The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 85: Wang Xianzhi came to the end
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He Xinliang Chapter 85 Wang Xianzhi comes to the end
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-11-2521:06:06[Words]3225
Xiangfan City, a graceful woman wrapped in silver dress like a fur. It’s hard to imagine that it was a gloomy ghost town twenty years ago, quite like a poor widow married into a wealthy family. She suddenly changed her face without seeing anything. Shabby, only jewels.
A carriage was slowly walking in a quiet and deep narrow alley. The horse's hoof was broken, and a string of clear sounds was made on the bluestone slab. The horseman was a beautiful woman who was called an apricot flower in the Jing'an Palace. Knowing that it was Lu Gongzi’s personal servant girl, as the blind Lu Gongzi’s position in Xiangfan became more and more stable, her status also rose. She might blow the pillow and the wind. As for whether she really has a skin relationship with Lu Gongzi, God knows, who does not know that Lu Gongzi is the number one celebrity in front of the young prince in Jing'an Palace. Mouth, you must not be beaten to death by a stick. Xinghua, a dead man whose real name was Liu Lingbao, carefully rolled up the curtains, Lu Xu stepped out of the carriage, opened the door and stepped into this small courtyard of the private house. Xinghua could only wait outside the courtyard and did not dare to look at the courtyard door. In the small yard with two entrances, two Begonias were originally transplanted in the yard, but Begonias were not tolerant to the sun, and the courtyard was dimly lit, and one plant was dead. Lu Xu walked straight to the main room. Before ascending the steps, he stopped. A woman who was standing at the door was frowning. After seeing Lu Xu, she was shocked and delighted. She quickly walked down the steps and got a good sense of distance. Distance, he respectfully said softly: "I have seen Mr. Xu."
Lu Xu showed a faint smile, bowed his head slightly and arched his hands, not lacking in courtesy. Although he disliked this stunner woman of unknown origin, and never concealed it from the young prince, he really couldn't avoid dealing with her, and he still wouldn't be evil for the sake of face. There was a sound of porcelain smashing and breaking, and Lu Xu raised his head and "looked" toward the main room, frowning. Since the Great Emperor Zhenwu of Chunshen Lake stepped on the boat, King Jing'an returned to Xiangfan City in despair. He has not shown up for many days. Many important political affairs that require Zhubi's comments from the feudal lords have been delayed. Although he is the well-deserved number one think tank of the Jing'an Palace. , But the act of arrogance has always been a taboo for counsellors. The woman pursed her mouth and sighed, "I implore Mr. Lu to come in and persuade him. After the prince came back, he just drank and never had a meal."
Lu Xu nodded and walked up the steps. This woman followed closely. She was dignified but charming and looked like the princess who followed the violent death of the old Jingan King. She helped Lu Xu. Gently push the door open. In the room, Zhao Xun had a disheveled hair. He was sitting in the corner with his back against the wall. A dozen hip flasks were falling beside him. He was full of alcohol, and there was a hint of the feudal king's style. After seeing Lu Xu, he felt guilty and distressed at first, and then became angry. Shaking up the jug, the jug was empty. The young lord who had been pursuing his father in Xiangfan looked up and waited for a long time. Before a few drops of wine, he threw out the jug and smashed the only remaining porcelain bottle on the shelf. Shattered. Lu Xu’s eyes and heart are not blind. It’s not surprising that Zhao Xun’s depression is not surprising. His Royal Highness has not experienced too many twists and turns in his life. After luck, he became the new King of Jing’an. The most hated enemy violently trampled on his dignity in an almost invincible posture. Lu Xu didn't say a word of comfort. Instead, he turned around and stretched out his hand, took a new jug from the woman's hand, sat opposite Zhao Xun, and handed it to this person who only dared to hide. The young feudal lord who got up to drink his sorrows, heard the footsteps of the woman walking out of the house and the sound of closing the door, and then slowly said: "The son of Beiliang is really the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, that is a good thing."
Zhao Xun, with muddy eyes, was taken aback for a moment, and a trace of clarity was restored. Taking the hip flask, he stopped the action of raising his head to pour the wine, staring at the true backbone of Xiangfan.
Lu Xu Wenyan said plainly: "The theory of the five elements of Yin and Yang in Yin Xuegong was prevalent. Huang Sanjia asserted that the Li Yang, which occupies the fire virtues, will dominate the world. The Wudang Mountain, which honored Emperor Zhenwu, is rumored that Zhenwu came to the world eight hundred years ago and became the emperor of the Qin Dynasty. The Qin Dynasty is the water virtue, which originated in the southern border of the Northern Liang Dynasty. How can the Zhao family feel at ease. This is Qintian. Why did the prison instigate a case of white clothes in the capital in the first place? For the emperor who does not ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods, the dynasty changes and the five elements change, it is better to believe that it is not. The turmoil of Zhenwu coming to the world broke out on Chunshen Lake again. I don’t believe that the emperor can sit still. I believe that Wang Xianzhi can ignore the imperial order, but I don’t believe that Wang Xianzhi will resist the temptation to fight with Zhenwu the Great. What else is there in the world? It’s more suitable than a battle with the Jade King God who walked down from the heavens to make the final battle? The court can tolerate an already influential His Royal Highness, but it will never accept an ambitious and destiny sitting north and looking south. The Northern Liang King. How about the prince make a bet with me, will the king Xianzhi be out of town in the near future?"
Zhao Xun’s eyes flashed, and he didn’t care about Lu Xu’s disrespect to the royal family Zhao’s family. He stroked his palm and smiled: "It makes sense! If you don’t bet or bet, I’ll definitely lose!"
Lu Xu stood up, patted the dust, and said to himself: “The dignified prince has been drinking for a few days, how decent is he, I am not afraid of Lu Xu’s jokes, I am not afraid of being laughed at by women? I only heard that men like women in their hearts. I have a swollen face in front of me to show off as a hero, but I have never heard of a man pretending to be a grandson in front of a woman."
Zhao Xun smiled relievedly, still a little embarrassed. Fortunately, the blind scholar couldn't see it. Zhao Xun put down the hip flask, stood up suddenly, and straightened his messy clothes. There was a man's depressive cough with a strong voice outside the house. Zhao Xun opened the door hurriedly, without looking at the face of the dead man in the palace, directly snatching a secret letter from him that was secretly carried by the carrier pigeon to the palace of Jing'an and spread it out. Later, with red eyes and red eyes, that handsome face was distorted with excitement. He read the secret letter with a few words several times, and then he held it firmly in the palm of his hand, turned and walked quickly, hugged Lu Xu, and laughed loudly. : "Mr. Lu really does not know that the prophet will not lose the Huang Sanjia, he is out of the city! Out of the city!"
The woman standing far away in the courtyard looked secretly, and happened to see the clear face of the blind man who was doing everything right. For some reason, she intuitively told her that Mr. Lu, who was smiling calmly, was not smiling.
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The uncontested Shen Jiafang, smokes in the smoke, and dogs and chickens hear each other. The frost-white Confucian scholar in the blue shirt stepped into it, with a clear air and a calm spirit. When he was young, he must have been a beautiful man who could make many women fall in love at first sight. He stood quietly in a row at the head of the village to stop Najib. Under the lush feng shui tree, it seems to be looking for people and waiting. Huang Longshi walked out of the house and looked at each other. Huang Longshi hesitated and walked towards the elderly man in Tsing Yi, standing together at the village head, the water gurgling. The Tsing Yi scribe chuckles: "I secretly turned over the Shen family genealogy a few years ago, and your writing is still the same as when you were studying at Shangyin Academy. This time I guess you will probably appear here, so come and try your luck. "
Huang Longshi twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why are you so alarmed? The restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom is about to come, and you will be required by all kinds of things. . But since this old monster took action against the poor creature, even if you have become a saint, Cao Changqing can’t stop him. Unless Deng Tai’a returns from the East China Sea, and he is willing to join forces with you to reject the enemy. But it really annoys Wang Xianzhi. He is determined to kill whoever he wants to kill. The King of Heaven and Lao Tzu have nothing to do. Such a once-in-a-500-year monster is qualified to fight against Lu Zu. It is not acceptable if he is not convinced."
Cao Changqing smiled and asked: "If I add Luoyang, I can't save Xu Fengnian if I die?"
Huang Longshi shook his head and said: "Something went wrong over there, Song Nianqing directly sacrificed the sword of the earth immortal. I thought that his last fourteenth sword was just a celestial phenomenon. What did I think of this old boy cramping, Master Liu Hao? Seizing the opportunity, Luoyang has taken care of it this time. If you think that the kid is safe and sound, you can only hope that he will not have cramps like Song Nianqing. After the Spring God Lake, you will have some Zhenwu Great Dharma body, otherwise Wang Xianzhi Even if the original intention was just to sell the emperor of the Zhao family for a face and look out of the city, you might get itchy when you know it, so you can make a good fight. But it is easy to ask God to give it to God, not to mention that this kind of fake fairy who can't get on the table can't handle it at all. Living with Wang Xianzhi's full effort to kill, even if Wang Xianzhi let go of the horse and gave the gods, he would have to let the boy lose a layer of skin. To me, it is impossible to say who is going to death by his side, Luoyang? Xu Longxiang? Or Xu Xiao? "
Cao Changqing sighed: "How it sounds like Zhenwu's reincarnation is not a benefit."
Huang Longshi sneered: "This is a shattered business doomed to lose money. Look at that kid, who has had an easy life around him over the past 20 years? Assuming that there was a rebirth of a god, then Zhenwu eight hundred years ago The incarnation of the Emperor Qin was born at the right time. Now, let alone the Emperor Zhenwu, the three masters sitting in the Sanqing Hall went down to the earth in person. They are not assholes, because they are against the law of nature, they still have to be suppressed by the Zhao family. It's dead. Only three hundred and fourteen years later, will it..."
Cao Changqing smiled and asked: "What will happen?"
Huang Longshi sneered: "You will know if you live another three to four hundred years~ IndoMTL.com~ Cao Changqing smiled casually: "No matter what happens for hundreds of years behind, living in the world, many things at the moment, don’t you know how to do it. Do your best under the premise of, then in the end, you still have a clear conscience. "
Huang Longshi asked others questions for the first time: "Where is that girl who is optimistic about Li Chungang?"
Cao Changqing joked: "You can't even count?"
Huang Longshi said indifferently: "There are too many people I can't tell."
Cao Changqing said with emotion: "Shenwu city kills cats, and the princess and I are watching the battle. If there is no sword to Wudi city, there will be another sword from the sky."
Huang Longshi: "We, but they are all the village dialects of the old Huai. As for the rivers and lakes, it is only a reflection of the glory."
Cao Changqing laughed and laughed.
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A burly old man with a snow-haired head does not take a flat post road, but chooses those inaccessible deep mountains and old forests alone, all in a flash.
approaching the city, only slightly slowed down his speed, still far surpassing the horse galloping.
The old man in hemp shoes and Mai came out of the city from the East China Sea to the west, stopping for the first time.
A beautiful young woman folded her hands on the hilt of an ancient sword inserted into the ground.
blocked the way of Emperor Wudi City Wang Xianzhi.
She only has one big cool dragonfinch.
is facing the world's number one man who dominates the rivers and lakes.