The people around him dispersed silently, with kind eyes.

"I'm waiting to save him!"

The old man threw out a chopstick.

The attendant who was raising his fist was hit with a chopstick on his back. He howled miserably, then jumped up and touched his back with his backhand. The pain was unbearable.

"ah!"

That kind of warrior who has fought hundreds of battles would do this even if he was struck by a sword. Deji narrowed his eyes, looked at the old man, and said: "He is a master without any cultivation!"

I looked at Yongtu in front of Yang Guogong.

The warrior came over and slapped the old man on the shoulder.

The old man tilted his head, glanced at me, and sighed, "Why bother?"

As soon as the sword's tail waved, Yongtu wanted to solve the mystery, but as soon as he had this thought in his mind, the sword's tail arrived.

Snap!

The warrior moved forward while holding the back of his hand, and hurriedly let go. The back of his hand suddenly swelled up, looking like a pig's trotters.

Yang Guogong stood up and raised his hand to grab Qi Wei.

Deji looked at him with his eyes turned... Yang Guogong was not a rare cultivation wizard, he had superb cultivation.

Just remember to stop, otherwise if you hurt the old man, it will be considered a thing of the past in official circles.

The old man shook his head, waving as if to see off a guest.

The two hands touch and release.

"Eat."

The old man took out a copper coin and put it on the table carelessly, "Remember to collect the money!"

"Not counting!"

The stall owner grinned.

The old man hurried away with his hands behind his back.

I vaguely heard me say in a calm voice: "I am blocking him, he will not be able to escape a beating! Grandmaster, I have done good deeds again today."

Deji turned around, "Who won?"

Yang Guogong's face turned red, and when he opened his mouth, he exhaled a burst of turbid air, "Something's wrong..." Before he finished speaking, my chest and abdomen moved.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

His face quickly turned pale.

Deji turned around suddenly and stared at the old man.

The old man held his tail in one hand, and the other hand fell casually by his side, shaking his head slightly.

"Why bother?"

Yang Guogong's internal breathing was disturbed, so he took a deep breath."

Go to Jiedu Envoy's Mansion."

"Yang Guogong, he should rest!"

Deji looked at me worriedly.

"I didn't do anything cruel, I just... taught you a lesson!"

The group arrived at Jiedushi's mansion, and Deji went to negotiate.

"The Duke has yet to come."

Well!

Deji looked at the sky and thought, should he come early?

Everyone stood at the door and waited for a long time.

"The Duke."

A voice saying hello came from the side.

"Have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

"My lord, why did you meet the great lord today?"

"The kids are at home."

"The Grand Duke seems to be very talented. I thought he would be able to inherit the mantle of the Grand Duke."

"hehe!"

Song Zhen came swaying with his hands behind his back and a few guards in front of him.

"I've met the Duke."

Everyone salutes.

Yanbo looked at the group of shegujiu and said, "Here we come."

"yes."

Deji said with a smile: "I've always wanted to come, but I was worried that the Duke would be busy with official business."

"You are busy!"

Song Zhen said casually: "Come back!"

Yang Xuanyan followed me, "We were on the reverse journey in those few days, and we were always on guard against our people. I came here to ask Ru'an to take action, and then I heard some news. The ancients have poor ambitions."

"He is a soldier who wants to be a general, and he is a good soldier."

Song Zhen nodded towards Beijiang who came out, "Song Gong is busy first."

"Where is he going?"

Beijiang was full of words and said: "Those days there were few things, but he made excuses. I and Liu Sima were busy for a long time, and they even ran to change clothes..."

Sure enough, you are on the right track... Yanbo said with hypocritical concern: "Look, do you want to invite a doctor to take a look?"

"I'm tough!"

Is there anyone who will obey the old age? Northern Xinjiang is older than the puppet emperor and has a stronger body and bones.

Beijiang glanced at Yan Boju, "Shegu people?"

Song Zhen nodded, and Beijiang said: "The time to come is wrong."

When Song Zhen returned from Chang'an, there was no doubt that Helian's focus in the previous step was not to go north, but to break off the offensive against Northern Liao.

At that time the enemies from Bei Liao came.

Is that a pillow for sleeping?

That is simply not God’s will!

Beijiang was suddenly startled, thinking that God's will was too little, right?

If Yang Xuanfeng is still here, I can suppress Lin Ya with my prestige. In this way, Beiliao can form a rope to deal with Helian's invasion.

In this way, Song Zhen thought that it was absolutely possible to attack so wantonly.

Zitai is indeed an unlucky person. Song Zhen withdrew his room.

Yang Xuanyan stood beside him, with Lin Feibao and a horned dragon guard in front of him.

"sit!"

Yang Guogong sat down casually.

"What is the attitude of the Shegu Department towards Bei Liao?"

Song Zhen asked.

"Death or rest!"

Yan Boju, are you polite?

"If the Northern Liao army attacks, what will the Shegu tribe do?"

Song Zhen seemed to be attentive, but he was observing Yang Guogong.

If it is firm, it means that this person's status in the Shegu tribe is low and he is decisive enough.

As Bei Xian said, the Shegu people came to Taoxian at that time, and the timing was just right.

But what Song Zhen needs is an ally, but a burden.

Yang Guogong said, "Your warriors have always been afraid of the Northern Liao people. Even if they are thousands, they will be invincible! Now, you have a small army of more than ten thousand, just waiting for the Northern Liao people to invade."
To be continued...