At night, the gate of Guangzong City suddenly opened, and teams of elite Yellow Turban Army emerged from it, quietly, and headed towards the Han army without a trace of fire. They wanted to steal the camp!

Huangfu Song had such actions as Huangfu Song had long expected. After all, Huangfu Song was behind the general, and he was well aware of the strategy of military books, so he naturally would not be unprepared for this.

Therefore, although the Yellow Turban Army was well prepared, it did not get any advantage. It was directly suppressed by the Han Army.

With such momentum in the Yellow Turban Army, Xie Feihong naturally could not sit firmly in the tent. He put his armor and knife on his back, so he went out to the tent and got on his horse. He was about to follow the fire and add a few more merits to his merit book.

Suddenly, Qianqiujing spoke and said to Xie Feihong with a slightly anxious voice: "Little kid, don't worry about those nostalgic business! Hurry up! Go east!"

"East?" Xie Feihong looked at the east in the night deeply when he heard this. He did not directly rode his horse to the east according to Qianqiu Mirror's intention, but asked directly: "What is in the east?"

"Well... I don't know!" Qianqiujing coughed and said, "But that huge power of luck cannot be fake. It is no worse than the power of luck that the junior named Zhang Jiao I saw today. No! It should be said that it is stronger!

So little guy, you must seize this opportunity. If you don’t take action today, it will probably not be so easy to meet the other person in this world!"

The power of luck is stronger than Zhang Jiao, the protagonist of the Yellow Turban Rebellion? Who could it be? Could it be that the old immortal Nanhua who was given to Zhang Jiao in the legend of the legendary Taiping Qing Dao to Zhang Jiao?

If this is the case, then the east land would probably be extremely dangerous.

After all, Zhang Jiao, who is known as the number one in the world, has the peak cultivation level of a military general, and the old immortal Nanhua is likely to be the other party's master, which is probably even more terrifying!

Therefore, for a moment, Xie Feihong did not move. Qianqiujing seemed to have guessed why Xie Feihong was like this, so he quickly patted his chest and called for a guarantee: "Don't worry, because of the supply of fragments of luck these days, my damaged origin has been supplemented to a certain extent. I dare not say that there are too many, there is no problem in this world that the guards are safe.

Even if I wasn't afraid of attracting the attention and rejection of the world, it would be fine to help you directly. So you can feel at ease."

Xie Feihong refused to say anything about Qianqiujing. However, after thinking for a while, Xie Feihong decided to take a horse to the east to take a look.

After all, he may have to live in this world for a long time in the future, and may even participate in the next battle for hegemony of the Three Kingdoms. So if it is really as Xie Feihong expected, the other party is the legendary Nanhua old immortal, and his strength is stronger than Zhang Jiao.

Then Xie Feihong had to make other plans for many of the previous arrangements and was planning.

He ordered one of the troops to wear their spare armor to go to the camp gate to make up for the numbers so that no mistakes could be made. Xie Feihong rode his horse and rushed towards the direction Qianqiujing said. After a while, he disappeared into the night and disappeared.

In the east of the Han military camp where Xie Feihong was located, several figures wearing black cloaks and night clothes were galloping towards the opposite direction of Guangzong City under the night and the Han army's time to take advantage of the conflict and the Han army's lack of time to take care of each other.

Along the way, all the scouts they encountered died in an instant and had no time to send others a message. Just as they were about to pass through the blockade line of the Han army and were about to return to the sea.

Suddenly, the one with the highest cultivation level among these hidden whereabouts felt a palpitation. It was at this moment that a terrifying sword light passed by their eyes, plowing a deep gully in front of them, causing them to walk quickly.

"Who!"

Faced with the sudden attack, the few people didn't care to remain silent. The man in black who reacted first shouted softly, and at the same time, the long sword suddenly unsheathed, and the weapon was in his hand, he carefully scanned the direction where the sword light had just hit.

"I should ask you this sentence," Xie Feihong's voice came from the night sky, and his figure riding slowly appeared in the eyes of the men in black.

"It's you? Xie Zhen in Shanyin!" A voice like water and song sounded from the man in black. Only then did Xie Feihong realize that there was actually a woman among them. Listening to the sound, he might be a beautiful woman.

But compared to that, Xie Feihong was more curious about how the other party knew his identity, so he asked directly: "Do you know me?"

"Of course!" the woman gritted her teeth and said, "Today, you will be the most fierce person who killed us. We wish we could crush you and throw you into ashes. A comrade in the sky!"

"Ning'er!" It seemed that the woman said a little too much, so a man in black who seemed to be his elders scolded him directly.

However, the other party's words had already made Xie Feihong confirm the guess in his heart, so he rode his horse forward to approach them and continued, "Comrades-in-law? You are indeed from Taipingdao."

Obviously, he didn't want to continue to get entangled on this topic. The man in black in the head quietly glanced at Xie Feihong and Siye who were getting closer, and pretended to be carelessly: "What? Are you the only one?"

"Isn't it enough?" Xie Feihong asked back.

The man in black couldn't help but chuckled and asked, "What do you think?"

"I think it's enough," Xie Feihong glanced at them and said lightly.

"Hahaha," the man in black repeatedly observed and found that it seemed that only Xie Feihong was riding alone, so he smiled and said, "Shanyin Xie Zhen, right? Being confident is a good thing, but being too confident means not having self-knowledge."

Xie Feihong also smiled when he heard this: "I have taught me a lot, but I am still alive now, and they... are all dead."

"Interesting," the man in black said with a narrowed eyes: "Have you ever thought that you wouldn't be so lucky every time, and the next time you die is probably yourself."

"Maybe," Xie Feihong said lightly: "But it is definitely not today. My chief fortune teller Qianqiujing told me that I am in the East and will be very lucky today."

Hello, little devil! I have never said such a thing! Also, who is your fortune teller? Qian Qiujing roared directly in Xie Feihong's mind when he heard this.

"Then you might have to change to a fortune teller," the man in black made a gesture to the others calmly, and then he exerted force like a strong bow, disappeared from the spot, and then waved his sword to Xie Feihong, while he was unforgivable to say anything.
Chapter completed!