Watched the 600 Shaman Army, led by Wu Lizhi, the three disciples of Huchal, escorting the Khan King's Golden Tent to leave Qingyun Stronghold slowly.
Men, women, old and young of the mountain stronghold all went out to see off with their eyes.
It's not because of how respected Tumen Khan is. It's really such a western view. I'm afraid it's hard to meet a second time in my life.
"Xiaozhi, take a hundred green sword guards to help send out the sky, which is the courtesy of Qingyun Stronghold."
Seeing Han Wang's golden tent disappear from the corner, Lin Ning said with Fang Zhi.
When Fang Zhi heard the words, he looked at his father and saw that after Fang Lin nodded, Fang took someone away in Lin Ningheng's eyes.
"Uncle, your son has developed a wisdom for nothing. He has no insight! Just change his name to Fang Gouzi!"
After listening to Lin Ning's criticism, Fang Lin made a ha ha and said with a smile, "Xiao Ning, you don't want to be the leader. If you want to take this position, Xiao Zhi will listen to you or not, and I will break his dog leg! But since you don't want to be the stronghold leader, other people can't follow your orders at will. You read well, and you should understand that it is a taboo to make many decisions."
Lin Ning shook his head and said, "I don't mean to be a bully. It's just that there are some things that you are used to seeing from a small side of Qingyun Mountain. You can't look at the big picture of the world. It's too restrictive. I can't watch you walk on the wrong road without reminding you..."
Hearing the words, Fang Lin smiled and said, "Don't talk big, kid. You were worried that Tianjian Mountain would come here to punish you. What do you say now?"
Lin Ning chuckled and said, "Uncle, with your Jianghu experience, can't you see the arrogance of these four people? Did they ever pay attention to us? If today was not for the King of Khan's golden account, suddenly Charles broke through and became a Saint Shaman, making them in a mess, something might happen. You can't really think that they are coming to congratulate me on the wedding, can you?"
Fang Lin frowned at the words and said, "I won't believe their words. I can also see that they don't pay attention to Qingyun Stronghold, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. Moreover, if they are really evil, a Beicang court can't bluff the Black Ice Platform, can it?"
Lin Ning looks at Fang Lin, his eyes dimly regretful, and some sympathy
This is like looking at the mentally retarded, which makes Fang Lin furious and scolds: "Son of a bitch, if you dare to look at me like this again, believe me or not... Now you are extremely smart and a first-class expert, and you look down on us old punks. Tomorrow we will all go down the mountain, leaving you alone to support your Lin's Qingyun Stronghold!"
Lin Ning grabbed the little old man who looked like Ma Xiaoyun's children's shoes in the past and said with a smile, "Uncle, don't think too much. I just want to remind you of something. I have no other intention."
"What is it?"
After thinking about it, Fang Lin didn't think there was anything wrong, so he asked.
Lin Ning sighed in his heart that he was not a man without wisdom.
But there are two kinds of wise people.
One is a quick witted person with quick thinking and quick reaction.
Another kind is Fang Lin, who is good at layout and planning slowly. He has no talent but foresight.
Qingyun Stronghold, in order to avenge the two big leaders, arranged for several years and finally found the opportunity to kill Shahai Stronghold and Hunyuan Gun at one stroke. Fang Lin was responsible for most of the planning.
But unfortunately, Fang Lin lacks quick wits.
Lin Ning reminded: "Uncle, think about it, the young marquis is fine, but those three people from the Black Ice Platform... What do we have in the mountain stronghold that deserve their condescension to come here? Really when they come to congratulate me and relax? Do you have any respect for you though you look at them a little better than me? They don't even have a straight eye. If nothing happens, they will climb the Qingyun Mountain Gate? So, Uncle, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing? "
Fang Lin's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he was silent. Can he still infer that
But today, except for looking at Lin Ning, these people are really true to others
Then Lin Ning continued: "What's more, old Ke Dun, a beggar from Meier, sent a local level skill to Wu Niang in public, which can be concealed? Tianjian Mountain doesn't care about us today, because there is no master in Qingyun Stronghold. Once they know that Wu Niang has a local level skill, will they be so easy-going?"
Fang Lin gasped at the words.
It is an unchangeable truth that two tigers cannot live in one mountain.
Even if the old Tianjian in Tianjian Mountain is more skilled than Tian Wuniang, he should also consider whether his son can live in Tian Wuniang after his death.
Fang Lin sighed and said, "It seems that Uncle San is really old and can't keep up with you."
Lin Ning patted Fang Lin's arm and said with a smile, "Uncle, where do you speak? Uncle is experienced, resourceful, and resourceful... Ha ha ha, don't do it, I mean it from the bottom of my heart... Ah ah, it's almost OK, be careful about your old bones..."
After joking, Lin Ning saw that Fang Lin's eyes were still worried and comforted him: "Uncle, don't worry too much. Now the Great Shaman of Beicang has broken through to become a saint shaman, which is far more important than Qingyun Stronghold's getting a prefecture level skill. Whether it's Qin Zhihei Ice Platform, Qi Zhijixia Academy, or the old Tianjian of Tianjian Mountain, we will focus on Huchal. We still have time..."
Fang Lin sighed and frowned: "Even so, once Beicang fights with the Central Plains, no matter whether we win or lose, the Central Plains will not let us go. At that time, I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous than now!"
Lin Ning nodded and said, "That's the idea of the old godmother Mian Erqi. She wants to let Wu Niang go to the grassland. However, it's not all bad. There is a saint shaman behind, and his mother has a strong relationship with Wu Niang. Unless there is a real war, no master in the world will easily challenge the authority of a martial saint. I think neither the Heibingtai nor the Jixia Academy will easily provoke the current Beicang.
Although Beicang now has one more Saint Shaman, he is seriously injured by a rebellion, and even the prince has died. Therefore, they will probably not invade south in a short time. This period of time is a rare opportunity for the development of Qingyun Stronghold.
Maybe there will be some top level masters to rob the secret script, but most of the masters will not. "
Fang Lin was shocked by the clear and rigorous logic of this series of conjectures.
What's more, Lin Ning can take into account the general trend of the world, which is not what a teenager who has rarely been to the cottage can do.
When Fang Lin was shocked, he followed Lin Ning's thought and said, "Xiao Ning, in your opinion, the disaster of the master that was feared by the cottage before is relieved?"
Lin Ning shook his head and said, "Now it's still a short time for Chaer to make a move. If he doesn't show the way of the Saint Shaman, the world may not believe him. It's better to make a move!"
Fang Lin said with a laugh, "Do you still want to assign someone else's Saint Shaman to show some tricks?"
Lin Ning looked at Fang Lin and smiled. He didn't speak, but looked into the cottage.
At first, Fang Lin was puzzled, but then his face changed greatly, and he was scared!
He lowered his voice to almost inaudible, and held Lin Ning's hand and said, "Xiao Ning, you mustn't have a crooked mind. If you really take the way of Huckleberry's mother and daughter, even if you let him do it once, what can you do? You are the only smart person in the world. If something goes wrong, people can kill the cottage with one finger!"
Lin Ning retreated two steps, opened a distance, looked at Fang Lin in disgust, and said, "Uncle, you should gargle more, because your breath can kill people..."
Fang Lin's old face almost burned, but he still told Lin Ning, "Xiao Ning, don't play with fire!"
Lin Ning said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know in my heart, how can I really send my mother and daughter to the fire pit? At best, let the Tartar girl be a little scared."
Fang Lin was not at ease. He wanted to say something, but he heard a loud noise from the direction of the mountain gate behind him.
The two men looked back, only to see Li Xuan beating his horse wildly and rushing into the mountain gate. They saw the two men riding directly to the gate. Before they got off the horse, they cried out: "The second leader, Xiao Ning, was attacked by the Khan King's Golden Tent! Someone ambushed on the Tianshan Cliff on the side of Shahai Stronghold and threw a huge stone to kill people! Xiao Zhige sent Zuoyi to stare at the man who said that Zuoyi had led four strangers into the stronghold, saying that they were serving guests for the big leader. Uncle, Xiao Ning, Xiao Zhi asked what to do? "
Fang Lin was stunned when he heard that. How could this happen?
Then he looked at Lin Ning in horror
However, Lin Ning immediately dismissed the idea, which could not be arranged by Lin Ning.
Fang Lin looked flustered, but Lin Ning was very calm. He looked at Li Xuan and asked in a deep voice, "Is Beicang Khan all right?"
Li Xuan said: "Xiaozhi said that there was an expert beside the Khan, who saved the grassland Khan, but also suffered serious injuries. There were masters in the opposite side, and now Xiaozhi has gone to the Shahai Stronghold to help the expert from the side and let me come back for help!"
Hearing the words, Lin Ning pursed his mouth and asked, "Is there any casualties in the cottage?"
When Li Xuan heard the words, his eyes turned scarlet and he gritted his teeth: "Zuoyi, the brute, first sent Ah Xiu to the Shahai Stronghold to see what was going on, but Ah Xiu was killed by... the second leader, Xiao Ning, Ah Xiu! Now, Xiao Zhige has not let anyone come forward, but only uses bows and arrows. But the people in the opposite side have high martial arts skills, and bows and arrows can't hurt them at all, so we have to protect ourselves and contain them."
Hearing the words, people around couldn't believe their ears and asked, "How could Xiao Yi do this? What happened to Ah Xiu?"
Lin Ning looked cold and ignored his surroundings. He said with Fang Lin, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Uncle, please send someone to inform the 400 Shaman troops left behind in the stronghold, tell them that the Khan King's Golden Tent was attacked, and let them go to support them immediately."
Fang Lin sent someone to inform Lin Ning and asked him, "What should we do about the cottage?"
Lin Ningqi said, "What should I do?"
Fang Lin lagged behind and said, "Shall we not send troops to rescue?"
Lin Ning shook his head and said, "Help? How? There is a master across the street. Unless a regular army like the intrepid Shaman Army can form an array to block it, the green sword guards of the stronghold should not go to kill. There are not enough people to kill. I don't want the stronghold boys to kill for Laoshizi Khan... prepare the horse!"
Hearing the news, Deng Xueniang hurried to stop her and said, "Xiao Ning, where are you going? Today is your big day. Don't run around."
Although she hated her daughter's devotion to Lin Ning, she couldn't bear to see Lin Ning die before her wedding day.
Lin Ning shook his head and said, "Five Niangs and I must have one person to show up, otherwise we can't make it up afterwards. Now, when Five Niangs are in a hurry, Aunt Xue, you go to the Mozhu Yard and guard her. Nobody is allowed to disturb her. I'll take Xiaozhi back..."
While talking, someone led Lin Ning's jujube horse, and there was a riot in the Shaman Army's garrison. Soon, the 400 remaining garrison troops came out like a gust of wind.
After Lin Ning got on the horse, the other Lin said, "Uncle, after I go down the mountain, close the mountain gate immediately. Before I come back, no one is allowed to open the mountain gate again. Those who disobey will be killed for rebellion. Zuoyi is not isolated. Someone must contact with him."
As soon as this remark was made, people in the surrounding shanzhai turned pale.
Zuo's family is the old people of several generations in the mountain stronghold, and only in laws can connect half of the mountain stronghold. If there is a big investigation, wouldn't everyone be in danger?
But remembering that he was still facing the master's son in danger, Fang Lin lowered his face and said with Lin Ning, "Don't worry, who dares to rebel, uncle!"
……
Thin strip of sky.
In the narrow lane, a fat middle-aged man looks more like a teacher, with a clear voice reading the poem:
"The gentleman is in service, but I don't know when it will come. How can the rooster live in the shelter? At the end of the day, sheep and cattle will come down."
"When a gentleman is in service, don't think about it!"
"When a gentleman is in service, every day and every month, he will be honest. The rooster will live in Jie. At the end of the day, the sheep and cattle will be covered. When a gentleman is in service, he will not be hungry or thirsty."
However, as he recited the lines, the sword in his hand became more and more fierce.
When every sword lights up, there will be a scream.
The four disciples of Huchal, the tiger has died, and the wolf has been seriously injured and cultivated in the Dragon City, which is half useless.
The snake's whereabouts are unknown. The only one in front of people is the three disciples' mad dog Wu Liqi. In order to save Tumen Khan from the boulder, he has been seriously injured at this time.
After reluctantly fighting back the enemy's attack, the injury was more serious, and he could hardly do anything, so he could only watch the other side standing in front of the Shaman army and killing wantonly.
Above a thin line of sky, on the western cliff.
The two young men kept moving stones and throwing them down. The stones fell down on the cliff several feet high, which was no different from the cannon.
Shaman army suffered heavy casualties.
Another older man in white waved a sword and opened his bow and arrow. The other wise people said quietly, "Jixia Academy has wiped out the chieftain for all the people in the world. How dare all the mountain bandits go against the great righteousness and help the king? If you don't step back, when Nangong Shibo kills the chieftain, it will be the time for all the Han bandits to perish."
Fang Zhi was shocked and confused. To his surprise, he was from Jixia Academy. He stopped Qingdaowei's archery and only stared at the man in white.
Not far from the man in white, Zuoyi sat on the ground with a dazed face, holding a young man with a sword in his neck who was unable to close his eyes, murmuring:
"Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu..."
He didn't want to.
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