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Chapter 709(3/3)

"No need!" Yang Xuan said.

Although Yang Xuan's cultivation level is mediocre, it is not comparable to that of a farmer of yesterday.

"They have bows and arrows," said the old thief.

"Bring a guard!" Han Ji almost begged.

Yang Xuan's eyes turned, Wu Da and others held their heads high, and the Qiu Long Guard was eager to try.

"Sven!"

The deputy envoy was indeed cultivating someone... Zhen Siwen was ecstatic, "Here he is!"

"You come with me!"

"Take orders!"

Zhen Siwen's face flushed with excitement, and he swore that if anyone wanted to harm the deputy, they would have to step on his own body first!

The two rode their horses and slowly left the city gate.

At the top of the city, Fang Shuo said: "Nalu Er is born with supernatural power. If Yang Gou accidentally gets killed by him..."

Zhu Nian squinted his eyes, "Then he underestimated the enemy and brought it upon himself!"

Han Ji came over and said, "Ahem!"

The two of them just sneered.

Han Ji said: "I forgot to tell you. Before leaving Chang'an, the deputy envoy obtained the documents for troop deployment."

Zhu Nian’s lips trembled.

Looking at Yang Xuan who was leaving the city, his eyes were particularly fierce.

Why don't you die?

When Han Ji went back, the old thief said, "Why bother telling him this."

"Lang Jun said that he should destroy the reserve of Dengzhou officials bit by bit until the final blow, and he would do it beautifully."

Outside the city, Yang Xuan waved his hand and Zhen Siwen stayed.

He rode his horse alone to approach Lu Er.

Lu Er drew his sword and said warily: "Where is Wang San?"

"While Wang San is being arrested, if he kills people as you said, then I will give you an explanation."

"My grandma was driven crazy and committed suicide by jumping into the river." Lu Er's eyes turned red.

"I said that I will investigate one by one. Whether it is a tragedy in your family or another's family, when I come, I will clear it up one by one."

Yang Xuan looked indifferent, "I know that the more humble a person is, the easier it is to get lost after gaining power. Now that you have thousands of people under your command, you will definitely think about some thoughts that you shouldn't think about. Here I am, these thoughts

, get rid of them all!”

Lu Er's eyes narrowed, "Who are you?"

Zhen Siwen from behind raised his hand and shouted: "Big flag!"

At the top of the city, Lin Feibao raised a big flag with one hand.

"Are you literate?" Yang Xuan asked.

Lu Er nodded, "I know more than a hundred characters."

There were scholars among the rebels, and Lu Er learned these hundreds of words from him.

He looked up and saw a big flag fluttering in the wind at the top of the city.

That word...

"Yang Ziqi, you!"

Lu Er looked at Yang Xuan in horror, with a thought lingering in his mind.

Yang Xuan nodded and said calmly: "I'm here, do you want to ride back to reorganize the army and fight me, or what?!"

The people on top of the city, the sergeants at the city gate, Zhen Siwen behind, and thousands of rioters not far away...

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Er dismounted, knelt down, and lowered his head.
Chapter completed!
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