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Chapter two hundred and thirty second: dream, fantasy battle(1/2)

Now, Fu Tianchou's eldest son-in-law's surname is Cui, and he is the Tanhualang of the year before yesterday.

The second daughter married into the Cui family in Qinghe, and the Han Party also had a little tacit understanding with the aristocratic families and was no longer incompatible with each other.

But the problem is.

Who is Cui Hongjian?

There is nothing in Yang Pan's memory.

It made him unable to help but wonder whether everything in his previous life was real or a illusion.

Otherwise, how can some places match and some places match?

"Pan'er, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Yang Pan in a daze, Mrs. Hu pamperedly tidy up her collar for him.

"Mother, you have to be careful of someone named Xu Hongru."

Yang Pan came to his senses and said solemnly to Mrs. Hu.

"Xu Hongru!"

Mrs. Hu was stunned for a moment: "Who is from Hengzhen Dao?"

After saying that, he looked at Yang Pan with some confusion: "Pan'er, where did you hear about Master Xu?"

"well!"

Yang Pan sighed and did not answer.

Hengzhen Dao Xu Hongru, after twelve years, learned from somewhere that there was a treasure in Zhenxi Hou Mansion, called Wuxiang Tianyi.

At that time, Xu Hongru was not far from ascending.

In order to successfully overcome the tribulation, Xu Hongru led Hengzhendao to sneak attack the Hou Mansion. Only then did he realize that his mother had a high level of cultivation.

It's a pity.

His mother's illusion was restrained by Xu Hongru everywhere, and he was eventually defeated by his hands, and the treasure Wuxiang Tianyi was taken away.

His father Zhenxihou avenged his mother and was also killed by the Kunlun Sect master invited by Xu Hongru.

That year, Yang Pan was twenty-seven years old and became the new Zhenxihou.

It was also that year, smoke from all over the country and rebels were everywhere.

Yang Pan led the Zhenxi Army to fight all the way, but unfortunately he was unable to quell the rebels until the day of his death in battle, and he could not avenge his mother.

The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed.

Life is full of regret.

Now that he was fifteen years old, Yang Pan vowed to change everything.

Of course, the most important thing at the moment is to protect the formless heavenly robe. With this treasure, father, mother, and yourself, you will have the possibility of ascension in the future.

Five days later.

As soon as the agreed time came, Zhang Heng came with his sword in his arms.

At the same time, Zhenxi Hou Mansion was waiting for the enemy with a sword, as if it was facing a great enemy.

"There are quite a few people."

Zhang Heng glanced at him.

Needless to say, Mrs. Hu, and beside Mrs. Hu, was a powerful middle-aged man standing.

He was full of energy and blood, just like a big sun. Needless to ask, this must be Zhenxihou.

Behind Zhenxihou, there was an old man in green clothes and a middle-aged man holding a paper fan.

Feel the gaze that Zhang Heng cast.

The old man bowed and said, "I am Dong Xiaoxiang, now the head of Xiaoxiang Academy, and I am with Fu Tianchou. Mr. Fu is an old friend, Zhenren Zhang. Can you not make things difficult for the sake of Lord Fu and me?"

Zhang Heng raised his eyes: "Are you Mr. Fu's friend?"

“That’s right.”

Dong Xiaoxiang nodded.

"Mr. Fu is the father-in-law of my close friend Cui Hongjian. You are Mr. Fu's friend. Logically, we have some relationship."

Zhang Heng thought for a moment and said, "Do you know that the Wuxiang Tianyi in Mrs. Hu's hand was stolen from the owner of Tianyi?"

Dong Xiaoxiang shook her head: "I don't know."

"I don't blame anyone who knows it. I came to Mrs. Hu to take Tianyi away because I received the instructions from the owner of Tianyi."

"You retreat. For the sake of Lord Fu, I won't make things difficult for you, but you can't take care of this matter anymore."

Zhang Heng made a gesture of asking for help.

Dong Xiaoxiang was silent for a little while and looked at Mrs. Hu: "But that's the case?"

Mrs. Hu was speechless.

"well!"

Dong Xiaoxiang retreated aside: "Don't hurt Mrs. Hu's life."

"Of course, I only have clothes and don't have lives."

Zhang Heng is not easy to fight or kill.

He came to take away the Wuxiang Tianyi, not to kill people, otherwise he would not have waited for five days.

"teacher."

Yang Pan was very anxious.

Dong Xiaoxiang turned a blind eye and said indifferently: "Your son does not want you, even if you reward him, you will not steal it."

This sentence means that if you don’t greedy for money, even if you reward steal, no one will steal.

It's because your mother stole someone else's stuff and is now being asked to come to me. It's useless to beg me.

"You should know my origin."

"Take the things in hand, I won't make things difficult for you."

Zhang Heng looked at Mrs. Hu.

The superior army attacks the plan, and attacks the heart to the superior.

It is best not to take action, after all, Zhang Heng is not aggressive.

"Without the Wuying Tianyi, I will definitely lose my life for three disasters. If you take Tianyi away, you will take my life."

Mrs. Hu has a firm attitude.

With the Tianyi in Wuxiang, her chance of ascension is 60%.

Without the Wuying Tianyi, there is no chance of ascension in 30% of the time. This is not what he wants to die.

"Then please."

Zhang Heng said nothing more.

"Military formation!"

Zhenxihou shouted loudly.

With the sound of neat steps, three thousand soldiers came from all directions.

These people surround Zhenxihou, and their qi and blood are intertwined, and finally connected to Zhenxihou.

With this blessing, Zhenxihou grew stronger, and he raised from more than seven feet to nine feet. He held a spear in his hand, and was like a demon coming to the world.

tread!

Zhang Heng took a step forward.

In an instant, three thousand soldiers were shocked, and their hearts were almost half a beat.

tread!!

Zhang Heng took another step forward.

Everyone felt heartache and many people had a look of pain on their faces.

tread...

Take the third step.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, three thousand soldiers vomited blood together, and their momentum was frustrated.

"It's the technique of sound attack!"

Zhenxihou saw the way and shouted: "Condensing qi and blood, breaking the technique of attacking his voice, killing!"

"kill!"
To be continued...
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