Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 116
Although the old man has not asked about world affairs for many years, it does not mean that he is stupid.

Being able to live for so many years is a kind of capital in itself. Combined with the information disclosed by Kong Wenzhao, the old man quickly figured out the cause and effect.

He guessed that it was the person in front of him who designed to trap Chang Ge, and after breaking his meridians, he surrounded him without killing him.

The importance of Changge to the Juye Gang is obvious to all.

Seeing that Changge is in danger, Kong Wenzhao will do whatever it takes to save him.

Even though he knew it was a trap, Kong Wenzhao would still act like this.

It can be said that this is not only a vicious conspiracy, but also a conspiracy that makes people unable to choose.

Kong Wenzhao lost an inch, so Xiao Qi could naturally rely on the defense equipment to repel all future enemies.

"Say, who came up with this poisonous plan!"

The old man's eyes were burning with anger, and he used a little strength to pinch Xiao Qi's neck.

"Ho ho!"

Xiao Qi's face turned red, her eyes protruded a little, and she let out a 'ho ho' sound.

"Let go of my adults!"

Seeing this situation, Xiao Qi's personal guards immediately flew into a rage, and rushed forward without thinking of themselves.

Huan Chang wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"The dignity of a warrior in the mortal state is not allowed to be desecrated by ants like you!"

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he waved his sleeve robe lightly. Those soldiers who killed the old man all vomited blood and fell down the city wall.

Metamorphosis warriors can't easily make a move, but it doesn't mean that ordinary people can act recklessly in front of them.

For those who violated the dignity of the transformed warriors, they would not have the slightest scruples about killing as many people as they wanted.

The dignity of the strong does not need to be desecrated, no matter in which era, it is the same.

A dozen or so personal guards who rushed to the front and were extremely well-armored were wiped out by the old man with a wave of their hands, and everyone was terrified to see them.

"Stop it all!"

Huan Chang hurried forward and stopped the guards who reacted slowly.

These personal guards are very loyal to Xiao Qi, even if they know that they are not the old man's opponent, they will rush forward without hesitation.

However, Huan Chang knew that even if they rushed forward, they would die in vain.

He didn't want to see Xiao Qi's bodyguard die for nothing, so he stepped forward.

"Uncle!"

If other people stop them, these personal guards will definitely not obey orders.

However, Huan Chang was Xiao Qi's prospective son-in-law. As Xiao Qi's personal guards, these people naturally knew about it.

"Uncle, sir, he is in danger!"

A soldier came forward and said anxiously.

Huan Chang took a deep breath and said, "I know, but you are not allowed to move."

After speaking, Huan Chang walked slowly towards the old man.

Before reaching the old man's side, Huan Chang stopped in his tracks and bowed solemnly to the old man.

"On the battlefield, life and death depend on fate."

"Even though the seniors are highly skilled in martial arts, they shouldn't meddle in worldly wars casually."

"Lord Xiao is the commander-in-chief of the army of the Lu State. Senior, don't you have any worries when you act like this?"

Huan Chang was neither humble nor overbearing, not at all timid because the old man in front of him was a warrior in the realm of transformation.

Although Huan Chang didn't know what was restricting the warriors in the metamorphosis realm.

However, he could also guess some things from Xiao Qi's few words, that is, warriors in the realm of metamorphosis cannot intervene in secular wars.

The reason why Huan Chang showed respect to the old man was because he was worried that the old man would find an excuse to kill him.

Afterwards, he pointed to the old man's martial arts prowess indiscriminately, and told the old man that Xiao Qi was the commander of the Lu army.

These words seem innocuous, but they are actually telling the old man secretly: You are a warrior in the realm of metamorphosis, and you cannot intervene in secular wars.

Master Xiao is the commander of the three armies, if you dare to kill him, you will find trouble for yourself.

Sure enough, after hearing Huan Chang's words, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and loosened the hand that was pinching Xiao Qi's neck.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Originally, Xiao Qi's face was flushed and her breathing was a little short, but after feeling her breathing was smooth, she coughed violently a few times.

He glanced at Huan Chang out of the corner of his eye, with unconcealed approval mixed with a little worry.

"Hmph, don't play tricks with the old man."

"I came this time not to intervene in worldly wars, but to avenge my disciple Changge."

"I am the patriarch of Changge, and I personally taught him martial arts in the sect. Now that Changge is killed by someone using poison, how can I let it go!"

Obviously, the old man was also a little apprehensive.

Therefore, he took the lead in disregarding the relationship, saying that he was not intervening in secular wars, and avenging his disciples and grandchildren. This is also a perfect excuse.

In the mainland of Kyushu, the relationship between master and disciple is like father and son.

Based on this speculation, the old man claimed to be Grandpa Changge, and no one dared to say anything wrong.

To avenge one's relatives is a matter of course, no matter what restrictions there are, they cannot be restricted here.

Huan Chang's expression was stifled.

Then, he said proudly: "Seniors should know that this is a war. Since Changge participated in the war, life and death are at stake."

"It should be noted that those who kill will always be killed."

"Changge sneaked into the city many times. I don't know how many generals of our army have been killed, and how many Lu soldiers have been slaughtered. Shouldn't they be killed?"

"Senior keeps saying that this person is your disciple and grandson, so all the disciples of the Juye Gang are your disciples and grandchildren."

"If you follow the logic of the seniors, as long as they are members of your Juye gang, only they are allowed to kill, and others are not allowed to kill them."

"Otherwise, you will come here to avenge your disciples and grandchildren regardless of your status as a peerless powerhouse?"

Huan Chang's words, every word punishes the heart.

The old man's face was blue and red, and his eyes flashed from shame to anger.

Since he became a warrior in the realm of transformation, no one dared to talk to him like this again.

"court death!"

Two bolts of cold lightning shot out from the old man's eyes, directly hitting Huan Chang's chest, and Huan Chang's body flew out immediately.

It's just that the old man was obviously lenient, and he just wanted to teach Huan Chang a little lesson, and the attack wasn't too heavy.

After all, this is a battlefield, if he kills casually for no reason, there may be future troubles.

"Pfft!"

Huan Chang spit out a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground, and continued walking towards the old man.

"Although I respect senior's cultivation, if senior wants to rely on his cultivation to intervene in the war and forcibly take away the commander of our army, we have to see if the tens of thousands of Lu soldiers will agree!"

The corner of Huan Chang's mouth was bleeding, but he still walked with his head held high.

Those Lu soldiers who were a little scared at first suddenly felt blood surging in their hearts.

"No promise!"

Dozens of people shouted loudly.

"No promise!"

Thousands of people shouted loudly.

"No promise!"

The shouts of tens of thousands of people were enough to break the sky, and even the old man changed color a little.

"I still look forward to the seniors, let my adults go."

Huan Chang's eyes were very bright, his footsteps were still very steady, and he didn't look like he was injured at all.

"Let my lord go!"

Tens of thousands of people share the same hatred, and they gathered their beliefs together, making the old man's face even more ugly.

However, he is now in a dilemma.

(End of this chapter)