Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　Ying Yu returned to Murong Qiudi, and when she saw Wang Yuyan's style, she frowned and said impatiently.

　　Murong Bo was dead, and the Murong family was completely lost. Only Murong Fu and Deng Baichuan were left to work together, and there was nothing to fear.

　　"you!"

　　When Wang Yuyan heard Ying Yu say this, her bright eyes widened and she looked at Ying Yu angrily.

　　"Xichao, continue on the road." Ying Yu ignored Wang Yuyan, looked at Gu Xichao, and ordered.

　　"Yes."

　　The dignified owner of Yanziwu in Gusu, and the famous martial arts masters of the Song Dynasty all died under the sword of Ying Yu. Gu Xichao completely returned to Ying Yu and bowed his head.

　　Cousin, you will probably never forgive me, will you?

　　Seeing that Ying Yu was ignoring her, Wang Yuyan put down her dagger, and a thought came to her mind.

　　No matter how ignorant she is, she still understands the reason why her father's revenge cannot be shared.

　　After half an hour, a team identical to the original team set off again.

　　At the center of the line was a red carriage driven by four strong horses.

　　As for the chauffeurs and the like who were sacrificed by Ying Yu in the last wave of fake teams, Gu Xichao had already arranged manpower, and each family would pay [-] taels of silver to settle down.

　　The horse's hoof fell on the ground, facing the falling sun in the west, the blood-red sunset, and headed towards the territory of Qing Dynasty.

　　A face full of hope.

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Chapter 106

　　Gusu Murong, Tiandao Pavilion!

　　Both forces have been concerned by the Song Dynasty, the Six Gates, the Power Gang, the Yangtze River Waterway Alliance and other forces.

　　The fierce battle that took place in the wilderness was sent to the leaders of the various forces within a few days.

　　The Yangtze River Waterway, Zongzhai.

　　"hateful!"

　　In the Juyi Hall, Zhu Datianwang Zhu Xiawu, whose true identity was revealed by Ying Yu, has recovered from the wounds left in the battle with Li Chenzhou.

　　Upon receiving the report from his subordinates, this burly and sturdy man burst into flames of anger in his eyes.

　　"Murong Bo, this useless old man, actually stepped into the trap of Ying Yu, a thief, and even took his life!"

　　When speaking, Zhu Xiawu looked around at his subordinates, unable to contain his grief and anger.

　　When the Three Gorges Twelve Linked Docks and Waterways Alliance was at its peak, there were two gods, three heroes, four sticks, five swords, six palms, and seven elders.

　　However, since the friction with Tiandao Pavilion, Sanying and Sizhu first lost their lives, and in the battle outside Gusu City, he not only exposed his identity, but even his own younger brother Zhu Shunshui and Shuangshenjun died.

　　The five swords, the six palms, and the seven elders also damaged several people, but only ten people could be used.

　　"That's it!" Zhu Xiawu didn't expect these people to give him any good advice, he sighed, "Send someone to tell the Qing court that Ying Yu, a thief, bought [-] sets of ordnance from Mrs. Dongming."

　　"Yes!"

　　…………

　　Six-and-a-half minutes at the helm.

　　The Liufen Bantang started decades ago. Its founder was Lei Zhenlei, the 'Great Thunder God' who was born in the Perak Hall. When the current head of the hall, Leishan, came to the throne, the Liufen Bantang has been operating well and prosperously.

　　A secret room.

　　An old man with gray beard and three broken fingers on both hands and ten fingers was lying on a brocade couch with his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he had no sense of the world and was tired of the world.

　　But when his eyes opened and closed, the light leaked from the bottom of his eyes was as dazzling as lightning.

　　This person is the contemporary head of the Liufen and Bantang Hall—Lei Shen!

　　On the side of the thunder-damaged brocade couch, a young man in white clothes with a drooping neck was sitting in a wheelchair, his neck was broken.

　　Ordinary people are so wounded that they will definitely die, but he is still alive and living well.

　　The main hall of the six-and-a-half-and-a-half-minute hall, Di Fei was shocked.

　　"Murong Bo is dead!"

　　Lei Suan suddenly opened his mouth and told the news he had just received.

　　"It's... as expected." Di Fei said intermittently, startled, "Mu... Murong Bo is so talented, how... how is Ying Yu's opponent!"

　　Leishan looked sideways at his most trusted confidant, "Feijing, according to the reports of the little cubs, Ying Yu has already taken out the real goods, shall we do it - grab it?"

　　At the end of the day, the turbid old eyes of thunder damage shot out fiery heat.

　　[-] sets of ordnance!

　　Unable to raise his head, Di Feijing rejected Leisan's proposal, "No...no, Heaven...Tiandao Pavilion... Pavilion Master, foresight, using gunpowder to deal with Murong Bo, who... who knows, he... What else did he arrange for a backhand!"

　　"Okay, the chaos is not necessarily bad for us." Lei San had absolute trust in Di Feijing, and he regretted it.

　　…………

　　Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

　　Founded in Su Zhemu, Su Mengzhen, who is known as 'the first knife of the red sleeve of the dream pillow', has been carried forward and is an ally of the court and the court - the Sixth Five God Marquis, Zhuge Zhengwu.

　　Su Mengzhen and Di Feijing, the main hall of the six and a half halls, have something very similar. They are not in good health, and they are chronic diseases left in their infancy.

　　However, no matter who saw Su Mengzhen, they would not recognize him as Di Feijing.

　　Di Feijing's head is always hanging down, while Su Mengzhen's head is high, like a wild goose with its head held high.

　　"Cough cough cough."

　　At about the same time as Lei Suan, Su Mengzhen was also discussing matters with his confidants—Bai Choufei, Wang Xiaoshi and others.

　　"Second brother," after a dry cough, the handsome and sick Su Mengzhen put down her silk scarf and looked at her sworn brother Bai Choufei.

　　"Where is the team of Tiandao Pavilion now, and when will they be able to leave Da Song?"

　　"Big brother," Bai Choufei cupped his hands, "in ten days at most, Ying Yu will leave Da Song with that batch of armaments. You really decided not to rob it?"

　　In Bai Choufei's tone, there was a touch of regret.

　　"What are you grabbing for?" Su Mengzhen smiled freely, and before she finished speaking, she had another rush of dry cough.

　　"My Jinfeng Drizzle Building is not a power gang, let alone the Yangtze River Waterway Alliance, and I don't want to rebel against the DPRK, so it's useless to grab it!"

　　"What big brother said is." Wang Xiaoshi on the other side also said, "I bet that if we grab this batch of goods, in three days, Zhuge Zheng and my old man will have to come to ask for it. At that time, we will sacrifice brothers in vain. life, but stealing chickens is not a loss of rice!"

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　　"Ugh!"

　　Bai Chou Feisi and Jinfeng Drizzle Tower have had a close relationship with Zhuge Zhengwu since the Su Shimu era, and can't help but sigh.

　　However, in Bai Choufei's drooping eyes, a trace of unwilling resentment crossed.

　　The heart that wants to fly will never die!

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　　Power Gang, the helm.

　　Outside the lobby, the golden fist representing the Power Gang pointed straight to the sky, symbolizing Li Chenzhou's indomitable ambition. One day, when he feels the time is right, he will challenge the supreme royal family!

　　"Fifth, you immediately arrange for nine heavens and ten places, nineteen gods and demons to take over the power of the Murong family."

　　As soon as Liu Suifeng finished speaking the information he got, Li Chenzhou pondered for a few breaths before making a decision.

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　　"Also, don't touch Gusu Murong!"

　　"Yes."

　　Liu Suifeng bowed his head to lead the order.

　　Zhao Shirong, with clouded temples and foggy temples, moved a strand of blue silk on his temples, "Shen Zhou, aren't you interested in Tiandao Pavilion's ordnance?"

　　"Of course not." In front of his beloved wife and best and only remaining brother, Li Chenzhou revealed his heart, "It's just that I don't think these [-] sets of ordnance are so easy to get."

　　"I don't have much confidence in the Heavenly Emperor's body of the pavilion master of Shangtian Dao!"

　　As he spoke, fear appeared in Li Chenzhou's eyes.

　　Since returning from that day, he has painstakingly meditated on the method of deciphering the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body, but has always found nothing.

　　That move is not an illusion, but directly magnifies the body ten times, and the strength also increases.Even if it consumes a lot of power, it is still enough to retreat in front of any master under the premise that heaven and human beings do not escape.

　　"Boss," Liu Suifeng suggested, "Can't we first arrange some shrimp soldiers and crab generals to consume Ying Yu's skill?"

　　Li Chenzhou said solemnly: "It is feasible, but no matter what I have seen or the information I have contacted, it proves that Ying Yu is by no means a brave husband, and these people will always arrange a way for themselves. I want to force him to death. I am afraid to mobilize all the power of the Power Gang. In that case, the gains outweigh the losses!"

　　"The boss said yes."

　　Zhao Shirong looked at her husband worriedly. She knew her husband's aspirations well. Seeing that he admired and feared a person so much, she began to doubt for the first time. If one day, if her husband had a conflict with the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Dao, would he be able to win?Four.

Chapter 107

　　God Hou House.

　　"Meet Uncle Shi."

　　Ruthless · Sheng Yayu, Tie Hand · Tie Youxia, Chasing Life · Cui Lueshang, cold-blooded · Leng Lingqi, all clasped fists, and bowed to the head of the Sixth Five Gods Marquis Zhuge Zheng.

　　"Heartless, is what you said in your letter true?"

　　Zhuge Zhengga is a famous legend who has been famous for decades in Wulin in the Song Dynasty, and has great prestige in the court and the public.

　　His beard is snow-white, his cheeks are full of folds, he is as old as a clock, and his eyes are cloudy but still warm, lingering with wisdom.