Chapter 424: Lin Mo's Fighting Style!

During this training, Feng Geng did not remain a bystander again.

Of course, he didn't really join this team, but when he could make a move, he appropriately beheaded some sword demons so that the team could push forward smoothly.

In fact, if he didn't make a move, it would only waste some time and would not affect the team's progress.

And even if only Chu Wange went straight, it would be smooth sailing all the way.

But even if it was a three-day strategy...

But this prince caused a sensation in the entire imperial city as soon as he was born. He was not an ordinary person. He was snow-white all over when he was born, and even his hair was like snow. When held in his arms, he was like a chubby snowball, and the midwife fainted on the spot.

Wei Feng, whose cultivation was completely abolished, followed closely behind Wei Zhetian's footsteps with the support of the two. His eyes were extremely resentful, and every step he took, he looked up at the direction of the back mountain.

A handsome boy with a noble and elegant white tiger, this combination is so pleasing to the eye.

"That's right, that's right," Xiaoyu was also startled. She turned her head blankly, staring at Li Jingyi, but didn't dare to continue.

She had been to the Xiang Yang Earl's Mansion several times. Lady Fan was a capable person, and she had never heard of the Xiang Yang Earl having any favored concubines. If they hadn't been initiated and lived in such a place, were they really concubines?

With such a good opportunity, Lin Dingyuan naturally didn't want to miss it. Even if the guerrilla detachment couldn't expand its troops in Zaozhuang for a short time, with weapons, ammunition, and supplies in hand, the column could send reinforcements at any time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hu Biao also said very directly: "Brother, I'm sorry! You have military pay provided from above, but our action team fights behind enemy lines, and all expenses must be borne by ourselves, so we must have more money on hand."

With no way to avoid it, the fighting spirit in Lu Chen's heart was completely ignited. He roared, his eyes instantly became sharp, and his aura also changed quietly—sharp, fearless.

At least at the current stage, Hu Biao felt that among the National Army, it wasn't that there were no officers and soldiers who were afraid of death and war, but there were also many officers and soldiers who dared to fight and were not afraid of death. But how could flesh and blood resist the fierce bombing of airplanes and artillery?

Only this explanation could explain why Dai Li personally sent him a telegram and specifically reminded him to closely cooperate with the special detachment's operations. For Xuezhong, if Hu Biao could really resolve the crisis in Lu'an, he wouldn't mind listening to Hu Biao's command.

Wei Xueman didn't hesitate. She believed in Yuan Xing's judgment. Yuan Xing had experienced life-and-death battles many times, and his intuition for danger was still very accurate.

The phone showed that it was very noisy around Liu Lu. As soon as Liu Lu heard that Li Yao was locked outside and didn't come in, she knew that it was useless for her to come forward at this time, so she immediately ran over to tell Zheng Ji.

"Really not knowing how to live or die, I will let you taste what is called ten thousand snakes biting the heart." Saying that, Medusa was about to send out all the poisonous snakes on her body.

"Zheng'er, look, our family's life is better now, but we can't forget our relatives, right? So I think, give a share to your uncle's side, and then give a share to your second uncle and eldest uncle's side. Mom is just making a suggestion, you decide." Li Xuemei looked at Zheng Ji seriously and said.

"Hmph..." Zhao Yi's face turned cold, the Supreme Pure Yang Art operated, and the gang qi between his mouth and nose combined with the sound in a special way, and the air immediately rippled with Zhao Yi as the center.

In the mourning hall, Bai Shaoyun was still in white, but the former white robe was now mourning clothes. He looked at Bai Lingfeng's memorial tablet above the mourning hall, listening to the crying of his parents, aunts, and uncles beside him. His face was terribly gloomy, and his fists were clenched tightly, his nails piercing his palms until they bled.

The situation was urgent, and Ye Wuchou could no longer care about anything else. Two white lights flashed under the bandage, sweeping towards Long Xingyu. Just as the giant sword was about to cut onto Long Xingyu, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared on top of Long Xingyu's head, and the pitch-black pupils glared at Cang Xing. ===== CHAPTER 425 =====