The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 132: cross the river


  He Xinliang Chapter 132 Crossing the River

  

  The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes

  

  [Update time]2014-01-1400:56:09[Words]3688

  

   (There are more than 5,000 words in the previous chapter, so this chapter is a bit late.)

  

   A man and a woman were generally in peace, passing through Dongfeng County, near Zhegui County, Xu Fengnian and Pei Nanwei rode in parallel on a deep plank road, and then traveled a hundred miles to the east, which is known as the forbidden thing. The natural danger of Tongmen Pass, there is a saying that Tongmen Pass Gu is Beiliang Gu. It is the first pass in Zhegui County. It is guarded by heavy soldiers and holds six thousand talented Tongmen school lieutenants Xin Yinma, undoubtedly Beiliang. Wang's confidant general, who is extremely valued by Wang, this time Xu Fengnian mobilized soldiers and horses from all over Lingzhou to leave the station, while Tongmenguan did not move any soldiers, which was enough to show the transcendent status of Tongmenguan in Lingzhou. Xu Fengnian did not let Huang Xiaokuai’s six hundred horses follow, but took a detour to Tongmenguan for rest. He only took Pei Nanwei and Xu Yanbing to gallop on this secret plank road trampled on by military horses. There were still some government offices in the past. Comparing the horsepower of Liangju with the seed brother here, now under the order, I don’t want to hit the tip of the spear before the general Lingzhou leaves and look for bad luck. The reason why Pei Nanwei got out of the carriage to breathe is because of her. Born into a scholarly family, I heard that the poet emperor of the previous dynasty won the first prize in the frontier fortress poems of the past dynasties by virtue of a Tongmen Diaogu. This is the origin of Zhegui County. It is said that there are still left on the front mountain wall. Swordsman cliff carved, she was a little longing.

  

   Xu Fengnian did not pull the reins with his hands, closed his eyes and focused, allowing the horses to run forward. Pei Nanwei's equestrian skills were mediocre, but he was not afraid of falling horses. God is a dark horse, she is in the white snow, I don't know if it should be said to be like a light butterfly or a peony swaying in the wind and snow. When Pei Nanwei stopped his horse and raised his head to see the fuzzy stone carvings on the stone cliff, it seemed that the same thing was the same. It was in Guo Zuo of the previous two hundred years, who confessed more than 20,000 corpses around here, which made Pei Nanwei's hair horrified and no more leisurely elegance.

  

   The sky was near dusk, and there was heavy snow on the top of the head that did not want to stop. The plank road was dead and dark. She was obviously a little afraid, so she had no words to ask, slowed her horse speed, and asked the man next to the man about the North Liang spy. , But why can't explore the details of the master and servant. Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand, accumulated snowflakes in his palm, and took out a small round snowball. He casually said: "A good spy is more valuable than those brave and warrior captains and captains. You must ensure that you can To survive the loneliness year after year and carry over the conspiracies and tricks again and again, the key is to always be loyal and to be able to screen out all kinds of news, and finally take his life to pass it back, so there is no five or six years to polish it. You can’t get a qualified spy that you can use with confidence. Some old spies will either disappear and betray the enemy’s camp. , Not everyone is willing to do this. In the past, in the hands of Chu Lushan, the spies who died outside Beiliang, and more than 30 prefectures away from Yang, for more than 20 years, they only cultivated more than 400 people. What's more, half of them need to put a long line to catch big fish, and they will be distributed to more than two hundred counties in more than 30 states. How many counties can each county have? And last year for those scholars to go to the cold, they lost many precious spies that had been hidden for many years. Son. Besides, we Beiliang tried our best to eradicate the spies from both Liyang and Beimang. Zhao Gou and the cobwebs never rested a day. The three sides of the enemy and the enemy kill a lot of people every year. It is also fortunate that Chu Lushan is in charge of the spy. Become any person, Beiliang has long been blind. Only with the 300,000 cavalry who said it was scary, who could not win the big battle, the war in the Southern Dynasties, the Beiliang cavalry rushed all the way, a large part of the military merits. It must be recorded on the North Liang spy. Last time I went to Huangnan County to kill and vent my hatred. I killed a few double-faced spies. Afterwards, my sister called me a prodigal who didn't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt. It was really not wronged."

  

  Xu Feng young lightly threw the snowball into the distance, and said softly: "This world is so big, it is not easy to find someone."

  

   Pei Nanwei glanced at him, couldn't see the expression of His Royal Highness, only felt vaguely uncommonly lonely.

  

   The wind and snow roared, and there were still dozens of miles away from Na Tongmen Pass. It was not a long way when it was left at ordinary times. At this time, the plank road was covered with thick snow and the horseshoe was sunken. Even if Pei Nanwei is covered with warm fur, At first I felt that the suffering was not light, and her equestrian skills were really lame in the eyes of experts. Xu Fengnian looked at the sky and showed signs of getting bigger and bigger. The three rides were going against the wind again, but Pei Nanwei insisted on going alone in the snow and night, Xu Fengnian Sitting on the sidelines, when her horse suddenly slipped with a horse hoof, her hands were cold and numb, unable to hold the reins, she fell on the plank road and rolled. Fortunately, the snow was soft and there was no injury. Xu Fengnian retreated and stretched out a hand, but she was stiff. She stood up and turned around. She reached into the collar of Diaoqiu, warmed her hands with her body temperature, gritted her teeth and mounted her horse, and continued to move forward. Xu Fengnian was too lazy to ridicule, and sprinted forward to speed up her ride, blocking the bitter wind from her riding, and when they finally saw the towering walls and the erratic lights of Tongmenguan, Pei Nanwei, who persisted in the end with a bit of resentment, finally After fainting and falling off the horse, Xu Fengnian hugged her on the horse and hurried into the city.

  

  Tongmen school lieutenant Wei Xiaoqing personally led the way, and led His Royal Highness into the simple mansion without any extravagance. When Pei Nanwei woke up with a splitting headache, he found himself lying in a warm spring room. The house, except for the fur that was soaked in snow water, has been taken off, and the clothes are intact, like Princess Jing'an who had been playing around in the ghost gate. This is a little resurrected. Turning around, he saw a stove set up in the house. , The man with his back to the bed was cooking wine, the fragrance of the wine was lingering, the hungry Pei Nanwei nourished his energy, put on a pair of brand-new warm boots, sat beside him, stretched out his hand to keep warm, Xu Fengnian pointed his finger. The carved mahogany food box on the stool signaled that she was well clothed, but he kindly poured her a cup of hot mellow rice wine, Pei Nanwei opened the lid of the food box, and did not pay attention to any manners. After a glass of wine, I ordered two more glasses, and soon there was a strong sense of tiredness. Maybe he was relieved, enduring a fight with eyelids, and didn't go to bed. In fact, the two knew that they were making a bet on who was the first to surrender. Before that, that is, the well water did not offend the river, and she did not need to deliberately assume the posture of a chaste woman. Pei Nanwei raised his eyelids and squinted at him. His face was illuminated by the charcoal fire. He took off his coat, revealing the soft green armor that even laymen like Pei Nanwei can see is priceless. She bit her lip to make herself sober, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why do you want to practice a knife?"

  

   Xu Fengnian was a little lost, then shook his head, and said in a flat tone: "I told you that it was fun, and that I once wanted to be a hero who helped out on the road. You definitely don’t believe it. If you say it’s life-saving, you have to say it again. I was born in blessing and did not know the blessing, pretending to be sick and groaning."

  

   Pei Nanwei poured a glass of wine by himself, but instead of drunk it as boldly as before, he put a warm wine glass on his cheek and smiled: "Your original intention of practicing the knife, I believe in the former."

  

   She finally became interested in small talk, Xu Fengnian was rather depressed, and said calmly: "I have to hurry tomorrow morning, you sleep with you. Don't worry, I will go out if I sit enough."

  

   Pei Nanwei wrinkled his beautiful brows with natural intrigue, went to lie down on the bed, pinched the quilt corners with both hands, did not hear any movement for a long time, turned sideways, and looked at the back in the house.

  

   Not long after, he fiddled with some ash on the charcoal fire with iron tongs to make the charcoal in the furnace burn more slowly, then got up and left the house gently.

  

   Xu Fengnian came to the wall of Tongmenguan, Xu Yanbing and Wei Shaqing both stood far away, wittyly not disturbing.

Heavy snow fell all night, and in the morning, the green hills became white.

  

   One ride and one servant broke into Zhegui County unimpeded all the way. Since they first entered the border of Beiliang, they have deterred a few teams of ant-like government soldiers and horses. After that, they were like no one. The King Kong realm's strength could not help but ask: "My son, is it possible that the son of Beiliang is so scared to hide? Thinking of raising the card to avoid the battle, will everything be all right?"

  

   Young Master Jun Yi, who lightly patted his palm with a folding fan, admired the snowy scenery along the road, and sarcastically said, "Movement, movement, you really use your **** to think about things. Back then, Han Diaosi didn't kill you. Isn't it dirty? "

  

   Robust Husong laughed in a low voice, and didn't dare to talk back.

  

My son opened the folding fan of the peach blossom beauty in his hand and smiled: "His Royal Highness is not too timid to avoid him, but this son really didn't put him in his eyes, and he still wanted to learn more. After learning about Yuan Zuozong’s left-handed sword, the world only knows that Yuan Baixiong is the best in the world, but I don’t know that he has learned the sword skills with Gu Jiantang, and then changed his left hand to practice the sword, thinking about someday we will get back with General Gu. It’s not easy for this young man to see Yuan Baixiong, the cavalry commander in command. No matter how bad the Beiliang cavalry in Lingzhou is, you still can’t underestimate it. It depends on how much Xu Fengnian can show. It’s a guest battle. Lezhang, if it’s just a few hundred rides, it’s up to you to settle it down. Remember, it’s okay to break an arm and a leg. Killing will be avoided."

  

   The Vajra servant twisted his neck, creaked like a string of soybeans, and nodded with a smile: "If your Royal Highness is angry and fools him with three or four hundred rides, no matter how thick the formation is, it won’t survive. Let me rush back and forth a few times."

  

Brother    didn't wear the knife around his waist, but tied the famous knife with a long vermilion rope. The other end of the rope was tied to the wrist, so it was hung on the side of the horse's belly, shaking.

  

   Lezhang glanced at the knife, his eyes a little jealous.

  

  This thing is the same weight as Nanhua, the world's number one talisman knife.

  

   I don’t know which senior took the name. I don’t care about it at all, but it’s simply called "crossing the river".

  

  His movement is somehow a great figure in the demon sect. Before Jiazi, a few demon went to the demon platform to provoke the dragon and tiger mountain real person Qi Xuan frame~IndoMTL.com~ As a result, instead of being able to evenly divide the world, they were all killed. Since then, the Chailu Mountain has never recovered, and the river is going downhill. Twenty years ago, as a disciple of the Magic Cult Waishan, he was barely a first-rate master, especially after he reached the first-grade realm, he was a little flirtatious. He did not enter the mountains to seal the princes, but took a group of his men to rise up without authorization, claiming to be the leader of the demon cult, and setting off a no small **** storm in the martial arts. The cat came alone, except for him, everyone was skinned and cramped. Had it not been for Han Diao Temple to leave him for his life to explore the secret site of Zhulu Mountain, he would have long since escaped death. It was just that he would not be asked to enter the mountain after the race. These years have been like a mouse crossing the street. He has been worried for fear of being treated as waste by cats and cats. It was only when the news of the death of Han Diao Temple came from the capital last year that he cried with joy, thinking whether he would come back out of the rivers and lakes to make a comeback. The young man from Zhulushan couldn’t recognize his parents, and even General Gu’s Fang Cunlei could use it. Some of the secret techniques of Wu’s sword tomb and Dongyue’s sword pond are constantly emerging, and he His skill in pressing the box was only seen by the young man once, and he could take it for his own use. How could he not be shocked even if he was a master of movement?

  

   Le Zhang had to be convinced, there really is a martial arts genius who is rare in a century. In the past, it was Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang's seniors, and it will probably be the turn of this young master of "crossing the river" knife in the future.

  

   The son-in-law looked up and saw a peregrine falcon passing by, raised a charming smile, and said to himself: "It’s a little slow."


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