Chapter 228 The water of the Yangtze River is soaring for thousands of miles, but the lingering sound is hard to be heard 1

Everyone couldn't interfere. Seeing this scene, they knew what was going on. Some lowered their heads knowingly, and some simply started whispering. In the quiet forest, there was no smell of the mist and mountain air on the Yunwu Mountain. Yin'er sat down gently.

, reluctant to look at Han Shu, she smelled a very familiar smell - yes, this is Sichuan, this is the edge of the Yangtze River, this is the beginning of this generation's resistance to gold!

Just as they were whispering, a handsome young man walked into the hall. His face was full of sternness and coldness, and his eyes were full of disappointment and sadness. He was dressed like a wanderer. Yes, he was a wanderer.

Because he was unwilling to do so, he said goodbye to Youling Villa and the place where he grew up. The same heavy burden was on him.

The discussion suddenly changed direction, and everyone was in an uproar.

The voice became louder and louder, and Yin'er heard the more heart-wrenching words coming towards the strange boy, but he never stopped - "Isn't that Huang Hequ's son?" "What is he here for! Does he despise us?"

?!" "How can the son of a murderer come to us!"

Mo Fei stopped and his eyes immediately found the intersection: "Leader, now I am the Xiang Master among the fifteen major gangs in Huainan. Of course I am qualified to be here." Yin'er was about to agree, but heard Song Heng say disdainfully: "

No wonder everything in the past few days has been caused by the 15th Huainan Gang!" Sima Dailan responded coldly: "Don't hire people with suspicion, and don't hire people you doubt. Since Mo Shaoxia is fighting against the Jin Dynasty, don't care about his life experience!"

Yin'er nodded approvingly, Song Heng still kept his old ideas: "What do you mean? I have lowered the gold, so what motivation does my son have to fight against the gold?!" Sima Dailan smiled: "Didn't Master Song have heard that?

Have you ever experienced the recent three-city series of major cases in the Jin Kingdom? Nowadays, Mo Shaoxia is the imperial prisoner with the most silver reward offered by the Jin. Lord Song Bao resists the Jin one by one. How many kills can you make?

A golden man?!" Song Heng was stunned and speechless for a moment. Could it be that he sat next to Yin'er and took off the baggage from his back? Yin'er held his breath and saw that the baggage was opened, and there was a box hidden in it.

, shape and size, almost the same as the one holding Yi Maishan's ashes... Yin'er's heart thumped, and she suddenly had an ominous premonition - could it be... another Tai'an rebel?

Mo Fei lowered his head and confirmed the ominous feeling in Yin'er's heart: "Huang He went to kill my master Bai Lufei, and wanted to hang his body for public display. I stole the body..." He clenched his fists, his expression full of emotion.

Everyone was angry: "That sad person

Crazy guy, how many more people will he kill!" Sheng Nan happened to be with Wu Yue and Song Xian came in. Hearing the bad news about Bai Lufei, he couldn't help being shocked: "Did you say something? Huang He went? He killed Bai Lufei.

senior?!"

Mo Fei stood up and said: "Leader, Master, he also hopes to be buried in the Yangtze River in this life. He and Leader Yi will be together... Maybe it is God's will. Master will be very pleased... But I want to remind you, Leader, that in Baidi City, Leader

You have to be extra careful, the biggest target of the Jin people is you..."

When Song Heng saw him about to leave after finishing his words, he snorted and stood up: "Then what's Mo Shaoxia's motive for resisting the Jin? To avenge your master? So he went to kill his biological father?"

Could it be that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I turned around and roared: "Don't have anything to do with Huang He anymore! For so many days, I have traveled all over the country and passed through many places. Every time I tell others that I am a Song Dynasty person,

I was greeted with contemptuous looks! What was my motivation for resisting the Jin Dynasty? It was so that I could proudly raise my head in front of other ethnic groups and proudly tell them that I was an upright Song Dynasty person, not a slave to the subjugation of the country!"

He spoke righteously and sternly, which shocked everyone for a moment. Even Song Heng was speechless and had nothing to say.

Mo Fei turned around and walked straight out the door. Seeing that he wanted to leave, Wu Yue stretched out his hand to hold his hand. Mo Fei stopped. The anger just now had not receded, and now he stared at Wu Yue with a little doubt.

Wu Yue clutched his hand tightly

Hand: "I'm really ashamed. For the sake of my ideals, I chose to hide my life experience. My friends have always kept it a secret for me, but why bother... Could it be that if you don't recognize his father, then you recognize me?"

Brother!?"

Could it be that his hand trembled and he recalled something slightly, Wu Yue took out the piece of jade from his body, and his eye circles suddenly turned red: "I finally have a relative... who is walking the same path as me..."

Except for a few leaders, everyone's reaction was even more intense than Mo Fei's: "What? Even the head Wu of the Red Coat Village is..." "Wu Shaoxia is also Huang Hequ's son?"

Wu Yue loudly announced his life experience to the public, seeming to have found more sufficient reasons for Mo Fei's resistance to the Jin Dynasty. Yin'er looked at Wu Yue with a little gratitude. He and Mo Fei did not look very similar. Wu Yue was more than eight feet tall, and

Maybe they are not outstanding in stature, but they are very worthy of being brothers. Their ideas are so surprisingly consistent! Feng Xiaoyin was excited. She really hoped that Huang He would go and watch here. When watching, he'd better know how to feel ashamed.

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Wu Yue tightly held the hand of this person who was connected by blood in his life. This was his younger brother. He would never lose him in the future...

Feng Xiaoyin looked around and smiled proudly: "Who said our anti-gold forces are weak? We still have so many people, each of us can lead an army!" "The leader is right!" Everyone expressed their approval.

With a knowing smile, Yin'er continued: "There is an ancient saying that 'if a fire starts in a prairie fire, it cannot go any closer'. Leader Yi also hopes that we can start a prairie fire. Our Anti-Golden Alliance will never back down because of any setbacks."

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"It's easier said than done!" In the applause, it was inevitable to hear objections. Song Heng immediately hit her out of habit: "You think of setbacks too simply. Feng Xiaoyin, it is undeniable that you

Have certain leadership skills, talents, and martial arts skills

, but what great deeds have you done? Have you ever defeated Huang He? Then why do you want to be the leader! In just one year, only half of the fifty are left! Baidi City, the resistance against gold should start again, since

If you can't take drastic measures, then you might as well abdicate and make way for others!"

Yin'er said angrily: "Then who do you think is more suitable for this position than me? Let me tell you Song Heng, Jin and Song are not at war now, and no one knows who is the best at fighting. Now I am the No. 1 member of the Anti-Jin Alliance.

One, I will never give up my position as leader!"

Shengnan held her shoulders to calm her anger, and supported her refusal from the bottom of his heart: "Song Heng, if the Southern Rebels didn't have the help of the leader last year, they might have been nipped in the bud. Later, Xiao Qinhuai failed to recover, and it was the leader who helped to mediate.

, on Cangwu Mountain in the past few months,

It was she who made the distinction between right and wrong and made the truth clear! In just one year, the three major regions have not made drastic changes, so no one will meet your standards!" As he said this, Sheng Nan immediately raised a knife and cut his palm in front of everyone.

: "Who else but me supports the alliance leader?!"

Li Fengxing and his wife immediately stood up and joined in this bloody alliance: "Southern Rebels, fully support the leader!"

Jun Qian immediately stepped forward: "The same goes for little Qinhuai!"

Sima Dailan was happy for Yin'er from the bottom of her heart: "The fifteen major gangs in Huainan support the leader! They are united in resisting the Jin!"

In addition to these three gang leaders, the Yunwu Mountain rankings also responded: "United against the gold! Support the leader!"

Yin'er's eyes suddenly became moist: "Okay, avenge your predecessors and wash away the national humiliation for yourself!"

Although Song Heng had never been optimistic about Feng Xiaoyin as the leader of the alliance, he was infected by the atmosphere. He nodded with a faint smile and said softly: "Okay, the same goes for Songjiabao..."

The water of the Yangtze River rushes eastward from the long and narrow ancient canal, and has turned thousands of times in an instant. From the other side of the mountain is the unique folk song "Bamboo Branch" of Badong. This side of the mountain is the quiet and remote history of the anti-golden blood - —Lin Chujiang, Yi Maishan, Bailu Fei, Ji Jing, Lu Ping, Shen Wang, Bai Yi, Murong Jian... Although these names in the past have passed away with the light of swords and swords, while they are being forgotten, they are being forgotten. New characters and new beliefs have been inherited. The waves of the river that have been running for thousands of miles have not only remained unabated for thousands of years, but also have a lingering sound!

Since ancient times, many things have been like this soul-stirring river. The narrower and more obstructed it becomes, the more rapid it becomes!

Hong Hanshu sat aside and drank. His mind was confused. After a while, he turned around and walked away from them. No one noticed that he was holding a piece of crane jade tightly in his hand...
Chapter completed!