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Chapter seven hundred and seven: Mongolian war invites to fight

"General Fei Lian! This... should be reported to the king!" The person who had been guarding the hall came over with a sword.

He cursed in his heart: "Who is so unhappy to provoke this guy!"

"I said... I want to take her away!" Fei Lian's aura gradually spread. After many battles, he was inevitably indifferent to the smell of blood on his body, and a murderous aura emanated from the entire hall.

Li Cunxiao was not afraid. Although Meng Zhan was still brave, his eyelids were leaping on the name of the God of Death, and it was indeed not a false reputation...

Seeing that the person was scared, she took a step back and was carried out of the palace by Princess Feilian.

The soldiers and generals around dared not stop them, so they could only make way for one way.

Looking at Fei Lian's back as he left, Li Cunxiao looked back at the trembling palace maid below, and snorted coldly: "You'd better leave here, otherwise..."

Li Cunxiao's words are self-evident. With Fei Lian's means on the battlefield, if this guy is still here, he will be in great pain.

After hearing Li Cunxiao's words, the palace maid sat on the ground, and her body emitted a smell. A yellow liquid flowed under her skirt, obviously because she was scared by Fei Lian.

Han Yi was watching everything about this scene from a distance. There were also Dugu Xin and the other four on the side, but the position they did was not as good as the viewing angle. Han Yi rubbed his temples. Looking at this, Han Feizi was indispensable. If he wanted to think of an idea, otherwise he would be sprayed to death by those people.

"What's wrong with the king...!" Dugu Panruo saw that Han Yi's expression was wrong. With her intelligence and talent, she naturally knew what Han Yi was thinking and took the lead in asking questions.

Han Yi dragged his cheek and said for a while: "Go and do something for me and give her..."

"God King General Li Cunxiao! General Meng Zhan is asking for a meeting!" Gao Lishi walked downstairs, his expression calm. Obviously, he didn't want to wade into muddy waters for the following matters.

"What are they here for?..." Han Yi frowned. Looking at the scenery outside the pavilion, Han Yi drank a glass of sake, his tongue was dry and bitter, but it was also a little spicy. After Han Yi finished drinking, his face was plain: "Call them here!"

"promise!"

"The king, I'll say goodbye first!"

"Go!" Han Yi didn't like the harem's obedience to politics, nor did he liked their interference in politics. They just had to play tricks in the harem.

Dugu Xin touched his beard, looked around with big eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking about, and said to Han Yi: "Would the King and Wei Minister take his leave?"

Han Yi smiled slightly: "It's okay! This matter must not be a big deal!"

"My minister Li Cunxiao meets the king!"

"The empress Meng Zhan joins the king!"

"You won't go to the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble! You two come here, what's wrong? Let's talk straight to you, listen alone?" Han Yi picked up a chicken leg and started to bite it casually, regardless of his etiquette of the monarch and ministers.

"When you are traveling to Shu Kingdom, please send me. Even if you are a front pawn, you will never regret it!" Meng Zhan knelt down and asked for his order, with a hint of anger in the corner of his eyes.

"The king and the humble minister are willing to go!" Li Cunxiao said quickly. His disciple is a genius, and he is less than eighteen years old. Even if he can come and go freely among thousands of troops, he is not as good as him, but he is not bad.

When Han Yi heard this, he threw the cup of his fingers and picked up the cloth below and wiped his hands casually. Han Yi said with a serious expression: "So! Meng Zhan is hard on your wings. Don't you know the strength of Qin? Wang Yanzhang, are you his opponent? You took the one in his hands for several rounds, and even Shi Jianyan was injured in his hands. How many moves can you take Shi Jianyan now! Wouldn't you die in vain if you go?"

"The king's revenge for killing his brother is irreconcilable!" Meng Zhan's eyes were red. This matter cannot be delayed. Let's not talk about whether Han Yi will attack Qin in the future. He will arrest him once if he attacks Qin.

"King! I am willing to ask for a fight again!" Li Cunxiao said with a serious expression.

"You..." Han Yi was so angry that he couldn't speak. Isn't these masters and apprentices a typical example of asking for trouble for him?

"Li Cunxiao, you are a general in our army at least. Can you not be so impulsive when doing things?" Han Yi was annoyed by these two guys this time.

What is this? This time the main purpose is to mess up the situation. When these two guys go, the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet. It would be strange if they don’t kill him, the sky is dark, the sun is dark, the moon is gone. Wang Yanzhang is no match for Li Cunxiao. If Wang Yanzhang really kills Wang Yanzhang, his plan to recuperate will be ruined.

Han Yi rubbed his eyebrows, why can't he make sense to these two guys now? Han Yi tapped the table with his fingers bit by bit, looking at Meng Zhan: "Meng Yuan's Qiu Gu has not forgotten, but now is not the time. Qin Gu will definitely be destroyed, but not now, do you understand?"

"Good king..." Meng Zhan was about to speak.

"Enough!" Han Yi's face turned pale, his face was as deep as water, and his tiger eyes stared at Meng Zhan, then took a breath and said, "Come Zhao Hu back to me, when will you win Zhao Hu? When will Gu let you go!"

"You said this, the king!" Meng Zhan looked serious.

"June has no joke!" Han Yi looked serious. With his current strength to deal with Zhao Hu, it was not that Han Yi looked down on him, but that he was too young.

Li Cunxiao looked serious and looked at his gloating apprentice, and touched his head helplessly. Zhao Hu was one of the thirteen generals of Jingyun. Although this guy was not so popular in that battle, there were many famous generals in the world who had fought in the past few years. To put it bluntly, it was difficult... and it was even more difficult.

"The last general summoned the tiger to see the king!" A man walked over with a sword on his waist, his body was serious, and his silver armor was full of wind.

Han Yi walked past Zhao Hu and whispered: "Twenty moves can only be defeated by him, and the official position will be demoted to three levels!"

As soon as this said, Zhao Hu saw Meng Zhan as if he had a complicated look in his eyes. He looked at Han Yi's sarcastic expression. Zhao Hu smiled bitterly, walked to Meng Zhan, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I'm sorry, boy!"

"It's unknown whoever wins!" Meng Zhan took his two guns and stepped onto his own arena.

Zhao Hu smiled randomly and said, "My name is not a false name for me!"

Originally, Han Jian, who had just returned to the city, held the sword in both hands, and smiled and said, "Who is that guy? You dare to provoke Zhao Hu, don't want to live!"

"His name is Meng Zhan! Li Cunxiao's apprentice, General Meng Yuan's younger brother!" said an eunuch behind.
Chapter completed!
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