On a snowy night, on the mountain ridge.

Although Feng Yeling's body was shivering in the snowy wind, his voice was still strong and powerful: "It's easy for you to kill us, but you'd better be careful. When my father comes out of confinement, he will drag you down to accompany me!"

When Lan Qiao heard Feng Yeling's unyielding cry from behind, he couldn't help but feel relieved and lowered his body to look for Zhang Zhongjie's flaws.

Although he is not willing to give up, the enemy is waiting for work, blocking the intersection, and there are many people. Regardless of the time, place, and people, they have the upper hand. It is not easy to come back. Let's go in? Not to mention that Zhang Zhongjie's martial arts is not inferior to him, just this alone

The difference between the advantages and disadvantages of the terrain is enough to make me hate this place. Should we retreat? This mountain ridge is so narrow that I am afraid that I will be shot into hedgehogs by Zhang Zhongjie's random arrows before I have even taken a few steps back.

Unable to advance or retreat, Lan Qiao hesitated. Now he was not only burdened with his own life, but also the life of Feng Yeling, and the lives of thousands of Langya Army relatives and family members in the mountain city. If he was not careful,

You will lose everything.

After thinking again and again, Lan Qiao shouted: "Zhang Zhongjie, do you dare to fight alone with me, Mr. Qiao?"

"What a joke!" Zhang Zhongjie laughed loudly, "You don't even look at your current situation. You can't even stand still. I only need to wave my hand and you will die immediately without a burial place. What qualifications do you have to say anything?"

Are you going to challenge me with wild words?"

"So you're scared?" Lan Qiao glared and retorted. Now provocation seemed to be his only option.

"Want to provoke me? I won't let you do this." Zhang Zhongjie sneered, but didn't make a move, just watching from the other side.

Lan Qiao knew that he wanted to use this pressure to make him surrender, but there was nothing he could do about it. Just when he was helpless, Feng Yeling's voice came from behind: "You are a dead man, you can't scare us. But if

If you are willing to have a fair fight with Qiao Chu, I might consider rewarding you with some luck."

Zhang Zhongjie's expression suddenly changed, and he said with unconcealable joy in his eyes: "What kind of lottery?"

Feng Yeling said calmly: "If you lose to Qiao Chu in a fair duel, order your people to let us pass."

Zhang Zhongjie said mockingly: "So what if I win?"

Feng Yeling paused for a moment, without any emotional ups and downs, and said coldly as if talking about someone else's business: "If you win, I will follow you. No matter what you say from now on, I will obey you."

"What a pleasure!" Zhang Zhongjie laughed and said, "As expected of Miss Feng! Then please forgive Zhang for asking, what if I want you to be my eighteenth-bedroom concubine?"

Feng Yeling said calmly: "If you let me be your eighteenth-bedroom concubine, then I will never dare to ask for a seventeenth-bedroom."

"It's a deal!" Zhang Zhongjie clapped his hands suddenly, his eyes shining brightly, "Young Master Qiao, take the move!"

Lan Qiao finally realized that Zhang Zhongjie blocked the intersection but did not order the shooting because of Feng Yeling. First, he wanted to find Feng Zhenyue through Feng Yeling and force the latter to submit, and secondly, he still did not give up possession of Feng Yeling.

Ling is the most beautiful woman in the world, so Feng Yeling used herself as a bet, which can be said to have hit Zhang Zhongjie's target.

Although Feng Yeling got himself a chance to fight alone, Lan Qiao was heartbroken - he couldn't afford to lose this battle!

Considering that Zhang Zhongjie might regret it later, he not only had to win this battle, but also had to kill Zhang Zhongjie before it was over. No matter what, he would never let Feng Yeling fall into the hands of this beast.

Even if it costs your life.

The sword in the night sky slowly unsheathed, reflecting a stunning light under the firelight.

Zhang Zhongjie waved his silver spear, and suddenly a dragon came out of the sea and attacked first.

Lanqiao stands on a narrow mountain ridge, with bottomless cliffs to its left and right. It can be said that there is no way to hide or retreat. He gritted his teeth and drew an arc diagonally with the Night Sky Sword, slashing it just right.

On the tip of Zhang Zhongjie's silver gun.

The internal force of the two people collided and both of them were shocked. Lan Qiao took half a step back, but Zhang Zhongjie only shook his upper body. Zhang Zhongjie took a step forward without stopping, and the gun body turned around and swept towards Lan Qiao with the tail of the gun.

Lan Qiao stood firm with his legs separated in front and back, and the Night Sky Sword slashed at the middle of Zhang Zhongjie's silver spear.

"Dang!" The gun and sword clashed again, and Lan Qiao was frustrated for the second time and took half a step back.

His Qi cultivation is not weak in nature, but today he returned to Qingzhou City in front of him, and in the series of battles behind him, all kinds of incidents have already exhausted his strength. How can he defeat Zhang Zhongjie, who is recharging his energy and waiting for work?

Lan Qiao knew that the situation was not good and did not want to continue the stalemate with Zhang Zhongjie. He took the initiative to change and used the "Wind and Cloud Surge" move. Two sword lights came out one after another and struck Zhang Zhongjie's left wrist.

Compared with other moves in the Nine Breaking Dawn Moves such as "Clouds Steaming and Xia Wei", "Xia Man Dongfang", "Skylight Appears" and "Morning Glow Like Practice", this move "Wind and Cloud Surge" is famous for its speed.

The use of the enemy's moves in the gaps can often defeat the enemy's counter-defense and turn into an attack.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Zhongjie's eyes, and the shadow of the silver spear flashed. He blocked the first sword with a "dang" sound, but was broken into the shadow of the spear by Lan Qiao's second sword, which followed closely.

Seeing that the blow was successful, Lan Qiao was pleasantly surprised. He quickly activated his energy and flew forward, hoping to defeat the enemy with one sword.

A strange sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Zhongjie's mouth, and he suddenly ducked to the side, dodging Lan Qiao's sword in the blink of an eye.

This is the difference between the advantages and disadvantages of the terrain between the two. If Zhang Zhongjie wants to attack Lanqiao, Lanqiao can't avoid it by standing on the narrow mountain ridge. But in turn, if Lanqiao attacks Zhang Zhongjie, the terrain under Zhang Zhongjie's feet is spacious and he can't avoid it.

It's easy to move around with ease.

However, just this slight difference can make a huge difference.

When Zhang Zhongjie saw Lan Qiao following the sword but to no avail, he flipped his silver spear to the ground and swept it towards him. At this moment, Lan Qiao had lost his center of gravity and was swept to the ground by Zhang Zhongjie.

After Lan Qiao fell to the ground, he rolled over and tried to get up again. Zhang Zhongjie threw the silver gun aside with a grin, took out a shining short knife from somewhere, and swung his arm to chop down Lan Qiao like raindrops.

With blood splattering, Lan Qiao clutched his head and rolled on the ground. Zhang Zhongjie chased him and stabbed him thirteen times. Although none of the cuts were fatal, his body was covered with bruises and he could no longer stand up.

He lost.

Feng Yeling bought him a duel opportunity with his life, but he lost.

Lan Qiao has experienced countless duels, big and small, in his life. There has never been a duel as important as this one, so important that it affects the lives of millions of people.

However, he lost in the end.

Nothing can be done.

The wounds all over his body were in severe pain. Lan Qiao buried his head deeply in the snow, not daring to look at Zhang Zhongjie, and even more embarrassed to look at Feng Yeling. The deep shame swallowed him up, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen next.

What is about to happen, I only regret not being able to die at the hands of Zhang Zhongjie just now.

Seeing his victory, Zhang Zhongjie's men all cheered. Zhang Zhongjie gracefully made an "invite" gesture to Feng Yeling, not inviting you to enter the urn, but leading you through the door.

Feng Yeling's eyes were dim, her head lowered and she bit her lip tightly. She reached out to hold her hair that was blown by the wind and snow, tied it carefully with a hair rope, and then walked slowly towards Zhang Zhongjie with light steps.

The twenty soldiers put away their crossbows and arrows, some laughed ambiguously, some whistled, and some simply stared at Feng Yeling's beautiful body and commented.

Zhang Zhongjie opened his arms and said with a smile: "Sister Ling."

Feng Yeling responded vaguely, turning her pretty eyes to the side shyly. Zhang Zhongjie was even more delighted when her little daughter's attitude caught her eyes.

Seeing that Feng Yeling was about to walk into Zhang Zhongjie's arms, a pair of jade hands suddenly flashed. She didn't know when she took out the pair of short thorns taken from the ancestral map from her sleeves, and without hesitation, she pointed at Zhang Zhongjie's arms.

Prick the chest.

"General, be careful!" When the soldiers realized something was wrong, they all shouted in horror.

"Bitch!" Zhang Zhongjie was furious knowing that he had been deceived. But at this moment, he opened his arms and left his chest unprotected. In desperation, he had no choice but to fly up with one leg and press his knee against Feng Yeling's delicate lower abdomen.

Knocked her out.

The short thorn in Feng Yeling's hand fell out of her hand, and her body fell heavily to the ground. Zhang Zhongjie was still angry, stepped forward and grabbed her hair, and then gave her another crisp slap in the face, his eyes blazing with fire:

"Bitches can't be taught!"

Although Feng Yeling was beaten, she looked at him without showing any signs of weakness: "Kill me if you can, and see if I will frown!"

Zhang Zhongjie was waiting to fight again when he suddenly heard someone in the distance shouting: "Brother Zhang, wait a minute!"

Zhang Zhongjie was slightly startled. He looked up and saw another person slowly walking up the narrow mountain ridge. This person was dressed as a Confucian scholar, wearing a scholar's turban on his head and holding a bamboo fan. Although he was walking in a dangerous place,

But still carefree and contented, it was Zhu Xuan.

"Zhu Xuan?" Zhang Zhongjie put down Feng Yeling, looked up and down at Zhu Xuan, the uninvited guest, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Xuan smiled but did not answer, and asked leisurely: "Brother Zhang, you and I first met in the eldest lady's boudoir. At that time, you started to pursue the eldest lady, but I always tried to undermine you. Brother Zhang, did you ever treat me like this?"

How dissatisfied are you?"

Zhang Zhongjie snorted with a nasal tone and said: "A little bit."

Zhu Xuan sighed softly and said: "At that time, I was hostile to Brother Zhang because I also had evil thoughts towards the eldest lady, so I didn't want Brother Zhang to get there first."

Zhang Zhongjie stared into Zhu Xuan's eyes, laughed for a while and said: "You are quite candid."

"It's ridiculous to think about it." Zhu Xuan waved his bamboo fan and shook his head slightly. "I didn't expect that I have been jealous of Brother Zhang for so long, but in the end I was succeeded by such an unknown brat." As he said,

He pointed at Lan Qiao, who fell to the ground.

Just as Lan Qiao struggled to say "I didn't," Feng Yeling was the first to respond: "So what? You are a hypocritical gentleman and a beast in clothes. I am really blind to let you hang around for so long."

Zhu Xuan was not angry even after being scolded. He pointed at the Night Sky Sword in Lan Qiao's hand and said: "Brother Zhang, please look at this. I bought this sword with a huge favor in the capital. I thought I could make the eldest lady smile and win it."

I had some good feelings, but I didn't expect that she would give it to this new servant and tell me to get out of Qingzhou in front of him. If it were Brother Zhang, would Brother Zhang be able to swallow it?"

"I can't swallow it." Zhang Zhongjie said with a faint smile, "If it were me, I would definitely come back for revenge."

"That's right." Zhu Xuan looked murderous, raised his hands to Zhang Zhongjie, and said: "So I want to ask for a favor from Brother Zhang. I wonder if Brother Zhang can let me deal with these bitches for Brother Zhang?"

"This..." Zhang Zhongjie hesitated for a moment, and then thought secretly. Now that Feng Yeling is determined not to obey him, he will have no choice but to destroy her if he can't get her. Zhu Xuan must avenge his grudges, it seems.

If you can get help from someone who is worth using, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort in managing the Wenchang Marquis Mansion in the future.

Zhang Zhongjie then thought again. After Feng Yeling died, her father Feng Zhenyue, the top expert in the world, would definitely seek revenge. It would be better for Zhu Xuan to shoulder this debt for him. He was not worried about what would happen.

Surprisingly, even if Zhu Xuan couldn't handle it cleanly, he could still make up for it without any mistakes.

After only a moment, Zhang Zhongjie showed a smile again and said easily: "If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please, Brother Zhu."

"Happy!" Zhu Xuan leaned over, hugged Feng Yeling's body and said, "I have saved Brother Zhang from the bad reputation of being a ruthless man who destroys flowers. How can Brother Zhang thank me?" He said and turned around,
To be continued...