Madam Please Stay

"Amitabha, Mu Shizhu, I heard that Xidu Ouyang Feng has been hired by Mongolia. At that time, I am worried that I will be unable to do so, so I want to pass on the Yiyang finger to Mu Shizhu. I don't know what Mu Shizhu thinks?" Master Yideng clasped his hands together, Said.

Hearing this, Mu Han smiled lightly and said, "Master Yideng, did you come to me just to teach me the Yiyang Finger?"

Master Yideng nodded and said: "To Ouyang Feng's Toad Kungfu, Dali Yiyang Finger is the nemesis. If Master Mu can learn Yiyang Finger, he will be able to easily defeat Ouyang Feng."

"Master Yideng, thank you very much, but there is no need, because I have already learned the Yiyang Finger." Mu Han said lightly.

"Master Mu has already learned the Yiyang Finger?" Master Yideng asked in surprise.

Mu Han nodded and said, "2.7 is not bad."

After finishing the words, Mu Han stretched out two fingers and pointed at the rockery beside him.

A golden finger force of masculinity and rigidity suddenly shot out from the fingertips, and then landed on the rockery.

"boom!"

The rockery suddenly exploded.

Seeing this scene, Master Yideng's usually calm face showed a look of shock.

Because he discovered that Mu Han had not only learned Yiyang Finger, but had also cultivated to the state of Dzogchen, which was three points better than himself.

"Why do you have a Yang finger?" Master Yideng asked in disbelief.

"Master, do you still remember that Wang Chongyang and Master exchanged a Yang finger? I learned a Yang finger in Quanzhen Sect." Mu Han said with a faint smile.

"So that's it!" Master Yideng nodded, suddenly said. . "

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"Damn!"

In the palace hall of Zhongdu, Meng Ge ruthlessly tore the letter from Feige in his hand to pieces.

"Mu Han, if you kill my imperial brother, I will definitely tear you to pieces." Meng Ge roared angrily.

The whole hall was silent, His Highness' civil and military ministers were all silent and trembling with fright.

"How long will it take to gather all the troops?" Meng Ge asked in a low voice.

"It will only take three days at most to return to the sweat." A minister said tremblingly.

"Okay, three days later, the army will go south to attack Xiangyang and capture Mu Han alive."

Mongolia said word by word: "This time, we must capture Xiangyang, destroy the Great Song Dynasty, and unify the Central Plains."

"Yes!"

All the courtiers of His Highness knelt on the ground and said in unison.

……

An army of one million Mongolians, led by Mongolian Great Khan Meng Ge, went straight to Xiangyang, making the atmosphere in Xiangyang instantly heavy.

Although the 19 Mongol vanguard army was defeated [-] times by Mu Han, this time, it was the real test.

In the entire Xiangyang City, everyone had serious expressions on their faces, only Mu Han was at ease and confident.

He, waiting is Meng Ge's army of millions.

……

Huang Rong came to the courtyard where Mu Han lived.

Standing outside the door, Huang Rong heard heavy breathing coming from the room, two red clouds flew over her pretty face, even her fair neck was covered with a faint blush.

"This bastard, in broad daylight..."

Huang Rong cursed secretly in her heart, but there was nothing she could do.

She can no longer control Mu Han's slightly absurd life, but it is much better than before when he bullied men and women.

After all, Mu Han's prestige in Xiangyang is too high now. First, he defeated Jinlun Fawang strongly to win the martial arts leader, and then defeated the [-] Mongolian vanguard troops overnight.

Life is a little indulgent, and no one makes irresponsible remarks, and almost everyone in Xiangyang knows that this newly promoted young martial arts leader has ten beautiful confidante, which is very enviable.

"Aunt Guo, since you're here, come in and sit down."

Just when Huang Rong was about to leave, Mu Han's faint voice came from the room.

"Crench!"

Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, but pushed the door open and entered.

Mu Han was already fully dressed and sitting at the table, and there was obviously another person under the quilt, but that person buried himself completely under the quilt, his body trembling slightly.

"Aunt Guo, what's the matter?" Mu Han said with a smile.

Mu Han's businesslike appearance made Huang Rong feel an inexplicable sense of loss.

Mu Han's heart is as delicate as a silk, and when he noticed Huang Rong's faint disappointment, he couldn't help but secretly smiled. This is also one of his tactics, sometimes tight and sometimes loose, loose and tight, sometimes you can't push too hard, too tight would be a bad thing.

"call!"

Huang Rong took a deep breath and said, "Han'er, the Mongolian army of one million will probably approach the city in a few days. I wonder what countermeasures you have?"

"I don't know what good solution Aunt Guo has?" Mu Han asked back.

Huang Rong said: "The Mongolian army of one million is coming fiercely. We are far behind the Mongolian army. According to our usual experience, we should strengthen the city defense and defend Xiangyang to the death. When the Mongolian army runs out of food and grass, we will naturally retreat."

Hearing this, Mu Han shook his head and said, "This time the Mongolian invasion is not like in the past. I'm afraid it won't help if we stick to it. And with our army, how long can we stick to it? This time, the entire Mongolian invasion is coming."

"What does Han'er mean?"

Huang Rong didn't understand, she didn't stick to it, so why should she take the initiative to attack?

"Take the initiative to attack. In this battle, the Mongolian army will be completely wiped out, and then Mongolia will be annexed." Mu Han laughed.

Huang Rong looked at Mu Han with a look of surprise on her pretty face, wondering if Mu Han was crazy?

Xiangyang's [-] defenders, plus [-] beggar gang disciples and [-] disciples from various sects of the Central Plains martial arts, it's not bad to be able to defend Xiangyang, but do you want to destroy the Mongolian army of one million?

Dreaming?

"Aunt Guo, don't worry, I already have a countermeasure." Mu Han said confidently.

Huang Rong nodded and said, "If that's the case, that's fine. I'm leaving. Take good care of Fu'er."

Guo Fu, who was under the blanket, was shocked suddenly. Obviously, she had been discovered by Huang Rong, and her pretty face was flushed with embarrassment.

Although Huang Rong has acquiesced in the matter between herself and Mu Han, Guo Fu feels very guilty every time she faces her mother Huang Rong.

What Guo Fu didn't know was that Huang Rong felt even more guilty when facing Guo Fu.

Mu Han smiled slightly and said, "Aunt Guo, please walk slowly, you can come and sit often when you are free."

Mu Han stretched out his right hand, making a gesture of invitation, and drew an arc with his right hand, just passing the two towering peaks in front of Huang Rong's chest.

Faced with Mu Han's teasing, Huang Rong's pretty face also flushed instantly, she gave Mu Han a hard look, and left quickly.

Looking at Huang Rong's leaving figure, Mu Han's eyes also had a flash of hot color.

Dear mother-in-law, you cannot escape.

……

Mu Han was standing on the city wall of the North Gate of Xiangyang, and behind him, Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and other women were all looking forward with serious expressions.

In front, Mongolian soldiers rushed in like a tide, and then formed their formation.

A figure walked out slowly.

Golden Wheel Dharma King!

"Lord Broken Wheel, you were lucky enough to escape last time, how dare you come this time?" Mu Han sarcastically said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Boy, this time I'm here, I want to clean up my shame in front of everyone." Jinlun Fawang said confidently.

"Oh?"

Mu Han smiled, but he didn't understand, where does Jinlun Fawang's self-confidence come from?

From the aura emanating from Jinlun Fawang, Mu Han concluded that he hadn't broken through to the second level of congenital.

Name: King of the Golden Wheel

Sex: Male

Age: 52

Status: Tibetan Esoteric monk, Mongolian national teacher

Cultivation level: Congenital Level [-] (Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill Level [-])

Does the Dragon Elephant Prajna have eleven levels of skill?

Looking at the system's notes, Mu Han also smiled lightly, "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu has eleven levels, is this Jinlun Dharma King relying on?"

This kind of blind confidence is too ridiculous!

Perhaps, Jinlun Fawang didn't know that he had advanced to the first level of innate level.

Thinking of this, the corner of Mu Han's mouth suddenly turned into a sneer. . "

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"Boy, do you dare to come down and fight this old man again?" Jinlun Fawang snorted coldly.

"Haha, Falun Dafa, are you using the aggressive method?"

Mu Han laughed loudly and said, "Since you make such a strong request, then I will do what you wish."

"No!"

Lieutenant General Li on the side said hastily.

"Brother Mu, don't be fooled by this Falun Dafa King." Wan Yanping and other women also stopped him.