"It should be seen that negotiation with Fang is much simpler than that battle you just said, and 71 people may not be inferior to that battle."
Ray damage some satisfiedly smiled, "I’m a little worried that Fang Yunhan is not strong enough or he dare not come on the 10th."
Di Fei was shocked and speechless.
Thunder damage lest he worry too much is not conducive to the injury, that is to say, "Actually, we still have a seven-killer. Although it is difficult to solve it for a long time, the first important thing is almost 100% sure."
"You are seriously injured. Listen to those people outside who say that it is very difficult to cure, so don’t worry too much and have a good rest."
Di Fei was surprised to hear the word killer, but his eyebrows were slim, so he couldn’t restrain himself from wrinkling up. His face was even more sad, and he bowed his head and others couldn’t see it.
Lei Lei deeply thought of this plan by himself, but he was complacent when he looked out of the window and the sun gradually tilted westward, but he thought of his age. After a while, his mood became complicated and he said, "I’ll take you to a safe place. Before you get badly injured, clear your mind and relax."
Di Fei was surprised that there were still some thoughts that did not belong to the Tao of "making decisions by the master of the general hall"
Before and after this dialogue in the six-and-a-half hall, someone was walking around with a knife in the black-and-white forest, as if this piece of broken woodland still had many wonderful things to ponder and explore.
He can keep Camellia and Wolf without leaving.
Until dusk, seven carriages arrived outside the forest.
Fang yun Han che
The red sun has not fallen into the city.
Chapter 149 The Art of War has never been two words.
"In ten days, I will let the six-and-a-half-hall defeat China and France in Beijing."
When Fang Yunhan uttered this sentence, seven carriages had come to Tianquan Mountain.
He still sat in the first carriage with a square face, a square shoulder and a square eye socket. Zhao Tieleng immediately waited on one side of the carriage. The curtain of this first carriage has been lifted, and the people inside can not hinder the observation of things outside.
On this day, the spring mountain has wide and tidy white steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Except when it snows in winter, many people in Beijing look up in this direction and always see a bunch of jade white standing vertically through the whole mountain, which makes people feel a unique dignity and ambition.
But now the long white stone steps are stained with some red spots everywhere.
The wounded have been carried away and the bodies have been properly placed in the golden breeze and drizzle building, but the blood has not come to clean up, and there are still some arrows, broken knives and rags falling on the stone steps.
Su Mengzhen was watching the sunset when he heard Fang Yunhan’s words.
His figure is thin, his back injury has been dealt with, and there are at least dozens of golden winds and drizzles around him. The vault still looks long and lonely, his face is gloomy, the cold sunset light is not bright, his face is not warm, and his eyes don’t know whether it is grief or reflection.
"You mean you’re going to do it alone?" Su Mengzhen turned to look at the Chinese Yunhan who was sitting in the carriage. "Don’t try this."
Fang Yunhan asked calmly, "You don’t think I can do it?"
"It’s not that you can’t do it, it’s … cough!" In the middle of Su Mengzhen’s words, he gave a cough, his face and veins stood out, his eyes were bloodshot and his body bowed for a while.
When he coughed, there was no noise at all. Did anyone rush to ask questions? No one rushed to answer him. No one tried to be redundant and pale.
Everything was quiet until after he coughed. "I’ve seen your Dao outstanding and profound. Few people can match it, but there are still three or four people in the hall of six and a half minutes who can resist it for the time being. In addition to these masters, there are many brave scholars in their hall who have recently been called and can be increased on the tenth day. It is almost a matter of death if they want to break their capital hall by themselves."
Fang Yunhan nodded. "Anything else?"
Su Mengzhen’s silence on the side of Yang Xie will mean to say, "Fang Shaoxia, you want to smash the six-and-a-half-minute hall on the 10th, but the six-and-a-half-minute hall will not move. The machine trap set by the waterfall is unpredictable, and the poisonous substances are unknown. The thunder damage was born in the Lei family of the Thunderbolt Hall in the south of the Yangtze River. There should also be a lot of secret gunpowder in the Thunderbolt Hall. hidden weapons’s emergency fire and flesh-and-blood test?"
Fang Yunhan smiled and said, "Are you the manager who bullied Yang?"
Yang Xie’s salute "is a matter of not thanking Fang Shaoxia for helping the public in the black and white forest"
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