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Chapter 818 [Zhu]?(2/2)

Under Li Guer's side-eyed look, Ouyang Rong put Ye Mingzhu and the note into his arms.

Behind, Lu Ya suddenly looked up:

"It's Senior Brother Zhang, his compass is approaching, it's Senior Brother Zhang!"

Everyone turned around and saw the priest who was squinting his face pointed at the woods on the other side of the back.

Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen also heard that the sound of horse hooves of the cavalry were getting louder and louder, and they were approaching quickly.

As if I received guidance and knew their location, I was indeed coming for them.

When everyone woke up, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The probability of being a friend but not an enemy is greater.

Ouyang Rong's brows relaxed slightly.

The next moment, everyone suddenly saw a young white-robed man slowly walking out of the woods on the other side.

Behind him was a cold-faced middle-aged female official.

Nearly three hundred white tiger guards walked out neatly, stopped on the shore, standing on the open space where they had originally camped on the other side, staring at them.

Everyone froze.

Lu Ya looked at the compass in Li Congshan's hand suddenly.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Zhang?"

Li Congshan said nothing, looked around the crowd coldly and said loudly:

"Please go back home with your prince!"

Ouyang Rong looked at him calmly.

"Go back to the mansion? The mansion is gone, why are you going to go back? General Li's head is burned by the fire?"

Li Congshan nodded:

"Then we can't run around. In the future, we will protect the prince and the prince will be fully prepared."

Rong Zhen suddenly walked out:

"Do you dare to kill someone to silence you? Do you think this palace does not exist?"

Miaozhen turned her head and looked at her in surprise:

"Rong Zhen Nu Shi? Why are you here too, where are Wei Wu?"

Li Congshan slowly turned his head, and held his fists for a while:

"Princess."

Rong Zhen looked at them coldly:

"Wei Wu has long died. If you don't want to die, get back immediately."

Li Congshan lowered his eyes and said:

"The princess calmed down. The generals were just following orders. The saint asked the generals to protect the Xunyang Palace. Without the saint's orders, the King of Xunyang left Xun privately, which was equivalent to rebellion."

"Now the order is for you to get back!"

Behind Li Congshan's silver-white mask, his eyes narrowed and stared straight at the extremely high-ranking Princess Wei.

The soldiers and Miaozhen behind showed some hesitation on their faces.

Li Congshan suddenly turned around, looked around the soldiers, and said aloud:

"It is obvious that the princess was bewitched by the thief Ouyang Lianghan. We must help the princess eliminate the evil around her, come and set up crossbows, and follow her feelings."

Under his command, the trusted soldiers lowered their heads slightly to get the military crossbow, put it on the shore, and aimed at Li Xian's family.

Li Congshan turned around and his tiger face was like a funny smile, warmly reminding everyone on the other side:

"Prince, please stay, the prince, the crossbow has no eyes, so don't accidentally hurt the two Your Highnesses."

Li Xian, Li Dalang, and Wei Mei all turned her faces pale and looked scared.

Once this powerful crossbow is shot out, the Qi Refiner dares not fight hard.

Rong Zhen, Ouyang Rong, and Lu Ya can run by themselves at most, but Li Guer Li Xian and others cannot escape, and they may be penetrated by arrows at any time.

Rong Zhen moved forward with her sleeves, and her petite body blocked the front of Ouyang Rong and Li Xian’s family:

"You dare! You have the ability to kill me and silence me. Li Congshan, I tell you that Wei Jisi dare not talk to me like this. Do you want to try this as a dog?"

Her face was cold and she nodded gently:

"Well, you can shoot arrows, but you can't keep me. I'm actually not familiar with Li Xian and others. If you kill them, you will kill them. It doesn't matter, but I love to hold grudges. When I return to Luoyang, I will not only be with you, but everyone knows that you massacre the King of Xunyang's family. Don't try to mess with the name of Tiannan Jianghu, you have thought it through."

Rong Zhen held his head up with an indifferent attitude.

Li Xian couldn't help but look at her more.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand behind him and signaled everyone behind to be calm.

His eyes fell on the faces of Miaozhen and the soldiers behind Li Congshan, and he captured something.

Li Congshan was a little silent, raised the palm of the order, but did not fall down for a long time.

The cold arrowhead of the military crossbows pointed at everyone, and in the cold evening breeze, it was covered with some dew.

The river is in a stalemate.

Time passes minute by minute.

Behind, Wei Mei stood beside Li Xian, holding her husband's arm tightly, staring at Tan Lang's back blocking in front, holding her breath and concentrating. At one moment, she heard some words, and she looked back, and there was only a son and a daughter standing behind her, and there was no one else.

Li Dalang and Li Guer were both eyes like her, staring at Tanlang in front of her, and their mouths were tightly pursed.

Wei frowned, like hearing hallucinations...

In front, Ouyang Rong suddenly felt a hot heart in his arms.

The next moment, he found that the audience's eyes were on.

Including Rong Zhen and Li Congshan who are looking at each other.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head in confusion.

I suddenly saw a snow-white moon slowly rising in my arms.

That's right, it's the bright moon!

It emits a hazy and dreamy white moonlight.

Just like the jewelry used by Chang'e of the Moon Palace in the legend.

The whole audience fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes were straightened.

The person involved, Ouyang Rong, only realized after three breaths.

Is this... the blessings come true?

While this bright moon broke out from his arms, the note that it put together fell down and fell on Ouyang Rong's hand. He vaguely saw the word "囗" on the note.

Ouyang Rong stared blankly, his face questioning and strange.

How did this react? Why didn’t there be any movement for so long just now? What is the cause?

Could it be that Ye Mingzhu slept for too long and shouted her real name correctly, and it would have to wait half a beat before it could react?

At this moment, Ouyang Rong was attracted by the attention of everyone, and he had some random thoughts in his mind, but subconsciously reached out to grab the "bright moon".

It passed through his palm.

But Ouyang Rong's palm was not pierced.

Just can't catch it.

Like a dream bubble.

It's like the moon on earth again.

At this moment, the deep mountains and old forests, the setting sun, and the endless rivers, everyone looked up at the "bright moon" above the young man in Confucian clothes slowly rose.

It is even more dazzling than the half-moon arc that is quietly hanging in the distant sky.

It's like a pearl covered in dust that has shaken away the dust for a hundred years.

The snow-white light shines all over the bodies of everyone.

It's a...mythical tripod sword.

Brand new mythical tripod sword!
Chapter completed!
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