The leader of Tiangang jumped out of the circle and glared at Feng Jueyu fiercely. Tonight's battle left a deep impression on him. The astonishing killing methods that Feng Jueyu showed just now can be described as art.
Such a person is actually hiding inside the Mu Jiajun. The information of the intelligence department has been greatly failed. After returning, we must severely punish those bastards who did not do things well.
At this moment, shouts of killing were heard on the river bank. Needless to say, the team of ten killers had been discovered and most likely could not escape. However, the killer leader was not worried. They had already prepared for failure before they came.
If the plan fails, the person caught will immediately commit suicide without saying a word about the Gold and Silver Society and this operation.
His eyes stayed on Feng Jueyu for the longest time. The killer leader wanted to go over and kill Feng Jueyu several times, but finally endured it.
Yang Huaiyi was not a decoration. Although he was seriously injured, there were dozens of Mu Jiajun soldiers beside him.
In addition, the mysterious man's methods also left him unclear about the details.
Although he seems to have no real energy, he is very experienced in killing people. Even if he has been a killer for thirty years, he cannot compare with him.
This man is simply the epitome of a killer.
Let's go.
The leader of Tiangang shook his head feebly, took out a loud arrow and shot it. Then he reached out and flicked a corpse on the ground and walked away.
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"puff!"
When the crisis was over, Yang Huaiyi spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The soldiers ran over and helped him up.
Yang Huaiyi said: "Zhao Hu, take people to the river bank to clean up and see if there are any survivors. Contact the people from the government and we will get on the boat immediately."
"Zhang Long, ask your people to check around. If there are any survivors, bring them to the ship. Remember to prevent them from committing suicide."
After successive orders were issued, all the soldiers became busy. Several young soldiers gathered around and bandaged the wounds of their brothers. Some people gathered the bodies of their dead brothers around. These soldiers who were loyal to the country must not expose their bodies.
The wilderness needs to be taken back and buried in splendor.
After a while, Mu Qianjun rushed over with a silver gun. He frowned when he saw the corpses on the ground.
All the soldiers had returned at this time and looked at Major General Mu Qianjun with sadness in their eyes.
"Major General." Yang Huaiyi knelt down regardless of his injuries: "My subordinates are incompetent. This time I was caught in an enemy ambush. 15 of the 50 brothers in the Silver Spear Battalion died and 8 were injured. The entire army was almost wiped out. Please punish me."
All the soldiers knelt down. These hard-blooded men could not bear such a blow and took the blame on themselves.
Mu Qianjun closed his eyes and sighed: "You are not to blame for this. It's because we underestimated the enemy's intentions. Let's all get up."
"General." Yang Huaiyi clasped his fists tremblingly and said, "If it hadn't been for this young master this time, the supplies would have been destroyed long ago."
"Huh?" Mu Qianjun glanced at it and found Feng Jueyu standing nearby wondering what he was thinking. Although Yang Huaiyi did not explain what happened before, he looked at the brothers of the Silver Spear Battalion who had always been conceited.
Feng Jueyu's eyes showed admiration and gratitude, and Mu Qianjun understood immediately. It turned out that the survival of the people he brought was all due to him?
Mu Qianjun is an upright man, Silver Spear Camp is his hard work, and everyone is his brother. Facing the person who saved his brother, what else can he feel except gratitude.
"Brother Feng." Mu Qianjun walked over...
Feng Jueyu was thinking about the Gold and Silver Society when he saw Mu Qianjun coming and nodded.
"Brother Mu won?"
Mu Qianjun smiled ashamedly and said, "I didn't lose."
Feng Jueyu chuckled and didn't answer. If he didn't lose, he probably wouldn't win either. That Yan Wuming did have two skills. If there was a chance to learn from each other, Feng Jueyu thought.
Mu Qianjun hesitated to speak, looked at Feng Jueyu blankly, and said after a long time: "I don't want to say thank you for the great kindness. At the moment, Mu has something important to do and cannot thank Brother Feng for his great kindness. Please tell Brother Feng the address of his residence.
When Mu comes back in the future, he will definitely come to thank you."
Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "It's a small effort, so why bother? Brother Mu is out of sight."
With that said, Feng Jueyu approached Mu Qianjun and whispered a few words. Mu Qianjun was stunned after hearing this, and then burst into laughter: "Brother Feng, you are so..., you really don't know what to say."
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Feng Jueyu said: "It's better not to let too many people know about this trivial matter. Feng doesn't want to be chased by people asking questions. It's annoying just thinking about it."
Mu Qianjun kept shaking his head and sighed: "Although Mu doesn't understand why Brother Feng is like this, he believes that Brother Feng has Brother Feng's plan. In this case, please rest assured, Brother Feng, what happened today would have happened without you opening your mouth."
It will definitely rot in the stomachs of the Mu family soldiers."
"Thank you very much, then." Feng Jueyu bowed and said, "Then Feng will thank you first. It's getting late, so I won't delay Brother Mu's departure."
"Okay, we'll see you later." Mu Qianjun nodded.
Yang Huaiyi, Zhao Hu, and Zhang Long looked at each other and stepped forward one after another.
At this time, the remaining thirty or so soldiers saved their lives only because of Feng Jueyu's appearance, and they were only moved by Feng Jueyu.
"Bang bang bang"
More than thirty soldiers knelt on the ground in unison, and led by Yang Huaiyi said in unison: "Master Feng's great kindness and virtue will be borne in mind by the Silver Spear Battalion."
An iron-blooded soldier, with an iron-blooded momentum and an iron-blooded character, no matter how cold Feng Jueyu's heart is, he can't help but be moved by it at this time.
Nodding silently, Feng Jueyu said: "You are all bloody men. Feng is very happy to get to know you. I hope you can return victoriously this time. Take care."
After saying that, Feng Jueyu walked away on the green grass on the river bank...
He is not a mother-in-law kind of person. Although he has formed a deep friendship with these iron-blooded soldiers during the war, he does not have much nostalgia for them.
Men, just keep some things in your heart. You don’t have to say them out. It’s enough to understand each other tacitly...
Looking at Feng Jueyu's lonely and elegant back, the hearts of the soldiers of the Mu family army could not be calm for a long time...
From the moment they received the mission in Xijiang, they knew that this trip was full of dangers, and if they didn't do anything right, they would never be able to return to that land.
And this mission was indeed extremely dangerous, and some of them were even prepared to sacrifice themselves. But in the end, it was only because of the appearance of this talented and talented young man that they escaped death.
Not only that, facing the powerful killer alliance of the Gold and Silver Association, Feng Jueyu actually used almost sharp means to come back and win, minimizing the heavy price this time.
It can be said that this mission was successfully completed precisely because of Feng Jueyu.
Even a great victory...
Mu Qianjun looked at it for a while, took a deep breath, and his expression became extremely solemn. It was not until the lonely figure disappeared at the foot of Lianlang Mountain that he said in a commanding tone: "Listen, everything about Mr. Feng will be dealt with."
I am rotten to the core. Without my order, whoever dares to say a word will be punished by military law."
"yes……"
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Returning to the shore of Xilin Lake from the foot of Lianlang Mountain, Feng Jueyu felt physically and mentally exhausted. It is said that this skin has been almost transformed by the two energies of life and death. Killing a few people should not be so tiring. After some thinking, Feng Jueyu
Finally found the crux.
I still haven’t mastered the art of impermanence of life and death. In just one night, too much death energy was consumed. The Hong Yuan spirit energy in the Hong Yuan space could not be replenished in time, resulting in a depletion of the Dantian. The two energy of life and death in the meridians were too scarce, leading to fatigue.
feeling.
Therefore, Feng Jueyu returned directly to Shangguan Mansion without going anywhere else.
This incident triggered Feng Jueyu's emphasis on force. In Taixuan Continent, without strong skills, there is no ability to protect oneself, so practicing the magical skill of impermanence of life and death must be put on the agenda.
The Spring Talent Fair is still in full swing. After a night of sublimation, the songs and poems sung on Xilin Lake have spread all over the imperial capital like snow flakes. Late at night, there is a couplet and poem competition in the most lively Xilin Square.
The poetry competition has kicked off. Since three days, talented people and beauties from all over the country have gathered, and poems passed down from word of mouth have been excerpted into new poetry collections.
Among them, the poems of the mysterious and unknown son No. 138 were included in the first chapter of the poetry collection of this gifted scholar gathering, especially among world-famous talents and beauties such as Xi Ruiyun, Sima Ruyu, Ma Yuanru, and Shang Gongjin.
, becoming the most mysterious and essential part of the entire Talent Association.
All the literati, from the Wenyuan Palace and the University Hall to the book schools and poetry workshops, are vying to spread the poems written by Feng Jueyu in exchange for wine, especially the poem "Xia Ke Xing", which seems to have become the final song of the gifted scholars at that time.
swan song...
It was another restless night. The Talent Fair was unprecedentedly grand and busy at the same time. Scholars and bachelors from various schools were all frantically looking for the unknown young man from Ship 138. However, after a night of inquiring, not only did they not get anything.
Regarding the information about the 138 boat, even the two women who supported the boat can no longer be found as if they have disappeared from the world. This has left many literati and poets vaguely lost.
The Talent Fair is unprecedentedly popular, and the Shangguan Mansion is even more uneasy. There is not a single person in the quiet courtyard. The servants are waiting for the return of the masters in their rooms, but the important figures in the Shangguan Mansion have gone to attend the Talent Fair, which looks huge.
There are very few people in Shangguan Mansion.
In Shangguan Lingyun's study, accompanied by Wang Tong, a game of chess was placed on the tea table. The old man was playing chess, his brows filled with worry. From time to time he raised his head to look at the moonlight, as if he was waiting for something...
On the other side, the freight dock was brightly lit, and nearly a hundred masters of Qi cultivation either openly or covertly surrounded the Shangguan family's warehouse and dock with three floors inside.
Shangguan Ruomeng, Shangguan Tengfeng, Xing'er just sat on the boat, saying nothing...
For a long time, a firework bloomed in the sky dozens of miles away. Unlike the large group of fireworks and firecrackers above Xilin Square, this firework flashed away...
Although the fireworks are not brilliant, the hidden facts behind them made the three people on the boat extremely happy...
"It's safe. Ran Bo and Major General Mu have finally reunited." Shangguan Ruomeng breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and he fell down on his seat...