Behind Li Zhufeng, there were eighteen strong men standing over eight feet tall. They were generally older.
Ranging from thirty-five to fifty-five years old.
Although he is no longer in his prime, his martial arts energy and blood are extremely astonishing.
It seemed that Jia Taisui was inexplicably excited and eager to try.
These people are all brothers who followed Li Zhufeng in the Northern Xinjiang. They all died!
Especially one of the one-armed old men, who looked like he was dying and might belch at any moment.
But those eyes were not cloudy at all. Instead, when they were opened, they burst with light, making people dare not look directly at them!
At his waist, there was a broken knife, which was even slightly rusty.
But this person alone feels the most dangerous to Jia Taisui, just like a dozing lion. Once he gets serious, he will choose others to devour him!
Li Zhufeng saw that his son was fascinated, so he took the initiative to step forward and said: "Why don't you call someone, this is you Yang Shibo."
"Back then in Northern Xinjiang, if it hadn't been for him, your father and I wouldn't have been able to come back."
As he spoke, Li Zhufeng glanced at Yang Que's empty sleeves, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"Why are you saying this in front of the child?" Yang Que glared at Li Zhufeng, looked at Li Changkong, tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and tried to appear as kind as possible: "Little Changkong, in the blink of an eye
It only takes so long to grow so big."
"I think back then, when I still had this arm, I hugged you."
Facing such a master, Li Changkong appeared extremely well-behaved. He bowed respectfully and said Yang Shibo.
He doesn't have the airs of a fifth-grade General Anbei at all.
Some people recognize this fifth-grade general, but for a true desperado, it doesn’t matter who you are. If you piss me off, even if you are the emperor, I will draw your sword and kill him. I want you to know what an ordinary man’s anger is.
, blood spattered five steps.
The feeling Yang Que gave Li Changkong in front of him was that he was not this kind of person, but he was better than this kind of person.
"What a good boy." Yang Que had a look of relief on his face and touched his whole body, as if he wanted to take out a greeting gift, but after touching for a long time, he couldn't find half of it.
After all, his little military pay may not even be enough for his daily drinking. If he hadn't relied on Li Zhufeng to support him, I'm afraid... he wouldn't even be able to support himself, so where would he have the money to buy gifts?
However, even if you try to make it look like it, it won’t start but end at the end.
So he could only lament and said: "It's a pity that you kid can't practice martial arts, otherwise I would have to leave all my skills to you."
"In this way, if you want anything next time you go on an expedition, just tell Yang Shibo and Yang Shibo will definitely get it for you."
"Shibo, are you serious about what you said?" Li Changkong's eyes were bright.
"That's natural. Once a man says something, it's hard to follow him!"
"Okay, my nephew doesn't want anything else. He only wants the heads of the Beiyuan Dog. The more the better! I wonder if Yang Shibo can satisfy my nephew's wish?"
When Yang Que heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, patted Li Zhufeng on the shoulder and said, "Old Li, you gave birth to a good son!"
"Don't worry, Changkong. You, Yang Shibo, will definitely kill him when he goes out for the next battle! You can have as many heads as you want from this Beiyuan dog!"
"Then Changkong is here, thank you Yang Shibo in advance."
Yang Que heard the words and smiled. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jia Taisui, who was fighting high-spiritedly. He looked up and down a few times, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You can practice martial arts to such an extent at such a young age.
It’s rare.”
"Why, looking at you like this, do you want to ask the old man for advice?"
Hearing this, Jia Taisui nodded, clenched the silver halberd in his hand, and said firmly: "I hope my senior can give me some advice."
When Yang Que heard this, he smiled: "Okay, I'll live in the third house from south to north in Nanhe Lane. You can come anytime you want to be beaten. But for now, let's get down to business first."
"Thank you, senior!" Jia Taisui was still full of fighting spirit and had already made up his mind to compete with senior Yang more often in the future.
To be a bit conceited, since he started practicing martial arts, no one among his peers has ever given him a slight sense of oppression.
And even among elders, not many can bring him a deep sense of oppression.
In this capital city, he knew only two.
One is the Presidential Leader of the 50,000 Imperial Guards, Ji Ling!
This is almost the strongest martial arts master in Da Qianming. It is certain that he is better than him.
The second one is Zhang Xun, Duke of Dingguo!
This noble leader, the only one who was awarded the title of Duke based on his military exploits, has unfathomable martial arts strength.
The martial arts strength of these two people is far superior to his, so they can bring him considerable pressure.
And today, there is one more such person.
It’s the one-armed sword-breaker in front of me!
While thinking, Jia Taisui glanced at Li Zhufeng calmly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
If Marquis Wuling had not experienced that incident, he should be one of them.
It's just...things in the world are unpredictable! Bei Yuan Dog is really hateful!
"Okay, no more greetings, let's set off first, otherwise it would be a joke if we let the tomb robber escape." Li Zhufeng said.
"Okay, then let's go!"
Afterwards, a group of more than ten people quietly left the Wulinghou Mansion and headed towards the Li family cemetery on the outskirts of Qiandu City.
Next to Li Changkong was a masked man in black, who was none other than Prince Liu Yu.
After all, it was a palace that was sneaked out secretly, so it would be inappropriate if he didn't put on a decent outfit.
"Lao Zhang, when you start taking action later, remember to stay behind me. Your body is fragile and you won't need a beating." Liu Yu said.
Hearing this, Zhang Han looked helpless and said: "Your Highness, do you think it is our turn to take action with this posture?"
"If nothing else, Senior Yang alone can take down the tomb robbers alone."
"That's right." Liu Yu asked for his own displeasure, stopped talking, and hurried on.
Not long after, the group arrived at the Li family cemetery.
When the night watchman and Butler Yang saw this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, are you here?"
"Well, are the tomb robbers coming?"
"Not yet, but according to Zhang Dan, he should be coming." Zhang Dan is the night watchman at the Li family cemetery.
"Okay, let's set up an ambush first, and when the time comes, we'll catch him in a jar!"
"It's easy to say! If this person is just an ordinary tomb robber, that's all. Just be afraid. He is a master invited by some people for this purpose!" Yang Que said.
"Well, these days, my Li family has been too popular, and it is inevitable that I will be targeted."
"But I can't believe that these bastards are tempted to play dirty tricks. They don't dare to use the knife openly, but they dare to dig up people's ancestral graves behind their backs. They really are nothing." Li Zhufeng said angrily.
"Without further ado, let's lay an ambush around the cemetery and wait for the tomb robbers to come!"