Chapter 1181

After Fang Xie and Wu had a deep talk, they were obviously in a much better mood. In fact, people often ignore one thing. One of the best ways to reduce stress is to tell. But why do people ignore such a simple thing? Perhaps in many cases, people don't ignore, but don't want to tell, or can't find someone to tell.

If Wu had not guessed the idea of Fang Xie, there would not be such a deep discussion.

Coming out of the big tent, Fang Xie looked up at the deep sky.

So far, the war in eastern Xinjiang has been able to rest for a while, but it is really only a moment. Followed by Fang Xie, he was going to lead troops to phoenix platform to face Lehmann.

But before that, Fang Xie had to meet Mu Guangling first.

Fang Xie is also sure that Mu Guangling wants to see himself now. If Mu Guangling has the strength to kill Fang Xie directly, maybe Mu Guangling will appear in front of Fang Xie now. Such a big man who once said nothing in eastern Xinjiang has now been almost excluded from the center of power and status.

Decades of planning, decades of precipitation.

But it was not the bright yellow robe or the Kowloon seat.

Like a dream

Fang Xie changed his clothes, but it was still the Black Royal dress he was used to wearing. However, there is light gold dragon embroidery on this royal dress. It is not that dazzling golden yellow, but light gold. If the sky is darker, it can hardly be seen. Only when the sun shines on it will it reflect some golden brilliance.

This long shirt is exactly the same as the one he wore on the day of the king's ceremony.

He jumped down from the pass of Malan mountain, like a huge eagle falling from the top of the mountain. When he jumped down from the pass, hundreds of black figures followed him down from the pass. The shock of the scene was directed at the hearts of the people. Imagine how hard it is to calm down the black figures of so many people jumping down from the city gate dozens of meters high!

Fang Xie galloped in front of him, followed by hundreds of Jianghu guests in black selected by Xiang qingniu behind him. The accomplishments of these practitioners are very good. They are the elite children of each sect of Taoism. In the afterglow of the evening, these people flash like black streamers in the canyon.

Their goal is the north.

To the north of Malan mountain is the camp of Mu Guangling.

The average person has to walk through the canyon for at least one day. But for these practitioners, this journey will not take long.

When it was completely dark, they had passed through Chen's team.

In the night, the soldiers didn't notice that someone flew by on the stone walls on both sides. In order not to disturb Chen Dongshan's slowly retreating team, Fang Xie did not stop.

Behind Fang Xie, Xiang qingniu in a faint black Taoist robe is the nearest to him. Behind are ye zhuhan, Shiwan and others.

By the time the moon had just hung on the treetops, we had seen a camp of lights in front of us.

Mufu soldier

Fang Xie stopped on a big stone.

There was a slight sound of breaking the air, and a hundred and ten Jianghu people stopped behind him. The crowd stared at the distant lights, and everyone didn't speak.

Liao Sheng and heize looked at each other, and then left the team with seven or eight Jianghu guests in black.

Soon, the secret outpost outside the Mufu army camp was cleaned up.

For Liao Sheng and heize, they are familiar with this work.

Fang Xie swept down from the big stone, brushed his hands back, and walked towards the main gate of Mufu army camp. Some of those Jianghu people in black stayed where they were, and some of them swept out on the hillside, and soon disappeared into the night.

Whoosh!

A resounding arrow shot down from the Yuanmen arrow tower and poked on the ground not far from fangxie.

"Who's coming?! one more step closer, shoot dead with random arrows!"

On the arrow tower, the Mufu soldiers on duty and the archers shouted loudly.

Behind Fang Xie, Xiang qingniu took a deep breath and looked up fiercely. Behind him, a vision of him expanded like a giant God. The giant formed by internal strength was more than ten meters high, with a frightening momentum. Xiang qingniu took a step forward, and the huge illusion also took a step forward.

This step is to step on the ground with real internal strength.

The earth seemed to tremble for it.

"Please meet Mu Guangling!"

Xiang qingniu shouted, and the huge illusion opened its mouth, just like the words spoken by the illusion, and the voice spread far and far. Immediately after, the whole camp of Mufu soldiers was boiling. The general on duty urgently ordered to blow the horn, and teams of soldiers in the barracks gathered towards the gate.

The Mufu soldiers of yuanmenkou only felt in a trance. When they looked again, a young man in white with one arm had appeared in front of them.

"Fang Xie"

The young man in white named Fang Xie.

"Mu Xianjun"

Fang Xie also recognized him.

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"The King Wu of the black flag army is really good spirited. He's coming to break through our Mufu camp with only a few followers?"

Mu Xianjun's voice is very cold, like solid ice that will not melt for thousands of years. He stared at the young man in black. He thought he would be calm when he saw him again, but it was still difficult to restrain the waves in his heart. The two people are far away from each other, one black and one white, so eye-catching.

Mu Xianjun picked up his empty sleeve and asked Fang Xie, "I've been away for three years. Do you remember how to break my arm?"

Fang Xie nodded: "although it's not an achievement, it hasn't been forgotten."

Mu Xianjun's eyes flashed a strong hatred, which soon covered his eyes.

"I have thought many times about what kind of occasion it would be for you and me to meet again. I have thought about choosing the most suitable place to avenge you. But I never thought that you would come to meet me the second time."

Although Mu Xianjun was still smiling, his tone was getting colder and colder: "did you come to kill my father and me?"

"When you kill, you kill. If you can't kill, you don't kill."

Fang Xie's answer was bland.

"Well, when you kill, kill!"

Muxianjun took a step forward: "if it weren't for you, Mufu wouldn't be like this. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't lose an arm. If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't be haggard day by day! Even if you don't come, I'll find you to get some back."

Fang Xie shook his head slowly: "even without me, Mu's house will die."

"Jun'er"

Mu Guangling, with a gloomy face, walked slowly out of the camp, called Mu Xianjun and said, "you step down first. King Wu is a guest from afar. Anyway, we can't lose the hospitality of Mu house. Once there were 3000 guests in Mu house, and the generation of Jiming and goutiao was regarded as a guest of honor. How can we lose courtesy when the first foreign surnamed king of the great Sui Dynasty came?"

Muxianjun didn't say anything more. He went to Mu Guangling and stopped.

"I've seen the Lord"

Mu Guangling deeply worshipped: "I still regard myself as a courtier of the Sui Dynasty, so I should salute you."

Fang Xie shook his head and said, "are you comfortable doing these actions“

Mu Guangling's eyes were cold and his killing machine rose.

Fang Xie's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the night and directly see through Mu Guangling's mind: "you have been hypocritical for decades and have forgotten yourself. This is hypocrisy. Mu Xianjun hates me. It's true. You hate me more than he does, but you hold your anger in your heart for your so-called tolerance. I think you won't feel good."

Fang Xie said, "whether you are a minister of the Sui Dynasty or not. Whether you salute me or not. The relationship between you and me has long been unable to live in the same room."

"Well said."

Mu Guangling sneered, "you want to be an emperor, don't you?"

Fang Xie looked at Mu Guangling and asked, "can you do it?"

Mu Guangling's expression was almost distorted, but he still endured it.

"Are you here to understand the grievances between you and me in the way of Jianghu?"

He asked Fang Xie.

Fang Xie said, "I just want to persuade you. When I was in Yunnan Province, I once settled many courtiers of Nanyan. Although these people lost their power, they can at least continue to live a prosperous life with their families in a beautiful place. I know you definitely won't choose this, but I still want to persuade you."

"Thank you for your advice."

Mu Guangling pointed to his heart: "why don't you do it?"

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A Jianghu guest under Mu Guangling's gate was also very angry when he heard the conversation between the two people. He stepped forward a few steps, pointed to Fang Xie and said angrily, "don't think you can be so domineering now that you have an advantage. After all, Dongjiang is still the territory of Mu Mansion. Do you think you can run amok on this land with hundreds of thousands of people?"

He called and shouted, "where are those who wish to die for the Duke of the country?! come forward with you and me!"

Poop poop, dozens of corpses were thrown out of the darkness and left in the open space between Fang Xie and Mu Guangling. These corpses were all disciples of the Mu family. Just now they wanted to sneak around and attack from behind while Fang Xie and Mu Guangling were talking. As a result, none of them could get close, and all of them were killed silently.

Looking at the bodies, the roaring doorman's face changed greatly.

Mu Xianjun took a deep breath and stepped forward, but mu Guangling pulled him from behind: "jun'er, remember, the future of Mu house is still on you."

With these words, he stepped forward.

"Mu Xianjun's Mu house is not mu house."

Mu Xianjun stepped out again and stopped Mu Guangling behind him. He turned back and smiled at Mu Guangling: "father, I know you always have high hopes for me. Everything you do is for me. Do you care about the throne so much? No... you just think your son should sit on it?"

Mu Guangling's mouth twitched a few times, but he was speechless.

"It's my turn."

He said.

Fang Xie sighed: "in the first 20 years, I saw my father love my son, and in the next 20 years, I saw my son respect my father... Nothing more."

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the arrow tower not far from the Yuanmen side of the camp: "talk first?"

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Arrow tower

A short table in the middle, no tea, no wine.

There is a map on the short table.

Fang Xie looked at Mu Guangling with angry eyes. He was not affected by that look: "if you look at me like this, you can't see me dead. I just want to say a few real words, which may be as real as what I just said, so you won't like to listen. I'm not here to ask you to do something. There's no need to say something nice."

"Mu mansion, are you still qualified to compete for the world?"

He asked.

Mu Guangling was stunned and turned his head to one side. Mu Xianjun didn't avoid Fang Xie's sight, but he didn't answer.

"The Central Plains has been in chaos for too long. It's time to recover."

He pointed to the map: "The next truth is, if you feel that you have hurt your self-esteem, you can pretend you can't hear... Your father and son don't need to fight against foreigners from today. These 200000 Mufu soldiers will also be kept. From the north of Malan mountain, they are under your control in muguangling. I'm here to kill foreigners, not Han people... What you said just now is very right. I want to be an emperor."

Fang Xie's tone is so determined.

"To the north of Malan mountain and to the east of Shanhaiguan, keep it if you like."

His finger drew a circle on the map: "keep it for me."