The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 204: Watch the tide and throw the sword
His Royal Highness Shizi and his party made a slight turn on their way home and came to Guangling River.
It is the eighteenth tide of August. Tourists who watch the tide come from all over the world. The event is unprecedented. After the Spring and Autumn Period, there will be no previous division of borders. The scholars' study tour and the ranger with swords are becoming more and more unimpeded. The scenery is becoming more and more popular. The Guangling Great Tide and the Emei Golden Summit Buddha Light and the Wudang Dynasty Great Summit are also known as the three great wonders of the world. Dayanji is the best viewing spot of the first-line tide, and it is the best in the world. Today, it is reviewed by the Guangling navy, and the king Zhao Yi will come to the battle. The wealthy and dignitaries of Guangling both drag their families to watch the tide. Compared with the ordinary people of the poor clan, the former has a small number of people, but they naturally occupy seven or eight out of ten good viewing positions. Filled with fine wines, delicacies and fruits, and invited celebrities and celebrities who have been friends for generations to talk and laugh together to give pointers to the country.
When the tide flows into the Bellmouth Bay, there will be a stern under the Guangling navy leading the tide to enter. The two sides stretch for ten miles, and they are all carriages and horses. The reviewing platform of the Great Yanji was ordered by the king of Guangling Zhao Yi. When the small boat and the tide head are faintly seen coming, the drum is shaking the sky, the tide and the drum sound are endless, the people can see a white line moving from east to west on the misty river, and the white rainbow crosses the river, and the tide head is also advancing. Gradually, he reached the vicinity of Dayanji, reaching as high as four feet, overwhelming the sky.
The Temple of Shizi came down a little late, the riverside suitable places for watching the tide were already full of tents or tables, and hearing the deafening cheers, one could guess that the tide boat was approaching soon. Abandoned the carriage, let Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng stay in place to guard, but the former son of Separation smiled and reminded the two servants to sit on the roof of the car to watch the scenery. Blue Bird held a small altar in his hand, and the Chixia Sword, a relic from Lu Qiantang, hung from his waist. Xu Fengnian walked in the forefront. Murong Wuzhu's body was fragile and he was led by him. With her go-to-go temperament, she might have been washed away. She didn't even cry out for help.
Murong Tonghuang is on the right side. Some of the apprentices who like to join in the fun and mopping up the oil are only about to start. They are slapped by Murong Tonghuang, or kicked and kicked. The hands and feet are unambiguous and boring. Most of the loss-making stray pips wanted to get the bargains from this little lady right away, but when they saw Xu Fengnian's jinyi fox fur, they immediately lost their momentum, sullenly withdrew their hands, looked for another goal, picked a few soft persimmons, and watched the tide anyway. In the crowd, there are too many Xiao Jiabi who is muffled after being bullied. There is no need to hang him on a tree.
Like Pei Nanwei, Chen Yu, who was taken captive in Zhuhai, wears a densely concealed drapery, and has a voluptuous figure. The stunners are closely following His Royal Highness. On the right is Emperor Murong Tong slapped all the way, and on the left is the maidservant Bluebird with a scabbard to sweep obstacles. No one can get close. The old sheepskin fur is in charge of the queen. Nothing for him, many At that time, the eyes were cast on the woman surnamed Chen. To be precise, she was on her small waist. The old sword **** had a hundred years of experience. He still had to admit that Xu Xiaozi's eyes on women were more brilliant than climbing on the martial arts. Li Chungang was not convinced, the old sword **** was busy admiring Pei Nanwei’s ass, comforting breasts, and Murong’s sister and brother’s double lotus, feasting his eyes, but the stranger who saw the most was the strange woman surnamed Chen, especially It's her thin waist, tusk, it really makes the viewer horrified. What is the style of a woman, look at the aura, look at her eyes, look at the style, but also look at the waist that connects the past and the next, slow, small waist If the swing is too large, it will be seductive and vulgar, but if it is too small, it will be a little bit petty. This is the source of the old saying that a woman has a country on her waist.
But Chen Yumei is beautiful, the old sword **** is beautiful and can eat, but she has a trace of doubt. The timing and location of her appearance are all too coincidental. After being taken abducted by Xu Xiaozi, she behaved too calmly, which has exceeded everyone's beauty. In the category of unsurprising, observing Qi Ji, this stunningly mysterious man is not a martial artist. After all, how many old dogs, Zhao Xuansu, are there in the world? May I ask her where is she relying on it? The old man in sheepskin fur squinted his eyes, and the group of people finally rushed out of the crowds, and further on is the river bank occupied by the Guangling tyrants. There are many sturdy servants standing around the chest, deterring the people, and some of the gatekeepers. Hiring many famous guests in the arena, saber hanging swords, powerful swords, tactics, two areas, distinct and distinct, this is very similar to that of Baoguo Temple's Qushuiliu celebrities who disdain to sit at the same table with ordinary men and women.
Xu Fengnian is about to be touched by the light of the beautiful people around him. With him as the center, a vacuum is formed nearby. Here, there is no need to stand on tiptoes to watch the tide. Old man Li stands with his hands on his back, looking at the river as fast as rushing. Lei’s tidal wave, his expression depressed, back then, one man, one sword, and the Yujian stepped on the tide on the Guangling River. How vigorous and energetic. Now that he is old, Yujian has become more and more sophisticated, but he has the slightest desire to go to Muxiu Yulin. Owe bong.
This old man who now only likes leisurely kicking his feet does not know that after his feat that year, he has attracted countless heroes from the rivers and lakes to show off on the Guangling River one after another. There are swordsmen rafting against the tide, and there are amazing archers with amazing strength, colliding with the tide and stirring up waves. Before Lv Qiantang became famous, he spent more than ten years on the riverside and practiced swords. It was not because he admired the sword god. Does Li Chungang's blue shirt use the sword to walk the richness of the arena? It is a pity that after Zhao Yi entered the territory of the Old Western Chu Dynasty, the Guangling navy was always here. How could anyone who was too fate dared to play with the masters? No matter the size or the combat power of the navy, the Guangling navy was among the navy of the dynasty. The first place is far from the embroidered pillows of the Qingzhou Navy. Once the war starts, it is estimated that there will not be enough gaps between the teeth in Guangling. In the annual review, apart from the great vassal king Zhao Yi overlooking the sentient beings on Dayanji, the most popular person must be the tider, who symbolizes the Guangling navy, who crosses the river alone.
At this moment, everyone on both sides of the strait looks at it, and the giant ship is light.
A young general stood by the sword, with bright armor and heroic posture, which attracted countless young ladies and ladies to sway in their hearts.
The southern scholars have grown into a forest, which is magnificent. When you go to any temple and Taoist temple, look around, the walls are full of poetry and calligraphy, and there are some poor inns that leak in the wind and rain, and you can see all kinds of talents. So they read too much and listened to too many scholars of the same age’s literary talents, and the current one, thesis, has not yet been crowned the top three scholars, and has written an excellent cursive script, known as a book, regardless of paper. The hundred characters of the cross are always written in one stroke without any carvings. On Wu, a swordsman who once won the Guangling Palace on the school field, this humanistic and martial arts strategy is all first-class, is undoubtedly the number one handsome in Guangling, and even the domineering Guangling son is willing to worship his brother. And respect him as his elder brother.
When the boat passed by, many tourists who prepared bonfire reed flowers threw into the Guangling River vigorously and prayed to the Guangling Dragon King. These people were all men and women of the local tycoons or out-of-town cliques. The ordinary people died and brought a bunch of reed flowers. Most of them are some distance away from the river bank. Where can you have the courage to throw a bonfire, in case of lack of energy, they did not throw into the Guangling River, but fell on the tents of the luxurious children and grandchildren, and a strong beating was indispensable. This is not strong. The common people who threw the reed flowers courageously caused misfortune. They were caught by the murderous slave before they had time to escape. Xu Fengnian was originally the most infamous big dude in the dynasty. No wonder, no chivalrous heart who saw injustice and drew a sword to help each other. He didn't hear about injustice. He just pursed his thin lips and wrapped his lips in a quiet dress like a snowy fur. As he walked forward, there were two stacks of family members with intertwined cups. A few sturdy servants stepped forward to block the way. The blue bird took the scabbard and fluttered without saying a word. After spinning twice in the air, he fell to the ground and fainted on the spot. .
Xu Fengnian ignored the noise of several Guangling family members, walked to the river bank, just a line of tide surged, took the jar and the Chixia sword from the blue bird, and first threw the jar with the ashes of Luqiantang into the river. A sword was thrown and hit the small altar, and the ashes were scattered on the river tide.
Xu Fengnian can’t say how sad about Lu Qiantang’s death, but since he accepted the last wish of the Eastern Vietnamese swordsman, he must always complete it as agreed. Xu Fengnian clapped his hands, squatted down, and watched rolling forward. The trend of the tide, said softly: "It is said that a strong man is immortal, and that death is a big name. No wonder you are swearing when you are dying."
Xu Fengnian stood up and found that Chen Yu was looking at the back of the man on the warship. There was a hood to cover her face, but she felt a little strange.
Xu Fengnian glanced diagonally at the few Guangling noble children who were still chattering, and after they shut up subconsciously, they turned their heads and laughed at the taciturn woman: "Why, how are you doing?"
She shook her head calmly and said: "He once mentioned the similarities between calligraphy and swordsmanship, and has unique insights. The cursive script has little white space and sparse, and there are many blanks and secrets. Xiongqi, it's better than..."
Xu Fengnian interrupted in a very elegant manner: "Talking about soldiers on paper is too boring."
Chen Yu stopped talking and laughed.
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Although Xu Fengnian said that he has a small measure and a narrow mind, he still has a little self-knowledge and laughs at himself: "Let’s ~ IndoMTL.com~ are indeed different ways. Chen Yu, since we are all a family, you might as well I said it clearly, but there was a sweetheart."
Chen Yu asked calmly: "If so, did you kill him?"
Hearing a murderous-dripping slaughter character from the beauty's mouth, it has a special charm. Xu Fengnian said with a big smile, "I like you, I like it. It's good to be a sister-in-law."
Chen Yu looked at Dayanji, where there was a bloated man with a python robe almost torn, she sighed for no reason.
Xu Fengnian smiled and asked: "Don't scare me, are you involved in Guangling Wang Zhao Yi?"
Chen Yu's face remained as usual, without making a sound.
Xu Fengnian inserted his hands into the cuffs, and said softly: "Go, go back to Beiliang."
Chen Yu didn't move, he hesitated, and said, "Someone wants me to go to the capital, you can't stop it."
Xu Fengnian stopped, with a playful expression on his face: "Who would like to open his mouth like a toad, and he will vomit at every turn?"
Chen Yu stared at His Royal Highness Shizi's face without any joking.
Xu Fengnian's face turned weird.
Chen Yushen bent down to pick up a bunch of reed flowers on the ground and threw it into the Guangling River, saying: "When I was three years old, I was fortuned by Longhushan and Qin Tianjian. It belongs to the moon and entered the temple."
The old man in sheepskin fur who has been watching coldly said with an aura: "Either be a queen or be a concubine."
Xu Fengnian said, there is no more.