I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 218 Cihang Jingzhai! Embroider spring! Drive away the wolf!

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The pronunciation of the words is erratic, without any force.

Dozens of figures behind them wearing jade brocade clothes moved instantly like eagles and wolves.

The moment the sharp blade was unsheathed, the disciples of the Mingzheng Sect below had not yet woken up from the shock of the sect leader being casually crushed to death.

Caught off guard, they suffered heavy casualties in just one encounter.

"You...who are you?"

As the saying goes, if people sit at home, disaster will come from heaven.

Anyone would be confused for a while.

Elder Ming Zhengzong, who rushed out of the retreat in a hurry, looked at the bloody storm in front of him, his eyes blood red.

But in my heart, I was extremely horrified.

The villains in front of me, who kill everyone on sight, are wearing standard brocade clothes, but their appearance is very unfamiliar.

He doesn't recognize it.

The only thing he could confirm was that these people were definitely not from the Jianghu.

Because that 'official aura' is too obvious.

But in the face of his stern questioning, the evil people in front of him didn't pay any attention to him.

Still doing his own thing.

That is... kill!

Blood flowed into the river, and suddenly a certain Ming Zhengzong deacon recognized one of them.

When the two were fighting, seeing the familiar indifferent face in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened.

"You...you are Yu Canghe of Canghe Gate!"

The wilderness of temples is the rivers and lakes.

But in fact, these Jianghu sects that are entrenched in the local area are also divided into levels.

Sect, sect, sect, Tao, religion, palace.

Any sect that can be named "Zong" has a long-standing heritage.

Below this, most of them are small households, not worth mentioning.

When the middle-aged warrior who was called by his name heard this, his expression did not change.

He glanced at the other party lightly, curled up the corners of his cold mouth, and said.

"Fortunately, Deacon Qian still remembers me..."

As he spoke, the cold blade in his hand slashed towards the opponent without any hesitation.

The domineering sword gang swept down.

Ming Zhengzong, Deacon Qian, looked horrified.

"No! Your cultivation level..."

If he remembered correctly, when he met the other party last year, he was just an innate master, and he could only grovel in front of him.

But now...

Grandmaster of Tianmen Realm!

And this domineering martial spirit cannot be condensed by ordinary skills at all!

Regarding Deacon Qian's words, Yu Canghe's lips showed a mocking smile.

"To be honest, Yu has to thank Deacon Qian for forcing him in the first place."

"Otherwise, how could Yu be willing to abandon his family and career and devote everything to join the champion?"

"How did you get what you have today!"

In the rivers and lakes, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.

The shrimps can only chew the mud.

Canghemen was such a shrimp back then.

Facing a behemoth like Ming Zhengzong, even if he is just a small deacon, he, the leader of the Canghe Sect, has to bow to him.

Wealth and treasures are taken and taken away.

But even so, the other party is getting more and more extravagant in return.

In desperation, just as the Six Gates were being built, Yu Canghe gritted his teeth and finally made a decision that went against his ancestors.

But he didn't expect that because he took refuge early, he would not only be rewarded with many precious medicines.

The magical skills and fighting methods that were previously unavailable were now allowed to be read.

Coupled with today's incomprehensible and astonishing fortune, this created today's sudden topsy-turvy situation.

Seeing Deacon Qian's shocked and horrified expression, Yu Canghe felt a great sense of joy in his heart.

The long and narrow blade in his hand suddenly flipped over, and decapitated Deacon Qian's head as he watched in disbelief.

Yu Canghe looked at the dead head, stunned for a moment, and then let out a sigh.

"Xiao Qi, the master is useless. I didn't send him down to see you until now..."

Xiao Qi is his seventh disciple.

He is also his favorite disciple.

It's a pity that the white-haired person sends the black-haired person away, which is not very sad.

Yu Canghe gently wiped away the blood on the blade with the crook of his arm, turned back to the tall figure standing in the sky, and bowed respectfully.

Then he raised his knife again and started to kill forward.

There are probably only a few people in this world who are wolf-hearted and dog-eating.

Most people still know how to be grateful.

When you know who gave you everything you have now, it is natural and reasonable to be loyal to them and obey their orders.

Han Shao glanced at the smelly land full of killing and blood, his expression indifferent, without any change.

After all, if you’ve seen and done some things too much, and you’ve gotten used to them, they’ve become natural.

Just looking at the pale face of the girl next to him, Han Shao still stretched out his hand.

The catkins are in hand, slightly cold.

"Scared?"

Hearing Han Shao's voice ringing in her ears, Yun Chan's pale jade face flushed a bit, and she said with a bit of trembling.

"This servant is useless..."

Han Shao shook his head.

"It's normal to be afraid. I have been afraid before..."

Saying that, Han Shao smiled faintly.

"But...just get used to it."

When Yun Chan heard this, she glanced at Han Shao in surprise.

It seems that he didn't expect Han Shao to say this himself.

Just as he was hesitating to say something, he saw that Han Shao had turned his head and looked down again.

There was no brutal life-for-life fight.

Some were just one-sided bloody massacres.

Yun Chan felt a little unbearable, but then she heard Han Shao suddenly say.

"There are many bandit villages around here, all supported by Ming Zhengzong."

The words are spoken.

Yun Chan's delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes showed a bit of shock.

Han Shao didn't look back, and didn't care whether she believed it or not, he just said calmly.

"The world is filthy. Chan'er is willing to work with me to clean up the world and restore a bright world to this world?"

After saying that, Han Shao looked back and looked at the girl in front of him quietly.

Under the warm sunshine, Han Shao spoke in a calm tone and had gentle eyes.

That handsome and extraordinary face fell into the girl's eyes, as if it were divine.

Perhaps in her heart at this moment, as long as the man in front of her speaks, even if she wants to die.

Also willingly.

After a short while, Yun Chan finally came back to her senses. She avoided Han Shao's eyes in a panic, blushed and whispered.

"My maid... My maid is willing."

Hearing this, Han Shao looked away and said.

"That's good."

After saying that, he said nothing more.

In fact, he didn't know what to say.

After all, brainwashing an ignorant girl is a bit despicable.

But looking at Yun Chan's delicate and delicate face, Han Shao would always unconsciously think of a fictional woman from his previous life.

Wearing plain clothes, quiet and quiet.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

However, she can stir up the world as a woman.

After a long time.

Seeing that the girl next to him seemed to be secretly glancing at him with his peripheral vision, Han Shao finally couldn't help but said.

"Chan'er, do you like practicing swordsmanship?"

Yun Chan, who was startled by Han Shao's sudden voice, pursed her thin lips. After a moment, she mustered up the courage to speak.

"If Lord Marquis... likes it, my servant will like it."

Han Shao glanced at her in surprise.

The little girl is pretty good at flirting.

However, he didn't answer the question. He just took out a sword manual and handed it to her.

This sword manual is one of the techniques given by Emperor Taikang.

Even among a bunch of Tianjia treasures, it is still considered a top-grade secret book.

The name doesn't matter.

The important thing is that it is powerful enough and very effective when used.

In short, as long as it looks good, that's all.

When Yunchan took over the sword code with a calm expression, Han Shao encouraged him with a smile.

"Then practice hard and don't let me down."

"If you practice well, I will let you be the leader of the clan."

Han Shao was not lying.

Because Han Shao had even thought of the name of the sect for her.

It’s called [Cihang Jingzhai].

This can be regarded as one of the few bad tastes of Han Shao.

However, this can be regarded as Han Shao's advance planning. After all, in this world of martial arts and spirituality, the cost of completely eradicating the sect's influence is too high.

And Han Shao has no such idea for the time being.

After all, only a world where hundreds of schools of thought contend can be vibrant.

Although a single family is conducive to rule in a short period of time, it can also easily fall into a state of self-reliance and decadence.

This is the example of Confucianism being the sole focus in previous lives.

Han Shao will naturally try to avoid making the same mistakes again.

But it cannot be left to its own devices.

'Prepare in advance so that you can put a nail in it later...'

Thinking like this, Han Shao rubbed Yun Chan's confused head.

He also took out a high-grade famous sword that had been stolen from Beigu Sect.

Then he pulled out the sword, moved his fingertips together, and in a blink of an eye wrote the word "Xiu Chun" on it.

The handwriting is very light.

It just contains Han Shao's powerful martial arts spirit. Once activated, it is enough to rival the fifth level Yuanshen Daoist in a short period of time.

Han Shao closed the scabbard and handed it to her.

"Keep this in mind."

Seeing Yun Chan taking the long sword and holding it in her hand, her clear and bright eyes burst into tears at some point.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis..."

When it comes to how to stir people's hearts, Han Shao has already turned it into instinct.

The girl's reaction at this time was naturally expected. Han Shao didn't take it seriously.

After all, it is just a means to achieve an end.

For Han Shao, not all women are Gongsun Xinyi and Jiang Wan.

In this regard, Han Shao has always been very rational.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon the entire Ming Zhengzong gradually became quiet.

Han Shao had no need to take care of the subsequent cleaning up of the mess, nor was he too lazy to take care of it.

After all, this Ming Zhengzong is really far behind compared to the previous Beigu Sect.

The people with the highest cultivation level in the entire sect are only three or two real people in the Yuanshen Realm.

After casually offering sacrifices, they raised Zhong Xinggu's cultivation level by a few points and created two new Yuanshen realm real people, which was already their greatest value.

As for the belongings, treasures, and martial arts accumulated within the sect over the years, Han Shao only asked Bank of China to select some of them and send them to the Marquis Mansion after they were consolidated and registered, while the others were left to his own disposal.

Han Shao is not afraid of his greed. On the one hand, he understands Zhong Xinggu's temperament.

On the other hand, it is also because he knows that if an organization starts from scratch and wants to take shape quickly, it can only throw money at it.

For such a gold-eating beast, this little thing is just a drop in the bucket.

When we returned to Champion City, it was almost noon.

It seemed that Yu Xuanji frowned slightly because she smelled the vague smell of blood on Han Shao's body.

Then he unfolded it quickly and said softly.

"My husband is out here, so be careful."

That's what this woman is like.

With her, no matter how violent he is, he will gradually calm down under her endless tenderness.

Faced with her bottomless tolerance and consideration, all Han Shao could do was reciprocate.

After talking and laughing for a while, Yu Xuanji looked natural and authentic.

"By the way, those two... sent some things from Zhenliao, and I had them placed outside Lang Jun's study."

Because those two people haven't met yet.

Yu Xuanji didn't know what to call them, so she could only speak vaguely.

When Han Shao heard this, he was not too surprised and just said casually.

"I know, I'll go take a look later."

After saying that, he had a brief moment of tenderness with her.

Han Shao turned around and went to the study.

Looking at Han Shao's back as he turned away, Yu Xuanji sighed softly.

A woman's jealousy?

Maybe a little bit.

The more you care, the more you want to be exclusive. This is human nature.

But when I think of the two women who can only be missed from a distance in Zhenliao City, I feel that I am really lucky.

What's more, compared to the lonely secret realm back then, life is already very good now.

"People must learn to be content, don't you think so, Yu'er?"

Hearing this, the jade rabbit in his arms twitched its long rabbit ears, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yu Xuanji couldn't help playing with it, and then suddenly asked.

"How long do you have until you can transform?"

Upon hearing this, Jade Rabbit's pair of red eyes quickly dissipated in confusion.

What replaced it was an unspeakable panic.

How did she know! ?

……

The study room in the mansion is divided into two rooms: an inner room and an outer room. Naturally, no one can enter the inner room without permission.

There are not so many taboos outside.

Han Shao took the things placed outside the study room into the inner room.

Not surprisingly, I saw two letters with very different handwriting styles.

You can tell the corresponding owner without even looking at the signature.

Han Shao opened them separately and found that the contents were similar, and most of them were about expressing his thoughts about his daughter's family.

The rest are also words of concern.

A touch of gentleness rarely seen in ordinary people flashed across the corner of Han Shao's mouth.

After reading it a few times, I calmed down and folded it carefully and put it away.

Then he picked up a pen and wrote a reply to both of them on paper.

But after putting away the pen, I thought about it and copied a poem to each of them and attached it to the letter.

The song "Li Yannian's Song" was given to Gongsun Xinyi.

[There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent.

Regardless of the city, consider the country.

Would you rather not know the beauty of the city and the beauty of the country? Beautiful women are hard to come by. 】

With Jiang Wan, it is the song "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" written by Taizu.

When I wrote the sentence "When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she will laugh in the bush."

Han Shao couldn't help but flash the gentle and bright girl's figure in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile.

This is thanks to the treasure-delivery boy Ji Jiu. If not for the illusion in the Mirage Dragon Ball, the memory gap between him and his predecessor was completely bridged.

The Jiang Wan in his memory was not perfect after all.

Now there is no such worry. Brother Shao is him, and he is also Brother Shao.

Hunyuan Ruyi.

The thought suddenly turned around, Han Shao retracted his scattered thoughts, and the laws and Taoist rhyme that had inadvertently spread around him disappeared in an instant.

Feeling the remaining mana fluctuations in the study, Han Shao couldn't help but frown.

Perhaps it's because he's too close to the seventh realm and is about to ascend to immortality.

During this time, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his control.

Although it is not out of control, it does not feel good.

'The calamity of ascending to immortality? '

Thinking of the warnings Gongsun Zhi and several other true immortals had given him before.

Han Shao couldn't help but frowned.

'Killing too many evildoers is contrary to the destiny, and disaster will occur! '

Kill evil?

Violating the number of days?

Han Shao was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Rather than looking forward and backward, it is better to give it a try.

This may be the first thing he learns as soon as he opens his eyes and appears on the battlefield.

Little pawns, if you advance, never retreat!

Han Shao took advantage of the situation and put away the written letter and said to the void.

"Send someone to the two ladies. Be careful and don't make any mistakes."

The voice of Lu Yan taking orders came.

Han Shao didn't care much.

Then he turned to check the things sent by Gongsun Xinyi and Jiang Wan.

They also have their own characteristics.

Jiang Wan's is a new dress that she sewed herself.

The courtesy is light, but full of affection.

Gongsun Xinyi's is a storage bag.

There are thousands of fine standard long knives stacked in layers inside.

The main theme is the arrogance of a noble girl from a noble family!

Of course, this was what Han Shao had commissioned her to forge before.

Han Shao took out one and unsheathed the knife.

I saw that the blade was long, dull and not shiny.

As for the style, Han Shao is no stranger to it as a 'designer'.

Because this is the Yan Ling Guan Dao he copied from his previous life, which is also the prototype of the Xiu Chun Dao.

Compared with the Zhenliao knife, which shattered men, horses and equipment in one strike, this knife was much lighter.

Definitely not going to break armor.

But six doors don’t need this either.

Han Shao played with it for a while, then put the sword back into its sheath, ready to turn it over to Bank of China for solid hair.

After doing this, it took a while.

Han Shao then asked Lu Yan to come in with Te Mulun who had been waiting outside.

Looking at Temulun who knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word, calling him master, Han Shao said with a smile.

"It seems that you have been doing well during this period and have gained a lot of weight."

If we say that all the slaves in Taiji are just wolf cubs.

The old guy in front of me is a real wolf, and an old wolf.

Cunning, insidious and cruel.

This can be clearly seen from the fact that he sold out his old friend after just a disagreement, and finally even dared to sell himself out.

Faced with Han Shao's teasing, Temulun smiled bitterly.

In the days since he returned from the grassland, he has been staying in Guiyi Camp.

It just doesn’t have a strong sense of presence.

Even when Guiyi Camp was driven out of Dingbei City, he didn't say a word.

Because Han Shao had told him before that businessmen should not touch anything other than doing business.

If you touch it, you will die.

He remembered, always remembered.

"It's all the master's fault. Without the master's blessing, Temulun..."

Temulun narrowed his eyes and tried to flatter him.

But just halfway through speaking, Han Shao suddenly asked.

"Why didn't you run when I wasn't here before?"

When Temulun heard this, he cursed in his heart.

run?

Run away!

Not to mention the wolf cub Taiji is watching.

Even if it wasn't, he wouldn't dare run.

Because he didn't believe it, leaving more than two thousand horses outside, Han Shao had no means at all.

In fact he guessed correctly.

In the battle at Dingfeng Castle, the gods descended upon them, and their power was unparalleled.

It is tantamount to proving that the more than two thousand riders in Guiyi camp are always under the control of this master even if they are thousands of miles away!

It's just that although he was thinking this in his heart, Temulun didn't dare to show it on his face.

He could only show a flattering smile while quickly expressing his loyalty.

In this regard, Han Shao did not comment, just looked at him and smiled.

"Do you know why I came here to find you?"

After hearing this, Temulun finally cheered up a bit.

"I know! Master is going to use Temulun!"

In fact, doing business is also addictive.

Every time he sells the things he sells, he adds several times the profit and sells them to others.

This feeling of harvesting and fooling the other party always makes Temulun very happy.

During the period of time when he was out of the life-and-death crisis, Temulun, who had been doing nothing, was already depressed.

Looking at the impatient look on the barbarian's face, Han Shao said with interest.

"What are you going to do?"

……