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Next to Sun Jian stood a middle-aged man with an iron whip, patting his chest and shouting, "Lord! I can't do this little thing, and I still have to face Jiangdong's father! Gai will definitely kill all the moth thieves in front of him! ”

Sun Jian smiled, what he admired the most was the heroic Huang Gai among the four generals. The four major generals - Huang Gai, Cheng Pu, Zu Rong, and Han Dang. Huang Gai is heroic, Cheng Pu is steady, Zu Rong is silent, Han Dang is brave, each has its own characteristics, and it is said that it is a family general, but Sun Jian's family, whether it is Wu's Shuangshu or Sun Jian's children, regard them as uncles.

The city is getting closer and closer, Sun Jian's army is only a thousand people, but each is an elite soldier, when the boat is about to collide, the vigorous soldiers show superb boat skills, the boat is horizontal, the side meets the city wall, and jumps up one by one. Although there was unfortunate that the child fell into the water, if the Jiangdong man didn't know what he was doing alive in the water, he grabbed the weapon stretched out by Sun Jian's soldiers, like a slippery fish, and went up to the city wall.

One came prepared, the other had already broken his guts, and the killing form was suddenly reversed, and Sun Jian's surprise attack force had already gained a firm foothold. Although the surging flood hitting the city wall always makes people feel unstable under their feet, the Sun Jiajun in Jiangdong is like a fish in water - this is much more stable than being on a boat!

Han Dang smiled contemptuously and said, "Lord! The moth thief has collapsed, or will the last man take someone to clean up these corners? Zu Rong hugged his fist, but the strong fighting intent in his eyes had already said everything. It's almost a backhand credit. Everyone's eyes are red!

Cheng Pu said: "Although it is easy to get, we have few soldiers. In addition, the flood is large, and there are many moths and thieves. Don't go too far apart, and don't go down the walls! ”

Sun Jian nodded with satisfaction, at this time, there should be an old and stable person to carry the burden, and Cheng Pu is Sun Jian's deputy general, not for no reason.

"Kill!" Sun Jian was stunned for a moment, but found that the moth thieves in the distance had organized themselves to try to resist, and the leading man also looked familiar, as if he was calling something...... But it's not his opponent, and it's just a matter of death at this time!

Sun Jian sneered. Pull out the ancient ingot knife, and you don't need a long weapon for foot combat! Sun Jian shouted, and a white tiger appeared behind him, not angry and arrogant!

At this time, the handover of troops will see the benefits of 10,000 enemies - the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road! Guan Hai was not Sun Jian's opponent, at this time, he was frightened and worried about water, and he could only use five or six percent of his kung fu, and after a few knives, plum blossoms bloomed everywhere in his body.

Sun Jian sneered, if it weren't for the knife just now, a personal soldier pushed Guan Hai away. I greeted him, Guan Hai was already dead! But Guan Hai is no better now, his right arm is cracked, can he still make energy?

Sun Jian shouted: "Moth thief! Come on! "The ancient ingot knife seems to be channeled. The murderous aura is so strong that it seems that even if there is a mountain in front of you, the knife can split it! Guan Hai forcibly stabilized his mind. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a big knife was crossed. Although he knew that he might not be able to stop it, he was weak as a general! He can afford to lose. Yellow Turbans can't afford to lose!

A huge force came, Guan Hai's knife came out of his hand, his chest churned, and a fishy sweetness forcibly pressed down, but the knife that was getting closer and closer made him desperate!

Guan Hai is still not dead, and the great sage and good teacher who had just gone crazy finally regained his former clarity and used Taoism to block Sun Jian's earth-shattering blow.

Sun Jian looked at the old man solemnly, and the knife in his hand unconsciously tightened. The spirit and spirit of his move just now have all reached the peak, even if he usually practices martial arts, he may not be able to use it! A burst of golden light, and the burning rune paper blocked his proud work? Sun Jian was unwilling, he stared at the man who was getting older and older.

Zhang Jiao's face was full of sorrow, most of his soldiers were almost wiped out by the flood, and the remaining thousands of people were already cold, plus there was no food, and the yellow scarf of the giant deer was finished!

Guan Hai took the opportunity to take two steps back with the people, and then quickly leaned towards the great sage and good teacher, and became vigilant.

Zhang Jiao was silent for a long time before he said, "You are here for my head!" ”

Sun Jian said: "Since you know, why don't you tie your hands up, at least you can spare the lives of your subordinates!" ”

Zhang Jiao sneered and said, "Although I don't leave the house, I also know that if I teach my disciples, you will slaughter hundreds of thousands of prisoners just by killing them, do you think I can still believe you?" ”

Sun Jian snorted and said, "Since that's the case, what's the nonsense?" Zhang Jiao hurriedly said: "I want to do business with the general!" Sun Jian became alert and said, "Moth thief, do you want to play any tricks?" ”

Zhang Jiao laughed and said, "Although I am old, with my own magic, slaughtering you is like a bag!" Sun Jian couldn't be provoked, his face changed, and the ancient ingot knife in his hand was silent, as if he was roaring at the lord's anger!

Zhang Jiao unhurriedly took out a few pieces of rune paper and said, "Although I don't know martial arts, but I don't know how many times the general can use that sword?" How many of the general's subordinates can have the same martial arts as the general? I'm just drawing a few talismans, and the general doesn't know if he can take them all? ”

Sun Jian's pupils shrank, looked at Cheng Pu, and found that the other party was also full of sadness, thinking that he was dead, it was okay, but most of his subordinates were Sun's private soldiers, and his eldest son had not grown up, Sun Jian, as the patriarch, couldn't help but hesitate at this time.

Zhang Jiao saw Sun Jian's intention to move, and said: "It's not a condition that gives the general a headache!" I'm just letting my men retreat half an hour early! As soon as the words fell, a group of yellow scarves knelt down violently, and shouted in their mouths: "Great sage and good teacher, don't ......"

Zhang Jiao's face was angry and shouted: "Don't you listen to my words anymore?" Guanhai, don't forget what I said to you the day before yesterday! If you can't, I'll die without turning a blind eye! ”

Guan Hai slammed his wit, then stood up and said: "Great sage and good teacher, Guan Hai will keep this guilty body first, and after the matter is completed, Guan Hai will come to follow!" With tears in his eyes, the rough black man pulled the soldier beside him and said, "Go!" Don't let the great sages and teachers down! We still have a lot of work to do! ”

Guan Hai's persuasion was unsuccessful, and only half of the people were pulled away, but even if the half of them were gone. The oath of Fang Cai was also issued.

Sun Jian sighed secretly, a great sage and good teacher. Or even so! He didn't notice Zhang Jiao's complicated eyes—regret, relief, determination, and a hint of regret......

Zhang Jiao looked at his subordinates and said, "You guys have thought about it." Die with me? It's still too late to go! A man sneered and said, "If it weren't for the restraint of the great sage and good teacher, I would have raised my knife and killed it earlier." What about death, what about life! The Spirit Emperor's old dog is forcing us to not survive! ”

Sun Jian frowned, then grabbed Han Dang, who had a temper attack, and said, "Since I promised him half an hour, naturally I can't break my promise!" They're all going to die anyway, so what's the difference between listening and not listening! Han Dang said: "Lord, the moth thief is cunning, what if he loses his trust!" Cheng Pu sneered: "Where can you run if you run." Under the whole world, it is not the king's land! Sooner or later, you will have to get a knife in the neck! ”

Zhang Jiao didn't speak, sat down cross-legged, and breathed quietly. Sun Jian pulled out the ancient ingot knife and said, "They have been gone for a while, should you also fulfill your promise!" A man said: "The great sage and good teacher can say that he walks for half an hour!" Sun Jian said: "But I'm talking about you!" This is not within the promise, don't want to play any tricks! ”

Zhang Jiao stood up and turned his head, with a solemn look on his face, looking at the man who was following him. As if nostalgic for something, and laughed. Zhang Jiao waved his sleeves, and it was strange that five rolls of bamboo slips flew out of his body. Out of thin air, it turned into a circle. Sun Jian and the others immediately became vigilant and pulled out their knives one after another, if it weren't for the fact that there were too few people with them. Sun Jian would never agree to his conditions.

In Liu Zhuang, Wen County, Hanoi, Liu Yi is hiding from the sun under a big tree. Shaking his head and reciting the newly learned Analects. To be honest, the young Liu Yi was already very amazing. Most of the children at this age are still reading Si Li Shi Yangjia (Liu Xiangru's "Fan Jiang Chapter", Li Chang's "Yuan Shang Chapter", Shi You's "Urgent Chapter", Yang Xiong's "Discipline Chapter", Jia Doi's "Joy Chapter") or the Qin Dynasty's "Sancang Chapter".

Under another tree, it is natural that Liu Zhuang is "famous" and "unparalleled in the world" dementia and "demon" Liu Qi, but Liu Qi just held the bamboo slip tightly, looked at Liu Yi with a smirk, and didn't care at all when his snot flowed into his mouth.

Regarding Liu Qi's behavior, Liu Yi has long been surprised, and although Liu Qi is a demented child, he also has some "eyes", which seems to be able to distinguish who is good to him or not, which also makes people feel a little happy, but there are only a few children in the village who give him blue eyes.

Liu Yi was interested in endorsing the book, his voice became more and more high, and as soon as he said: "Zi Bu is silent, strange and confused...... Liu Yi heard the sound of "ah", quickly put down the bamboo slip, and looked at the clan brother under the tree, he knew that if something happened to this idiot, he would definitely not make a sound.

Sure enough, Liu Qi grabbed the bamboo slip with both hands, and the bamboo slip seemed to have a mysterious force calling it, and it kept flying out. No matter how smart Liu Yi is, he can't help but be dumbfounded when he sees the scene in front of him, he can't die, the paragraph he just memorized is "strange power and chaos", looking at the bamboo slip, he thought of the tragic encounter that happened when he was a child, and suddenly trembled, turned around and went to find the seventh uncle, shouting: "You hold on!" I'm going to call someone! ”

Liu Yi's "escape" cast a new shadow on this blank paper-like boy, but the boy only knew that he would feel more comfortable holding this bamboo slip, and seeing that the strength was getting bigger and bigger, the boy cried.

The sad Taoist lived in Liu Qi's house, to be precise, he had hesitated for a long time, and the ancestor said to accept the mountain, but that person was a demented child, how could he learn Taoism? The Taoist is Zuo Ci, as for the rumors of the "demon" of the boy, it is a joke in the eyes of the "professional" Zuo Ci, Zhang Jiao's bamboo slips left a technique, and others will have a headache if they open it to read, but as soon as the curious person publicizes, it will change its taste.

Zuo Ci lives in the front yard, some distance from the backyard, although listening to Liu Yi saying that the bamboo slips "flew away", although Zuo Ci came for so long and did not successfully "deceive" the bamboo scrolls from Liu Qi's hands, but Zuo Ci didn't take it seriously in his heart. He'd seen Zhang Liang's Taoism - and that's it! One more volume and one less volume, so what!

The boy's cry became louder and louder, and Zuo Ci's feet also quickened his pace, but when he came out of the middle room, his face changed—the sky changed!

In just a few moments, the sky became cloudy, the yellow leaves were falling one after another by the fierce wind, and the sun was gone. Zuo Ci saw that although the boy's lips had been bitten, the strength of the bamboo slip's "struggle" seemed to be getting smaller, Zuo Ci frowned, took out the tortoise shell and tried to divination, but then his pupils suddenly dilated, regardless of his own image, a donkey rolled under the eaves.

His monastic instincts told him that there was danger—and sure enough, a thunderbolt struck down without a sound! With a loud bang, Zuo Ci's ears roared and he was dizzy, but Zuo Ci didn't pay attention to it at all, because the scene in front of him was even more terrifying - he saw a burst of light suddenly fall and slam into the big tree, and there was a silly and stubborn child under the tree (Khan, don't be under the tree when thundering).

Zuo Ci's face was pale, his body had never been so cold, and his legs were weak, but one after another thunderbolts kept splitting down, as if they were not hitting the big tree, but in his heart. He had never felt so much that people are vulnerable!

The tree was burning, the thunder and lightning flashed nine times, and the child's satisfied eyes before the first lightning strike were firmly remembered in Zuo Ci's mind, and at this moment, Zuo Ci seemed to understand something!

Time turned back to the moment when Zhang Jiao waved his sleeves on the wall of Julu, Zhang Jiao laughed like crazy, and then cried out with a whimper, how can the death of the two brothers be cut off! Zhang Jiao's whole body floated with golden brilliance, and in the eyes of everyone, he slowly rose into the air.

Han Dang said in shock: "Could it be? Are there really gods in this world? Cheng Pu grimaced and shouted: "It's just a demon law!" I'm afraid Zhang Jiao will have the last madness, be careful, don't fall for him! This sentence made Sun Jian nod, and with a command, the formation became loose.

In fact, under this vision, Sun Jian's soldiers have long lost their fighting spirit, human beings envy birds, and have always had ambitions for the sky, but they are too advanced to seal the thinking of killing people. The yellow turbans are even more excited, the great sages and good teachers are really omnipotent, and walking in the air, even if it is the final swan song, is worth it!

The speed of rotation of the bamboo slips on Zhang Jiao's head gradually slowed down, but from the arrangement, it seemed that something was missing. The bamboo slip gradually lowered and reached the height of Zhang Jiao's chest, and then stopped turning.

Zhang Jiao said to himself, "Huh? Aren't you coming back? That's it! With a wave of his hand, the sword on the ground suddenly rose into the air, and then he held it in his hand.

The dark sky looked even darker, and the brightness of the sky was almost the same as that of the evening, and the wind rose, but to Sun Jian's disbelief, the flood that had already released his passion became turbulent at this time, and the water level was rising!

Zhang Jiao's sword slashed twice, and roared angrily: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!" I! Defy! "Boom" sounded, it was a warning from heaven, and the rain began to fall again.

The wooden sword slashed horizontally, and the golden light flashed and then turned into two, and then turned into three talents and four elephants, and when it was six, Zhang Jiao laughed: "Huode, what a Huode, I will let you break your roots today!" ”

At this time, the golden light formed a gossip array, but a faint blue color was generated at the middle eye of the array. Zhang Jiao's sword was still slow, and the blue became thicker and thicker, and finally covered the gold. Zhang Jiao smiled sarcastically, gold gives birth to water, water overcomes fire, and the natal life of the yellow scarf is gold, so it is natural to look for its destiny.

The five bamboo slips flew in the shape of a six-pointed star, and if a corner was missing, the formation was naturally unstable. Zhang Jiao coughed a few times, his face was white and terrible, he had completely lost his blood, and he was still a little glad in his heart, if the bamboo slip flew here, he might not be able to support the moment when the spell was cast.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )