Mr. Huang's arrogance is gone.

He quickly dodged and cursed:

"Ning Yayun, you old dog, you actually left Lin'an!"

Ning Yayun chased her hard, "Why can't I leave Lin'an?"

"You are the head of the metaphysics! You actually pretend to be Yang Gou's entourage. Where is your integrity?"

Conscience?

It's time to eat!

Ning Yayun punches her fist.

Bang!

Mr. Huang was punched to the ground, knelt on one knee, and looked at Ning Yayun who was flying down and shouted: "Old Chen, save me!"

Mr. Chen, who was rushing to the sky, threw out the spear in his hand.

He then grabbed Mr. Huang and prepared to escape.

Ning Yayun dodged for a moment, then rushed down.

"Leave!"

Mr. Chen roared wildly and fisted.

Bang!

He took Mr. Huang down and his feet fell into the ground.

"I'm going to admit defeat!"

Mr. Chen raised his head and shouted, "You Ning Yayun is also a giant. I admit that I will fall into trouble. Please let me go!"

Ning Yayun landed.

"Zi Tai!"

Mr. Chen smiled slutty, "Old Huang, we are all wrong."

Mr. Huang nodded, "Who can know that the Master of Xuanxue actually obeyed Yang Gou's instructions and became a follower, mom!"

Yang Xuan said: "Master, I'm in trouble."

Ning Yayun nodded, "It's easy to say."

Mr. Chen shouted: "Yang Gou... Yang Envoy, please let me let the two of you go with one horse. I am willing to make a cow and a horse for you."

Bang!

Ning Yayun punched, and Mr. Chen hurriedly blocked her arms. The punch did not diminish and hit his chest hard and then retracted it.

puff!

A mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spewed out.

"Ning Yayun! You can't kill me, otherwise my brothers and sisters will make you unable to sleep or eat!"

Mr. Huang screamed, "Envoy Yang, let me go, I swear that I will not be enemies of you in this life. Where your Eunuch Yang is, I retreat..."

"Walk!"

Yang Xuan patted the carriage, and the coachman shouted: "Driving!"

The carriage moved slowly.

Ning Yayun punched her.

Mr. Huang shouted violently, "I will have to let you suffer even if I die!"

Bang!

Ning Yayun flies on the horse.

Mr. Huang stood there, shaking, his cheeks trembled slightly, and he smiled and said, "I... was wrong!"

He slowly knelt on the ground.

The carriage accelerated past him.

The leader and his subordinates were already afraid of being killed, but they were just struggling to support them.

"The two gentlemen were killed!"

Someone screamed.

"God! How is this special girl possible?"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The horse thief fled in scattered.

The carriage whizzed through the middle, and no one dared to take a look.

...

Tao County.

Huang Chunhui sat in the lobby, looked at Liao Jin and Liu Qing with a melancholy expression, and smiled and said, "I am not dead yet!"

The two were silent.

"Are you worried that I will not be far from death?"

The two were still silent.

Huang Chunhui smiled and said, "Are you stupid? People are destined to die when they are born. They just die sooner or later.

Instead of worrying that there is not much time left, it is better to live every day.

Those soldiers looked energetic and were about the same age as my husband's grandson, so they could live for at least twenty or thirty years! But they died heroically. This is fate.

Their lives are to fight for the country, and the same is true for my husband. I have lived for many years and am satisfied!"

Liao Jin said slowly: "Reasonablely, I should have hoped that my husband would announce his old age and return home. In this way, I can take over the northern border earlier. I have thought so..."

Huang Chunhui said calmly: "I have never thought about it so, either mediocre or stupid."

If a person has talent and desire to display his talents, he will long for that position.

Liao Jin's words are frank.

"But at this moment, I hope this deputy envoy of the Northern Xinjiang can do it longer."

"Old Liao, you are not such a sentimental person!" Huang Chunhui smiled, "Did you like a woman? Alas! The old house is on fire, it burns quickly!"

"Can my husband still joke?"

"As long as I haven't died, I will think that I can live for another hundred years!"

"My husband, open-minded!"

"My mind is full of the future of northern Xinjiang at this moment. If I go, what will Chang'an do?"

This is an exam.

Liao Jin thought for a while, "Chang'an will suppress it, and try to shock me and make northern borders the fist of Chang'an again."

"The northern border is Chang'an's fist." Huang Chunhui said: "It's just that the person who calls this fist is so stupid. Lao Liao."

"Mr.

Huang Chunhui patted his waist with his back hand, and he looked around and said, "Come on a cabinet."

Several minor officials came in carrying a cabinet containing documents.

“Where to put it?”

"Let me leave behind me."

"Just here to back up."

Huang Chunhui leaned back and said comfortably: "Hey! Isn't this comfortable?"

Liao Jin lowered his head.

Huang Chunhui said: "In theory, the army cannot have ideas in this fist, that is, the army should not act without action, otherwise there will be endless disasters.

But Chang'an was confused and regarded northern border as a tool for power struggle. I can't bear it!

Therefore, this fist has its own idea. I am watching what will happen in the future."

He smiled, "Old Liao, you naturally don't know how to do anything, and you don't have the chance to do anything. The follow-up..."

Liao Jin said: "My husband is worried about Yang Xuan?"

"The longer a person lives, the more ideas you have. Today I think Dongshan is beautiful, and tomorrow I think Jinaoshan is interesting."

"Why..." Liao Jin looked at Huang Chunhui.

Yang Xuan is still young, even if he takes over in twenty years, it will not be too late!
To be continued...