Lin Zhulu gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Feiyan, you don't have to be afraid. If you and I really have no way to escape, I will give you a happy life and fight to the death with those Qing dogs. I will never let you fall into the trap." In their hands!"

At this time, Gartu and his men were chasing closer and closer. Seeing the black blood stains left by Wu Feiyan, he laughed coldly: "Since you don't drink wine as a penalty, don't blame me, Gartu, for being ruthless! When you two fall into the hands of our brothers, I, the brothers, will definitely make that little beauty happy!"

Wu Feiyan was frightened and angry, and roared: "Even if I am a ghost, I will never let you gang of pure dogs go! One day, our Ming Dynasty will kill you all and drive your dog emperor out of the customs!" "

Galtu said coldly: "Your Ming Dynasty? Your Ming Dynasty is about to be completely destroyed by us now! From now on, this will be the world of our Manchus! All Han people like you who do not submit to our Manchu Qing Dynasty will be destroyed by us." Kill them all!�

At this time, a loud voice asked: "What? You even want to kill me?!"

As he spoke, an old man in blue robes floated down from above the woods, holding a silver sword in his hand. He looked indescribably majestic and solemn.

This person is Meng Changsheng.

Galtu didn't expect that this old man could fall from the forest more than ten feet high without showing any signs of injury. He asked him warily for a moment: "Who are you?"

Meng Changsheng said coldly: "What right do a group of Tatars have to ask me my name? You disturbed my Qing Dynasty and made such nonsense. Please stay here to atone for your sins today!"

Gartu sneered and said: "You old man seems to think you have a long life! Come on, kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Qing soldiers raised their bows and arrows and aimed their arrows at Meng Changsheng.

Meng Changsheng sneered disdainfully: "You dare to show off your power in front of me with just a bow and arrow, you will die!"

After saying that, the long sword in his hand suddenly shook, and instantly turned into dozens of rotating sword blades, roaring towards hundreds of Qing troops.

Before these Qing soldiers could figure out what was going on, they all had their heads chopped off, leaving no one alive.

Not far away, Lin Zhulu and Wu Feiyan were both stunned. They had never seen such a powerful person in their lives, and they thought they had met a god.

At this time, Meng Changsheng put away his sword, came to the two of them, and asked: "Why are you two being chased by a group of Tatar soldiers?"

Lin Zhulu was the first to come to his senses and said quickly: "Junior Lin Zhulu, thank you to the old immortal for saving your life! This junior and his sister fought against the Qing Dynasty together, but they were not strong enough and were chased all the way by the Qing army. Thanks to the old immortal's rescue, Otherwise, the two juniors may not survive today..."

Meng Changsheng frowned and asked: "Aren't the Tatars always active in the north? This is the Hundred Thousand Mountains, almost to the southernmost point of the Tang Dynasty. How did the Tatars get here?"

"The Tang Dynasty?" Lin Zhulu blurted out: "Old immortal, it is no longer the Tang Dynasty. The current court is the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty has unified China for more than two hundred years. It was just the traitor Wu Sangui who put the Qing army into the pass. Now, the Qing army has invaded most of China..."

Meng Changsheng scolded in a cold voice: "Today's Han people can't even defend their own country?"

Realizing that the old man in front of him did have great supernatural powers and was also a Han, Lin Zhulu knelt on the ground almost without thinking, and begged with choked sobs: "Old god, now the Han people have been invaded by the Tatars, and the Han people are in ruins and suffering. It is unspeakable that the younger generation may have limited ability to resist the Qing Dynasty for many years, and can only watch the Han Dynasty continue to fall. Since the old gods are also Han people, please ask the old gods to take action to drive away the Qing dogs and restore the Han Dynasty!"

Wu Feiyan also came to her senses, quickly knelt down and kowtowed, and said respectfully: "I beg the old god to take action!"

Meng Changsheng was slightly startled by the actions of the two men. Then he laughed mockingly and said: "I have been in seclusion here for hundreds of years. Whose country is outside has nothing to do with me. Han people are emperors and Mongols are. Being an emperor, or a Manchu being an emperor, is not something I care about."

Lin Zhulu and Wu Feiyan suddenly looked desperate.

They thought that with the old god's ability to easily kill hundreds of Qing troops with a snap of his fingers, it would be easy to go to Yanjing Imperial City to get Shunzhi's head. JrNovels.com