Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 139 Group Injury Skills

"Hehe, everyone has something to say, and something to say!" Fang Wenzhong instantly changed into a smile that was even worse than crying, and his bronze face thrust. These people had no moral integrity!

Duan Mingyu instantly jumped out from Wang Aiqing's butt: "That's it, where did we just talk about it... Oh, when it comes to age, General Fang, although..."

"General Fang, you'd better kill him!" Wang Aiqing covered his ears, like... Sun Wukong was chanted with a tight-knot curse, with a blue look on his face. He moved two steps to the left, not far or near, just exposed Duan Mingyu in front of Fang Wenzhong. The guards also agreed and took two steps back. "There is such a good thing? Well, I will eliminate the harm for the people today. Wow, Duan Mingyu, take your life!" Fang Wenzhong pulled out his sword again and rushed forward with his teeth and claws.

Duan Mingyu was in a flash of lightning. Even though he was talented and intelligent, he had not come back to his senses for a while. He was standing there stupidly, watching Fang Wenzhong kill him.

At this critical moment of crisis, Wang Aiqing and several guards around him stretched out their black-haired thighs neatly, kicked Fang Wenzhong out with one foot.

There were several big feet on Fang Wenzhong's body, and they flew backwards several feet away. The strong Fang Wenzhong's children's shoes were in a mess and got up from the ground in a mess. He pointed at Wang Aiqing and his personal guards in anger: "You...you don't keep your word!"

"I'll go, your mother, you're dead, you'll pay us a salary! Fang Wenzhong, who is a thief, doesn't need your pig brain to think about the problem carefully. You believe whatever I say, without any ideological awareness at all!" Wang Aiqing looked at Fang Wenzhong proudly, scolding her head and scolding her, feeling very satisfied with her first successful feat.

Fang Wenzhong was speechless for a moment...

"Oh, you... have learned badly!" Duan Mingyu looked at the dark moonless sky and sighed.

Fang Wenzhong's nose is not a nose, and his face is not a face glaring at Duan Mingyu: "If Mr. Duan doesn't explain his purpose, I will... I will kill you in front of you!"

"Hmph, I'm passing by, can you do it?" Duan Mingyu immediately glared back, is it bigger than his eyes? Both of the top scorers' eyes are 15.

"Well, but then again, although this top scholar is Chacha, it just so happened that if we accidentally pass by here, it is not my turn to take charge of the robbery and the military officer. However, there are people with sharp eyes and the laws of the Tang Dynasty. Once the market is closed, even if you are a great good citizen, you will be taken to the court. Well, because we hit it right away and appreciate each other, it will be almost done with a thousand big boards!" Duan Mingyu smiled sinisterly.

Fang Wenzhong's face suddenly turned pale: "Young Master Duan, what do you want to do? Just say it, hesitate, it is not the act of a hero!" In fact, Fang Wenzhong has guessed Duan Mingyu's purpose so far that this sentence is just a formality.

Duan Mingyu clapped his hands: "Okay, not bad, this top scholar also thinks it is right. Duan wants to ask General Fang to come out again and take charge of Yingtian's army for me! He will fight on the battlefield in the future, but if he has made merits, he will definitely submit a memorial to the court and grant his wife and children, which is also possible!"

Fang Wenzhong shouted: "Please count the number of Fang, I dare not take on this important task! Fang, who fought for the Tang Dynasty for several years, finally sent out a iron-blooded Yingtian army that dared to kill and fight, and once defeated the Chao army and beheaded tens of thousands! The court cut half of the Yingtian army's troops, and even cut off the food and grass supply, abandoned my Yingtian army like a native chicken, tiles and dogs, and... I am very worried about this, so I hang my seal and retire to the mountains and forests. I have never wanted to wade through the muddy waters of the Tang Dynasty. This was the case before, now, and even more so in the future!" Every word was piercing, and every sentence was so powerful.

Duan Mingyu and the guards were silent. These guards were summoned from the wandering people before. They were considered abandoned people and had no feelings for the court. What they had in their hearts was Duan Mingyu.

"General Fang..." Before Duan Mingyu could finish his words, Fang Wenzhong waved his hand and said with a crazy laugh: "Young Master Duan doesn't need to say much. Since General Duan has taken the handle, he wants to kill and cut it. Let's just listen to the emperor..."

"I heard that you have a first wife?" Duan Mingyu laughed sinisterly, "You Banban Fang Wentian, you dare to play with this top scholar. This top scholar lets you know why the flowers are so popular...

Fang Wenzhong's face changed instantly. He pointed at Duan Mingyu from afar, and couldn't fart for a long time: "You..."

"Oh, by the way, I feel like I heard that Mrs. Fang is seven months pregnant and is almost born... It's a pity, it's a pity, my hope for the future of the Tang Dynasty, and the flowers of the motherland are just like this... Alas! It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"Mr. Duan, misfortune is not as good as family members. Men should be more responsible. I wonder if Mr. Duan is willing to fight Fang?" A gloomy voice came out of Fang Wenzhong's throat, like a broken saw scratching the glass, making people's scalp numb. "What are you? How dare..." When he arrived in time, Luo Hou, who almost missed the show, roared and rushed over, quickly grabbed the impulsive buddy. Didn't he see that it was very dangerous to see that the darkness in front of him were ignited? If this guy dies together, it would be a big problem...

The Yin Man, you can tell that he is a Yin Man, Fang Wenzhong has a dark face and a dark eye. He has a long sword inserted into his back with a very good footsteps. His footsteps are very light and slow, and he lands silently, and he has a bit of the aura of a martial arts master. "Young Master, don't fight with this guy, let me do it. This guy looks like a master, not an ordinary martial artist." Luo Hou stood in front of me and lowered his voice.

"Master?" Could this be the martial arts master in the Tang Dynasty? I couldn't help but make me curious. Could this guy be even more powerful than Mr. Yang Yanguang? Fang Wenzhong didn't hold a knife and had a one-on-one fight. He insisted on using a sword with a sword and gun with me. Did we have any enemies before? Now I don't have time to think about this, so I reached out to stop Luo Hou who was about to take action and said, "I'm not sure if this guy has a group injury skill that doesn't require magic. Let me try it first. General Fang, cough cough, please stand with me."

Duan Mingyu was very gentle and held the long sword in his hand as a crutch on the ground, and hooked his fingers at this martial arts master who was afraid of being a very awesome.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next