Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Zhao Wulie was not surprised by Meng Changhe's decisive answer.

He has seen a lot of this kind of small person who climbs high and falls heavy, and naturally knows how to handle it.

Just a few words or two can hit the sore spot in Meng Changhe's heart and arouse his hatred and anger.

"From a humble, poor and lowly background, when he was in a low position, he tried his best to be flattering, just to climb up.

When you are in a high position, you are arrogant and arrogant, and you cannot tolerate any disobedience and offense.

The former is like raising a dog, and from time to time you will be rewarded with two meat and bones.

The latter is like raising wolves, neither making it too full nor too hungry. "

Zhao Wulie recalled his adoptive father's instructions, his face floated with a smile, and his tone was light:

"Very good, a certain family really did not see the wrong person!

Since ancient times, great things can only be achieved if you don't sacrifice your life!

Don't worry, the Blood Eagle Guards are all hidden dead soldiers who do not exist in the roster of the Ministry of War.

Even Beizhen Fusi couldn't find any flaws.

The Eight Guards of the Blood Eagle exchanged blood three times each, completed bone refining, and were proficient in the art of combined strikes!

Even if the mud leg broke through the blood exchange level and fell into the siege, he would definitely not be able to survive! "

Meng Changhe's eyelids were drooping and his teeth were clenched, as if he hated him to the extreme.

Intense emotional turbulence, falling into Zhao Wulie's eyes, added a bit of credibility.

With a move of his finger, a blood-red sword-shaped iron plate flew out and stood on the table.

The front is engraved with a flying eagle, and the back is the powerful and powerful "Zhao" character.

"Since you are willing to risk your life and kill your enemies, then a certain family will be open and honest.

It is false that the mud-legged son leads the order to investigate the case, and it is true that he goes to the cave to absorb the inspiration and break through the realm.

His Royal Highness has always liked to promote young talents. When Wang Zhongdao became famous in the army, he jumped side by side with Jiang Yingwu, and he would also like to thank the East Palace for providing resources.

All kinds of great elixir, unique exercises, and cave ruins are all given.

Let me tell you this, if Ji Jiuro does not die halfway, his future will be limitless.

Hundred households? But the first step he took, when the commander Ao Jing retired, the Beizhen Fusi might change his surname to 'Ji'. "

Zhao Wulie spoke plainly, but it seemed like adding fuel to the fire.

Every word is like a knife, piercing into Meng Changhe's heart.

"The subordinates are bold and dare to ask the great commander, Jing Chao's arrogance is like a cloud, and the evildoer is like rain.

But in the end, they grew into powerful officials like Zong Pingnan and Tan Wenying. How many of them were there? "

Meng Changhe was full of energy and murderous intent in his eyes.

The poisonous fire-like hatred in his heart was not deliberately disguised.

In the face of a Great Perfection of the Four Realms, he is only one step away from being promoted to the Grand Commander of the Guards of the Five Realms.

No matter how superb the performances are, they can't hide the pervasive and meticulous insights.

Therefore, Meng Changhe made no secret of his inner thoughts.

only……

"You all treat me like a dog! Brothers from Yinglue Hall! Yan Sheng! Ao Jing! And Zhao Wulie!

All of them have high self-esteem, and have never looked at Lao Tzu in the face... just because I am a peasant's scumbag! No backers, no outstanding martial arts talent! "

The rumbling battle drums sounded in Meng Changhe's ears, constantly shaking his limbs and bones, and his desire to kill was like a tide.

"One day, Lao Tzu will step on your head, what kind of country is the righteous son, famous and noble!"

Ever since he converted to the Heretic God and became a real blood gangster, he has longed for killing and cruelty every day.

It seems that anyone in the world can become an enemy.

Countless "kill" words are deeply imprinted in my mind.

"This kid is full of anger and courage, but he is a sharp knife."

Zhao Wulie narrowed his eyes, flicked his fingers, and mobilized the Iron Order of the Blood Eagle Guard into the ground.

"Great Commander Mingjian!"

Meng Changhe seemed to have obtained a treasure, he eagerly took Tie Ling into his arms, and asked again:

"Actually, it's not difficult to kill Ji Yuan, it's just that this kid has too many helpers and too strong backing, so it seems troublesome.

Now that he is out of Tianjing, without the protection of Heilongtai and Qintianjian, there is only Qin Wugou by his side..."

Zhao Wulie understood the deep meaning of the words, shook his head and said:

"I am the commander of Ying Yangwei, if there is no tiger talisman from the imperial court, I would not have moved.

This time, it was to meet his adoptive father, and he just left Xingyang Mansion at the risk of being impeached by the Censor.

Going to Huangliang County again would be tantamount to provoking the authority of the Crown Prince and intensifying the conflict between the East Palace and the Duke's Palace.

Many things in the officialdom and the court, sometimes everyone knows, you know, I also know, but no one can say it clearly.

Once put on the table, there is absolutely no room for turning around. "

Meng Changhe secretly said that it is a pity that he originally wanted to drag the Thirteen Taibaos under Yang Hong's command into the water.

The more chaotic the situation, the more likely you are to benefit from it.

"The fierce mother-in-law surnamed Qin is not easy to deal with. She changed her blood to refine the real gang, learned from Ao Jing's Panlong Exploring the Claws, and also had a pear flower gun in the rainstorm, which suppressed the third and the four realms."

Zhao Wulie pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt a little troubled.

With Meng Changhe and the Eight Blood Eagles alone, killing Ji Yuan was as easy as the palm of his hand, but stopping Qin Wugou was as difficult as ascending to the sky.

But the masters of the four realms mostly have names and surnames.

Either in the court or in the army.

Unless you collude with the remnants of the rivers and lakes and drive those who hide their heads and show their tails, they cannot avoid the eyes and ears of the East Palace.

Meng Changhe's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice:

"Commander, there is one person under my command who can recommend.

If he were to make a move, he would definitely be able to hold Qin Wugou back and kill Ji Jiulang! "

Zhao Wulie raised his yellow eyebrows, his blue eyes flickered, and asked:

"Who?"

Meng Changhe replied:

"Golden Sword Strict Mansion, Yan Sheng."

Zhao Wulie seemed surprised that he was ordered by his adoptive father to take Meng Changhe into Yingyangwei.

Of course, I know the background of this person.

"Yan Sheng...he's your husband-in-law."

Meng Changhe raised his head suddenly, and said loudly:

"The subordinates dare not deceive the great commander. Although Yan Sheng controls the Tianjing martial arts and casts the name of the Golden Sabre Yanfu, he is considered a character, but in the eyes of the imperial court, he is not worth mentioning.

Now that there is a heaven-sent opportunity to cling to the Duke of Liang's mansion, how could he miss it!

As long as the great commander repairs a letter and gives it to Yan Sheng, and promises to select a few people from the Yinglue Pavilion every year and call them into the Yingyang Guards, he will definitely be willing to serve! "

There has always been a saying in Tianjing City: Great wealth depends on hard work, and great honor depends on life.

It is like Yan Sheng, a luxurious figure who ranks at the top of the line, what he wants for the rest of his life.

It is nothing more than a further step in martial arts, and the revitalization of the lintel and the glory of the family.

Otherwise, why spend a lot of money.

Send Meng Changhe to the Fusi of Beizhen, and hold the position of thousands of households.

Zhao Wulie pondered for a moment, and was very satisfied. He stroked his palms and laughed:

"Okay! You are so loyal, a certain family will not treat you badly!

Take this bottle of 'Blood Purification Great Pill' and take it every three days for nine consecutive days.

Washing the filth and impurities in the body and expelling the acquired turbidity is enough to increase the accumulation of two layers of qi and blood, and increase the success of condensing the true astral. "

Swish!

A porcelain vase was struck like a hidden weapon, with rapid momentum, and fell into Meng Changhe's hands.

"Thank you for the reward from the commander!"

Meng Changhe was so grateful that he bowed down and bowed excitedly.

"As long as you do this, remove this thorn in the side of the government.

A certain family insists that you go to the border, and within five years, you can be promoted to the fourth-rank general.

If it is expected to break through the fourth level of martial arts, suppress the old man in the army, and take Ying Yangwei for you, it is not impossible. "

Zhao Wulie lowered his eyelids, and seemed to have green eyes on Meng Changhe.

"The subordinates must be stubborn, and they will never fail the expectations of the commander!"

Meng Changhe was firm and firm, and seemed to believe Zhao Wulie's words.

The two sat and knelt down, each with their own thoughts.

...

...

Huangliang County, in the Falling Dragon Cave.

There was no downturn in the rainstorm, and the sharp blade cut a line of cracks and tore apart a large piece of water mist.

thump!

The ferocious head with green face and fangs rolled out like a ball, spilling a string of jet-black blood.

"I remember you, who was the Tiger Gang, who once smashed my Tianling Gai with one palm! I didn't expect this revenge to be avenged after seven hundred years."

Ji Yuan retracted the knife and sheathed it, and behind him were a dozen decapitated corpses.

With one step, he stepped on the head alive and continued to walk forward.

These walking corpses are formed by mutations that persist for seven days.

When it comes to lethality, it is also the level of an internal martial artist.

The tricky thing is that the minions have corpse poison, which can pollute the blood.

Second, the vitality is quite tenacious.

It is necessary to break the head of the owl and break up the group of spirits before it can be completely killed.

Otherwise, even if he chops off his limbs and splits his head, he will not be able to die.

"This kind of walking corpse, if there are tens of thousands, is like an undead army..."

Ji Yuan held the oil-paper umbrella, thinking of the bowl of dragon's blood and qi soup that the Tigers drank, and felt a chill in his heart.

No matter how deep the accumulation of the six energy channels is, there will be a time when they will be exhausted.

10,000 heads, even if they stood still, he would kill them.

Even if the person is not tired, the embroidered spring knife will break.

"Qin Wugou and Pei Tu, who are holding dragon scales, both came in from the entrance of Xuan Cambridge, so they shouldn't be too far away..."

Ji Yuan gathered his distracting thoughts. He was located in the east of Yingguan City, and two streets away, was the camp where he was stationed.

If nothing else, Qin Wugou and Pei Tu were both there.

The tiger gang drank the blood of the dragon and was turned into a corpse.

I don't know what's going on inside the barracks.

Those elite tigers and wolves of the Great Ye Dynasty are more fierce than rogue bullies!

If it also turned into a walking corpse...

Qin Wugou should be able to deal with it.

But Pei Tu may not.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan's heart tightened and he tapped lightly.

Fenghu Yunlong's cyan fate matches that nameless light art deduced by him.

Threads of air flow around the body, supporting the tall and straight body.

The whole person rose into the air, his robes flew, and he was very fast.

...

...

East of the city, Daying Campus.

A golden beam swept across the sky, sweeping away the tiger and wolf soldiers who came up.

Qin Wugou raised his eyebrows with cold eyes, and used his majestic qi and blood to trigger the Panlong Zhengang.

The palm of the condensed white jade-like patted out, like a huge wave, booming!

The pitch-black figure holding a spear and a large knife, whenever he is next to a majestic palm, is like straw doused with kerosene, and instantly burns up, turning into a puff of blue smoke and dissipating.

only……

Above the wide school grounds, the cloudy mist filled the air, obscuring the sky and the sun, and black shadows flickered and appeared one after another.

They are wearing tattered armor, their bodies are rotting, and they come and go like the wind, without a sound.

Every now and then, a long spear stabs out, or a large knife cuts down, making it hard to guard against.

Even though Qin Wugou was strong in martial arts, he was still surrounded by a heavy siege, and it was difficult for him to escape for a while.

"A group of ghost soldiers with rotten bones, how dare they go wild!"

The female thousand households are domineering and powerful, with strong qi and blood, isolating the surging power of cold and cold.

Panlong Zhengang exploded with a bang, forcibly forcibly opened up layers and layers of tidal forces and swept out a large area of ​​open space.

"Criminalize my Great Ye Chengguan! Be punished for the crime!"

A mighty general, covered in armor and holding a snake spear, separated from the heavy and gloomy fog that was surging recklessly.

"Common name, a certain family doesn't kill pawns!"

Qin Wugou's phoenix eyes were filled with evil, and he sneered:

"How old is it, and still playing the old trick of killing the enemy with an array.

This thousand households still have to find people, so I don't have time to entangle with you, a ghost that has been dead for hundreds of years. "

She didn't answer, she took a quick step.

The slender figure swept across the sky, like a real golden-winged Dapeng, and a large bright silver spear was drawn out of thin air.

Thousands of cold lights, like a meteor exploded, collapsed like rain, pointing straight down!

Under the perfusion of Panlong Zhengang, the silver spear roared like an angry dragon, unstoppable!

The ghost will urge the crotch mount, and the person borrows horsepower to initiate a charge.

I saw him raise the snake spear with one hand, like a dragon ascending to the sky.

The incomparably surging power of cold and cold, brutally tore apart the spear beams that filled the sky, and met Qin Wugou's rainstorm pear flower spear.

boom!

The harsh sound waves exploded, swaying in circles of ripples!

Over the rammed loess field, the overwhelming raindrops of beans were all shattered and turned into a mist of water.

Like a waterfall upstream, it rises upwards!

The cold and sticky billowing mist made a cracking sound and burst open!

The two sharp and incomparably sharp edges collided, and a gust of wind like a sword rolled up.

Those Yin soldiers who couldn't dodge quickly turned into a large piece of light smoke!

"The coming will be fierce! Violate the gate of my great cause! Quickly inform the guard!"

The ghost general roared, and the eight-foot snake spear in his palm shattered immediately.

Under the crotch, Lie Ma's hooves bent, and he fell to his knees.

"The great cause is dead, so why stick to it."

Qin Wugou sighed lightly, the bright silver spear flashed like an electric light, directly provoking the ghost general who fell off his horse.

Bang!

Shattered body!

This ghost general is different from ordinary Yin soldiers, but an invisible body.

Falling Dragon Cave has sunk into the underworld, infected with air for hundreds of years, and has condensed a body of Yin evil that is no different from a living person.

In the present world, at least it is also a powerful character with a great deal of blood change.

After a brief fierce battle, the Yin Soldiers seemed to know that the female thousand households were not easy to provoke, and they all receded like a tide, making way for an aisle.

"It would have been better if it had been like this earlier. It was a waste of time. If a little friend encounters any danger, this thousand households will raise your rotten bones!"

Qin Wugou was about to leave the school grounds with a gun in one hand.

Suddenly, the vigorous and powerful horn blew, and the deafening war drum rang.

The cloudy mist that had spread out gathered again, and there was a scream of killing from the sky.

It seems that someone is arranging the army, dispatching troops and dispatching generals, and the force is like wind, forest, mountain, and fire!

"Six tactics of soldiering, proficient in four ways! Finally a good enough to see!"

Qin Wugou paused, his eyes indifferent.

Her tone was contemptuous, but she was very vigilant in her heart.

Military martial arts, the most terrifying thing.

It does not depend on the killing of one person, but the achievement of a thousand or ten thousand people.

Looking back at the dynasties and dynasties, the history books have never lacked examples of military leaders who ordered thousands of troops and horses to crush the masters of the five realms.

Therefore, Yang Hong had the full confidence that he could surpass the killing monk by borrowing his three thousand fine cavalry.

Just imagine how terrible it would be if the blood, energy and spirit of a thousand people and ten thousand people, like an arm, could move at will?

Enough to destroy the city and pull the village, shake the world!

One of the four sages of the military, one of whom led the army to fight, was known for his virtues.

Later, through the tactic of six struggles, the king who was born in the sky was forced to die in a desperate situation, and the general trend of the world was set in one fell swoop!

"A living person..."

In the majestic mist like the sea, a general platform slowly appeared.

"What year is it today? Which dynasty?"

Qin Wugou didn't want to answer, his killing intent was hidden but he heard a clear voice from behind.

Looking back, the white python flying fish suit was like a knife, slicing the waves to separate the mist, and came in the air.

"Now it's the Dajing Dynasty. Your family's Emperor Yang died in Jiangdu, and the great cause also died in the second life, and the luck is gone."