The group reluctantly watched the woman drift away with the boat and ready to set off.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared from the reed marsh from the lake.

A green shirt, his shirt fluttered, and a long sword was inserted diagonally on his back. The hilt of the sword was exposed from his shoulders. After the reed marsh rushed out, it turned straight into the river.

Zhao Hu and others' eyes were captured again.

Because the man in blue had nothing else under his feet, he just slightly tapped his feet and walked on the lake.

In a graceful manner, it seemed like a banished immortal.

The lake was like flat ground at his feet, and he floated over the lake for dozens of meters and landed gently on the beautiful woman's boat.

The boat was not bumpy at all.

Zhao Dajie stammered and said, "Emperor, the emperor, there are, there are immortals."

Zhao Dongting frowned slightly in the carriage, lifted the curtain again and walked out. He was slightly stunned when he saw the man in blue suddenly appearing on the boat.

The man in blue looks extraordinary, standing at the bow of the boat, as if he is blending with the entire landscape.

If he hadn't had his beard on his chin and had been a little older, he would have been thought that he would have been exiled immortals who had been demoted by God.

The man in green also looked at Zhao Dongting and the others. His eyes were long and narrow, with a flash of light shining.

Le Wuchen seemed to feel aura and walked out of the carriage with a serious expression, "Your Majesty, this person is a top expert."

Zhao Dongting nodded gently and whispered to Zhao Da and the others: "Beware!"

Zhao Da and others immediately looked solemn, and dozens of cavalry stopped in front of Zhao Dongting's chariot. Because at this time, the man in green had already come towards them.

I saw his sleeves suddenly bulging, covering his hands, and the boat was shooting towards the shore at an extremely fast speed.

This hand is really like a god.

In less than ten breaths, the boat arrived at the shore of the lake in front of Zhao Dongting and others.

The man in green floated up, crossed several meters, and gently landed in front of Zhao Da and the others only a few meters.

Zhao Da’s martial arts skills are good, but he knows that he is still a thousand miles apart from this man in blue, so he suddenly draws out his sword and says, “The person who comes will stop!”

In order to conceal their identity, when they left Wuzhou City, they all wore casual clothes and weapons. They were the most common long swords in the world they brought.

Zhao Dongting's eyes swept over the face of the woman in white again, and then he noticed the boat under her feet.

The boat is covered with moss and a smell of decay. It seems that it has been floating in the lake for a long time.

This man in blue and the woman in white should not be the one here.

After carefully looking at it, he put his eyes on the man in blue again. Such a person really fully interprets his imagination of the masters in the world.

This is simply a sword immortal living in the world.

A name suddenly appeared in his mind... Sword God's Empty Son?

The man in green had no intention of taking action. Gu Pan seemed to have not taken Zhao Da and others to heart. He suddenly spoke and asked, "Are you soldiers of the Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Da and the others were slightly shocked.

Le Wuchen quietly stood in front of Zhao Dongting and said, "I haven't asked for advice yet."

In terms of momentum, only he can have the antibodies with the man in blue. Zhao Da, Zhao Hu and others have completely lost their color.

The man in Qing said, "Jun Tianfang."

Le Wufeng's breath suddenly subsided at this moment, and Zhao Dongting couldn't help but lose his voice, "The Sword Immortal of the Blue-clothed"

During the Chinese New Year, he had read the Bai Xiaosheng Jianghu Master List in Leizhou and was no stranger to this name.

The Qingyi Sword Immortal Jun Tianfang, a native of Shu, has an unparalleled light skills and ranks tenth in the list of masters, following the beggar emperor Hong Wutian.

At his level, he is no longer a top expert to measure, but a peerless master who rarely competes in the world.

The man in green did not take Zhao Dongting's surprise to heart, but just nodded slightly.

There are obviously many people who know his name in the world.

Le Wuquan waved his hand and asked Zhao Da, Zhao Hu and the others to put away their weapons and said, "I am here to have no money, what is the so-called "Sword Immortal in Qingyi?"

"Broken Mountain Finger?"

Jun Tianfang's eyes finally showed a little surprise, and then said, "I am displaced here and I want to exchange for some food, but I wonder if I can?"

Zhao Da, Zhao Hu and others, as well as Zhao Dongting were all stunned.

Mom, I am really a peerless master. I am so arrogant when I come to exchange food, as if a god is coming to ask for incense.

It is really hard to imagine that people like Jun Tianfang would be worried about filling their stomachs. Putting down their figures requires food.

Le Wuchen was also slightly stunned, and then looked at Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting naturally didn't mind making a good relationship with such a peerless master, and ordered: "Zhao Da, get some food to give to Senior Jun."

As he said that, he looked at Jun Tianfang again, "It's just a little food. I just accept it, and there is no need to exchange it for it."

Zhao Da took off his bag, turned over and dismounted, and handed it to Juntian to put it away.

Jun Tianfang took the bag, but said, "Jun doesn't like to owe everyone favors."

As he said that, he reached into his arms, took out a gold ingot and threw it to Zhao Dongting, "These food that you bought should be enough."

Le reached out to take the gold ingot for free.

Zhao Dongting was so helpless, full of helplessness. It was really distressing to make such a peerless master owe a favor, but he was still seen through his mind.

Seeing Jun Tianfang turn around and want to leave, he really couldn't bear to let it go.

Even though he may not be alive for a long time, if the Song Dynasty could recruit experts like Jun Tianfang, there might be more hope for revival in the future.

He suddenly spoke and asked, "Senior, where are you going?"

Jun Tianfang said: "Wuzhou."

Then I lightly pressed my feet and floated onto the boat again.

The woman in white, Yingying, gave a bow to Zhao Dongting and the others. Zhao Dongting asked again, but Jun Tianfang had activated his internal force and the boat shot away.

He obviously did not want to have too much involvement with Zhao Dongting and others.

Zhao Dongting's words were stuck in his throat. Seeing the boat that Jun Tian put away quickly, he felt a pity and couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity, what a pity."

Le Wuchen sighed beside him, "Your Majesty, such a great man like the Qingyi Sword Immortal, you need fate to recruit him."

Zhao Dongting shrugged, and understood this in his heart, and said with a little regret: "Let's go!"

Not to mention that he has not revealed his identity at the moment, even if he says he is the emperor of the Song Dynasty, Jun Tianfang may not have paid much attention to him.

These people in the world, especially peerless masters, have taken imperial power very lightly.

"Set off!"

Seeing that Jun Tian had set a small boat missing behind the reed marsh, Zhao Da waved and shouted.

Dozens of cavalry guarding Zhao Dongting continued to head towards the north.

After a few days, everyone finally arrived at the edge of Linheling, the northern border of Hezhou.

Le Wugong said to Zhao Dongting: "Your Majesty, in another three days, we can go to Baicao Valley."

Zhao Dongting lay on the bed inside the chariot and nodded slightly.

By now, his condition has worsened. His face is always spasm, his teeth are closed, and it is difficult to speak. He is slightly stimulated, such as light, sound, etc., which may cause convulsions and twitching throughout the body. The whole person is in pain all the time.

If he is not treated again and his condition worsens, he will be hard to save even if he is a real god.

With worry in his eyes, Le Wuhuang shouted to the outside of the carriage: "Zhao Hu, leave ten people here to guard the carriage and horses. Zhao Da and I will take the emperor to Baicao Valley."

Linhe Ridge is full of winding and steep mountain roads, and there is no road in some places, so there is no carriage or horse.

Zhao Hu received the order.

Zhao Da came from outside into the carriage, went to Zhao Dongting's bed, carried Zhao Dongting on his back, and walked out.

Just as the sunlight outside was shining, Zhao Dongting kept twitching, his face turned slightly purple, and he was suffering from great pain.

Dozens of soldiers were chasing all obstacles in front, and the group climbed up Linhe Ridge.

The mountain road was steep, and after a while, the group disappeared into the deep jungle.

Zhao Hu ordered the soldiers to camp on the spot, waiting for Zhao Dongting and the others to come back.

Wuzhou.

After Wen Tianxiang left Zhao Dongting, he left Liu Zijun and Du Hu and the others to lead Xingguo army to guard Wuzhou, and he led the rest of his soldiers to Pingnan.

At the same time, the soldiers who remained in Lipu County also rushed to Pingnan with surrendered soldiers from the Yuan army.

There are still many surrendered Yuan army soldiers in Pingnan City. After the war, half of Wuzhou was devastated and looked even more decaying. Some cities became dead cities, while others were only a few thousand people left. There were many things to deal with.

Zhao Dongting suffered from tetanus, and all these things fell on Wen Tianxiang's head.

For example, Su Quandang, Yue Peng and others can fight, but when it comes to governance, they are just outsiders.

Fortunately, Wen Tianxiang was a Confucian general and was originally a civil official. Otherwise, the Song Dynasty would have been unable to clean up this mess.

In a blink of an eye, another three days have passed.

In the evening.

The rain just stopped, and the mist lingered in the deep mountains, full of fresh air.

Dozens of people from Zhao Dongting appeared and disappeared on the mountain road.

By this time, Zhao Dongting was terminally ill, with a purple complexion, and occasionally foaming at the mouth, often causing sweating due to spasms.

The flying dragon soldiers were all dressed in rags and looked tired.

They didn't have much rest for the past three days to hurry up.

After climbing over another mountain, the grass and trees on the peak in front of me suddenly became thinner and weeds were overgrown. Le Wuchen finally pointed to the top of the mountain covered by clouds and said, "Your Majesty, this is Gu Po Mountain!"

Zhao Dongting did not respond at all.
Chapter completed!