Chapter 243 Old Friends (1)

The tall eaves covered the scorching sun, and the wind was flying happily in the alley, taking away the endless heat.

Liu Junshu leaned leisurely on the recliner, his robe swaying in the wind. He sighed, he hadn't done anything like this for a long time.

Since he emerged among the younger generation of his tribe, he has been paid attention to by his elders, and he has worked hard to improve and learned good skills. The name Liu Junshu also has a very high prestige in the Yellow Dragon Legion. Perhaps in another twenty years, or in another ten years, he will be the throne of the commander.

However, the invasion of the Huns wiped out all his dreams and efforts. At this moment, he was alone and lived here, doing nothing, and he was no different from the dead.

Can the Liu family dynasty have a chance to restore it? There is no confidence in his heart, not at all...

A few days ago, Zhang Jinzhong responded to the call of His Highness Liu Zhengting and led 80,000 Sky Eagle Legion warriors to Taiyuan.

It seemed like a ray of dawn in the darkness, Liu Junshu petitioned on the spot. Even if he died in the battlefield, it would be better than doing nothing here.

However, to his surprise, Xu Haifeng flatly refused. Faced with his silent condemnation and silent protest, Xu Haifeng finally took a step back. He said, if he still wants to leave in ten days, then he will never stop him.

Today is the deadline.

A sound of footsteps came until he stopped.

Liu Junshu frowned, very dissatisfied with someone's leisure to disturb him. He opened his eyes and looked up, but was stunned.

The person in front of him turned out to be Jiang Kongming and Jiang Grand Advisor.

He smiled awkwardly, left the spacious and comfortable lounge chair, bowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Jiang has time to come. I am such a rare guest."

In his heart, he really had no good feelings for Jiang Kongming. He was just because of the other party's identity and was very impressed by his knowledge, so he treated him with courtesy.

Jiang Kongming smiled and said politely: "Where, the student came to ask the general to meet someone at the order of the lord, and then waited for the general's reply."

Liu Junshu looked at him and suddenly asked, "Military advisor, what fate would it be if Liu had left after seeing that mysterious man?"

Jiang Kongming smiled indifferently and said, "Of course I'm sent out of the city with kindness."

"Is that right?" Liu Junshu's eyes flashed with mockery and said, "Aren't you sent it directly to Huangtugang?"

The so-called Huangtugang is a mountain dozens of miles north of the Western Camp. Most of the soldiers who died in the Sky Eagle Legion have buried their bones here.

Jiang Kongming looked up and looked at him in a right direction. After a moment, he said, "According to the students' wishes, this is true. Unfortunately, the lord repeatedly ordered that he would not meet in war. Therefore, the student has prepared horses and water. If the general really doesn't want to see that person, just leave directly. As for meeting in the future, it will be decided by the general in one thought."

For some reason, when he heard Jiang Kongming directly admit that he had a murderous intention towards him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Now the Western camp has all fallen into Xu Haifeng's bag. With Xu Haifeng's semi-retired state at this time, it is Jiang Kongming who really holds the power. If he wants to kill himself, it will be easy to do anything, so why should he spend so much effort?

He sneered, and wanted to leave directly, but he had a hint of curiosity in his heart, wanting to see who it was so that Xu Haifeng could care so much.

"Military Jiang, since that's the case, let Xu meet that senior expert again."

"Huh?" Jiang Kongming's face suddenly became extremely strange. He twitched the corners of his mouth. After a while, he said, "Okay, let the student send Lord Liu to see that senior expert."

Following Jiang Kongming, he came to an elegant villa. Jiang Kongming stopped outside the courtyard and gave a wink inside.

Liu Junshu smiled heartily and walked in. At this time, he had completely put his life and death aside.

After walking a bend, Liu Junshu suddenly stopped and in front of him were four pretty maids with exactly the same appearance and clothing. He naturally would not forget that these people were the personal maids of the former little princess Liu Ting.

Back then, one night before marrying Maodun Shanyu, Liu Ting gave them to Xu Haifeng and other generals.

But neither he nor Su Chunwei nor Jin Guanghua were afraid of taking responsibility for it and did not dare to accept it. In the end, Xu Haifeng took the initiative to come forward and took them into the account with a lot of money. This bold move made the three of them talk.

As soon as they parted in the capital, they went to Wolong City with Xu Haifeng, and gradually faded in their memories. Unexpectedly, they met again today.

For a moment, the past scenes flocked to him, vividly remembering, which made him feel moved.

Time has changed and people have also changed. The fate of their envoys is different. For those who are in a down-and-out manner, they still have to rely on others to survive and live in vain.

However, some people are incredible and have been a master of the generation that has attracted thousands of attention.

He smiled bitterly, feeling disheartened.

"I've seen General Liu." The four maids in Qi, calligraphy and painting were blessed at the same time.

"Yeah." Liu Junshu responded casually, took a step forward, and suddenly his heart tightened. Looking at their thin bodies, he looked at their eyes with surprise.

He was able to be the commander of the former battalion with 100,000 elite soldiers. In addition to his outstanding family background and extraordinary strategy, he was also outstanding in martial arts. After the tempering of life and death when the city was broken, he was already a top master at the next first-grade level. Even if he was from that level, he was just a line away.

However, when he saw the behavior of the four girls in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he unexpectedly realized that these people actually gave him a feeling of erraticity. He looked carefully for a moment, and his face changed again. Although they were young, each of them had the skills of about the second grade. Moreover, seeing that they were advancing and retreating properly, they always kept a fixed distance between them. I guess they had some special skills, and under the joint attack, they were unstoppable.

He remembered the new memory in his heart. When Liu Ting gave it to him, they still had no foundation in martial arts. However, they suddenly made such great progress in about two years.

Could it be that in just two years, a weak woman who is powerless to become a master of the generation? If that is so simple, wouldn’t every soldier in the Black Flag Army become a second-grade master?

Thousands of second-grade masters, what kind of concept is that?

His heart was bitter, and the master's methods were indeed extraordinary, far from being able to understand by a second-rate class.

"Is Grandmaster Xu here?" Liu Junshu asked. At this time, he did not dare to underestimate these four maids again. If they joined forces, they would probably not be weaker than themselves. In the Xu family, there were indeed hidden dragons and creeping tigers.

"The son-in-law is not here, but the wife has been waiting for a long time?"

Liu Junshu glanced at the talking girl. These maids looked exactly like that, and he couldn't tell who was answering. However, he frowned and asked, "Which lady?"

"It's a lady." A strange look appeared on their pretty faces at the same time, as if they were puzzled by his ignorance.

"Miss?" Liu Junshu's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a trend of increasing growth. He was breathing rapidly and asked, "Is it..."

"General Liu, please come in and meet."

A soft, pleasant, and extremely familiar voice came from the room at the right time. Liu Junshu's body shook and he looked at the closed door in disbelief.

Almost as Liu Junshu's tall figure completely disappeared from Jiang Kongming's sight, another figure slowly walked out of the dark corner next to the courtyard.

If Liu Junshu can be unaware of anything, his martial arts cultivation is at least one or more.

"Military Advisor." He quietly came to Jiang Kongming's side and said respectfully.

“Have you arranged it?”

"Yes, everything is arranged." He raised his head, his face gloomy, and he was Zheng Fasen, one of the top players in the northern martial arts world.

Since he followed Jiang Kongming to the Western Camp, after a detailed discussion, no one knew what they were talking about, but when they left the secret room, Zheng Fasen swore allegiance in front of everyone.

Of course, the target he was loyal to was not Jiang Kongming, but Xu Haifeng, the commander of the Black Flag Army.

However, how could he hide his actions than others?

Jiang Kongming sighed and said, "Liu Junshu is a talent, and the identity of the former battalion of the Huanglong Army is also very important to do."

"Is the military advisor thinking about the 50,000 Yellow Dragon Legion?" Zheng Fasson asked.

Shaking his head, Jiang Kongming said, "The Huanglong Legion can't eat it for a while, so let them fight the Huns and get hurt. But..." The great military advisor's eyes moved to the courtyard again and said to himself: "Liu Junshu's role is definitely more than this. If the little princess can't persuade him, it would be a pity. The lord's consignment should not hurt his life, then it's always OK to have him for ten or twenty years."

Zheng Fasen, who was beside him, had a deep skill. Although this sentence was small, he could hear it clearly and immediately complimented: "If you can be appreciated by the military advisor, it is a blessing he has cultivated in his previous life. If he does not know how to be polite, he will naturally be punished."

With a slight smile, Jiang Kongming turned to look at him and suddenly said, "Everyone likes to listen to good things, and I am no exception."

Zheng Fasen said anxiously: "Every sentence of my subordinate comes from the heart and there is no intention of flattery."

Jiang Kongming stared at him without saying a word, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the little privacy he buried in the deepest part of his heart.

Zheng Fasen had a cold sweat on his forehead. He was deeply afraid of this military advisor Jiang, who had a low martial arts skills. If possible, he really didn't want to face him anymore, but for the sake of future glory and wealth, he had to bite the bullet and do things under him.

"Whether you have a flattery, Jiang doesn't care. What I want is that it's enough that you can complete what Jiang told me." A faint voice went further and further along with the master's distance, from high to low until it disappeared.

"Yes." Watching Jiang Kongming go away, he stretched out his hand and touched the cold sweat on his forehead. He was suddenly stunned. At some point, even his vest was stained with water.
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