Qu clear as promised

The eldest princess was very happy to get the promise, and the reinforcements soon entered the west of Sichuan.

The southern army was well-trained, and when the reinforcements arrived, the Liang army's rustic style greatly increased. They fought bloody battles with the barbarian soldiers in Minshan, and it was extremely difficult to win the game.

The battle had been fought for two days and one night, Liang Hui wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, Zhu Zhiyi was worried about his injuries, and said: "The emperor first goes up to the city wall to hang the flag, and the rest will be left to the ministers."

Liang Hui's eyes were red: "Where is the reason why soldiers charge forward and generals retreat, keep chasing!"

Zhu Zhiyi didn't say any more, and led the people side by side with him to push the main force of the Fan army to the gorge pass.

The light of the armor opened to the golden scales of the sun, and the shadow of the sword pierced the light of the snow. Zhu Zhiyi and Liang Hui shuttled back and forth among the sounds of swords, spears, halberds, and blood. Approaching the enemy in front of you.

The valley road is narrow, the army moves slowly, and there are only sporadic troops on both sides to resist. Amidst the clanging of swords and swords, only an ethereal voice can be heard falling from the sky: "Qinggui, long time no see."

Zhu Zhiyi's sword-wielding hand trembled, and he raised his head suddenly. Liang Hui quickly leaned over to block the sudden attack for him, and scolded, "Concentrate!"

Zhu Zhiyi collected her thoughts, jumped up, and went straight to kill that voice——

Catch the thief first catch the king!

He thought that he and this person should have met long ago, but he didn't expect this side to come so late.

The young man in his white robe fluttered, tilted his head and smiled slightly: "The rules have not changed at all."

"really miss you."

Liang Hui immediately cast a sinister look, and the young man smiled nonchalantly.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't say a word, pointed at the man with the sword gate, and used all the moves with vicious force, the wind was rumbling, the tip of the sword touched the snow, and the clothes flapped.

The other party slowly resolved his every move, pretending to be sad and said: "The old man reunites, the same family meets, the rules are really willing to kill."

Zhu Zhiyi knew that the sword flower was fierce, but his tone was calm, reminding him: "Zhong Yan, you were not a member of Zhumen as early as four years ago."

A crack was finally torn off Zhong Yan's mask, and his smiling eyes turned dark. He leaped up, slapped him back, and questioned him every word: "It's you who refuse to forgive me! You will never stand by my side." ,” he murmured foolishly, “I didn’t do it before, and I still don’t do it now!”

Zhu Zhiyi spoke uprightly: "Yes! No! You instigated rebellion, colluded with foreign enemies, and were disloyal and unjust. I will never stand by your side."

Zhong Yan seemed to have heard something funny: "Am I unfaithful?"

"Yes, I am a wolf-hearted dog, you look down on me, Ce Zhao is the most affectionate and righteous."

"What about him?" Zhong Yan's long sky sword pointed straight at Liang Hui's gate of life, and he stabbed down fiercely with a mocking smile, "Where is this half-baked emperor?!"

"Zhu Zhiyi, don't forget that it was the surname Liang who ruined your grandfather's reputation and ruined his life, and made you hopeless in your official career, and you were imprisoned. Why? After becoming a king, forget all these humiliations? Serving your life for a dog emperor surnamed Liang? How can you be willing to be a dog pawn surnamed Liang, the morality and integrity you keep insisting on are nothing but worthless deception."

Zhu Zhiyifei heavily blocked his sword attacking Liang Hui: "Bold!!! How dare you assassinate the Son of Heaven!"

Zhu Zhiyi hated people pointing their swords at Liang Hui, and said with a cold expression, "Don't make excuses for your rebellious wolfish ambitions! Now you turn around, there is still a chance to persuade King Fu to surrender."

"Opportunity? You told me about opportunity?! Did you and your good grandfather give me a chance?" Everyone said that Sun Gaojie, the head of the door, was kind, that he was Jade Guanyin, and that he was a living Bodhisattva, but it was clear that that person's heart was The hardest one is true to one's words.

Zhong Yan's gaze was filled with resentment, "King Fu will never surrender, you should give up your heart."

Zhu Zhiyi has nothing to say: "Then each depends on his ability!"

"Everyone depends on their ability?" Zhong Yan smiled playfully: "My good senior brother, you taught me my skills by hand, remember? The Daolian sword was practiced by you personally with me every move, and it was you who accompanied me. Looking at the ninth stage where I stayed up all night, now that I have cultivated a golden body without rings, do you regret it, brother?"

Zhu Zhiyi felt ashamed that someone in his Zhu family was helping the tyrant and abused him, and he scolded in a solemn voice: "Yeah, I regret it, I shouldn't raise tigers to make trouble, and you don't call me senior brother anymore."

He was amazed by the depth of the other party's inner strength. Sword Lotus Immortal Dao pays attention to step-by-step progress. It can only be achieved by practicing sorcery in just a few years.

"It's too late to regret!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him!" Liang Hui's face was as cold as Yan Gong's evil god, the corners of his lips were pursed extremely tightly, his wrist turned and stabbed dazzling swords, and he stepped between Zhu Zhiyi and Zhong Yan, which was a deadly move.

It was this military adviser and staff member whom Fu Wangzun was the guest of honor to use all means to fight the war, and made a lot of vicious and cruel schemes, and the people in the battlefield suffered countless.

It has been the practice for thousands of years not to kill envoys during wartime, but under his instigation, King Fu beheaded the two envoys from Daliang, and even peeled off their human skins and hung them at the city gate. He also treated the prisoners of war extremely viciously. .

Liang Jun hated him deeply.

Zhong Yan was also ruthless to Liang Hui, killing the killer, both of them were injured for a while, and the blood dyed a large area of ​​snow on the edge of the edge into a shocking red.

Zhong Yandao, Lian Jiuzhong had deep internal strength, and Liang Hui was seriously injured and still unhealed. The contrast was huge, and they were completely resisting.

Zhu Zhiyi knew that even if he and Liang Hui worked together at this moment, there might not be a complete chance of winning. The followers on both sides were only a few remnants of soldiers, and it was not suitable to fight, but Zhong Yan was clenching his teeth, as if he had made up his mind to force Liang Hui to death. In this wilderness.

The two sides fought fiercely, and suddenly, the towering snow-capped mountains on both sides rustled, Zhu Zhiyi's ear twitched, grabbed Liang Hui, and shouted: "Go!"

It's a blizzard!

Zhong Yan lived here for a long time and naturally knew the power of avalanches and landslides. He no longer wanted to fight, and jumped on his horse and flew out of this white wilderness.

He rode his horse and galloped for dozens of miles. After escaping from birth, he hurriedly turned his head. In the wind and snow, Zhu Zhiyi held Liang Hui, who was seriously injured by him, and his straight and handsome back ran in the opposite direction.

Zhong Yan felt a pain in his heart, that figure gradually overlapped with when he was kicked out of Zhumen a few years ago, and the heart-burning jealousy and hatred came over him.

He hates Zhu Zhiyi's back the most, and he also hates Zhu Zhiyi's uprightness and determination. If you can't forgive him, then don't treat him well from the beginning.

Or maybe, those good things were given by the other party casually, and this person didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhong Yan was originally a child from a poor family who had fallen into poverty. He once worshiped under the family of the first Taifu, and was a classmate with Zhu Zhiyi and Ce Zhao.

Knowing that Zhong Yan's family was poor, Zhu Zhiyi asked the Tai Tuo to relieve him of his restraint. Among the princes of the family, only Zhu Zhiyi and Ce Zhao treated him equally.

Although Zhu's eldest grandson is not very friendly and somewhat rigid, he answers every question, is kind and kind, and even teaches him calligraphy, never showing any impatience or contempt.

Ce Zhao has a cheerful and forthright personality, and the three of them also had a good time in fresh clothes and angry horses.

But after all, he is not a noble son in the capital. Zhu Zhiyi is always surrounded by so many people, nobles and dragons and phoenixes among people.

Zhong Yanbei is like an ant, and every time he congratulates poetry gatherings and organizes banquets, he feels like sitting on pins and needles. The contempt and disdain in the eyes of others is like a fire burning his young and restless heart. He desperately wants to get high in the imperial list.

But the more eager for quick success and instant benefit, the more things backfired, and the Kui and Kui trials failed again and again.

Zhu Zhiyi advised: "Haste makes waste, calm down."

Zhong Yan asked: "Qinggui, will you look down on me?"

Zhu Zhiyi put down the book and looked at him strangely: "No, what's the matter? A gentleman is indifferent and resolute, with unrelenting ambition, just take the exam next time."

But Zhong Yan doesn't want to be a gentleman, he just wants to be the proud son of heaven who leaps over the dragon's gate.