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Chapter 729: The Impermanence of Soldiers and the Impermanence of Water!(1/2)

Chapter 729: Soldiers are unpredictable, water is unpredictable, open!

In contrast, Guo Fengxiao and Zhang Liang thought twice.

Yu Qian is completely different.

To use Qian'erye's catchphrase.

"When the wind blows, pigs can fly into the sky!"

"But not every pig can fly into the sky!"

"An unconfident pig will think twice before making promises!"

"And I, Yu Qian, never hesitate! I'm always a stud!"

"Why don't you think about it so much? Can you see through the dealer or can you see through the chess game?"

“Follow the dealer and play stud!”

"The banker has already placed his bets anyway. If he falls to his death, the worst he can do is die again! At least the banker, Bai Di, is at the bottom!"

"Just do it and it's over. It's useless to think so much!"

Three days and two nights have passed, and the water in the lower reaches of Yishui River has become much stronger.

This is also a strange thing.

It was obviously not the summer flood season, but the amount of water was surprisingly large.

Moreover, the water is also a deep blue color, as if it is the color of a strong dye.

At a glance, the blue water on the river rushed towards the sky, and the water vapor surged crazily. It seemed that I could see countless ghosts and souls emerging from the water, spinning around, and jumping into the river again.

Some brave spectators were not afraid of trouble and shouted the names of their dead relatives into the river.

His old friend's name actually appeared in the river.

Everyone looked at the onlooker who called his name, running towards the river like crazy, and then disappeared into the blue mist.

There were only one or two such things at the beginning and then more and more in the end.

Since then, everyone has been full of fear of this river, and they have left here one after another, no longer thinking of entering Hades to take advantage of it.

But there are also some people who have not left. They reinforce their cold wind lanterns day by day, just looking forward to the arrival of the Hekun Day, which will attract the cold trumpeting birds and enter the underworld!

And this day is finally coming.

Yu Qian put on a soft silver satin jacket, a commander-in-chief's robe with a white satin stand-up collar, and a red gold-handled Yanling sword across his waist. Looking closely, this sword seemed to be similar to Zhang Qiling's ancient black gold sword.

Statue of divided gods.

The knife wielded with one hand is obviously more murderous, heavier and more low-key.

But Yu Qian's one is more glorious, more dazzling and more dignified.

Outside the car, there are neatly lined up the people he brought with him.

This wave of people led by Yu Qian actually consisted of Zhang Liang and Guo Jia, but neither of them believed it and left halfway.

Yu Qian didn't stay either.

Now they have recruited Partridge Post again, and they have brought along Yan Shifan, a group of experts from the Feng family. At a glance, they are neatly organized, and there are even a small number of 100 people.

But in fact, Yu Qian planned to bring two people with him this time.

Others, in Yu Qian's eyes, are not even qualified to take off.

After all, to become a pig, you need to be fat and strong. Even if a skinny pig goes to heaven, it will probably starve to death.

Yan Shifan couldn't help but praise, "Master Qian'er's body is really like that, with double buns, clouds and mist; water-filled robes, tight silk ribbons. The immortal style is free and easy, and there are many mysteries hidden in the belly. Yuxu Palace

Under Yuanshi's sect, the group of immortals once went to Pantao. They relied on the five qi to become a powerful person, and the Emperor's family cultivated immortality and cultivated Taoism!"

Yan Shifan beat the rhythm and praised Mr. Qian'er.

Yu Qian looked at Yan Shifan, "You have lived for so long, have you ever thought about being stunned for once?"

Yan Shifan was stunned, "Zhi Leng? Qian'er, what are you Zhi Leng for? I've always been very scared!"

Yu Qian said, "I mean, have you ever thought about doing something big?"

Yan Shifan looked at Yu Qian, realized what Yu Qian meant, and hurriedly backed away, "Master Qian, I am just a common person. A common person cannot go to the elegant hall, so I am fine here. I'd better not go to this hell in Fengdu!"

"

Yu Qian said, "What if I tell you that you are not going to Fengdu this time?"

Yan Shifan was stunned, "Not Fengdu? Then where to go?"

Yu Qian smiled and said, "You already know this secret, so you must follow me!"

After Yan Shifan heard this, he immediately sat on the ground with a slump, his face was full of pain, and he thought for a while.

Mr. Xiaoge slapped himself on the cheek suddenly, and kept cursing, "Why the hell did I do that!"

"Why are you asking so much?"

"You're getting angry, aren't you?"

"It's over, it's really over!"

"OMG!"

Yu Qian was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yan Shifan and strode out of the car.

Yan Shifan saw this and hurriedly chased him out, "Master Qian, wait for me!"

Outside the car, Partridge Whistle came forward and said, "Sir!"

Yu Qian looked at the partridge whistle and asked, "How are you preparing?"

Partridge Whistle smiled and said, "Everything is ready!"

Yu Qian smiled and said, "I promise you will not waste your trip!"

Partridge Whistle nodded, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Haha! Let's go!"

Yu Qian held the handle of the knife and looked towards the Yishui River, "Let's go!"

Everyone behind them followed them one after another. Although there were only a hundred people, they had the momentum of thousands of troops.

Before anyone dared to stop them, everyone who saw it was curious, but when they saw the Ming Dynasty flag and Yuzi flag flag behind the procession.

Everyone seemed to understand something.

"The Ming Dynasty Hall of Fame!"

"Who could be the important person named Yu in the Ming Dynasty?"

"This banner with the character Yu and the banner of the King of Ming Dynasty are held levelly. Who can this be? Yu Qianyu, a veteran of the four dynasties!"

"Only Yu Qian dares to wear the robe of the commander-in-chief of the Jinyi Guards. He is the real leader of the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards!"

"Master Yu Qian takes the lead, so if we have any doubts, follow us! Even if we go to the underworld, there is a master who is the backbone!"

As long as there is no one who can stay here today, there is no small-minded person. Everyone is a bold and heroic person. One person speaks, a hundred people agree, a thousand people follow, and ten thousand people come together!

A large number of people followed closely behind. Although these people were not from the various schools of thought, they were also affiliated with the yin and yang.

Yu Qian walked in front, followed closely behind, and more and more people followed.

Above the Yishui River, the Yishui River seems to be sensing something. The water waves are getting thicker and thicker. The blue water waves almost roll out a terrifying blue mist that is ten stories high. The mist is so thick that it forms a wall. It is so rich that people almost think it is...

A door.

Yu Qian walked to the Yishui River, looked at the big waves in front of him, laughed and said, "Once we go this time, there is no turning back. Have you thought about it?"

Yan Shifan shouted, "We are willing to follow Yu Shaobao to the underworld until death!"

Behind the scenes, tens of thousands of people shouted together, "We are willing to follow Shaobao to the underworld and we will remain together until death."

Yu Qian raised his hand, "Put on the lights!"

Dozens of people behind him opened the package one after another. Inside the package, they saw mini gold paper lanterns similar to Kongming lanterns, flying in the wind.

These gold paper lanterns rippled in the wind, and the moment cyan water vapor penetrated into the lamps.

Each wind lantern exploded, and the light of the wind lanterns was like shining stars, floating on the Yishui River in Nuoda.

"Zheng——"

A sound like a golden sword and an iron horse came from the dense blue demonic air. In the blue water vapor, a terrifying blue bird that was ten feet tall flapped its wings and rushed out!

This huge blue bird looks seven parts like a crane and three parts like a vacancy. Its arms are spread out, its wings are dripping with decay, as if the Yin energy is flashing out, its long neck is lingering, it catches a little light, and swallows it into its belly with satisfaction.

Is this the cold horn bird?

Yu Qian jumped up and landed on the bird's back. He held a knife in his right hand and pointed towards the front. "The soldiers have no constant momentum, and the water has no constant shape. Open!"

A simple and unpretentious knife.

There is no gorgeous sword spirit, nor spectacular sword strength.
To be continued...
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