Zhang Yange holds a pen and dances like dragons and phoenixes.
Pei Nanwei beside her had a pair of beautiful eyes full of admiration.
The last time she traveled around the world, she heard Xu Fengnian often joke about Zhang Yange's mediocre calligraphy.
She had also seen Zhang Yange's handwriting in Huang Baozhuang's carriage. The handwriting at that time was indeed ordinary, but his handwriting felt very sharp.
But looking at Zhang Yange's running script, official script, and small regular script now, Pei Nanwei feels that there are few people in the world who can write better than him.
He has only been practicing calligraphy for a few months.
The door of the small courtyard was pushed open by Xu Fengnian. Just like in the original work, Xu Fengnian killed the fifth tapir in Tibing Mountain in Beimang, but he was not in a good mood either, and his green hair turned to white hair.
"Yan Ge! Brother is back!"
Zhang Yange stopped writing and Xu Fengnian rushed in without any courtesy.
"Oh, you are busy." Xu Fengnian smiled.
Pei Nanwei was stunned for a moment when he saw Xu Fengnian with white hair.
Zhang Yange looked at it and said, "Have you met that female dragon? How could you be so vain?"
Xu Fengnian glared at him angrily, "Don't expose anyone's scars! I'm going to kill someone."
"I know." Zhang Yange nodded.
Nangong was also in place outside the door, and with Xu Fengnian, there was also his Feng Ziying.
"Yan Ge, I'm afraid of Chen Zhibao's side..." Xu Fengnian probably guessed who would stop Chen Zhibao.
"I will go too," Zhang Yange said.
"That's no problem." Xu Fengnian nodded reassuringly. "Yan Ge, brother, I have nothing to repay. Either you promise me your life, and I will lie here now..."
Pei Nanwei was dumbfounded as he watched the Northern Liang prince really push his butt out.
Zhang Yange kicked him out of the door and chased him out.
Xu Fengnian rolled and crawled, got up and ran away.
"You don't really like Xu Jinghua, do you?" Nangong asked without knowing what he was thinking. "Or do you really like men?"
"Why do you have to lie down?" Zhang Yange asked with a cold snort.
Nangong immediately gritted her teeth. She felt that she really couldn't beat this bastard, otherwise she would have to make him look good.
Finally, she glared at Zhang Yange and left with Xu Fengnian.
Zhang Yange returned to the room, and Pei Nanwei took the initiative to help him put away his pen and paper.
Zhang Yange was ready to set out with his sword.
Song Nianqing is Xu Fengnian's back-up man. If Xu Fengnian and Nangong really lose to Yang Taisui, Song Nianqing will take action.
This was something he took the initiative to ask Xu Xiao for. After all, Dongyue Jianchi had completely turned to Beiliang now, so there was no need to be half-hearted.
One person and one horse in the wind and sand, with the plum wine in hand.
The man who didn't like drinking took off his water bag from his waist and took a sip.
Among the Liyang Dynasty’s armies, who ranks first in military force?
Originally, most people said that General Gu Jiantang was more powerful. After Chen Zhibao fought against Beimang Hong Jingyan and the Tongren Patriarch twice, he became the well-deserved new Spear Immortal, vaguely surpassing Gu Jiantang who had extraordinary swordsmanship.
Chen Zhibao stopped his horse and turned around to look.
A small group of sparse cavalry followed, and the horses under their crotches were already exhausted from the long-distance pursuit. The woman with the sword in the lead had dried blood all over her body. The bitter smile at the corner of Chen Zhibao's mouth disappeared in the blink of an eye...
He turned the horse's head and threw the water bag lightly, but it was a pity that she did not catch it.
The two were fifty steps apart.
Chen Zhibao smiled and said, "With your interception and killing skills without regard to physical strength, even two thousand cavalry may not be able to stop me."
The woman who had not slept for two days and nights said coldly, "The six hundred iron pagodas sent by Dian Xiongzhu and the eight hundred crossbowmen sent by Wei Fucheng are both dead. They are really promising. They are all wearing Beimang armor."
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Chen Zhibao said softly: "Whatever I did to kill them, they didn't react. It's just that they happened to appear in the west."
It’s just a domain.”
Xu Weixiong took a calm breath.
Chen Zhibao was not in a hurry to make any move, he still reined in his horse and stopped, pointing the end of his spear at the yellow sand under the horse's hooves, "I didn't expect you to come, otherwise there would be no need to do this."
Xu Weixiong asked bluntly, "Are you really going to betray Beiliang?!"
Chen Zhibao tilted his head slightly and asked, "Who said that?"
One man, one horse and one spear, but he has the momentum of thousands of troops.
Xu Weixiong was no longer prepared to speak, and spoke softly, while the ancient sword behind his back continued to tremble.
Chen Zhibao still showed no sign of lifting the spear, "When I was a child, I didn't want my father to die for my adoptive father, but he went anyway without saying a word and taking sixty-two Chen family members to the death.
The second time, I didn't want His Royal Highness to refuse to go to Beijing to be the prince consort and enjoy wealth and wealth, so he didn't go.
Last time, I didn't want him to return from Beimang to Beiliang alive, but he survived.
This time, I don’t want to see you, but here you are. I, Chen Zhibao, have defeated the enemy, but I can never win the destiny.”
Chen Zhibao finally lifted the plum wine stick up, making the cavalry behind Xu Weixiong feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"I haven't done anything in these years. I think my adoptive father will slowly die of old age as the King of Northern Liang.
Now, I still don’t want to be that unfaithful and unjust rebellious minister, so even though I knew that His Highness the Crown Prince traveled three times, I still stood by and watched. The last time I didn’t want to do anything, it seems that it happened again.”
Chen Zhibao bent down and took out a gun tip from the bag, and inserted it into the incomplete plum wine.
He finally said slowly, "The maid named Qingniao in Wutong Courtyard is the daughter of Gun Immortal Wang Xiu, I know.
The instant gun was left in the arsenal, and I knew it.
She was trained to be a dead warrior, and she will be used specifically to kill me in the future. I still know it all. Xu Weixiong, since you are the dead warrior who has been hiding for more than 20 years, I, Chen Zhibao, will let you die today. After all,
The last man you saw before your death was me.
I will take your body to Western Shu and be the Princess of Shu for ten years."
As soon as he finished speaking, plum wine pointed at his beloved woman!
A figure passed by in the distance.
Chen Zhibao seemed to have been prepared, and stabbed the plum wine lightly in his hand.
There was a distance of ten feet between the two of them, and a magnificent energy came straight towards Zhang Yange.
Zhang Yange had no intention of stopping, and his whole body was shining with golden light.
It crashed directly into Xu Zhibao's spear!
The trees along the way were shattered, and Zhang Yange arrived in front of Xu Zhibao after a moment.
"Sorry for being late." Zhang Yange said to Xu Weixiong.
Seeing Zhang Yange coming, Xu Weixiong felt relieved from the bottom of his heart.
"Confucian sage?" Zhang Yange looked at Chen Zhibao.
The two of them have met only a handful of times, and this is the first time they have spoken.
Chen Zhibao did not expect that Zhang Yange could see his true identity at a glance.
This white-clothed war immortal, who no one in the world knew had quietly become a saint, picked up the stick of plum wine filled with purple energy and calmly looked at Tiemenguan, "I originally thought of that, and killed the python and the dragon together.
, and then went to Shu alone, which makes sense to everyone.