdom. Feng Yuetian's second uncle took the post.

He was wearing Feng Yuetian's jade badge, and he used this jade badge to enter the barracks, and asked the second uncle of the Ji family to send him out of the northwest.

The northwest barracks is extremely heavily guarded. When Tong Xianjun came to the gate of the barracks, he was stopped by guards.

"Who is here, we know that this is an important place for military camps."

In order to cover up the red mole on his forehead, Tong Xianjun used a trick to make a headband to wipe his forehead, and tied up his black hair with a simple hairpin cut from a tree branch.

"Brother Soldier, this villain is fourth master Jing's personal book boy, and he came to deliver an important item to General Ji for my master." As he said, he offered the thing wrapped in cloth with both hands, and said, "Look, General Ji." When you see something, you will understand."

The two gatekeepers looked at Tong Xianjun wearing a coarse cloth, but his manners and words were quite cultivated. They glanced at each other, and the soldier on the right took a step forward and picked up the cloth bag he was holding in his hand.

"Please wait here a moment."

"Brother Bing, please." Tong Qianjun obediently stood aside.

The gatekeeper hurried in to deliver something to General Ji.

Not long after, horseshoes came from a distance, and a group of cavalry came galloping. The leader, wearing silver armor, noticed Tong Xianjun standing in front of the barracks, and pulled the reins in front of the barracks.

"Who is he, and what is he doing in the barracks?"

[Master host, this is the third son of the Ji family, Ji Wei, the cousin of Lord Yuetian. 】

Tong Xianjun glanced at this cousin lightly, and found that his eyebrows were three points similar to those of his lover.

"Back to the little general, this person is Fourth Master Jing's personal book boy, and he came to see the general with a token." Zuo Xiaobing, the gatekeeper, reported.

"Jing, Si, lord?" Ji Xiao squinted slightly at Tong Qianjun, and leaned over from the back of the horse.

At this time, the soldier on the right who was guarding the gate hurried back and said, "The general invites you to go in."

Tong Xianjun nodded slightly to Ji Wei, and was about to step up to catch up with the soldier on the right, but was blocked by a sheathed long knife, and raised his head to look at Ji Wei with curiosity.

"I happen to be going to see my second uncle too." Shuo Zhen got off his horse and signaled his subordinates to take his horse away, and strode past Tong Xianjun.

"Thank you, little general." Tong Qianjun followed quickly.

Walking all the way into the big tent, there was a flash of silver light, and the extremely sharp blade touched Tong Xianjun's neck, and Ji Xiao's eyes gleamed with murderous intent.

"What the hell are you? Our Ji family doesn't know Fourth Master Jing."

Tong Xianjun looked into Lingran's murderous eyes without fear, completely ignoring the blade on the front of his neck.

"Little General, are you sure?"

"My son, put away the knife, don't be rude." A calm and majestic voice sounded, and a tall, resolute man stood in front of the main seat in the tent, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, wearing a black helmet.

When Ji Wei put the knife back into its sheath, Tong Xianjun bowed his head to the man and saluted: "The villain pays homage to the general."

"Why do you have this thing?" General Ji picked up the jade tablet in his hand, and looked at Tong Xianjun with burning eyes. From his forehead with veins, it can be seen how much effort he has used at this moment in patience.

When Ji Wei saw the jade tablet, she rushed up quickly and snatched it back, her eyes were red.

"This is..." His voice trembled as he rubbed the question on the jade tablet with his fingertips.

"Of course the owner of the jade tablet handed it to me." Tong Qianjun said.

"Where is he now?" Ji Wei was about to rush towards Tong Xianjun, but was stopped by General Ji.

"He has returned to Beijing. The river embankment was washed away by the heavy rain for several days, and the entire western region has been flooded for nearly half. The villain came to ask the general for help and send me to Beijing." Tong Xianjun bowed his hands to General Ji as he said.

The two uncles and nephews looked at Tong Qianjun, and after a while, General Ji finally said, "My son, prepare it for him."

"Yes." Ji Wei ran out in a hurry.

General Ji walked up to Tong Xianjun and handed him the jade token.

Tong Xianjun took the jade tablet, took off the red thread around his neck, put on the jade tablet, and put it on.

Seeing how Mr. Tong prayed carefully put away the jade token, General Ji's expression was a bit indescribable.

What is the relationship between this person and him...?

Ji Wei's work efficiency was very high, and he was quickly equipped with a fast horse, as well as the pass order and long-distance necessities for each post station to replace the horse.

"Thank you." Mr. Tong prayed to thank him, and he got on his horse with a very neat and handsome movement, and said: "I have another merciless request."

"what?"

"May I borrow another knife from the general?"

The uncle and nephew of the Ji family looked at each other. General Ji turned around like a tent. After a while, he took out a long knife with black sheath and silver pattern and handed it to him.

Tong Xianjun took the long knife, and when he saw that the silver pattern on the scabbard turned out to be a blooming peony around the scabbard to the end, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

Grasp the handle of the knife and pull it out an inch, the silver light on the blade flickered, as if emitting a chill.

"Good knife." Putting the knife back into its sheath, Mr. Tong prayed to hang the knife on the saddle, pulled the rein and looked at the two of them, saying: "When the flood in the west recedes, please pay more attention to Jinzhou and Yunzhou. The local garrison, second uncle, cousin, goodbye, drive." With a horse under his belly, he ran out of the barracks.

"Two...two, second uncle, he...what did he call us just now?"

General Ji looked at the man riding his horse away, then turned and walked towards the general's tent: "Send an order to send people to monitor the garrisons in Jinzhou and Yunzhou!!"

Jinzhou and Yunzhou are the mother clan forces of the eldest prince and imperial concubine. Those who lost and regained two years ago must be protected this time.

Under the navigation of V587, Mr. Tong prayed to change his horse every time he passed a post station, and rushed to the imperial capital of Dafeng Kingdom day and night.

Accompanying him along the way, there are also system prompts that sound from time to time:

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the progress of the current mission has increased by 65%. 】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the progress of the current mission has increased by 68%. 】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the progress of the current mission has increased by 70%]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the progress of the current mission has increased by 72%. 】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the current mission progress commission is 75%. 】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission, the progress of the current mission has increased by 77%]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plane counterattack mission...]

It was already a month later when Tong Xianjun came to the imperial city of Dafeng Kingdom, he ran day and night and killed eighteen horses, and finally walked ten miles with the black sheathed sword on his back.

In the palace, a very plain car slowly walked out, along Beimen Street, heading towards Prince Jing's Mansion. There was no one on the street, and the surrounding area was extremely quiet.

There was a man sitting in the car, wearing a seven-beaded jade crown and a white dragon-patterned brocade robe. He had a handsome appearance and was resting his mind with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind came from afar, a feathered arrow shot through the car window, the man avoided the side of his face, and with a bang, the arrow pierced the wood on the wall of his car.

The guards outside the car had already drawn out their sabers to resist and cut off the incoming arrows.

"Protect the lord!!"

More than a dozen masked killers dressed in black came over the wall with long knives in their hands.

The knife flashed, and the guard door of the ambulance was slashed by the man in black. The man in the car opened his eyes and pulled out the knife from under the chair. When he rushed out of the carriage, several strands of long hair pierced the body and died enter.

With a sound of "啪啦", the entire carriage was torn apart. Feng Yuetian swung his knife and split the killer who was attacking him in half, and turned around to fight the six killers.

"Da da da" light footsteps came from afar, and the silver light of the long knife flew out, piercing the body of a killer, and the ferocious falcon-like man flew to hold the handle of the knife and swung it out, blocking the knife of another killer .

The four eyes met, and they gave their backs to each other without hesitation.

"Yo, the prince is in trouble."

"Um……"

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