The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 33: Duck head green

Chapter 33 Duck Head Green

Update time: 2013-04-07

Xu Fengnian wanted to tell the ignorant young people who had just entered the rivers and lakes that those heroes who walked around with swords in white clothes would also have to worry about three meals a day. Those pretty women who don't seem to eat the fireworks in the world will have this kind of little belly chicken intestines. Those princes who flaunted their might, also had the suffocation of knocking out their teeth and swallowing blood into their stomachs. It’s just that, in the end, it’s a good thing. Xu Fengnian bent over and touched the soft mane of the brown horse sitting down. His own father, who had utterly scorned his daughter-in-law as soon as they met, was not unexpectedly beaten up, but what surprised the world is that this name is Liaodong. The young military soldier who was born in the army, escaped from death one after another, step by step to the top of the temple, except for an armor that was no different from an ordinary general, but also put on the blue satin python robe that no one knew about in the dynasty. However, in the eyes of His Royal Highness, King of the Northern Liang, Great Pillar Kingdom, and General, these awesome titles are probably due to the darkness under the lights, and they rarely think deeply. The most memorable thing is that Xu Xiao sews year after year. Making cloth shoes, Xu Xiao was boring when he was a teenager, but now he still thinks Xu Xiao is boring.

boring and boring, people slaughtered Xu Xiao a lot of words, Zhao Changling died, so many old brothers who lived but did not die together died, never married the princess again, married their children, studied abroad, traveled far away Who can he talk to when he travels far?

Elder Xu Feng exhaled, and suddenly realized that he was also quite boring, at least this trip to the north. His Royal Highness didn't think of Mu Jian Wenhua's mantra for no reason, and he was very melancholy at the moment.

The Yulong Gang arrived near Yanhuiguan without incident, and Xu Fengnian returned to the north. The reason why he did not leave the city and went to the hinterland of Longyaozhou was because he was afraid of being spotted by the old fox and refused to accept it. Chun Nong and Qiu Shui have already aroused life's suspicion. Xu Fengnian didn’t want to be involved in such trivial matters anymore. The parting from the Ichthyosaur Gang was neither sad nor overjoyed. It was as plain as the water, and the Ichthyosaur Gang did not dare to enter the city. Overnight on a loess high slope, it feels uncomfortable to take the sky as the bed and the ground as the bed. That is to say, if you become famous, you will have to talk about it in the future. Few people are willing to suffer this bitterness at the moment.

The Yulong Gang had no suspense, only the young man sent Xu Fengnian off. The setting sun went down, and Xu Fengnian stopped and laughed: "Teaching you the formula of boxing is not a magical method. It depends on dripping water and stone. Fitness. As for the three-jin sword skill, you may not be able to make a shot in your life. If you know that the swordsman who created this sword is an old blacksmith who lacks front teeth, you will definitely be very disappointed. His name is Huang. , Xishu people, this life is impoverished and has no daughter-in-law or apprentice. I will accept you as an apprentice for Lao Huang. You are both stupid. The stupid master does not think that apprentices are not clever. All of them are foxes who want to be fine, I am one, and sincere people have become rare, you are one. So don't learn from me. If I can't return to Beiliang, his swordsmanship will leave a trick."

After Xu Fengnian got on the horse, he rode one spring thunder one by one and rushed to Beimang.

Wang Dashi stopped and looked far away, until Young Master Xu disappeared, he clenched his fists, inflated himself, and warned him not to be lazy. When she turned around and saw Liu Nirong standing not far away, the courage she had gathered up was gone. The young man was left uneasy. Liu Nirong laughed and walked back to the hillside together. No matter how slow Wang Dashi was, she could see her and Mr. Xu. In the tense relationship between the swords, he cautiously said: "Master Xu is really a good person."

Liu Nirong said softly: "Of course he is a good person for you, I don't deny it."

Wang Dashi blushed, the boy was honest and awkward, and he didn't know where to start.

Xu Fengnian rides toward the north, sits on a horseback, and uses the basic mantra of Taoism to make one breath and six exhales. It is seamless with the undulating horseback, blowing to dispel heat and meditation, exhaling the eight winds, and breathing. Qinglian, hushing to raise dragons and tigers, constantly assisted by knocking teeth to gold and jade, reverberating in the brain, the body's qi practice makes perfect, and over time it will be like the body of a bear and a bird stretched out. The most obvious is the formation of a layer that envelops the heart. The descriptions of different Taoist sects have their own deviations. Some say it is the golden core that made the real soul, or the heart planted the longevity lotus. Xu Fengnian has been able to clearly feel the presence around the heart in the body. The six qi machines happily revolve, like a dragon-bited bead, giving a strong heart protection, but Xu Fengnian is still far from reaching the realm of inward vision of out of the orifice, but in the process of constantly absorbing the rhubarb garden, he has a sense of grounding Qi through the sky. This kind of ignorant rudimentary feeling, although there is still a layer of window paper from the Vajra state that has not been broken, but Xu Fengnian is confident that this Vajra state is more similar to the heavenly appearance of the white-clothed monks of the two Zen temples, and is different from the ordinary top martial arts, otherwise he would have died long ago. After the girl’s hand knife was assassinated, the Rhubarb court mysteriously went through three cleansings. In short, before the heart was exhausted, even if the limbs were broken, it would seriously affect the combat power. This is more valuable than the priceless silk on her body. Soft can be too much benefit.

Therefore, the realm of the Three Religious Saints is much easier to approach the land immortals than the rivers and lakes dragon pythons who prove the way by force, but the realm is high, which does not mean that the killer will be strong when the hand is broken. But in the end, I still pay more attention to the six ways of low eyebrows and compassion. This is also the painstaking effort of the Beimang Wu commentary, the national teacher Qilin Zhenren, and the presiding officer of the Liangchan Temple, independent of the Wuping. The peerless Confucian general, known as the wonderful work that allowed the world to kill and teach the dragons and snakes to rise from the land. He was the number one outlier among the thousands of scholars in the two dynasties of Liyang and Beimang. As his realm climbed, Xu Fengnian's perception of the sky and the earth skyrocketed. When I look back and think about the meeting on Jiangnan Road, the more I can feel Cao Guanzi's hiddenness at that time.

Without the ichthyosaur gang, Xu Fengnian needs to take care of it. Xu Fengnian, who is single-handedly, has a scorching sun during the day, and wears the stars and the moon at night. He will reach the hinterland of Longyao Prefecture in half a decade. One day's trip can enter the Flying Fox City. Xu Fengnian's mount is on average. Inferior horse, already exhausted enough, Xu Fengnian is so dusty and dusty, he has become a sloppy man with rough edges. In fact, he doesn't need that rooting mask. No one recognizes that this sword-riding ranger is the son of Yushu Linfeng, Da Mo. The yellow sand is scorching and the heat is rising on the road. Xu Fengnian slows down his horse speed. He really recalls the flowing water of the misty and rainy bridge in the south of the Yangtze River. The girl from the rural village also has a natural moisture. If he is thirsty, he will go to the stream. Bending over to drink water, in this desolate wasteland, **** pee and putting water all feel distressed and pity, it seems that I have lost a few taels of silver.

The lonely Xu Fengnian picked up the water sac from his horseback and drank the last sip of water that became hot on his own. He grinned and smiled. It is also good for a hundred miles to be uninhabited. It is good to raise a sword and control a sword. Sword It doesn’t matter if the air is rolling on the dragon wall, you can be unscrupulous. There are countless scorpion and poisonous insects on this vast land. Once you find it, you can try to kill it with a jerky flying sword. Eight out of ten times, the angle deviation leads to a miss. In the middle of the world, it is mostly due to poor energy and weak strength, but there are also rare cases of accidental hits and collisions, which can make our princes laugh up to the sky like a madman. That’s right, not a complete madman. , Who will bring twelve flying swords to Beimang?

In the lonely world, His Majesty, who is boring and unable to talk to others, has no worries and no support, so he truly has no distractions. While tempering the Rhubarb Court, he reads the knife and selects the obscure running chart to get rid of his anger. Traveling through the pass, the cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds.

That layer of window paper is getting thinner and thinner. Xu Fengnian was not in a hurry. The hungry and thin mount was already lazy, with his head drooping, his horse's hoof was heavy and stagnant, and he refused to move forward. There was a weak horse's nose. Xu Fengyoung pinched the horse's belly lightly, leaning over and feeling the yellow pieces. Sha’s dry mane said with a chuckle: "Most of the water in the water sacs on this road has been in your mouth. Don’t play coquettishly with me. Walk a few more miles. I have already seen the smoke. Maybe it’s just an inn, my good brother, I won’t be able to treat you badly then."

Although it is true that people can be seen, but Wangshan is running to death, Xu Fengnian knows that this inferior horse is at the end of the crossbow, so he turned over and dismounted, let go of the horse's rein, and let it follow behind. With a heavy burden, this skinny lazy guy finally eased his breath, and immediately stepped on a brisk pace, not forgetting to rub the lord with the horse’s neck. Xu Fengnian looked at this guy’s Sahuan, unable to cry or laugh, his feet were weak, and he fell down. Not stupid. One person and one horse walked slowly to the place where the smoke rises. Xu Fengnian looked around and was taken aback. This inn was actually quite large, with the skeleton of a quadrangle courtyard, and the main building had three floors. If it was full, it could squeeze out hundreds of detainees. In addition to five or six carriages, there is a simple stable outside the inn. There are more than 30 horses parked. Most of them are shiny, tall and strong, and you can hear the arrogance in the neigh of several horses, which is enough to make His Royal Highness feel filthy. Outside the inn, a famous dark shop Xiaoer squatted and dozed off on a dry tree pier. There was a spring well exuding clear water at his feet. There is such a well in the desert that can make travelers' voices feverish. It is more comfortable than having a pretty lady rolling in bed at night. People are greedy and envious.

Xu Fengnian saw the shop's second child sleeping soundly, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and a smile full of meaning. Men understand, and I don't know if he is thinking of a beautiful woman who once passed the inn, in the yellow sand where the birds don’t shit, Xu Fengnian didn’t wake up, and he walked over gently, shook the hot wooden mechanism, pulled up a bucket, took a sip from the spoon, and was about to give it to his brother. The thin horse washed the nose of the horse. The black-skinned and muscular shop Xiaoer suddenly felt startled. He saw this guy stealing water, jumping off the tree stump, and kicking without a word. Xu Fengnian was not surprised or angry, his face was calm, and his abdomen was calm. Shrinking, sucking and sticking the fierce kick that made ordinary men lie down in the first half of the year. Seeing that the young shopkeeper's face is arrogant and unable to withdraw, he is about to turn around and give him a kick. Xu Fengnian quickly smiled and said: "I didn't mean to drink for nothing. For this water, my brother calculates the money according to the market. I want to live in a store, can I help arrange it?"

People rely on clothing, Buddhas rely on gold, and the immobile shop Xiaoer will not lose people. He is still aggressive, glaring and cursing: "If I woke up, wouldn't this water be drunk for nothing? I live in an egg shop. , Look at you like this beast. It’s a weird thing if you have money in your pocket! If you don’t get out, Lao Tzu will have to resort to his unique skills, and then he will live and die!"

Xu Fengnian looked helpless~IndoMTL.com~ was about to retreat a few steps and calm down, but unexpectedly, a middle-aged woman with her hands on the waist of the bucket appeared at the entrance of the inn, with heavy rouge smeared on her cheeks, which condensed into lumps. She apparently didn’t know any makeup techniques, she was very eye-catching, she shouted like a lion roar: "Qin Wuzuo, your three-legged cat kung fu is still fascinating, and the inn’s wealth is cut off, the old lady has made you a son and a grandson!"

There was a dark guy with a rather uncommon name who was silent, squeezed out a smiling face, glanced at Xu Fengnian, his eyes were still not friendly, he pulled his feet back, and snorted coldly: "You guys are lucky."

"Soldier Qin Wu, carefully scrub the son's Baoju, feed the finest horse grass, dare to be careful, and the old lady will cut you to death!"

The domineering woman with makeup on her face similar to her "small waist" facing Xu Fengnian, the smiling face must be more enthusiastic and sincere. Living, the price is fair, and the children are not deceived. In Longyaozhou, this area is a famous golden sign. As long as the son has lived once, he will know our kindness."

Xu Fengnian took a picture of the thin horse who was at last suffering and walked alone into the quite spacious courtyard. Only after entering the door, he noticed the eyes projected from all directions, similar to Xu Fengnian who killed the eighteenth generation of their ancestors. In comparison, Xiaoer from the shop seemed very affectionate. The woman in the bucket with snake waist smiled and explained softly: "Don’t worry, these wild men have not tasted the taste of women for ten and a half months, and everyone who sees them eats like this. With human eyes, our Duck Head Green Inn serves a total of 16 girls. Those with the highest price will get the Spring Festival. These poor ghosts are afraid of heroes with more money than them."

Xu Fengnian laughed dumbly, dare to enter the kiln?