My wife is Invincible East

At this point, he already had a clear idea.

Immediately, he turned his head, glanced at his nine fellow apprentices, and ordered, "Le Hou, Zhong Zhen, Deng Bagong... listen to my orders!"

"Brother, what are your instructions?!"

Seeing Zuo Lengchan regain his former charm, they were delighted, knowing that Zuo Lengchan had a perfect plan. They immediately knelt on one knee and clasped their fists.

Zuo Lengchan nodded and said, "You are now the nine most skilled martial artists in the Songshan Sect. You rarely show up in public, so the people at the court probably wouldn't recognize you. Today, I will send you out of the Imperial Mausoleum and travel across the country to invite the leaders of the major sects to come here and discuss major plans."

"Yes, we will complete the task!"

Several people responded in unison, picked up their swords, and turned to leave.

Zuo Lengchan shifted his gaze to the drowsy Tian Boguang and said with a smile, "Brother Tian, ​​you are the best at Qinggong. The mission of traveling thousands of miles to contact the White Lotus Sect, the Rakshasa Kingdom, and the Tartars is now handed over to you!"

Chapter 171 The war is about to begin

Hearing this, Tian Boguang, who was dozing off, almost fell to the ground.

After quickly stabilizing himself, he widened his eyes and yelled, "Why is what I do the most tiring?"

Zuo Lengchan smiled imperceptibly and nodded.

When a person just wakes up, his will is the weakest.

He said this just now, on the one hand to entrust the task to Tian Boguang, and on the other hand, to test him.

If he agreed without hesitation, Zuo Lengchan would have doubted his intentions.

However, it seems that I was worrying too much.

At that moment, Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly and said, "Brother Tian, ​​you need to understand the situation now."

"We are now on the same boat. We should divide the work and cooperate to overcome this disaster. Otherwise, why would I protect you for nothing?"

"What's more, your portrait has been posted in countless towns and cities across the country. If you were to walk around the streets, you would be immediately recognized and reported to the authorities."

"Moreover, even though those reputable and upright sects are being oppressed by the martial arts ban, they still deeply detest thieves like you. If I send you to contact the leaders of the various sects, I'm afraid you won't get anything done, and you'll die."

"So, it is your best option to leave the Ming Dynasty and contact the people of the Tartars and the Rakshasa Kingdom."

Tian Boguang was stunned. Zuo Lengchan's words were well-reasoned and convincing, but he was speechless. He tilted his mouth sullenly and said:

"Okay, I can't convince you, so let's go."

As he spoke, he changed the subject, with a hint of vulgarity between his brows, and said: "But you have to prepare ten girls to wait for me when I come back."

"I haven't had any fishy food for a few days. I'm almost suffocating."

Zuo Lengchan couldn't help laughing when he saw his hungry look. This kind of guy with a pure heart and only women in his mind is the easiest person to control.

Thinking of this, he burst into laughter:

"Haha, Brother Tian, ​​don't worry. Once the big thing is done, you can choose any beauty in the world at will. Zuo will not be stingy."

Hearing this, Tian Boguang's eyes flashed with a wolfish light. After nodding repeatedly, he ran out.

In the secret room, in the blink of an eye, Zuo Lengchan was the only one left.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light shone in them, and he looked into the distance.

Zhu Youji, facing such a dilemma, I want to see if you have the ability to turn the tide!

……

The next day, at noon.

When all parties were making nervous calculations.

In the backyard of the Fulai Inn in Hengyang City, Zhu Moye was hugging Dongfang Bai, enjoying the flowers and drinking tea in the back garden that was decorated like a fairyland on earth.

It seems that they are not bothered by worldly matters at all, and look upon everything indifferently, like a pair of immortal lovers, so comfortable.

"Why are you free to have tea with me today? Why don't you accompany Xiaolin?"

Zhu Moye took a sip of tea and teased the beauty in his arms.

This girl has reunited with Yi Lin and her sister these days, and they are inseparable and can't bear to be apart for a moment.

It's been a few days since I've had some good time alone with him.

"Xiao Lin went with her master."

Dongfang Bai looked at him apologetically, and rubbed her head gently against his chest to express her comfort.

In the past few days, she has been somewhat neglecting Zhu Moye.

Then, he scolded again, "You have shattered all the ideas Dingyi has held for so many years."

"Now she's in a daze all day long, talking nonsense. Is it really okay for you not to go and see her?"

Zhu Moye gently rubbed every inch of her skin and said mischievously:

"Why are you still worried about Dingyi? Aren't you jealous anymore?"

Thinking of Dongfang Bai's indifferent attitude when he brought the dazed Ding Yi back a few days ago, he was still sweating profusely.

It had only been a few days, but he was already worried about his own underestimation of the enemy.

This girl, Dongfang, is really cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Humph, you're only twenty-three, and you've already ruined several women. I wonder how many ignorant women will be ruined by your hands in this life."

She glanced at Zhu Moye with a sanitary look, snorted softly, pinched the flesh on his waist, and said, "If I am jealous every day, won't I be jealous to death?"

As she spoke, she placed her pink ear against Zhu Moye's chest. Her resentful expression changed slightly, and she whispered softly, filled with tenderness:

"Moreover, I can hear that every time your heart beats, only my name is ringing."

Hearing these sweet words, Zhu Moye was moved but also felt a little guilty.

Although half of the reason why he expanded his harem so unscrupulously was because of the tasks in the Plane Mall.

But half of the reason is still the man's possessiveness.

Every man has the urge to possess beautiful things. As the Emperor of Man, Zhu Moye's power, wealth and strength have reached the pinnacle.

Under the trend of this ability, the desire for possession is magnified infinitely.

But I feel sorry for Dongfang Bai's infatuation.

At that moment, I gently stroked her soft hair, feeling comforted.

After a moment, he said softly, "Don't worry too much about Dingyi. It takes time for the pillar of faith in your heart to collapse and recover."

Dongfang Bai nodded and said no more. The two of them just snuggled quietly in the sunlight, enjoying the sun bath, which warmed their bodies and hearts.

Suddenly, a small black shadow came rushing from the horizon in just a few breaths.

A snow-white carrier pigeon landed steadily on Zhu Moye's wrist.

He took the letter swiftly, released the pigeon, then unfolded the note and looked at it with a frown.

"As you expected, Zuo Lengchan has already sent people to contact the leaders of various sects, as well as the White Lotus Sect, the Rakshasa Kingdom, the Tatars, and other forces."

"One month later, at the Yellow River in Henan, Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum is plotting a rebellion... Don't forget my Imperial Guards!"

After reading the creed, a strange sneer appeared on Zhu Moye's handsome face.

I originally thought that Zuo Lengchan just had a lot of money and didn't know how to spend it, so he wanted to rebel for fun.

Unexpectedly, he was so cruel as to collude with the Tartars and foreigners and betray his country!

"In my two lives, what I hate most are traitors. Haha, if you want to play, then let's see who will win!"

Chapter 172 Gathering at the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor! The climax begins,

Time passes quickly like water.

During this period, the Ming Dynasty became surprisingly peaceful.

Although the search is still proceeding in an orderly manner, the team of a thousand people led by Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang is still searching for the whereabouts of the Songshan disciples across the country.

But what is strange is that every time there is a trace of the Songshan School, they always return empty-handed in the end and have never been caught.

However, a lot of Huang Chengcheng's bounty was given out for nothing.

The entire Ming Dynasty was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. It seemed calm, but in fact there were undercurrents surging, just like the calm before the storm.

The only thing that was refreshing and caused heated discussion was the sudden rise of Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect.

From a Huashan disciple with second-rate martial arts skills, he transformed himself into a great swordsman with superb swordsmanship, ranked among the contemporary peerless masters.

A while ago, he went to Meizhuang, Hangzhou with Ren Yingying, the saint of the Sun and Moon Sect, and devised a plan to rescue the former sect leader Ren Woxing, who had disappeared for many years.

The popularity of this matter among the people of the Ming Dynasty was second only to the ban on weapons, which was at the center of public controversy.

No one knew how Linghu Chong, whose martial arts skills were mediocre, could acquire superb swordsmanship in such a short time.

What is even more incomprehensible is how Linghu Chong, who has always hated evil, could go with the evil cult witch to save the big evil Ren Woxing.

All they knew was that Ren Woxing's return to the world would make the already muddy and turbid world even more chaotic.

At this time, on the top of Mount Hua, in the wing room of the Huashan Sect.

A beautiful woman about thirty years old, with graceful demeanor, elegant figure, and beauty that could shame the moon and flowers, like a ripe peach.

Sitting across the table from Yue Buqun, with a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes, she tried to dissuade him, "Brother, do you really want to go?"

Ning Zhongze has not had a good night's sleep since Zhong Zhen of the Songshan School sneaked into Huashan in disguise and invited Yue Buqun to go to the banks of the Yellow River in Henan in a month.

The clear trace of fatigue on her plump, pink face made her look pitiful and heartbreaking.

"Of course I have to go. If I don't go, the Huashan Sect's century-long foundation will be destroyed in my hands."

Hearing this, Yue Buqun didn't even look at Ning Zhongze, but pinched his fingers together and made coquettish gestures.

He never had much affection for his beloved wife who had been with him for twenty years, and after she gave birth to Yue Lingshan, they almost didn't have sex.

In Yue Buqun's view, sexual relations between men and women consumes energy and is not conducive to the improvement of one's martial arts skills.

For him, martial arts skills are far more important than his wife.

What's more, he has now practiced the Sword Manual of Exorcism and has become a hermaphrodite.

Psychologically, she was evolving towards a woman, and she had no interest in Ning Zhongze at all.

Even looking at her makes me feel a little jealous of her beauty.

Ning Zhongze was no longer surprised by Yue Buqun's attitude.

A few days ago, when he started to behave a little abnormally, she was a little surprised. But after some time, she had been married to him for twenty years.

It is completely certain that Yue Buqun is no longer a man.

However, after giving birth to Yue Lingshan, she had become accustomed to life without sex and did not take these things very seriously.

She only knew that no matter how the man in front of her changed, he was still her husband who had sworn vows to heaven and earth with her, and she could not remain indifferent to his insane behavior.

At that moment, he retorted excitedly: "Why not go? It will destroy the Huashan Sect's century-old foundation."

"Do you know that if you go, you will be in cahoots with Zuo Lengchan, and that will bring disaster to the Huashan Sect?"

"Among the Five Mountains Sword Sects, Hengshan, Hengshan, and Taishan have all refused. Why are you the only one who insists on discussing such a treasonous matter?"

"Brother, please wake up. The country is peaceful and the people are living and working in peace and contentment. It's like living in a dream. Isn't this good?"

Yue Buqun didn't take it seriously. He flicked his sleeves and snorted, "Hmph, the Hengshan and Taishan sects are all monastics. They never need to pay taxes, and they receive countless incense donations every year. Naturally, the martial arts ban will have little impact on them."

"Whether it's Mo Da or Liu Zhengfeng at Hengshan, they all love to play musical instruments and sing. Since the head master is like this, the disciples will naturally be influenced by him. If they can't practice martial arts, they can support themselves by singing and teaching."

"And what about Huashan? Every one of our Huashan disciples relies on martial arts for a living. If we stop using martial arts, do you think we can maintain such a large mountain gate with the rent collected from the real estate at the foot of Huashan?"

"What's more, if we ban martial arts, the number of people learning martial arts will decrease significantly. No one will come to Huashan to learn martial arts. Wouldn't the Taoist lineage of our ancestor, Master Hao, be destroyed?"

The barrage of scolding left Ning Zhongze silent for a long time, speechless.

However, she subconsciously felt that if the current life continued, people would have a better life without this special group of martial arts masters.

Therefore, she was not opposed to the ban on weapons.

Ning Zhongze really didn't know how to dissuade Yue Buqun. He was so anxious that he was about to cry. He said in a trembling voice, "No matter what, you have to think about Shan'er. She is now with the emperor. If her father rebels, how will you let her survive?"

"Hmph, stop disturbing my mood. Not to mention Lingshan, even if it's you, if you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"