Chapter 572 "Welcome Governor Zhao!"
"What are you looking at me for?"
Zhao Duan met everyone's strange gazes and asked with a smile.
Several people remained silent, their minds still recalling everything that had just happened in the blink of an eye.
The situation, which was originally precarious, was completely reversed by Zhao Duan in a short breath.
Not only did he kill Kong Zhu with his own hands, but even Guang Yuan's death was clearly caused by Zhao Du'an.
The strangest thing is that in such a hurry, no one understood how Zhao Duan did it.
"Didn't you...become possessed by the Dragon Girl in your dream? By the way, where is the Dragon Girl?"
Yuxiu raised her wrist, recalled the jade flying sword, and looked around vigilantly.
In her opinion, Zhao Duan was not able to deal with a wild god of this level.
This is also the reason why she didn't come to rescue just now.
Even with Yuxiu's abilities, she lacked the ability to save him.
"Oh, you mean that wild god..." Zhao Duan exhaled and smiled, "I think it can be said that I have subdued him for the time being."
In the last floor of the Dream Tower, Pei Niannu fought with the Dragon Girl and successfully sealed her in a lotus.
The last scene before Zhao Duan left the dream was Pei Niannu throwing the Qinglian to him.
After he finished speaking, he tried to clench his left hand. Strands of light gathered in his palm and condensed into an illusory blue lotus woven by Buddha's light, swaying in the night.
But compared to the beginning, the petals of the green lotus have now turned into the shape of dragon scales, and in the heart of the lotus, there is a pocket-sized "pond", in which a thumb-sized silver-haired dragon girl is rolling and swimming.
At this moment, half of his body came out, and he raised his translucent little face and looked at Zhao Duan.
But in its cold, divine eyes, there was a hint of closeness.
"this……"
When they saw the Dragon Girl appear, Yuxiu, Jinjian and others changed their expressions and turned around in unison, facing away from Zhao Duan.
Avoid looking into the eyes of the Dragon Girl.
Only Zhong Pan looked at them speechlessly and said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, since Zhao Duan can command wild gods, he won't hurt you."
Then, Zhong Pan raised his eyes to look at the Buddha Light Blue Lotus and sighed:
“Wild gods like the Dragon Girl can enter people’s dreams and don’t need to exist in the outside world.
The box just now is its shelter in the outside world.
Because it has been fed by the Shenlong Temple for many years, it has already developed Buddha nature. Now it can merge with your Qinglian and join this place. It is truly a gift from heaven and earth and a coincidence. I am afraid that the Qinglian now has more wonderful uses.
I remember that the Blue Lotus blessed by the Buddha could not be revealed to the outside world, but after being integrated with this wild god, it can be taken by you...
However, once you have subdued the wild god, you should not drive it frequently to prevent it from escaping.
After you have raised it for a long time and become more familiar with this wild god, you will be able to control it with ease."
Zhao Duan listened carefully and tried to touch the dragon girl with his fingers, but before he could touch her, the dragon girl seemed to be frightened and plunged into the halo of the green lotus's heart with a "plop", refusing to come out again.
He spread his palms, letting the green lotus disappear and return to his body, and bowed respectfully to the little Taoist priest:
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for clearing up my confusion!"
I also feel emotional in my heart.
There are more and more strange things in my body now... The "Dragon Soul" that has been sleeping and seems to be dead, Pei Niannu who has independent consciousness, and now there is a wild god...
He suddenly thought of Gongshu Tianyuan and the wild god "fox fairy" in the big bamboo tube he carried on his back all day.
Now that I think about it, Gongshu Tianyuan carried the fox fairy on his back every day just to get closer to the wild god, right?
"No need to thank me, I should be the one feeling ashamed."
Zhong Pan shook his head, a look of shame appearing on his naturally ferocious face. He slung the crimson sword behind his back and sighed:
"It nearly put you in danger."
Zhao Duan, who has high emotional intelligence, smiled playfully and skipped the topic:
"Brother, you're joking. If it weren't for your help, I would have been killed by those bald guys long ago. Hey, where's the temple-guarding divine tiger? Did you kill it?"
Zhong Pan extended his broad right hand, the palm of which was branded with the black mark of a tiger, and explained:
"The wild god is also a god and cannot be killed. I am afraid of letting the tiger go back to the mountains, so I have temporarily sealed it in my body and will find a way to deal with it later."
Zhao Duan suddenly realized something, slapped his head, reached into his arms, took out the silver scroll, poured out a pile of bottles and jars, and distributed them to everyone:
"This fight has consumed a lot of energy. Quickly recuperate and recover. Next, we have to capture Xu Jingtang."
A fight may seem slow, but it is actually very fast.
It wasn't long since they left Prince Huai's Mansion.
However, this battle caused a lot of noise, and many people living near the city were awakened and hid in their houses, not daring to show their heads.
Given the control that Prince Mu’s Palace has over Jingchuan Town, it won’t be long before they learn of the changes here.
Therefore, Zhao Duan and his team did not have much time left.
Everyone was not polite and immediately divided the pills and swallowed them to recover their fighting strength as soon as possible.
There wasn't much else in the palace armory, but it was rich in all kinds of elixirs.
He stockpiled a large number of them before leaving Beijing.
Zhao Duan fed himself a pill, feeling the pill sliding down his esophagus, his Qi sea boiling again, gradually filling up. He breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground, regulating his breathing, and said to himself with self-mockery:
"But this battle also has its benefits. If these monks were with Xu Jingtang, a group of monks, plus the masters around Xu Jingtang, we might really be defeated... Now that we have eliminated them individually, the number of people left by Xu Jingtang will inevitably be greatly reduced."
Everyone thought it made sense and felt relieved.
Considering that the war is still going on at the front line, Prince Mu's Mansion must have mobilized a large number of experts to the front line, and also sent a group to escort supplies and withdraw to Yunfu.
The defensive forces around Xu Jingtang were destined to be weak.
They even thought that the capture and kill process might be extremely smooth.
“Dang!”
Jin Jian came over and threw the heavy alms bowl to Zhao Duan. The young priestess picked up the broken glasses and put them on her nose with some heartache, saying:
"The spoils are yours."
This is the magic weapon of diabolo.
At the last moment, I threw it at her, but she picked it up.
Huh? Has the money-grubber changed? She doesn't even want something this valuable? Zhao Duan looked at her in surprise.
Jin Jian, wearing cracked glasses, raised his chin, snorted proudly, and said confidently:
"Change it into money for me!"
After a pause, he added, "I only take what I deserve!"
“…”
Okay, you're worthy of me... Zhao Duan almost couldn't hold it in anymore. He didn't know what was going on in this guy's little head every day. He seemed to be willing to risk his life for money...
Zhao Duan was not polite, he put away the bowl and said with a smile:
"You did a good job. I'll give you a bonus when I get back."
Jin Jian's mouth curled up, and he was very happy!
He thought he was very clever, as he used a Buddhist instrument that did not belong to him and was of no use to him, and exchanged it for a large sum of money.
Yuxiu also came over and threw a tin staff to Zhao Duan:
"Guangyuan's magic weapon, if you hadn't taken action, I wouldn't have been able to kill him, so it belongs to you."
Zhao Duan shook his head and said seriously: "Master, Guangyuan was killed by you..."
Yuxiu glanced at him and said:
"Take it, and my sister's affair will be settled."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, then he looked into the Taoist priestess's eyes, which were filled with spiritual energy, and nodded with a smile:
"Okay. When I return to the army, I will issue an order for Nie Yurong to be pardoned. I will no longer interfere with what she wants to do in the future."
A fierce fight.
The spoils of this battle were all in his hands, except for the "Temple Guarding Divine Tiger" which could not be given to him because it was suppressed by Zhong Pan.
Zhao Duan put it away.
This is the end of the division.
At this time, the people who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation had gradually recovered and were ready to continue their journey to Baishi Manor.
Complete the final step of tonight's hunt.
"Cough cough..." Ji Yue quietly got up and wanted to follow, but couldn't help coughing up a pool of blood.
Zhao Duan glanced at Ji Yue, who looked listless, and frowned:
"Is the injury serious?"
Judge Zhong glanced at her and said:
"She was hit by the diabolo, and her meridians were broken. She needs to rest for at least one or two months."
"I... am fine..." Xiao Shekong said stubbornly, trying to argue.
But Zhao Duan interrupted him and said sternly:
"In that case, you stay in the city and don't need to get involved in the follow-up."
Seeing Jiyue open her mouth, he smiled and said:
"However, although you don't have to go to the battlefield, I have another important mission for you."
Ji Yue was stunned, her white eyes showing confusion behind her loose hair:
"What... mission?"
"Guarding the door." Zhao Duan said seriously.
He also brought the [Two Life Gate] with him on this trip, originally planning to use it when he arrived near Baishi Garden.
He changed his mind temporarily. He always felt that Xu Jingtang was not so easy to kill, so he planned to let everyone pass through the [Liangsheng Gate] first.
Then place this talisman in the city so that if you encounter danger, you can be teleported back to the city.
He had great confidence in this talisman that could break free from Zhao Shixiong's long sword.
…
…
Yuan Feng stood on a high place, overlooking the fighting in the night. His square face looked extremely excited in the light of the fire.
Golden "suns" rise from the ground, soar into the sky, hover in the air, and take a while to go out.
This is a special "night sun firework" made of talismans, designed for large-scale lighting at night.
Under the strong light, the imperial army and the Yunfu rebels were fighting on the plain.
When it was dark, the two sides met nearby and started a head-on confrontation, fighting intermittently. The rebels led by the second young master fought and retreated.
The Five Army Battalions under Yuan Feng were eager to fight a good battle. They cooperated with the elite border troops under Zhao Shixiong to fight against the Yunfu rebels whose morale had been greatly reduced, and they always had the upper hand.
But the rebels took advantage of the terrain and fought back desperately, and eventually they managed to trap people here.
"Jingchuan Town is in the distance. As long as we defeat these rebels, we can march straight in and take back the western line of the Huai River." Yuan Feng said.
He turned his head to look at a shorter figure beside him, who was not wearing armor but only a warrior's shirt, and pointed at something:
"I heard that Xu Jingtang split up the Southwestern Border Army, leaving half in Yunfu and handing them over to General Zhao. They were also disbanded troops. Otherwise, I'd really like to see how brave the complete Southwestern Border Army is."
Zhao Shixiong said nothing, but stared at the battlefield ahead, frowning slightly, and said:
"Something's not right."
"Oh?" Yuan Feng was stunned.
Zhao Shixiong said, "Only a few experts from Prince Mu's Palace have appeared."
Yuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"Xu Jingtang wanted to preserve his strength and retreat to Yunfu, so naturally he wouldn't send all his troops. What's so strange about that?"
Zhao Shixiong still shook his head:
"It's not a big deal that there are fewer strong men in the army, but the people from the Shenlong Temple and the Baiyi Sect haven't shown up either."
Yuan Feng hesitated and said, "Perhaps they are unwilling to contribute to this battle that is bound to be lost..."
Zhao Shixiong shook his head again and turned around, his tiger eyes shining brightly in the firelight:
"But if he's unwilling to send enough experts, how can Xu Jingtang have the confidence to stop me with this rabble?"
Yuan Feng was stunned for a moment, and this time, he finally understood.
What Zhao Shixiong emphasized was not to stop the imperial army, but to stop him, Zhao Shixiong himself!
Yes!
Others may not know Zhao Shixiong's martial arts skills, but King Mu must know it.
If we don't send enough high-end combat forces to the army, then Zhao Shixiong only needs to avoid the military formation and take advantage of the night to kill the enemy commander alone. Wouldn't it be easy to defeat the enemy?
Would Xu Jingtang make such a low-level mistake?
"Or... maybe the master is hiding in the enemy's camp and has not taken action." Yuan Feng tried to find the answer.
Zhao Shixiong thought about it and suddenly laughed:
"Instead of guessing, let's find out!"
After saying that, he stretched out his right arm, and a large, dark Guandao was pulled out from the ripples in the air!
The bearded and not very tall Southwestern "Thin Tiger" laughed heartily:
"Gongsun, beat the drum for your husband! Commander Yuan, raid the battlefield for Zhao!"
The plump woman carrying two swords on her back said nothing as she gracefully ran towards the nearby war drums. Gongsun, holding the drumstick, stretched his body in the night, under the firelight:
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Amid the sound of war drums, Zhao Shixiong bent his knees and lowered his waist, holding the Soul-Breaking Sword, and flew into the air!
Go straight to the enemy general's camp!
"General, march into battle!"
On the plain, the southwestern border soldiers heard the drumbeats, looked up suddenly, and watched with reverence and admiration as a figure appeared in the air, passing over countless heads and running towards the enemy's flag.
"Stop right there!"
In the military camp, the second young master who was commanding the battle changed his expression. An officer next to him picked up a huge hammer and rushed towards Zhao Shixiong, roaring like thunder.
He is also a warrior of the worldly realm, and is also a family general carefully cultivated by Prince Mu's Mansion.
"cut--"
Zhao Shixiong struck out from the air, and the military expert holding the heavy hammer fell to the ground! Blood gushed out into the sky like a fountain!
In the remaining half of the body, a vague soul turned around in horror, but was destroyed by a light wave of the [Soul-Breaking Sword].
Zhao Shixiong shook his long sword and looked at the front of the military camp. The second young master had disappeared and escaped, and he felt no joy in his heart.
Instead, my heart sank...
"The front line is so weak..."
Zhao Shixiong looked into the distance at Jingchuan Town in the darkness and had a bad feeling.
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Jingchuan town.
A black carriage sped across the mountains and forests.
Finally, a huge garden appeared in front of us.
"This is it. According to the intelligence, Xu Jingtang should be stationed here."
Zhao Duan compared the map, raised his head and looked at the building in front.
Judge Zhong pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.
Five people jumped out of the carriage, and then walked towards Baishi Garden under the cover of night.
This time, because he was unsure of the internal situation, in order to avoid making mistakes, Zhao Duan did not choose to let Jin Jian open the "portal".
Direct random entry.
Instead, they planned to attack through the main gate.
Outside the garden, there were indeed some soldiers patrolling and standing guard, holding torches as a warning.
"Something is not right, be careful."
Zhao Duan observed for a moment and whispered:
"There's fighting on the front lines right now, the rear is being evacuated, and tonight is the time to forcibly take away the local nobles. Logically speaking, the garden, as the center of the city, shouldn't be so quiet..."
Zhong Pan took out the big sword from his back and said calmly:
"But it's done."
Zhao Duan nodded. Now that things had come to this, he had to go in and take a look no matter how wrong it was.
Even though Ji Yue has withdrawn, the remaining five people are enough to deal with any changes.
"This time, I will go ahead."
Zhong Pan took the initiative to step forward and act as a forward, as if trying to make up for his poor performance in the previous battle.
Zhao Duan did not try to show off his strength and quietly brought everyone to his front.
The group did not alert the patrolling troops outside. The golden tablet distorted the moonlight, making everyone invisible, and they entered the Baishi Garden openly.
Then he followed the streets in the garden all the way to the back house.
Everything along the way was normal. Servants and maids were patrolling the garden with lanterns, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
However, this peace made Zhao Duan feel even more uneasy. He did not forget the hint Zhang Yanyi gave him.
He reached out and touched the brocade bag in his sleeve and continued to move forward.
soon.
Everyone entered the back house safely without disturbing anyone.
He immediately discovered that there were not even any servants here.
The entire house was brightly lit, yet strangely quiet. The only exceptions were the hanging lanterns, which flickered with pale flames.
Finally, when the five of them jumped into the courtyard where Xu Jingtang lived, a familiar voice suddenly came to Zhao Duan's ears:
"As Your Highness expected, the fighting on the front lines was just a feint. The real target we must guard against is the assassin coming from the north."
"Everyone, stop hiding and come out."
Jin Jian exclaimed softly, raised his head, and said, "The sky is overcast!"
At this moment, the originally clear night sky in the garden was suddenly covered with countless dark clouds, blocking the moonlight and revealing only the dim starlight.
The figures of Zhao Duan and others naturally emerged from invisibility.
He raised his head and was surprised to see a feminine-looking man in his twenties walking out of the inner hall in front of him.
The corners of his mouth were habitually raised, giving people the impression that he was smiling all the time, but there was always a hint of arrogance and sarcasm in that smile, as if it was a superior temperament developed from being in a high position for a long time.
"It's you!" Zhao Duan's pupils dilated.
Recognize people instantly.
The young master of the Baiyi Sect, Shiluoyi!
(End of this chapter)
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