Chapter 46 The Master is Coming

Qin Liangyu finally came down the mountain. When he saw Yi Tusheng, he was indescribable. Seeing the devastated copper camels and thorns in Chengdu, he sighed again, "If the court had sent Brother Yi to the war earlier, why would the disaster be today? The people would not have suffered so much."

Yi Tusheng smiled and said, "Fortunately, She Chongming is dead, but Fan Long is still entrenched in Chongqing. I plan to cross the river tomorrow and completely eradicate this cancer. What do you think, little sister?"

Qin Liangyu smiled and said, "How dare the defeated generals dare to speak out? If the eldest brother does not abandon him, let the younger sister be handsome and soldiers cross the river. The eldest brother is here to wait for the good news. Just Fan Long, don't you need the eldest brother to take action in person?"

Yi Tusheng said: "My younger sister is a famous general at that time, Zhuge, the girl. Of course, my elder brother can trust you. However, the court urged me every day, and it still needs to be a quick battle and a quick decision, so let's go together!"

Qin Liangyu curled her lips charmingly: "Brother still can't believe me. Liangyu is willing to learn from Guan Yu to issue a military order to my brother. Chongqing cannot be evaluated within five days, so she is willing to die!"

When Yi Tusheng saw her firm attitude, he was embarrassed to say anything else, "There is no need for military orders. I just hope that you will be a triumphant girl as soon as possible, and you and I will meet again soon!" Yi Tusheng took a step forward and grabbed her jade hand like a tube.

"What brother is thinking, I know it, but..." Qin Liangyu turned shyly: "Brother is a hero of the world. I have been loving for a long time, but my sister made a great vow a few years ago that the Later Jin Dynasty will not get married. Brother... do you understand what others want?"

Yi Tusheng thought, it would be awful if you really made such a vow. I'm afraid you will never marry anyone in your life. But he didn't say that, but exclaimed: "Women are not as good as men, but girls are full of kindness. I am really ashamed of being a brother. If there were more girls like the Ming court, why worry about the immortality of the Later Jin Dynasty and the injustice of the Western Regions."

"Brother, don't make fun of it. What's Liangyu? It's a good thing to have a few more people like you. Brother, you are a master of literature and martial arts, a great hero, and your swordsmanship is invincible. You are dignified and a gentleman. Liangyu has never seen a hero like you. Liangyu admires you very much!"

Yi Tusheng was confused by her praise, so he hurriedly grabbed her slippery jade hand and put it on his mouth and kissed her gently. Qin Liangyu's delicate body trembled, her cheeks burned, and she snuggled weakly in his arms. Yingying smiled and said with a clever smile: "I really hope this is a peaceful and prosperous era. Isn't it great if you and I just lean on it like this..."

"Haha, you two are so kind, you guys are so kind, don't care about those brothers who died on the battlefield or were injured." Zhu Jian happened to walk into the coach's tent and bump into him.

Although Qin Liangyu blushed, Yi Tusheng was extremely embarrassed and said quickly: "Yuer, what did you say?" Zhu Jian had already changed back to women's clothing and rolled his eyes and said: "You marshal, you will know how to celebrate after winning the battle. Should you care about the injured brothers, so that you can compete! Also, there is a monk outside to come to you, who do you think it is?"

Yi Tusheng's sword eyebrows stood up and said sternly: "The Red-clothed Dharma King, Jiumokong?" Zhu Jian smiled and said: "I guessed it right. It's not Jiumokong, but Jiumokong's disciple. He came to ask about my injuries. He thought I was dead. When his disciple saw me just now, he almost shouted to see a ghost!"

Yi Tusheng said, "What is he doing here?" Zhu Jian smiled and said, "He is here to deliver the letter. I heard that he wants you to return the general Ayiaba of Uszang. The man is still outside the tent. Whether you want to see him depends on the words of the general. Oh, you are a marshal and a general, and you are hugging him. I don't know how shameless you are. Sister Qin, go, I will take you to play and ignore him." Zhu Jian pulled Qin Liangyu away.

Yi Tusheng ordered Cao Huachun to call Jiumokong's disciples in. After a while, a young lama wearing a red cassock came in outside the tent. He was holding a gold robes in his right hand and a gray envelope in his left hand. He was arrogant, his eyes were like a copper bell, and his left ear was wearing a copper ring as thick as a wine glass, barefoot, like a Bodhisattva in the temple.

"Is it true that you are Marshal Yi Tusheng? I am the order of my family from Jiumokong, and I have a letter to be presented in person!"

Seeing that he was so arrogant, Yi Tusheng sneered slightly and suddenly withdrew the soft sword from his waist. With a slight trembling, the soft sword disappeared in the air, like a misty mist, swept past under his hands and dragged the letter.

Beiro's reaction was also very happy. The golden light flashed in his right hand, and the air was cut off, hitting Yi Tusheng's sword blade. The letter flashed and returned to the golden pull.

But before Beiro could laugh, Yi Tusheng's sword tip had already come after him, and he picked the letter again, and cut the envelope open. A mysterious suction force emerged from the sword tip, absorbing the letter inside, and drilled into the sleeve with a whoosh. Beiro was unwilling to fail, and Jin Ba's "clang" sounded and flew around Yi Tusheng's arm.

Yi Tusheng took a step back and hit Jin with a palm. The two of them took a step back and smiled and said, "You have lost, do you still have to do it?" Although he said that, Yi Tusheng was surprised in his heart. The palm just now had proved that Beiro's internal strength was comparable to himself. His disciples were so powerful. Can the master be simple?

Yi Tusheng grabbed the letter with his exquisite chaotic sword. In addition to his anger, Belo also had horror and fear. He didn't seem to have thought that there was such a fast and mysterious sword move in the world.

Yi Tusheng ignored Bero, smiled and opened the letter and saw a few lines of words on it: "Quickly return to Ayiaba, the Dharma King can save you from death, otherwise the jade and stone will be burned within half a month."

Yi Tusheng asked puzzledly: "Since I want to take my life, why do you have to wait half a month later? Does it depend on the time when your master kills someone?"

Beiro smiled coldly and said sternly: "The Dharma King has great supernatural powers, can know the past and the future, and his martial arts have reached the path of immortality. How can you ordinary people like you know what he is thinking? You are tactful. You can hand over Ayiaba quickly and you can barely save your life, otherwise your death will come."

Yi Tu said angrily: "Can you know the past and the future? OK, why didn't he calculate that She Chongming would die at the hands of me? Your master gave me half a month to see what success or failure. If the Ming Dynasty defeated Fan Long, he would rely on the Ming Dynasty. If Fan Long defeated me, he would continue to rebel. I was right?"

"I have sent my letter to you. You can do it yourself. The Red Tantric Buddhism is not easy to mess with. If you don't listen to the advice, the disaster will not be far away. Let's say goodbye!"

"What if Ayiaba is dead?" Yi Tusheng sneered.

"Then you have to let Marshal Yi fill your life. We Uszang will not suffer any losses. Let's take a look."

Yi Tusheng said yinly behind him: "Awaiting the Master at any time!"
Chapter completed!