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Chapter 22 The Heaven-Breaking Machine

Yun Lang nodded and said in agreement: "If that's the case, you should start preparing."

Suddenly Dongfangshuo looked up at Yunlang and said, "We need Yunhou to decide this matter!"

Yun Lang chuckled, looked at Dongfang Shuo, and asked, "How do you call me to rule this matter?"

"A certain family has ambitions, but it is not suitable to be the lead big brother. The army without a master will not become an army, and the country without a monarch will not become a country. Yunhou's means, under the omnipresent world, in the eyes of a certain family, no one can match. "Dongfang Shuo said very sincerely.

Yun Lang felt that there was some suspicion of killing him in Dongfangshuo. He could do that in the Great Han Dynasty. The big reason is that he was an outsider and had read the history of the Great Han.

But here, everything has changed.

Even if Yun Lang wants to open a plug-in, there are not so many conditions for him to use.

"Our majesty is in that palace." Yun Lang said vaguely, let's make a haha, let me be confused and fool first.

Yun Lang has not fully thought about this matter yet.

Dongfang Shuo shook his head and said: "Yunhou, on understanding your majesty, except for Gillian, I am afraid you will be Yunhou. No soldiers and no generals, even when no one is available, it is not His Majesty's shot opportunity."

Yun Lang admits this and puts it in place.

In the Great Han Dynasty, Yun Lang pondered the most, that is, the Han Wu Emperor Liu Che!

In terms of understanding, Yun Lang is indeed a very deep understanding, and Liu Che is really not suitable for the early stage.

His biggest disadvantage was his inability to bear his temper, and the bank of the Great Han Dynasty was defeated in the hands of Liu Che.

But let him be the leader, Yun Lang still needs some careful consideration.

When Yun Lang thought about it, he looked up at Dongfangshuo and found his eyes fixed on him.

The meaning in his eyes is very clear, that is to let Yun Lang do this thing.

"You will arrange this first. No matter whether it is your majesty, or you and me, there are no soldiers or generals available. How can it be done? Pull the people together first." Yun Lang thought and said.

Dongfang Shuo nodded and said, "A certain family knows that it should be so! It's just asking Yun Houwei to write a handwriting and do a good job."

According to Dongfangshuo's request, Yunlang did not have much influence in the army. His persuasive persuasion was probably not as effective as Yunlang's handwriting.

When Yun Lang was chatting with Dongfang Shuo, the girls in Xiuer were very clever and waited far away.

Yun Lang beckoned and called Xiu'er to bring the Four Treasures of the Study, and wrote a handwriting on the grass of the wild grass.

The content of the letter is concise and concise, but only a few words. Yun Lang wants the great Han Fengyun Erlang, and should not be buried in this world of force, when he should revive the great Han Fenghua.

Dongfang Shuo held up the ink handwriting that was not dry, facing the dazzling sunlight, while blowing the ink, he could not help admiring: "Yunhou Congrong, it's really a pity, the Han Han Mo Ke has a dazzling pearl!"

Yun Lang smiled, "If I don't follow Rong, does Mr. Dongfang think I can calmly breathe in Chaotang? Is my Yun's Manor still there?"

Dongfang Shuo laughed bitterly and waved his hand.

This matter is clear in my heart!

"Furthermore, if I don't follow Rong, I won't have any handwriting today." Yun Lang said with a light smile.

Dongfang Shuo stood up, bowed his body for a long time, said abruptly: "This is going to Kyoto, the mountains are high and the water is far away, Yunhou takes care, and a certain one will go."

Slightly nodded, Yun Lang also stood up, watching Dongfang Shuo take a stride away.

One person, one horse, in the hot sun, dragging a long breath of sweat, gradually away.

Dongfang Shuo is always free and easy, and his life pursuit, the ordinary person of Yun Lang, is sometimes difficult to figure out.

His ambition is like being in these four worlds, chasing the misty and unsupported things, walking freely, without long things, but full of heart.

Even though ambitions are now apparent, they are as straightforward as Akiko.

Of course, this is just a guess of Yun Lang. This person in Dongfangshuo knows Yun Lang, but he doesn't know much about it.

Ordinary people can guess the thought of a cloud, who can say exactly.

Xiuer served a cup of clear tea for Yun Lang. The tone was soft like a breeze, and said softly, "Master, that man ... is so weird."

"Is he weird?" Yun Lang took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

Xiuer tilted her head, pouted her head, and nodded. "It's really weird. He should be regarded as a Buddhist disciple, but he doesn't see any breath of Buddhist disciples. He looks like a rogue. No! I don't mean to come The prodigal man of Zizifang, but the kind of person who takes heaven and earth as his home. "

Yun Lang looked at Xiuer and said, "You have something to say, he is almost that kind of person."

"Well, it's very interesting." Xiuer Shumei smiled lightly and responded.

Yunlang's team set off again, following the rugged mountain road, turning to the east, and the next stop was Damingfu.

This Daming Palace is not the Daming Palace well-known to Yunlang, but the Daming Palace under the rule of Tianyumen. It is rumored to be a large city that is several times larger than Feixue City, and the second in the sphere of influence of Tianyumen Ayutthaya.

Silently, Yun Lang's team grew again. After being thrown away by Li Changfeng, the quaint little girl Xiao Qi, instead of looking for Li Changfeng, directly followed Yun Lang's team.

The girl was calm and seemed not to worry at all. Li Changfeng left her alone.

The peace of mind was mixed in the Yunlang team, and then went to Daming Mansion.

Yun Lang had thought about asking, but then found an interesting thing, and did not ask Xiao Qi again.

Since Xiaoqi appeared in this team, the frequency of Huo Qubing's books has become less and less.

Most of the time, Huo Qubing stayed with Xiao Qi, sometimes playing and making noises, sometimes whispering and not knowing what to talk about.

This trend is already obvious, and the second spring of Huo's disease is coming.

This is a beautiful thing to celebrate, and Yun Lang is also happy for Huo Going.

However, Yun Lang, who knows Huo's personality, did not mention this matter in front of Huo's illness.

Other people have talked about this kind of thing a lot. Huo Qubing's guy is still awkward in his heart. Leaning over the cliff will definitely be a high probability event.

It is also very interesting to watch Huo Qubing's spring breeze silently.

...

Xiapi.

This is not the Xiapi City that Zhang Liang hid, but its name is also called Xiapi City.

In the blacksmith's shop in Liuji, a man with copper skin and iron bones and strong bones, sweating and sweating, was struggling with an iron knife on a charcoal-burning stove.

"Li Gan, you must have the slightest carelessness of these knives ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Have a good fight! There is a little flaw, the employer blames it and can't afford it." The man with a fat belly like a pregnant baby in October shouted with a fan.

Li Gan took the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat off his body. He carelessly said: "The shopkeeper, you can rest assured! Lao Tzu is the person who makes the knife, naturally knows how to feed the knife."

The fat man sneered, squinted his head, and comfortably pretended to sleep, saying, "Just because of your skill, the one who uses a knife, whoever comes to this knife on the street, can kill you! You, I can eat it in my place. I will beat you well. I ’m not going to treat you badly. "

Li Gan glanced at the big man with a smile, "The shopkeeper, you can rest your heart, rest assured!"

With these words on his mouth, Li Gan's movements stopped for a moment, staring at the flames, and sighed.

He Li Gan can only eat at this place? He is not reconciled! I don't think so.

He missed the general, and Yunhou ...

If they are all here, there must be a way.

The fat man shook the fan, and the false sleep became a real sleep. Only a moment of effort, there was a loud snoring sound.

The sound of hasty footsteps came from the corner of the street. The sound of kicking shoes, Li Gan didn't have to listen carefully, he could know who was coming.

That is a soldier of his men! Called Liu Wu, he fell on this land with him.

"Brother Li, big news, big news!" An excited and eager voice rang outside the blacksmith shop.

Li Gan threw the half-knife into the cold water, wiped the sweat, and walked out of the door around the stove.

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