Dinghai Fusheng Records

Chapter 82

Chen Xing is still contemplating that the first sentence of this article should be said after the Jian Jian came in. Sure enough, everyone looked at the item, but the item was not spoken or rude, but Xie An preemptively made a man, laughing: "It’s not too late, it’s really awkward to let us know.”

I firmly admit that I can't thank Xie and hear the words. "The original Han people and my Muller League are also old-fashioned, so it is so unpredictable."

"In the four seas, they are all brothers," said Xie An, who said, "There is a saying that "I saw it as it is." Chang Wen Tian Wang has a sigh of relief. Today is the first sight, and here I will convey my respect."

“Yeah,” he said, and then he looked at everyone in the room and said, “He also bears his feelings.”

Xie Andao: "This time, I am also convinced that you are willing to calm down the dispute between the two countries and move to Luoyang."

After Yan Jian came to this place, he almost stopped the game. Xie An did not give him this opportunity. Instead, he became the focus of the meeting. Murong Chong and Jin people were obviously a group. They did not remind Yu Jian. The identity of Xie An. At the beginning, Jian Jian only thought that the coming was only an ordinary envoy. The only thing that was jealous was the law, but he suddenly realized that the Han was a bit impractical.

Just like the confrontation between the two armies, although there are not many people behind the middle-aged people, they are like a thousand troops in the momentum. Between this little Hongxi, they can talk and laugh, and they are quite equal.

He swept the crowd and finally fell on Chen Xing's face.

"Resolving the dispute between the two countries?" Yan Jian is not pleased. "Is this your way? At first, I thought that you are coming to fight."

Xiang Shuzheng wants to speak, Xie An said in a cloudless way: "If you can't talk about it, you have to fight, so everyone's purpose is to not fight. I heard that my Majesty likes to read the Han people's books. I must have known it already."

Yan Jian’s face suddenly became iron and blue. After defeating Xianbei Murong’s family, no one dared to talk to him from the bottom of the world. Partially born in the world, the only one who dares to speak like this, when he is about to block.

Chen Xing observes Jian Jian, only to see that there is a black gas in Yan Jianmei, and Tuoba is a bit like... But is Tuoba coming? Where is Yu Wenxin? Leading the banned army outside?

The item was sitting cross-legged and never said a word. At this moment, the hand was placed on the back of Chen Xing’s hand. He glanced at him and nodded. Chen Xing knew that the arrangement had been properly arranged, so that he should not worry.

"First come to solve the most important thing." Xie Anyun said lightly, "According to our understanding, in the Chang'an, Luoyang, and even Xiangyang, the sorcerer of the princes of the princes of the princes of the princes of the princes, I formed an army. I intend to use it to invade my Dajin territory. I wonder if this is true?"

Chen Xing was ready, even Sima Yi brought it, and the carriage that was holding him was outside, only to be denied by Yan Jian, and he was brought in to show it to everyone. Among them, Shi Mukun has seen it with his own eyes. Little Animal Lin Wang does not know much about it.

Unexpectedly, there was no denial. Instead, he replied: "The survivors are heavy. This is a long-lived army. I don’t know if everyone who is present is willing to join me and become a member of the eternal life?"

Chen Xing: "..."

A gust of wind blew, and the wind fluttered in the sky. From the plains on the front, it was just a long way to look at the Longmen Mountain. At this moment, Feng Qianxi led his men, and Xiaoshan has been close to the Yilan area.

Tens of thousands of expensive Dongying shadow blades and southern Yizu warriors are mixed together. Each person is equipped with a can of extremely explosive fire oil. From all sides, he climbs the cliff with hooks and is ready to wait for Feng Qianxi’s last song.

The closer to the Yiying camp, the stronger the grievances, and the two squadrons of Xiaoshan and Feng Qianxi were also inductive, began to creak and tremble uncontrollably.

"You finally came."

When she reached the height of the cliff, a female voice said low.

Feng Qianxi: "..."

"The corpse of the corpse said that you will come sooner or later." Princess Qinghe was wearing white gauze, and the gauze skirt was at the top of the Nanmen Peak of Longmen, flying with the summer wind.

"Who is she?" asked Xiao Shan.

Feng Qianxi replied: "An old man."

Feng Qiang put away the knife, and at the top of the cliff, he was quietly opposite to the Qinghe Princess.@@@@

Xiaoshan saw that Qinghe’s face was a bit like Gu Qing, but Feng Qianxi said to Xiaoshan: “I can solve it when I go to your place. I have already seen it.”

Xiaoshan did not insist, nodded and said: "You are careful."

So Xiaoshan grabbed the rock with his claws, and jumped out of the hooks. He crossed the distance of several hundred feet and swayed to the east gate of Longmen.

Xiaoshan's thin figure flew over the top of the mountain, came to the highest point, and solved the longbow behind him. He looked at the Yiyuanyuan under the two mountains. In front of the south, it was the Hongjun on the vast land. The riverbank was solemn. army. In the distance, there is Murong Chong's Pingyang silver ride rolling in, rushing to Yiyuanyuan, and rushing to their final agreement with Murong Chong.

Behind it is the 300,000-strong military camp that is shrouded in resentment.

Xiaoshan looked at the west of the hundred-step, and saw that Feng Qiang was standing upright. The wind blew up. He untied the long bow behind him and took the song. He only waited for the command from the Hongjun under the plain, and successfully seized the Jianjian. Then shoot the arrow into the sky.

At this moment, there was a suffocation in the tree at the top of the peak, and a sound was heard in the bushes. The head of a giant beast appeared in front of Xiaoshan.

It was a wolf. It slowly walked toward Xiaoshan. It was a foot high, and the hair was grayish blue. The turbid eyes stared at Xiaoshan. Xiaoshan couldn’t help but step back. He was in this disparity. Next, it seems to be getting smaller.

"Is it recognized?" a voice joked. "Houyan Hankula, I took a lot of effort to find it. What do you call it? I want to say, in a sense, 'Father 'This word should not be overtaken?"

A Han man exudes black air and appears behind the giant wolf. Although his face has changed, he still uses the voice of the prince's night.

The rotten wolf lowered his head, opened his mouth slightly, and showed sharp fangs. Xiaoshan couldn't help but gasp and retreat to the edge of the cliff.

The prince said: "You always feel that the resurrection of the deceased is against the heavens. In your eyes, the squadron only knows how to kill, and there is no humanity. Today, please ask the king to come over, that is, please look at him and his life. What is the difference."

Wang Meng was pleased to see everyone, even Xie An suffered such shocks, and suddenly did not know what to say, if the Wang Meng in front of him is Wang Meng in his lifetime, then the southern tactics against the sturdy, you have to overturn the whole! The wisdom of this guy must not be underestimated. At the beginning, even Weng Yi was folded in his hands!

"Xie Anshi," Wang Meng slowly said. "I didn't expect you to come and talk in person, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xie An: "..."

Yan Jian suddenly heard Wang Meng smash his identity, first of all, and then showed the "sure".

"You are old," Wang sighed. "An Shi, no longer."

Xie An’s expression became serious and muttered: “Wang Jingluo, why are you suffering? No, you are not him.”

When Xie An was a teenager, he met Wang Meng, and later he was the master. He was promoted to Dajin. Although he was in the enemy camp, he was more familiar with each other's style.

"I remember that you persuaded you to be a strong man during your lifetime," Xie An said. "At the end of his life, you can't go to the south. You are no longer yours."

"This time, he has already been." Wang Meng raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "Since the opportunity has come, why can't it be now?" Wang Meng said, Wang Yi, said: "Little brother, if the brother You are not bad, you are killed by the stars..."

Chen Xing whispered: "It turns out that this is the case, and many words will be lost. I think you can shut up."

The item frowned.

Wang Meng suddenly stopped.

"You finally showed your tail." Chen Xing looked at Wang Meng from afar and looked at the prince night behind him. In fact, from the moment Wang Meng appeared, Chen Xing had been thinking about how to break the prince’s night to resurrect the dead. trick. If the alliance between Brigantine and the prince’s night is to be disintegrated, they must be fundamentally attacked. What is fundamental? Nature is these people.

So Chen Xingxin said that although this is not very kind, but I am embarrassed, I have to start rumoring.

The subject turned to look at Chen Xing.

"It turns out that what you call ‘longevity’,” Chen Xing said seriously. “Is it the ancestral grave of others?”

Everyone: "??"

Chen Xing said calmly: "And then call the survivors out of the grave, as your puppets? These people are not their own! All your princes are singing in different people?"

Prince Night: "..."

This is really a slap in the face of the prince night, but at this time, where is the opportunity to explain to everyone? Moreover, he still has to be wary of Chen Xing's purpose, just to set out the details.

"It seems to be attached to so many people," Chen Xing said. "I have to pretend to be vivid. The corpse of the corpse has really done a lot of work. Let me take the liberty to ask, you pretend to be the Princess of Qinghe. When you get along with you, don’t you feel awkward?”

A trip to the family.

The prince suddenly became furious: "You are a rumor! You will not see it yourself! Do you think that your majesty is a scorpion? If Qinghe is what I am doing, how can you not see it? Wang Meng, you said..."

Chen Xing: "Don't say it! Master has never mentioned my identity to the master, not to mention the old star, this is not my brother!"

Wang Meng: "Teacher, you..."

Among the living people, only Chen Xing is the younger brother of Wang Meng’s life. Only he is qualified to openly deny Wang Meng’s identity. So Chen Xing manages you three or seventy-one. Even if you are my brother, I will say no, who will come? Right?

The prince night never imagined that the other party actually referred to the deer as a horse. He really deliberately said that he would explain to himself: "Your Majesty! This kid is in Hu Yu! There is no such thing..."

Everyone was told by Chen Xing that the back ridge was cold, and the dead people who were reawakened from the grave by the prince's night were really as he said, without their own consciousness! Zhou Wei, Qinghe Princess, even Wenche... They are all puppets who act under the prince's night idea!

The prince night finally couldn’t help but explain, sneer: "When Qinghe is still alive, he drank the blood of the demon **** that I gave her, so I kept my self-consciousness and exorcist! Your understanding of this aspect is still lacking. It really is too tender."

"What?" Chen Xingyi blinked and successfully tricked the prince into the pit. "What did you drink?"

Prince Night: "..."

The glory of the glory was quiet, and the prince’s night was broken, and he said nothing about the truth.

The next step is that Chen Xing has not been used. He Jianjian understands the dialogue and shows the anger of being deceived.

"Prince night!" Yan Jian cold and cold, "Three years ago, you are already in the layout?!"

The prince suddenly burst into a strange smile. Since Chen Xing was dismantled, he did not intend to conceal it any more. His face sank and said: "Since everyone is prepared, it is better to wait and see today, your old star, Can you love the house and the Ukrainian and save your companions?"

Chen Xing's face changed instantly.

"Don't talk nonsense with him! Hands-on!" The story is not affected by the prince's night, crushing the glass in his hand.