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"How is that possible?"

Taoist Zhengyang shouted in horror - Chen Sanlang's energy not only did not decrease in a slight decrease, but instead condensed into a mass, with a meteorological shape.

A sword shape!

This made the Taoist priest feel incredible and could not accept it.

Before using the secret technique, he did a lot of homework and mobilized the Yuan family's strength to formulate strategies and measures to "pull and peel".

If it is understandable that Xu Jun escaped by chance, the Huwei Guard team in Jingxian had no reason to attack the Chen family. However, the fate of Chen Sanlang now has been rising and not affected at all...

"Is it an accident that happened to Huwei Guard, which caused the execution to be ineffective?"

Thinking of this possibility, Taoist Master Zhengyang felt angry and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Huwei Guard is the most elite military and armored force under the Yuan family. Among them, the team sent out to perform the mission is even more of a confidant of Yuan Geshu. Since that is the case, how could the mission not be completed?

The Taoist priest couldn't figure it out.

Failed to pluck hair, failed to peel skin... In fact, these two steps are not decisive to the overall situation. The most important thing is:

What kind of virtue does Chen Sanlang have to develop a weather?

As the saying goes, "The weather is numerous", which means that the shape of "meteorology" is varied and does not generalize. According to the division in "The Art of Looking at Qi", the shape of the sword is equal and not prominent. In other words, it is quite inferior to that of Yuan Geshu's Luo Umbrella.

Among the weather, the most noble one is the shape of a tripod. Nine tripods stand in the world, which is a magical weapon for the country. At least one prince needs to be able to manifest the shape of a tripod.

But no matter what, weather is weather. It has become a foundation and is completely different and scattered. When it reaches this point, it is not so easy to shake it.

The black hand turned into a shadow fell on the sword-shaped atmosphere, but it seemed like a moth flew into a fire, and was immediately melted to the point of being gone until it disappeared.

If the entire phantom invaded, it might not be so bad, and there would be some variables. Unfortunately, the phantom was cut into two halves by the Sword of the Evil Slaying Sword, and the remaining half. The power was reduced, and it was destined to be destroyed.

The black hand was destroyed, the thunder stopped, and the world in my mind gradually returned to calm. However, the violent thunder just now collapsed, as if it was a ruin, which took some time to recuperate before it could be completely restored.

Boom!

There was still a deafening roar in the sky, but there was someone else who pointed out by the thunder.

The thunder sounded like a heavy hammer. It hit the heart sharply. Taoist Master Zhengyang let out a mouthful of blood and splashed onto the stone table. It was shocking.

His face was bleak, and the peach wood sword in his hand fell to the ground, scattered and turned into fragments. He could no longer find a trace of the sword; as for the talismans wrapped around the sword, they turned into ashes. With a slight movement, they disappeared.

The talisman sword was shattered, and the Taoist priest sat on the ground, his expression suddenly became depressed. His face, which was originally rejuvenated, decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was old; his black hair turned white in an instant, and it was dark...

His eyes were dim and had no focus at all. He looked at him blankly, his heart was empty and he lost his weight. He suddenly sighed: "I raised a piglet in my captivity, but I have raised a tiger. What can I do?"

When his head tilted, he was so angry.

The sky was filled with clouds and lightning, and the spring rain was getting heavier.

...

In March, there is also rain in Yangzhou, but it is drizzling and drizzling.

The Yangzhou Governor's Mansion belongs to Yuan Geshu's courtyard. In the evening, several servants were busy and rushed to the dining room with plates of delicious food in their hands.

These dishes are of various styles and have different flavors, including several special dishes from the north.

Recently, the Major General has a bad appetite, is depressed, has a poor appetite, and eats very little. Yuan Geshu's mother found out about this and specially ordered the kitchen to carefully cook and produce various flavors of dishes. Each meal has more than 20 dishes, and Yuan Geshu can choose.

However, this method does not seem to work.

Brother Yuan was still bored and his temper became irritable. If he was not satisfied, he would smash the dishes and even ravage the servants who served him very roughly.

In fact, for those slaves, being favored by the major general is a happy event. If they can conceive a child, they may be able to become a mother with a noble son, leave the slave family, and become a concubine. Therefore, usually, these women with intentions always look forward to it with their eyes fixed on each other.

But when this day really came, they felt very painful, because Yuan Geshu's venting was like a beast that chose people to eat.

He was inexplicably in his heart.

Since returning from Dongting Lake, people have spread their hands and searched everywhere for the whereabouts of red carp. There are a lot of feedback. There are news of red carp being found every day. Many people have fished red carp back and kept them in the garden lake, with thousands of them.

However, these red carp are all ordinary products and have nothing to do with Xiaolongnu.

After so long, I still can’t find Xiaolongnu’s whereabouts, which means that I and that great opportunity are gradually drifting away. How can Yuan Geshu be calm?

On the other hand, Taoist father Zhengyang rushed to Beijing and wanted to slaughter pigs at close range. A few days ago, he sent back an urgent secret letter. Yuan Ge Shu naturally sent a confidant soldier to Jingxian to carry out the mission according to the secret letter.

The time for the task to be implemented is today.

And today is also a big day for the test results to be released.

But Yuan Geshu's heart was a little confused.

Facing the delicious food full of the dining table, he smelled the scent of the food, but couldn't raise his appetite. After a while, he finally barely held the chopsticks and reached out to pick up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

Chewing carefully, it is tasteless, as if eating a piece of wood.

Boom!

The sky outside the house was just raining, but a sudden thunder broke out.

Brother Yuan was shocked and suddenly missed the action. The bowls and chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, smashed with a "bang", and the white rice scattered all over the ground.

"Please calm down!"

The servant who was serving next to him thought that Yuan Geshu was about to get angry again, so he was panicked and quickly fell to the ground and kowtowed and begged.

Brother Yuan was unaware of it. At the moment when the thunder exploded, there was only thunder in his ears, and he could no longer accommodate other movements.

After a while, he finally woke up and rushed out, ran out along the path, waved his hands, and shouted: "Come back, come back soon!"

It seemed like I was going to chase something that left him. But before him, there was nothing.

This scene was seen by many people in the mansion and could not help but be stunned. They had never seen the Major General lose his composure.

"Bang!"

A team of people suddenly turned out in front, and the leader was the governor Yuan Wenchang. He slapped his son in the face: "Bastard, what are you doing?"

His face as firm as rocks blew up angry.

Yuan Geshu was beaten and woke up from his dream. When he saw his father, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yuan Wenchang glanced at him and brushed his sleeves: "Brother Shu, you disappointed me so much." After that, he led a group of personal guards to turn around and leave, and never look back at his son. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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