In the Snow: People in Beiliang, Overwhelming People with Power

These words are what Yuan Zuozong thought in his heart, and they are all words from the heart.

If he had some doubts about His Royal Highness's change before, it has been completely dispelled now.

Today's His Royal Highness is worthy of the position of King of Beiliang, even higher!

Hearing Yuan Zuozong's answer, Xu Fengnian smiled slightly and said:

"No waste, no waste.

If this dragon and tiger golden elixir is kept hidden and not used, then it will always be a dead thing.

It can only be used to its full potential if it is used by the right people.

People are always more worth keeping than dead things. "

Hearing what Xu Fengnian said, Yuan Zuozong was deeply moved.

His Royal Highness is really worthy of his thought just now with such a heart.

Ordinary people, if they got this priceless life-saving item, most of them would wish to accumulate as much of it as possible, so how could they give it to their subordinates so generously?

Not to mention asking them to say the words 'people are more worth staying than dead things'.

Feeling agitated, Yuan Zuozong suddenly knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and lowered his head, saying:

"Your Highness, the last general is willing to go through fire and water for the Xu family for generations!"

Xu Fengnian raised his eyebrows and helped Yuan Zuozong up and said:

"Brother Yuan, you're out of touch now.

They are all a family, and it is common sense to support each other, there is no need to be so polite.

Besides, even though I am the head coach of the Daxue Dragon Rider, in reality all affairs in the army are handled by you, Sange Yuan.

Feng Nian's hands-off shopkeeper can be so comfortable, but it's all thanks to Yuan Sange.

You see, the current Daxue Dragon Rider can easily wipe out the five thousand elite riders secretly cultivated by Li Yang like a broken bamboo, and the credit for this is all yours, Third Brother Yuan. "

Don't be greedy for credit, don't claim credit.

His Royal Highness deserves the allegiance of Yuan Zuozong!

Yuan Zuozong, who stood up, looked at the two waves of armies that had begun to fight each other in the distance, his eyes were full of confidence.

His Royal Highness Shizi is right, how could the Daxuelong cavalry be compared to these Liyang fine cavalry under his day and night practice?

Even if Wanqi is against Wanqi, Daxuelongqi can win it steadily.

What's more, it is now ten thousand riders against thousand riders.

It is entirely self-evident how this will turn out.

Moreover, the Liyang cavalry who were supposed to charge after the first wave of arrows gave up the advantage of being the first mover and chose to shoot the second wave of arrows because of the request of the man Mao Han Diaosi.

Then this is equivalent to turning them from elite cavalry into lambs to be slaughtered.

The Great Snow Dragon Rider was just a wave of charges, and the five thousand elite riders secretly cultivated by the Liyang Dynasty were directly hit and riddled with holes.

By the time the Snow Dragon Riders turned around to charge again, the five thousand elite riders had already been heartbroken and broke up into deserters and fled in all directions.

Once there is a rout in the battlefield, death will follow you everywhere!

In just a quarter of an hour, the hills outside the Emperor Wu City were full of corpses.

The blood flowing down from the corpses formed blood puddles of various sizes on the uneven hill.

A big win!

Even the unarmored Daxuelongqi achieved the miraculous victory of being immortal after the old sword god Li Chungang blocked the arrow rain!

Personal force crushes the opponent.

The number of people crushed the opposite side.

The battle reserve crushed the opponent.

The quality of the weapon crushes the opponent.

How could Daxuelongqi lose?

There is no way to lose!

Deng Tai'a is the leader of the Zhixuan, so the Haoerlang in Beiliang deserve to be the number one cavalry in the world!

Just when this thought flashed through Yuan Zuozong's mind, a donkey's hoof sounded softly behind everyone.

Following the sound, two people and a donkey are walking towards this side lightly.

"Thanks to an old friend from all corners of the world, a book friend, a Taoist companion who washes jade with fragrance, escape, and kung fu dolphins for their rewards, thank you!"

Chapter 288 Deng Tai'a Passes the Sword!

From Yuan Zuozong's point of view, the combination of these two people and a donkey is quite strange.

After all, how can there be a boy dressed as a bookboy sitting on an old donkey, and a middle-aged man dressed as a master leading a donkey and carrying a bookcase?

If he hadn't seen the peach blossom branch in the middle-aged man's hand, Yuan Zuozong would have suspected that this is another new type of killer who came to kill people.

Yuan Zuozong waved his hand slightly to signal the nearby Daxue Longriders not to intercept them, and just like that let the two of them come forward together.

Xu Fengnian, who was being supported by the blue bird, withdrew his hand on the shoulder of the blue bird, and bowed to the middle-aged man, that is, Mrs. Deng, with a serious expression.

"Thank you uncle for the rescue, Fengnian will not be in a desperate situation."

Hearing Xu Fengnian speak first, Deng Tai'a, who was called uncle, looked at Xu Fengnian strangely and said:

"Your mother mentioned me to you?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said with a smile:

"Never."

Hearing this answer, Deng Tai'a's expression became even more strange:

"Then why do you know me?"

Xu Fengnian casually said:

"I have met Wu Liuding before, and I learned from him who he is going to challenge when he leaves the Wu Family Sword Tomb this time.

I also learned about the relationship between my uncle and my mother by following the clues.

This time when I saw the unrivaled military solution secret technique, I guessed it was done by my uncle. "

There was a strange look in Deng Tai'er's eyes, this Xu Fengnian is really careful, this is not like Wu Su at all, could it be that he learned it from that Northern Liang poisoner Li Yishan?

Deng Tai'a, who no longer thought about it, admitted directly:

"You do have an exquisite heart with seven apertures.

Yes, if you look into it carefully, I am indeed your distant uncle.

Then do you know why I drew the sword just now? "

Xu Fengnian nodded and said:

"I heard that Wu Liuding said that my uncle was thrown to the sword mountain to fend for himself before he left the Wu family's sword tomb.

At that time, no one was willing to lend a helping hand to my uncle, only my mother was willing to help.

Now that Feng Nian is in trouble, my uncle is naturally willing to help one or two. "

Deng Tai'a smiled lightly and said:

"You can see clearly.

Yes, I do owe your mother favors.

That Bing Jie just now repaid half of the life-saving grace I owed to your mother.

Now I'm here to pay back the other half. After paying back the half, we'll be cleared between you and me.

If we can't see each other in the future, we won't see each other again. "

Hearing Deng Tai'a's unfamiliar words, Xu Fengnian smiled slightly and said:

"Uncle's words are a bit out of place.

Fengnian didn't deliberately ask his uncle for anything.

Mother is gone, and uncle is Fengnian's only elder besides father.

If possible, please ask Uncle to ask Fengnian to do something for you. "

Hearing this, the corners of Deng Tai'a's mouth slightly turned up, and his heart was full of smiles.

Do something?

Is this trying to give him a pension?

This kid's abacus is really loud.

"You are sweet.

It's a pity, your Xu family is in a deep vortex, I don't want to get involved in this mess.

All right, let's stop here.

I, Deng Tai'a, are not so destitute that I want to find someone to take care of me. "

After finishing speaking, Deng Tai'a took out the pineapple sword box that was placed in the bookcase, put two fingers together on it, wiped it, and threw it towards Xu Fengnian.

"These are the twelve small swords used to place soldiers in the sword array.

I have removed the arcane restraint from these twelve swords, and they are now ownerless.

Next, you only need to feed them with the blood essence of your fingertips every day. It can be as short as three years and as long as ten years, and then they can give birth to consonance.

Later, I will teach you a superior sword control technique, and you will be able to control the twelve swords without hindrance.

By the way, the red line of the cat is also in your hands, right?

Bring it, let me erase the secret law prohibition on it.

In this way, you will have two kinds of top finger mysteries, and I can be regarded as repaying your mother's kindness. "

Xu Fengnian nodded, and took out a piece of red thread that was still beating and handed it to Deng Tai'a, who asked him to use the supreme sword intent to erase the secret law prohibition inside, and turned it back into an ownerless thing.

If this kind of finger-mystery thing that can cultivate spirituality is supplemented with the corresponding finger-mystic technique, the damage it can cause can far exceed that of the same realm.

It just so happened that Xu Fengnian witnessed both of these two fingering mystic techniques with his own eyes.

With the method of looking in the mirror to reproduce, all Xu Fengnian needs to do now is to re-cultivate the spirituality of the red line and the twelve swords with his own blood.

After teaching the formula and confirming that Xu Fengnian understood the meaning, Deng Tai'a turned around and wanted to leave.

At this moment, the old sword god Li Chungang in sheepskin fur slowly floated down from mid-air.

Li Chungang, who had just fought the sword in the city and the rain of arrows in the sky, was really exhausted.

After all, although he is a terrestrial sword fairy, he is still a human being in essence, and if he is a human being, his manpower will be exhausted.

However, Li Chungang's mouth never spared anyone, and Li Chungang, who fell on the ground, saw the pocket pineapple sword box and the twelve small glazed swords placed in it at a glance.

Then the old sword god curled his lips in disdain and said:

"What is this? An embroidery needle?

It's too girly.

Is this sword used for embroidery?

Could it be that this junior named Deng is a woman? "

Deng Tai'a, who hadn't left yet, heard the evaluation from Senior Li whom he admired, and staggered, almost fell to the ground.

Jiantong Sanlu, who sat on the old donkey and kept silent, raised his eyebrows and wanted to refute.

Fortunately, Deng Tai'a quickly tugged on Sanlu's sleeve, and then shook his head in a rare and serious manner, which stopped the sword boy who said nothing was taboo.

It was Xu Fengnian who reminded Li Chungang cautiously and softly:

"Old brother, uncle is still here."

uncle?