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Chapter 87 I only wish I would never meet in this life!(2/2)

"Then please give me my nephew." Jiang Ziya bowed.

Qin Yao slowly stood up and responded, "It's okay. Since I have received this responsibilities as a liaison officer, then this is what I should do."

Less tilt.

The two flew out of the Yang Mansion in Mount Hua, one went west and the other went east, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Jialong Mountain, Feiyun Cave.

The immortals at the Chanmen Sect stayed cross-legged on the immortal platform on the mountain top, pinched the seals and sucked the spirit and turbidity, and used the great power of heaven and earth to temper themselves, so that their pores were shining through light, illuminating their bodies like gods.

Suddenly, a golden cloud passed through the thick clouds at an extremely fast speed and appeared above Jialong Mountain.

Juliusun's spiritual sense instantly captured the other person's figure, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young talent who was deliberately parked outside the mountain, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Yang Jian pays homage to his uncle."

On the clouds of somersaults, Qin Yao bowed and said.

Juliusun jumped off the fairy platform and asked with a smile: "Nephew Yang, what gust of wind blows you to me Jialong Mountain?"

Qin Yao stood up silently and said softly: "Uncle Master, it was Uncle Jiang who invited me to come."

"I guess so."

Juliusun said, "But on the battlefield, we encountered an enemy that three generations of disciples could not solve? Wait, logically speaking, if I were invited to come out of the mountain, he would find Tu Xingsun, how could he call your general?"

Qin Yao pretended to be sad and whispered: "I haven't set foot on the battlefield for three years, so I'm not sure about the current situation of the war.

According to Jiang Shishu, a powerful general named Zhang Kui emerged from the Shang army. He won nine battles and nine generals, including the junior brother Tu Xingsun."

Juliusun: "..."

He showed no grief, just silent.

Qin Yao didn't say much, mainly because he couldn't grasp the status of Tu Xingsun in this Juliusun's heart.

"Zhang Kui, what a Zhang Kui!"

After a long time, a murderous aura began to surge in Juliusun's eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Mr. Nephew, I'll go with you now, and I'll get to this god of killing for a while."

Qin Yao clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, uncle..."

The next day.

Mianchi County.

A middle-aged man wearing a black black armor and a powerful face without anger, put on a black gold helmet, turned his head to the Qianli woman who was wearing a cloak for him, and said, "Since I woke up, my right eyelid has been twitching. Could it be that something is wrong?"

"Ph pah pah pah pah."

Qianli's woman spat a few times and complained: "How could she say such things early in the morning? Her husband is a hero with a great victory in nine battles and victories, which will shock the world. How could there be any disaster?"

Zhang Kui was happy and said with a smile: "I heard that there was a general named Yang Jian in the Zhou army who also had no defeat. We are all invincible, and I don't know what the result will be after encountering it."

Qianli woman said, "I believe it will definitely be my husband's victory! If Yang Jian was so powerful, how could he not be in the army?

Maybe it was promoted by the Chan Sect. After earning him a lot of fame, he would not let him enter the battlefield, so as not to expose the myth of invincibility.”

After the couple talked here, they never thought that a messenger suddenly flashed outside the door, knelt down and clasped his fists: "Report to General, a Taoist named Juliusun came from outside the city, saying that he wanted to avenge his disciples."

The smile on Zhang Kui's face disappeared immediately, and he murmured: "Kunlun Golden Immortal, all the grandsons!"

The Qianli woman's heart suddenly stumbled and said, "My husband, this Daluo Jinxian, who is famous in the Three Realms, cannot be defeated!"

Zhang Kui nodded silently and said to the messenger: "Go and reply, just say that you bully the small by bullying the small, aren't you afraid of laughter from the Three Realms?"

"Yes, General."

The messenger held his fists and took the order, and in a blink of an eye he left the door.

Outside the city.

When the voice of the messenger arrived in the ears of the immortals of the Anhui Sect, Lei Zhenzi immediately became angry and shouted:

"It's so unreasonable, it's so unreasonable. Why didn't he say that when he killed King Wucheng? In my opinion, let's go directly to the county. As long as you keep Uncle Sun and tie Zhang Kui with a rope to tie the immortals, great things will be accomplished."

Juliusun shook his head and said, "He said that this is bullying the small one by the big one. If I fight him with you again, would I still have such shame?"

Lei Zhenzi: "..."

Jiang Ziya pondered, "Where is the opinion of senior brother?"
Chapter completed!
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