/p>     A loud bang, and a thunderstorm poured down without warning.

Qi Zhuji looked at a group of off guard sergeants rushing into the rain curtains and packing up some weapons and objects that could not be wet from the rain. His rapid steps quickly trampled the camp into pieces.

The dim sky, the hurried figures, the lightning that sometimes cuts through the sky and the mud splashing on the ground, mixed together, which is extremely chaotic.

Qi Zhuji seemed to be completely out of the matter. He looked at the mud-legged soldiers running in the rain curtain, thinking that he would actually make trouble with Lin Yi. Such an army was far from the elite strong army he imagined he needed.

He even saw several Tiece Army soldiers busy stuffing a few strings of red peppers into their arms, and shouting, just for fear that the dried peppers would be damaged when they were in the rain.

Now, the commander of this army is not only shameless and extorted, but also becomes a bandit robber.

Regardless of whether the prisoner in the prison car was a serious offender in the court or a prince’s personal grudge, the robbery is the robbery.

If the way of robbery is accomplished, wouldn’t it be that the next time I would have to rob the prison and the private warehouses of some evil merchants?

According to the style of Wei Guanxing and Lin Yi, these things are simply natural and natural.

But if this disaster fails, if Wei Guanxing and Lin Yi are killed by the master under the throne, this may be something that will be passed down through the ages and is a joke: a general in the Southern Dynasty who can control ten thousand people will go to the disaster at the beginning of his tenure, and then...and then there will be no more.

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"What the hell weather!"

On the muddy official road, more than ten carriages were connected in front and back, slowly walking in the heavy rain. In a carriage on the front, two men in brocade clothes sat flat. There was no curtain in front of the carriage, and the vision in front was fully visible. One of the men's face was gloomy and he was slowly rubbing a white jade flute in his hand. The sudden heavy rain made him feel a little unhappy.

"There are unexpected storms in the sky, but before the thunder sounded, there were signs that there were already water vapor in the wind, and this heavy rain must have come." Another man in brocade clothes was about the same age as him and was over thirty years old, but he smiled at this time, but he looked much more elegant and calm.

And while he spoke, he slowly raised his head, and a strange light flowed in his eyes. The wind and rain in front of him were slowly pushed out by a strange aura that naturally flowed out from him, forming a thin layer of water curtain.

The rainstorm like pearls fell on this crystal water curtain, but it could not penetrate it. It was just like water droplets on lotus leaves, flowing down very smoothly.

"The offerings of Tonglu are so different, and someone in front of him intercepts the truth."

At this moment, a light voice came into the ears of everyone in the fleet. Although the sound was light, it seemed extremely clear in the sound of rain.

The man in brocade clothes with the white jade flute suddenly turned pale. He breathed slightly, tried his best to sense it, and finally noticed the strangeness in the rain curtain ahead. Only then did he realize the meaning of the person in the convoy's words, his face became paler, and his fingers trembled slightly unconsciously.

The elegant man next to him with a smile still remained calm, but the curious expression in his eyes became stronger.

"Is there someone else coming to save you?"

The one who made the slight sound in the convoy was a Taoist in a red Taoist robe.

The Southern Dynasty Emperor Xiao Yan practiced with ascetic monks since childhood and was deeply influenced by Buddhism. When he became the governor of Liangzhou, he developed a Buddhist temple and later became the emperor of the Southern Dynasty. He was even more than 130 Buddhist temples in Jiankang City in the past seven years.

The emperor was like this, and his ministers naturally followed suit. Therefore, Buddhism flourished everywhere, but Taoist temples became depressed in a few years. Now, in the entire Southern Dynasty, it is rare to see people walking openly in Taoist robes. Moreover, most of the Taoist sects before respected tranquility and inaction, and almost no Taoist would wear such a strong color when wearing Taoist robes.

This Taoist looked over fifty years old and was thin. However, wearing such a bright Taoist robe, he had a calm and majestic momentum when he spoke, which made people not think that such a color would conflict with him.

A man sitting in the same carriage with him was a little nervous. He was wearing a camel-colored cloth robe and his hair was like weeds. It seemed that he had not washed for several months and even his breathing was a little uncomfortable. He often paused suddenly during breathing, just like stones often popping out of his trachea, blocking his trachea on its own.

Some objects on this man looked no different from those in ordinary horse gangs. His face was also very pretty, but when he raised his eyes, he felt a rough and unruly aura.

"I don't know this, but since I can come to block the road and save me, I am naturally a good friend who is confident."

Listening to the cold voice of the Taoist, he laughed and said rudely, "I'm afraid that your old rabbit in red, your butt egg will probably be beaten to bloom this time."

"After staying with the vulgar people of the horse gang for a long time, you must follow the words like this? You are Liu Que'er's disciple, aren't you afraid of defaming your master's reputation?" The Taoist was not angry, but just glanced at him lightly.

The person in the horse gang dressed up as Shen Kun as Wei Guanxing mentioned. Facing the gaze of this man, he also restrained his smile and said seriously: "You beat me before, but you relied on the number of people and won't be powerful. Of course I look down on you a little bit. But now someone intercepts you, life and death are unpredictable. I want to ask, Xiao Jinyu, the big rat spent so much effort but did not kill me, and wanted to take me to see him. What is the purpose of?"

The Taoist in Red was well educated and had no fluctuations in his emotions. It was just that the battle in the world of cultivators was indeed only on the front line. Although he didn't know who was coming in the wind and rain, he didn't even understand his perception very clearly, which made him have a vague premonition.

"I don't know this."

At this time, the convoy had completely stopped. The sound of rain hit the top of the carriage and made a crackling sound. The Taoist in red shook his head calmly, "Maybe because of the obsession in his heart? You can't even figure out the matter of the master's sect for yourself, so how can I guess it."

"How much is obsessive?" Shen Kun sneered, "He is the King of Nanlu at this time. Do you still care about some of the methods of practicing in my master before? The master is dead, let alone not a famous sect. Is he still obsessed with who is the true teaching? No junior sister married me because the true teachings are not the true teachings. Could it be that he still can't think about it?"

His last sentence of junior sister is naturally a joke, but the Taoist in red did not find it funny.

"Your master and you are just casual cultivators. After staying in the horse gang for a long time, you are naturally the leader of the horse gang. All you can calculate is how much benefit this trip can bring you and how much you can improve your cultivation level. What you think is as real as the farmer's wife thinks, but you are not a prince, so how do you know what he thinks after he has nothing to do?" The Taoist in red lowered his eyelids and said lightly.

Chen Kun was stunned, "You old man speaks something, but you feel so painful when you are full, and you may be bored to do something fucked."
Chapter completed!