While the old soldier of Ce entered Luoyang at the 800th day of the year, he was crossing the river in an orderly manner at the Yellow River Ferry a hundred miles away from Luoyang City.

All ships of all sizes and sizes at nearby ferries were requisitioned.

The people shouted and neighed, causing the night to be quiet. At this speed, the army could regroup on the south bank of the Yellow River at about noon tomorrow.

The soldiers who first crossed the river had already set up tents on the south bank to provide rest for the high-ranking high-ranking staff. The soldiers who arrived later did not have such good treatment.

This place is a hundred miles away from Luoyang. The army will march for one day tomorrow before setting up camp under Luoyang City.

In a tent, Zhang Chu, who was following the army, held a book in his hand, as if he could see it. Beside him, he was standing with a wicked sword, and Yang Beihan was lying on the chair and humming.

This short-sized elder, who is like a monkey, claims that he was ambushed by a master of the Southern Dynasty and was injured.

But just from the appearance, he was very good, and he didn't even wipe away a trace of his blood.

Outside this camp, there are hundreds of masters from the Seven Quarter Sect guards, just in the center of this temporary camp, only ten feet away from the large tent of Tongwu Sect.

"It's a pity that all the eyeliners in the city have been removed."

Yang Beihan happily drank the wine from the wine gourd and said to Zhang Chu:

"The good strategy set by the sect leader, but Zhang Lan, who has always been in trouble, has made a fortune. He learned the life and death contract and captured all the people we sent."

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Zhang Chu chuckled when he heard this, and the leader of the Qijue Sect glanced at the chaotic night outside the tent.

He shook his head, threw the book in his hand to You Wuming, carried his hands on his back, and said:

"I don't believe that Zhang Lan can overcome his knot and go to the student deeds. He has been disgusted with this amazing skill since he was a child. How could he take the initiative to learn it now?

If I expected it was not bad, it was Shen Qiu who really tried to expel the eyeliner!"

Zhang Chu's two-color pupils looked very strange under the swaying candlelight in the tent. He said with a firm tone:

"Shen Qiu first learned the Soul-Destroying Claw, and after returning from Liaodong, he learned Hanchi Jue... I even think it's not Hanchi Jue, although I'm happy, I've never wanted to talk about this in depth.

But I'm already 70% or 80% sure."

He looked back at Yang Beihan and said:

"Then what Shen Qiu learned should be the secret of the witch sect that was not passed on, Shuo Xue Xuan Gong. Uncle Bei Han met Zhang Lan before and said that my younger brother had also learned a strange fingering method.

I think it should be taught by Shen Qiu.

That man was ordinary and stupid at first glance, but in fact he was not a thing in the pool, and now he has spread his wings and soared into the sky.

I will not be surprised if I have learned so much martial arts.

Zhang Chu's words made You Wuming, who was standing aside, nodded repeatedly.

Although he did not tell Zhang Chu about competing in Suzhou and Yang Beihan also helped him hide it, the young man had already determined in his heart that Shen Qiu was definitely not a thing in the pool.

"Why did the sect leader insist that it was Shen Qiu?"

Yang Beihan sat upright from the chair. The five short-bodied elders stared at Zhang Chu, and he said:

"The sect leader should not forget that the letters that the small sects in the Western Regions, after they withdrew from Luoyang, have been clearly stated in the letters.

It was said that the old sect leader appeared in Luoyang, and Zhang Lan also confirmed it.

Then why can't the old sect leader expel the Qi Jue Sect in Luoyang City be the old sect leader?"

Yang Beihan shivered very much, and he said:

"When I think of the old sect leader, I might be waiting for you and me to come to Luoyang City. I feel a little worried."

"Uncle Beihan, you're boring."

Zhang Chu touched the two little fingers of his left hand.

Half a year has passed, and these two new little fingers have been adapted to each other and can hold the knife again. He smiled while kneading his fingers and said to Yang Beihan:

"If my father really appeared in Luoyang, would those small sects still have a way out?

Uncle Beihan, don’t forget that the leader of the martial arts world is in Luoyang. Although his martial arts skills are not as good as my father, he is also a master of the Tianlist. His father is so aggressive, there is no reason why Ren Hao couldn’t notice it.

Finally, my father, Shenyin, has been in danger for more than ten years. How could he appear openly for this small matter in Luoyang?

That must be a play played by Chen Qiu and Zhang Lan.

The purpose is to cheat us and scare us back."

Speaking of this, Zhang Chu laughed again and said:

"But Uncle Bei Han is right.

My younger brother finally made a fortune, and it was really impressive.

He has joined the decent side, so he made up his mind to fight against my brother.

That's right!"

Zhang Chu let go of his fingers, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, and said:

"This is the momentum that the Zhang family should have!"

Yang Beihan stared at Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu has changed a lot in the past few months.

It was always stern, deliberately imitating Zhang Moye's expression, and now it also had a smile, which seemed to be more vivid.

But the light that flashed from time to time in those strange-colored pupils would make Yang Beihan feel dangerous.

Since the Suzhou War, Zhang Chu has been transforming.

Since his original arrogance faded away from his youth, he began to grow rapidly, but his growth direction was not like his father.

Zhang Chu seemed to be happier, but his heart became more and more gloomy.

Yang Beihan, who grew up watching him grow up, didn't know him very much. The elder could no longer guess what Zhang Chu was thinking now.

"But it cannot be ruled out that the old sect leader is really in Luoyang."

Yang Beihan lowered his head, took a sip of wine, and whispered:

"Even if you are only one hundred percent sure, the sect leader must be prepared. If the old sect leader's plan is alarmed, it will be unsatisfactory."

"Uncle Xie Beihan reminds me."

Zhang Chu nodded, with a slight disapproval in his tone, and he said:

"But I can be sure that my father is not in Luoyang. If he is really dissatisfied with what you and I do, then we will never be able to arrive here smoothly.

So what if you are happy with ten thousand elites and one Tianlist?

In front of my father, these are just native chickens and tiles.

At this time, my father should still be in the world, waiting for me to do something so that he can see my abilities.”

Zhang Chu said in a deep voice:

"However, it is really regrettable that the city's eyeliner has lost this time. The original plan to cooperate with the army to seize the city gate was nothing.

But it doesn’t matter. This time, we are not doing anything."

He looked at the soldiers coming and going outside the tent and said:

"This time, we are taking advantage of the world's general trend and putting forward a dignified and upright situation, not playing those conspiracy paths, and fighting with the martial arts uprights.

Let them see how much power the Demon Cult, who they slandered on weekdays, can be used to fight back by them this year.

Oh, I hope those decent people don’t scare their pants.”

"But the martial arts man from the Southern Dynasty rescued the insider. At this time, Luoyang City must have received news of the army's siege and killing.

Instead of evacuating the time, they acted as if they were dead with the city.”

Yang Beihan touched his rat whiskers and squinted his eyes and said:

"Ren Hao is not a foolish person, and no one in the upright people are necessarily righteous, and they cannot stand the common people in the face of injury and suffering.

If they hadn't had their support, they wouldn't have made such a decision."

The elder said softly:

"Since they dare to fight, they are sure that they have a chance of winning."

"Ren Hao relies on nothing more than the army coming to Zhengzhou to aid."

Zhang Chu waved his hand and said disapprovingly:

"Qu Xie has already dealt with. Luoyang City, you will never wait for reinforcements.

I am happy that the leader has achieved great magical skills. As long as he restrains Ren Hao, Luoyang City, which has been infected with the poison of the Ten Thousand Poisons, looks majestic, and in front of us, it is nothing more than a paper tiger.

Unfortunately, the old man Wandu was busy with pharmaceutical production and could not come in person, otherwise he would be more sure."

There was a light shining in the eyes of the Seven-Miscellaneous Sect Master, which was an ambitious light.

He said:

"In Luoyang City, there are two saints of the Holy Fire Sect. If they can get it, they can also join our union.
To be continued...