Chapter 380 The battle will begin (Part 1)

The blue mist enveloped the entire Yingtian Mansion. The fog, as gentle as egg green, floated lightly in the air about five feet above the ground, coating everything with a layer of shade of water. With the sound of "Ala Nai", the light boat drifted along the river beside the street and gradually disappeared in the mist. Only the screams of the chickens and ducks that had just been transported into the city in the cabin tear through the silence of the early morning and spread from afar.

Amid the neat footsteps, Dugu Miefeng was covered in armor, carrying a heavy three-pavilion machete, and led the five hundred city guards to walk slowly. Seeing that the city gate in front had been opened and countless villagers flocked in, he immediately raised the sword in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Soldiers obey the orders, return to the camp immediately, and do not stay in the market." After that, he patted the head of the mount, shouted a few times, and asked it to turn its horse's head and slowly head towards the location of the governor's office in the Five City.

The five hundred soldiers, led by a deputy general, quickly rushed to the barracks between the city walls inside and outside Yingtian Mansion. They began to fantasize about the delicious morning meal. After a hard night, if they could have a few pieces of boiled fat, two taels of old wine, and then covered their heads and sleep, it would be a life like a god. As for Dugu Miefeng who had led them to tour all night, they would have been too lazy to pay attention to what he did. These soldiers knew better than anyone else that Dugu Miefeng would be unlucky sooner or later, and these soldiers would be too lazy to get involved with him.

Even the twenty personal soldiers behind Dugu Miefeng followed him weakly, yawning long. Other soldiers could go back to the camp to rest, but as Dugu Miefeng's personal soldiers, they still had to accompany him to Yingmao to the governor's office. After the early morning's official duties were completed, they could go back to Dugu Miefeng's mansion in the city and doze a little. The leader of the personal soldiers was already cursing in his stomach: "Damn, I am not good for the passing of the year. I will be killed by him sooner or later. Oh, I'll hurry up to give me a gift to Lord Zhou Chuzhou's favorite ninth disciple and transfer me to the city gate. Just relying on my identity as the general flag, being a city gate official is a hundred times more powerful than now."

Dugu Miefeng took a long breath, looked back at the twenty weak soldiers, shook his head, and sighed coldly. He finally knew what kind of human feelings and power meant. He was clearly the third-rank commander of Zhu Di Qin, and he was also a high-ranking official in the sequence of military generals, but his status in the Five City Governor's Office was lower than a small hundred household. Just because of the identity of Lu Feng's Jinyiwei, even a small hundred household went out, even a general of the Imperial Guard would give him three points of face. But what about Dugu Miefeng? Even his personal soldiers' pay was often deducted, which made several personal soldiers complain. If a war really started, he had no doubt that these personal soldiers would stab him in the back.

He felt that he was now a tiger in a fence, tied tightly by Lu Feng with a soft rope, and had no chance to do anything. Lu Feng could do it. It was four months since he was the city defense force patrolling Yingtian Mansion every night. Lu Feng was afraid that something would happen at night would make him a contribution. Every time Dugu Miefeng only patrolled with five hundred soldiers, but the front and back of his patrol team secretly "protected" him, there were thousands of Jinyiwei masters. Even a few chickens and dogs were beaten up by Jinyiwei early and threw them into prison.

Under such careful "protection", Dugu Miefeng was the leader of the city defense force for four months, and he had never even caught a thief.

Besides, in the Governor's Office, all the officials of all sizes were warned by Zhou Chu, Lu An and Lin Shi. Where could anyone dare to talk to Dugu Miefeng? Even if he wanted to make friends with a few senior officials of the Governor's Office, those officials immediately laughed and said, "Well, my stomach hurts so much." He hugged his stomach and ran to the pit. No matter how shameless Dugu Miefeng was, he would not chase the officials to the pit to make friends with others. He had no choice but to four months ago, and he had not even figured out the surnames of the Governor's Office's daily administrative officials.

Okay, this Governor's Office is your Lu Feng's land, I can't provoke you, so I can always make friends with the officials of the Ministry of War? How come many of the generals of the Ministry of War are still from Zhu Li. But as soon as Dugu Miefeng goes to the street, there will be two deputy commanders of the Jinyiwei, and the Qianhu of the Eight Jinyiwei, with twenty Jinyiwei officials, following him swaggeringly. Under such circumstances, does Dugu Miefeng dare to find those people from the Ministry of War? Isn't this the disaster for others to be brought to their doorstep?

OK, OK, OK, you Lu Feng can do it! When I take a break, I jumped out in the middle of the night and talked to the officials of the Ministry of War. But this made Dugu Miefeng almost burst into anger. He had ten days off every month, but as long as he took a break, it was guaranteed that from that evening, Shui Yuanzi would take Huo Jia, Huo Yi and the others, holding a pile of wine jars, and dog meat to his roof and sing love lyrics! No matter how strong Dugu Miefeng's Taoist Dharma is, it is impossible to be stronger than Shui Yuanzi. How could he run out to make friends with those ministers?

After four months in Yingtian Mansion, the person he was most familiar with Dugu Miefeng was the old man Zhang who sold tofu brain at his doorstep. But the morning before yesterday, when he went to Zhang's place to eat tofu brain, he found that the old man was speaking louder and his tone became tougher. His originally bent waist suddenly straightened. Dugu Miefeng asked him in confusion why, and Old Man Zhang raised his neck and threw out a token in anger: OK, he is already the small flag of the Jinyiwei!

Dugu Miefeng finally understood what Lu Feng said to him four months ago: "Murong... Oh, General Dugu. When you arrive at Juyongguan, that is your place. I, Lu Feng, have to be careful in everything! But I am sorry, except Your Majesty, I am Lu Feng. On my territory, it is a dragon, you have to pretend to be a worm; if it is a tiger, I have to break off your teeth! In this Yingtian Mansion, you must be careful."

This is a naked and shameless threat. But Dugu Miefeng finally understood that he really had no way to face such a threat that was almost like a gangster. Lu Feng would not beat him or punish him. Anyway, he would put him in the position of the "patrol captain" and slowly rot and rust. Dugu Miefeng felt an extremely unpleasant smell of an old man appeared on his body. Lu Feng was indeed killing people without blood. He suspected that if he had been in such a life for three or five years, he would definitely be useless!

"Fortunately, Your Majesty's army is ready and is about to fight against the Yuanmeng remnants. Humph, by then, I will go to the battlefield. Could it be that you, Lu Feng, don't you, please make me a contribution?" Dugu Miefeng gritted his teeth and twisted the hilt of the pebbly egg-sized machete on his hand, creaking, making the soldiers behind him stunned, and his tongue could not be shrunk for a long time.

The streets were still very quiet in the early morning. The place where the rural farmers who entered the city went was the market in Yingtianfu, and they would not come to these densely populated streets of government offices. But it was too early at this time, and the officials would not get up so early. So when Dugu Miefeng and his group walked to the gate of the Governor's Office in Wucheng, they did not meet a few living people.

But when they entered the Governor's Mansion, they saw Lu Feng smiling in the square in front of the hall. He stood side by side with the tall horse and the tall one, looking at Zhu Zhanji, who was sweating on his face, waving his fists and feet. I don't know what medicine Lu Feng took for Zhu Zhanji. In just four months, this little guy grew more than an inch taller and his muscles became significantly more developed. In every move, his energy was filled with energy. Occasionally, he hit the ground with a palm, and immediately there was a series of crisp sounds of "slap" and more than a dozen blue bricks laying on the floor were reimbursed.

Dugu Miefeng frowned when he saw it. He had never seen such a ridiculous and unscrupulous person. He offered Zhu Di the Taoist tricks, which was angering the heavens. Lu Feng did it. However, as the master of Zhu Zhanji, the crown prince, he actually used various means to improve his internal strength to Zhu Zhanji, and was not afraid that his skill could become possessed by the evil spirit. Lu Feng's courage was even greater than that of the sky.

But when he saw Shui Yuanzi sitting on the stone drum next to him slapped his hands and kept stuffing buns into his stomach, Dugu Miefeng completely lost his temper. Not to mention creating a martial arts master, as long as Shui Yuanzi takes action, it is not difficult to make Zhu Zhan’s fund pills immediately. He looked at Lu Feng with a little jealousy and thought to himself: "Why are the good things being encountered by Lu Feng? Shui Yuanzi's powerful immortal-level figure has a temper with him."

With all kinds of thoughts in his heart, Dugu Miefeng strode up, put the three-ting machete on the ground, saluted Lu Feng, "Mr. Lu, the night patrol is over, I'll come and pay the order!"

Lu Feng turned around, nodded at him, without saying a word. Zhu Zhanji shouted loudly, "Look at the beat!" He waved his right hand and vomited, and a sharp blue palm wind slashed at Dugu Miefeng in his chest. Dugu Miefeng was shocked. Zhu Zhanji's palm power was thick and mellow, and he had clearly had extremely high cultivation. In addition, the secret "Little Sky Star Palm" of the Huashan Sect was extremely vicious, even now he was unwilling to be beaten without any warning.

He immediately used a mouthful of true energy to protect his chest and took the palm. With a "bang", his true energy and Zhu Zhanji's true energy were simply the same difference as the world. Zhu Zhanji's palm wind shattered, and even a piece of scales on Dugu Mifeng's chest were not shattered.

Zhu Zhanji's face turned cold and he frowned and said, "Master, this general seems to be called Dugu Miefeng! His kung fu is pretty good, I can't beat him! Humph, good kung fu!" A sudden tyrannical aura appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "But the word Miefeng is a violation of your name. General Dugu, you change this name, otherwise I will call Grandpa the Emperor to chop your head, okay? My master, you are going to destroy it, and I will not keep it in your heart, so I will not keep it even more in your heart?"

Dugu Miefeng stood there blankly, unable to speak for a long time. If he had known that Zhu Zhanji was so difficult, he would have pretended to be knocked away by that palm, and offended him for no reason.

Zhu Zhanji had just been used by Lu Feng in the past few days, pouring nearly two hundred internal forces into his body, and also sorted out his meridians, washed his muscles and marrow. His skills had reached the threshold of the innate realm. In the past two days, he had found hundreds of imperial guards to compete, beat the imperial guards in the palace to complain, and realized that they were one of the few masters in the world, so he excitedly found Lu Feng to offer treasures. Who knew that the sudden palm that suddenly hit Dugu Miefeng was actually resolved silently. How could this child suffer such a secret loss? He immediately found the problem in Dugu Miefeng's name and displayed the majesty of the little overlord.

Ma He shook his head, then nodded again, and said with a look of expression: "To put it, the word "Destroy the Wind" is indeed a bit ugly. General Dugu, Lord Lu is your boss, and your name is better if you have changed it. I think it is better for you to take the name of heaven and will not be humiliated. Well, Dugu Tian sounds very majestic."

Well, as soon as Ma He spoke, he had no excuse for Dugu Miefeng to refute him. Lu Feng smiled as if he had succeeded in stealing the chicken. He squinted his eyes and looked at Dugu Miefeng without blinking... Oh, Dugu Tian. Dugu Tian was extremely depressed. Unexpectedly, after turning a circle, he changed his name back. But was this Ma He said intentionally or unintentionally? Lu Feng, this guy, must have told Zhu Di about his identity? But would Zhu Di believe him?

Dugu Tian stood here with a ulterior motive, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Zhu Zhanji saw that he had a advantage, so he didn't care about his life or death. He used all his strength and slashed Dugu Tian's heart with a fierce palm. With a loud "bang", Dugu Tian was caught off guard and was slashed seven or eight feet away. The iron armor on his body shattered, and the boss's green palm print appeared on his chest. The violent palm power rushed into his body, like a sky falling, and it rushed towards his heart veins in a very rapid manner.

Dugu Tian was secretly angry, and he raised his breath to dissolve the vicious palm power that rushed into his body. He thought: "If I hadn't met the Lord Saint and had no cultivation in this body, I would have been beaten to death by him. Why would this prince grandson be like this? He was extremely well-behaved in front of His Majesty, but why was he so cruel and cruel here? Well, I understand, I am just a small third-rank captain. I guess he thought that even if he beat me to death, it would not be a big deal?"

Zhu Zhanji looked at Dugu Tian climbing up from the ground in a mess with his hands on his back, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. "Ah, it turns out that you really can't stand the beating as the master said? It seems that the master said that your martial arts are extremely high, and it's true. Hum, but I tell you, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are still a minister of my Zhu family! Don't think that if you have the relationship with my second uncle, I dare not kill you. If you dare to offend my master, I will order you to kill the whole family, Hum!"

Looking back, Zhu Zhanji bowed and bowed, "Master, this guy looks quite well-behaved. Look, if he is obedient in the future, just stay with his subordinates! If he dares to make trouble with your subordinates, I will ask the emperor and kill him... Oh, my father came here a few days ago, saying that the second uncle now has more troops and his attitude towards him has become domineering. He wants the master to be in the capital to reduce his anger to his second uncle."

Lu Feng returned the greeting: "Don't worry, the princess, this is my duty. Haha, what is the purpose of you suddenly left the palace today? Just to show your palm technique, have you learned it?" Lu Feng glanced at Dugu Tian, ​​who was standing there with a blue face, and snorted coldly from his nose.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "I heard from General Manager Lu that Dugu Tian is restless in the capital, so Zhanji went out of the palace to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, if his disciples wanted to find a master, they would go out of the city to the garden of the Jinyiwei. How could they come to the Governor's Mansion?" He turned around and said coldly: "Dugu Tian, ​​remember, your name in the future is Dugu Tian. You don't have any bad ideas for the prince. In this capital, can you still make a fortune? Tell you frankly, what are the benefits of your refugee to my second uncle? Why don't you join me directly? I'll arrange a good job for you in the imperial guards now."

Dugu Tian's muscles pounded and he saluted silently: "I thank Your Highness for your kindness, but I am an incompetent person. I am afraid that it will delay Your Highness's major affairs."

Zhu Zhanji's face was unhappy, and after clenched his fist with his right hand, he let go, and snorted coldly: "I don't know how to lift up. Master, I'm going to go back to the palace now, but don't delay your official duties. Well, I heard that Master Li Hu is going to go back to Beijing? Then ask him to come to the palace to see me! Several small countries in the Western Regions have paid tribute to a few Kunlun slaves from the west of Tianshan Mountain. They are tall and powerful. The disciples want Master Li Hu to teach them a good lesson."
Chapter completed!