Money can really do whatever it wants

Yang Ning's gun is called "Xueyue". It is a magical weapon that has been with him for more than 20 years. He cherishes it very much on weekdays, and he is reluctant to let it get blood.

Before this battle, he had only killed one person under his gun, that person was originally his colleague and also his friend, and later betrayed the Tiance Mansion, he was chased and killed by him personally, beheaded and shot.

And this time, the "Xueyue", who was cherished very much on weekdays, already drank an untold amount of blood and took away countless lives in just a few hours.

After fighting for several hours in a row, Yang Ning's physical and internal strength were exhausted. He swallowed back the fishy sweetness in his throat, shot and speared horizontally, and killed another person!

There are already countless corpses lying under his feet. Yang Ning, who stands tall and majestic, is like a god of death. Even the elite of the Spike Army, who is famous for its brutality, at this moment, facing this god of death, it is inevitable I flinched a little.

Yang Ning pointed his gun obliquely and approached An Qingxu. He laughed loudly: "How dare you come to fight!"

What Hu people admire most is heroes. Even if the two sides are hostile, An Qingxu can't help but be impressed by his heroism at the moment.

His heart moved, and he thought of soliciting.

"Li Longji is incompetent and incompetent. The Tang Dynasty is already sunset. You Han people often say that good birds choose trees to live in. General Yang has high martial arts skills and is brave and good at fighting. Wouldn't it be a pity to die like this?! This king assures the general that if the general If you surrender your heart, you must do your best to recommend the general to your father, and when the time comes, high officials, high salary, and powerful status will definitely not be comparable to the chief coach of Tiance Mansion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ning burst out laughing. He said: "Your father is able to live today because of His Majesty's hand. His Majesty treated him with great kindness and trust. Not only did he not be loyal to the court, but he conspired to rebel and made Such ungrateful things. A barbarian is indeed a barbarian, without the slightest bit of propriety, righteousness and shame, do you want me to follow the example of your father, who will repay your kindness, and be reviled by future generations, and will be stigmatized for thousands of years?!"

"You—" An Qing trembled angrily.

But Yang Ning didn't give him a chance to speak. The spear and spear drew sharp arcs in the air, and he shouted: "Come and fight!"

The short words were aggressive, and they rang in everyone's ears like thunder. An Qingxu took a half step back, and was firmly suppressed by the opponent in terms of momentum.

Yang Ning directly invited An Qingxu into a dilemma. He definitely couldn't accept it. Although he thought his martial arts were good, he was not stupid. He was far behind Yang Ning, so he couldn't have won. other side.But if he doesn't answer, countless soldiers will look at this side. Hu people worship force, and if he takes a step back, his prestige in the army will be greatly reduced.

Just when he was in a dilemma and hated Yang Ning so much, Su Mansha stepped forward faster than Linghu Shang.

She smiled coquettishly, covered her lips and said: "Why does the suzerain need to go out in person, Mansha is willing to learn the general's brilliant tricks."

An Qingxu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Elder Zhaixing, be careful." This was an agreement.

The elite cavalry of the Spike Army surrounded this place one after another. Yang Ning couldn't fly even with wings, so he didn't want to fly at all. The soldiers took a step first, and he will soon follow.

Dong dong dong, Qingyue's drum sounded abruptly and hurriedly.

Su Mansha is undoubtedly a beautiful woman. She has a soft face, three-dimensional facial features, and a taller and plump figure than women from the Central Plains. Her bright blond hair shines brightly in the sun.

She is beautiful, and her dance is even more beautiful. Everyone who saw her couldn't help being immersed in that wonderful dream, forgetting that this is a battlefield.

An Qingxu's heart was beating violently, he pinched himself hard, and then he woke up from that terrible illusion. The other party's target was not him, but he was just affected, and he was almost immersed in it. It can be seen that this charm technique is powerful.

An Qingxu knew that his father had an assassination organization full of women, and the leader was Su Mansha.

He originally thought that the other party could become one of the three elders of the Spike Army, not only because she was Linghushang's apprentice, but also because she climbed into her father's bed by relying on her beauty, and got her current status, but it wasn't until Today, he realized that he was wrong.

Su Mansha, the elder of picking stars, is definitely not just a beautiful person. Her master is the number one swordsman in Mobei. As a disciple, how bad can she be? !

Everyone was immersed in the illusion, even An Qingxu was almost hit, only Yang Ning, his eyes were always clear, his hand holding the gun was firm and powerful, his heart was like a rock, and Su Mansha's charm was shaken Nothing to him.

This is a contest between concentration and internal strength. Yang Ning's will is extremely firm, but those old wounds in his body are completely induced.

Linghu Shang's frown became tighter and tighter, he was touching the sword and was about to speak, at this moment, a huge black shadow covered the sky, and the clear sound of birdsong rang out, interrupting the indistinct drumbeat just in time Voice.

Su Mansha lost her pace, and then heard her master shout, "Come back!"

Linghu Shang was the first to discover the mutation, and he only had time to drag Su Mansha back.

Then, the giant bird that suddenly appeared swooped down, flapped its wings twice, and the huge whirlwind sent the Spike Army and its horses flying away.

There were screams, bloody heads, a lot of broken arms and legs, those who were unlucky, fell off the horse and broke their necks. When they died, there was a smile on their lips, and they were still immersed in beautiful dreams. No pain at all.

"The whole army is on alert! Enemy attack!!"

An Qingxu finally came to his senses and shouted.

But it was already too late, the Spike Army, who was immersed in the illusion and failed to recover, was served like a dumpling.

It's just a matter of a few breaths, and the elite troops that have been honed over thousands of years have suffered casualties and injuries, and few people can still stand.

At that moment, An Qingxu wanted to die, even if he took down the Tiance Mansion and made contributions, but under the circumstance that the elite cavalry was wiped out, he was destined to be punished on An Lushan, and it was Heavy punishment.

An Lushan has never been a kind father.

And just as he was sweating coldly about his future, a thunderbolt fell from the top of his head. Coincidentally, it wiped his body and struck his feet.

An Qingxu's limbs were weak after brushing shoulders with the god of death, and his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

He looked up, facing a pair of black eyes.

There was no murderous look in those eyes, no waves, they were very calm, but An Qingxu shivered.

Years of combat experience told him, danger!very dangerous!

Then I saw the man take out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, and the bright yellow talisman paper burned by itself. The next moment, an extremely strange scene appeared, and countless ice cones appeared out of thin air, surrounding him, sharp The icicle was shot at him, enough to shoot him into a sieve.

At the juncture of life and death, An Qingxu only had time to pull out the knife at his waist. The light of the knife was continuous, and it could only protect his chest, but he couldn't protect his back, his left and right sides, and even the ice picks that shot rapidly from above his head.

An Qingxu yelled, fear flooded in. No matter how cruel and cruel people are, they are still afraid of death, and people with greater ambitions are more afraid of death than ordinary people, because their ambitions have not yet been realized. They haven't got what they want, how could they just die like this!

The sound of buzzing sounded, the sword glow pierced the air, and the burst of sword energy chopped down a large piece of ice cone to the ground, and Linghu Shang's sword finally came out of its sheath.

"Elder, save me!"

An Qingxu shouted, his brown eyes were full of fear!

The ice cone was getting closer and closer, even if Linghu Shang wanted to use his sword again, it was already too late. Seeing that An Qingxu was about to be buried here, at the critical moment, it was strange, just like the thunder just now, those things that originally fell towards his head The ice pick deviated from the direction again, inexplicably rubbed against his body and shot it to the ground.

Swimming around on the edge of life and death, An Qingxu suddenly laughed, the laughter was weird, and there was great joy, "Hahahahahaha God won't let me die! I am the one favored by heaven!"

"Really?" A faint voice sounded, and Qin Mo rushed towards him, "I'm sorry, but I just like to go against the sky!"

His speed is not fast. Of course, this speed is compared to those who practice martial arts. Compared with ordinary people, he is still very fast.

But it's a pity that the people he faced were all martial arts practitioners, and they were all masters. In their eyes, his running speed was about the same as the trotting speed of a three-year-old child.

An Qingxu raised his knife, and a murderous light appeared in his eyes.

The sound of the system is not slow, but urgent, [Alarm alert!Do not kill plot characters in advance! ]

Qin Mo ignored him.

The system became even more anxious, [Useless host, you can't kill him! ]

Qin Mo gritted his teeth, and a small whirlpool appeared in his hand. At the same time, Linghu Shang's sword and Su Mansha's palm blocked him.

A light blue barrier suddenly appeared, blocking all attacks, the blue bird screamed, and flew Su Mansha away with one wing.

Yang Ning's spear and spear blocked Linghu Shang's sword, "Your opponent is me!" he said.

Just a moment ago, Linghushang really wanted to compete with Yang Ning, but now, An Qingxu couldn't have an accident under his protection no matter what.

But Yang Ning is not something he can just throw away if he wants to, and they will inevitably fight together with a gun and a sword.

An Qingxu looked at the person who was getting closer, he shouted and slashed with the saber, the small vortex instantly crushed the saber that had been with him for several years into powder.

The vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and under An Qingxu's horrified eyes, he was instantly sucked into it. . . . . . . . .

"Master!" Su Mansha exclaimed.

At the moment when An Qingxu was sucked into the vortex, Linghu Shang accidentally drew a bloodstain on his waist by Yang Ning's spear.

With a long howl, the long sword in his hand was as bright as the scorching sun, and he slashed at the opponent's head.

Yang Ning didn't have the slightest fear, and the spears and spears swept across, facing him head-on.

Boom—the force swept through, and the corpses piled up on the ground were instantly hit by the fish pond, and even the whole corpse could not be saved.

There was the sound of horseshoes and footsteps in the distance, and the Spike Army who saw the movement here was about to arrive.

Cold sweat rolled down the corners of his forehead, Qin Mo's face was very pale, the kind of unpopular white.

He called Ah Qing, Qingniao leaned down and asked him to climb onto his back, Qin Mo patted his neck, and coaxed: "Pick up General Yang, I promise you one thing, what do you ask of me?" It's all for you, okay?"

Qingniao grunted unhappily, swiped Linghu Shang away with one paw, bit Yang Ning's cloak and threw it on his back, not polite at all.

Fortunately, Yang Ning's qinggong is not bad, the kind that can be ranked among the top in the entire Tiance Mansion is not bad. He fell on Qin Mo's side, and the heavy armor hindered his movements, making him almost like a tortoise. Couldn't get up.

The blue bird spread its wings, and after a moment of panic, a rain of arrows came, but the ordinary people's arrows didn't even hurt a single feather of the blue bird.

Yang Ning took one last look at the Tiance Mansion in flames, and suddenly let out a wow, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Mo was startled, and quickly touched his wrist. His internal energy was exhausted, his old injury recurred, and his life was exhausted. This was a sign that his life span was coming to an end.

The light blue light lit up, Qin Mo ignored his newly consumed body, gritted his teeth and injected vitality into his body, trying to repair his internal injuries.

[It's useless, the plot is like this, Yang Ning died on the day when the Tiance Mansion was destroyed in Tianbao's 14th year, you can't save it. ]

"fart!"

How could he not save the person he had finally made up his mind to save? He would never allow it!

Yang Ning was startled by his sudden swearing, and then he smiled. He knew his own body best, but even knowing that his time was short, he remained calm and composed in the face of life and death, and even comforted him in turn. "When I first entered the Tiance Mansion when I was a teenager, I knew that such a day would come. The shrouded body in horse leather is my long-cherished wish, and," he said with a smile, "I have the son of An Lushan buried with me, it is very worthwhile! "

Qin Mo said in a deep voice: "That's a pity, An Qingxu is not dead!"

The vortex faded, and An Qingxu stood there naked and nude in the eyes of countless eyes. His clothes were all turned into powder, but he himself was unscathed.

He looked at his hands and murmured: "I am indeed a person favored by God hahahahahahahahahahaha!" The laughter went from low to high, becoming more and more rampant.

Yang Ning was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "Really?" That's really a pity.

He sighed and said: "Rebellious ministers and thieves will always have a day when they will die." But he couldn't see it that day.

Qin Mo pursed his lips and made up his mind.

He promised to save Yang Ning, and he will always do what he promised.