[Fengshen] The extraordinary transcendence of the pipa

As soon as Jiang Wenhuan spoke, he looked at the opposite man with a generous expression of kindness, just waiting for the other party's decision.

In his opinion, this is something that does not need to be considered at all. After all, let alone Dong Bohou's prestige over the years, Dong Bohou's army has grown in prestige these days, invincible and invincible. If this momentum continues, it will be just around the corner to invade Chaoge, kill the tyrant, and make this world belong to the Jiang family.

Today, without the grand master Wen Zhong's Chaoge, it is nothing but a mess, so what is there to be afraid of?Anyone with a little bit of a brain knows who is the most promising to follow. The person in front of him is obviously a person who knows the current affairs. Then his answer, Jiang Wenhuan narrowed his eyes slightly proudly, his answer must be—— —

"Jiang Wenhuan? How do you know that you still have the life to attack Chaoge?"

The thin lips of the man on the opposite side parted slightly, and said lightly.

Jiang Wenhuan's eyes suddenly widened!He almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, however, within a short moment, he quickly understood what the man meant. The embarrassment of being rejected by people who don't know what is good or bad quickly burned his brain!

He said coldly: "Hehe, since you are so ignorant and ignorant to catch up and die, well, I will help you!"

After finishing speaking, he drew out the long sword behind his back, clamped his legs, and ran out murderously, vowing to kill this unrecognizable man who trampled on his own face by the sword!

Five meters... Three meters... Two meters... The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. Jiang Wenhuan fiercely raised the sword in his hand, facing the one who was still sitting upright, looking at him with a strange expression. Men wave away!

Seeing that the tip of his sword was about to touch his head, suddenly, a strange sharp pain came from his right arm holding the sword, and Jiang Wenhuan turned his head to look blankly——

First, I saw a severed arm with a very familiar sleeve, and a familiar long sword was held in the end hand. It fell into the mud with a "swipe", and then was stepped on by the frightened horse without a sound. It turned into meat paste, and then, a warm liquid spewed out violently in a scattered shape, quickly moistening his cheeks...

The whole world seemed to stop running. Jiang Wenhuan was struck by the severe pain and lost consciousness. Before falling off the horse, the last thought in his mind was——is the man opposite him who has been expressionless from the beginning to the end, is he human or Shura from hell? ...?

Dong Bohou's army was originally waiting for the young master's triumphant return one by one. However, they never expected that in just the blink of an eye, his young master who could lift mountains would be defeated by the other side's young master. With just one palm of strength, a person easily cut off his arm and fell off the horse!

Having witnessed such a powerful and irresistible force with my own eyes, in an instant, the two confronting parties fell into deathly silence at the same time.

Behind Chenzhou City, where Dongbohou's army was stationed, in the big tent, Dongbohou Jiang Huanchu, who was over half a century old, was sitting leisurely drinking tea, waiting for his son's triumphant return with a contented expression.

However, after noon, there was no news from the army sent out. He was a little surprised, and when he was about to get up and send someone to investigate, a man in Taoist robe suddenly appeared in the big tent!

Jiang Huanchu glanced at it, and immediately cupped his hands in surprise and said, "Master, why are you here?"

Shen Gongbao smiled lightly: "Dong Bohou, don't be too polite, the poor man came here to save Young Master Ling!"

Jiang Huanchu's mind suddenly tightened, and he stepped forward a few steps and hurriedly said:

"Dare to ask the national teacher, my son... what happened to my son?"

Shen Gongbao sighed, and said apologetically:

"Alas...don't worry Dong Bohou, the thing is like this, Grand Master Wen Zhong...isn't dead, moreover, he came to Chenzhou day and night to join the battle, and now, your son's life is in danger."

As soon as he heard that fabulous name, Dong Bohou's old face suddenly became pale and pale. Thinking of the only son who had never seen the real Taishi, his whole body trembled, and for a while, his lips trembled and turned over and over in despair. murmured:

"National...National teacher, but, but what you said... Tai, the grand master has been killed by you, no one will block my way anymore... You...you clearly said... "

Shen Gongbao looked at Dong Bohou with a face of ashes with pity, and said slowly: "Don't worry, Dong Bohou, there is still a chance for this matter."

As he said that with a wave of his hand, two people, one big and one small, appeared on the ground. A young woman in white and a young child in silver robe stared at Shen Gongbao with similar round eyes of resentment.

Dong Bohou recognized this young woman in white at a glance. She was the one he had seen on the Star Picking Stage that day. Rumor has it that this woman has an unusual relationship with Wen Zhong, so...

After all, he had been immersed in power for decades, Dong Bohou quickly came to his senses, and looked at Shen Gongbao with surprise: "Master, what do you mean—"

Shen Gongbao nodded: "That's right, this woman is Wen Zhong's sweetheart, and this child is the woman's younger brother. With these two people around, Wen Zhong must be a little bit scrupulous, but—"

Shen Gongbao stopped suddenly, and Dong Bohou ordered his subordinates to immediately lift Bai Yuque and Bai Xiaojue onto the chariot without stopping for a moment, while turning his head to look at Shen Gongbao suspiciously, and said, "Could it be that there is something wrong?"

Shen Gongbao's soft and handsome face showed a weird smile with unknown meaning, and continued:

"However, this is just a gamble. As for whether or not Mr. Ling's life can be saved, everything is still unknown. Please bear this in mind, Dong Bohou."

Jiang Huanchu nodded absently:

"Okay, the old man knows, I will take them to the city gate. National teacher, can you come with me? With you, my son's chance of survival will increase by a few percent. Look... "

Shen Gongbao shook his head, smiled and said slowly:

"Dong Bohou, it's not that the poor Taoist is unwilling to go with you. In fact, if this method works, you can save Young Master Ling even without the poor Taoist presence. If it doesn't work, there will be ten poor Taoists around." , can't resist Wen Zhong today."

Dong Bohou was eager to save his son, seeing that Shen Gongbao couldn't be persuaded, he respectfully left without delay, led hundreds of troops, and led Bai Yuque and his brother to rush towards Chenzhou City at full speed!

On a fast-moving carriage surrounded by a large number of people and horses, Bai Yuque's spell was restrained by Shen Gongbao.

If it were to rest on a normal day, she would have been out of breath from crying because of the pain.However, these days, she has experienced too many storms and setbacks, and she is no longer as fragile as before.

Knowing that he could not escape the bumpy carriage right now, Bai Yuque just hugged the pale-faced Bai Xiaojue tightly to save him from bumps.

The dust kicked up by the people in front hit the two of them head and face, Bai Yuque coughed out the dust in his throat several times, and pressed Bai Xiaojue's small head into his arms even tighter.

Thinking about the purpose of this trip, she couldn't help but want to curse:

rely on it!Shen Gongbao's pig brain was squeezed by the door, right? I don't believe that he didn't know that Wen Zhong had completely forgotten about himself, so why did he offer such a trick to Dong Bohou? Is the old man who has been cheated several times happy for nothing?It's not kind, it's not kind...

Outside Chenzhou City, after Jiang Wenhuan fell off his horse and passed out, under Wen Zhong's instructions, Li Shang led people out in a quick line, first tied Jiang Wenhuan up, and then Li Shang shouted at the already chaotic Donghai army on the opposite side. road:

"Listen up, the rebels on the opposite side! Master Grand Master is here! Your commander has been captured, and you have to surrender quickly without taking off your weapons!"

As soon as he heard the name of the grand master, and thought of the terrifying man who had just taken off the arm of Jiang Wenhuan, who had always been known for his bravery, all the armies in the East China Sea panicked, and each of them hesitated. Immediately kneel before that man and beg for mercy!However, thinking about the mistakes he made, he didn't dare to surrender his life so casually.

At this moment, the East China Sea army suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes from behind, mixed with the sound of messy wheels. Immediately afterwards, the army was quickly separated from the middle. Dong Bohou took the lead and led hundreds of people to rush forward. When they came over, the rebels quickly settled down again.

When Dong Bohou saw his only son who was bound by five flowers, lost his right arm, and passed out, his heart ached, and his original fear of Wen Zhong turned into endless hatred—he actually hurt his only child. Don't take revenge, swear not to be human!

He quickly dismounted, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers under him dragged the Bai Yuque siblings from the carriage and pulled them to the front of the army. The two men tied their hands behind their backs. man's neck.

Bai Yuque only felt a chill coming from her neck, and her whole body couldn't help shaking. Surrounded by thousands of troops, she steadfastly moved towards the front of the opponent's army, riding upright on top of the ink unicorn Wen Zhong looked over.

However, without the spell and the distance is far away, she can only vaguely see the slender and straight figure of the other party.

Dong Bohou grabbed Bai Yuque's long hair and shouted loudly to Wen Zhong who was opposite him:

"Master Grand Master, do you recognize the woman in my hand?"

Wen Zhong looked at the gray-headed young woman who reappeared just now after two days of farewell, and frowned slightly. Before he could answer, there was quite a commotion behind him.

Wen Zhongbuyu tilted his head slightly, and saw Li Shang, Ayu, Chengzi and others, and even some soldiers who couldn't remember their names, all showed worried expressions on their faces, and Ayu couldn't help being surprised in a low voice. Shouted: "My God, Miss Xiaoyu and Master Xiaojue have fallen into the hands of that old man Jiang Huanchu!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Wen Zhong and said quickly: "Grand Master, Jiang Huanchu is the most cunning, ruthless and merciless, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly frightened by Wen Zhong's indifferent expression, and he didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

Wen Zhong turned his head lightly, and said to Jiang Huanchu calmly, "Jiang Huanchu, what do you want to do?"

When Dong Bohou saw the reactions of those people opposite him, a flame of pride was ignited in his heart:

snort!Wen Zhong, I never imagined that you, who is in awe of tens of thousands of people, would have such a day!Hahaha!

So, having made up his mind, Dong Bohou unceremoniously put forward the conditions:

"Hehe, I didn't want to do anything, I just begged the grand master to let my son Wenhuan go, and then apologize to my son Wenhuan in front of the army."

Ayu and Chengzi glanced at each other, and immediately turned their heads to look at Wen Zhong at the same time. Li Shang was stunned for a while. Although he knew that this request was too much, he also knew the position of the white girl opposite in the grand master's heart. Therefore, he almost It can be confirmed that the Grand Master's decision——

It's just that Jiang Huanchu, this old man, is he impatient?Even if he dared to threaten Master Grand Master, even if he escaped this time, after that, he would only die in a worse way...why bother?

Bai Yuque was dressed in rags and her hair was disheveled. Because of too many injuries, she stood there weakly, staring fixedly at Wen Zhong opposite. In such a time of life and death, there was still a glimmer of expectation quietly rising in her heart. , will he...will save himself?

On the quiet battlefield, under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers, everyone stared with bated breath, waiting for Wen Zhong's reply.

It seemed that a century had passed before Bai Yuque faintly heard that person's familiar but extremely cold voice from the opposite side, resolutely and clearly rejected each word: "Impossible!"

Apparently he didn't expect this answer, Dong Bohou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, pushed away the soldiers next to him, put the knife on Bai Xiaojue's neck himself, and roared loudly like a trapped animal:

"Wen Zhong, you can see clearly! This is your sweetheart's younger brother, I'll count to five! If you don't let me go, your brother-in-law will become the soul of this old man!"

Bai Yuque's heart suddenly turned cold. She no longer cared whether the knife on her neck would cut herself, but desperately turned her head to look at Jiang Huanchu, and prayed loudly:

"You...you let Xiao Jue go, come and kill me, don't you want to save your son? Come and use me as a threat! My life and death are more useful than him, an insignificant child, really, quickly Let him go! Please...please..."

Jiang Huanchu felt anxious at this moment, couldn't help kicking Bai Yuque vigorously, and immediately knocked Bai Yuque to the ground. He cursed bitterly:

"Shut up! It's your turn soon, bitch! What's the hurry!"

While speaking, his hands trembled unintentionally, and a red line of blood appeared on Bai Xiaojue's delicate neck, and after a while, beads of blood slowly oozed out and remained.

Looking at the glaring scar on his younger brother's neck, Bai Yuque felt as if his heart had been cut, and suddenly bent down in pain...

Because of the pain, Bai Xiaojue's small face was instantly pale as paper. However, looking at Bai Yuque's pained face looking at him, he tried his best to squeeze out a cute smile like he did countless times in the past, mixed with the fact that he thought he was hiding it very well. With a gasp, he comforted Bai Yuque and said softly:

"Sister, Xiao Jue doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt at all, hehe, you... don't cry, sister, Xiao Jue really... really doesn't hurt..."

Bai Yuque, who hadn't shed tears for a long time, at this moment, looking at Bai Xiaojue who was trying to comfort him, without warning, two lines of hot tears "swipe" and silently gushed out of his eyes.