Chapter 0248 - Hanging Knife to the West!

In Yanyun City, Ning Chen stayed for a total of one day, and then went all the way to the west and quickly went to Gusu City.

Although this young marshal who once crisscrossed the north has left, for the local residents of Yanyun City, it has set off a huge wave, so that the entire city is talking about it.

Not to mention the incident of Li Beiyang, the son of the Li family, who was finally forced to kneel for a day and a night by his father because he was open-mouthed, the news from Gusu City alone was enough to make all the residents of Yanyun City feel surprised and dumbfounded.

The coffin was parked under the city of Gusu.

Halfway through, the Xishu Sword Pavilion neither dared to ask, nor did it dare to order someone to carry away this high-grade coffin that was stopped at the gate of the city.

In the past, Huang Tianba, an arrogant and arrogant old swordsman from Xishu, was quite puzzled at first after hearing that he was the first to know about this inexplicable thing, and finally his face was slightly pale and his muscles were violent.

Because, the coffin was sent by Ning Hetu.

What is the purpose, Huang Tianba knows it.

"Huang Tianba has been mighty all his life, high on top, but he didn't expect to end up in a late season now, and in the end, he didn't even dare to let out a fart."

"Ning Hetu's westward expedition, tossing such a big battle, I'm afraid it's not as simple as bringing his old servant home......"

About this trip to the west.

Yanyun City can be described as a discussion and a talk from mouth to mouth.

The three characters of Ninghetu have also soared to 90,000 miles, becoming a chic character known in the streets and alleys.

At the beginning, this young marshal was a famous party, and now that he has returned with iron and blood, he will definitely make another storm, and the battle of the Xishu Sword Pavilion in Gusu City will definitely make a name for himself in all parties.

There were even many residents of Yanyun City on the way, who couldn't hold back their impatience and immediately set off to Gusu City to watch the battle.

Regarding the discussion of Yan Yuncheng, the Yan family naturally saw it all.

Old man Yan Xuanji, he didn't expect that this young man who had left Yanyun City would have such influence, and someone would support him to destroy the Xishu Sword Pavilion.

Even more bizarre is the almost one-sided approval rating.

"If Hetu wins this battle, his personal prestige will go further." Yan Xuanji stood in the courtyard, watering the flowers, and communicating with Jing Ge who was standing behind.

Jing Ge nodded, concise and to the point, "In this critical battle, he has enough reasons to level the Xishu Sword Pavilion." ”

"Hey......"

Yan Xuanji was slightly stunned, and sighed for a long time, "Although this kid is decisive in killing, but he is actually very kind in his roots, and at the same time he is benevolent and righteous enough, if Huang Tianci knows that Hetuken has done this step for him under Jiuquan, he will die without regrets." ”

"I like this kid." Jing Ge rarely smiled.

"Oh?" Yan Xuanji became interested, turned his head and asked, "How do you like the Fa?" Tell me about it? ”

"Young and promising, full of courage, means, and even more worthy of the word iron and blood." Jing Ge said with a smile, "You think, the Ning family expelled him from the clan in front, and immediately ordered his henchmen to rebel later." ”

"This kind of big event, if you are a second person, you may not have that courage, not to mention that he is only twenty-two years old!"

Rake up the past.

Yan Xuanji was silent again, and then stared thoughtfully at Jing Ge.

Jing Ge raised his head high, and his instrument was lofty.

"Big brother, Hetu has too much potential, don't say that the north is very likely to be controlled by him in the future, and the south, west and even east may not be able to eat!" Jing Ge made a pun on his words in a solemn tone.

Yan Xuanji put down the kettle in his hand, took a towel and rubbed his hands, and muttered, "Ning saw that old guy, he pulled up a plate as big as the Ning family in his life, but there are so many peers and descendants of the three generations of the whole clan, and in the end, there is only one Ning Hetu who is not as prestigious as when he was young." ”

"Even the blue is better than the blue."

Yan Xuanji suddenly raised his voice and asked Jing Ge, "You said that you would rather see that you are really willing to expel such a proud son of heaven from the family?" ”

Jing Ge frowned, his eyes flashing.

Yan Xuanji seemed to realize something, and hesitated and said, "With my understanding of Ning Jian's old calf, I must be reluctant, but since the two sides have turned against each other, maybe ...... Ning Jian actually supported Hetu's rebellion. ”

"Support Hetu against himself?" Jing Ge touched his nose, puzzled.

"The talent of the general, if you want to sit in a position above 10,000 people under one person, prestige is the most important, and this counterpoint may be able to add fuel to the fire and let Hetu take advantage of the situation."

Yan Xuanji's eyes flashed, he was silent for a few seconds, and said solemnly, "Since you and I make decisions that coincide, then ......"

Jing Ge's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists on the spot, "Follow the orders of the eldest brother." ”

"Since the most chaotic era has passed, we older generations have become more and more useless, sometimes looking at the bustling world of high-rise buildings and busy traffic outside, I am more and more nostalgic for the days of riding......"

"But no matter what, we are all warriors."

Jing Ge said with a smile, "Although Lian Po is old, he should be strong when he is old." ”

"Put on your armor and go on the march, I will personally practice it for your eighteen people." Yan Xuanji finally decided.

Jing Ge took the order and left.

Twenty minutes, outside the door of Yan's house.

Eighteen batches of the most elite war horses, divided into two teams standing side by side, each carrying a longbow and crossbow sword, and holding a spear.

After the rest of the Yan family learned the news, they directly caused an uproar, and finally added fuel to the fire, causing the entire Yanyun City to explode.

"My God, Yan Yun's eighteen cavalry has been absent for ten years, and all of them are wearing armor again and reloading."

"Hiss...... What is this for? ”

"These eighteen brothers of Old Man Yan were all fierce people back then, and they were all heroes who stood alone when they pulled out one of them, and today they all gathered outside the Yan family, this is ......"

Before all the residents of Yanyun City recovered from the shock on Gusu's side, they found that a major incident had occurred in the Yan family, so that countless people were dumbfounded and shocked.

On this side, Yan Xuanji stared at these eighteen brothers who lived and died with him with emotion, and said Wait for your triumphant return.

Then, one by one, for these eighteen brothers, he personally hung up the elite scimitar.

The scimitar hangs on the left side of the horse's head, and although it is not unsheathed, the cold light is breathtaking.

"Outside the city, three hundred Yanyun Iron Guards of my Yan family have been assembled, remember, this trip, to ensure the safety of Hetu." Yan Xuanji solemnly asked.

"Understood." Jing Ge clenched his fists and nodded.

Then the whole team turned around and gathered outside the city gate.

At this moment, on both sides of the main road of Yanyun City, tens of thousands of ordinary residents are sending each other off the road.

Ten years apart.

Yanyun rode eighteen times and re-emerged from the rivers and lakes.

Everybody is armoured.

At the same time, he led the Yan family to three hundred Yanyun Tiewei.

Bingfeng until Gusu City.

This time, I don't want to be famous and shake the world, but I just want the Sword Pavilion to be removed.

In ancient times, there were yellow sand and a hundred battles to wear gold armor, and Loulan would not be returned if it was not broken, and now there are eighteen horsemen of Yanyun, hanging swords to the west, not stepping on the Xishu Sword Pavilion, and vowing not to return!