Cifengque

Chapter 130 The first meeting between her and him

"The name of the formation?" Jun Ci understood it as soon as he heard it, and he didn't answer the question.

"Yeah." Ying Wuchen nodded.

"Who created it?" Jun Ci has never heard of it, and this formation is very delicate, as long as the people who set up the formation cooperate well, it is like a net that traps the enemy tightly and has no way to break through.

"I."

The word was light and fluffy, but it surprised Junci. She turned her head to look at Ying Wuchen in surprise, suspecting that she had heard it wrong just now: "You?"

It's not that she doesn't believe in Ying Wuchen's ability, nor is it that she despises Ying Wuchen, but it's impossible to create such a formation if someone who doesn't understand martial arts at all, let alone train everyone to such an extent that even if they are Blindness can be tacitly understood, Junci asks himself, even if it is her, it will take three to five years to take shape.

To achieve the power of Ziyi and the others today, it will take more effort.

"Your sister of the Jun family doesn't believe it?" Ying Wuchen raised his sword eyebrows.

Jun Ci shook his head: "No, I'm just too shocked."

Ying Wuchen's magnificent lips rose slightly: "I created it when I was ten years old."

Jun Ci: ...

Silently retracting her gaze, she always thought that she was the proud child of heaven. Although she was born with a foundation that surpassed ordinary people, and the opportunity of meeting the old man, coupled with her perseverance and tenacity to endure hardships, she has indeed reached an unattainable level at a young age. There are few people in this world who she can admire, and now there is another one.

"Brother Ying family is the second person I admire in this life." She couldn't help sighing.

"Who is the first one?" Ying Wuchen was not very satisfied with the second word.

What she said was admiration, and of course it wasn't for the emperor. Her father used it for admiration and admiration, and only her peers could be admired.

"Shizi Yan." From the beginning to the end, Junci never concealed her admiration for Yan Guixun from Wuchen.

Ying Wuchen's long eyelashes drooped slightly: "A person who has passed away, do you want to remember it forever?"

Junci suddenly felt that Ying Wuchen's flat tone was a bit wrong. Maybe he didn't understand it before, but he only expressed his feelings to her during the day. Junci also understood his unhappiness now, but she didn't He intends to accommodate: "Although he is not around, his achievements and the spirit of the Yan Sui army will never be erased."

He opened his eyes, his black eyes were deep, and his silence was boundless: "To you, he is just a person you have never met, and his totality is just what you have heard, so you can be sure that what you hear is what you think in your heart." ?”

"Who said I have never met him?" Junci retorted.

She and Yan Guixun have met before!
"Have you seen it?" Ying Wuchen's dark eyes locked her tightly.

"I saw it when I was five years old." Jun Ci seemed to recall some good memories, and a smile appeared on his face, "He didn't capture me."

That year, the Empress Dowager took control of the government, Shouyang was revolted by the rebel army, and the Southern Dynasty took the opportunity to fan the flames. She and her mother happened to return to their hometown to pay homage to their ancestors. They were trapped in Shouyang and almost died under the sword of the rebel army.

The rebels knew her and A Niang's identities, and some rebels thought of Aye's loyalty and bravery, so they went around. Defile A Niang.

She never thought that it was the army of the Southern Dynasty who came to rescue their mother and daughter. King Dingkang took his only 11-year-old son, captured Shouyang, and killed the rebel army. The boy was only 11 years old, but he was as tall as an ordinary boy Wearing a well-fitting silver armor, with a silver spear in his hand, he shot through the chest of the person who was disrespectful to A Niang.

When A Niang saw the flag, she knew that this was Dingkang King of the Southern Dynasty. The Southern and Northern Dynasties were like fire and water. A Niang stepped forward with a look of despair, "Little General, I am..."

"Ma'am, there are certain things that cannot be said in order to be safe." Yan Guixun interrupted Zhang's words.

The young man was full of vigor, standing upright, and smiling openly. There were still wet bloodstains on his face, and the bloodstains did not belong to him.

Mrs. Zhang wanted to report her own family, because she was in Zhang's ancestral house, so her identity was self-evident.Knowing that you can't hide it, why don't you confess and fight for a way out for the young girl.

Yan Guixun didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and released their mother and daughter as servants of the Zhang family.

Junci was only five years old, but she knew that Yan Guixun had recognized their identities. He did not capture their mother and daughter for their own benefit. The first time was to open the granary to stabilize the mood of the people.

He personally sent their mother and daughter to the safest way to embark on the Northern Dynasty. When parting, she couldn't help asking: "Brother, how can I be like you?"

At that moment, Jun Ci, who was only five years old, wanted to be a person like Yan Guixun who stood upright, eliminated evil and punished rape. She hoped that she would never put A Niang in danger again, protect A Niang, and protect herself.

This is why the next year when Gui Chao came back to Aye, she met the old man. She would work so hard to learn martial arts. The old man took her to see the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. She gritted her teeth and survived after nightmares again and again. .

"What did he tell you?" Ying Wuchen asked.

The fighting in the distance could no longer attract Jun Ci, and the cold moonlight enveloped her, casting starlight on the smile on her lips: "At that time, there were two rows of poplars on both sides of the horse road, and he coaxed me that I grew up like poplars, so I would grow up like poplars. I can protect myself and my mother."

At that time, she was really easy to deceive, thinking that she was young and didn't understand the meaning of these words, and she would be able to understand them when she grew up, so she firmly remembered them in her heart.

Thinking about it now, he just said something casually to fool the past because he saw that he was a delicate and weak girl, and when he grew up, he should be a dignified and respectful boudoir girl. After all, her mother is such a person.

Ying Wuchen couldn't help laughing, his black eyes seemed to be shattered by thousands of stars.

Just at this time, the breath of blood permeated the air, and he was talking about the past with Ying Wuchen. Only then did Jun Ci come back to his senses.

They all cut their throats with a sword, and Junci felt a little regretful that she didn't see the process!

"Lang Jun." Zi Yi dragged the bloody sword and led the other five people forward, "How to deal with these assassins?"

"Where are you coming from?" Ying Wuchen ordered quietly.

"No." Ziyi took five people, one dragging two people, and left quickly.

The blood in the yard made Ying Wuchen frowned, but he would clean it up when he came back, he bowed his head and said to the king: "Lin Silang seems to be injured a little bit."

When Junci heard this, he quickly followed Ying Wuchen into the house, and sure enough, he saw that his arm was injured, and Lin Silang's subordinates were bandaging him.

"I'm the one who got my brother involved." Ying Wuchen apologized.

Lin Silang was not seriously injured, so he didn't care about it, he just asked: "Who wants to harm Lord Jiulang?"

(End of this chapter)