Immortal life from eternal life by leek flower pickle

“Second brother, I’m hungry.” Zhang Jing touched her stomach and coquettishly said.

On a jujube-red horse, Zhang Jing twisted his head to Fang Xuan, a cute face that was a little red from freezing under the cold wind, but his face was full of smiles. Zhang Jing

woke up from the coma and was far away from Zhangjiabao, and Fang Xuan looked exactly like Zhang Qing, so he was regarded as the second brother by Zhang Jing. Zhang

Jiabao has no living things, Fang Xuan promised Zhang Qing to let her youngest sister live, since he agreed, it will be completed, and this is still the last request of his doppelganger, and promising him is to promise himself.

Originally, Fang Xuan just wanted to find a family to adopt Zhang Jing, but when he met a group of people named Hanako, he overheard several familiar names.

Gang leader Huang Rong, hero Guo Jing…

O Condor ah!

After knowing that this world was a condor, Fang Xuan was both expectant and disappointed. The

natural expectation is to be able to meet the characters who I liked the most when I was a child, and the natural disappointment is that it seems that the world really has nothing to gain this time.

Compared to the Demon Sword Life and Death Chess World, the Force Value of the Condor World is even worse, let alone what to look for about spiritual cultivation.

As the general outline of martial arts in the world, the Nine Yin True Scripture is just a method of using spiritual power, such as soul dementorship, and no cultivation method.

“It’s a big deal, find a few more small worlds to kill him and my doppelganger, and use the foundation to force the realm.” Fang Xuan said softly.

“Second brother, what do you say?”

“Nothing, is it cold?” Fang Xuan looked down at the little man in his arms and said with a smile.

Zhang Jing moved her body a few times, found a more comfortable position, leaned in Fang Xuan’s arms and said, “Second brother’s body is hot, like a stove, it’s not cold at all.

Fang Xuan also laughed, the immortal world flesh realm cultivation qi and blood, the surrounding body qi and blood boiling, cold and hot invaded, if it is running at full strength, it is simply hotter than fire.

“Second brother, where are we going?” Zhang Jing said curiously.

Fang Xuan took out a piece of beef jerky from the cloth bag, stuffed it into Zhang Jing’s mouth, watched her chew happily, and said, “Go to Xiangyang.”

Zhang Jing’s eyes also lit up, and said loudly: “Then can we meet Guo Daxia?”

Fang Xuan was stunned and said with a smile: “You also know Guo Daxia?

“Uh-huh, I heard my father and the second uncle and the third uncle say before, my father said that Guo Daxia is the most powerful and powerful hero under the sky, second brother, how powerful is Guo Daxia?” Is it better than Daddy? Zhang Jing asked with big cute eyes.

“Yes, it’s awesome.”

“Then there is a second brother, are you powerful?”

“Nope.”

“Heehee, I know that the second brother is the most powerful.” Zhang Jing said with a happy face.

The conversation between the two was overheard by another group of people rushing on the side, and a bearded strong man shouted angrily.

“That kid, such nonsense to slander Guo Daxia, didn’t your parents teach you what upbringing is?”

Fang Xuan’s eyes were cold.

“Zhao Qiu, it’s just a child’s words, do you take this seriously?” An old man holding a judge’s pen spoke.

After speaking, he bowed his hand to Fang Xuan and said: “This son, my friend admires Guo Daxia very much, and I can’t tolerate listening to others to slander him, Ling Mei is younger and has no scruples, but this place is close to Xiangyang, and most of the people who come and go are people who support Xiangyang, all of them come to admire Guo Daxia, there must be some hot-tempered people, so don’t say it.”

Fang Xuan glanced at the old man condescendingly, did not speak, and rode away.

In this way, the old man also turned dark.

It’s so rude.

That Zhao Qiu was even more angry, and said angrily: “That kid, don’t go.”

After saying that, he jumped up and grabbed Fang Xuan’s shoulder.

“Get out!”

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, and with a slap of his right hand, he directly slapped Zhao Qiu away like a fly, and fell heavily into the dirt pit on the side.

The old man’s face was startled, and he quickly ran towards Zhao Qiu, who was already unconscious at this time, and the irregular twisting of his right arm was obviously broken.

“You… How could you be so cruel that you broke his arm? The old man said angrily.

Fang Xuan said coldly: “Small punishment and great admonition, next time it will not be a matter of one arm.”

“You…”

The old man was also angry and corrupted, but thinking of Zhao Qiu’s strength being defeated by someone waved his hand, looking at Fang Xuan’s eyes, he was also extremely jealous.

Fang Xuan didn’t bother to pay attention to it and continued to drive his horse.

However, a few days after arriving on the outskirts of Xiangyang, when the two armies were engaged in attack and defense, it had been more than a month, and the mountains were full of broken guns and spears, coagulated blood and bones, which showed the fierceness of the battle.

On one side, the Mongol army roared angrily, the iron armor was strong, and the army was extremely strong, and there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses faintly as far as the eye could see.

Under the siege of soldiers and horses, Xiangyang City is like an isolated city, full of loneliness and depression. Woooo

Meng Yuan’s army attacked again, and thousands of catapults slowly approached the city wall under the impetus of the soldiers.

Boulders fell, countless Song soldiers were crushed into meat mud, and some flints with fire ignited the houses in the city, dyeing a sea of fire. The

Song army in Xiangyang City was also not to be outdone, rolling stones, wood barriers, gold juice… From time to time dropped from above the city walls.

A large number of Mengyuan soldiers were permanently left under the city.

The corpses were strewn across the field, the wounded were numerous, and the wailing was endless.

Compared to the other soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty whose combat power was like soft toes, the soldiers of Xiangyang City looked like death, and although they showed fear, they were still methodically sticking to their duties.

Because they knew what the consequences would be if Xiangyang lost.

Meng Yuan was brutal and slaughtered the city at every turn.

At this time, many of the soldiers guarding Xiangyang Town fled to other cities to know Meng Yuan’s horror and cruelty, even if they surrendered, they would inevitably die in the end.

The main thing is that they also have Guo Jing, Guo Daxia, who fought with them.

Guo Jing, dressed in black armor on the city wall, was heroic, his armor was stained with blood, and he held a sword in his hand, mercilessly killing the enemies who climbed the city wall.

“Brother Jing.”

Guo Jing laid down a wave of Mengyuan soldiers’ attack, turned his head and saw Huang Rong standing on the side full of concern, and forced himself to endure the exhaustion in his heart: “Rong’er, how are the casualties?”

“Brother Jing, rest assured, I have ordered the disciples to maintain order in the city, treat the wounded, draw water and extinguish the fire, and there will be no chaos in the city.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” Hearing the good news, Guo Jing

breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but be physically weak, Huang Rong hurriedly stepped forward to help, his face was full of distress, especially when he saw a few strands of white hair on Guo Jing’s left side, he felt pity.

Once the enemy army stormed, Brother Jing had dozens more gray hairs.

Just as the two were resting, they suddenly heard a burst of cheers from the field, and the Mengyuan soldiers shouted “Long live, long live, long live.” ”