Conquer the World

Chapter 118th Guarded For Me

Fang Xie and Wu Yitong had a deep talk, and their mood was obviously much better. In fact, people often ignore one thing. One of the best ways to reduce stress is to tell. But why is it so simple? Maybe many times, people don't ignore it, but don't want to tell, or can't find anyone who can tell.

If Wu Yidao had not guessed the idea of ​​Fang Jie, then there would not have been such a deep talk.

Stepping out of the big account, Fang Xie looked up at the deep sky.

The fighting in Dongjiang has been temporarily suspended for a while, but it is really only a moment. Immediately following Fang Xie, he will take his soldiers to Fenghuangtai and face Lehman directly.

But before that, Fang Xie must see Mu Guangling first.

Fang Xie also determined that Mu Guangling also wanted to see himself now. If Mu Guangling has the strength to kill Fang Jie directly, then maybe Mu Guangling will appear in front of Fang Jie. Such a big man who used to say nothing in East Xinjiang has now fallen to the point of being almost excluded from the center of power status.

Decades of planning, decades of precipitation.

It wasn't the bright yellow robe, not the Kowloon seat.

Like a dream

Fang Xie changed his clothes, still the black brocade he used to wear. However, this brocade has a light golden dragon embroidery, which is not that glamorous golden, but a light golden. If the sky is darker, it will hardly be seen, and the golden light will be reflected when the sun shines on it.

This gown was exactly the same as the one he wore on the day of Wang Dadian.

He leapt from the pass of Malan Mountain Pass, like a huge eagle flying off the top of the mountain. When he jumped from the pass, he followed hundreds of black figures to follow him off the Xiongguan. The shock of the scene was directed at the hearts of the people. Imagine how so many people jumped from the tens of meters high to the city gate, and the black figures were so calm!

Fang Xie was galloping ahead, and behind him Qing Qing Niu carefully selected one hundred and ten black-clad rivers and lakes, followed by him. The practice of these practitioners is very good, and they are the elite children of Daoism. In the evening light, these people flashed like black streamers in the canyon.

Their goal is north.

To the north of Malan Mountain is the camp of Mu Guangling.

It takes at least a day to walk through the canyon. But for these practitioners, this journey will not take long.

After the sky was completely dark, they had passed through Chen Qianshan's team.

During the night, the soldiers didn't notice it, and people flew across the stone walls on both sides. In order not to disturb Chen Qianshan's slowly retreating team, Fang Xie did not stay.

After Fang disbanded, the closest to him was Xiang Qingniu in a faint black robe. Behind are Ye Zhuhan, Shiwan and others.

When the moon just hung up the treetops, he saw the lights in front of him.

Mu Fubing

Fang Ji stopped on a big rock.

The slight bursting sound of endless brushing was endless, and one hundred ten lakes and lakes stopped behind him. The crowd looked at the lights in the distance, and everyone didn't speak.

Liao Sheng and Hei Ze looked at each other, and then left the team with seven or eight black rivers and lakes.

Soon, the secret whistle outside Mufu Bingying was cleared.

For Liao Sheng and Kurosawa, doing this work is easy.

Fang Xie swept down from the big rock, and swept his hands backwards, and walked towards the main gate of Mufu Bingying. Some of the black-clad rivers and lakes stayed in place, part of them swept out of the hillside, and soon disappeared into the night.

Huh!

A ringing arrow shot down from the Jianmen Arrow Tower, poking on the ground not far from Fang Xie.

"Who's here ?! One step closer to shoot arrows!"

Upstairs, the archer on duty at Mu Fubing shouted loudly.

After Fang disengaged, Xiang Qingniu took a deep breath and then suddenly looked up. Behind him, a vision of him swelled like a giant god. This giant giant formed ten feet high, with a daunting momentum. Xiang Qingniu took a step forward, and the huge illusion also took a step forward.

This step is a real step on the ground.

The earth seemed to tremble for it.

"Please meet Mu Guangling!"

Xiang Qingniu yelled loudly, and the huge illusion followed his mouth, as if it were the words spoken by the illusion, and the voice went far and far. Immediately afterwards, the whole camp of Mufu soldiers was boiling. The on-duty general urgently ordered a horn blow, and a group of soldiers in the barracks gathered towards the gate.

The Mufu soldier who knocked on the door buckle only felt a moment of glance. When he looked again, a young man with white arm and one arm had appeared in front of them.

"Fang Jie"

The young man in white called Fang Jie's name.

"Mu Xianjun"

Fang Jie recognized him.

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"Heiqi Wuwu is really brave, with only a few followers coming to break through my Mufu camp?"

Mu Xianjun's voice was cold, like ice that would not change for years. He stared at the young man in black, thinking he would be calm when he saw him again, but he still couldn't restrain the waves in his heart. The two were distant, black and white, so eye-catching.

Mu Xianjun held up his empty sleeves and asked Fang Jie: "Don't wait three years, do you remember how you broke my arm at the beginning?"

Fang Xie nodded: "Although not a great achievement, I haven't forgotten."

Mu Xianjun's eyes flashed a strong hatred, and soon he covered his eyes.

"I've thought about it many times, what kind of occasion are you and me meeting again. I've thought about choosing the most suitable place to find your revenge. But I never thought that the second meeting was You come to the door. "

Although Mu Xianjun was still laughing, his tone became colder and colder: "Here is to kill my father and me?"

"When you kill, you kill. If you can kill, you don't kill."

Fang Jie's answer was bland.

"A good sentence to kill is to kill!"

Mu Xianjun took a step forward: "If it weren't for you, Mufu wouldn't be what it is now. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't lose an arm. If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't be crippled! This A debt, even if you don't come, I will eventually ask you to come back for some. "

Fang Xie slowly shook his head: "Even without me, Mufu will die when he is killed."

"Juner"

Mu Guangling, whose face was gloomy, slowly walked out of the camp, called Mu Xianjun and said, "You step back first, Wu Wang is a guest from nowhere. In any case, we must not lose our hospitality. Road. Once I had three thousand visitors to the government, but the generation of chickens and dog thieves was still regarded as a guest. The first foreign surname Wang Dajia came here. How can I lose the courtesy? "

Mu Xianjun said nothing, walked to Mu Guangling and stopped.

"Meet the King"

Mu Guangling worshiped deeply: "I still consider myself a court official of the Sui Dynasty, so I should salute you."

Fang Xie shook his head and said, "Are you comfortable doing these moves?"

Mu Guangling's eyes were cold, and the killing sprang up.

Fang Xie's eyes seemed to be able to see through Mu Guangling's mind through the night: "You have been hypocritical for decades, and you have forgotten that this is hypocrisy. Mu Xianjun hates me, overflowing with words, this is true disposition. You He hated me even more than he did, but he held his anger for his so-called demeanor.

Fang Xie said, "You may be the Minister of the Great Sui Dynasty, or not. It ’s good to salute to me, or not to salute. The relationship between you and me can no longer be in the same room."

"That's good."

Mu Guangling sneered: "You are going to be emperor, aren't you?"

Fang Xie looked at Mu Guangling and asked, "Can you do it?"

Mu Guangling's expression was almost distorted, but he still held back.

"Did you come here to understand the grievances between you and me in the way of the rivers and lakes?"

He asked for solutions.

Fang Xie said, "I'm here, just to persuade you. When I was in Yunnan Province, I had placed many courtiers of Nan Yan. Although these people lost their power, they could at least take their family in a clear water show. Place to live in abundance. I know you will definitely not choose this way, but you still have to advise. "

"Thank you for your enlightenment."

Mu Guangling pointed to his own heart: "Why not start?"

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The next river and lake guest at the gate of Mu Guangling was very angry when he heard the conversation between the two people. He stepped forward, pointing at Fang Jie's anger: "Don't think that you have the advantage now, so you can fly so far. In the final analysis, Dongjiang is still the site of Mufu. You think you can bring hundreds of thousands of horses in This land is running wild? "

He recruited and shouted, "Where are the people who are willing to die for Grandpa Grandpa? You and I will come forward together!"

The sound of gurgling sounded, dozens of corpses were thrown out of the dark, and they were thrown into the open space between Fang Jie and Mu Guangling. These corpses were all Mufu guests. Just now, while Fang Xie and Mu Guangling were talking, they went around and attacked from behind. As a result, none were able to approach, and all were killed in silence.

Looking at the corpses, the roaring doorman's face changed greatly.

Mu Xianjun took a deep breath and stepped forward, but was pulled by Mu Guangling from the back: "Jun'er, you remember, Mu Fu's future is still on you."

Having said this, he stepped forward.

"Mu Xianjun's Mu House is not Mu House."

Mu Xianjun stepped out again, blocking Mu Guangling behind him. He turned back and smiled at Mu Guangling: "Father, I know that you always have high hopes for me. Everything you do is for me. Do you care so much about the throne? No ... you just think that your son Should you sit on it? "

Mu Guangling's mouth twitched a few times, but was speechless.

"It's me."

He says.

Fang Jie sighed: "I saw my father love his son for the first 20 years, and respected his father for the next 20 years ... no more."

He reached out and pointed at the arrow tower not far from the Yingmen of Daying: "Talk first?"

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Upstairs

A short table was placed in the middle, no tea, no wine.

A map was placed on the short table.

Fang Xie looked at Mu Guangling, who was angry, and was not affected by that look at all: "You look at me like this and you can't see me dead. I just want to say a few real words ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Maybe and What you just said is so real that you wo n’t like to listen. I ’m not here to ask you to do something. I do n’t need to say something nice. ”

"Mufu, are you still qualified to compete for the world?"

he asks.

Mu Guangling froze and turned his head to the side. Mu Xianjun did not avoid Fang Jie's sight, but did not answer.

"The Central Plains has been chaotic for too long, and it's time to recover."

He pointed at the map: "To be honest, if you feel that your self-esteem is hurt, you can pretend that you can't hear it ... From today on, you will not have to fight another battle against foreigners. These 200,000 Mufu soldiers, I also keep it. From the north of Malan Mountain, it's yours to control the Guangling Mausoleum. I'm here to kill the foreigners, not to kill the Han ... Just now you said something very right, I want to be emperor. "

Fang Jie's tone was so determined.

"North of Malan Mountain and east of Shanhaiguan, keep it if you like."

His finger drew a circle on the map: "Keep it for me."