The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 317: The master of the Central Plains, everything is beyond the border

(This chapter is a narrative, and it does not prevent the next chapter from continuing to write that longan riding battle. [] There is a book review contest recently, and everyone is welcome to participate. For example, you can write various endings of the characters in the snow, if you write It’s so good, I can even move it directly into the book.)

In the three years of Xiangfu, in the spring breeze with peach blossoms in full bloom, a middle-aged man rode an old donkey across the sword pavilion into Xishu. He pretended to carry a peach blossom, and the people along the way, especially young people, would inevitably smile. , Yo, another person in the world who admires the grace of the sword **** Deng Tai Ao Ran. However, there are rumors that the Peach Flower Sword God is not only a standout among the sword forests today, but he is also a Fengshen Yulang. The appearance of this uncle in front of him is really not on the table.

The not amazing-looking man leisurely rides on a donkey to watch the scenery of Shu Kingdom, stop and go, and is not in a hurry. The reason why he entered Sichuan was that he received a letter from his apprentice in a familiar restaurant. The letter said that he fell in love with a woman. matchmaker. The apprentice also reminded him many times in the letter not to be sloppy and go to Xishu, not to mention helping the apprentice to gain face, after all, Jianghu people believe that if there is a teacher, there will be an apprentice. If the master does not stand up to the problem, the apprentice can be better Where is it going? Therefore, Master, your old man must keep yourself refreshed, otherwise the girl's family may not worry about putting the girl in his hands.

After receiving the letter, the man didn’t care about everything like he did in the past. He really used his heart. He borrowed thirty taels of silver from the shopkeeper of the restaurant and bought two sets of brand new clothes. Only then did he travel from the far southeast of Jianzhou. Hurry to Xishu. The letter was sent half a year ago. Fortunately, the apprentice knew that his master had been wandering all the year round, so he passed on the days for more than half a year. At the end of the letter, he even vowed that if he saw the letter late, it’s okay. The apprentice waited patiently for the master.

This man who has used swords and forged swords but has never had a sword, hesitated all the way to buy a sword to hang around his waist, because the apprentice’s letter said that the woman he liked was born in a wealthy family in Xishu. From the head of the gang to the handyman disciples, they use swords, and even the name of the sword is very charming. The sword of the head is called Huozhu, and the famous sword worshipped by the chief is on the list of great weapons. The famous mandrill, even the familiar outer disciples, the sabers are named more magnificently. The most important thing is the daughter of the old lady, who is the woman his disciple looks at, the saber. It happens to be named Peach Blossom, fate.

When the middle-aged man arrived in Yizhou, he found the famous gang in Xishu Road, Jianyulou, when he asked for directions in Zhoucheng. It is said that every major event, there are more than 300 swordsmen in Jianyulou, they will join together. Going up to the six-story main building, and throwing swords out of the building at the same time, the sword fell like rain. Although Jianyu

Lou is not well-known throughout Yangjiang Lake, far inferior to the Spring Tie Thatched Cottage where a rouge criticizes the beauty of thank you, but it is indeed one of the top sects in the Xishu jurisdiction. When I said that, back then, the sword emperor of Xishu, who later swore to the gate of the state guard in front of the Xu family cavalry, had boarded the main building many times and personally commented on the swordsmanship of the outstanding disciples in Jianyu Building. And in the highest floor, there are also portraits of masters of Jianghu Kendo established by the sect, in order to encourage disciples in the sect to persevere in strengthening their swordsmanship. Among them is Liu Songtao, the great demon of a hundred years ago. In the past ten years or so, portraits of Jian Jiuhuang, Song Nianqing, Qi Jiajie and Chai Qingshan have been hung up. Of course, Li Chungang is a towering mountain that cannot be bypassed by swordsmen in the world, Jian Yu Lou especially admired the sword armor of the Spring and Autumn Period, and hung his portrait in the center, juxtaposed with Lu Zu.

When the concierge of Jianyu Building heard that the guest from afar was looking for the young man, the old concierge, who was not pleasing to his eyes on a donkey and hanging peach branches, became more and more unwelcome. In the eyes of the old man, the young man was not bad and his swordsmanship was mediocre. However, the vision is not bad, and the literary fights with a few consecrated papers were also lucky to win, but to say that marrying the only daughter of their Jianyulou host, there is neither a prominent family background nor a solid cultivation base. It is not an idiot to say what a dream is. It's really not that the original poster deliberately made things difficult for the young man from the outside town. The whole West Shu Road knows that their original poster has already spoken. He is just such a daughter. As long as he doesn't make it into the first-grade level, then no one wants to be his son-in-law.

After all, the old man is a person of good temperament. I heard that the middle-aged man had walked thousands of miles, so he told the truth about it, and also showed the middle-aged man the way, saying that the young man had rented it on the street nearby. In the small yard, I went to the gate of Jianyu Building every three to five times. There was a rare light snow in Xishu at the end of last winter. The young man was sweeping the snow with a broom before dawn, and he was almost beaten. It’s snowing, it’s a rare thing in Xishu. Everyone can’t wait for the snow to be like a mountain, but it sweeps him away. Many of the disciples who rushed out to appreciate the snow on the street were completely dumbfounded. The whole street was clean. It's horrifying. The porter was also dumbfounded when he said this, and said angrily that if it weren't for seeing the young man stupid, he wouldn't be as mad as an ordinary street ruffian, or even he would want to beat him up.

The middle-aged man who came from afar listened to the old man's rants, holding the donkey in one hand and rubbing his chin with one hand, with a smile.

The old man at the porter finally remembered to ask this person what is the relationship with the insecure young man. The man said it was the master of that guy. The old man grinned, and the first talk disappeared. He waved his hand and motioned to this person to look for it. His apprentice.

At sunset, the old man looked at the back of the person who was not riding a donkey, and his back gradually stretched out on the street. The old man felt that this pair of masters and disciples were weird. What's weird.

The middle-aged man led the old man who was reluctant to ride around, and finally found the shabby yard in a back alley. Standing at the door, he suddenly felt a little guilty. It turned out that the apprentice had followed him for so many years. Asked, so there is no gain.

He knocked on the door, and a young boy who was no longer suitable to be called a teenager walked out quickly, seeing the familiar face of the Master with surprise on his face. The middle-aged man was about to talk with a smile, and the apprentice had bypassed him and hugged the old donkey's head, which made the self-loving middle-aged man a little bit injured.

The middle-aged man discovered that in addition to his apprentice, there was a girl in a wooden hairpin and sarong in the yard. She was holding a water spoon and watering a small tree at the corner of the yard. He was shy when he saw the middle-aged man. Smiled shyly, a little at a loss.

The apprentice told the old donkey, who had been dependent on each other for many years, and introduced to the master: "Master, this is Acao. It is my neighbor here. She found this peach blossom and planted it, Acao. They also have a small porridge shop on the street. Acao usually sells flowers in the downtown area of ​​the city. Almond blossoms, peach blossoms and orchids are all sold. Master, if you go to Acao’s house, I can smell the fragrance of a yard full of flowers..."

The middle-aged people listened to the apprentice’s mother-in-law’s grievances and felt relieved for no reason. It’s no wonder that after the separation, walking alone in the rivers and lakes this year, I always felt that something was missing. It turned out that the apprentice’s rants were missing from my ears. , But not used to it.

He took a few more glances at the thin, poor girl, her back to the pair of masters and disciples, her ears flushed.

He smiled, turned his head and asked: "Master called you too, when will you come?"

The apprentice suddenly looked sad, and his smile was far-fetched, "Master, I'm sorry, it may have caused you to run in vain."

He frowned and said softly: "What's the matter?"

The apprentice scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "That's what happened, Master, don't ask too much."

He smiled and asked: "It's the girl's parents, listen to the Yulou host playing a mandarin duck? I look down on you as a ranger, so you bully others?"

Unexpectedly, the apprentice shook his head, "The host of Listening Yulou is not alone in despising me. He is infatuated with the sword, he is a knight and is a hero. He is well-known in the martial arts of the West Shu Road. In his eyes, he is only the second grade master The young brother of the rivers and lakes is considered a good match for his daughter. It is that the woman’s mother and a few brothers were a little unreasonable, said something ugly, and did something... In short, I didn’t want me to stay in this city anyway. Inside."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Then you are afraid?"

The apprentice hurriedly said: "It's impossible, but then the woman has another own heart in her own heart. I can't harass her hardly. Between a man and a woman, there should be love between men and women. I still understand."

The wooden hairpin girl plucked up the courage and said: "That group of people used to..."

The young man hurriedly stopped the young girl’s "sue You suffered internal injuries. Four months ago, someone stabbed you at the three points of Tanzhong, Juque, and Qihai with a sword. It seemed that the scar was not serious, but it actually hurt the origin, a swordsman of this level. , I want to come to Xishu Road, who is also regarded as a famous person in the world. Let me tell his name and let the teacher explain his own reason."

The young man shook his head and said, "Master, forget it. I wanted to leave here a long time ago, but... I was just afraid that Master could not find me when he arrived in Xishu, so I didn't leave."

After hearing this sentence, the middle-aged man, who hadn't been angry at first, suddenly became gloomy for some reason, as if being touched by the scales. The middle-aged man, whose speech has been calm and calm, raised his voice slightly. Slightly blamed: "You didn't tell them, what is your master's surname?!"

The young man froze for a moment, then lowered his head and said: "At that time, the other party came to the door aggressively, and the apprentice accidentally forgot."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "I don't think I want to say it, right?"

The young man said with a silly smile: "It's shameful to say it out. It's a shame to let people know that you have found such an unpromising apprentice, Master. Besides, I'm really shameless to report your name, who believes it?"

The middle-aged man was stunned.

As an outcast, he lost shelter since he was a child. When he was young, he went to live alone in that ghostly sword mountain. It can be said that he has experienced extreme hardships. After walking out of the Wu family sword grave, he just turned a blind eye to everything he encountered. In his view, since he chose to walk into the arena, he would live and die. If he could not complain about injustice, he would not tolerate complaining about others, and hate himself for being inferior to others if he hated.

That's why the Emperor Xianzhi of Emperor Wu had that sharp comment: This person's sword heart is innocent and fits the way of heaven, so it doesn't matter if you have a sword in your hand or not.

He suddenly remembered a lot of past events. This apprentice always disliked him as a master. He didn't have the style of a master or a fairy. He always asked him to pay more attention to his style. He was always angry at who suppressed his reputation. When it's down, I can't wait for the whole Li Yang to know that his master is the number one person in the world.

However, that boy never seemed to have thought about letting the world know that his master actually accepted an apprentice, and never thought about letting Jianghu know the name of that person's apprentice.

No one knows the name of the boy with the donkey in the whole rivers and lakes, even the name of the disciple of Peach Blossom Sword God.

Since he accepted the apprentice, the two of them walked together in the arena, and if the road saw unevenness, they would have to take action under the influence of the apprentice.

Every time he saves a person, he has to leave impatiently, and the apprentice will linger and smile with the person he is saving, my master is the Peach Flower Sword God Deng Taia, don't forget it!

Your master is the Peach Flower Sword God Deng Tai'a.

Then who is my disciple of Tai'a Deng?

The middle-aged man took a breath, looked at the young face that had grown a little bit of green stubble, then turned his head to look at the flower girl, and smiled: "Little girl, my name is Tai Ah Deng. , My apprentice is called Li Huainian."

A confused girl blushed and said, "Uncle Deng, I know the name of Brother Li."

Madame Deng asked herself, using a voice that she could only hear, sadly said: "But this dog-mother's rivers and lakes don't know."

In the twilight that day, Deng Tai'a and her apprentice Li Huanian visited the girl Acao's house together. Deng Tai'a even took the initiative to choose a few gifts in the apprentice’s shocked eyes. It was not too expensive, but in Xiaohu People seem to be a face-saving object, which makes the girl’s parents smile, especially after hearing that this man is Li Huai’s only elder in the world, she laughed from ear to ear, and the girl became more shy, Deng Tai Ah's apprentice had some hindsight, but after comprehending the meaning, after thinking about the relationship for more than half a year, he also felt that it was a matter of course. He didn't think that Master was a mess of mandarin ducks. Deng Tai’a and Acao’s father, who rarely drank alcohol, drank more than two catties each. Deng Tai’a simply spoke out and said frankly that his apprentice was pure-hearted. Thinking of being famous in the arena, he is a young man who can live a peaceful life. After hearing these words, the girl's parents who were still a little worried were completely relieved.

That night, Deng Tai'a was full of alcohol and walked slowly in the alley with his apprentice Li Huanian.

Deng Tai'a suddenly said: "Buy pigs and watch pens, marry a daughter-in-law and see your mother. Listen to your opinion. The woman in Yulou is obviously not suitable for you, but Acao is a woman who can live with you."

Li missed and smiled.

Deng Tai'a patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and said for no reason, "Master hasn't done anything for you in this life..."

Li missed and stopped talking, Deng Tai'a waved his hand, interrupted what the apprentice wanted to say, and continued: "Do you want to be your business, Master does not care, since you are mostly in Xishu now I’ve settled here, so Master should try to keep this place from being in a state of turmoil. Besides, Master wanted to go to Beiliang, so don’t worry. Today, whether it’s Liyang Tai’an City or Liangmang Border, As long as Master wants to leave, no one can stop Master."

The young man whispered: "Master, if you get married and start a business, I am afraid it will be difficult to travel with you in the future."

Deng Tai'a smiled and said: "I will come to Xishu often to see you in the future."

The young man hesitated and asked: "Master, I am not a character like Xu Fengnian. I'm sorry for not letting Master have a disciple who can not insult your reputation."

Deng Tai'a shook her head sternly and said: "You are wrong. It is best to have you as an apprentice."

It is of course very good to have Cao Changqing and Xu Fengnian in the Yangjiang Lake.

But it’s best for my Deng Tai A to have an apprentice like you.

Under the world, if someone asks you to have a bad life, it is very simple. First, I asked me whether I would agree to be a master.

In Yizhou, West Sichuan, the peach blossoms in the whole city still smile in the spring breeze.

The inconspicuous middle-aged man went and returned, without a donkey or sword, and came to the gate of Jianyulou.

On this day, Jianyu Tower was just for a banquet. The adult in Yizhou brought his son to visit in person, in order to get the two married.

In order to show the solemnity of Jianyu Tower, Lou advocated that the disciples should be summoned to board the main building together. They took off their sabers and dropped a lot of swords like rain flowers. This made Yizhou, who stood on the edge of the square, do not drive with the two matchmakers. The state lieutenant opened his eyes.

The whole Yizhou city knows that don’t drive an adult to cling to the white king of Shu. Don’t drive a post is equivalent to a small governor, and now it has long since taken the role of the governor from a local power. The top spot among civil servants is definitely only a matter of time.

So the ranger who had made trouble in the city before became an obstacle to the match made in Yizhou. No one thinks that Zhang Yun’s beloved only daughter and the son of another car are empathetic and unrequited. I think that from beginning to end, it was the outlander who didn't know the heights of the sky, and the young man who lost his mind and wanted to eat swan meat.

When the middle-aged man came to the gate square of Jianyu Tower, he saw Lou Yanyun taking his wife and children to greet each other quickly, and walked towards the group of powerful officials in Yizhou. Among them was a beautiful and beautiful woman who was at a young age. There was a smile on the side of Junyi who was wearing brocade clothes.

When the Jianyu Tower was hosting a grand event, a young man was walking along the streets with the girl, selling apricot and peach blossoms loudly, earning only a penny per flower.

The middle-aged man remembered that the two masters and apprentices were sitting at the end of the conversation in the small courtyard last night. The apprentice told him not to worry about anything with Jian Yulou. He nodded and agreed. The apprentice couldn't believe it, and repeated it again. He smiled and said that if he is such a good talker as an apprentice, how could he be a master as a master.

In fact, Deng Tai'a still has nothing to say. He, the master, has never spoken to anyone. This is true for Wu Jiajian tomb, and the same is true for Jianghu.

So, to show him such a nosy and soft-hearted apprentice is his biggest trouble and pride in his life, apart from being successful in swordsmanship.

Deng Tai'a smiled to herself, and just stopped by the old porter, and heard that she was going to ask the sword behind the Jianyu Tower, with a funny expression on her face, asking him if he was using a sword to learn from each other. , Then what about your sword.

Deng Tai'a didn't answer anything. She disappeared in a flash and came to Jianyu Building.

Deng Tai'a looked up at the main building. There was a golden plaque "The First Sword Rain in the World" handwritten by the Sword Emperor of Western Shu in his early years. The plaque was shining in the spring sunshine.

The first to notice that this middle-aged man suddenly appeared in Jianyulou, was not Zhang Yun, the master of kendo who was praised as the three-qi Tongxuan by the Western Shu Wulin, nor was it the few veterans dedicated to swordsmanship, but a few boring ones. The disciples looking around, most of these people have an intriguing mind about the host’s daughter, but they know that there is a world of difference, and they are even more ashamed of the son of Yizhou. He didn't see the upset attitude, and then he saw the man in coarse linen without a sword and more imposing. It’s just that they didn’t care about it either. It’s important to know that although Xishu Jianyu Tower is more famous than Dongyue Jianchi and Nanjiang Longgong, it is a leader in the land of a state. Lou believes that it is even better Ranked among the top ten masters of Western Shu. When he was young, he was a genius swordsman who was optimistic about Xie Lingzhen, the old master of Spring Tie Thatched Cottage. Yun is one of the few people who are most hopeful of entering that legendary realm.

The junior master of the second grade, although he brought a small character, it is enough to establish a sect in the first state of Liyang. Those immortal figures in the first-grade realm often see the dragon without seeing the end, and are too lazy to pay attention to the affairs of the rivers and lakes. It is even more difficult for ordinary martial arts people. Being close, so the most beautiful character from Yangjianghu is the martial arts master who can be seen and touched like Zhang Yun. He is a master of the rivers and lakes who can show his face every three and five points. Do you brag about talking to those martial arts critics? The grandmaster has drunk at a table, and no one will believe it if you brag about it. Because Zhang Yunzhi and his like, not only have a really high level of cultivation, but they also have a good reputation, and they are also grounded. Will be doubtful.

A loud bang made Jian Yu's heart trembled upstairs and downstairs.

The plaque given by the old Xishu Emperor himself was split into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other and felt weird. The famous plaque is made of first-class nanmu, and it will not be so unbearable. Moreover, this plaque has only been hanging for more than 30 years. How can it be broken? Sword split?

Everyone looked around, and finally focused their eyes on the middle-aged man with his hands behind. Even the second-tier grandmaster Zhang Yun could not see any clues. This man would be the chief culprit for ruining the priceless plaque. The culprit?

Jianyu Loulou believes that Yun is one of the few famous masters in Xishu, and it is also an experienced old Jianghu. Even if he holds a sword, he can't split a plaque with sword energy three or four hundred steps away.

Such a character came here, no matter how domineering the posture, it still cannot be easily settled by the crowd in Jianyu Tower.

The reason why Wu's Sword Tomb has always been in the top three of the Jianghu Zongmen for hundreds of years without losing its momentum is that it is said that a young boy who is a sword tomb can also control the sword and whirl like a butterfly. This in itself means gestation. The difficulty of venting sword aura is not easy.

How about a sword qi that swept through the air for hundreds of steps without reducing its power and directly splitting such a huge plaque?

One of the consecrators hurried away on the spot, stood at the door of the main building and looked carefully, then rushed back to Zhang Yun, his face pale and whispering.

Zhang Yun was suddenly struck by lightning.

It was caused by Jian Qi.

Furthermore, after the sword energy broke through the plaque, even the main building was also split open.

There was a saying in Liyang Rivers and Lakes that Su Mao, a relative of the emperor of Xishu, died outside the imperial city gate, and Huang Zhentu died at the head of the East China Sea.

This also tells a bit of the current embarrassment of Xishu Wulin.

Especially after the death of Xie Lingzhen from the Spring Tie Thatched Cottage in Kuaixue Mountain Villa for no reason, the successor Rouge commented on the beauty. Thank you for stunning the world with her looks, and not convincing people with martial arts, so it gives people a kind of Jianghu in Shuzhong. No master's view.

The middle-aged man moved forward slowly, walked thirty or forty steps away from Zhang Yun, stopped, and finally said: "The truth, my apprentice has already talked about it. If you don’t listen, then I won’t need it today. I have reasoned with you."

Zhang Yun wants to cry without tears, how do I know how sacred your apprentice is? You are a master of the Great Master of Swordsmanship, it is too late for our Jianyu Tower to enshrine him as a bodhisattva, so why would you reason with us and not listen?

Zhang Yun's thoughts have changed sharply. Seeing that this man is only about 30 or 40 years old, he has trouble with his Jianyu Tower. Most of them are not from Xishu Jianghu. Otherwise, he should be sold to Zhang Yun for a little bit of face. The power of Jianyu Tower has always been limited to the territory of Xishu, and the disciples in the door are still introverted. There are few gangsters who have formed a deadlock. I've heard of great grievances with the martial arts in Liyang Jianghu. To tell the truth, if you really want to provoke the top masters in Liyang, the disciples of Jianyulou must have the same ability, right?

Zhang Yun was a little confused at the same time, the popularity is not obvious in front of him, the aura is completely absent, and he doesn't seem to be a man of action. Is it because there is a real outsider in the dark?

The middle-aged uncle glanced past the people in Jianyu Tower and saw the young woman who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. The woman who looked like six or seven around her was gloomy and seemed to weigh the pros and cons. , Hesitate to use the power of the government to knock the mountain and shake the tiger. The worship of the Jianyu Tower is like facing the enemy. Obviously, they know the importance of it better than women and Taoists. There are some things that can be suppressed by the official power, but some things may not be able to be suppressed.

Zhang Yun has an elegant appearance, with the famous Western Shu sword and fire candle on his waist, and extremely rare and respectful and respectful of the younger generation's etiquette: "Dare to ask the senior disciple who is the senior disciple, if it is indeed my Jianyulou who offended the senior disciple, Zhang Yun will definitely give seniors an explanation!"

The middle-aged man answered the question and looked at the group of people, "Who is the man with the sword and mandrill?"

Yizhou, who is in a high position and bloated, don’t squint his eyes, and testify: "Today is a great day for the two officials and Brother Zhang. I never thought that anyone would dare to act like this in Yizhou City. Let me see it!"

The lieutenant general of Yizhou, who holds thousands of military powers in his hands, even sneered: "In the place under the jurisdiction of this general, there are still people from the rivers and lakes who dare to resort to martial arts?!"

Zhang Yun saw that the two powerful civil and military officials in Yizhou expressed their attitudes so clearly. He was determined, but he still wanted to calm down the situation. After the salute, he straightened up and stared at the unexpected guest in front of him, "Senior, is it my Jianyu Tower? The chief worshipper Hu Dachun had a misunderstanding with Gaotuo?"

The middle-aged man ignored the two dignitaries of the Xishu officialdom, and he also ignored the host of the Jianyu Tower deliberately lowering down, but looked at the swordsman who had gone to the main building to look at the plaque before. He was dressed in white. White beard, even the scabbard is snow white, very fairy-like bones.

He asked: "It's you who gave my apprentice three swords?"

This Xishu Swordsman Master, who is not weaker than Zhang Yun in swordsmanship in Jianyu Building, looks self-assured, but he doesn't answer, I don't know if he doesn't want to or dare not.

But after the middle-aged man asked this sentence, the faces of the mother and daughter and Junyi changed slightly, the woman's eyes became more and more sulking, the young woman curled her lips, and the young man took a step back subconsciously.

The middle-aged man said plainly: "A sword is worth a sword."

As soon as the white-haired worshipper with the mandrill wanted to hold the hilt of the sword, his chest exploded with blood.

It's just that after this silent "sword" killed people, scarlet blood flowers were still exploded at the two acupoints of Juque and Qihai in front of Zhang Dachun at the same time.

Don't even mention pulling out the sword, Zhang Dachun, who didn't even hold the hilt of the sword, fell backwards.

One sword can kill people, but three swords can be paid back.

After the middle-aged man in the eyes of everyone has always held his hands down, Zhang Yun is even more sure that this person has no energy and ripples at all.

Zhang Yun, with cold hands and feet, did not care about the demeanor of the master, raised his head and looked around, as if trying to find the peerless master hiding behind the scenes, with a bit of horror in his words, "Junior Jianyulou Zhang Yun , I implore the seniors to come forward, and the juniors are willing to sincerely apologize!"

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the two high-ranking officials in Yizhou, "I don't know what officials you are, but even if Chen Zhibao is standing here today, I can't stop the person I want to kill. If you don't believe it, just Although there are thousands of people with tens of thousands of soldiers, I can wait for you. If you don’t ask for soldiers, I will kill you now. If you ask for soldiers, I will still kill you. Remember that before you die, don’t follow I make sense."

Of course the world didn't know that even Xie Guanying, the man behind the scenes of capturing the dragon for Chen Zhibao, the king of Shu, killed him with a sword.

The woman grinned and said: "It's so big that I don't even look at our King Shu! My grandfather and the Western Shu Road Manager are close friends..."

The middle-aged man interrupted the woman's words, "Then even your grandfather and the Western Shu Road Administrator will invite you to Jianyu Tower together, and I will wait. If I can't wait for them, I will go to the door and kill them. Yes."

The woman was about to say something cruel, but her husband, Zhang Yun, who hadn't said a heavy word after passing the door, roared: "Shut up for Laozi!"

The trembling host of Jianyulou looked at the middle-aged man, and asked with a bitter expression: "Dare to ask the seniors, but are they from the Wujia Sword Tomb or Dongyue Sword Pond?"

I still don’t see how the middle-aged people acted. The dumbfounded Yizhou Don’t drive an adult has fallen backwards and died on the spot.

The middle-aged person still has no ups and downs. "It has something to do with the Wu family, but it has nothing to do with Dongyue Jianchi."

The vice general of Yizhou said in horror: "You really killed Yizhou, don't drive?!"

The middle-aged man said a joke that was not funny at all, "You think it's a fake. Just remind you, if you don't call in soldiers, you will be dying."

Then the military commander wailed a bigger joke, and said tremblingly: "This hero, we have no grievances, heroes... You can't kill the innocent indiscriminately, this is something to me. It’s okay, I don’t care, heroes, kill whoever you want to kill in Yizhou. If you don’t want to do it yourself, I will help you kill, okay?"

The middle-aged man did not speak.

After he walked out of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, he actually didn't like the rivers and lakes very much, but his apprentice likes them very much in recent years, so he is willing to treat the rivers and lakes people with courtesy.

Therefore, the four great masters of Wu Ping, Deng Tai'a, Xichu Cao Changqing, Beiliang Xu Fengnian, Beimang Tuoba Bodhisattva, in fact, only him, Deng Tai'a, is truly free and at ease.

So, I don’t care about the troubles caused by the rivers and lakes, but I, Mrs. Deng, want to find the troubles of people in the world.

Therefore, Xie Guanying, who ranked first on the list of immortals on the land, hid for thousands of miles, from the northern city of Tai'an to the shore of the South China Sea, and still failed to escape a death under his sword.

At this moment, two more devotees of Jian Yulou who were only murderous fell to the ground.

Liu Shen Wuzhu Zhang Yun looked at the middle-aged man who still doesn’t know his name, and said with great sorrow: "Senior, I don’t know what happened to Zhang Yun, but after Zhang Dachun, everything is not dead. Ah!"

The lieutenant of Yizhou suddenly woke up, and ran away, thinking that after leaving Jianyu Tower, the farther he could run, the better. If you leave Yizhou, no matter how much money you spend and how many connections, you must go to the mansion of King Shu. Take refuge.

The middle-aged man didn't even watch the generals in the middle of Shu fleeing in embarrassment. He glanced at the host of Jianyu Lou, "I said, I came to your Jianyu Lou today, not to make sense."

Zhang Yun, whose heart was ashen-hearted, asked, "Is it true that seniors are not afraid to be enemies of my Xishu Taoist government and the entire Xishu martial arts?"

The middle-aged man who murdered as he pleased smiled and said: "If Chen Zhibao was here, he would definitely not say such a thing."

Zhang Yun smiled bitterly, holding the hilt of the Huozhu sword, "Junior knows that he is not an opponent of the predecessors, but for the sake of Jianyulou for hundreds of years of prestige, or for the lives of his own wife and children, you must dare to fight the predecessors."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man shook his head and said: "I will not kill you today. My apprentice said that you Zhang Yun is kind and known as a chivalrous man. With these words, you don't have to die."

The brother Junyi knelt on the ground and cried loudly at the corpse of his father Yizhou.

After seeing the miserable appearance of the beloved man, Zhang Yun’s daughter also brought the rain to Ewha. She squatted down and wanted to comfort her, but was pushed away by the young man, "Go away, it’s all you, the dead star. My father was killed by you! If it weren't for you and your mother's instigation, how could I be embarrassed by the nameless **** again and again, and how would I personally invite Zhang Dachun to hurt people as an official?!"

Zhang Yunru was struck by lightning, turned around stupidly, looked at his wife and daughter, and asked blankly: "Let’s talk about it, what's going on? It’s all in this field, and I want Zhang Yun to die. Clearly and plainly."

The charming woman no longer has the slightest grace and demeanor, her expression is terrifying, and she sternly said: "Zhang Yun! How do I know that the poor boy's master is so powerful, I can only blame the young man named Li People deliberately pretend to be stupid. If he didn't deliberately conceal his identity to tease our Jian Yulou, how could I deliberately block his marriage with our daughter?! Haha, I only regret not letting Zhang Dachun's old trash sword kill him at that time. Him!"

Zhang Yun looked at his crazy general wife, unfamiliar and disgusted, and turned around again, "Senior, can I, Zhang Yun, die in exchange for a life of unrelated people in Jianyu Tower?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "No."

Zhang Yun's lips trembled, unable to say a word.

The middle-aged man said again: “Don’t worry, I came here today to kill Zhang Dachun, but now I just add the one on the ground and the lieutenant Yizhou who escaped from Jianyu Tower. As for the other dead, since they are If they want to kill me, then they have to pay for their own thoughts of killing. Although in my opinion, your wife and daughter are worthy of death, but my apprentice never thinks like this, and I will not make him feel guilty."

Zhang Yun has no way to understand this person's thoughts.

It's like every time he went upstairs to watch the images of sword celestial celestial beings from the past when he was a child, he never wondered why the same sword in their hands could be used to fight the bull with anger, and the gods could shake the mountain with one sword.

But the middle-aged man said again: "You Sword Rain Tower will not open again from now on. It is a spectacle that a sword falls like a rain, and it really insults the sword in your hands. I believe that any sword in the world, as long as you hold it In the hands of real swordsmen, they don’t bother to be with other people’s swords. Li Chungang’s wooden horses and bulls are like this, and so are the ordinary swords in the world. Therefore, if the people painted on the top floor with the statues, if there is a spirit in the sky, they would have laughed to death. Now. The sword is in its sheath, and it screams for injustice. When the sword is out of the sheath, you need a clear conscience. Is it used to applaud the scenery and applaud by outsiders?"

Zhang Yun smiled miserably, his eyes became firm, and he said in a deep voice: "The predecessors said that it makes sense, but the Jianyu Tower is after all the hard work of my ancestors of the Zhang family for hundreds of years, so today Zhang Yun can die. Save, but Zhang Yun can't live without building!"

This is the first time a middle-aged man looks at this person.

Zhang Yun held the fire candle sword tightly, no more distracting thoughts in his mind, "My Zhang Family Jianyu Tower, there used to be Lu Zu riding a crane, and there was once the sword emperor Su Xiu ascending the building to comment on the swordsman in the world, and the sword **** Li Chungang pointed out my grandfather's swordsmanship here. If Zhang Yun retires today, then Jianyu Tower is really dead! Zhang Ningjing, Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhang Danbo, Zhang Mingzhi, you four remember, after my death, Jianyu Tower People can die, and the plaque can fall, but the three characters Jianyulou are indispensable! Don't be insulted!"

Zhang Yun drew out the fire candle sword, went to death generously, and smiled: "Before I die, I would like to thank my senior for letting me draw the sword. For the predecessor, the young man named Li Nostalgia, I am Zhang Yun. I am about to die, and I dare to say a few words in my heart. In fact, I have a good impression of Li Nostalgia, not because he is not outstanding, but because he has a great insight into swordsmanship, but seeing this young man reminds me of myself When I was young, I was very motivated and willing to ignore the person I liked. My original intention was to let him eat a few more closed-door meals, just like my bleak experience when I was young, but then I don’t know why the little girl suddenly changed her mind. Regrettably, I didn't think about it, let alone Zhang Dachun's attack on that young man."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yun turned his head, looked at the beautiful woman with wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "You used to be like this."

The woman looked blank.

After the middle-aged man no longer held his hands, he looked at the host of Jianyulou, who was holding a sword in front of him, and smiled: "Even though I take the shot, I have my own measure and will let you die when you try your best. "

Xishu Jianyu Tower is known to collect more than a thousand exquisite sword moves from the world. Although in fact, most of the sword moves are made by the masters and outstanding disciples of Jianlou in the past. Looking at the world, it is not how outstanding, it is just accumulated over hundreds of years. Under the background, some of the tricks at the bottom of the box are indeed top-notch swordsmanship in the world, but unfortunately Zhang Yun also knows that many swords are wonderful to the pinnacle, and he has no real meaning. After all, too many swordsman masters have their own merits, and the sword intent is even more so. Scattered and mixed, and there are even some contradictions between the two, Zhang Yun has not reached the state of returning to the basics after all.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand after losing one hand.

Zhang Yun's sword came out with a variety of sights, suddenly majestic like a big sun rising, suddenly soft and continuous like the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, suddenly thick and solemn like a heavy winter snow, and suddenly light and ethereal like a bird flying on a branch.

What's even more rare is that Zhang Yun's connection between the different sword intents is meticulous and not abrupt.

The first sentence of Jianyulou's family motto starts with clear meaning: Kunlun sunrise, bright moon in the sea, Chunshen Lake, Guangling tide, Chicheng haze, two liao flying snow, desert yellow sand, all kinds of wonders, all contain the meaning of sword. Turning into one, Kendo ends!

Just let Zhang Yun hand it out with one sword and one sword. The middle-aged man flicked the tip of the fire candle with his fingers every time, so every time he quaked, it meant Zhang Yun’s exquisite sword intent suddenly came out. Stop.

This absurd scene is like every time a romantic scholar recites a famous sentence from the ages, he is abruptly interrupted by a vulgar villager with the word fart.

On the square, I saw sword spirit like a rainbow.

Zhang Yun was vague with one sword and one man, but the middle-aged man stood still, understatement, flicking with two fingers.

Even the disciple of Jianyulou handyman who is a layman, he knows well that the two have the difference in kendo attainments.

Their master or ancestor, Xishu Jianyulou Lou advocates the best, and ranks among the top ten masters of the Western Shu Road. Even if the chief of the Spring Tie Thatched Cottage, who is the top of the list, worship Liu Yuewei, he would never say Zhang Yun, who used only **** to shoot the sword against the enemy, let alone the premise of being immobile.

The emergence of this middle-aged man, not only shocked the legendary land god-like profound cultivation skills, but also invisibly opened up a great picture for many Jianyulou disciples who aspire to climb to the top of the kendo. A magnificent picture of martial arts.

Everyone present is in a mixed mood. When Jian Yulou encounters such a life and death enemy, who can turn the tide? Today is doomed to not be shameful, but ten or twenty years later, can it be true?

At the time when Zhang Yun’s sword power was getting weaker, and when the host of Jianyulou knew that he was going to die, Zhang Yun didn’t feel too much unwilling to do so. He just felt that after showing heartily what he had learned throughout his life, he was still just the same person. Pointing to the matter, a bit ashamed of his ancestors, he couldn't ask for all the hard work, but at this moment in a trance, he has reached a clear and empty realm, and he has no regrets.

"Master, don't kill, it is illegal to kill!"

Suddenly an anxious voice sounded in the distance, and that no stranger voice fell in the ears of Jian Yulou disciple. It used to be ridiculous and hateful, but now it is no different from the sound of nature.

As for the content of the words, no one feels funny anymore.

The middle-aged man opened Zhang Yun with **** and a sword, forcing him to withdraw dozens of steps away, turning his head and smiling at the apprentice who rushed in, "When is it illegal to kill?"

The young man ran to him and whispered: "If you break the law or break the law, let’s not talk about it, but you are killing people under the noses of so many people. It’s not good to spread it out. Killing is detrimental to prestige!"

The old concierge who ran across the street looking for young people did not know that he had saved Jian Yulou's life.

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "When did I care about fame?"

The young man said confidently: "As an apprentice, I care! I care very much!"

The middle-aged man laughed.

The sweaty Zhang Yun took his sword into its sheath, clasped his fists in his hands, smiled sincerely and happily on his face, and said, "The younger generation already knows the identity of the senior, and Jian Yulou was removed from Xishu because of the senior. Zhang Yun has no regrets in this life! Jian Yu! The floor is no regrets!"

As soon as this statement came out, all Jianyu Buildings under Zhang Yun enshrined Keqing and the disciples in the door, and they were all shocked.

In the arena, personal fame is extremely important to all Baidao figures. As for the prestige involved in the sect, it is even worse.

Zhang Yun’s horrifying remarks meant that the plain-looking middle-aged man in front of him was in the world of kendo, just like the master of Wu’s family using the power of the sword mound to say flying swords, just like Chai Qingshan. On behalf of Dongyue Jianchi, he said casting swords.

Otherwise, no matter how high this person is in martial arts, no matter how this person regards sentient beings like ants, he will not let Zhang Yun, who has the intention of sacrificing his sword, take the initiative to say this sentence.

The middle-aged person doesn't have any expressions on his face, and he accepts it calmly, or, to be precise, ignores it at all.

The woman who was previously pushed away from Yizhou’s place to drive away, now nestled in her mother’s arms, Chu Chu is pitiful, she was timid after seeing the two of them privately once had a swear to each other’s outlander ranger. With a natural coquettish and affectionate face in her face, she walked a few steps forward, gazing affectionately at the young man who was abandoned by herself after her mother poured the soup, and said softly: " Nostalgia, I was wrong, can you forgive me? I have never forgotten you, just at home......"

Li Huanian turned her head and looked at the girl who let her stay in the distance. She carried the bamboo woven flower basket and looked forward to her.

The apricot blossoms in the basket have been sold out, and there are still three or two peach blossoms.

He turned his head with a smile, reduced his smile, glanced at the woman in Jian Yulou, and said nothing.

The middle-aged man asked: "Finished?"

The young man hummed and nodded vigorously.

The young man seemed to be aware of something, and asked with astonishment on his face: "Master, didn't you deliberately lie to me?"

The middle-aged man is indifferent.

The young man walked up to him and whispered depressed: "Master, I didn't think you were a bowel in the past. If you were so old and cunning, the reputation of Wang Xianzhi and Cao Changqing would have surpassed that of Wang Xianzhi and Cao Changqing, let alone Xu Fengnian. ."

The middle-aged man lazily said: "Your business, Master himself still has a little bit to do. There is a Yizhou lieutenant who is going to kill, but I think he can't beat the guy with the surname Xie no matter how hard he runs."

Then he glanced at Zhang Yun respectfully as if he saw the reincarnation of his ancestor Zhang Yun, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Sword practitioners, don't take their lives and deaths seriously. The dead can't hold a three-foot sword. Well, Finally, say a few words, you Zhang Yun's swordsmanship is good, the sword intent is pretty good, anyway let me know one thing, after Su Xiuhuang's formation, Xishu still has a sword. So this Jianyu Tower will continue to drive. , It’s just that today’s matter ends within the gate of your Jianyu Tower. If grievances are involved outside the door in the future, I won’t be so easy to talk next time I visit the door."

Zhang Yun felt relieved, even more grateful, and bent over again with his fists, grandly abnormal.

The master and apprentice turned and left.

"Master, what you said at the end of these few words... is really a great master. Did you learn it from someone during the last trip?"

"..."

"Master, if you have conflicts with people in the future, you should follow this routine how to speak, it's not wrong!"

"..."

"Master, our masters and apprentices will settle accounts. You can't just pat your **** and leave because you are a master. You can't care about my future livelihood in Yizhou City. I'm going to stay here for a long time. People of the days...Acao and his family are all poor, and my swordsmanship is not good. You only spoke yesterday to let me live a stable life. I don’t want you to pay for the money and the bride price, so I can’t leave it to me and Acao. ……"

"Shut up!"

"Take care of that donkey yourself!"

"Haha, the sun is pretty good today."

Looking at the pair of masters and disciples after meeting with the flower girl, drifting away.

Zhang Yun has mixed feelings.

Wang Xuanlin, the disciple of Jianyulou, who was once praised by Xie Lingzhen of Spring Tie Caotang as "it will be a late bloomer in twenty years", came to Master and carefully asked: "Master, this senior is also a swordsman?"

Zhang Yun didn’t answer this big disciple’s question. He looked at the door in a daze. After a long time, he smiled and asked: "At the end of last year, you guys had a lively discussion. The portrait was hung on the top floor. If you remember correctly as the teacher, at that time you still insisted on hanging the portrait of the sword fairy between Lu Zu and Li Chungang. Have you chosen a good day?"

Wang Xuanlin curiously asked: "But doesn't our Jianyu Tower have that thunderous ancestral rules and regulations. We must hang the portraits in our building only after the death of those unparalleled swords masters?"

Zhang Yun said to himself: "For his parting words,'Sishu still has a sword', I even wanted to hang up his portrait even if I was scolded by my ancestors as a shameless offspring. What's more? Jian Yulou became the peach flower sword **** of in-laws and made an exception, so what?"

Wang Xuanlin was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Zhang Yun said solemnly: "Jianyulou disciples, all draw their swords out of their sheaths! The upside-down is too Ah-style!"

Finally, Zhang Yun looked at the gate and said loudly: "The 324 people in Jianyu Building in Xishu, with the three-foot sword in their hands, send off to the Peach Flower Sword God!"

The woman was faint and murmured: "Peach Flower Sword God, Tai A Deng, so you are Tai A Deng..."

The young woman was full of regrets and tears, "Why, why are you his apprentice..."

Outside the gate of Jianyulou, the innocent flower girl pulled Li missed the sleeve and asked strangely: "Who is the Peach Flower Sword God in their mouth?"

Li Nostalgic smiled and curled his lips.

The girl looked at Uncle Deng walking in front of them, the middle-aged uncle who walked into the yard with the donkey yesterday, smiled happily, "Brother Li, this name...sounds great, I I've heard some dramas by the storyteller, and those heroes seem to be inferior to Uncle Deng."

Deng Tai'a turned around and picked up a peach blossom from the girl's basket, and said with a smile: "Do you think an apprentice who has been beaten for two or three months in bed can be so powerful? So, this peach blossom sword **** That is to say, it sounds great."

The girl glanced at the young man with a smile at the corner of her mouth.

The young man was so embarrassed that he said, "A penny for a penny!"

The middle-aged uncle said shamelessly: "No money, I owe it."

The girl flushed suddenly, "Uncle Deng, I..."

It seemed to guess the middle-aged person the girl was thinking in her heart, smiled at her and shook her head, then took the peach blossom in her mouth, put her hands on the back of her head, turned around and said softly: "My apprentice of Tai'a Deng, I have married the best woman in the world."

The girl is shy and hard to deal with, but Uncle Deng said that, she had a lot less anxiety in her heart, who had never dared to expect to become a husband and wife with Brother Li.

She thought again, such an unassuming Peach Blossom Sword God, such a talkative elder, shouldn't it really be the kind of resounding Jianghu hero?

The girl suddenly felt that she thought so, very sorry for Brother Li and Uncle Deng, and quietly stuck her tongue out.

In the spring of this year, as Li missed the master, Deng Tai'a worked as a helping shop assistant in their shop, who was a half-in-law Acao. Twelve taels of silver. Before leaving Yizhou in Xishu and heading outside Beiliang Pass, he cheeked up another twenty taels of silver on credit with his apprentice, and used the money to buy an ordinary iron sword.

On the way to Liang, Deng Tai'a, the **** of peach blossom swords, pulled out the first sword from the sword mound when he was young, and walked with the sword hanging from his waist for the first time in his life.

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At the end of the second year of Xiangfu, Guniugang, Huishan.

Heavy snow in Daxueping.

In the twilight, a purple-clothed woman walked alone out of the Missyue Building that has become a martial arts holy land. She is holding an ordinary bamboo-handled oil-paper umbrella, walking slowly alone in the snow.

Huishan is full of visitors like clouds all year round, and tourists are like weaving. It is this belated goose feather snow that did not stop them from climbing, except that after the purple-clothed woman came out of the building, Huishan Huang Fangfo, the chief guest of the mountain, immediately notified his subordinates. Today, a checkpoint has been set up at the entrance of Daxueping from Guniu Dagang. No matter whether it is a messenger or a person from Daxueping, no one is allowed to approach Daxueping, nor the person who suddenly has it. For the Huishan mountain master who enjoys the snow, offenders will not be amnesty. In Huishan today, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, as the hostess, has long ignored mundane affairs. Huang Fangfo, the veteran of the two dynasties, is in power, and martial arts cultivation also vaguely shows signs that Yuzhixuan has become a celestial phenomenon. This step is taken, that It's really like a traveler who has crossed the moat, like the top three scholars in high school.

In the past two years, Huishan has been in the Liyang rivers and lakes, like the sky.

The three of Liyang among the four great masters of Wuping, Cao Changqing is dead, and Deng Tai'a is hard to find. Xu Fengnian is in a corner of the northwest, and in recent years, the top ten masters of Liyang, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng Qijiajie Chai Qingshan is very famous, and it is far less dazzling than Huishan Ziyi. There are even admirers who call this martial arts leader the "Rouge Master". He is not only a beauty who is enough to make the list of rouge critics, but also a martial arts master. Grandmaster, in the entire world, only the Western Chu female emperor Jiang Si, who was rumored to have been martyred, can be compared. Now that Jiang Si is dead, the whole rivers and lakes seem to feel lonely for Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

Lonely is like today's spectacular snow scene in Daxueping. The snow is flying over the sky, but she is the only one to watch it.

She stopped by the edge of Daxueping Cliff and looked into the distance, covered with snow on her little oil paper umbrella.

It's like a beauty with a white head.

At this time, a person appeared sneakily in Daxueping, standing on the second floor of the Queyue Tower, staring at the purple-clad figure Huang Fangfo who suddenly looked gloomy, and was about to fall out of the building, crossing the Lei Chi. The guy who threw into the river water outside Daxueping to feed the fish only shocked the deep Huishan chief guest of the city government. Although Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not make a sound, even the beautiful lady was always in the wind and snow, without any movement, but Huang Fang Fo just felt an aura coming toward his face, which prevented him from making a move that he hadn't made yet. Yes, it was a momentum, not just a spirit.

Huang Fangfo took a step back respectfully to show his understanding. Huang Fangfo is puzzled. He is no stranger to the uninvited guest. He is a humble little person. He always likes to brag to people that he has walked the rivers and lakes with the Northern Liang King Xu Fengnian, ate, drank, and took a boat. I have been to Kuaixue Mountain Villa together, and said that the two of them are brothers and sisters, good friends.

Of course, Huang Fangfo doesn’t believe in such absurd claims. He only believes that the two people in the cloud and mud are passers-by who met by the water. The young vassal king would not take it seriously, while the young man in Daxueping took it too seriously. . As for why he was able to successfully settle down in Huishan, Huang Fangfo was also very strange, after all, after Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the shopkeeper, Huang Fangfo had to deal with too many tasks, and it was impossible to care about the roots and feet of an unknown person. Huishan is divided into three, six and nine grades. They are also enshrined by the guest. The salary gap between the first and last two is very large. The young man is the second-class guest of Huishan. There is only a small yard in the remote part of the mountain. The other two lived together, and the monthly silver was only two to thirty taels. This was in the town at the foot of Huishan Mountain, and they were not enough to drink a decent flower wine.

The young and last guest Qing looked around cautiously, feeling uneasy. He originally wanted to come to Daxueping to see the scenery today. He tried to find a chance to get close to the predecessors of the rivers and lakes who also have this kind of elegance. He never wanted to go all the way after climbing. Unobstructed, I didn’t even see a personal figure. I wanted to go back home, but I walked in the snow for more than half an hour. I was not reconciled. I crashed into Guniu Dagang in a muddle-headed manner. In fact, there is an important guest house near the top of the mountain. The news has been received that the young man is far from qualified to let Daxueping servants tell him, so he slapped and showed him the purple clothes on the edge of the cliff that looked like an immortal.

This is the first time he saw her after he was under the fence in Huishan. The first time he saw her was at Kuaixue Villa. The "Jianghu Friend" who had the pseudonym Xu Qi came to him and told him that he might as well go to Huishan. It is said that a woman who likes to wear purple clothes is considered a friend, and she can take care of her when she goes to Huishan. He didn't take it seriously at the time, but it's hard to mix things up, especially for his rootless duckweed, where he can only get a blind eye. It's really impossible. This is the right time, cheeky, "seeing" this. Weishan Ziyi never thought of him, who was almost mortal. After the woman squinted her eyes and looked around, she was probably a Bodhisattva and nodded compassionately after she was sure that he had no courage to talk nonsense. He only remembered that under the gaze of those cold eyes, he was sweating like a rain, and he was still desperate when she left for a long time. Later, he came to Huishan. Although he didn't climb to the sky in one step, he finally had a place to stay. He didn't need to wander around like a lonely ghost in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect more. Anxious and contented.

After seeing her, he took the courage to move forward step by step, not knowing whether it was difficult to walk on the snow or because of awe, he was struggling to walk in a suit.

When he finally walked ten steps behind her, a cold voice rang softly, "I only remember your surname Huang, what is your name? What is Huang?"

The voice is not loud, but it sounds like thunder in his ears. It turns out that this woman, who is as high as a **** in the sky, can still remember her surname?

He was flattered and trot a few steps quickly. He stopped his feet beside her and a few steps behind her. He bowed his head and smiled and said: "Return to the mountain lord, the little one has a yellow name and a single name... Add a complete whole word, it is not a spring of spring water."

Huang Quan, who once pretended to be all the way old in front of Xu Qi, was born Huafa early. He really looked like a young offspring who was not very pleasing. He waited quietly for the following, but there was no movement for a long time, which made him involuntarily Panicking, could it be that her presence disturbed her interest in snow appreciation?

She gently shook her wrist holding the umbrella, and the snow on the oil paper umbrella suddenly became messy.

She didn't turn her head, but asked indifferently: "Have you ever heard of a person named Wen Hua?"

Huang Quancheng said with trepidation: "Of course, of course, I made a win-win nickname in the capital, and fought against Qi Jiajie, the first swordsman in the capital. At that time, even the Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie, who served as the magister of the Ministry of War, also had blue eyes on that Wenhua. Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared inexplicably. Now the storyteller at the foot of the mountain said that this peerless swordsman is Xu Qi... Oh no, he is a good brother of the new Liang Wang. For this reason, the prince used Wenhua’s sword to move in the Western Regions. , With one sword, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is also one of the four great masters of Wu Ping, was beaten out of the city."

She asked again: "Then do you envy you?"

Huang Quan chuckled and said: "Naturally, I am very envious. I have also practiced swords diligently, but unfortunately it is not that piece of material. It will soon be abandoned, and it will be like a three-legged cat."

Speaking of this, Huang Quan paused for a while, and said cautiously: "The little one can eat and drink in Huishan. It is the heart of the mountain lord Bodhisattva. The little one has not dared to forget the grace of the mountain lord in the past two years."

She was noncommittal, her mouth curled up quietly, and she muttered to herself: "Although the guy with the surname Wen is very annoying, there is indeed only one Wenhua, which is true for that person, and it is almost the same for me. . I want to encounter this kind of... **** again in this life, it should be very difficult."

The wind and snow on the top of the mountain were so heavy that Huang Quan couldn't hear her fine whisper even if she pricked her ears.

She seemed to lose her interest in speaking, and said straightforwardly: "Presumably you also know that that person sent a lot of Tingchaoge secret books to my missing moon tower. I will now give you a choice, or let you choose one at will. Secrets, and then go down the mountain to trespass, or stay safe and stay in my Huishan as an uninfluenced guest. Although you have a life-saving food and clothing, there is no future at all. You don’t need to speak, nodding your head is to choose the first one, shaking your head is to choose the latter ."

The extremely broken mouth Huang Quan wanted to nag subconsciously, but couldn't say a word no matter how hard he tried, and then suddenly woke up, sweating, and shook his head quickly.

Huang Quan muttered in her heart, why didn't I know that I had a hard time, I couldn't bear hardship, and I didn't have the talent of being a master in martial arts.

She said flatly: "I know, you can go."

If the amnesty Huang Quan did not dare to stay, he turned around and left.

Just after Huang Quan walked out a few steps, he said softly: "I don’t know if the person in the Lord’s mouth treats me as a friend. I dare to think that that person is my friend. But, anyway, I am very happy to meet that person."

After saying this, Huang Quan kept walking away from Daxueping, not daring to turn his head to look at her secretly.

When he went down the mountain, some felt that he was too unpromising. But after thinking and thinking, he still feels that in this life he can meet "Xu Qi" and meet that young river and lake person who is willing to be eaten and drunk by himself, and will laugh and listen to his bragging. It is a life worthy of joy. Things.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood alone on the spot, and the wind and snow fell on the earth, making the world appear to be lonely.

She slowly walked back to the Missing Moon Tower, which was said to be higher than Beiliang Tingchao Pavilion, and ascended to the top floor. This floor was extremely transparent, except for the golden nanmu pillars, the whole building Almost empty, only a red sandalwood beauty couch was placed. She put away the oil-paper umbrella, bent over and leaned it against a pillar, lying on the couch, supporting her cheek with one hand, as far as she could see Looking to the west, the most special convenience of this building is that the whole west has no walls or railings. Once you look at it, you can see the distant scenery of Daxueping and even Huishan. Due to the heavy snow in the world, the Moon Tower is missing. There are very few young maidservants who can walk into this floor to clean the house. They have already cleverly erected a silk screen on the west side to shield the wind and snow from the severe cold.

She squinted her eyes and slumbered.

On the good of adventures and the wonderful chances, this woman is simply a darling of heaven and earth. First she inadvertently obtained a tricky technique in Daxueping Library that can swallow his popularity. Her cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds, and she is in a thrilling place. At the same time as the first-grade realm, he also made himself half-human and half-spirited, and his life was hanging by a thread. After that, he went to Beiliang and learned the luck of several jade seals from the Tingchao Pavilion Arsenal, which not only stabilized the realm, but also eliminated it. The huge hidden danger created by the chaotic air machine, and then a battle against the river, was defeated by Wang Xianzhi and sank at the bottom of the Guangling River. He was still alive in catastrophe, and there was a blessing. Liu Songtao and Zhao Huangchao each helped their realm soar. In one fell swoop into the realm of great celestial phenomena. Outside of Tai'an City, Cao Changqing was prevented from entering the city, and the Overlord of Western Chu gave her that dream of yellow beams, which made her dream big for decades. How can the benefits be ordinary?

No one dared to question her as a woman as the leader of the martial arts, and some people even think that among the younger generation of grandmasters, Xuanyuan Qingfeng is the only one who is expected to compete with the northwest feudal king.

As her realm rises rapidly, she takes the lead among the rivers and lakes to the south of the big river. Huishan's power is flourishing and crushes Longhushan. She said that pilgrims in the world are not allowed to climb mountains and burn incense on the 14th day of every month, so no one dares to dare. On that day, I went to Longhu Mountain to make a wish and pray.

She once prevented the four princes at the time and the current emperor from boarding Daxueping. She also asked the new Liang Wang Qianli to send someone to take the initiative to send a few large boxes of Tingchao Pavilion secrets when meeting the world’s heroes. It's like "Tuogu". She had also participated in the Battle of Tai'an City, and she and Li Yang three of the four great martial arts masters that day, she complemented each other, she was like a round of bright moon hanging in the sky over the rivers and lakes.

Some people fear her, some hate her, and some respect her, but it is strange that no one in the world seems to like her purely, even if her appearance is enough to make the list, even countless men from the world Knowing that as long as this woman is conquered, it is almost equivalent to conquering half of the rivers and lakes.

She lives in the top floor of Queyue Tower in Daxueping, and she is temperamental. I don’t know how many masters of the rivers and lakes who have been loyal to Huishan were severely injured by her inexplicably angry. She has no chance to practice martial arts in this life, but she also She can't be considered mean and unkind. On the contrary, when she is happy, the precious Treasury tribute Ye Mingzhu can also give away slaves and maidservants, and the high-quality secrets that the rivers and lakes dream of can also be given away at will, and they can be given in pairs. Unfortunately, no one can guess when and why she will be happy.

She opened her eyes, seeming to think that the screen was an eyesore, and gently waved her hand, the screen was suddenly torn apart, flying with the heavy snow.

She left the beauty couch, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, left Queyuelou, and walked to the edge of Daxueping cliff again under the umbrella.

She slowly stretched out her hand and stretched out the oil paper umbrella. The snowflakes kept falling, and the palms of her palms were gradually piling up snow.

She repeated two sentences gently.

"I am very happy to meet you."

"I am not happy to meet you."

In this purple dress, I stood there for the whole night, holding an umbrella in one hand, and reaching out to catch the snow with the other, his body motionless.

No one knows the reason. After that, there was a rumor in the rivers and lakes. It is rumored that Huishan Ziyi watched the snow on the top of Huishan and became a land immortal overnight.

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Xiangfu two years, little snow in the solar terms.

The air is cold and the snow is coming, the ground is not cold and the snow is not too big.

Dongyue Jianchi, this ancient sect that competed with Wu’s Jianzhong for "World Swordsmanship, from the He Family" for hundreds of years, began to rejuvenate after Song Nianqing’s death was replaced by a foreigner named Chai Qingshan. Several elderly swordsmen who have been silent for many years have begun to reopen their doors and apprentices. Young people with amazing qualifications continue to enter the Dongyue Sword Pond, where they can cast their swords and practice their swords.

Li Yibai, who was born in Jiangnan Gaomen Chinese nationality, also no longer travels far, staying in Jianchi to help Chai Qingshan take care of affairs. Although Li Yibai’s kendo cultivation has grown slowly, this one has been with Jianzhong on the rivers and lakes. The famous genius Junyan Wu Liuding, Dragon Tiger Mountain Qi Xianxia, ​​Jizhou Yanbao Li Huoli and others with sword crowns seem to be enjoying it, not worrying about his martial arts realm. And the Xingbu Yamen of the Liyang imperial court also attracted many sword pool masters with great fanfare. In this promising situation, there are as many young swordsmen who go to Jianchi in Dongyue to learn skills as a crucian carp.

During this period, the only two disciples of Sect Master Chai Qingshan, one laughed from ear to ear and the other frowned.

Song Nianqing's grandson, Song Tinglu, belongs to the happy one, because he can hear many people respectfully calling him an uncle every day, which makes the young man who can only call Brother Li Yibai for many years feel that he has made money back.

And Shan Baiyi is the one who is unhappy, because she thinks that those who are older than her, the uncle screamed her old age abruptly.

Song Tinglu still only admires the invincible gentleman who became famous during the First World War in Tai'an City. He likes to carry a self-made simple wooden sword on his waist every day. He likes to hear others call his uncle, pretending to be old-fashioned and nodding in greeting. Then when no one saw it, he split his mouth and laughed.

It was clear after the snow that day, Song Tinglu searched for a long time before finding the dazed younger sister in a pavilion.

Song Tinglu probably knew how sad it was. After the younger sister came back from the place called Fushu Town in Beiliang, she started to like to sit alone somewhere in a daze. He righteously complained to the master, saying that the younger sister was not willing I practiced the sword with my heart, but instead of waiting for one old and one young man to ask the teacher, the girl downplayed that I sent the master and the brother together when I was in Wujian. The younger sister who can win a small victory after a hundred moves can clean up the young man within 80 moves. He has fought and defeated and fought again and again, from 80 to 70 to 60, losing all three battles. One ending is not as good as one ending. Naturally, the young Song Tinglu was given the nickname Song Busheng by her junior sister Shanbaiyi. This nickname spread quickly in Dongyue Jianchi. There are two sects that are slightly older than the young. The newly recruited female disciple, when calling Song Tinglu, the three words Song Busheng will be added before the uncle. This really makes the teenager both happy and worried.

When Song Tinglu was about to walk into the pavilion on the steps, Shan Baiyi suddenly said viciously: "Remember, this pavilion will belong to the forbidden area of ​​our Dongyue Jianchi in the future. Without my permission, no one will Don’t set foot! You can’t, Brother Li can’t, not even Master!"

The girl looked at the stunned young man, waved her big hand, and said in a bad mood: "Forget it today, those who don't know are not guilty, remember not to take it as an example!"

Song Tinglu had no choice but to get used to the unconventional thoughts of her younger sister from time to time over the years, and the teenagers have long been surprised.

Song Tinglu whispered mysteriously, "Junior sister, did you know that a distinguished guest came to our Jianchi today? Brother Li used all the most cherished tea sets, and Master was also with him. "

The girl didn't care about being called a junior sister by Song Tinglu, but she said absent-mindedly: "Then why don't you stay with me?"

The teenager curled his lips. "You don't know that I never like to drink tea. It is very weak and tasteless. Master promised me that in two years, he will allow me to drink. I must be a big drinker. Drink from the bowl!"

The girl sneered and said: "Why don't you just drink with a water tank, isn't it more arrogant?"

The teenager was speechless.

She used to quarrel but couldn't fight her, but now she can't even fight.

The teenager is a little melancholy at the moment.

The ignorant young man is far from knowing about men and women, and it is far too early to realize the melancholy under the crotch.

Just when the teenager was sulking, three people walked outside the pavilion, master Chai Qingshan, senior brother Li Yibai, and a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe.

Shan Baiyi and Song Tinglu stood up at the same time, and the three quickly walked into the pavilion. Chai Qingshan smiled and introduced to the two apprentices: "This is Qi Xiaotianshi from Dragon Tiger Mountain..."

Song Tinglu's eyes gleamed, and he said impatiently: "You know, it's Xiao Lu Zuqi Xian Xia."

Li Yibai knocked a chestnut on the young man's head and smiled angrily: "You can't call the elders directly by the younger generation!"

Song Tinglu smiled, brother Li Yibai's teachings were obviously passed into the right ear by the young man's left ear.

The girl raised her cheek that was not fully opened, and asked innocently: "Qi Daochang, if you fight with the King of Northern Liang, how many moves can you support?"

When Chai Qingshan heard this, he immediately became annoyed, and gave this silly girl a fierce look.

On this trip, Qi Xianxia, ​​who visited Dongyue Jianchi on the way, smiled and said: "If it's just for learning, ten strokes will still be easy to handle, but if you fight with Xu Fengnian, it will be just one stroke."

The girl smiled and said: "Qi Daochang, if you say so, you must be a master!"

Qi Xianxia was stunned, probably because he could not keep up with the thought of the girl antelope hanging horns.

Chai Qingshan and Li Yibai both couldn't laugh or cry. Song Tinglu couldn't help turning his head and rolled his eyes. In the eyes of the younger sister, as long as no one competes with that guy for the title of No. 1 in the world, who will be No. 2 in the world? Three, she doesn't mind.

Chai Qingshan instructed the two children: "Tinglu, Baiyi, you two go outside the pavilion to practice a set of swords you are most familiar with. Let Mr. Qi help you to correct it. It is a rare opportunity to cheer up. Come!"

Song Tinglu is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Without a word, he flies out of the pavilion. The decisive wooden sword is out of its sheath, the tip of the sword is spitting, and the sword power is continuous.

Li Yibai is very pleased. A sword is like a dragon. The most important thing is to feel a vigorous vibe from his sword. This little junior will definitely be able to become a champion of Dongyue Jianchi in the future.

On the other hand, Shanbaiyi was a little scribbled. He picked up the saber cast in the Nanhua Sword Furnace and walked out of the pavilion reluctantly, drawing a gourd and following Song Tinglu's sword.

Qi Xianxia watched the young girl's sword practice earnestly, and did not miss a single trace.

It's not like a kendo senior who wants to give advice to a junior, but like a junior who is learning swords from a senior.

Li Yibai glanced at Qi Xianxia and suddenly realized something. Rumor has it that this person self-destroyed his hard work for more than 20 years in Tai'an City. He wanted to start all over again. There is only such a person with great perseverance. Treat everyone in the world with a calm mind.

Song Tinglu finished practicing the ape-style sword from the ancient immortals in the Eastern Yue Sword Pond, with a triumphant expression on his face, Qi Xianxia asked: "Qi Daochang, how is my swordsmanship?"

Qi Xianxia smiled and said: "Growth in strength, short in shortness of breath. After practicing swords, you should not blindly use heavy swords and light tricks. You should focus on down-to-earth and study the strengths of the world's swordsmen. The stones of other mountains can attack jade. Don’t underestimate other swords in the world because of the rich heritage of the Dongyue Sword Pond. The second-rank realm is just around the corner within three years, and it is expected to reach the first-rank realm in ten years. If you can concentrate on the physical inner Qi, it is not without the opportunity to enter the celestial realm."

Song Tinglu said with a sad face: "It's just hopeful, I thought the astronomical realm would be easy."

Chai Qingshan smiled and said: "You kid with good eyes and low hands, don't talk nonsense in front of Mr. Qi!"

Sing Bai Yi thought that he had escaped, and tried to drive away with his sword tiptoe.

I never thought that the little celestial master of Longhushan smiled and said: "This girl, she is obviously a rare innate sword embryo, why should she squander her root talent for nothing? The old saying goes Take the blame, the time is not good, but suffer from it. I hope the girl will think deeply about this."

The white-clothed girl stared at her beautiful, spirit-filled eyes, she was very innocent, "This Daoist, don’t be wronged. I practice swords very hard. I will learn whatever the master wants me to learn. Don’t cut corners!"

Qi Xianxia left the ghost and spirit girl speechless with a single sentence, "The swordsman is the sword, the hard work is the second, and the heart is the first."

The girl in white tilted her head, as if she was a little ignorant.

Qi Xianxia smiled knowingly, "I didn't want to say it, but I really don't want the girl to be violent because of going astray..."

The girl in white suddenly raised her voice and said in a panic: "Don't tell me! I'm afraid of you! I will practice swords with my heart in the future!"

Rao Ye Chai Qingshan and Li Yibai are also confused, are they playing the front? Just as Shan Baiyi said, Chai Qingshan wanted her to do it, she did it in the slightest, what kind of sword she practiced, her aura increased a little, in fact, she worked hard almost every day.

But Qi Xianxia, ​​an outsider who met for the first time, saw the clue at a glance. Maybe it's because Chai Qingshan, the great master of kendo, is dark under the light, or maybe it's the relationship between the dragon and tiger mountain celestial master is indeed a godly figure?

Qi Xianxia asked curiously: "Can I know the reason?"

The girl in white blushed a little, "Don't ask, I won't say it."

The girl glared at the Master and Senior Brother Li who were about to dig into the roots, and said angrily and wittily: "I won't say that I will kill you! Anyway, I will practice the sword with my heart in the future."

Qi Xianxia laughed and said: "I was wrong before. You should concentrate on practicing swords."

Chai Qingshan realized after a little thought, he was relieved and a little frightened at the same time.

Li Yibai and Song Tinglu didn't know what happened, and they didn't know why, like two outsiders, they were helpless. Especially Song Tinglu was even more aggrieved.

I don't know why, after this junior girl walked through the rivers and lakes, the taller she got, the farther her heart became.

This makes the young man lost.

Is it true that as my peers of other factions said, behind every beautiful junior girl, there must be one or even a few poor seniors who are full of loss?

Qi Xianxia stood up and said goodbye: "Pan Dao is going to say goodbye, don't send it away."

Chai Qingshan laughed and said: "Send not far away, not far away, just send it to the entrance of the Zongmen."

Li Yibai smiled and said: "That's the reason."

Qi Xianxia was stunned, and didn't insist on anything anymore.

The three walked side by side, Shan Baiyi and Song Tinglu following them.

Li Yibai, who has been acquainted with Qi Xianxia for a long time, asked softly: "Is you going to return to Longhu Mountain next?"

Everyone knows that the current Longhu Mountain can be described as domestic and foreign. First, the imperial court let Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Wu Lingsu and Longhu Mountain Tianshifu govern the world together, which has broken the situation that only the Tianshifu surname is the imperial court's feathered minister. , And then the father and son celestial masters soared together, Zhao Xituan also died inexplicably, the older generation of celestial masters no longer survived the world, especially the secret of the court outside the Qintian prison, the Northern Liang King Xu Fengnian let the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain After hurting the roots, Mr. Bai Lian disappeared. In the end, only Zhao Ningshen returned to the Heavenly Master’s Mansion to preside over the overall situation. But at the same time, a leader of the purple-clothed mountain, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, appeared in his neighbor Huishan. Wudang Mountain, which has been competing for the ancestral court of Taoism for hundreds of years, has become more and more prosperous. In the eyes of outsiders, several respected and respected Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain have rehabilitated their hearts instead of their strength. Coupled with their embarrassing status, Longhushan's momentum can be described as After falling to the bottom of the valley, if Qi Xianxia could return to Longhu Mountain to help Zhao Ningshen preside over the overall situation, he would have some hope that this Taoist sacred place would re-emerge in temples and rivers and lakes.

It’s just that Qi Xianxia’s answer was unexpected, "Pan Dao will first go to Difei Mountain, and then go directly to Wudang Xiaolianhua Peak, wanting to see the little Taoist named Yu Fu, and wondering if he is that person. , Pang Dao also wanted to go to Beiliang to see one of my seniors, and wanted to know why he stayed there. After that, he would return to Longhu Mountain to devote himself to practice."

Chai Qingshan hummed, "That's good, it just so happens that I also want to go outside the Northwest Pass. When will Mr. Qi leave, let us know, we will go together."

Qi Xianxia smiled and said: "Okay."

Li Yibai was worried, "Uncle, how can I take on the big responsibility?"

Chai Qingshan asked back: "How can you stop it?"

Qi Xianxia went down to the ground and returned to Li Yibai's friend the previous sentence, "This is the reason."

The girl in white swears abruptly and said: "Master, I think about it. From today on, I will not only concentrate on practicing the sword, but also make a sword very hard. I will use this sword whole-heartedly for the rest of my life. Alright!"

Song Tinglu was very curious, and asked: "What is it called?"

The white-clothed girl rolled her eyes and said: "I won't tell you!"

Chai Qingshan smiled, turned to look at the apprentice, and said kindly: "Okay, Master will tell that person the name of the new sword that has not yet been released."

The girl twisted and said: "Master, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

The young man became even more blinded. "What are you talking about, Master and Sister? I don't even understand."

Li Yibai touched his forehead, really a headache.

Qi Xianxia turned his head and said profoundly to the young man: "It's rare to be confused, not knowing is a blessing."

In fact, the girl in white clothes who didn't understand this sentence said seriously: "That's the reason."

The three of Chai Qingshan laughed at the same time.

The teenager didn't know what they were laughing at, but when he saw the beautiful smile of the girl with curving eyebrows, he laughed.

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The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun sets over the long river.

The scenery outside Guan, lonely and particularly magnificent.

In an elegant and quiet courtyard in Jubei City, a young man squatted on the steps to bask in the sun. The winter was warm and drowsy.

A young woman with her eyes closed all the time was putting winter pickles on the corner of the wall, and it was almost piled up into another small wall. The unique sour taste was everywhere in the courtyard.

The young man was probably afraid that he would fall asleep like this. He had nothing to say and said, "Cuihua, what do you think the kid with the surname Wen is doing now? Will he still have to do it every time he sees a pretty girl? Put dog skin plaster on?"

The blind woman raised her arm and wiped her sweat. She smiled and said, "It shouldn't be anymore. I guess he is probably already married, marrying a daughter-in-law, finding a job, having a child, and just living like this. Comfortable days."

She has always been known for her taciturn, and she only speaks a little bit more when she talks about the young ranger who met the two of them in Tai'an and was different from Tai'an.

The young man worried: "It's best to be able to do this, but he was so miserable when he left the capital, he really can be so smooth? Besides, that kid is a master with a higher heart than the sky, and he is used to a flat head. Haha’s hard days?",

The woman called Cuihua shook her head and said: "I believe him."

This time it was a young man who was not jealous and sighed: "I'm really stupid. When that guy called me Wu Liucang every day, he was always angry. As a result, he couldn't hear the nickname of this **** for so long. On the contrary, I feel uncomfortable. Looking back now, it’s okay to let that kid rub your sauerkraut noodles. I was stingy at that time and I shouldn’t sneer at him."

She dismantled the platform and said: "What's the point of being sarcasm and not sarcasm? Which time of bickering, is it not just that you were so angry that you were so angry?"

The young man nodded and said: "That's true."

Then he hummed angrily: "Xu Fengnian fights fiercely, Wen Wusheng quarrels fiercely, it's no wonder that these two can become brothers."

The woman said softly: "It's a difficult brother."

The young man subconsciously imitated the invincible signature action, took out his crotch, "I am also a little depressed."

The woman who turned her back to him, didn't see this scene but knew it, frowned, and complained: "The good does not learn from the bad."

The young man chuckled and looked up at the sun, wondering where the guy was, or if he was doing nothing in the sun.

He said to himself: "It's weird, the arrogant and arrogant freak of Demon Zhu, didn't he keep saying'Invincible outside Deng Tai'a? I heard that Grandpa Marrying Sword also told the guy all his life’s hard work, thinking that Xu could help him achieve his wish and practice those two or three swords. Our ancestors have said that those swords are basically nothing. It's not a sword in the world, even if Lu Zu is alive, he may not be able to make it out. There is even more annoying. Aunt Nalan is a person who is too old, and I can't wait to get together with the surname Xu every day. I will be ashamed of her. Rouge commented on Rouge. Comment, how about re-election, how old are those old accounts, even if you look at a woman who is still 30 years old, is it true that Aunt Nalan really intends to eat tender grass for the old cow, alas, I think it’s nothing. That picture is permeating just thinking about it. Old man Xie and Cui Dashuang are not much better. After a few games with that guy, they must be called the King of Northern Liang, and my ears are all callous...I If this continues, everyone in this group of people will become even better than the native northern Liang people..."

The door of the room was pushed abruptly, and there was a charming woman standing with gnashing teeth. She smiled and said: "Yeah, Mr. Wu, I'm here again worrying about the country and the people. Aunt Nalan loves you very much. But ah, we know that, tomorrow, the yellow flower, the old Zhu Huang, will you think it’s “seeming” at a glance?"

Wu Liuding, the contemporary sword crown of Jianzhong, grinned and hurriedly got up and smiled: "Aunt Nalan is here, why don't you knock on the door when you come, what are you doing while standing at the door? Wang Xufeng is not a year?"

The woman whose real name is Nalan Yujin turned her head, looked at the door and smiled: "Lord, please inside, our Wu family Jianguan has been saying good things about you for a long time. Shouldn't we say thanks to him?"

Wu Liuding rushed into the house and closed the door, "I am not feeling well, so I refuse to meet guests."

Cuihua shook her head helplessly.

Nalan Yujin smiled knowingly and walked into the yard alone.

She closed her eyes and sniffed vigorously, and said, "Yes, that's the smell. Auntie has been waiting for a year."

Cuihua stopped what she was doing, turned around and "laughed" at the woman who had endured her great years at Wujiajian Tomb, and said softly: "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Nalan Yujin smiled and said: "It’s a great thing to talk about your girl’s sauerkraut noodles."

Wu Liuding opened the door gently, and said in a murmured tone: "Aunt Nalan, what are you doing to scare people? Be careful I let Cuihua not add green onion omelette to your noodles!"

The woman flew a wink, and joked with a pun: "This family, what you said doesn't count."

Wu Liuding suddenly smiled and flattered, and Pidianpidian ran behind her, "Is the shoulder sore, do you want to rub it?"

The woman laughed and cursed: "Now you know how to flatter? It's late, it's not too late for you men to take revenge for ten years. It is too short for our women to take revenge for a hundred years!"

While Nalan Yujin was sitting in a chair patiently waiting for the sauerkraut noodles, Wu Liuding rubbed her shoulders very doggically, "Keep your grudges, you still have to knead, filial piety, the sun and the moon can be learned!"

The young sword crown is really too familiar with this woman, so there are no taboos in his words, and he exclaimed: "Aunt Nalan, your scenery is so magnificent and lawless, you can't see where your legs are, I I'm curious. In the future, if the guy with the surname Xu gets confused with lard and suddenly wants to hug you, is it hard to hug you tightly?"

The woman was neither annoyed nor shy, but squinted and smiled: "This flattering is so fresh and refined, and the auntie laughed."

Wu Liuding said with a hippie smile: "Aunt Nalan, your face is really a thousand years of cultivation. When I turn around, I must tell the surname Xu. If one day Jubei City is about to fail, let him take his aunt. Please go to the top of the city and have a profile face, then the Northern Mangman would never want to cross this city wall!"

The woman shook her shoulder lightly, and dexterously flicked off Wu Liuding's hands, "Smelly boy, go away."

Wu Liuding pulled a chair and sat beside her, put away his cynical expression, and asked seriously: "Auntie, don't you really like that kid? What is good about him, isn't it just a human being? A little handsome, a little better Kung Fu, a little bigger title, definitely not worthy of you!"

Nalan Yujin leaned over, bent her fingers and tapped on the young man’s forehead, “You kid can’t change eating shit, I’ve told you how many times, don’t be so serious about jokes! Women of the world, the most worried man like this , I'm afraid I can't rely on it!"

Wu Liuding unkindly glanced at the beautiful scenery that the woman had just pressed heavily on the table, and then deliberately supported the table with trepidation, "Auntie, be careful, don’t collapse the table, you have to pay the surname. Xu’s!"

Nalan Yujin turned her head and smiled: "Cuihua, Wu Liuding secretly asked me whether you like him or secretly like Xu Fengnian."

Wu Liuding is really worried now, waved his hands vigorously, crying and said: "Auntie, I kneel for you, you must not make such a joke, Cuihua will really not talk to me for a whole month. !"

Not long after, Cuihua walked into the house carrying two bowls of sauerkraut noodles, one bowl was placed in front of Nalan Yujin, and the other was placed in front of Wu Liuding, but she "forgot" to give him Pair of chopsticks.

Nalan Yujin made a grimace at Wu Liuding who wanted to cry without tears but didn't dare to take the chopsticks, and then ate the noodles comfortably, adding fuel to the fire: "Eating noodles with chopsticks makes it fragrant."

Wu Liuding sat in a chair, watching his nose and his heart, not moving.

When Nalan Yujin almost finished eating a bowl of noodles, Cuihua asked, "Is it because I don't like Xu Fengnian, you are unhappy?"

Wu Liuding categorically cut the line: "It's not like killing you!"

She said oh, calmly: "Go get the chopsticks."

Wu Liuding almost burst into tears with excitement, ran back and sat down with a pair of chopsticks, bowed his head and gobbled up.

Nalan Yujin put down her chopsticks, leaned back, leaned back in her chair comfortably, and said with emotion: "When I was waiting for death in Jianzhong, I was crazy to leave that ghost place. Let’s go now. I came out, somehow, and I miss the place where there is only the sword. But ah, I miss it, I don’t want to go back when I go back."

Wu Liuding wiped his mouth after eating sauerkraut noodles, his expression still full of expression.

Nalan Yujin said sternly: "There is something, Xu Fengnian asked me to tell you two. He has changed his mind. He does not intend to fulfill the pledge made by this hundred of us with Wu Jia Jianzhong, but let us If you want to leave, just leave, in case you are afraid that you Wu Jiaqiu will settle accounts and it will be okay, he will make a mess, let those who are willing to leave, go to the relatively safe Youzhou gourd, pick up those soft persimmons, and kill him each A hundred northern barbarians, and then we can go wherever we want. Before I came, everyone put together a bit, now it’s up to you what you mean."

Wu Liuding frowned and said solemnly: "Aunt Nalan, do you think he is trying to get caught up? Or is he boring to buy people's hearts?"

The woman shook her head and said: "Xu Fengnian really planned this way. I can confirm this. Of course, the reason why he is so big is not all doing good deeds, because the devil Zhu and Helian Jianzhu are so good. A large number of people have long been determined to stay in Beiliang. After all, they have their own plans, seeking fame and profit, benevolence and righteousness, and they all have them. The ones who really want to leave are about 20, maybe the older the older. I’m afraid of death, or I miss my hometown too much, I don’t want to die outside the customs, I want to die in the most familiar place. I guess Xu Fengnian is just asking for peace of mind, instead of letting some people reluctantly accompany the Beiliang Tieqi to die. , It’s better to let all the people who are left behind, willingly come to the rivers and lakes to die in the battlefield."

Wu Liuding sneered: "I said that this guy is the smartest businessman in the world, and he never trades at a loss."

Nalan Huaiyu sighed: "If you are not shrewd, the family that was left to him would have been beaten by Beimang Barbarian."

Wu Liuding asked in a low voice: "Auntie, you don't really like that guy, do you?"

Nalan Huaiyu stretched out her finger to lift up the sideburns, shook her head and smiled: "Smelly boy, you are so stupid. How old is your aunt? How old is Xu Feng?"

Wu Liuding nodded deeply and said: "I'll just say, auntie won't like that guy."

Cuihua was silent.

Nalan Huaiyu smiled charmingly: "It's just such a thing, what do you two say? No matter what, after all, our lives and deaths in this life are the people of Wu Jiajian tomb. In any case, we will listen to you." /

Wu Liuding thought for a while, "In that case, the twenty or so people, let them find an excuse to go to Youzhou to join the army, but killing enough 100 people is the bottom line, and there is no discussion! As for the other 80 people, Just stay in this Jubei city with me and Cuihua. Whether you die or die in battle, don’t regret it in the future!"

Nalan Yujin nodded, "I know what your kid said so, it's good."

She stood up, did not leave the house immediately, but made a slight detour, walked to Wu Liuding, and touched the young man’s head, “The stinky boy is finally grown up, and my aunt is very pleased. My aunt also has some thoughts. Tell you and Cuihua, those of us who have entered the Sword Tomb of foreign surnames, people, ghosts or ghosts, after so many years, we all know how many people in the Wu Family Sword Tomb have gone mad, committed suicide, and become crazy. There are not many normal people left, and it is hard to get a hundred people. It is already the limit of the Wu family. Your ancestors of the Wu family are not selfish. The luck of the Wu family has stood firm in the past two hundred years. In the final analysis, it is the original Wu Jiajiu. The sword broke Wanqi, but now Jiuqi has become our surname Baiqi, so the twenty-something talent will be drumming in my heart. I must ask Nalan Yujin to come to you to ask for a useful standard. Believe it, otherwise, even if Xu Fengnian let them go, they would never dare to go. Who doesn’t know about the ancestors of the Wu family? We are scared from the bottom of our hearts."

Wu Liuding took a deep breath and said with firm eyes: "I am a junior, and I dare not say that my ancestors are not half a sentence, but my aunt is also relieved. For those twenty people, I will treat them as dead in the battle. It’s closed, this sentence is said in front of my aunt, even in front of the ancestors, one spit and one nail are unambiguous!"

Nalan Huaiyu gave a hum, turned and left. When she walked to the door, she turned her head and smiled and said, "Practicing swords, you can practice swords on the bed."

Wu Liuding's mouth twitched, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Cuihua.

She opened her eyes suddenly, gritted her teeth, word by word burst out of her teeth: "Want to practice sword? Please go away one hundred and eight thousand miles away!"

Wu Liuding subconsciously picked up the chopsticks and "grilled noodles" in the empty bowl.

She closed her eyes, and when he lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curled up.

Then she heard Wu Liuding say something inexplicably, "Cuihua, it's not that I can't accept that Aunt Nalan likes Xu Fengnian, but I don't want Xu Fengnian to dislike her in the end."

Cuihua didn't know what to say, so she said, "I'm listening."

Finally, Wu Liuding said something bad, "Cuihua, I said you shouldn’t be angry, but even if you are angry, I will say this time, if, I mean, if one day we are both destined to die. On the battlefield, I must die before you, because if I see you die before me, I will feel more uncomfortable than death."

Cuihua thought for a while, and said slowly: "In fact, it's nothing, because if I die first, I will wait for you on Huangquan Road and wait for you to follow me, so you don't have to be sad. But if I die first , And you die too late, I...I will be really angry."

Wu Liuding's eyes were moist, and he grasped Cuihua's hand.

Cuihua tilted her head and asked: "You want to die now?"

Wu Liuding shook his head, but this time, he did not let go.

And she didn't break away this time.

Your name is Cuihua, and my name is Liuding. Six Dading, how many catties of sauerkraut can hold! So, the two of us are the best match in the world!

Even the sword tomb figures like Nalan Yujin who are close to them do not know that the sword crown Wu Liuding and Jian Shi Cuihua were actually born in the same year, the same month and the same day, and even the time is almost the same.

But almost the entire Wu Family Sword Tomb must believe that these two people, whether they are young now or old in the future, will definitely die at the same time, the same year, the same month, and the same day.

Many years later, many years after the Great War, there was a gray-haired old man lying on a sick bed. When the lamp ran out of oil, he could not open his eyes and could only use ambiguity. "Cuihua, I want to eat sauerkraut again."

The old woman sitting on the head of the bed, holding his hand gently and leaning over to his ear, actually didn’t quite understand the content, but she just knew what he said, so she spoke softly. Said: "There is no sauerkraut in our house, but when it gets underground, I will cook it for you."

He is dead.

She is also dead.

Nothing is more affectionate in the world.

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A dusty man first rushed from the border of Nanzhao in Xishu to Qingliangshan Palace, and then rushed to Jubei City in a hurry, then had to be transferred to Qingcang City in Liuzhou, and finally went straight to get closer. In the Linyao Army Town of the Western Regions, he finally found the same fellow who was picking up cow dung with a basket on his back.

Looking at the Four Junior Brothers who are full of wind and frost and are much older than him, the young man has heard the general experience, and said with a smile: "It’s really hard for you. Let your legs become soft."

This stupid man who has walked countless wronged roads was exactly the Wudi Chenglou who escorted the Yan family sisters out of the Western Regions at the time. He looked at the senior brother Yu Groom in front of him and asked: "Why have you come to Beiliang too? ?"

The groom hesitated for a while, and he was still honest. "To be honest, I might disappoint you. I didn’t come for revenge. At that time, I went to Liaodong with Lupao'er. The ghost and goddess wanted to take a walk in the northwest. Look, I probably don’t believe in the saying that the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry Armed the World, of course, it may also be the idea of ​​a bit of disgust from the Central Plains. The targets of this bad breath are both in the Northern Mang and Northern Liang. The saying that people who are not my race must have different hearts is actually applicable to both the grassland and the Central Plains. It was an insoluble knot a thousand years ago. I guess it will be the same after a thousand years. For Beiliang, I also have it. Resentment, why think that it can only be your North Liang border army guarding the country, we are not necessarily bad."

Unexpectedly, Lou Huang, who was originally the most stubborn temperament in the same school, was not annoyed, but just nodded.

The groom smiled and asked: "Don't you scold me a few words?"

Lou Huang's urn said with an aura: "I used to scold people, but now I don’t. I met Xu Fengnian. What he said has some truth. What is our master? Why do we needless disciples like us to avenge his elders? I was laughed out of by the spirit of Master in the sky. Moreover, Xu Fengnian also said that Master just wanted to lose, not that Xu Fengnian really won. I still don’t understand it, just like what I heard from Master Li Chungang back then, I’m afraid I’m inferior. Brother your place. I can’t let go of what should be put down. I don’t know how to pick up what should be picked up. I haven’t been able to understand it all my life. In the end, I threw the sword and I didn’t have the courage to find it. Up."

Yu bridegroom was silent.

Lou Huang tugged at the corner of his mouth and said bitterly: "I carried the body of the master to Kunlun Mountain and buried it on the top of the mountain. If you have the opportunity to worship again in the future, I will show you the way."

The groom sighed: "Fourth Junior Brother, you have changed a lot."

Lou Huang did not deny, "It's not a good thing, maybe even the mind of practicing martial arts will be lost in the future. If there is one day, big brother, I hope you will be the No. 1 figure in Wudi City before."

The bridegroom Yu smiled and said: "I don't like to hear these words."

Lou Huang laughed at himself: "I was not good at speaking nice things."

The bridegroom was carrying Lou Huang with a basket on his back. The two martial arts masters walked and stopped on the grass outside Linyao Jun Town. The bridegroom did not speak, and Lou Huang was a dull gourd. The two remained silent all the way.

They should have the deepest feelings for Jianghu, as the master disciples of Wudi City Lord Wang Xianzhi.

Before Xu Fengnian was born, the Central Plains had recognized that the rivers and lakes they were in were unprecedentedly flourishing, and it was the age when Liu Songtao was riding the dust. Although their teacher Wang Xianzhi also won the first prize, they followed closely. Later, Cao Changqing, Deng Tai'a and Gu Jiantang, as well as the white-clothed monk Li Daoxin and the sick tiger Yang Taisui, were not robbed of all their glory by Wang Xianzhi, but each had its own romantic and brilliant brilliance, so Speaking of the rivers and lakes of Liyang, it has encountered a fruitful year.

But if you hold your fingers and count the martial arts masters who are leading the way, especially after the great official Cao Changqing died outside of Tai'an City, all the people in the rivers and lakes will inevitably sigh. Li Yang is only five or six. So many masters have died in the years, Jian Jiuhuang died at the head of Wudi City, Mingyin, the eleventh king in the world, died outside Xiangfan City, Wang Xianzhi, who was invincible in the world, died in Beiliang, and Han Shengxuan, the cat, died in Shenwu City. In addition, Song Nianqing died in Dongyue Jianchi, Yang Taisui died outside the Western Regions, Li Chungang, who returned to the land, died after borrowing the sword from thousands of miles, Liu Songtao, who returned to the rivers and lakes a hundred years later, died on the Guangling River, and Wudang sword idiot Wang Xiaoping died on the way to the river. , Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan both died in their Daxueping, the first fierce in southern Xinjiang Wang Tongshan died in the battlefield, the Dragon Tree monk died outside the Beimang Daedezong Tianmen, Qi Jiajie died in the summer escape at the foot of Wudang Mountain In the town, Master Liu Hao, the gatekeeper of Tai'an City, finally died outside that city, the Wudang Hongxi Elephant Soldier was reincarnated, and the father and son of Longhushan soared together...

While sighing lightly, I feel a bit grateful, because when the older generation of characters are dying, looking back, Liyang Jianghu is still a rookie of newcomers. Among them, Xu Fengnian seems to lead the group and rivals Wang Xianzhi. Tai'an City fought two people alone, and fought a thousand miles with Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Western Regions. It can be said that all the great masters of the world, the young king of the feudal clan, played it again.

Yu bridegroom stopped and shook his shoulders. He seemed to weigh the weight of the cow dung in the basket behind him. Then he turned to Lou Huang and said, "Actually, I know that among us, you think the most, teacher Among the brothers, you and I practice swords purely and do not involve anything else, so you have always compared with me. Probably in your opinion, Master is a mountain, too high, almost insurmountable, and I am that mountain. Only when you cross the hill, you are qualified to challenge the master, just like the Jianghu people of Jian Jiuhuang, as challengers, they are upright on the Wudi City. So you give up your sword and focus on swordsmanship. I don’t hesitate to walk on the kendo with a lame leg, just to be able to hold me down."

Lou Huang neither denied nor admitted.

Yu bridegroom shifted his sight, looked at the expanse of the desert and yellow sand, and said with a smile: "But I also realized one thing after I walked out of Wudi City, that is, if Master hadn't left the East China Sea, we hadn't walked out of Wudi. Cheng, then in this life, we can only live in the shadow of Master, and this happens to be the ending that Master does not want to see. Master hopes that we can achieve something for each of us. I hope that my sword will not be weaker than Li Chungang for the bridegroom. You Louhuang’s swordsmanship can be comparable to Deng Tai'a. I hope that the palace can gather the strengths of a hundred families and eventually become a great master, and I hope that Lin Ya can beat the world with his double fists in the future. The fourth brother, the teaching grace that the master gave us, he We don’t ask for anything in return. Since we are swordsmen, we must respect the three-foot sword in our hands, not be guilty because of our opponent’s invincibility, and not be suspicious because of the hardships of the sword."

Speaking of this, the bridegroom Yu smiled and asked: "Do you know which swordsman I admire most in the past hundred years?"

Lou Huang shook his head.

Yu bridegroom smiled happily: "Wang Xiaoping, Wudang sword fanatic Wang Xiaoping. In my heart, Wang Xiaoping held the Shentu to block our master’s footsteps in the battle across the river, Wang Xiaoping’s "after death" sword can be said to be handed out of the world. The voice of all swordsmen."

Lou Huang frowned, and didn't quite understand why the arrogant big brother Yu Groom was so fond of a loser's kendo.

Yu bridegroom looked fascinated and whispered: "Man can die, sword can be broken! Man and sword cannot be retired!"

Lou Huang clearly felt that when the bridegroom uttered these twelve characters, his whole body's momentum soared, just like the tide of shooting the city at the head of Wudi City, gradually rising, and finally surging, and possessing the world's most majestic power.

In the moment the bridegroom lost his energy, he recovered his calm, and said with great earnestness: "Let’s not always think of being the best in the world. To surpass our master, and all sword practitioners try to surpass Li Chungang, what would it be like to live in that life? Of course you can have this kind of thought, but it must not be unique. The obsession is too deep, and you can't see this world. Beautiful view."

Lou Huang sighed, "Jianxin is pure, I won't lose you. Jianxin is deep, I'm not as good as you."

The bridegroom Yu smiled and said: "Wrong."

Lou Huang is a little curious.

Groom Yu stretched out a finger and shook it, "It's you who are far less reasonable than me."

Lou Huang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed blankly.

The bridegroom Yu suddenly looked to the north and went all the way to the north. It was the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties, and it was a million cavalry.

The young man smiled gently, "Junior Brother, you are in your forties, when will you find a daughter-in-law?"

Lou Huang followed his gaze and looked north, rarely joking: "I'm worried too."

After the bridegroom was silent for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "It's strange that Master is willing to give the greatest kindness to us Liyangjianghu people in this life. No matter who challenges the city, his old man will be a sharpening stone for martial arts, Master. He never cares, but is happy to see the result. Only he never faked the color of Beimang River and Lake, and even looked down on Tuoba Bodhisattva back then. So I thought, I will fight Tuoba Bodhisattva one day, so called He knows one thing, my master just looks down on you Tuoba Bodhisattva, you can't be convinced!"

Lou Huang said helplessly: "So you came to the northwest to pick up cow dung?"

Yu Groom squinted his eyes and said: "Fourth Junior Brother, don't you know that the sky is high and the earth is wide, ten thousand stars are like candles, **** in such a place, even the artistic conception will be different!"

Lou Huang said with emotion: "After you left the city, you have changed a lot."

Yu bridegroom laughed.

Lou Huang laughed, "But I like it!"

The former Yu-groom was extremely talented. He was once hailed as the current Li Chungang by master Wang Xianzhi. She was suave and romantic. Who wouldn't admire the women of the rivers and lakes in Emperor Wu's city? But at that time, Yu Groom, Lou Huang was never very close.

Lou Huang still likes the guy in front of him, with a basket on his back and his vulgar language.

So Louhuang snorted coldly, "Although my kendo is not as good as you, but if you want to kill people on the battlefield, you may not be able to beat me."

Yu's bridegroom said in charge: "Then let's watch Bibi then?"

Lou Huang smiled and said: "Say it in advance, if you surrender, you will lose half of it."

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.

Lou Huang suddenly said: "After I escorted a pair of sisters into Xishu, on the way home, I accidentally ran into four people. I knew that the only one who was named was Wei Miao, the first person in Nanzhao. The middle-aged man surnamed Qi, carrying a sword box on his back, has a heavy sword spirit. There is also a pair of young men and women. The woman carries a guqin on his back, which should not be underestimated, but the young man looks unusual."

Yu Groom said softly: "I also heard that Lin Hongyuan, Ji Liu'an and Cheng Baishuang came from the Dragon Palace in South Xinjiang, plus a master of swordsman Mao Shulang. The wind and rain in the Central Plains are full of northwestern China."

Lou Huang smiled and said: "It's really lively."

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An old Taoist named Yu Xingrui in Wudang Mountain took his sword down the mountain, and his teacher Li Yufu and Xiaodao Tong Yufu sent off to the archway of "Wudang Dangxing".

And in a dilapidated ancient city that once appeared in countless nostalgic poems, there was a man in white sitting on a low wall infested with fox and rabbits. In the sunset, she looked at Luoyang City, the ancient capital of Daqin.

I miss it once, and I miss it all my life.

Behind her suddenly appeared another white dress, a tall woman.

Luoyang didn’t turn his head and whispered: “Tantai is calm, don’t be like me. And soon, the world will not talk about it in the next life, so some things will be cleared up in this life, if you like it. People, say they like it openly. If there is someone who owes you, just say sorry."

Tantai asked calmly: "Are you waiting for someone?"

Luoyang raised the jug and poured his head up and took a sip of spirits. "This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait."

Tantai hesitated calmly, and said: "In fact, the person you liked 800 years ago is no longer in the world. Why are you waiting in the world?"

Luoyang squinted his eyes and smiled intoxicatingly, "Because in this life, I suddenly found that the person I like is actually in the world. If I can, I will like him for the next 800 years."

Tantai calmly talked and stopped.

Luoyang slowly stood up, threw the hip flask to the great master of gas trainer, and said with a smile: "Liquor can be given to you, but man, I will not let it to you, no one will let it!"

Tantai Tranquility originally wanted to make a move, but at the very least, she should make a few ruthless words to protect her face, but I don't know why, in front of this domineering woman, Tantai Tranquility was unable to speak.

Luoyang looked around, as if to take a good look at this city for the last time, the ancient city that was once named after the Emperor of Qin.

She smiled and said to herself: "What Jubei City, Luoyang City is so nice. When I get outside the pass, you can change your name."

Tantai is calm and weird, "He wants to listen to you?"

Luoyang asked back: "Dare he listen?"

Tantai is calm and speechless.

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On that day, when he refused to be outside the city, Bei Mang made a desperate bet, and the 400,000 iron cavalry crushed the territory.

Xu Fengnian, wearing a feudal king's python robe, swept down the city head alone, wearing a cold sword on his waist.

Cleared in plain clothes, Jiang Ni climbed to the top of the city and placed the red sandalwood sword box heavily under the war drum. After taking a deep breath, she took the drumsticks in both hands and started beating the drums!

When the first Beiliang war drum sounded between heaven and earth.

Xu Fengnian, standing alone in front of Beimang's army outside the city, has his temples flying, and his sleeves fluttering like a fairy.

A body shaped like a meteor fell on the battlefield, just standing on the left of Xu Fengnian, the middle-aged man hung an ordinary iron sword with his hands behind his waist, and said freely: "Deng Tai A is here!"

Amidst the sound of the drum, another figure plummeted down and stood on Xu Fengnian's right hand. She just said her name aloud, "Luoyang!"

A man with a gun fell from the sky and landed heavily on the battlefield, loudly saying: "Beiliang Xuyan soldiers!"

A purple dress swept down like a rainbow, and the woman looked indifferent and said: "Huishan Daxueping, Xuanyuan Qingfeng."

Swirled down in a blood-red robe, "Xu Ying!"

A drum of war.

A series of meteors fall.

Lined up on the left and right sides of the young princes.

"Sui Valley!"

"Dongyue Jianchi Chai Qingshan!"

"Wudang Yu Xingrui!"

"Wu Liuding at the Wu Family Sword Tomb!"

"Sword Shi Cuihua."

"Xue Songguan in Western Sichuan."

"Longhushan Qixianxia!"

"Wu Emperor City to the bridegroom!"

"Landscape!"

"Longgongcheng Baishuang!"

"Southern Xinjiang Mao Shulang!"

"Nanzhao Wei Miao!"

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On the horizontal line between Beimang Cavalry and Jubei City~IndoMTL.com~ Eighteen people, 18 martial arts masters, just gathered outside Jubei City.

The rivers and lakes have not existed in thousands of years, and there will not be in the next thousands of years.

What is truly invincible in the world.

This is it.

The sound of horse hooves and drums of the Beiliang iron rider is so majestic.

Outside the Northwest Pass, in front of the army, how can the self-registration number be heard?

Jiang Ni beats the drum like thunder, and shouts angrily: "Kill!"

Peerless style is the same as that of Beiliang Princess Wu Su.

Xu Fengnian squeezed the cold knife and said silently: "Kill!"

Almost at the same time, all the masters on the front line said a killing character.

They want to resist the 400,000 cavalry with 18 men!

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