The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 293: There is nowhere to rest in peace

When the breeze passed, from the gate of the West Chu capital to the gate of the imperial city, almost all passers-by did not take it seriously, only an old madman with a disheveled froze on the spot. [No pop-up novel network]

This old man was drawn into a joke by officials even far away in Tai'an City. At that time, the ragged old man walked through the alleys and knocked on the watch as usual. Normal watchmen haunt at night. He is different. He only knocks during the day. What's more, everybody says "all are dead". In the first few years, there were still some luxurious elderly people who stopped or stopped far away, watching this crazy old watchman, tears in tears, as the years went on, behind the old watchman would be a large group of idle children. The child, yelling for dead or dead, will probably be quickly caught by his parents and his mother will be caught by his ears, and after a few years, almost the whole city will start to be strange. When Xi Chu was restored in the reign of Xiangfu, the old watchman, who was already almost hoarse, suddenly began to pierce his lungs again. The sadness and misery still prevailed in the past. Before the restoration of the country, the old ladies Sun Xiji and Cao Changqing, as well as Jiang Si who had not yet claimed the emperor and ascended the throne, met this old madman on the street. The old guard once called Sun Xiji "dead" with a hammer Cao Changqing was called "the dying person", but she looked at Jiang Si, the princess of the subjugated country, and cried in sorrow, crying for her only living person to leave. At that time, after the old guard ran away, through Sun Xiji to uncover the mystery, Jiang Si knew that the old guard's real name was Jiang Shuilang. He had been in charge of the Chongwen Pavilion of Chu Chongwen at the age of thirty-nine, and he was in charge of all three academies and six hundred patrons. The editor-in-chief was a scholar who was praised by the first emperor of the Western Chu as "Jiang Shui Lang in literature, and Cao proud in chess." For more than 20 years, it has been more than 20 years' worth of changes for the largest city in the Central Plains in the past.

At this time, the old man's cloudy eyes regained his clarity little by little, and the gong and hammer in his hand fell unknowingly on the street. The old man suddenly turned his head and ran all the way. After several falls, he didn't care about the pain. He got up and continued to run. When the old man finally ran back to the lonely and dilapidated hut, the old man began to look blank again, scratching his head hard, and finally As for squatting on the ground and whimpering hoarsely, like a mangy dog ​​covered in scars, some painful barking, not on the mouth, but from the heart filled with the past, and wailing. The old man stood up with his head in pain, staggered into the room, turned the boxes and cabinets, and finally pulled out a handful of erhu from the pile of tatters under the bed. The python skin had already faded, and the strings had already broken. The old man Holding the erhu that even the piano rod was missing, he was stunned. After an unknown period of time, the old man slowly let out a sigh of breath, got up and moved a small broken stool and sat in front of the house without steps. The old man straightened his clothes, closed his eyes, and then stretched out a finger to dip in his saliva. There seemed to be a piano score placed in front of him, and it looked like the old man reached out his hand and opened it. Then he started to play the erhu, pulling up an erhu without a stem or string.

The song in the old man's heart is called "Spring and Autumn."

The big river of the Western Chu, the male mountain of the Eastern Yue, the Great Wall of the Northern Han, the litchi of the Southern Tang, the silk of the Western Shu, the giant wood of the Later Sui...

When the old man was still called Jiang Shuilang, Xi Chu was called Da Chu!

My great Chu has the world’s number one national player Li Mi, the Spring and Autumn Soldiers, Ye Baikui, Li Chungang, who flies over the Guangling River with a sword, Zhao Dingxiu, who is the best in the world, Wang Qing who has the best poetry, and the best of Cao’s family. The proud Cao Changqing, when he had a weak crown, was in the center, Sun Xiji dressed in purple and yellow, there was Zeng Xianglin, the most polite in the world, and Tang Jiahe, who was proficient in a hundred schools of knowledge...

The old man was crying.

Da Chu is dead, a lonely wild ghost who has nowhere to go in the Spring and Autumn Wasteland.

The old man stopped and laughed for no reason.

Finally, the old man lowered his head and muttered to himself: "I am not crazy, the country is subjugated, some pretend to sleep, some pretend to be stupid, and some pretend to be dead. My Jiang Shuilang is just drunk and drunk."

The old man wiped away tears indiscriminately, looked up into the distance, his fingers trembling.

Remember that when the old man was not old, and the dead were not dead, I still remember that there was a tune that was once eulogized to the government and the country, spread across the country. That tune was written for the general Ye Baikui, who composed the song by Jiang Shuilang. Wang Qing wrote lyrics and Zhao Dingxiu wrote.

The title of the song is "Jiangjun Xing", there must be someone singing it where there is a well.

The old man sang generously, but he couldn't make a sound with just one sentence.

"The young man has not been crowned, Haoran left his hometown!"

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In the inner city of the Imperial City of Liyang Tai'an City, there are guards from the inside to the outside of the three cities. Master Liu Hao was one of them, and the same is true of the ancestors of the Wu Family Sword Tomb.

In addition to the few martial arts masters, Tai'an City itself has two large formations with Qin Tianjian as the center, which are constantly running.

The magnificent formation in the capital of the West Chu capital had long been broken by the mountains and rivers, and it was destroyed by the king of Guangling, Zhao Yi, who occupied the magpie's nest. However, there are still people guarding the city gates. Among them is Lv Dantian, the leader of the Western Chu Kendo. One, it’s a pity that they have not yet returned. The two remaining Shenlong saw the head but not the end. They both appeared in broad daylight today, and they appeared so clearly in the eyes of everyone, standing behind the gate of the imperial city, old-fashioned. , Is short in stature, wearing a long-sleeved robe and stepping on wooden clogs, like a grass man next to a rice field. Standing in front of the palace gate, one person looked at the back of the former. He was also an ancient old man. Wearing a python robe, this one was neither in the style of Liyang feudal lord nor in line with the ritual system of the Western Chu royal family, but only the old The mang robe of the feudal king who was only seen in the Da Chu temple in Nian Nian, this old man named Jiang, who had been removed from the Da Chu clan, was tall, but lifeless.

Between the two old men, there are a total of 1,600 elite Imperial Forest Army, 1,600 bright iron armor, shining in the sun, as if wearing the golden armor of a heavenly fairy.

Above the two city heads, there are nearly a thousand crossbows ready to go.

I saw the bold young man standing alone outside the gate.

Several generals wearing luxurious armor on the city’s head stood behind the crenels, all in cold sweat, and no one dared to act rashly, nor dared to take the lead in giving orders.

The common people of the two largest cities in the world are the ones who most believe in the existence of land immortals in the world, one is the Tai'an city in Liyang, and the second is the one under their feet. All of this is largely due to one person, Cao Changqing, a senior official.

The rivers and lakes of the East China Sea Wudi City are not as good as these two cities, because Wang Xianzhi, who claims to be the second in the world, never calls himself a god. The people in Wudi City were not interested in the so-called immortals.

But whether it is Cao Changqing or Wang Xianzhi. Regardless of how high their martial arts cultivation is, the young man under the city who holds the hilt of his waist with his hands is the great master who sits on the same floor as these two people.

Xu Fengnian stood in place, and it wasn't until this moment of this day that he suddenly realized that the old sheepskin fur man was from Xichu.

Xu Fengnian grinned.

I remember that after the battle of the three in Tai'an City ended, top masters such as Cao Changqing and Deng Tai'a all asked him the same question.

Did the old man who broke through the armour of 260 at a stretch by the Guangling River crossed the threshold of heaven and man with a thousand li?

At that time, Xu Fengnian didn't give the answer directly, just smiled and stretched out a finger, and let the two of them guess for themselves.

One breath is long, thousands of miles away and hundreds of miles away.

With a sword breath, thunder thundered thousands of miles away.

As long as you have a clear conscience, such as the sword **** in Qingshan before Yijiazi, or the old man in sheepskin fur who untie the knot after Yijiazi, you will always be the best in the world so easily.

Because you are Li Chungang.

The rivers and lakes are so big, only you are just three feet away from the sword in your hand.

The title of Invincible under Heaven is so heavy, and only you, Li Chungang, let it go, and if you want to, you can pick it up.

Xu Fengnian suddenly became angry.

It's a pity that the person he wants to get angry with is no longer in this city, and probably already far outside of Tai'an City at this time.

Cao Changqing, you shouldn't have asked you to take her away back then!

If you change that year to today, would you come and try to pretend to be a master?

Xu Fengnian placed the palms of both hands on the handles of the Beiliang Knife and the Crossing Pawn, and took a deep breath.

The air goes through Changhong.

When Xu Fengnian clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, in an instant, the majestic gate of the imperial city was crushed by his foot.

In the West Chu Capital, thunder thundered on the ground.

The powder debris from the gate flew freely.

The short, wide-sleeved old man guarding outside the gate of the imperial city remained indifferent, holding his breath, spreading his hands forward, bending his middle finger, and making a snap of his fingers.

Every time he flicks his fingers, the old man with his sleeves swelling like a breeze slips backwards for several feet.

Between the thin old man and the tall city gate, two dragons were born on the old man’s fingertips one left and the other right.

One black and one white.

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In the exquisite water pavilion on the banks of the rivers and lakes in the northwest of the palace, the atmosphere was dignified. He Taisheng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army in a golden armor, stood below the steps, looking embarrassed.

Although Sword Master Lu Dantian is the head of the Four Thousand Imperial Forest Army in name, he is a first-order official rank higher than the three deputy commanders of the third rank including He Taisheng, but Lu Dantian is just a false title. He is really a servant, so the real military power is actually in the hands of Gu Sui, who is in charge of guarding the palace gates at this time. As for the other deputy commander with the surname Qi, he has been squeezed out all day, only drinking and worrying. He rarely ordered at the beginning of the year. Mao commander. He Taisheng and Gu Sui are not the same. Gu Sui has two elders in the family who obscured the sky and the sun. Therefore, they have both sides in the officialdom. He Taisheng comes from an ordinary noble family. He has accumulated through the past two years of war The remarkable military exploits that came down, and the secret attachment to the powerful, made it difficult to climb to this position. The more hard-won, the more precious it is. At this time, He Taisheng's mood is particularly complicated, and he has the guilt for the young woman emperor. , There is also an unknown gloom deep in my heart. He has been a citizen of Liyang for more than 20 years. In fact, He Taisheng no longer has the obsession of the older generation for Da Chu and Xi Chu. The national surname is Jiang or Zhao, right? For He Taisheng, who has been fighting for years and ambitious, it is not important. At that time, he felt that he was expected to become the founding father of one of the ministers of the dragon. Only then did he bravely kill the enemy and shine in the battle to wipe out the Yan Zhenchun cavalry. When Jing was debriefing his duties, he was quickly wooed by the Song Jiajunyan Song Maolin. After he got on the big boat of the Song family, He Taisheng was on a peaceful footing. Even the Song family could not even think of him as a discerning figure who could be a stranger. In fact, there is still something hidden. The great Zhao Gou in this city has promised to give him a general to protect him. You must know that the whole Liyang Dynasty has a lot of miscellaneous generals, but there are not many generals in power. The four campaigns and the eight people can be described as "great generals." Next is the four towns of Si’an, and then it is the turn of Song Li’s general Hengjiang that he acquired last year, and the guarding general that He Taisheng has at his fingertips. Generally speaking, under the sixteen generals, the guarding guards have real power. General Hengjiang was actually no less inferior to General Yizhou.

He Taisheng glanced carefully at the woman from the corner of his eye.

The emperor of Chu.

Beauty with rouge comment.

Plus the identity of the female sword fairy.

The heart of the second commander of the Imperial Forest Army is like a stove burning.

Why can you, Song Maolin, a weak scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, can express your admiration upright? Why do I, He Taisheng, have to bow down to you, every time you toast at the banquet, the wine glass must be deliberately lowered by half of your glass in order to be at ease?

Song Wenfeng, after hearing the emergency "military sentiment" reported by He Taisheng, still looked confident, standing near a pillar, and the old man smiled and said, "Does your majesty think that the person suddenly appears in the capital and everything will be fine? ?"

The old man didn’t get the answer, and said to himself: “His appearance is somewhat unexpected. It is reasonable to say that he will stand outside the capital, and wait until the 10,000 Beiliang barbarians desperately break through the numerous defense lines of Wu Chongxuan’s army and me. But the old official can only say that the young vassal king is courageous. What a pity, the luck is really bad. After the old official learned from the palace that Cao Changqing did leave the capital to go north, the three big tycoons headed by my Song family began to make arrangements. To deal with the worst situation in case Cao Changqing came to hear the news, but it was not used to deal with the young man surnamed Xu. Your Majesty came here for the first time. After all, he is still too young. Many secrets are not clear. Of course, Your Majesty has never They are all unintentional about politics..."

Speaking of this, Song Wenfeng's words showed sarcasm for the first time, "After all, it is a woman who is in charge of the country, so how can her mind really be put above the rise and fall."

Pale-faced Song Maolin was about to speak, when Song Qingshan, who knew his son Mo Ruo father, pulled his cuffs and glared at him.

Song Maolin stopped talking, but under the warning from his father's eyes, this famous romantic figure bowed his head, clenched his fists, and his face was full of pain.

Song Wenfeng, the master of the contemporary Song Dynasty, reached out and stroked the vermilion lacquered pillar, "The hearts of the people were repeated. When the Great Chu destroyed the country, Zhao Yi entered the city, and soon leaked the details of the big formation, but we waited until we ran away. After the Liyang Domain King, someone else voluntarily came to tell the inside story of the Great Array, saying that what Zhao Yi destroyed was only half of the Great Array. Look at it, your Majesty, one thing was sold in two, and they were all sold at sky-high prices. Not great? The old man used to be just a pedantic literati who studied hard, not much better than Tang Jiahe, who fled to the deep mountains and forests. But for the past two decades, he has watched indifferently and realized the bustling fame and fortune, who is not a merchant? Ordinary merchants Seeking profit, scholars of my generation seek fame, and if you die, your fame will go down in history. In fact, it is the same in the final analysis."

The old man seemed to feel a chill, and subconsciously pulled the collar and cuffs, "Your Majesty, the old minister, please look up and look around. Now in the Great Chu Dynasty, who is not waiting for the price? Who is not seeking Retreat? Those who are truly loyal to your Majesty, there are, and there are many, but unfortunately they are already on the battlefield and not in the capital. They can’t escape a death word. Even if we are lucky enough to survive on the battlefield, we people will definitely not. Let them live. I believe that the Liyang Zhaoshi will be happy to see the result of this matter, whether the literati kills the literati, or the literati kills the martial artist, never kills people without seeing blood, the key is to be able to kill the opponent after death and there is no way in the history books. Turn over."

I don't know when, the Emperor Da Chu was still sitting cross-legged, but already facing the rivers and lakes with her back to everyone, she had also put away the stacks of copper coins that had been carefully placed before.

She spoke a childish remark that was bothersome and unpleasant, "Are you scaring me?"

Song Wenfeng can’t laugh or cry, it feels like a masterpiece of a dragon, flying and phoenix, written by a sage of grass with painstaking effort, standing by the table is a reckless man who doesn’t know how to write. Understand.

She went on to say: "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I am not really scared."

She actually didn't say something.

I was bullied.

Song Wenfeng felt violent at playing the piano for some reason, and suddenly raised his hand to slap the young woman.

At that moment, the old man had never been so proud.

But suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the old man almost slammed his head on the pillar.

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At the gate of the imperial city, two menacing dragons rushed toward their faces.

Xu Fengnian didn't draw any knives, but raised both hands, spreading his five fingers, and he directly grabbed the hideous heads of two huge flood dragons.

The brilliance exploded between the five fingers.

The two winds are so majestic that they blow Xu Fengnian's temples and hair backwards.

Xu Fengnian presses down with both hands.

The two dragons, black and white, are like rough old bulls whose heads are forcibly pressed to drink, and they ram into the water without any effort.

Xu Fengnian was knocked out of two huge pits at his side.

Xu Fengnian looked at the short, expressionless old man, "I don't come here to kill, but you don't have to keep an inch."

The old man twenty feet away smiled coldly, crossed his hands, and drew a big circle in front of him.

The air machine rotates, ripples.

In the end, a wide and thick mirror surface is formed, just like holding up a basin of water and removing the basin, but the basin of water is hovering in the air.

The old man fixed his eyes on this young prince who seemed to dominate the world. He smiled and said without a smile: "The old man is just a wild ghost, but he still has an unresolved relationship. He has never had the opportunity to talk to Han Sheng. Competition, so I still don’t know who is the first person to refer to the Profound Realm."

In the mirror, the high-rise halls and pavilions are lifelike, like a loft in the sky, like a mirage, like a misty wonderland.

If you look carefully, you can see the whole scene of the capital of Xichu, it's not bad.

The old man stretched out a finger and tapped it gently.

Knock again and again.

Five times in total.

The high sky above the capital of West Chu, suddenly seemed like a sky thunder from above the nine heavens, breaking through the clouds and slamming straight down, hitting the young prince's head.

The fairy was angry and thunderous.

The first sky thunder that led the heaven and earth vision was three feet above Xu Fengnian's head, and it exploded to pieces.

The scattered and turbulent turbulent air machines flowed down to the ground around Xu Fengnian, cutting off the land three inches in an instant.

A touch of surprise appeared in the old man's eyes.

But the old man quickly became stunned.

The second sky thunder did not hit the young prince’s head, but was over ten feet higher, and the third one was higher. As for the last one, the thunder and the rain were really small.

The sky-reaching handwriting of an unknown old man in front of him clearly uses the remnant Qi of the Western Chu to operate as a shortcut to enter the realm of celestial phenomena.

These only remaining assets belong to her.

And that silly girl is depressed or happy for a long time even for the gains and losses of a penny or two.

So Xu Fengnian started to sweep forward without saying a word.

The next moment, Xu Fengnian stood behind the little old man, "Just you are worthy to fight Han Shengxuan for the first place?"

It turns out that the old man's head is no longer in the hands of the young king.

The old man named Da Chu Jiang who had retired for many years suddenly opened his eyes and his momentum skyrocketed.

Xu Fengnian threw his head to the ground in front of the one thousand six hundred iron armor.

The head rolls and the blood is flowing.

At this time, the three knights with negative swords galloped along the imperial road. Among them, a loud voice sounded behind Xu Fengnian: "Xu Fengnian! Exit the capital!"

As the three riders approached the gate of the imperial city, they already drew out their long swords one after another, and for a while, their sword energy spread across the imperial Dao.

These are all Xichu Sword Masters except Lu Dantian.

Xu Fengnian said "get out" quietly.

When the three horses driving side by side were about to rush out of the hole in the city gate, it was like hitting a wall that was as hard as iron, and the horse's head was broken.

Although the three kendo masters who had not been famous for a long time in the big Chu rivers and lakes noticed, they abandoned their horses and jumped up, and each stab at the invisible wall with their swords.

But without exception, long swords that did not retain any strength slammed off. The most powerful swordsman even hit the Qi machine wall with his whole person.

The large rice paper is punched with three fine needles, and the paper does not break but the needles break.

The difference between superior and inferior is visible at a glance.

The three Western Chu Sword Masters who had hurt their internal organs looked at each other.

Xu Fengnian didn't turn his head at all, looking at the iron-clad imperial forest soldiers who were crowded in the distance but like enemies, he said coldly: "Get out of the way."

When Xu Fengnian took a step, the first layer of armor in front of him began to retreat one step backward.

When Xu Fengnian grabbed the river crossing **** on his left waist with his right hand.

The densely packed infantry formation became more and more crowded.

Finally, a general above the four sides of the city gave an order to shoot arrows.

But more than a thousand arrows of crossbows and crossbows were all less than ten feet away from the string, treacherously standing still, and then slowly turning the arrow.

More than a thousand cold sharp arrows, like more than a thousand cold and poisonous snakes spitting letters.

Some people swallow, some sweat, and some tremble.

But no one made a sound, no one retreated.

The old man of the Jiang family took a step forward, crushed an object in the palm of his hand, and then raised a fist with a heavy hammer in his heart.

The tall and burly figure suddenly reached the height of one foot and four feet that an extraordinary human body could grow, and the golden light overflowed.

Seeing this familiar scene, as if being at the gate of the Imperial College again, Xu Fengnian said solemnly: "You are really damned!"

The Heavenly War God raised his arms to block the front of his head.

Xu Fengnian's figure skimmed through the iron armor and struck the golden giant's arm with a knife across the river **** with his right hand.

The latter slammed open the gate of Miyagi.

When Xu Fengnian walked into the gate, the golden giant with knees slightly squatting in the dust stood straight and said loudly: "Come again!"

Xu Fengnian passed away in a flash.

The golden giant stepped back again, and a ravine was drawn on the hard ground.

This time, there was no need for the golden giant to warn him, Xu Fengnian had already smashed this statue of Western Chu's luck into the ground without breaking the golden body.

Xu Fengnian moved forward with the knife.

The gravel in the pit behind him sputtered and the golden light was radiant. The giant strode forward towards the back of the young man, as fast as thunder, shaking the earth with every step.

Xu Fengnian held the Beiliang knife on his right waist with his left hand.

Actually, this cold knife had already been broken in the battle with Chen Zhibao on the Guangling River, and the **** crossing the river had also been cracked.

In that battle, Xu Fengnian stabbed Chen Zhibao.

The price is being hit by the blue-to-purple plum wine gun head against the shoulder.

Xu Fengnian turned around with a knife in his left hand.

The half of the cold knife, like an arc moon in the night, lay horizontally in the world.

The golden giant who was chopped on the neck was not cut off, but was blasted into flight, and his entire body crashed into the city wall.

This giant who is comparable to Buddhism's Donkey Kong realm opened the city wall with both hands, and is about to break through the wall and continue to fight.

Xu Fengnian leaned forward, holding knives in both hands, and swept away.

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Near the waterside pavilion of the rivers and lakes, there are constant news passing through, and He Taisheng's face is getting more and more solemn.

Song Wenfeng's face was uncertain.

The young empress seemed to be totally indifferent to the fierce battle over there, looking at the dead water surface, occasionally a jet of water splashed.

Maybe no one noticed a detail, that is, the water level of this small lake has skyrocketed by more than a few meters in just half a month. It is just as it should be after the spring.

She put her cheeks in her hands, staring into the distance, green and vibrant.

This time it was her turn to sneer and said: "Why, are you scared?"

Song Wenfeng sneered: "Does your Majesty really think that the King of Northern Liang can retreat with his whole body? Do you really think that he can go far and fly with him?"

It's a beautiful time when the grass grows and the warbler flies.

But a yellow warbler fell on the lake for some reason.

She whispered in a voice that she could only hear: "I won't go."

Song Wenfeng said sharply: "Jiang Si, don’t forget that you were born to the Jiang family of Da Chu. Even if you die, you should be the ghost of the Jiang family of Da Chu! In this world, you can die anywhere, but You can’t die in Beiliang! It’s neither a place for your Jiang Si, nor a place for your peace of mind!”

Song Wenfeng laughed in anger and turned his head to stare at the young woman viciously, "Haha, it's really a horrible thing! Xu Xiao's eldest son wants to rescue the emperor of Da Chu Jiang from this cage?! Your Majesty? , Song Wenfeng asked you for the last time as a courtier of the great Chu, even if there is no one in the great Chu, do you dare to go with him, Jiang Si, what face do you have to face the ancestors of the Jiang family?!"

At this moment, an unfamiliar but warm voice rang not far away, "You bastard, shut up, okay?"

Song Wenfeng was struck by lightning, but he dared not turn around for the first time.

Song Qingshan and Song Maolin are not much better, and He Taisheng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army, is sweating even more.

The young man who finally walked here was in the dust, and some blood oozes from his left shoulder.

So he subconsciously wiped his left shoulder.

Like a villager working in the field, wipe off his sweat before going home and knock on the door, so that his wife will not see his fatigue.

He Taisheng took a step back quietly.

When the footsteps moved, the iron armor was clambering, which made the deputy commander who was satisfied with the luxurious armor on his body hate it so untimely for the first time.

The young man made a gesture of looking around, and then deliberately did not look at the handsome Song family, but smiled at the elderly Song Qingshan: "Oh, you are the one What Song Maolin, he looks like a dog."

Song Qingshan and Song Maolin suddenly turned pale at the same time.

Song Wenfeng squinted her eyes and couldn't see what she was thinking. She deserves to be an old fox who has been up and down for most of her life.

Xu Fengnian stretched out his finger and hooked the middle-aged "Song Maolin" in his eyes, "Song Maolin, you kid stand up, I want to tell you."

Song Qingshan was extremely angry and scolded: "Xu Fengnian, you are bold! This is the capital of my great Chu..."

Slap.

Song Qingshan, who was slapped, flew out and fell heavily to the ground a few feet away, convulsed twice, and then he didn't know his life or death.

The real Song Maolin was about to speak, and was slapped out in exactly the same way. Someone still said in pieces: "His mother is a thousand miles worse than Lao Tzu, and she dares to come out and pretend to be a ghost in the daytime. Frighten people..."

She, with her back to them in the water pavilion, seemed to shrug her shoulders surreptitiously.

Xu Fengnian, whose gaze stayed on her, smiled heartily.

He was very happy to see her, even if it was only her back.

He Taisheng, who dared not breathe, watched his nose and his heart, and turned a deaf ear to the tragedy before him.

Unfortunately, he was still kicked by the unreasonable young man, kicked into a shrimp in the air, broke a thick willow tree, and vomited a large bowl of blood before fainting.

Xu Fengnian stepped up the stairs step by step.

Song Wenfeng stepped back, leaning on the pillars to find that there was no way to go back.

Xu Fengnian pressed his head and pushed hard against the pillar.

The first-grade official who is in charge of Da Chumen's province suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

She faces the rivers and lakes, and his back faces the rivers and lakes.

He tried his best to speak calmly and softly: "Have you seen enough? Follow me if you have seen enough."

She was silent.

He continued: "If I don't see enough, I can wait."

She still doesn't speak.

After reuniting, the two were speechless for a long time.

Xu Fengnian repeated the previous words, but raised his voice: "Follow me!"

But she just didn't speak.

Xu Fengnian lowered his voice, "OK?"

Jiang Si, she is no longer the little clay figure of the poor servant girl in the Northern Liang Palace, she raised her head slightly and said without emotion, "They don't know, you don't know?"

The river and lake in front of her.

Why did the water level rise in most of the month after the start of spring this year? Why do birds often fall inside and outside the capital? Why does staying on the lakeside for a long time make people feel chilly and refreshing?

Because there are more than 100,000 swords hidden in the lake!

I flew thousands of miles from all over the world, and landed in small lakes one after another.

She slowly said: "I have asked Grandpa Lu to return the sword box to you."

He didn't know if he really didn't know or pretended not to know, he hummed softly, "I got it, wait for you to get it back."

She said flatly: "You go."

He said, "I won't bully you anymore~ IndoMTL.com~ He grinned, "Really. "

She was silent for a moment, "You go! Since I didn't go to West Leibi, I won't leave here in my life. If you don't go, either I will die or you will die!"

She stood up suddenly, still facing the small lake.

As she got up, the one hundred thousand genuine lake swords were also "getting up" together!

Sword aura between heaven and earth!

She angrily said: "You go!"

Xu Fengnian sat quietly next to her, looking at the pair of boots that were placed crookedly by her, he bent over to arrange them neatly.

When he bent over, he sniffed and his face was full of tears.

She can't see it.

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