Spirit Sword Sovereign

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863 Weird Voice

Mo Wanggong participated in the battle of Yanxiangguan, not for killing, not for fame and fortune, only to verify his understanding.

This seems rather strange, but Chu Xingyun can really feel it.

Mo Wanggong, as the master of the Heavenly Emperor Gongzong, will naturally be worried about the decline and demise of the Sect. After finding the cause, he spent tens of thousands of years and read through all the ancient military laws and regulations. These are all derived from obsession .

At this moment, Wanjian Pavilion not only faced countless crises, but also faced the invasion of Daluo Golden Gate and Shenxiao Temple, which was at stake. Such a situation was like the Heavenly Emperor of the year.

Although Tiangongzong is dead and unable to reproduce the scene of the year, Wanjian Pavilion is still there. Mo Wanggong can take this opportunity to find an answer and also to find a cause for concern.

Chu Xingyun looked at Mo Wanggong deeply and smiled lightly: "Senior Mo, since you and I have met each other, we have become friends of the year, polite words, no need to talk too much."

"Since you have read through all the ancient military laws and knowledge, and you are well-informed about the military, then you can naturally be competent as a military division. How can I refuse to do this?" Chu Xingyun stretched out his hand and slowly supported Mo Wanggong. This made Mo Wanggong's eyes slightly condensed. He didn't say much. He just nodded with emphasis and moved his expression.

"As for Senior Lin, too." Chu Xingyun turned back and said to Lin Tianchong: "The battle of Yanxiangguan is difficult. It is a great luck for Senior Lin to help each other, but unlike Senior Mo, Lin The seniors are good at fighting and unmatched in strength. They are more suitable for killing generals and inspiring the army with killing. "

"Finally, Wu Jing's blood is handsome, and the sergeants who rule the eighteen dynasties and the eighteen ancient cities are responsible for the deployment of the entire war situation, and they are also responsible for the rush of the three thousand Jingtian troops, creating a chaotic situation."

After saying this, Chu Xingyun's eyes were already hot.

For the battle of Yanxiangguan, he pondered for a long time, and he had no countermeasures. In this battle, the enemy's strength is too strong, and it is extremely human-bearable. It is very difficult to rely on Wu Jingxue alone.

Now, the active participation of Lin Tianchong and Mo Wanggong gave Chu Xingyun a glimmer of hope and even a glance of expectation.

Wu Jing's blood is handsome and dominates the sergeant.

Lin Tianchong was the general, rushed to the battlefield, and moved forward.

Finally, Mo Wanggong, who has tens of thousands of years of experience, is a military division, hidden in the curtain, pointing Fang Qi.

These three people are the most outstanding people in the world. After they have united with each other, they will perform their duties and guard the Yanxiangguan with all their strength. This lineup, even the first time Chu Xingyun saw it, is too luxurious.

More importantly, the three of them cherish a heart of trust and a heart of trust. Without any sinister ideas, they can exert all their strengths. Such a combination is terrible.

"It's so good!" Mo Wanggong and Lin Tianchong also hit it off, and there was a continuous laughter in his mouth. The six eyes were opposite each other. Only fiery and expectant, burning a blazing flame.

Later, Mo Wanggong and Lin Tianchong did not rush to leave, but stepped into the courtyard to discuss the specific matters of Yanxiangguan together.

Especially Mo Wanggong.

As a military division, he took control of the entire scene and controlled matters of size. At the same time, some of his opinions also made Chu Xingyun and Lin Tian shine in front of his eyes, and they were amazed.

In the discussion, time passed quickly, and the night faded away. In the east, a hint of white fish surface appeared, and a hint of cool morning light fell down, letting the sleeping Holy City slowly wake up.

Of course, there is also an endless stream of beasts awakened, a roar of beasts blooming, resounding through the vast sky, the Holy Star City has become noisy and chaotic again.

Mo Wanggong and Lin Tianchong finally left the courtyard. Their expressions were rushed and they disappeared without a trace.

After a glance of discussion, they had a clearer understanding of the battle of Yanxiangguan. In their minds, there were countless thoughts coming up, and they all wanted to wait for it to unfold.

What's more, the time left for them is very short, and they are not willing to waste precious time!

"The beast tide has faded. When the beast tide has completely dissipated, the real chaos will strike, and this time the chaos will be even larger and more tragic." Chu Xingyun looked at the slowly rising red The scorching sun spit out emotions.

Afterwards, instead of returning to the courtyard to practice hard, he walked along the road and walked aimlessly.

On the wide avenue, you can see the warriors everywhere, either in a hurry, panic, or excitement, all different, all resisting the terrible beast tide.

Chu Xingyun walked alone on the avenue, the pace was slow, his face was expressionless, and he seemed a little out of place.

He didn't care about this awkward atmosphere, and was thinking about another thing in his mind.

Since Shuijiuxiang returned to Jiuhan Palace, Chu Xingyun's mind often appeared with Shuijiuxiang. The latter was suppressed in the strong ice and gradually blocked by frost. With time, the smell of Shuijiuxiang Suddenly, looking in his eyes, there was no expression of the past, and it seemed very empty.

But these are not the root causes of Chu Xingyun's distress.

Not long ago, Chu Xingyun, who was working hard, suddenly shuddered, and immediately, he heard an obscure voice, intermittently, looming.

When Chu Xingyun woke up, the voice disappeared, leaving only the word "Fun Jun", and some sadness echoed in my mind.

"Judging from the voice, the person speaking should be a woman, but why, she wants to call me a husband and give me a strong sense of bondage." Chu Xingyun quickly made an analysis, but regardless How he thinks about it, he can't understand it, who is the sacred person who said this?

The other party, actually called Chu Xingyun as the husband, acting particularly intimate. Judging by Chu Xingyun, he can be sure that the speaker is not Shui Liuxiang, but someone else.

Moreover, the other party should still be a woman, young woman.

"Yin and Yang are strong, can feel the change of the world of the existence of Ming Ming, the bond between me and Liu Xiang, the same is true, her such change can explain that she is suffering endless pain at the moment."

"As for the shouting, it must have come from one person, but I have never been attracted to anyone except Liuxiang. Why did that person call me a husband, or, all of this, just by chance, without too much Pondering? "

Chu Xingyun felt doubts more and more. This strange sound appeared for the first time, and he couldn't help making him wonder.

"People in front, quickly give way to the son!"

At this time, an arrogant voice came, interrupting Chu Xingyun's thinking, and then he saw a tall horse appearing in front of him, the horse showed a red color, the four hoofs were hot, and the whole body was flooded With a violent breath, running like fire, there were countless exclamations.

On the back of the horse, he was riding a young man wearing luxurious light armor. The young man was holding a fiery long whip. His right hand was waving, and the shadow of the whip was heavy. Anyone who was close to it was lifted out and looked painful. .

In an instant, the whole avenue became extremely chaotic, and the young man seemed very satisfied with the scene, and there was a smug laugh in his mouth. When he saw Chu Xingyun, his eyebrows were immediately frowned and he disdained: "You, not yet Give me back! "

The language fell, the long whip was swung, and the path was thrown towards Chu Xingyun's face, as if to beat him to flesh!