The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 67: The temple is not in chaos and the rivers and lakes are in chaos
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He Xinliang Chapter 67 The temple is not in chaos.
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-11-0223:19:53[Word count]3192
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A strange traveler appeared on the post road. The eight people carried a seat that looked like a bed, not a bed, or a couch, not a couch, similar to the eight bars of the old Southern Tang imperial family, with a spacious veil on top. In the tent, it is vaguely visible that there is a woman in the flat-shouldered gauze tent, a graceful figure who is extremely seductive only by her figure. There is a beautiful courtesy officer in green clothes holding an ivory white wat in front of her. It is indeed a bag of golden silk fish made in the old Southern Tang Dynasty. It seems to be walking slowly, but it is sliding. It is quite swift. The eight servants are extremely burly, walking like flying, and they are bare-chested and bare-backed in the winter. The contrast of the young and tender green and green courtesy officer is even more eye-catching. A middle-aged swordsman next to Eight Gangyu has a black gauze with his feet up and his head, and Qiu Lan Zhimao can almost hang a horn bow. On the official post roads, most of them are high-ranking officials and nobles. If they are in the martial arts, that would be great. Nowadays, the so-called separatism of warriors in the rivers and lakes is compared with the impunity of martial arts in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is called three feet of blood splattered by the powerful and powerful. Even if the first-class sect of the Jianghu with the same surname as the emperor, Longhushan, Yuyiqing is in the wild, the prime minister is in the dynasty, and the north and the south are echoed. And arrogant.
This pedestrian is so independent, and there are many side eyes on the post road. Among them are a pair of young rangers who have recently met and walked with each other. Avoiding, with a look of envy, he whispered to his companions around him: "Look, it must be the same as us, who went to Kuaixue Mountain Villa to participate in the martial arts conference. If they did not guess wrong, they should be the premier dragon palace in the old Nantang. They dared to put on such an arrogant battle when they were traveling. There was no way. The lord of the Dragon Palace was the nurse of King Yanchi's young concubine. He was backed by the most powerful princes in the dynasty, not to mention the prefects of the prefecture. , It is the Lord Jiedushi who is in charge of the tiger charms on the Southern Tang Road. He will not say much when he sees it. I heard that there is a talented woman in the Dragon Palace generation. Hey, if you accidentally look at me, I will be Huang Yun. Life is worth it. Not to mention her, it would be a good thing to replace it with any fairy in the Dragon Palace."
Huang Yun’s companion is a young but white-headed unknown boy. Huang Yun is not generous. He hasn’t gotten any money to make a living this year, and his life is extremely poor. He met this young man who drank alone in a small town. After having a drink, the chat was still speculative. The man who claimed to be Xu Qi might be a fledgling chick. Hearing that Kuaixue Mountain Villa was going to hold a martial arts conference, he begged his senior Huang Yun to bring him along. Huang Yun was on the way. I have no worries about eating and drinking, and I have been fortunate to stay in the headache room of the luxury inn several times. I look at Xu Qi differently, or rather at Xu Qi’s pockets. In my heart, I still regard this lavish buddy as a fool, Huang Yun. Yele was able to set himself up as an old river and lake, showing him some hearsay stories about the river and lakes. At this time, I saw that Xu Qi didn't know what to say after hearing the two statements of Dragon Palace and King Yanchi. It also confirmed the view that this kid was born with a new calf. He raised his head and took a sip, wiped his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Dragon Palace hasn't heard of it. That old man has to tell you well, let's Liyang Wulin, not to mention the two Zen temples of Wujiajianzhong and Longhushan. The high gate of the wealthy family who was born and joined the world at will, too far away from the rivers and lakes, really can be called the first-class martial arts martial arts, but also the East Yue Jianchi, Xuanyuan family's Guniu Dagang, Yanbao on the border of Jizhou, West The Spring Tie Cottage in Shu, followed by eight or nine sects including Dragon Palace, and Kuaixue Mountain Villa is also enough to rank among them. As for the third-rate sect gangs, most of them can play the role of eloquent words within a state, say yes. Third-rate, not very good-sounding, but can’t be underestimated. Usually one or two little masters will make Dinghai Shenzhen. Fourth-rate and end-rate, needless to say, dude, I was highly regarded by a big man in Chengxinlou, one of the top in the county, see me He has a solid foundation, and he was expected to become a direct disciple, but it was a pity that he robbed him of a full-fledged Ya Nei who was about to practice martial arts. That **** was a real martial artist, he was a scumbag who did not shit, except for a few evils. Sisters and sisters, it’s really hateful not to show up in gangs a few times throughout the year."
The young girl who just entered the rivers and lakes by his side was really angry, as if he was about to hug Huang Qiu, which made Huang Qiu's face a dark smile, the truth is true, and Chengxin Tower is naturally famous in the rivers and lakes. Sect, but that person is not Huang Yun. It’s just that he heard from the people in the city chatting after dinner and that the young Toshihiko who had been sacked ended in a bleak end. He only said a few angry words, and was instructed by a group of gangs to obey him that day. When I interrupted my hands and feet, I was thrown on the roadside like a dead dog in such severe winter time. Xu Qi, or Xu Fengnian raised his eyes, and the Eight-Gang Yu was walking away like a flying bird. After Xu Fengnian left the Shangyin Academy, he did not accompany Wang Jijiu. However, there is Yuan Zuozong in the light and Chu Lushan in the dark. There should be no mistakes. If there is no accident, this is probably the last time he has a leisurely stroll. Xu Fengnian wants one. When he returned to Beiliang, he didn't even pick up the dead Shiwu, which made the young man very melancholy when he parted. According to Huang Yun, the rivers and lakes are finally annoyed at the moment, and they are no longer lifeless. This is because the first-class martial arts led by the transcendent Dongyue Jianchi, and the Xishu Spring Tie Caotang echoed, let Kuaixue Villa be the host, and plan to choose one. The person who served the public, sat on the throne of the martial arts leader that had been suspended for decades, the magic sect returned to the world, the disciples and grandchildren emerged one after another, and the crazy monk traveled eastward, which has begun to make the whole river and lake gradually show signs of magnificence. Xu Fengnian didn’t look at the ripples on the water. He wondered if Dongyue Jianchi and Chuntie Caotang were instructed by the imperial court. He wanted to imitate Beimang and began to rectify the forces of the rivers and lakes. Dongyue Jianchi had been the imperial court’s dogstick for years. Anyone who is not convinced will knock him. After Chen Zhibao entered Shu, Chuntie Caotang's eyebrows were not concealed. Now Chen Zhibao is the official book of the Ministry of War. Two years later, the king is just around the corner, and it is reasonable to be ready to move.
When Xu Fengnian wandered thousands of miles away, the dragon palace ceremonial officer who was in charge of the temple turned back and walked face to face, with light footsteps and no traces on the ground. If he fell in the eyes of ordinary people, he would have to be fearful and walk the rivers and lakes. Old monks and old nuns have always been able to provoke them without provokes them, and then there is such an outstanding appearance as the green and green women in front of them, since they dare to enter the rivers and lakes, especially those single-handed female knights, they will definitely have strange martial arts. . The graceful and moving woman held the plain white elephant wat in both hands, bent down and bowed to Xu Fengnian. It was not like a sage woman who gave a blessing. It really fits her ceremonial attire. She looks like courtiers and sees each other. Looking at Xu Fengnian riding a horse, his voice is pleasing to the ear: "My lady asks the son to go to the public for a comment."
Huang Yun opened his mouth in surprise, jealous, and suddenly felt a little gloomy. Jiang Hu Erlang, who has no family background, enters the Zhu Hao sect and embraces beautiful people, and has countless secrets in hand. Most of them are not ashamed, but regarded as a great and beautiful thing, drunk sword Zhao Hongdan entered Zuucai Shiji , Like a rootless duckweed planted in a fertile field, kendo practice is a great example. Xu Fengnian didn't hesitate, got off his horse, and walked with the horse. Huang Yun wanted to get a chicken and dog ascend to the sky like a wine. Unexpectedly, the Qingli official stepped rampant and shook his head. This made Huang Yun, who was able to dismount, wished to dig a hole and drill down. Fortunately, Xu Qi, who stepped on the shit, didn't turn his head, and the green and pleasant lady didn't ridicule, turned and led the way.
Ba Gang Yu stopped quietly by the roadside, the green ceremonial officer squatted in front of Yu, stretched out a hand, raised her eyes to indicate that Xu Fengnian’s feet were on top of her bare hands, she would put her palms on her feet and help him enter the account, Xu Fengnian smiled and shook her head , Just handed the reins of the horses to her and asked: "The soles of the shoes are a bit dirty, and it stains your lady's account. Doesn't it matter?"
The beautiful and courteous officer holding a horse in one hand and a wat in another hand smiled gently, "It's okay, after the son has entered the account, the slave and maid will help you take off your boots."
, the bearded man frowned, holding a horizontal knife in his hand, and staring at Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian faces the gauze tent holding a fist and said: "Xu Qi disturbed the fairy."
Then point your toes and slip into the gauze tent. The woman is just a middle-aged woman, in her thirties, with a dignified face, but even if she sits on her knees, she can vaguely see her legs are slender and her kneeling position is squeezed. The side of the rounded hip petals that press out is even more attractive. Only the old flower expert veteran will know the unique beauty of a woman's body. Seeing Xu Fengnian entering the account, the woman smiled elegantly and quietly added a spice to a bean celadon enamel furnace with a plump glaze as fat as jade. Xu Fengnian did not bother the courtesy officer to take off his boots, so he took off his boots by herself. , The official of ceremonies has put away the white wat, and handed Xu Fengnian's mount to the beard-bearded guy~IndoMTL.com~ and took the boots of the strange man with both hands, but she didn't see the slightest strangeness on her pretty face. The incense burner was slightly drunk, and it was originally the use of lavender to avoid filth. Xu Fengnian took off the hook, and the gauze tent was hanging down. She sat cross-legged with the dragon palace fairy. She did not speak. From the corner of Xu Fengnian's eyes, the censer was full of ancient meaning, but it was not strange. Here, there are pictures of swordsmanship painted on the porcelain surface of the incense burner. Under the incense mist, the porcelain surface flows like a lake, like a lifelike picture of a swordman walking a sword. This incense burner is vaguely a superior sword book, Xu Feng’s annual meeting With a smile of heart, the rivers and lakes say that the Dragon Palace is full of treasures, rich and invincible. It was once a big moth in the old Nantang, and it really didn't wrong people.
I don’t know if the woman who is already a woman smiled and asked: "The son also practices sword?"
Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "I have practiced. I wonder why the fairy asked Xu to take advantage of the Yu?"
The woman stared at Xu Fengnian, and said flatly: "Does the son know that the first ancestor of the Dragon Palace left a saying?"
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The woman didn’t mind, and said: “Painting skin is hard to draw bones, knowing the face and not knowing the heart. The Dragon Palace of Benzong has always been famous for painting tigers and dragons, and is good at seeing people and roots.”
Xu Fengnian said nonsense: "When I was young, the fortune-teller said that I will either be a hero or hack to death by the hero. I guess the roots are good. You can see the fairy from such a distance? The fairy dragon palace, you really have a fairy. I'm good at home!"
The woman obviously doesn't eat the fireworks in the world, and she doesn't adapt to such crude words. She doesn't know how to deal with it. She removes the fragrant mist for a while, and drops the needles.
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