When Xiao Wenshuang and Zhao Feiya fought, Yun Chongbo, who was chasing Xiang Ren, had already advanced far away, had already passed through the central part of Yihe City and reached the area north of the city.

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He rushed to the front of everyone and did have the ability to charge. Yun Chongbo came here smoothly and then found that he had become single.

Unlike him, Zhao Feiya's subordinates were a strict disciplined army. Without his aggressiveness and strength, they were advancing in the safest way they could at their own pace to clear the whole city. Yun Chongbo could barely be regarded as a guest official at this moment, and they had no angle to dissuade him. In this way, Yun Chongbo excitedly entered the enemy-occupied area without knowing it.

When he found that he had been alone, Yun Chongbo's first reaction was to try to call Xiao Wenshuang. Although he didn't know any magic, Xiao Wenshuang gave him some special magic talismans. Within a range of less than a mile of straight lines, Xiao Wenshuang could discover it. However, just after he took the magic talisman into his hand, Yun Chongbo's movement stopped.

I just finished the order and was so scared that I wanted to call Wen Shuang. If this continues, she may start to look down on me again.

Although Yun Chongbo was very grateful to Xiao Wenshuang for his protection and care, he also felt a little unhappy. Especially when he began to desire to be respected and treated equally by Xiao Wenshuang, this feeling became even stronger. Even though Xiao Wenshuang had never looked down on him in his heart, when Yun Chongbo felt persistent, he would slowly accumulate and interpret every detail into his own point of view. Although he had never said it, he had unknowingly started to influence every decision in his secret.

No matter how dangerous it is, will it be more dangerous than being chased by more than a thousand black sailors that day?

To pluck up some courage for himself, Yun Chongbo unconsciously thought of what he said when he met Zhao Feiya that night:

Then, you are not as good as your subordinates.

I have always known this point clearly and understood that even with the unexplainable improvement of that dream, I still cannot compare with Xiao Wenshuang. However, even so, when Zhao Feiya said this point with a very direct and clear attitude, Yun Chongbo still felt strong anger and a strong sense of frustration.

At that time, the oath when leaving Wuqi Town was unexpectedly rewinding and rolled violently in Yun Chongbo's heart.

I want to protect her, I must be stronger than her

Thinking of this, Yun Chongbo suddenly felt a surge of strength from there, kicked the horse's belly suddenly and rushed forward.

In fact, Yun Chongbo is not a good soldier, and he himself knows this.

When he was in Golden State, he exposed his weakness of not being able to do anything, and to this day, this has not changed at all.

He was not sure of killing people when he was chased, surrounded by shining swords and swords. In fact, in recent days of escape and the attack, dozens of black sailors and Xiangren fell under his command. At the same time, he did not pay any injuries or any other price. However, the problem is that he was able to achieve such results simply because the strength of those people was too far from him.

Although he has experienced many big scenes, except for the urge to kill from the bottom of his heart when he fought with Yuan Hong, Yun Chongbo has never had the strong desire to end his other life. He is not thinking that this is not good or that he wants to become a person who wants to kill someone. However, Yun Chongbo has always had a desire, a strong desire.

In addition to strength, he also longs for the ability to see the image clearly and analyze the prospects, and wants to have the ability to command and master others. Although that desire is not fierce, it is considered to be anxious. Especially, this is even more so after Zhao Feiya appeared.

Alas, when will I become a person like Brother Zhao?

Although Xiao Wenshuang was always suspicious of Dou, Yun Chongbo had long been distracted from his heart. He even thought that it was exactly the spirit and ambition that a man should have. In addition to occasionally thinking about it, the white-clothed person seemed to call Brother Zhao as his brother, but he had never heard Brother Zhao mention it. However, a good man like Brother, of course, is also a good man, so he can't help but feel ashamed.

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard a faint cry from the front. I was shocked and reflected on the battlefield. I was already alone and was sweating profusely. While cursing myself for being so foolish, I held the hilt of the middle hand, rode my horse gently, and galloped forward.

He was very skilled in riding at this moment, and rode his horse like flying. He had already run through several streets and alleys in a blink of an eye, and he was slowing down his horse.

At this time, the Xiang people had retreated, and only a few troops that were broken were fighting in the city. It was not only Zhao Feiya's subordinates who fought with them. Some of the black sailors who saw that the situation had changed also rushed to the streets again and began to chase the enemy who had just given them heavy blows. It was said that they were in chaos, but Yun Chongbo didn't know whether he was lucky or not. He rushed all the way, but he didn't even see a pair of fighting. He only saw several corpses lying across the streets and alleys, all incomplete. The black sailors and Xiang people were both entangled and could not tell.

Well, it should be here

As Yun Chongbo rushed along the way, he heard the terrible cry, but he heard a short sound, and a terrible cry. While hearing the secret battle in his heart, he finally found the source of the terrible cry with this terrible cry.

That was a dark alley with no trace of light coming out, and I couldn't see anything inside.

It's like an eye that doesn't know who it belongs to, you can't see anything from it, but you don't know if it's peeking at you coldly.

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Suddenly, Yun Chongbo stopped his horse, turned half a circle, lifted the knife to a height that could be cut at any time, raised his vigilance to the highest point, and stared at the entrance of the alley.

As Yun Chongbo ran along the way, he could hear clearly that although there were Xiang people's voices among the tragic cry, they were mainly black sailors. In other words, that person may not be Xiang people, but he must not be the one on the side of Hei Shui.

Of course, I don’t think I am a person from Hei Shui, but in this case, as long as the person who is determined to defend the city will not kill the Black Shui soldiers first. Therefore, that person is not a person from the city guarding the city no matter what.

But, this person must be very powerful

From the beginning, Yun Chongbo felt that he had heard at least twenty terrifying crys, but each sound could only last for a short time, and there would not be a second time.

With Yun Chongbo's power that has now entered the eighth level, dealing with the black sailor is indeed just like cutting melons and beans. If he had to fight against twenty, he would have the confidence to live to the end. If the two creations cannot coexist, he would feel that he would not be able to kill them all, but he would definitely bring heavy injuries. If he wanted to kill so efficiently like this unsuccessful opponent, Yun Chongbo himself understood that it was something he would never be able to do now.

If it was Brother Zhao, maybe that would be fine

When he thought of Zhao Feiya, Yun Chongbo suddenly thought of the so-called military tactics, which made him interested, but he didn't even know how to learn.

Well, military strategy. If Brother Zhao was here, facing such a dark alley, I don’t know what military strategy he would use.

Yun Chongbo's idea ends here.

The wind suddenly tightened ten times, and even had a fishy smell

The strong wind whistled, rolling countless sand and gravel, like the wind suddenly gushing out of the deepest hell, surging out from the alley, causing Yun Chongbo to breathe and even open his eyes.

Such a great pressure made Yun Chongbo's senses lose their function for a while, and he could no longer control the movements around him. However, a feeling that he had never known before, which was above his mouth, eyes, nose and ears, suddenly began to scream wildly, reminding him of the danger in front of him.

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With anger, Yun Chongbo held the knife in both hands and lifted it to the upper left with all his might. He heard a loud bang, and then heard a roar of disappointment and surprise rising in front of him, but quickly retreated. Fang Shun breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt a miserable riding from his seat under him, and he fell down from Pingyang. When Yun Chongbo turned over and got off the horse, he felt a lighter in his hand. The Park knife actually collapsed in an uproar and fell down.

He knew the value of the sea, and at the same time he didn't want to rely on anything. Yun Chongbo kept it beside him and only used an ordinary simple sword to fight against the enemy. However, although the sword was normal, his power was no less than that of an ordinary treasure sword. When he rushed to the city, he took the lead and stood up. No matter whether it was long spear or saber, it was broken, and it seemed like it was smashed like this. If it were not for the opponent's use of the hundreds of refining magic weapons, even if the power was not below it. When he was shocked, he heard a sound of shattering on the other side, and he felt relieved: his sword was also broken. But he already knew that the opponent's power was at least not below him.

The man had just attacked with the fishy wind and retreated with one blow. Fengsha and Yuzhen, Yun Chongbo could not see far, but he saw a figure vaguely, thinking: That roar was a bit familiar. Have you heard a sudden shout from the opposite side, and his voice was full of surprise:

It's you

The end of the tenth volume of Taiping Records.

postscript

Although I prefer five and thirteen, ten is indeed a good number, very complete and can be used as an exit for a loop, upward.

As mentioned earlier, I hope to complete the text of Taiping Ji within thirty-six volumes, which means that more than one-quarter of the story has been written.

From this point of view, the protagonist's growth is indeed a little slower.

However, I never believe that there is anything in this world that can be achieved quickly.

Along the way, Yun Chongbo has experienced many things, many adventures that others will envy, and has met more than one outstanding woman. Some of them are even more entangled with his fate for various reasons. Although he still feels inferior sometimes, it is fair to say that he can now be considered a strong man. For most people, he should be the object of envy.

He can actually have power, identity, and an outstanding female companion now, and as the story develops, there should be more and better futures below.

But he will still feel inferior and will feel a lot of psychological pressure.

Because, none of them are him.

Yun Chongbo, his surname is Yun, is the son of Yun Dongxian. Some other things, the son of a big man's blood relationship, the brothers of a big man's blood relationship, etc., are not him. They are people with other surnames and names, and are people who are born to be big men and want to do big things.

But Yun Chongbo is not.

So he is not an immortal, because the undead should be a very strong person, a person who can help and command others is a person who is 10,000 times stronger than him. The undead should be some people named Tao Hai, and some people with level ten strength, ambition and extreme wisdom at least. In Yun Chongbo's heart, the undead should be such a person.

So he is not the Undead, he is just a young man wearing a cover called Undead.

No matter how many coats he got, in the deepest place, he was always Yun Chongbo, the impulse, the mountain boy who would help him without knowing who others were, the outstanding hunter who was confident and would try to hunt bears with two short raids, and the kind boy next door who would greet others in winter to share his prey.

In that environment, he was confident because he knew he was a big fish in the small pond, but when he walked out of Homura, he began to be confused.

He saw that in the ocean, the fish could be so big that he could see how small it was.

Because he wore the coat of the Undead, he received attention and found that many people would sacrifice for him. Those were very sincere and heartfelt sacrifices, but sadly, those sacrifices had nothing to do with Yun Chongbo.

It is a man, a woman, an old, a young, an ugly, beautiful, generous, stingy, extroverted, and shy. All of these can describe a person's details, but Zhang Nanjin and Xiyi don't care, because it doesn't make sense anyway.

They only care about Yun Chongbo's identity: the reincarnation of the undead. As long as this is confirmed, they will fight for him and sacrifice for him. But they don't care about what kind of person Yun Chongbo is.

It doesn't matter whether it is good, evil, wisdom, or ignorance. They are like a group of lonely ministers and evil sons, waiting for an orphan in the previous dynasty. As long as they confirm their blood relationship, they will immediately dedicate their loyalty and even their lives.

This is very touching, I admit, but isn't it too much

I don’t know if you have seen the orphan of Zhao. There are historical books, Yuan Zaju versions, and Voltaire versions. They are one of the most influential works in ancient Chinese dramas, but what impressed me the most was a modern drama version that I had not seen in the last century.

At the end of this version, the orphan refused to ask others to revenge his adoptive father, that is, the enemy who killed his biological father. He refused to kill the man who raised him, nor accepted the hatred and responsibility that came from heaven.

I had a father, you took him away, I had a family, you took him away, that was all your business, I don't admit it, I don't admit it

A man was wandering around the center of the stage, and he watched the blood flowing with a little despair, looking at the reality that he refused to accept, and he said, I don't admit it.

Although others sacrificed their son for him, and although others sacrificed their lives for him, he closed his eyes, waved his hand in despair, and said, "I don't admit it." Since you want to save not me, but that person's son, then this love should be returned by that person, and it has nothing to do with me.

This is not a hero, this is not a good man, this can even be said to be a bastard, but this is very real.

When other people's dedication is not what they want, a person may be moved, but he will rarely be grateful, and he will rarely be influenced. If the dedication is too much or too great, he will even get tired of it.

He will feel depressed, dissatisfied, and will think I will not admit it.

Therefore, there are those who deviate from others' expectations, those who close their eyes and use their power to benefit themselves, just for themselves, and ignore anyone else.

From Zhang Nanjin to Xiyi, Yun Chongbo was indeed moved, so he said that we are Taipingdao, but he was not influenced because he always talked about you Taipingdao first.

He had never studied the morality of Taiping Dao, although Xiao Wenshuang was willing to teach him at any time.

What he had always longed for was to let Xiao Wenshuang regard him as Yun Chongbo, and for this he worked hard to strengthen himself, but that only allowed Xiao Wenshuang to place more hope for this undead person.

This is a paradox, a paradox that it is difficult to make a breakthrough in their interaction mode. I have now had a solution to how to make a breakthrough, but it has not yet decided whether it will be used.

In any case, I think in terms of the current process, Yun Chongbo still cannot gain enough confidence to abandon that inferiority complex from his heart, nor can he get enough determination and understanding to fully invest in or break himself in the career of Taipingdao, so I will still describe this way until the story develops to a turning point.

In the following volume, the story will develop fiercely and rapidly, many people will appear, and many people will leave. In an exaggerated tone, it should be an avalanche-like plot, at least, I hope to express such an effect. For this reason, the length of the following volume may also have a breakthrough, but it is not necessary to put it in Chapter 5 and have not yet thought about it.

But no matter what, the situation in Jinzhou will definitely end in this volume. The perspective that has been entangled in Jinzhou for too long will definitely move south after this volume. I have always hoped to describe the customs and customs of Qingzhou and Songzhou in a positive way. Now I can finally get what I want. For this reason, I have also specially searched for some geography and customs. However, at the speed of the manuscript, it should be the information that will be used only at the end of the year.

The name Kong Zhang was on the night of September 29, 2005.

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