Fantasy World Transmigration

I have a good light like Deng Yuanjue. One of his zen sticks is waving like a blue dragon, and he is so strong that I am afraid that if he has tens of thousands of pounds of force, he will die when rubbed, and hurt when touched. If it wasn't for his intent to kill, I'm afraid the two big masters would break the Tianling Cap by him.

Deng Yuanjue glanced at Chen Ang and his party, and gave a cold hum. He inserted the Zen stick on the ground. The gravel ground in the official way was extremely strong by the horses, but like a tofu, the Zen stick was deeply inserted into the ruler. He missed this hand, if it were not for the superior internal family Xuan Gong, it would never have been so smokeless.

"Some of you are sneaky, one by one, and I want to ask you, what's wrong with coming to Muzhou?" Deng Yuanjue tried the martial arts of two big masters, although they were far worse than him, but also First-rate masters in rivers and lakes, Muzhou is the base of Mingjiao. He saw Chen Ang and his party martial arts extraordinary, instinctively alert.

Huang Chang gave a cold hum and obviously couldn't get used to the style of Deng Yuanjue's territorial style. He was rude: "I don't know when there will be a small court in Muzhou. In the whole world, it is the King of Song Dynasty. I When you come and go freely, when will I tell you, are you the government or the court? "

When Deng Yuanjue heard this, a pair of leopard eyes widened and angrily shouted, "Okay! It turned out to be a running dog in the court. You eat a stick of sprinkles before you say it!" Then he pulled up the zen stick and shaken a stick flower in mid-air. The crushed stones from the cane blasted out, hitting the trees, shaking the leaves of the tree, waving the shadow of the cane, and a thunderous explosion sounded.

At this moment, the old man on the horse suddenly coughed violently, and his face was purplish, and he was struggling to breathe, losing his weight, his body trembling violently, his gray hair falling weakly down his face.

Deng Yuanjue heard the old man's painful voice, and his violent action suddenly became rigid. He hesitated to put down the scepter in his hand. Regardless of Huang Chang still aside, he put the steel scepter by his side, and carefully lifted up the old man for his sake. The fierce face was soft and light-footed at the moment, and the saliva was wiped from the corner of the mouth for the old man.

Huang Chang had already transported the internal force to both palms. When he saw the situation, he couldn't help but relax. He walked aside, facing Deng Yuanjue, and refused to take advantage of him. The two of them concentrated on caring for the old man and one on the other. Turning a blind eye, Gu is a frank person.

Deng Yuanjue spared no effort to calm down the breath for the old man. After three or five times, the old man's complexion improved. He saw the old man's breath was slightly calm, so he hurriedly raised his Zen stick, and said to Huang Sang, "I still have something, even if I lose this time, see You act as a frank man, and despite the past, Ming religion will never embarrass you. "

"Why do I need you to let me?" Huang Chang said, "My deed is my own cultivation, what does it have to do with others, and what does it have to do with you? See you again, or do you live or die, what do you say? Disgrace me. "

Deng Yuanjue didn't say a word, the old man on his back was about to run away, Huang Sang called him, "You lead the horse over! This old man is hot, my official can't ignore it, and there are some summer heat medications here, you will be quick take it."

Huang Sang saw his face hesitant and sneered: "Do you think that this is the kindness of the official and you? No, all the people of the Song Dynasty are like my parents. You have your filial piety and I have my responsibility. See you later Face, the head of your anti-thief, my official will be the first to cut off! "

Deng Yuanjue was furious when he heard the words: "A good court running dog, who cuts his head, or two! Sajia's ring knife has long been sharpened. If it wasn't for your court's injustice, the three volts of summer, you must force the salt households to boil salt How could this old man be so hot? "

"I have cut off the head of the salt officer, and a lot of you!"

However, he caught the medicine bottle thrown by Huang Chang, twisted it under the nose and sniffed it, and smeared it under the nose for the old man. Huang Chang listened to his curse, his face flushed with red, and the imperial court officials, He is also known to have heard that although Deng Yuanjue's rebellious behavior caused him to become angry, he still resisted the dissatisfaction.

Deng Yuanjue can be an old man who knows nothing, consumes a lot of energy, walks back and forth for hundreds of miles, even kills officials, rebels, and throws his life behind him. Obviously, he is a heroic hero. If Qiao Feng saw it, only Afraid to pull him to drink Santan fine wine, but in the eyes of literati such as Huang Chang, the mood is extremely contradictory.

On the one hand, admiring their pride, on the other hand, they are annoyed that they have no king.

In Chen Ang's heart, he was completely indifferent to such things as Wang Fa. He also had a good impression of Deng Yuanjue, a city hero, and he sorted out an open space, unwrapped his cloak, and spread it on the ground. He said to Deng Yuanjue: "I'm a doctor. Help the old man over."

Deng Yuanjue saw the dense silver needles in his waist box, believed two points in his heart, and frankly supported the old man. The old man's forehead was full of sweat, and his body was trembling. Chen Ang squeezed his pulse and found that the old man's body was deficient and his energy was suffocating, relying only on Deng Yuanjue's internal force.

"Fortunately, you don't have a dead heart. If you don't help him over, you won't be able to get to Muzhou!" Chen Ang twisted a silver needle and fell into the old man's heavenly spirit. Twist, bounce, whisk, stab, quickly transform into a virtual shadow, brushing the silver needle.

A hot air was forced out and turned into a line of white mist, rising from the old man's heavenly spirit, Chen Ang kept on his right hand, and the internal force was on the old man's many acupoints. Zhenqi, reconciling yin and yang, calmed the imbalance of the old man.

Does the old man feel his chest, the suffocation dissipates, a sigh of summer heat blows out, and he feels warm and comfortable, and the inner heat of the heart has been resolved for a few days, and his mind is lethargic and sleepy.

Deng Yuanjue breathed a sigh of relief, shaking his body twice, apparently experiencing excessive consumption. He was fighting hard, secretly crying, and the mysterious martial arts in front of them were his own enemies of his life. During the heyday, be careful Coping, now that his energy is exhausted, isn't it a sheep's mouth?

It's okay to die alone, but the two people are not good at it, and the brothers are not prepared for it, which is greatly bad.

At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of whistling from a distance. A man in coarse clothes came with a sword and drove a steed horse, and saw someone here from a distance. The man looked at him and asked, "The monk Deng Yuanjue in front of him? Baoguang Fawang?"

Deng Yuanjue heard his call, overjoyed, and echoed in a loud voice: "Lanfang Fawang, I am here!" He had a breath of Dantian, his voice was as high as a thunder, and a tremolo was transmitted to the secret of Mingjiao, and was introduced into Shibao. .

"Deng Monk is in a hurry, I'll come over here!" Shi Bao sighed, slammed down on the horse, and stood up. Chen Ang looked at him like a leopard, and he stood up and down beside Deng Yuanjue. Hold the steel knife, alert Chen Ang and others.

He is completely different from Deng Yuanjue, and his eyes are even more suffocated. Although it is a coarse cloth, but it can be seen that it is a fine silk underwear, which is completely inconsistent with Deng Yuanjue's linen wrap style. The corner of his eyes glanced over the lying on the ground. When he was old, he couldn't hide the pride of those in the martial arts.

"Who are you? Dare to come to the area under the control of Mingjiao, but don't report it." Shi Bao glanced at Chen Ang and sneered.

This picture of the tyrants, not to mention the cold eyes of the dragons, even Deng Yuanjue frowned. He folded his hands and said, "Stone King, let's say it again!" Signaled Shi Bao to leave.

Xi Shibao's face was somber that he could not scan Deng Yuanjue's face, but only stared at Chen Ang and turned to leave. He laughed and boasted to Deng Yuanjue: "Baoguang Fawang is in Chunan, well done! Haha! This thief is really happy."

"The dog officer who killed his mother is our good brother of Mingjiao!" He laughed and was very proud. Deng Yuanjue was not good in secret, and his face changed dramatically. Sure enough, a clear voice came from behind them.

"Who gives you so much courage?" Chen Ang lost his hand and walked out of them casually, only a moment before and after. He smiled, "My official, the governor of the Song Dynasty, and the imperial division of the palace are all uniform. Want to ask I ask you, why are you living a good life? "

Shi Bao snorted, raised the long knife diagonally, and a pair of Yin Dou eyes stared at Chen Ang in suspicion. Chen Ang appeared in a weird way ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ It was clear that the voice was still behind the ears, but now people Appeared in front of him, Chen Ang lost his hand there, the breath was exactly the same, and Shi Bao's long sword locked, he could not feel his half flaw.

昂 Chen Ang stood there, just as natural as the breeze and the bright moon. Locked by the intention of killing, it was like a void. It was obviously there, but people couldn't notice the slightest abnormal breath. Deng Yuanjue couldn't help raising a trace of coolness.

He thought that he had overestimated this young man, but he did not expect that instead of overestimating, he despised his horror far away. Now the arrow is on the string, and there is only a hard scalp: "The road is going to the sky. Let's go to the side, we are Mingjiao. And Guanfu well water does not violate the river, please also make way. "

昂 Chen Aon glanced at him lightly and said indifferently:

"What is the Ming Dynasty's ability, and the court well water does not violate the river water? In other words, why do you let your officials worry about it? When the Song Dynasty, big Han people, it is the Ming Dynasty's turn to take charge?"

He glanced at the mark of Mingzun on Deng Yuanjue and Shi Bao, and said indifferently: "On the Song soil, the law is the only rule, the court is the only law, the Ming religion is paradoxical, and it is arrogant to claim respect. The law is actually a rebellious person. Today, the front of the palace is banned from serving the country, banning cults, and identifying the wrongs ... | "

"Take advantage of Hao Hao and Tian Wei's potential to wash away the turbidity."

昂 Chen Ang smiled inexplicably, looked at the two men on alert, and said calmly: "Killing the officials to rebel and cutting the alleged king is nothing more than feeling that the court is weak, the government is just a promise, and everything is good, now we are here!"

"Are you well educated, are you ready?"