The home of the heart of Langya Bang

After Xuan Bu finished drinking, Xuan Shuo was polite again, seeing that Xuan Bu was bored, he didn't want to keep him anymore.

That night, Xuan Shuo ordered people to go to fight again, and his arrogant tone made everyone in the Liang army resentful.

The marshal and the left and right forwards have not recovered from serious injuries, and the candidates for breaking the formation are still pending.

Although two old generals Zhen Ping, Yuan Peng, Han, and Yang had volunteered, Mei Changsu was hesitant to make a decision.

"Haha, did you see that Changsu is here waiting for me to speak, right?" Lin Chen broke the momentary silence with a smile, "Please, please, I will promise you to break the formation! "

"Chen'er, don't mess around!" The old pavilion master broke out in a cold sweat when he heard that Lin Chen was going to break the formation, but he was afraid that Mei Changsu would see his flaws, "You just have the wind and cold, and your physical strength is lacking. For a few days, don't rush to break the formation at this time, not to mention that the formation that will be broken tomorrow has extremely high requirements for the person who breaks the formation, so don't delay the big event."

Haha, Father, you really underestimate your son. Tomorrow we will see how your son breaks the line and adds credit to your old face. What do you think? " Lin Chen was like a naughty child, but the moment the father and son looked at each other, the old pavilion master had no choice but to shake his head helplessly: "Look at what Chang Su means, if he tells you to go, then go!" "

"Isn't that all right? Haha, Chang Su, Chang Su! Come and beg me!"

Mei Changsu remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.He knew that Liang Jun was at the most difficult time right now, and the most suitable candidate for tomorrow's battle was Meng Zhi, but Meng Zhi was seriously injured and would have to rest for ten days soon; Jingrui and Yujin were not as serious as Meng Zhi, but Not suitable for battle; Mu Qing is still young and lacks experience in battle; Zhen Ping and others are not the most suitable candidates. It's a lot, but the lightness kung fu should be unmatched, and it's not a bad idea to entrust the formation of tomorrow to you, because in the worst case, you can run if you can't beat it, understand?"

"Hey, I said Mei Liangxin, what are you talking about? What do you mean 'you can run if you can't fight'? Is my kung fu so bad? What a joke!" Lin Chen blushed with excitement, "What kind of battle will I do tomorrow? Let me show you, hum!"

"Okay, I believe you!" Mei Changsu smiled lightly.

"I also believe in myself!" As soon as Lin Chen said this, he and Mei Changsu looked at each other and smiled. These two sentences sounded so familiar...

Mei Changsu arranged for several generals to make a detailed plan for tomorrow's breakout overnight, and after everyone was ordered to return to the camp to rest, Mei Changsu called Liu Bing again: "Has Meng Ruilin arrived yet?"

"Sovereign, not yet, it may take a day or two."

"Well, the batch he sent was modified according to my design, right?"

"Yes."

"very good!"

"Sovereign, do you really want to use it?"

"Looks like I can't keep it as a congratulatory gift for Jingyan's enthronement, so let's use them to exchange for a peaceful northern border!" Said Mei Changsu, his eyes fell on the diagram of the Ten Jue Formation again.

"Chen'er, do you think you are messing around?" When Lin Chen came to the old Pavilion Master Lin's camp, the old Pavilion Master finally couldn't help asking.

"Father, I didn't mess around." Lin Chen shook his head, "Now, besides me, do you think there is anyone else who can accept Chang Su?"

"It's not that you don't know your body! You gave Changsu Neili twice, and your kung fu has already been greatly reduced. How can you break the formation?"

"That's why I'm here to beg my lord father to help me!"

"Let me help you?"

"That's right, Dad, I want to ask you to help me once."

"You mean?" Old Pavilion Master Lin frowned slightly.

"Yes!" Lin Chen's eyes were firm.

"Nonsense! Too much nonsense! You want me to give you needles to restore your internal strength to its original state in a short time, but everything has its own destiny. Just like Changsu, he took the Bingxuan Pill, in exchange for only Three months of physical strength to go out with the army; moreover, if you want me to administer acupuncture, then your life will be exchanged for your one day..." The old man couldn't help but choked up his voice, "No! Absolutely not!"

"Father! I beg you! If you don't give needles, then it's okay, I will do it myself! I won't be able to see the acupuncture points clearly, if I make a mistake..."

"You dare to threaten to be your father?" Old Pavilion Master Lin hurriedly interrupted Lin Chen, "You, you! Alas!"

"Father, just this one time, just this one time, okay?" Seeing that the old Pavilion Master's tone seemed to have eased, Lin Chen hurriedly asked again with a smile on his face.

"I really can't do anything about you!" Old Pavilion Master Lin shook his head helplessly.

"Haha, thank you father for fulfilling it!"

"Ah!" The old pavilion master nodded heavily, "However, Chen'er, you should know that the arrow has left the string and there is no possibility of turning back. If I give you the needle today, although you can quickly restore your internal strength, but from then on After that, you will be no different from ordinary people, and if you use your internal force again, your life will be in danger, do you really not regret it?"

"Haha, dad, you can just give the needles. When did your son regret the decision he made?"

"Chen'er... Alas! Forget it! Let me accompany you to mess around this time as a father!"