The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 27: Because of the debt to Tai’an City, the big sleeves are shaking.

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He Xinliang, Chapter 27, Debts Tai'an City, His Big Sleeves Are Floating 　[Update Time]:2013-09-0621:57:55[Words]:3792[Book Fan Group 1681655]

　　 Jiujiu Hall closed its doors. Aunt Hong lived in a Sanjin yard not far away. The woman’s body was already overcast, and it was chilly when it was cold. She sat cross-legged on the kang with a young woman. The woman muttered about melon seeds, and the woman listened quietly to Aunt Hong's nagging, without the slightest impatience. After taking care of housework and field work, women in ordinary croplands have a little craftsmanship. Most of them like to pick up a small delicate scissors to kill off their free time. They can't patronize the dirty tricks of having a baby with their own man when it gets dark. I can’t afford too much. Aunt Hong is a pretty widow despite her age, but no one dares to knock the widow’s disciples right and wrong. In her free time, she only likes paper-cutting. She is clever and smart. Happy event, I’m willing to come here to ask for some time-consuming and laborious happy calligraphy flowers and door stamping flowers. The windows on the side of the kang are covered with Aunt Hong’s exquisite paper-cuts, in response to the older generation’s saying that they are happy when they push the window. On cloudy days, Aunt Hong would also hang a "Sweeping Lady" under the eaves, which was very effective. Aunt Hong licked melon seeds, and occasionally freed her hand to teach the woman around her to cut the scissors, but her woman’s appearance was boundless, but her hand was stupid, which caused Aunt Hong to laugh with good intentions. Said to say, most of them are from that family.

　　

　　 "Both of these mothers should blame Xu Lap."

　　

　　"The little guy should blame his parents too."

　　

　　"One could not bear Xu Xiao, and the other could not bear the brothers who died. In the end, it was his children who suffered."

　　

　　"More resentful of those so-called loyal ministers, Xu Xiao is not a gentleman full of benevolence and morality, but he is upright, how can he be a **** gentleman? When is Xu Xiao sorry for anyone who deserves to be worthy?"

　　

　　"Zhao Zhi is careful to see Wu Su is better than her, and Xu Xiao is better than his men. Who knows her, who is unlucky!"

　　

　　The young woman was cutting a magpie and climbing the plum. After it took shape, it was lame and funny, and she smiled. Aunt Hong smiled and comforted: "That's right, you only took the scissors for the first time."

　　

　　The woman put down the small cut red paper and sighed.

　　

　　 Aunt Hong looked at the window lattice, startled.

　　

　　 The West Leibi wall was deadlocked. Fourteen people from the old part of Beiliang, Beijing, including Ma Ling, slammed into the palace gate together to quell general rumors that Xu Xiao would draw the river to the West Chu. The white clothes are plain and the drums are beaten, and the world will be determined by one battle. In that year, the Eight Kingdoms of Spring and Autumn, although they were still living in Western Shu and Nan Tang, they were still struggling to survive, but in fact it was already difficult to escape from the smashing power of the two iron horses in Yangxu and Gu. There are only three hundred li from the imperial city of Xichu in the Xu family. Xu Xiao was rushed to Beijing to be rewarded by the sacred decree four times a day, eight hundred li a day, but it was the white-clothed case in Beijing that was waiting for the hero. As a result, Xi Chu was besieged for three years and survived. At that time, the prince Zhao Yi, who had not yet been entrusted to the Guangling King, wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the battle. , Finally broke through the world's most powerful city of Divine Phoenix. In those three years, young Xu Fengnian was used as a proton and was "house arrest" at Dantong Pass, seven hundred miles south of Tai'an City. There were six hundred troops stationed in the pass, and iron knights outside the pass. Wan Yu, just to target the female sword fairy and the childish virgins.

　　

　　The woman suddenly asked: "Aunt Hong, don't you regret meeting Uncle Xun Ping?"

　　

　　 The woman shook her head and smiled: "Chen Yu, when you really like someone, you won't ask such silly questions."

　　

　　 The woman also shook her head, "Unfortunately I can't meet it."

　　

　　 Aunt Hong suddenly thought of something and pulled down her face and said gloomily: "It deserves to be Yang's bald donkey's fall, and a good death. When will the slaughter of Yuan Benxi and Liu Hao be happy."

　　

　　 Chen Yu asked: "Who can kill?"

　　

　　 Hong Auntie smiled and said: "Anyway, it won't be me like a woman. The little scissors will cut paper."

　　

　　Chen Yu picked up the magpie climbing the plum and put it on top of his head. The light shines through the gap and shines on her face that can harm the country and the people. Even Aunt Hong, who had been embarrassed by the moon when she was young, was a little envious and emotional. Chen Yu and Chen Yu were really prescient in naming them.

　　

　　 Hong Aunt asked: "You are not afraid that you will not be able to enter the Tai'an City Palace. Instead, go to the barren places like Beiliang to suffer?"

　　

　　Chen Yu asked bluntly: "Auntie said I was given a marriage to the son of Beiliang?"

　　

　　 Aunt Hong nodded.

　　

　　Chen Yu smiled calmly: "Aren't they all the same?"

　　

　　 Hong Auntie smiled and waved her small scissors, "Come on, teach you how to cut cockfighting."

　　

　　Chen Yu was stunned, and Aunt Hong explained with a smile: "Cockfighting, the homophonic sound is good, and the meaning is auspicious."

　　

　　————

　　

　　 Everyone looked at the princess who turned out to be the subjugated Western Chu country. The elderly Beijing officials did not hinder their love of beauty. I really have never seen such a brilliant woman, maybe that rouge critic The Chen Yu on the street can be compared to the beauty of beauty, but Chen Yu is a woman who can only carry a pen and a needle, and will never come with a sword.

　　

　　, whose real name is Jiang Si, was tampered with by a **** and turned into **** mud.

　　

　　 The scabbard is not moving, and the great cool dragon sparrow has been taken out of its sheath to take its head.

　　

　　 Two sword auras, rhubarb and purple, haunted the slender ancient sword, and swept toward the square in a striking white python suit.

　　

Yuan Tingshan, who was able to board the dragon gate to participate in the court meeting, just before the flying sword was unsheathed, with a grin on his face, looked at the future father-in-law Gu Jiantang, and stretched out his hand, "General, borrow the sword!"

　　

　　 Gu Jiantang's expression on the ancient well is not waved, he does not see any hesitation, and there is no extra action. The Nanhua sword on his waist is like a blue dragon out of the water, clanging out of the sheath, and Yuan Tingshan, who is born in a grassy birth but suddenly enjoys wealth, not only does not have any mentality of cherishing good luck, but also thinking about it. This Tai'an City is a blockbuster, and almost all of them want to go crazy these days. If you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait? If your family sits to enjoy the glory and feel at ease, Lao Tzu will have to fight for wealth and danger from time to time, and whoever stops Lao Tzu will die! The moment Yuan Tingshan, whose realm has been soaring all the way, grabbed the Nanhua Sword, his hair was in chaos, like being possessed by a celestial being, as if a firefighter is stunned. With a sword in his hand, he suddenly realized that the general not only borrowed the Nanhua sword, but also contained it. With a majestic spirit and such a good intention, how could Yuan Tingshan let the old man, who is the number one swordsman in the world, disappointed?

　　

　　 Yuan Tingshan turned to hold the knife in both hands, his eyes were red, and he shouted angrily, and slashed towards the flying sword that was falling to the ground in an arc.

　　

Above the castle tower, Cao Qingyi, who is against the two masters of Gu Jiantang and Zhao Danping, turned a blind eye, but calmly said: "Xi Chu Yi returned to the North Liang ceremony."

　　

　　 This is the real thunder from the ground.

　　

　　 Yuan Tingshan, who is notoriously far-reaching, swept it with a slash, reaching the pinnacle, smashing at the tip of the great Lianglongque, but the flying sword still swept straight away, and the blade didn't tremble at all.

　　

　　 The Nanhua Sword, one of the "Double Symbols", slid across Feijian's body like this.

　　

　　 The square at the foot of Yuan Tingshan was cracked with flying stones, and the sound pierced the eardrums. Fortunately, behind this mad dog were all martial-arts generals. Facing the sudden disaster and the pond fish, except for Lu Shengxiang and Lu Baijie, they lightly downplayed it. Flicking his sleeves to disperse the flying stones, most of the rest are covered in a very embarrassing manner.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian took a step with his left foot and withdrew a step with his right foot.

　　

　　 raised his hands.

　　

　　 cut the river with one hand, and shake Kunlun with the other.

　　

　　 One sword pierced the two forces, and the tip of the sword pierced Xu Fengnian's chest.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian said silently, "The sword is here."

　　

　　Xuanjia childhood sweetheart, morning dew and spring peach blossoms. Crescent Suzaku Huang Tong, Mayfly Witches are too Ah.

　　

　　 ding ding dong dong twelve beeps.

　　

　　 resounded through the imperial city.

　　

　　 The tip of the sword still doesn't change its direction, only ten feet away from Xu Fengnian's heart.

　　

　　 The wind is surging between the sky and the earth.

　　

　　 Then a flash of dazzling red crashed to the ground, like a large thunder from heaven coming to the world, trying to lie between Feijian and Xu Fengnian.

　　

　　 This Zhu robe feminine figure that has reached the pinnacle of celestial phenomena stepped on the tip of the flying sword.

　　

　　 has six arms.

　　

　　 shows others with compassion, and looks at Xu Fengnian alone with joy.

　　

　　 Since Jiazi, the immortal Qi Xuanjian killed demons at the Lotus Terrace, I am afraid this is the first time that the world has seen a demon come to the world with real eyes.

　　

　　 The feminine stood on tiptoe, the flying sword turned upside down in front of it, and flung it into the air.

　　

　　 Jiang Ni had no expression on his face, stretched out a finger and waved gently.

　　

　　Cao Changqing continued to say calmly: "Xi Chu Er still Liyang Li."

　　

　　Flying sword to assassinate Beiliang Shizi to no avail, there is still infinite power to release the Buddha, above the head of the man in the red robe and the white python, flying towards the Emperor Liyang above the steps, the sword aura is like a galaxy in the sky. Star Dou fell into the world.

　　

　　 The emperor of the Zhao family clenched his fists, but he didn't take a step back.

　　

　　Chen Zhibao reached out and held the plum wine.

　　

　　 press down.

　　

　　 Plum wine disappeared instantly.

　　

　　啕地, 100,000 soldiers in ambush.

　　

　　 Ten steps away from the emperor of the Zhao family, plum wine broke out of the ground and hit the tip of the flying sword.

　　

　　 Hover for an instant.

　　

　　 There was clearly no sound. A hundred civil and military officials who were not versed in martial arts immediately covered their ears and squatted on the ground. Some civil officials with weak physique showed signs of bleeding from the seven orifices.

　　

　　 Lu Shengxiang, Tangxi sword immortal Lu Baijie and others all leaped high and separated Feijian Plum Wine and more than a thousand people to the invisible air that was messy and leaked like a flood.

　　

　　 Plum wine finally bounced back into Chen Zhibao's hands.

　　

　　 Jiang Ni, who was standing on the scabbard, gave a cold snort, and the flying sword disappeared in a flash.

　　

　　 Almost at the same time, Xu Fengnian, whose mouth was getting bloodshot, took the feminine arm and threw it at the wall of the palace.

　　

　　The long sleeves of the red robe, like a big red bat in the day, rushed towards the burly old man beside Zhao Danping.

　　

　　 One of the two masters who guarded the palace, only talking about realm, is still above Zhixuanhan Diao Temple.

　　

　　Master Liu Hao.

　　

　　 After Xu Fengnian threw his femininity, he stepped forward nearly ten feet in one step and floated towards Yuan Tingshan.

　　

　　On Jiangnan Road, he once wanted to kill Xu Zhihu.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian raised his arm, his five fingers were like a hook, and said in a deep voice: "The sword is coming again!"

　　

　　 Xuan Lei, Tai Ah, Peach Blossom, Golden Hazel, Huang Tong.

　　

　　 The five-handed flying sword that is the most powerful for fighting bulls, smashed it down in one fell swoop.

　　

　　The fairy touches the big top!

　　

　　 Yuan Tingshan’s face changed drastically, Nanhua Sword lifted up a dazzling dazzling blade, and at the same time retreated step by step, but his palm cracked blood and blocked the five swords, and then withdrew three steps, he rolled horizontally, and his back splashed. A string of blood beads came out and was cut through the official uniform of his dreams by an extremely vicious flying sword in the hovering position. After finally rolling out of murderous intent, and five swords splashing down like cold water, Yuan Tingshan's face is grim, and he has a good future and only a few steps out, how can he wait for death here! After gritting his teeth, pulling up the Nanhua sword, and blasting the three flying swords in a bang, his head tilted, avoiding the one passing by the cheek, and using the rebounding momentum of the Nanhua sword's fencing, it posted before the last flying sword passed through the heart. On the chest, Yuan Tingshan, who was not standing still, staggered and faltered. After all, he stood still, stretched out his hand to touch the blood, smiled without anger, and said with a smile: "If you have the ability, come again!"

　　

　　 I can see that the officers and generals in the square are all speechless, really a mad dog who is not afraid of death!

　　

　　 Then almost everyone was dumbfounded. Xu Fengnian was walking slowly and strolling in the courtyard. However, Yuan Tingshan, who was inexplicably hostile by the son of the Northern Liang Dynasty, looked like a grass carp that had unfortunately fallen on the shore. Jumping around, dying to struggle.

　　

　　 is already less than five feet away.

　　

　　 Yuan Tingshan kept splashing blood.

　　

　　The world only knows that the twelve-handled flying swords of the Peach Flower Sword God Deng Tai'a Xiaoxie treasures, but they don't know that there is a second person in the world who can control so many swords.

　　

　　 ended in three feet.

　　

　　, who had been waiting for this moment, Yuan Tingshan hid the three deadly swords, letting the two swords penetrate through the body and slashed with one sword.

　　

　　The officials who dared not breathe in the square squeezed a cold sweat, hoping that this mad dog would kill the terrible Northern Liang son of the city with a single blow!

　　

　　 But the next scene made most people feel weird~IndoMTL.com~ Only Lu Shengxiang Lu Baijie and others shook their heads slightly, a little regretful, and a little amazing.

　　

　　 Yuan Tingshan rebelled against his energy and slid his blade.

　　

　　 Lu Shengxiang regrets the real juncture of life and death. Yuan Tingshan spares no luck, but he still cherishes his life and did not do that life-for-life activity.

　　

　　 Lu Baijie’s boldness to amaze Xu Fengnian, this person can win relatively easily, but he does not, he still dare to gamble Yuan Tingshan is more afraid of death than him, this kind of fight brings a huge psychological shadow to Yuan Tingshan, I'm afraid it won't be erased in a lifetime.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian slapped the exhausted Yuan Tingshan's chest with a palm, stepped out continuously, grabbed one of Yuan Tingshan's foot in the air, and turned around and hit the ground suddenly.

　　

　　 a big hole.

　　

　　 Yuan Tingshan is obviously dying.

　　

　　 Gu Jiantang, who had been squinting to watch the battle, finally took a step.

　　

　　To Yuan Tingshan's death in the capital, he still has to pass the test of Gu Jiantang.

　　

　　 There was a breeze, and the white-headed young man standing quietly in the square, the large sleeves of the python shirt swayed in the wind.

　　

　　 is as precarious as his life experience.

　　

　　 The son of Xu's father who was not optimistic at the time, finally completely tore off the fleece coat.

　　

　　 has an incomprehensible style.

　　

　　Xu Fengnian looked at Yuan Tingshan in the pit, grinning, "Just you? I don’t deserve to draw a knife. Lucky for you today, there is a good father-in-law, next time, I will skin you by myself."