The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 339: Gun Gong Gong Gong, rolling yellow sand (6)

Xu Fengnian expressionlessly pointed to the corpse of Yelu Canglang lying in a pool of blood, "It’s not good to say that he can appear here, can speak and do things for Yeludong bed, then it doesn’t matter if Yeludong bed is real or not. To have a murderous intention to this king means that this king is not reliable at all to do business with your prince who has not succeeded or failed. []If it is the princess, what do you think?"

She bit her lip, oozing scarlet blood without knowing it.

This question of the young prince was not stupid, and the Lord Beimang was speechless.

No one in the room is a fool, and she does not want and disdain to say those words that are against her will.

Even if Yeludong Bed did have the sinister mind to kill two birds with one stone at the beginning, but compared to the faint Prince Beimang who was successfully instigated by his confidant, the former is still a more suitable business partner.

After all, this business is not simply tens of millions of gold and silver, or hundreds of official hats, or even the power of two or three million people.

It is related to the two countries of Beiliang, Beimang and Liyang.

The whole world in the true sense.

It's not the kind of heroes who are indispensable for character, power, wrist, or even aura. When mixed with it, it can only be a joke.

To observe the history, only the wolf's ambition is qualified to compete in the world!

The fact that she is sitting here now is a big joke.

Yelü Canglang's knife, and the tea-making maid's shot and stabbing.

Isn't it the ambitious young man in Yeludong Bed who is demonstrating his monstrous power on the grassland to the entire Beiliang and Xu Fengnian?

As for her, a chess piece that was played and applauded by the big shots, why is it equal to the young man surnamed Xu in front of her?

She twitched the corners of her mouth, smiling bitterly.

In the past few years, she has always believed that the Beiliang iron cavalry that caused the entire Beimang to suffer was given to this young man with both hands by Chen Zhibao. It was the condescending alms of the soldier in white.

Now she looks at this young man who talks and laughs from start to finish. The hidden thought in her heart is not as firm as before.

At this moment, a poor guy who was in a more embarrassing situation than the princess of the Tingzhong Beimang, there was some movement.

Song Yushen appeared out of nowhere next to the only Ji Xue Wei who could still stand. The latter raised his hands high, as far away as possible from the sword at his waist, to show his honest duty.

When he met the sight of the King of the Northern Liang, the young Xue Wei swallowed and trembled: "His Royal Highness asked me to give a word to the prince."

Xu Fengnian nodded.

Then the timid Xue Wei said something inexplicable, and Mr. Bailian in the pavilion tilted his head when he heard it, and smiled at the young prince. As for the others, they are all at a loss.

That sentence is indeed absurd, and it is also very depressing.

"His Royal Highness wants to ask the prince, in the prince's phoenix courtyard, are there more phoenix trees or more purple bamboos?"

Although many people are curious about Xu Fengnian, the new Liang Wang, in both the Northern Court and the Southern Dynasties of Beimang today, but the most unhelpful and nominally No. Wutongyuan is so interested, still very...boring.

Princess Beimang was not able to laugh or cry, but was more discouraged.

The reason why she became the leader of the southbound trip is because she is most familiar with Beiliang, but also because her family has high hopes for the prince, or it is considered a rare product to live in.

After speaking this sentence boldly, the young Xue Wei fought for almost the same day and night, his legs were weak and his body was weak.

Xu Fengnian was stunned, and then smiled: "You tell your prince to say that if you have a chance, this king invites him to come to Wutongyuan to count."

He felt that if he could really return to Beimang alive, he must tell all his acquaintances.

The young Xu family feudal lord, just like his father Ren Tu, was so imposing.

Deserving to be the martial arts master who is as famous as the grassland military **** Tuoba Bodhisattva, and worthy of the Northern Liang King who made the general Yang Yuanzan die in the gourd mouth with hatred!

For weak enemies, he

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The elders of the family once said to him that the biggest difference between our grassland and Liyang Central Plains is that the scholars there, as long as they are opponents in their hearts, they never show respect, but it does not prevent them from working hard when they are sent under the fence. Wagging to beg for mercy, but we prairie men are different. No matter how displaced our ancestors from generation to generation, no matter what powerful enemy we are chasing behind, we are all wolves walking for thousands of miles!

This young man of Beimang, with the blood of Chongwu in his bones, was awed and excited at the same time.

Among the most honorable Xue Weijun in the grassland, who has no relationship with the emperor's relatives and relatives, everyone's eyes are above the top, but who like me, has seen the style of this legend with his own eyes?

If it weren't for worrying about being beheaded on the spot, the young Xue Wei would want to take a few steps forward.

In the lakeside pavilion, the princess Beimang, who had already given up his heart, lit up before his eyes, unable to suppress the excitement in his words, "Master?!"

Xu Fengnian nodded and shook his head: "This king did not promise to form an alliance with your prince, but I can give him another chance, provided that he must come up with something more sincere than Yelvdong Bed."

She has bright eyes and full of confidence: "No problem! As for what I have on hand, the prince will look at it first? I believe the prince will not be disappointed."

Xu Fengnian joked: "This king is no longer'disappointed' today. You don't have to worry about the princess, let Guan Song lead you, and go to General Yang's residence to find a Jingya courtyard to stay temporarily. There are some things. It’s not something that can be said thoroughly in a few words, besides, the king also needs to weigh repeatedly with others."

She put away the dagger, stood up and put on the veil again, leaving this small pavilion that might be left in history books.

But an hour’s less than an hour’s effort is also going side by side with the seemingly gentle and gentle Song Yu.

This time the mentality of Princess Beimang Qingluan is very different.

Song Yu still doesn't have any polite greetings, and he still looks warm.

After leading a small courtyard for the princess, Song Yu turned and left.

She gently opened the door of the house, and the young timid Xue Wei was standing under the steps, about to move to the side room.

She asked suddenly: "What does your highness mean?"

Xue Wei, who was the only one still alive, hesitated for a moment. He probably regarded the princess as a friend in need from the bottom of his heart, and then replied in violation of the rules: "The princess, the subordinates don’t even know your highness. What's the deep meaning, this is not an excuse for my subordinates. To tell the truth, this trip to Beiliang, my subordinates have thought about this sentence countless times in private, but I can't figure out the mystery."

She didn't say anything, opened and closed the door.

She took off her veil, leaned back against the door of the house, and almost collapsed to the ground.

Today's matter, in the lakeside pavilion, conspiracy, layer upon layer, confusing.

After all, she was just a woman far away from the center of the Beimang court. After Yelv Canglang took the shot, she was in a state of extremely tight heartstrings, and it was not easy to be able to support this room quietly.

I don't know why, at this moment, Princess Qingluan's mind came up with faces.

First of all, the pair of grandparents.

Skinny Yeludong's dark face with sharp teeth shows as soon as he speaks.

There is also his grandfather Yelv Hongcai's ravine smiling face. The old man likes to smile at everyone. When he smiles, he will show his sparse yellow teeth.

Then there is a handsome face that she never forgets.

It was the man in white who was silent in his memory no matter where and when.

Finally, before leaving, his pale face full of excitement and vigorous fighting spirit when His Royal Highness Prince Beimang told him to be cautious.

She breathed sharply, gasping for breath.

Close your eyes in pain.

Unconsciously, she thought of the face in the pavilion by the lake in a daze.

She opened her eyes, gritted her teeth and said: "If the knife was not stabbed in the neck of the wolf, but in your eyes, it would be a relief!"

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The uneasy deputy Jiedu made Yang Shenxing bypass several cases, glanced at the dead woman who was lying on several cases, clasped his fists and lowered his head, and said gravely: "My lord, Yang Shenxing is guilty of inevitable oversight. , Willing to be punished, no complaints!"

Xu Fengnian waved his hand and smiled: “It’s not about the old general’s business. In the final analysis, she was able to enter this house at first. It was our responsibility for Liangzhou to raise eagles and brush the water. It was just two big bosses. Sister, I don’t dare to call wronged, Chu Lushan, I guess that guy with thick skin is not afraid of me cursing, so ah, I and the old general are actually the most innocent."

Yang Shenxing did not want to look up.

Yang Huchen first patrolled the western area of ​​the jurisdiction as the vice general of Jizhou, and then secretly entered Liangzhou under the spy of the Eagle House in Beiliang. At this time, the one-armed general said: "Father, what kind of person is the prince? , We know very well, your old man should stop being hypocritical."

The veteran Chunqiu, who was described by his son as "hyperistic", immediately raised his head and stared at Yang Huchen, his face full of anger.

Yang Huchen naturally avoided his edge, and quickly raised his wine glass to touch the cup of Mr. Bai Lian next to him.

In the pavilion and the corpse of Xue Wei who fell into the lake, as well as the corpse of the princess grave female deceased, were quickly dealt with by several clever maids in the nursing home, especially one of them. The seemingly delicate young maid, who does not show the mountains and dews on weekdays, looks like she would fall as soon as the wind blows, but the movement of taking away the body of the tea maid is almost as easy as taking away a few catties of silk.

Yang Shenxing sat back in his original position, turning a blind eye to it.

As for that maidservant was the spy of the Northern Liang Eagle House or the Spying House, as for a few people in this mansion besides her quietly dormant, the battlefield slaughtered the old man who had been in the sea for half his life and the elders who had been up and down for half a lifetime. Not interested, nor awkward, on the contrary, it is only natural for Jiedu to have someone like her take root in the mansion.

As soon as I entered Houmen, it was as deep as the sea.

After which high gate mansion in the world, isn't that true?

Yang Shenxing seemed to hesitate to speak.

There is no more green ant wine left, and Xu Fengnian directly started the activity of making a tea servant, which is not inferior to the previous dead woman of unknown origin.

This made Yang Huchen amazed.

When Xu Fengnian shared tea with Yang Shenxing, he smiled and said: "The old general has something to say. The two families of Xu and Yang are now allies of mutual honor and disgrace, and Mr. Bai Lian is a witness."

Yang Shenxing smiled knowingly, "Then I’ll just say it straight. Just looking at the situation today, the Prince Beimang, who has been doing nothing for so many years, is not like a guy who can support him. The supporters around him Long Zhichen, I must be in despair."

Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "I was inferior to the prince in my early years. At that time, my prince, my prince, didn't even have a sincere helper by his side."

Yang Shenxing's face is inevitably a little embarrassed.

Yang Huchen, who rarely sees his father deflating in front of outsiders, makes no secret of his gloat.

Xu Fengnian took a leisurely sip of Chunshen Lake tea and said softly: "Of course, Prince Beimang and I seem to be in similar situations, but in fact they are very different. I am too lucky."

Yang Shenxing thought about it for a while, and she knew it, and said: "It's true!"

Yang Huchen also suppressed his smile, and said sincerely: "Most people in the world have only heard of Mr. Yishan's name as a poisonous man~IndoMTL.com~Roughly regarded as an assistant to the Xu family, he is not clear about Mr. Outstanding accomplishments!"

Bai Yu also nodded slightly, raised his head and looked at the lake outside the pavilion, squinted and smiled: "Mr. Yishan, I am also fascinated."

Xu Fengnian looked at the slightly swaying fire and didn't speak.

He stood up and walked out a few steps, pulled out the golden peach skin sheath white rainbow knife from the vermilion lacquer pillar, then bent over to pick up the scabbard from the ground, and slowly put the knife into the scabbard.

He naturally thought of Tingchao Pavilion, which collected the secrets of martial arts in the world.

He said to himself in his heart.

Master, it would be great if you could live another ten years.

I will definitely fight for you to sit on that chair and change the python robe to the dragon robe.

(End of this chapter)

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