Mr. Yangui

Chapter 668 Chapter sixty-eight
Padang, Lin Zheng camp.

Lin Ying stayed alone in the tent, carefully reading the letter from his younger sister Lin Qin, which was secretly sent by a master of the French army.

Lin Qin described her experience in detail in the letter.

She is doing very well now, Li Wuchang is sincere to her, and she is also determined to live with him for the rest of her life, so that the second brother does not have to worry, the second brother must pay attention on the battlefield, making meritorious deeds is a trivial matter, and saving one's life is the most important thing, Ba Dong is too dangerous. If the imperial court loses support, Yun Wenbin and Zhang Zhihai are absolutely useless. They must be slowly worn to death. If there is a chance, the second brother must leave Badong as soon as possible... Lin Qin is not a A good daughter is not a good sister, thank you second brother for your love for many years...

And so on.

"What a silly girl..." Lin Ying felt relieved and sad after reading it.

He wished that Li Wuchang would die tomorrow, and worried that Li Wuchang would not be able to stand firmly, the contradiction was hard to describe in words.

In all fairness, if Li Wuchang is not a traitor, Lin Ye is not disgusted with his sister's liking for Li Wuchang. In his opinion, Li Wuchang is much better than Lu Xuanhong, Ma Kun and the like.

such a pity……

In this day and age, most people can't help themselves.

After careful study, it is really impossible to push the fault to a certain person, the situation is developing like this.In the end, it still depends on whose fist is harder.

The younger sister, Lin Qin, has a hard temper since she was a child. She seems gentle and obedient, but she is actually a very assertive person, and few people can persuade her about the things she believes in.

In fact, most of the Lin family have this kind of temper, Lin Yong, Lin Ju, Lin Qi, and Lin Di.Counting carefully, Lin Zheng, the second son, is the least like the Lin family.

"Second Young Master Lin, Second Young Master Lin..." Zheng Wenlong's voice came over.

Lin Ying put the letter in his coat, walked out of the tent, glanced at Zheng Wenlong, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you talking about..."

The two have been hanging out together since Hongnong, went to Fangling, and now they are in Badong. Even if they didn't have a deep friendship before, they are now senior comrades-in-arms, and it is no problem to communicate frequently.

Although each has made a lot of contributions, the overall record is really not up to the mark. Whether it is Hongnong or Fangling, they all ended in the defeat of the court. Although Badong is still in a stalemate, it is also a bad posture. Big is too good.

Fortunately, both of them have made great progress in martial arts, and their mentality and resilience have also made considerable progress.

Lin Zheng is no longer that noble son, and Zheng Wenlong is no longer that ordinary young man.

In a bloody and violent battlefield, with a knife in your hand, you won't even blink your eyes.

"It's hard to rest for a few days, what are you doing in the camp by yourself? You're not a little daughter-in-law..." Zheng Wenlong showed a contemptuous look.

The medicine in Fangling City had already arrived, and with the weather getting warmer, Yun Wenbin decided to rest for a while, so that everyone could relax.

As long as Xue Peng doesn't come out with all his strength, no force in the wild dares to attack head-on.

"It's none of your business if I stay in the tent!"

Lin Ying sneered, and asked casually, "What are you doing here? You don't practice anymore? You usually practice whenever you have free time..."

In the past, although Zheng Wenlong was not slack in his practice, he could not be said to be particularly diligent. Compared with Jiang Minglun, Mu Tianfeng and others, he was definitely worse, but now he looks like a practice madman.

It was all caused by the fierce battlefield, and I had to practice more, otherwise my life would be difficult to guarantee.

Zheng Wenlong said: "Take it easy for a day or two, just to soothe your nerves... I heard that some little thieves want to break into your camp, so come and have a look, see how calm you are now, those little thieves Already hung up? I was thinking of showing off!"

The word "hang up" was learned from Li Wuchang before, and Zheng Wenlong used it with a sense of touch.

Lin Ying was slightly moved when he heard Zheng Wenlong's purpose, but he said: "You are very well informed... It seems that my subordinates are not sure what they say, and they need to be rectified."

Zheng Wenlong cut his teeth and said: "Stop wronging a good person. We are not far away. I heard the sound of breaking wind. After rushing over, I asked a few words... Who is it?"

Lin Ying said casually: "It's just a little thief, and the lightness skill is pretty good, so I let them slip away, and I don't bother to chase..."

Seeing Lin Ying's appearance, Zheng Wenlong knew that he didn't want to talk too much, so he didn't investigate further, and suggested, "Go to Wu fear to talk?"

Lin Ying snorted coldly: "What's there to talk about, his brother abducted my sister, I'm afraid I can't help but punch him in the face..."

Zheng Wenlong laughed dumbly: "What a good brother... It's really rare for you to be jealous like this. If you don't brag, you won't be black. That kid Wuchang is much stronger than Lu Xuanhong. Otherwise, your Lin family wouldn't continue to pretend to be stupid there. , insisting that bandits rob people... Tsk tsk!"

"Don't blow it up, don't criticize it" is also learned from Li Wuchang, and it is also quite cool.

"Be careful!"

Lin Ying glanced left and right, lowered his voice and said, "How can you say such nonsense?"

Zheng Wenlong immediately said: "Ok, ok, bandits robbing people, bandits robbing people... let's go, go to the place where there is no fear, that kid really has some tricks, he even mixed up several pots of rice wine..."

Lin Ying's eyes lit up, he smacked his mouth, and unconsciously followed Zheng Wenlong's footsteps.

Zheng Wenlong chuckled secretly: "To be honest, you may not be able to fight without fear now. Although his Xuangang Jin is not one of the three great skills, in terms of defense and toughness, it is even higher than your Lin family's Binglian Jin." , with just a few sharp axes of yours, it may not be able to break his defense..."

Lin Ying was dissatisfied and said: "I admit that Xuangang Jin is powerful, but since my Lin family's Binglian Jin can be called one of the three great masters, it is naturally unique. In addition, the fearless has not yet reached the seventh rank. But him? Let alone him now, even the crown prince and the fearless elder brother Wufeng, I dare to single out..."

There is a strong confidence in the words.

This is not blind self-confidence, but the arrogance accumulated on the battlefield of life and death.

He was only in his twenties, and already at the beginning of the seventh rank.

It has to be said that young people like Dayan have made remarkable progress in the past few years, and they are quite a bit of the demeanor of the previous generation.

Internal strength is developed slowly.

Experience is honed out, it has nothing to do with age, it only depends on experience.

Zheng Wenlong sneered and said: "Return to the prince and Wufeng, let's talk about when you can beat Mu Tianfeng... How long have you only entered the seventh-rank elementary level, how long has Wufeng and the prince been? You are training, and they are not idle Needless to say, the prince, as far as Wufeng is concerned, he competes with his two uncles every day. I went to the Li Mansion before I came out to fight. The situation lasted for several years, how could his experience be worse..."

After a pause, he suddenly asked, "Did Fangling City send you a letter?"

Lin Ying nodded subconsciously, but immediately came to his senses and scolded: "Well, Zheng Wenlong, you actually tested me..."

Zheng Wenlong chuckled: "Do you need to try it? With your current temper, Second Young Master Lin, how many little thieves can you let go?"

Lin Ying sighed: "Wenlong, tell me objectively, can we really take back the main city of Padang?"

Zheng Wenlong quickly replied: "I can't take it back!"

That tone seemed to say that I couldn't beat a ninth-rank master.

While Lin Zheng was stunned, Zheng Wenlong said again: "Because Fangling City also sent me a letter, the time is about the same as yours... The letter clearly listed the specific situation of Badong on the paper, it is really true. No bragging, no criticism, only the facts, it is impossible to refute..."

(End of this chapter)