Chapter 221 Dragon Hidden Tiger Alone

"A murderous general can't shut up and practice Taoism?"

The cold voice sounded from behind the gossip wooden door. Hua Fei looked surprised. After a blink of an eye, there was a burst of red and blue, and scratched his head with a smile.

"This..."

Hua Fei didn't know whether his general said this by mistake or heard his "cursing". In short, he didn't know what to say for a while.

On the contrary, the Taoist boy at the door came to the spirit, blinked at the girl, smiled and said, "See, this... It's the legendary famous general.

Being teased by the boy, the girl burst into tears and laughed. She tilted her head and looked at Xiang Huafei, and her bright big eyes flashed.

The winged tiger was inserted in the hall, and Emperor Kuang gave Ping Xibo, but he was not noticed by the two three-year-old children. Hua Fei was angry and angry, but there was no way to get angry. You can't dance knives in front of them. First of all, they may not understand it. Even if they understand it, they will not be in awe with those two elm heads.

"Well, I understand your intention. If you can't let go and forget it, how can you have the opportunity to step on the highest level of martial arts?

Across the wooden door, Lv Fengqi whispered.

If you are someone else, if you can listen to the teachings of Da Kuang's first general from the bottom of your heart, you will be grateful for your great salute and remember it respectfully.

But Huafei ignored it, still frowned and sighed repeatedly: "General, is it possible to achieve this? This..."

The girl's laughter came from her ear. Hua Fei stared at him fiercely. The girl quickly covered her mouth, but the smile in her eyes was difficult to restrain, and the boy made a grimace at him.

Hua Fei was so miserable that he had no choice but to care about the two gifted Taoist children and snorted carelessly.

There was a little silence in the wooden door, and then there were words that could not be heard.

"This son is at the peak of the wind, and he is at the forefront of the storm. If he can't be involved, he won't be involved."

Hearing the words, Hua Fei was stunned, blushed in an instant, and said angrily, "This... General! Do I have to let that stinky junior?"

"It's not to give up to him, but to avoid the luck of Da Kuang's success and fall in the past ten years."

Lv Fengqi's words became more and more unfathomable. They fell in Hua Fei's ears, but compared with those mysterious monks and Taoisms. His heart was annoying and stuffy, and he couldn't say anything.

This is not Lv Fengqi, who is a ruthless model of our generation. He is obviously a pseudo-Taoist priest! The general must be stupid to read a book... This, this, what should I do?

Hua Fei turned around in a hurry. For a long time, he sighed helplessly and bowed to the wooden door twice. He stopped talking. He patted his thigh heavily and turned around to leave.

"Huafei."

After only two steps, he was called by the man in the door.

"General, have you changed your mind?"

Hua Fei turned his head happily, licked his lips, and couldn't help rubbing his hands.

After a long silence, Lv Feng got up and said, "If you want to take revenge, just send your generals to chase and kill. If you still care about the friendship between us, listen to me and don't get involved in it.

"This..."

Hua Fei looked at the closed wooden door in a dazment, nodded for a long time, sighed and left.

Isn't it just killing a junior traitor? Sesame is a big deal. Why is it as serious as the sky has collapsed in the general's mouth? Ten years of prosperity and decline... What the hell! As long as there is wine, meat and people kill, I don't care what kind of bullshit it is.

Hua Fei thought angrily, swaggered out of the lobby, looked at the many generals standing outside the hall, and coughed heavily.

Seeing that Huafei finally came out, all the generals outside the hall looked happy.

"Ping Xibo... What did the general say?

"The general agreed with us to avenge Brother Liu?"

"Well, An Bochen not only killed Brother Liu, but also stole the military map with his accomplices. In case it leaks out... Ping Xibo should send troops as soon as possible!"

......

The generals said, and Hua Fei seemed to have changed in front of the generals. He no longer faced Lv Feng's improper shape, his eyelids were down, and he sneered and swept over the Jingji generals who were talking about. It took a long time before he raised his hand.

The generals stopped abruptly.

"The general agreed."

Hua Fei said lightly, which made a group of generals look happy.

Killing a junior is not for them to be happy, and the self-respecting bully Hou Jun is not worthy of their revenge. However, the military rules of the capital are strict, and no one can leave his post without defense and exercises. These tigers and wolves have been in the middle for a long time and have been bored for a long time. Now they have the opportunity to get out of the customs. Even if they only walk around for two laps, they will be happy.

"As for the march map... Hey hey, that's just a bait. The real marching map is still under my uncle's pillow.

After saying that, Hua Fei casually swept through the generals and saw them all stunned, without exception.

He nodded secretly. Although Hua Fei was old and rude, he had been fighting in all directions and fighting with Lv Feng for so many years. It was like thick and thin, and there was half a bright mirror hidden in his heart.

"So, you can discuss who will go and who will stay. However, since you have gone, you have to make the momentum bigger so that the Three Kingdoms in the West will be skeptical.

After Hua Fei finished speaking, he ignored the generals who were competing with each other. He paced with his hands on his hands and walked out leisurely.

The land of Zhongdu is flat, and the second mansion can't cover the blue sky. Every evening, the sunset is like fire, which always makes Huafei not interested. He just wants to drink two small drinks and find two girls to hold a jade full of fragrant jade, or watch a play or listen to a book. In short, this annoying evening is over.

Nearly forty years old, he has not yet married and had children. Fortunately, the old man is no longer there, and no one will urge him.

Following the general, as he fought and fought, the days passed like this. In the blink of an eye, the red card fans in the capital and Zhongdu changed one round after another, and he also became Ping Xibo, who was 9,000 yuan of Shiyi.

It's good to accompany the general to fight the world. You don't have to think about annoying people. It's simple and easy to fight, drink and kill people... At least it used to be.

Standing outside the general's mansion of Zhongdu, Hua Fei stopped, squinted his eyes and looked at the Canxia under the thin west mountain, shook his head with a wry smile, and then hummed a small song. As usual, he went to find his good wine beauty.

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The same day is thin in Xishan, dusk and remnant clouds, and An Bochen, who is running on the other side of Kansai, is not as idle as Huafei.

Although he killed Hou Jun and stopped him from being defeated in a hundred battles, he was so angry, but the price he paid was not small. When he spit out Tianlei, his throat and blood were injured by Tianlei. It took at least seven or eight days to recover his vitality. In these seven or eight days, An Bochen's voice would be hoarse when he spoke.

At this time, An Bochen only wanted to eat a bowl of tofu pudding sprinkled with green onions at the gate of Yuanjing Village to moisten his throat.

But here is in Kansai, and to the east is the State of Qi. It takes four or five days to reach the border of Qin to go north. Not to mention whether there are tofu flowers for sale in these two countries, even if there are, An Bochen is holding a gun that has killed people. At first glance, he is not a good person. In this way, he walks into the restaurant and is not bombarded out by the shopkeeper. It will also be searched by Qi Qin tigers and wolves.

"This day of running for life is really not a human."

After taking a sip of water, An Bochen took out the glazed bottle from the bead chain, as it was written.

The remnant sun is like blood. The teenager dragged his tired body, led the listless horse, and walked to the dilapidated temple not far from the left of the road.

The splashing sound echoed in his ear. An Bochen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and took out the glass bottle.

"How can you run for your life? You are so chic. If you want to kill people, you can kill people. If you want to go to the brothel, you can go to the brothel. It's better than I can only stay in Wuzhong."

Simajin's reply was a little scribbled, but he said a lot.

An Bochen thought for a while, and a trace of narrowness flashed in his eyes. He wrote with a pen and wrote, "But have they arrived? Is it dangerous?"

When I was young, the glazed bottle returned to An Bochen's hands.

"A girl who is thinking about the brothel and the man, do you think it's dangerous... It's really weird."

An Bochen said the strange word in his heart.

Hong Fu always comes up with some strange words from time to time. He has already seen that he is not surprised. If it were someone else, he might have to think about it for most of the time to figure it out.

For more than three years, even if you know her name, you can't change the name of "Hong Fu". She called Shangguan Wan'er a strange person, but she didn't know that she was the only strange person in An Bochen's heart.

An Bochen only thought that he understood the "strange things" in Sima Jin's mouth, and secretly thought that one day he would be interested in praising her casually, which made her happy. He didn't know at all that if he said so, he would definitely make Sima Jin run away on the spot and cry without tears.

An Bochen didn't know that he was so curious about a woman who had never seen her true face. Among the tens of millions of men in Da Kuang, he was definitely a strange one.

Kill the enemy, and be able to talk and laugh with the "strange people" in his heart from time to time. Even if he walks alone on the lonely road, An Bochen feels in a good mood.

At dusk, the young man's green shirt, the dark horse is wither, and the temple is crooked.