Chapter 87 Little Qinhuai changes situation 1

Feng Xiaoyin decided not to return to the inn that night because it was for Xiao Qinhuai's big gathering on the outskirts of Jiankang the next day. As the leader of the alliance, she naturally shouldered the task of reversing the situation and stabilized the situation without Li Jun's request.

When we arrived at our destination, we saw incense masters from a distance. Some of them we knew and some we didn't know were standing on a hill not far away. Seeing that the incense masters hadn't arrived yet, the congregation at the foot of the hill were whispering something.

In the late autumn of the old capital, the scene is a kind of cyan after withered yellow. No matter far or near, there are clusters of peaks and towering mountains, and you can see the depth of the mountains at a glance.

When the people at the foot of the hill saw the arrival of Li Junqian and Bai Lu, they started making noises. Li Junqian raised his hands to signal them to be quiet, but after a while, they gradually calmed down.

Yin'er calmly observed from the sidelines. Although Li Junqian was not as experienced as Xu Yuan, he still had excellent leadership. Little Qinhuai would have uneasy commotion, but he would definitely not fall apart! All of this was the most disturbing darkness before dawn.

"Everyone, please be quiet! It's been almost two months since the death of the chief helmsman! Why hasn't Xiao Qinhuai done anything in the world or made any contribution in the past two months? Because of internal strife, because people are distracted! Everyone can't bear to talk to him.

Are our brothers fighting each other?! Can you all bear to have the little Qinhuai that the chief helmsman created so hard to collapse?!"

After Li Junqian spoke, there was silence.

Bai Lu's nose turned red and he couldn't help crying again.

Jun Qian said loudly: "Everyone can see that we incense masters are all as close as one family. Our martial arts talents are not the most powerful, but don't we represent the equality of everyone in Xiao Qinhuai?

Why can’t everyone escape the struggle for power?

Seizing profits? Why don’t we all work together when the chief helmsman has just passed away? Instead, we are fighting for the false leadership positions of Xiang Master? What’s the use of waiting until we seize it? By then, little Qinhuai has disappeared from the world! Can you bear it?

"

Many people lowered their heads in shame and were silent. Yin'er recalled the day when she first met Xiao Qin Huai Xiang Master and was forced to hand over power. Many people were probably instigated by someone and participated in it. She nodded slightly, understanding that the king was so aware.

Reasoning is the most effective.

"What we have to do now is not difficult! Back to the little Qinhuai in the past, imagine that the chief rudder is still there. In fact, the chief rudder is still with us, right?"

Still quiet.

"Why is no one talking? Right or wrong?" he asked loudly.

"Yes." Everyone said in unison.

"Right or wrong?"

"Yes!" The voice was louder and more determined.

"Right or wrong?!" he continued to ask, feeling his chest burning.

"Yes!" The voice echoed over the valley.

Li Junqian pulled out the dagger and quickly cut the back of his hand. Watching his own blood fall into the ground drop by drop, He Siyuan, Bai Lu, Yan Luzhong, Jiang Nan and others imitated it one by one. Li Junqian whispered: "Chief helmsman, rest in peace.

Come on! Little Qinhuai will always follow you!"

Bai Lu bit his lip: "Bai Lu is here to shed blood today. I just hope that everyone will not give up, make a covenant with Bai Lu, find the murderer, and avenge the chief helmsman!"

"Okay!" Someone under the Qiu took the lead in responding, and immediately followed.

"Everyone must remember the words of the chief rudder, unite as one and defend the country!" Li Junqian said excitedly. Because of his love, he is willing to fight for his life!

The inspiring responses came one after another, getting louder and more numerous.

Somehow, in such a situation, even though Yin'er was an outsider, her heart surged, and the soothing anti-gold string inside was immediately tightened to the extreme. The emotion inspired by the resonance often required

It makes people unable to help themselves, and they work hard without caring about their own lives. Feng Xiaoyin wants to join this Little Qinhuai more and more. Even if she can't gain fame in it, she can still get some spiritual impact and integration, and can realize her first dream in this life.

However, within all the forces of harmony, there will inevitably be discord.

Jun Qian had already expected this. Looking around, the opponents were already fully armed and ready to fight against them.

On the way here, Yin'er also heard Junqian analyze the current situation of Xiao Qinhuai: Gusu is threatened by the Southern Dragon and the Southern Tiger, so it will not have any impact for the time being, while Jiankang City, which is most conducive to expanding its power, has always been young.

Several incense owners are active here and want to

The opponents of moving the gang's business focus from Gusu to Jiankang are almost all old Xiangzhu. They are rooted in Gusu. They have only recently heard about the methods of Li Junqian, Bai Lu and others. The reason for their opposition is that they are worried that they do not understand

How to build and mess up the gang.

Among the die-hards, the one who was most dissatisfied was named Yun Wai, one of the veteran heroes who founded the association with Bai Yi.

Yun Waiwai was also in the crowd at this moment, watching with a sneer as the fun was over, the flame of revenge was burning in the hearts of the congregation, and the conflict had just surfaced.

With a wink from Yun Wai, his disciple Sun Fang immediately stood up and sarcastically said: "Li Junqian, your next plan is to use this slogan of unity to defeat all the old Xiang masters in one fell swoop and get them to agree to your move of the Little Qinhuai headquarters from Suzhou.

Move to Jiankang! Your idea is too naive!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and everyone looked at the sound under the commotion. This was obviously what Yun Wai said! Yun Wai's status in Xiao Qinhuai was almost guaranteed. He usually dealt with people politely and had a gentle attitude.

, so he won everyone's respect and love, and his reputation is no less than that of Bai Yi in the world!

He commented on Li Junqian like this, even if he didn't hesitate to break up with him, but it was unexpected. Yin'er looked at Li Junqian worriedly. He was stunned at first, wondering why he attacked and objected so bluntly, and said in surprise: "Senior Yun, today

When we get together here, I just want to help little Qinhuai to go on the previous path. As for transferring the gang to Jiankang, it is something that Master has recently started. I don't understand why Senior Yun is so distrustful."

His tone was calm, but quite convincing. After listening to this explanation, everyone nodded in agreement, and some people immediately came to Yun Waiwai's side: "Wei, after all, Jun Qian was also trained by us. His

How can we still doubt their character and ability? Although they are young, they are the future of Xiao Qinhuai after all." "Yes, we are here today to make a blood alliance. Don't talk about these unpleasant things..."

Yun Waiwai was a little angry. He stood up and walked to Jun Qian: "Unpleasant things will still happen if you delay them further. What are you, Li Junqian, doing with a bunch of children who don't have enough to eat? What are you and I doing?

The chief helmsman and this group of seniors have killed enemies on the battlefield and all know that Pingjiang is easier to develop than Jiankang. I have no objection to you taking over the responsibility, but if you want to relocate immediately, it is impossible for me to agree!"

"Senior Yun is afraid that there is a misunderstanding. The issue of relocating the headquarters is not the nonsense of Jun Qian alone, but a decision made by the incense masters many years later. Although no one knows what this relocation will bring, there is always

It's an opportunity! Compete against Murong Villa in Pingjiang

, we can never let Little Qinhuai dominate Huainan one day. Senior Yun, when the master was alive, his favorite four words were "the rivers and seas contend". Our Huainan cannot lag behind in the fight against the Jin Dynasty. Little Qinhuai must have a stronghold in Huainan.

The most important location!”

Rivers and seas contend with each other?!

Yun Wai was shocked and touched. Why did Li Junqian's words make him speechless? Moreover, what he said seemed to have his own reason. They young people no longer want to hide their capabilities and bide their time in a corner!

He nodded slightly, appreciating him a little, smiled slightly, and raised his gun: "I want to see how you compete with the world?!"

Everyone thought that he was going to ruin the scene and have a duel with Jun Qian to fight for the set location of the headquarters. They all wanted to stop this sudden fight. Jun Qian remained calm but gently tightened the long whip in his hand: "

Senior Yun, I hope you still have room for change, Xiao Qinhuai must give it a try, otherwise, being as famous as the Short Blade Valley is just a lie!"

Yun Waiwai shouted: "It's a good fight. If you can defeat me, then I will agree to move from Gusu to Jiankang. If you can't win, then I'm sorry. You are not as good as me in martial arts."

How can you trust me in your abilities?"

Having said that, Yunwai fired his shot with the same style as the general he once was. It is said that during the Lianghuai War against the Jin Dynasty, Yunwai was known as the devil with a gun. According to legend, he had amazing speed and soul-stunning thunder.

Although it is half a century old, it still retains its complete and wonderful skills!

Yun Waiwai's marksmanship swept away his gentle approach to life, and was closer to the rules and prohibitions he used when managing meetings. He was precise and sharp, so much so that the first shot blocked all possible attempts by the whip in Li Junqian's hand to break out of the encirclement.

Along the way, the gun rose a little from his hand, but fell everywhere, crowding around the whip in front of the king. The power was endless, and the chaos was boundless.

The road is blocked by people, but doesn’t everyone have their own position?

Yes, Jun Qian was hindered by that gunshot, but he had a position where he could stand. The gunfire kept blowing in his ears. He was not as vulnerable as Yunwai imagined. Yunwai was committed to taking him away with one shot.

The weapon in his hand, however, is obviously not that simple.

No matter how difficult or long this road is, we must break through it - on the long whip, is it the inexhaustible whip road, the inexhaustible internal strength, or the undying determination?

Ten thousand miles, a thousand kills, lucky people will get an exit, people who are greedy for luck will waste this exit, and people who know how to be lucky will get more exits. Feng Xiaoyin hopes that Li Junqian is the latter.

He is worthy of being a top talent trained by the elders of Little Qinhuai. Before the shot was finished, the whip had already used the vastness of his internal power to disintegrate the opponent's offensive. The move was completed in the blink of an eye, and the whip was wrapped around the gun.

The outcome is pure!

Yun Waiwai's face changed. He didn't believe that his martial arts skills were so outstanding. He hurriedly put away his gun and came back. However, Li Jun's left fist had already struck his undefended right. He was very agile and accepted the facts just now.

The fists clashed, and everyone looked on, their hearts tightening first and then tighter, not daring to judge at all.

Li Junqian completely inherited Bai Yi's mantle. He only had two moves, one whip and one punch, but it showed that he had profound skills in the "Four Special Arts of the White Clan". Feng Xiaoyin looked on in shock, feeling that she was really ignorant before, just standing there and listening.

He Siyuan said softly: "Master's four unique arts are whips like tide, fists like lightning, feet like iron, and disguise. Brother Junqian is really amazing."

"So, can you defeat Uncle Yun?" Bai Lu was worried but mixed with a little hope.

Yes, obviously yes. Feng Xiaoyin wanted to say that Li Junqian's martial arts seemed to be below Ye Wenxuan and above Li Fengxing. Just as he was about to say it, he was suddenly startled and sweating profusely: Li Fengxing was obviously one rank higher than Ye Wenxuan...

Suddenly being confused about the level of martial arts by himself, Yin'er felt a sense of fear in her heart. What could this mean? This could only tell herself that Li Junqian's martial arts was finally a character that would never be ignored in the world.

It's clearly daytime, but it's like seeing lightning and thunder in the dark night. The devil is both beyond the clouds and in front of Li Jun... His whip and his fists add a touch of uneasiness to the world, bringing shock and infiltration to the field of vision.

As a result, Yun Waiwai and Li Junqian were fighting each other so fast and fiercely that people were so frightened that they didn't dare to look any further.

Yun Wai was in the whirlpool of whips and understood the "whip like tide". Although his opponent's whip technique was young, the essence was already firmly grasped, and it climbed up like an undertow on the but gradually weakening barrel of his attacking spear.

Finally there is a feeling of encirclement.

Thinking of the ebb and flow of the tide in Jiankang City, and looking at the whip in Li Junqian's hand, it had already transformed into the roar of the waves and the roar of the river.

So far, Li Junqian has been facing the predecessor who is known as the devil in the gun, and he is no inferior.

Yun Waiwai already had the answer in his heart. Maybe it was right to give it to Junior...

Suddenly, Yun Waiwai's hand trembled, as if he could not control the gun. In an instant, the outcome was suddenly advanced. Yun Waiwai was stunned. He did not expect that his distraction would cause Li Junqian to seize the opportunity and whip forward.

He could only escape the crisis by retreating, but just as he was about to escape, his legs and feet refused to obey him...
To be continued...