Force scumbags to follow good records

Shen Fangliang didn't care about the anger and killing intent in Ya Gutuo's eyes at all. The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. For Ya Gutuo, he had never experienced countless tragic wars decades ago, so he had no extreme impression and fear of this person, so Shen Fangliang swung his sword and slashed, without the slightest bit of caution when facing the most terrifying warrior under the sun. Qiankun Wuji sword moves continuously, fighting with Ya Gutuo.

On the other side, Linghu Shaoqing's bright silver spear was fighting with the Maha formation of five lamas. The skills of these five Tibetan lamas were slightly inferior to Linghu Shaoqing's, but the Maha formation was quite different. Multiplying the skills of the five people, although Linghu Shaoqing was not defeated, he couldn't break through this Maha formation for a while, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

The melee ended when Nie Changge arrived. When Nie Changge appeared on the battlefield, and worked with Linghu Shaoqing from the inside out to break the Maha formation, Ya Gutuo pushed Shen Fangliang away with a palm. Turning around and drifting away, his leaving figure was extremely fast, Shen Fangliang sped up his light kung fu, his inner strength frantically circulated his footwork and chased him away, but within a short while, Ya Gutuo's figure disappeared without a trace, and Shen Fangliang was so angry Stamping his feet, he turned to look at Linghu Shaoqing, and saw that the five lamas saw that the situation was not good, and they all exerted their strength to use the deadly move in the Maha Formation, the Great Brahma Method, and the skill of five or five multipliers was added. In an instant, the skills of 25 lamas gathered in an instant, forcing Nie Changge and Linghu Shaoqing to dodge and dodge.

The array of superimposed skills in this instant was quite counterproductive, and the five lamas vomited blood together, but even though they vomited blood and were seriously injured, they still seized the gap in this moment, and all escaped quickly with light skills, and disappeared under the night.

Linghu Shaoqing looked at the backs of the five lamas who disappeared, and then turned to look at Shen Fangliang. Naturally, he knew that Ya Gutuo had also run away, and he was very angry. He poked a spear and smashed a piece of Hanguang Palace The glazed tiles on the roof, Linghu Shaoqing with a cold expression shouted angrily: "Everyone in Dali Temple obeys orders and immediately informs the imperial guards in the palace, the guards under the Chang'an Order. Find Tubo and the Tubo assassins!"

Linghu Shaoqing gave such an order, but Nie Changge, who was standing beside him, knew that this was just a helpless and ineffective order. The traces of top experts, in fact, can ordinary warriors trace?

Nie Changge thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out. He knew that Linghu understood, but the anger in his heart made Linghu unwilling to give up just like that. If Nie Changge didn't say it, it didn't mean that others wouldn't expose it either. Linghu Shaoqing's useless anger.

"It's a waste of effort!"

The sound of sarcasm made Linghu Shaoqing turn his head suddenly, only to see Shen Fangliang standing on the other side of Hanguang Hall rubbing his wrist, looking at him coldly.

Shen Fangliang, who was rubbing his wrists, saw that Linghu Shaoqing, the titular No. [-] expert in the world, turned his head and stared at him with murderous eyes, he couldn't help snorting coldly in his heart, and then he couldn't help baring his teeth Grinning and rubbing his wrists, he thought to himself: An old monster is an old monster, and his internal energy has been exhausted. If you flick the edge of my orange weapon with your fingers, it can still make my wrist sore, what the hell? Still human?What a fucking monster.

The dawn of the east dawned, and in the Lizheng Hall, Yuanshuo Emperor Li Taizhang, who had not slept all night, heard the shrill voice coming from the distance of the Hanguang Hall: "The North Palace Gate is safe!!!!"

The eunuch's shrill voice of declaring safety carried an echo and echoed far into the Lizheng Hall. Li Taizhang closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. Then when he opened his eyes, there was only an old look in his eyes. and exhausted.

Holding Yang Xiuye's hand, Li Taizhang turned his head, looked at the knot-haired inner master who had been with him for decades and was no longer young, sighed, and said: "When Chengyu's health recovers, I will announce it to the world , make him the crown prince, and Cheng Yu will inherit the Great Wei Dynasty in the future."

The whole night, Yang Xiuye, who had been very calm and composed, suddenly cried when he heard Li Taizhang's words.

Li Taizhang stretched out his old and withered hand to wipe away the tears of Yang Xiuye, who was also a little old, just like the sweet appearance when they got married when they were poor and white, and comforted him: "Don't cry, it's my fault, I'm sorry for you, It is my fault……"

The almost earth-shaking turmoil ended in Yuanshuo Emperor Li Taizhang's sentence "It's my fault".

The sun rises.

"Turn to Mingyi, go to Shaoyang, return to Zuque..." Teach Li Chengyu to recite the first layer of the "Nine Turns Heart Sutra" word by word. In the whole inner room, there are only two people, Shen Fangliang and Li Chengyu, who are talking one-on-one "Teaching" played a good pair of master and apprentice.

Li Chengyu was able to sit up for a relatively long time, looked at Shen Fangliang with his eyes wide open, and recited the inner strength and mental methods of the "Nine Turns Heart Sutra" word by word very seriously, until Li Chengyu recited all this chapter Now, Shen Fangliang asked Li Chengyu to sit up cross-legged, and then Shen Fangliang also sat cross-legged behind Li Chengyu, and transferred the nine-turn zhenqi into Li Chengyu's body in the way of passing on skills, guiding Li Chengyu to cultivate a very weak ray not long ago. The qi circulated in the body according to the formulas that the two of them had memorized just now, and slowly circled for a big circle, and then another big circle... After the 36 big circles were completed, the two recovered their qi. At this time, Li Chengyu always His pale face was already a little rosy.

In the outer room of the Lizheng Hall, Yang Xiuye ​​was walking back and forth anxiously, nagging at the same time: "How can I not be served by others? What if there is an accident? What if Chengyu is thirsty? Hungry?" gone?"

Nie Changge, who was standing by the side, also knew that Guolu Aizi was eager, and said in a comforting tone: "Teaching exercises is something that cannot be disturbed. The quieter it is, the less accidents are likely to occur, so we can only allow it." The two who teach the exercises share a room alone."

Yang Xiuye ​​actually knew it in his heart, but when it came to his son, he, who was always calm and sensible, would always be a little irrational.

In the inner room of the Lizheng Hall, Shen Fangliang, who had finished his exercises, wanted to get up, but found that his sleeves were being pulled by Li Chengyu again.

Shen Fangliang was clear about the turmoil in the court after the great battle that day. He only knew that Linghu Shaoqing stared at him for a long time on the roof of Hanguang Hall, and then grabbed him to meet Yuanshuo Emperor Li Taizhang. After that, he will be able to enter the Lizheng Palace openly and aboveboard, without having to sneak in under the trickster's attire.

Shen Fangliang has always been wearing sword sleeves, which are convenient and neat, but at this time his not very wide sleeves were pulled by Li Chengyu again, and the child whose body has gradually improved uses even greater strength to grab Shen Fangliang's no longer wide sleeves , with a begging voice: "Little brother, don't go?"

Shen Fangliang looked at Li Chengyu's big eyes, which were clean and pure without a trace of dust. He felt an indescribable sourness in his heart. He couldn't tell why. As a bastard, he never gave alms to beggars on the road. Flaws, absolutely bite down without any discussion, kill people if you can, if you don’t kill, you’re sorry for the stupidity of the other party, proud of your IQ and look down on the many idiots in the world, let alone women... that’s a scum I didn't say anything, but maybe the villain always has a weakness. Shen Fangliang always has a different kind of softness towards children and the elderly.

Shen Fangliang turned around and sat on the couch again, and said with a frightening gentle expression that no one else had ever seen before, "What's wrong?"

Li Chengyu lowered his head slightly, then covered his head with the quilt, and said sullenly: "Can you talk to me for a while?"

Shen Fangliang was very surprised when he heard this endless talk, and said with a smile: "There are so many people around you talking with you, why do you want me to talk with you?"

Li Chengyu revealed one eye from under the quilt, secretly looked at Shen Fangliang, and said, "You are different from them." Li Chengyu was still very young, and his body was so weak that he never had the opportunity to leave the sickbed to get in touch with the more complicated world. For example, Li Chengyu can also somewhat distinguish Shen Fangliang's attitude towards him from those eunuchs with cautious smiles and his father who is holding him like a baby. A child who is not accompanied by anyone is somewhat lonely. However, Shen Fangliang seems to be the only "friend" who treats him with a more equal attitude, and he naturally wants to keep this "friend".

Shen Fangliang naturally didn't understand Li Chengyu's complicated state of mind. He just thought that the kid was getting awkward and needed to be coaxed, so he glanced at the Go board beside him and said, "How about we play backgammon?"

Yang Xiuye ​​was really tired of waiting, so he sneaked outside the door to look around, but unexpectedly saw his son grinning with big white teeth, and Shen Fangliang and Shen Fangliang were lying on the bed in a disrespectful and disrespectful manner, playing chess, and almost never saw his son showing his face. Yang Xiuye, who had seen such a bright smile, was stunned.

The old man living in a shabby house helped his son to review the books together, looking at the articles of the eldest son, the old man shook his head slightly, and said: "Akang, these articles are too plain, and the writing seems to be read like a mountain. I don’t like Xiping, your article is thick and hesitant, and the literary talent is not enough.”

The eldest son, who was called Akang, looked ashamed and said, "My child is ashamed of his father's church."

The old man sighed and didn't say much. He also knew that the so-called literary talent was due to talent. The eldest son was diligent and hesitant, and lacked talent, so he had no choice.

The old man was thinking like this, but he heard a knock on the door. The old man told his eldest son to continue studying, got up and went to open the door. Seeing that the visitor was a stranger he did not know, the old man asked: "You are?"

The visitor smiled slightly and said, "Old man, are you from the official Qin?"

The old man nodded and said, "My surname is Qin, may I ask who you are?"

The visitor said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you want to avenge Yin Risheng for your young son and seek justice?"