Accompanied by a staggered sound of footsteps, a young and young boy with a black heavy sword in his hand and walked in with six figures and came to Darba alone.

"Little beast...Yang Guo, you dare to show up?!" Zhao Zhijing shouted gritted his teeth.

"Faced with a strong enemy, he didn't even have the courage to confront him. He had to rely on his elders to make a comeback. He was such a useless thing!" The one who was close to Zhu and the one who was close to Mo was taught by Su Jin for so long that Yang Guo was deeply aware of the samadhi of the sect.

Zhao Zhijing was so angry that his head was about to explode. His true energy was swelling, his long hair stood upside down, and he cursed sternly: "Little beast, tell me again!"

"Facts are facts. Didn't I say that this has never happened? Zhao Zhijing, get out of here and don't stop me from killing the dog." Yang Guo looked at him contemptuously, and then continued to walk towards Darba.

Zhao Zhijing now wanted to draw out his long sword to tear the little bastard apart, but when Qiu Chuji turned his eyes to him, he felt like he was lit up all over his body. Not only could he not take a step, but he couldn't even speak.

Darba held the demon-subduing pestle tightly and stepped on the blue brick floor. His huge body soared into the air like a tiger, attacking and harshly attacking him.

"boom!"

Yang Guo's body turned, and the heavy black iron sword in his hand hit the demon-subduing pestle, and a roar that shocked the ears. Then Darbana's huge body was directly knocked away and hit the ground hard.

"good!"

Among the heroes, someone suddenly shouted, and suddenly, the joy of joy thundered, and countless Central Plains warriors gradually straightened their chests.

"Looking for death!" Darba jumped up from the ground, waved the demon-subduing pestle and rushed towards Yang Guo again. This time, he used all his strength and skills, and fought with Yang Guo desperately for a difficult-to-solve situation, evenly matched, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yang Guo still had enough energy.

"Enough Darba, you are not his opponent." Since the result can be predicted, the intermediate process will be meaningless. In order to save the face of their group, King Jinlun said lightly.

Darba snorted angrily, broke through the black iron heavy sword with one pestle, and forced back to the side of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Huodu, have you forgotten the bet between us?" Seeing the King of Jinlun, the King of Jinlun, put his eyes on the noble son beside him, Su Jin, wearing a bronze mask, asked in a deep voice.

Huo Du sighed slightly and said to King Jinlun: "Master, I have made an agreement with this person. When I see him in the future, I will definitely retreat. Therefore, I really have no way to stay here again. I hope Master will forgive me."

King Jinlun looked at him deeply, knowing that with his disciple's character, if he had not been caught with a fatal handle, he would not care about any bullshit promises. Even if he forced himself to do so, he would definitely not be able to keep the other party: "Forget it, you two can't fight again. Even if you have the strength of the world's number one, you can't beat four hands with two fists. This battle will be considered as a defeat."

"Since you know you have lost, you should look like a prodigal dog. Who should you show off such a hypocritical manner?" A warrior with a big head and a thick neck sneered among the heroes of the Central Plains.

King Jinlun glared at him and said expressionlessly: "A dog that is a broken family? Are you talking about me or you yourself? I'll tell you a solemn message that the 100,000 Mongolian army has set off and approached Xiangyang at a very fast speed, and can reach it at most ten days. In other words, you still have ten days to consider whether to leave secretly or stay here and wait for death!"

Hearing the 100,000 troops, the heroes of the Central Plains suddenly changed their faces. Some were trembling, some were flickering, some were fighting spirit, and some were tempted to retreat...

"Guo'er, thanks to you here this time, otherwise this hero conference would have really become a joke." When King Jinlun left, Guo Jing said sincerely.

"You should thank my master." Yang Guo put away the black iron heavy sword and pointed at Su Jin and said, "He was the one who shocked Huo Du at the time, and he was also the one who gave me this ability to resist the enemy. This time he even brought more than 3,000 pairs of armor and weapons to help Xiangyang soldiers defend the city."

"You're serious?" Guo Jing's heart was shocked and grabbed Yang Guo's shoulders with both hands.

"Of course it's true, the carriage is parked outside the guard's mansion." Yang Guoting likes to see Guo Jing's face with a shocked expression on his face at this time, he straightens his chest and says proudly.

"Thank you, gentleman, how do you call me?" Guo Jing looked at Su Jin and vaguely guessed his identity in his heart, but he was worried that the other party was wearing a bronze mask on his face, and did not expose the other party's identity without ignoring it.

"Su Jin, I have met Guo Daxia." Su Jin raised his hand and said with a smile: "If you ask Guo Daxia to send someone to inspect the weapons and armor outside."

When the enemy is facing a great enemy, weapons and armor will naturally become the most precious gifts.

Guo Jing could not refuse this tribute, nor could he refuse. He could not even be polite at this time. He walked out of the mansion with the heroes of the world and commanded the officers to start carrying armored soldiers...

That night, bonfires rose in the guard's mansion, and Guo Jing and the guard organized a hero banquet together. Su Jin and his group naturally became the absolute protagonists of the hero banquet. From Su Jin to Zhou Botong, from Xiaolongnu to Yelu Yan, countless people came to toast, with respectful expressions and closeness, and the atmosphere was cheerful and warm. This scene made Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding in the crowd, look bluer and darker, and even began to turn black.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Su Jin was worried about the dream about Guo Xiang, so he deliberately pretended to be drunk and asked Xiaolongnu to take him to the guest room.

"Go into a dream." After being gently placed on the bed, Su Jin completely closed his eyes and murmured softly.

With a "swish", Su Jin came to the pawnshop space, stood behind the counter, and watched a confused little girl push away the fog.

“Where is this place?”

"This is a pawn shop in the heavens and all worlds, Guo Xiang, your wish is to repel the Mongolian army, right?" Su Jin was still hiding behind the clouds and mist and asked faintly.

"Pawn shops in all heavens and worlds? It seems that I should be dreaming." Guo Xiang shook his head, sat on the chair opposite Su Jin, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Su Jin: "..."

Well, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a tough little girl.

"Hey, wake up, wake up, you're not dreaming!" Su Jin patted the counter and forced it to wake it up: "I am the owner of this pawnshop. As long as you pay a certain price, I can help you realize this wish."

"No need, thank you." Guo Xiang said with his eyes half-opening.

Su Jin: "..."

"System, come on, let me explain to you what the hell is going on?"

"Because Guo Xiang is a little bitch and is smarter than most adults, she will naturally not reveal her heart to you when she can't trust you. What should she do next depends on what you mean by the host." Under his call, the system actually came out to explain.

Su Jin's heart moved slightly, took a breath, and said to Guo Xiang: "Guo Xiang, I know that you would say this because you refused to trust me, but I will give you another last chance, whether you are willing to trade, if you take the initiative to give up the trade, I am not sure what consequences will happen."

Guo Xiang stared at her big black and white eyes and was silent for a long time: "What do you want?"

"Seven emotions and six desires, luck, memory, beauty, wisdom, potential, roots and bones...what are you willing to pay for this?"

"Can you draw these things from me?" Guo Xiang finally looked serious and asked seriously.

"Of course, as long as you want."

Guo Xiang was silent for a long time and said softly: "I don't know if you can really defeat the Mongolian army. If you can, I am willing to give my potential in exchange for the well-being of Xiangyang. Anyway, as long as Xiangyang is still there and with the blessing of my parents, no one can hurt me."

"As you wish." Su Jin waved his hand, and the entire pawnshop space gradually became illusory.

Guo’s family, Guo Xiang, who was sleeping, woke up suddenly and reached out to touch his back. He was sweating all over when he was in a cold sweat.

At the same time, in the general's mansion not far away, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was like a ghost, avoiding countless patrol soldiers, and came to a guest room, pointing out a figure on the bed, and quietly left the mansion with him on his back.

"Plop!"

Soon, King Jinlun came to a stream and threw the figure in his arms directly into the cold stream.

"Bang bang bang..." The man in a coma was stimulated by cold water and quickly woke up, his hands constantly slapped on the river surface, making loud noises.

"Golden Wheel Dharma King?!" After struggling for a long time, drinking several sips of water, the man finally crawled out of the river, staring at the figure under the moonlight in horror, and his face turned pale.

"Zhao Zhijing, do you want to die or live?" King Jinlun asked coldly.

"What do you want?" Zhao Zhijing spoke uneasy.

King Jinlun said: "Secretly join our Mongolian dynasty and help the army pacify Xiangyang."

"This is impossible!" Zhao Zhijing refused flatly.
Chapter completed!