Advent of the Heavenly Demon

In the afternoon, fleet has gone smoothly and is far away from the capital.

Ni Kun holds a fishing rod and sits on the side of the boat to fish. Su Li takes a small horse and sits next to him, looking at the Snow River sword manual.

While watching, she sighed:

"Hey, this Snow River Sword Art is much more profound than our little Heavenly Star Sword Art. The Martial Dao part of the move is not It's difficult, three or five days is enough. But if you want Full Mastery, it will take at least one year to master the essence."

She has an extraordinary perception and an excellent innate talent. It takes a year for her to fully Mastery the Martial Dao part of this Sword Art and replace it with a regular Martial Dao Grandmaster. She hasn't worked hard for two or three years, so I don't want to fully understand this Snow River Sword Art.

So her feelings are essentially showing off.

Ni Kun glanced at her, and said lightly:

"The part of Snow River Sword Art's'Using Martial Arts' is a little bit difficult. It will take at least two hours to successfully condense. Refined the True Qi sword type. But what is so difficult about the simple Martial Dao part? Can't you learn it at a glance? Just think about it and you can Full Mastery?"

"..."

Su Li opened his mouth, waiting to refute, but remembered that he had learned all the martial arts he had mastered in less than half a day, and practiced them all to the deepest realm.

This talent that seemed like the reincarnation of Ancient Immortal was more than ridiculous and terrifying.

Now I couldn’t help but said with a grievance:

"Sect Lord, please don’t talk to me about martial arts, it's too shocking...It makes me feel like an idiot. "

Ni Kun shrugged:

"You talked to me about martial arts first."

"I was wrong." Su Li was frustrated. , Buried his knees: "Please leave me alone for a while..."

"As you go."

......

Beijing.

A secret place.

Han Jingtao looked at the middle-aged man who concealed most of his body in the shadow on the opposite side, looked at the other's haggard and old face, sniffed the strong alcohol scent from the other's body, and couldn't help sighing. I sighed, and said with emotion: "When I saw my uncle a few days ago, my uncle was still full of black hair. Didn't expect a few days later, my uncle was already mottled... It's only a few days. Uncle seems to be ten years old."

The middle-aged man coldly snorted said with a hoarse voice like sandpaper rubbing:

"If you get to me Years old, the only son under his knee was killed, and he was extinct. There is no hope that you will be like me, and you will be like me. This middle-aged man is exactly Wei Yuanbo.

Eighteen years ago, not long after Emperor Xian ascended the throne, Northern Border Barbarian Race knocked off. Wei Yuanbo was only a small school in the Forbidden Army. He followed the Emperor to conquer Northern Border and led the cavalry in a battle. Break the enemy's main formation, behead two Level 18, capture both sides of the flag, and make great achievements.

But I was also seriously injured. Although healed, he lost his fertility.

Fortunately, he was married at that time, and he had a son and two daughters in the family. Although there was only one seedling, he was hopeful.

Because of this single seedling, Wei Yuanbo was quite indulgent to the son, and he developed the temperament of the son regardless of the law and of natural morality.

I thought that with the golden words of the first emperor, as long as he did not commit the crime of treason, the remaining crimes would be spared from death, and his son would not be afraid of being muddled, but I did not expect...

"Heavenly Demon Ni Kun Poetry is the level of advancement, to please the Great Crown Princess, to confuse Princess, to rely on Princess as the backing, arrogant and domineering, unscrupulous. My ineffective Third Brother, only because he is above the banquet, and the words are slightly towards him. When he collided, he rushed to my Third Brother Manor overnight, killed my Third Brother, and slaughtered the manor completely. He refused to let a little servant girl go..."

Han Jingtao stared at Wei Yuanbo, Whispered:

"He dare to kill my Third Brother now, he dare to ignore the words of the first emperor Jinkouyu, and kill the uncle son. What else will he dare to do in the future, I really dare not think about it."

Well Yuan Bo coldly snorted:

"If you have something to say, Hugh and I will be snorted!"

"Okay." Han Jingtao was nodded, staring into Wei Yuanbo's eyes, and said word by word :

"I want to kill this demon, but I still lack a capable expert who can confront him directly, so I took the liberty to invite my uncle to help him. I wonder if my uncle has the courage to send someone to help. My strength?"

Bo Wei Yuan’s eyes twitched twice, took off the bottle gourd from his waist, poured a swig of strong wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and whispered:

"You want to kill Ni Kun? Very good! Although my glory was bestowed by the first emperor, it was also my fate to come back! Now I am extinct and have no hope of heirs. What else is wrong with me? Dare to do it? Zhang Wei!"

dong!

The ground vibrated slightly, and an Iron Pagoda-like man stepped into the room, arching his hand at Wei Yuanbo, buzzing He said:

"Uncle, what's the order!"

"'Titan'Zhang Wei, you should have heard of it."

Weiyuan Bo pointed to Zhang Wei and said to Han Jingtao:

"My commander of the soldiers is loyal to me and only recognizes me. Apart from me, he does not recognize the king and I!

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"Now I give him to you, if you ask him to kill someone, he will help you kill someone!

"Zhang Wei, see clearly, this is Han Sang Second Young Master, Demon Suppression Guard Zuo Dutong.

"From today, you will follow him until you get it back. Until the first level of Heavenly Demon Ni Kun! "

"Here! Zhang Wei bowed his hand to Uncle Wei Yuan first, then looked towards Han Jingtao and smiled grimly: "Han Second Young Master, where is Heavenly Demon Ni Kun?" "

"No hurry. "

Han Jingtao looked up at this giant who was one and a half heads taller than him, only to feel that the other party's breath was like a volcanic flood, giving people an unstoppable extreme oppression force, and he couldn't help but be nodded with satisfaction, praise Said:

"It is indeed the'Titan' cultivated by the uncle!

"I once heard that in the Northern Border battlefield eight years ago, Titan Zhang Wei acted as a guard at the pass of the witch gods, resisting more than a thousand Barbarian Race wolves, with one shield and one hammer, killing the barbarian blood flowing into a The river and the corpses have become mountains. Since then, I have heard of the name of Titan.

"When I saw it today, I knew that the rumors were not fictional. It is better to be famous than to meet, and to meet is better! "

"Titan" Zhang Wei seemed to have no sense of his flattery, did not speak, just stared at Han Jingtao, and asked again:

"Heavenly Demon Ni Where is Kun? When do we set out to kill? "

Han Jingtao squinted his eyes, knowing that this reckless man only obeyed his prestige, he would never show any rhetoric to anyone else. Even the first emperor wanted to recruit, but he insisted. When I went back, I stopped talking nonsense at the moment, I just asked him:

"Uncle Shi Cai said, no matter who I tell you to kill, you can do it. So, what if I tell you to do Princess Changle? "

Uncle Wei Yuan was hearing this, his eyes twitched slightly, he clenched his teeth, and did not speak.

As he said before, the first emperor certainly knew him. It’s a kindness, but it was his own life that he came back.

For this reason, he also lost his fertility, so that when his only son died, he died.

Now the first emperor is dead, new The emperor did not show any kindness to him.

Princess Changle even indulged Ni Kun, ignoring his mighty uncle’s hard work, ignoring the golden words of the first emperor, for the sake of hundreds of beggars, poor people, etc. A foreign warrior killed his only son.

In the eyes of Wei Yuanbo, although he is still Wei Yuanbo, but he has no descendants and heirs, how is it different from having nothing?

Don’t say you act on Princess Changle, even if you pull the flag to rebel, Wei Yuanbo will still be free.

Wei Yuanbo does not speak, Zhang Wei, who only recognizes Wei Yuanbo alone, is even more unscrupulous:

"Who is Princess Changle? "

Listening to what he said, Han Jingtao suddenly understood, laughed:

"Okay! With Titan joining, the Jade Demon team is considered Perfection.

"We will set off tonight, hurry up, and rush to Ling State to set up ambush!"

……

Two days later in the evening, fleet enters Ling State territory , Anchored in a river with no mountains and forests on the bank and a wide view.

After dark, the clouds gradually rose, and the evening breeze was humid, like rain. On each ship, a large number of lanterns were lighted to illuminate the entire fleet. The soldiers of the Imperial Army who accompanied them escorted them, cheering up, guarding patrols, and daring not to slacken their efforts.

After the floods in Ling State, banditry arose everywhere. Bandits, horse thief, lake pirates and river bandits raged everywhere in every county. There were even robbers gathering victims, and broad daylight besieged the county.

Although the Princess fleet is huge and there are many Armored Soldiers, it is not to be trifled with at first glance, but you must also beware of people who are bold enough to take risks.

It was all right in the first half of the night.

At midnight, a thick fog suddenly rises on the river surface. Less than one hour, the thick fog has spread, covering the surrounding fields. Fleet is also caught in the thick fog. Although there are a lot of lanterns, the field of view has changed. It's extremely vague.

It was in the middle of the night when the fog was heavy.

Hundreds of clippers suddenly came by taking advantage of the fog, like a pack of wolves hunting, surrounding the fleet.

The weird thing is that with so many boats breaking through the water at the same time, there is no noise, quiet and silent, like a ghost boat.

But these are not ghost ships.

Every Clipper has a dozen or so people, as many as 20 or 30, with messy costumes and myriad weapons.

On the boat headed by, stood a rash man with shirtless upper body.

both of his hands holding a big knife, standing on the bow, looking into the thick fog, the direction of fleet that is faintly faintly yellow, the eyes are full of enthusiasm:

"Lao Tzu's time is here! Those foreigners who came to vote yesterday are really capable! Lao Tzu's team is so close, the disaster relief fleet is still unaware of it!

"Hey , This disaster relief fleet contains 50,000 stones of grain and a hundred ten thousand taels of silver! Having seized this batch of food and goods, and confiscated the armor and weapons used to escort the sergeant, Lao Tzu can immediately recruit tens of thousands of elites and claim the king! "

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