On the day of the palace change, several families in Dunhuang were happy and some were sad. The Mao and Lu clans were wiped out in an instant. In the northeastern part of the city, the rich and powerful gathered together. Many families that could shake the city with a stomp were considered neighbors. Maybe through a wall, you can see the scene of ransacking the house next door.
The Mao family mansion is sandwiched between the Yuwen and Duanmu families. The young descendants of the latter two are watching the excitement from the top floors of their respective high-rise buildings. Unnecessary old eunuchs led a large number of Jinwu guards into Mao's house. Adult men were hacked to death regardless of whether they resisted or surrendered. The reckless martial arts forest was easily intercepted and killed. Occasionally, a few people, relying on their rough skin and thick flesh and high martial arts skills, climbed over the high wall and landed on the ground. On the wall, they were shot into hedgehogs by rows of bows and crossbows. Several Toshihiko Maos, who were regarded as thorns in the eyes of the youths of the two ethnic groups, were also quite stubborn. They also drew their knives, but they couldn't withstand the tide of attack, and they were all strangled on the spot. The Mao family with 500 cavalry was originally one of the best in Dunhuang City, and even the handymen and servants walked without looking at the ground. At this time, most of the deaths are miserable, how can we not let the men of the two races who are watching the excitement from the sidelines feel relieved. Some men who only dare to secretly covet the daughters of the Mao family and covet the daughter-in-law of the Mao family feel a little regretful. It would be a wonderful thing for these high-spirited beauties to be sent to military prostitutes. They don't mind smashing them overnight Dozens of hundreds of taels of silver.
Influenced by the gentry in the Central Plains, the rich clans in Dunhuang City often set up private school buildings. The Yuwen family may have brought a text, and they paid special attention to family private schools. Reckless, picking a martial artist with some skills is as easy as picking rotten cabbage, but picking a scholar with real talents is like looking for a three-legged toad. The head of the Yuwen family is a scholar who has read a lot of scriptures. The Wenhui Building, a private school, has a collection of 80,000 volumes. The side that carved Tianhuangshi called himself 80,000 old man.
Today, Yu Wenliang personally led nearly a hundred military strategists to the "King's Side" outside the Juxian Palace. When he came back, he was rewarded according to his merits, and at the same time, he asked the steward to lead a group of confidants to walk a secret road connected by the three clans. Find a few women who married into the Mao family, prevent them from being affected by the fish in the pond, and then seal and destroy the secret road. The reason why they saved them in the chaos was not because of Yu Wenliang's compassion, but because he wanted to take over the Mao family in the future. The property depends on these shrewd women who are familiar with the Mao family. In fact, they did not have good intentions when they got married. The shrews, daughters-in-law and even grand-daughters-in-law of the powerful natal family treat each other with courtesy, often sternly reprimanding their own children and grandchildren in front of them, but after today is over, let's see if they still dare to dictate to their husbands, and if they dare not allow them to pay their respects. The concubine takes a side room! At this moment, he might already be kneeling on the ground sobbing and begging for mercy.
Yu Wenliang sat on the small couch facing the window on the attic on the top floor of Wenhui Building, sipped tea slowly, looked at the earth-shaking Mao family mansion with a smile, and was in a good mood. He was different from Mao Rou, who was addicted to drinking tea. The big coffee table is equipped with twelve pieces of tea sets including a tea furnace, tea mill, tea grinder, and soup bottle. It is commonly known as Mr. Twelve. Yu Wenliang drinks tea and never asks maids to do it. He cooks tea alone and drinks it alone. In the words of this 80,000-year-old old man, tea is like a woman. Only when you have fun alone can you enjoy yourself to the full. It was Duanmu Qingsheng, the head of the Duanmu family. The younger one was Yu Wenlin, the eldest son of Yuwen Liang. A middle-aged man who was more or less similar walked into the tea room, took off his heavy coir raincoat and hung it on the corner of the screen. The rainstorm outside was as heavy as soybeans, and the coir raincoat kept dripping. Yu Wenlin squinted his eyes after seeing it, but then raised a With a warm smile that made people feel good, he put on his shoes to greet him on the bed, and called Brother Chongyang. The latter waved his hand, sat down on the side of the bed with a big grin, took a tea towel to wipe his cheeks, Yu Wenliang laughed comfortably, Said: "Duanmu Chongyang, you rascal, the whole room's elegance has been washed away by your vulgarity, bad luck, bad luck!"
"Uncle Yuwen, if you are so ruthless, be careful that I will harm your granddaughter. She is so pretty and fits my taste." The man laughed and drank a cup of tea, which quenched his thirst.
This man named Duanmu Chongyang is the second son of the Duanmu family. His status is comparable to that of Yu Wenlin, but his temperament is completely opposite. With less gray hair, Duanmu Chongyang is a well-known swordsman on the border between the two states. He often went to kill horse thieves to play, and even became sworn brothers with the leader of a group of horse thieves. If his family didn't stop him, he would almost kill himself The younger sister was lured out to be the wife of a horse thief. Duanmu Chongyang was also the only man who dared to teach the Mao family a lesson when the Mao family was in full swing. The playmates of childhood sweethearts, but they have been alienated intentionally or unintentionally from Yu Wenlin these years. When they were teenagers, these two leading sons and sisters in Dunhuang City liked to follow Mao Chong's buttocks. It's a pity that Mao Chong died early. Guan died unexpectedly, in the Caiji Buddhist Cave, and it has not been found out whether it was a vendetta or a love killing.
Duanmu Qingsheng endured it for a long time, seeing that the eldest son still had a cynical face, he finally couldn't help but angrily said: "What are you doing in Mao's mansion? That widow Mao Chong has taken your soul away? A broken shoe, you are not ashamed ? If two major events are broken, how can you pay for it!"
Yu Wenlin narrowed his eyes again, sipping tea with his head down. Yu Wenliang kept smiling and remained silent, Duanmu Chongyang raised his eyebrows, and confronted his own father and said, "What's the big deal? It's a big deal for our two families to hide behind our master's back and calculate benefits? Are you afraid of being jealous by that little lady Yanzhi? Let me tell you, we shouldn't rely on our escorts to carve up the territory of the Maolu family and Tao Yong this time. We really think it's our escorts? Isn't it the master who set up a game long ago, waiting for those few days? An old fox voluntarily jumped into the fire pit, besides, I really care about it, the young man who blocked the gate of the city with one man and one sword contributed the most. I didn't hear how he clamored for a reward. That's enough, why don't you see him grabbing the leader of the Jinwu Guard Dangdang? Hey, this is someone who deliberately showed us to sing the double reed, and beat us so that we don't get too far. Dad, if you don't go to Mao's house to make a fuss, leave it to this I want to see if the meat you put in your mouth will spoil your stomach."
Duanmu Qingsheng made a gesture to pick up the Dongyue celadon cup that resembled jade and ice, and smashed this nonsense son. Yu Wenliang hurriedly stopped him, took his in-law's arm, and joked: "Don't throw it, don't throw it, this kid is not afraid of pain!" , I feel sorry for the cup."
Duanmuqing yelled angrily: "Brother Yuwen, listen to what this bastard said, what do you mean by being a dog? Do you think I am a dog?"
Yu Wenlin was holding an exquisite tea broom, bent over and bowed his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, squinting his eyes and sneering.
When Duanmuqing's anger subsided, Yu Wenliang looked at the scene where the porcelain was blue and the tea color was green, he stroked his beard and said with a calm smile: "In fact, what Chongyang said is not unreasonable. You and my family are shady pawns in Beiliang, and fortune and fortune depend on each other. You really don’t have to worry about that little girl with a weird background who treats us badly. You can eat less in the open, and take more in secret. , It’s convenient for Juxian Palace to appease people’s hearts. To put it bluntly, don’t think the word dog is ugly. Our two families are running dogs raised by others. Work hard, it's finally time to eat, eat more or less, it depends on the face and mood of the master."
Duanmu Qingsheng was full of anger. He was a rough man with a gun and a club. He couldn't speak in a polite manner. He couldn't think of any words to refute, so he could only sulk, but Duanmu Chongyang laughed loudly, "Uncle's words are really incisive."
Yu Wenliang smiled and said: "Then set the tone like this, eat less and eat more, take your time? In-laws, why don't you and I spit out a few pieces of meat first?"
Duanmu Qingsheng hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to catch a glimpse of the bastard who was making jokes all over the city and slipped a teacup into his sleeve. you."
After absent-mindedly drinking tea, Duanmu Qingsheng almost dragged his son out of the tea room and study building. Yu Wenlin was about to speak when Duanmu Chongyang, who was not doing anything right, trotted in and took away the coir raincoat hanging on the screen with a smile.
Yu Wenliang waited until the sound of footsteps went away, and then he took a look at the incomplete tea set that was missing a young gentleman on the coffee table. The whole set was scrapped, and he sighed softly.
Yu Wenliang was no longer interested in drinking tea, he just felt bored, looked out the window at the rain curtain, and asked, "Do you know that that trash named Xu Pu is the new dignitary who will become popular in Dunhuang City in the future?"
Yuwen Linpi smiled and said: "I already know."
Yu Wenliang asked: "Now that you know who you are, do you ever know how to get along?"
Yu Wenlin's face was gloomy and he said: "The big deal is to remarry that shameless bitch. Duanmu Zhongqiu is a waste who can only read dead books and play with literary talents. A couple of dogs and men are annoyed when they look at it. Everything will be fine if they break up. I heard that Duanmu Zhongqiu Xin fell in love with a prostitute and wanted to take a concubine, so he asked the bitch to pretend to overthrow the jealousy jar, just in the name of a jealous woman, divorce his wife and leave the house, the name is justified, anyway, that wimpy Xu Pu doesn't mind this kind of thing."
Yu Wenliang was so angry that he picked up the tea cup and smashed it hard. Yu Wenlin, who was bleeding from his forehead, looked stunned. Yu Wenliang scolded: "Idiot, do you really think Xu Pu is just a reckless man? Which of the dead soldiers from Beiliang is there?" Is it a mediocre person? Even if your intellect is useless, there are other experts in Beiliang hiding behind the scenes to give advice, but the terrifying Xu Pu plague god, is it something our Yuwen family can afford to provoke?"
Yu Wenlin caressed his forehead, blood seeped from between his fingers, and said stiffly: "I found him a woman, how could it be a bad thing?"
Yu Wenliang became more angry, grabbed the cup and was about to smash it again, but seeing the resolute eyes of the eldest son, he sighed dejectedly: "You, you, why are you so stubborn when thinking about things? Women's minds have been unpredictable since ancient times. You That younger sister has always been strong-tempered and was so humiliated. Even if you and my father and son were forced to remarry, do you really think that she will not lose her mind and go crazy to sue Xu Pu in a fit of anger? Since ancient times, the famous general has not died. On the battlefield, how many of them died on the king's pillow? Don't mention it again!"
Yu Wenlin squinted habitually, and after letting go of his hand, he slowly picked up the tea towel to wipe, and said with a smile, "I have a plan, I can lure the disaster to Duanmu's house."
Yu Wenliang's eyes lit up, and he said doubtfully, "Oh?"
Yu Wenlin stretched out his fingers to rub the round tea bottle, and said with a smile: "I have a confidant who is close to Duanmu Zhongqiu, and I can encourage him to take a concubine. Duanmu Zhongqiu is a hypocrite, timid and changeable, with extremely soft ears and the best face. This confidant He happened to bully him because he didn't know how to run a business, so he had a dead debt in his hands, six or seven hundred taels of silver, which should have been Duanmu's Mid-Autumn Festival money, and if he returned it to him at this time, his money would be more abundant. A man suddenly had a A large amount of private money, even if there is no wrong idea, there will be wrong ideas, I will let my confidants do two things, and go to the brothel to make side attacks. Now that the Duanmu family is suppressing the Mao family together with us, the brothel must also know the pros and cons. The oiran originally had to have eight or nine hundred taels of redemption, and six or seven hundred would be enough to get it. On the one hand, he poured ecstasy soup on Duanmu Mid-Autumn Festival, saying that Xu Pu had a grudge, and if he dared to take over that bitch, he would take the entire Duanmu family. Family is a lesson from the past, father, do you think this trash will give a letter of divorce with both hands? When the time comes, our Yuwen family will comfort that shameless bitch, but she will turn against the Duanmu family, tearing her skin apart, and one will fade away. Who will be the most powerful force in Dunhuang City in the future?"
Yu Wenliang chewed carefully, carefully weighing the pros and cons and considering the feasibility of the operation, and his smile became more and more intense.
Outside the building, the father and son of the Duanmu family drifted away towards the backyard, and got into an unremarkable carriage. The sound of hooves could not beat the sound of rain.
Putting away the sheepskin umbrella, Duanmu Qingsheng closed his eyes and rested his mind. Duanmu Chongyang, who had not taken off his coir raincoat, did not have the slightest carefree appearance, sitting upright.
Duanmu Chongyang raised the curtain and glanced at the high wall, and said with a smile: "It's no accident, that pair of pretentious and feminine father and son have started to plot against our Duanmu family at this moment, and it's much faster to turn their face than to turn over a book. Yuwen Lin, a kid, It’s really funny to think that you can’t see through anyone, just because you’re full of bad luck and think you’re high-minded.”
Duanmu Qingsheng said in a low voice: "Chongyang, how do you think they plan?"
Duanmu Chongyang sneered and said: "If you put yourself in the situation, you must start from the big brother and sister-in-law, and you will see immediate results. The Yuwen family only has this vision and promise."
Duanmu Qingsheng opened his eyes, crossed his fingers on his abdomen, and smiled lightly: "Your elder brother is timid and fearful, and he doesn't even have the guts to compete with you for the position of Patriarch. Killing Mao Chong, my hands and feet are also clean, which makes me very happy as a father. This time, Yu Wenliang and Yu Wenlin are going to trick your elder brother, so you go and watch and don’t make a big deal. There is no need to be as knowledgeable as them, or they will see through Our Tibetan clumsiness is not beautiful. Our father and son are old men, don’t compare pennies with those two women. The Duanmu family never regarded Dunhuang City as a place to do great things.”
Duanmu Chongyang laughed heartily, and sarcastically said: "This drinking of tea is just a friendly word '和'. Looking back at Yu Wenliang's insidious methods over the years, he really drank hundreds of catties of tea in vain."
Duanmu Qingsheng didn't agree with this topic, but said with emphasis: "You went to the Mao family to save people just now, and you have a sense of love, which is very good. Your behavior and style these years have always been for the sake of the master of Beiliang. Now It's time to pick ripe fruits. Dad doesn't need anything, but he will definitely let you be the captain of the Jinwu Guard. You and Xu Pu, as well as that young man, get in touch with each other more, drink flower wine and so on. Hurry, as long as you proceed step by step, there will always be a chance for you to go to Beiliang to make contributions. The temple in Dunhuang City is still too small to allow you to use your hands and feet, and join the Beiliang Army, striving to become the heir apparent of the hereditary king of Beiliang. If so You are not enough to entrust your life, you can switch to Chen Zhibao, it is not bad. But remember to come up with a trick, otherwise you will be regarded as a rebellious minister, and you will have no success in Beiliang."
Duanmu Chongyang leaned against the wall of the car and said, "Chen Zhibao, the white-clothed battle fairy, killed the ruthless man behind the spear fairy king. I have been fascinated for a long time."
Duanmu Qingsheng shook his head and said, "The battle for military power between the prince of Beiliang and Chen Zhibao is not as one-sided as the outside world imagined. I think that if Xu Xiao is not dead, Chen Zhibao will not be rebellious, but Chen Zhibao is not rebellious. There will be more and more room for the prince to move around."
Duanmu Chongyang asked suspiciously: "Xu Xiao killed Chen Zhibao with a single blow, isn't everything easy? Even if this is the case, half of the army's morale of the 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang will be lost, but after all, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain."
Duanmu Qingsheng's face was solemn, and he shook his head and said: "This is where the King of Beiliang's art of manpower lies. He knows that some people cannot be killed, and he knows how to raise tigers to cause trouble. In my opinion, Chen Zhibao is the leader of the Northern Liang army. Well, Xu Xiao just can't kill him, maybe this vassal king with a different surname is also reluctant to kill him."
In order to cherish the time alone with this father, Duanmu Chongyang cherished the opportunity for him to confide his experience even more, and asked: "Then father, do you think Chen Zhibao is really rebellious?"
Duanmu Qingsheng smiled and said: "Even if you show it to the emperor of the Zhao family at the beginning, so that Tai'an City can relax, Chen Zhibao will be in the same situation as his adoptive father after the battle at Xileibi in the long run , I have to rebel, but Xu Xiao had the determination at that time to have the glory and wealth of today. If it was really rebellious at the beginning, it would only take three or four years to rule with the Zhao family across the river. In the end, it exhausted the hearts of the people , without the support of scholars and popular support, he can only draw the ground as a prison, and there is only one way to die. This is the great wisdom of Xu Xiao, a warrior. When he reaches a high position, how to keep sober is very difficult. But Chen Zhibao is different, he is the opposite , not only the entire Liyang Dynasty is happy to see its success, but Beimang also wants to applaud, and even the interior of Beiliang is probably more in favor of it than rebound."
Duanmu Chongyang carefully added: "The premise is that Xu Xiao dies of old age."
Duanmu Qingsheng nodded, and said: "That's right. So Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao are actually waiting. When it's the turn of the Prince of Beiliang to put on the King of Liang's python robe and go to play against Chen Zhibao in person, it will be really ruthless." It's up to you. Before that, it's also a good time for you to sell."
Duanmu Chongyang is in high spirits and eager to try.
Duanmu Chongyang came from an ordinary background, not to mention the embarrassing status of the chess pieces in Beiliang. Compared with those huge monsters, they are only considered to be local minorities. There are eight members of Beimang who control the military and government with festivals and no relatives. If there is no huge war, the climbing speed is destined to be mediocre. Going to the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties of the scholars is even more a joke, and it just adds to the eyes. The Northern Liang army is undoubtedly the first choice. If the confrontation between Liyang and Beimang is said to be half of Yubi, then why not take this opportunity to go to the Northern Liang army in the gap? Why don't men take the Wu hook and charge half of the fifty states!
Duanmu Chongyang suddenly frowned and said, "What if the devil Luoyang comes to Dunhuang City one day?"
Duanmu Qingsheng let go of his fingers, waved his hand, and said, "There is no need to worry about the sky. At that time, the old city lord was seriously injured and died, but he still had to go out of the city to fight. It can be said that he sacrificed his life in exchange for a verbal covenant. This is the layout of Beiliang. Dunhuang City exchanged for a huge Bodhisattva."
Duanmu Chongyang said with a look of admiration: "Chen Zhibao from Beiliang and Luoyang, the devil, both like to wear white clothes. Hehe, I go out to kill horse thieves when I encounter troubles, and I also like to wear white robes."
Duanmu Qingsheng was a little helpless and relaxed, and joked: "There is Luoyang in white clothes, and Cao Changqing in Western Chu in green clothes. You kid, strive to be more successful, and get a big red robe or something in the future."
Duanmu Chongyang had self-knowledge, shook his head and said, "I dare not think about it."
Although there are talented heroes from generation to generation, each leading a century-old coquettish, there are so many colors, either white or green, or red and purple, but there has never been such a white dress in history. , the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, the first time he came to the rivers and lakes, no less than a thousand people died at his hands, among them were innocent people who stopped on the road, maybe they just glanced at him, and there were even heroes who rushed to intercept him after hearing the news The female hero, and this white-clothed devil kept on walking, traveled around the eight states, and finally killed the Beimang royal court. On the way, there were many masters from the top ten sects, like a deputy mountain master of Tibing Mountain, and even Caiji. An old cave-sweeping monk from the Buddha's Cave came forward, and even a direct descendant of the Taoist sect, all of them were killed without exception.
Killing like hemp, killing without blinking an eye. These two statements are extremely suitable for the devil Luoyang.
Duanmu Chongyang said suddenly: "The little girl with natural lips as bright as rouge is actually quite suitable to be with Luoyang. If she bumps into that young hero who killed five hundred horses alone, it will be a good show."
Duanmu Qingsheng frowned and said, "Why do you think about all these things?!"
Duanmu Chongyang smiled mischievously.
Duanmu Qingsheng sighed and said: "Yu Wenliang and I are old foxes who plan to plot a city and a state to death. Compared with Xu Xiao, the sky-swallowing python, we are really far behind."
The old man continued: "This is not to belittle oneself for the sake of my father. Xu Xiao, just calling this name directly makes my heart tremble."
The carriage stopped slowly, and Duanmu and his son, who had far surpassed Yuwen and his son, got out of the carriage together. Duanmu Chongyang walked in coir raincoats, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like a wanderer waiting to die, rushing in front of his father without rules , strode into the mansion.
Duanmu Qingsheng, who was walking with an umbrella, said to himself: "The night air is clear and bright. If you ask yourself, you can best know how much your conscience is and how much knowledge you have."
He stepped over the threshold, mocking himself, "Unfortunately, it's daytime."
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On this day, it was still raining heavily, and just after entering the city gate in white, they met a group of three people walking towards the wine shop.
Xu Pu, who had been hiding his name in Dunhuang City for many years, stood in front of the two, full of vitality.
A pair of strange masters meeting each other, shaking their arms and prestige when they are full, is an extremely taboo thing in the world, but Xu Pu doesn't care about it. It would be absurd to say that he has a heart of submission to his junior Xu Fengnian. Xu Pu, as the commander of the 12th Qingqi Battalion back then, with 70,000 to 80,000 cavalry under his command, was not only on an equal footing with Wu Qi, the commander of the vanguard army, not to mention Li Yishan, his confidant. Even Zhao Changling, the undoubted chief counselor of Beiliang at that time, respected Xu Pu, a Confucian general, what kind of person Xu Pu hadn't seen? It's just that Xu Pu acted rigorously and abided by his duty. Since he was willing to be a pawn of the dead in Dunhuang City, and even His Royal Highness dared to go to Beimang alone, he had the consciousness to die in this city before Xu Fengqian. There are countless powerful troops in the world, but the only ones who can dare to say that they can fight to the death without a single soldier left are the Beiliang Army and Tuoba Bodhisattva's personal guards. Xu Pu regards himself as an old soldier in Beiliang, how can he be timid to fight!
So what if you are the number one person in the magic way, how many times can I, Xu Pu, die
Sweet Potato took a deep breath.
Just as he was about to take a step, Xu Fengnian stopped him.
Luoyang in white clothes entered the city, he didn't have Xu Pu and sweet potatoes in his eyes, but looked playfully at Xu Fengnian who had changed into a rooted face.
Xu Fengnian walked out of the umbrella, smiled wryly and walked in front of Xu Pu, "It turned out to be you. Actually, I should have thought of it earlier, but I just couldn't believe it in my heart."
The lord of the Beimang Demonic Dao stretched his waist and walked slowly, letting the raindrops hit his clothes, showing off his slender figure that wasn't too bumpy, and said, "Huang Baozhuang is finally dead."
Xu Fengnian stood where he was, pursed his lips and said nothing. It's just that I want to slap my mouth in my heart, making you crow! I regret not bringing out Chunqiu and Chunlei even more!
The distance between the two was less than twenty steps, and it was the first time for Sweet Potato to see this big devil, and he had already regarded death as home. It was the second time for Xu Pu. At that time, the "Second King", the lord of Dunhuang City, that is, the aunt of Sweet Potato, fought against Luoyang. He once watched from a distance from the top of the city, but he couldn't see his face clearly. They can't pretend to come, not even Tuoba Bodhisattva, the murderous aura of this white-clothed devil is unique, unique in the world for a hundred years!
Even if he looked at Luoyang closely, there were some women's faces, but Xu Pu still couldn't believe that he was a woman.
Only Xu Fengnian, who had suffered a lot at Hanging Jiange in Feihu City, knew that she was indeed a woman, with both the appearance of a heavenly man and a dragon concubine, with a Lizhu in her mouth, and she was indeed very young. Outstanding talent is comparable to Li Chungang.
Xu Fengnian asked: "Why did Huang Baozhuang die? Where's your Li Zhu?"
The woman from Luoyang and Huang Baozhuang, who is also from the Chess Sword Yuefu, didn't answer, but just rubbed her belly, "I'm hungry again."
Xu Fengnian knew that this mad woman said that she would kill if she was hungry, it was a world of difference compared to that kind and innocent Huang Baozhuang.
This well-deserved giant of the magic way suddenly laughed, even Xu Pu was a little dazzled, she laughed softly: "Huang Baozhuang doesn't know what I did, but I know what she did."
Sweet Potato and Xu Pu didn't need to be exposed to the rain to be at a loss.
Just as Xu Fengnian was about to speak, the woman who should be called Luoyang was finally willing to look straight at Sweet Potato and Xu Pu, who were facing enemies, and frowned, "Why do you look so similar to that old woman, no wonder your aunt wants me to keep you Fate. If I don’t kill you, go back to Zijin Palace, and you are not allowed to set foot in Yeting Palace in this lifetime!”
Sweet Potato smiled charmingly, and remained motionless.
Luo Yang got behind Sweet Potato in one step, and patted her heart with a light palm. Almost at the same time, Luo Yang's right hand turned into a slap, kicked Sweet Potato, and his left hand stuck to Xu Pu's whip leg, and threw him out with a spin. Although Xu Fengnian was standing in place, the two flying swords with the most conceived golden thread, Chaolu, were already out of their sleeves, but when the golden thread reached two inches between Luoyang's eyebrows, it hovered and trembled slightly, and could not get any closer. Standing still an inch away, Sweet Potato and Xu Pu were about to team up to kill, to give Xu Fengnian a chance to control the sword, suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the rain was like thousands of flying swords. The two of them just resisted the sword, and they were miserable , It took a thousand swords and ten thousand cuts to move forward a little.
You know, Luoyang is the youngest person who has entered the realm of astronomy in the past hundred years. In this regard, Wang Xianzhi Tuoba Bodhisattva and Deng Tai'a, the top three in the martial arts competition list, are both shocking the world.
Xu Fengnian completely let go of the control of the second sword, with a calm expression, glanced at the two of them separately, then looked at Luoyang, the demon in white clothes, shook his head and said: "Sweet potato, Xu Pu, you go first, leave me alone."
Sweet Potato turned around first, Xu Pu hesitated and retreated.
Luoyang made an exception and did not pursue him. Probably because he felt that the gold-threaded flying sword in front of him was interesting, he stretched out two fingers to hold the falling golden flying sword, and ignored the fallen Chaolu near his heart, and said, "My surname is Xu, you have some skills. You are getting more and more promising, how did you get into the Vajra Realm, and how did you get hurt?"
The unsupported morning dew fell straight to the ground, covered by the endless rainwater pouring from the sink.
Xu Fengnian didn't look at Chaolu and Jinlu, and asked, "Do you want to kill me?"
Luo Yang exerted a little force on his fingers, and the golden strands bent into an arc, and said with a smile, "Give me an excuse not to kill, let's talk about it. Forget it, you're going to die anyway, and I want to know your real identity even more."
Xu Fengnian said bluntly: "Xu Fengnian."
Luo Yang said blankly, "It doesn't sound as good as Xu Dian box."
Xu Fengnian smiled, but he didn't see any qi traction, he exposed himself, and stabbed the white-clothed devil again in the heart, this blow was sinister and tricky enough, and the timing was perfect, even Xue Songguan, a blind luthier, would be caught off guard.
But she just let out a slight sigh, stretched out her two fingers again, clamped the slightly weird psychic flying sword, and suddenly said: "The Wu family raises the secret art of swords. It seems that your talent in the way of swords is as different as your skill with knives." Taixing, there are a total of twelve flying swords on my body, but this little thing is the only one with a great sword."
Xu Fengnian, who was being ridiculed for his talent for the first time, did not jump to scold her, but stood quietly in place. Xu Pu and Sweet Potato, who had a good understanding, stopped their figures and surrounded the woman in white with the momentum of the three kingdoms.
The heavy rain gradually stopped.
There are no mountains here, and the mountains will gradually turn green after the rain.
Luo Yang asked: "You are half of Li Chungang's apprentice, I've heard of it. But what is your relationship with Deng Tai'a? You better have some relationship. I came all the way here just to spread the word to this new sword fairy Swordsman, I want to fight him."
"Do you really think you are invincible?"
Xu Fengnian poohed, and said with a smile: "Give me back Huang Baozhuang, I like that gentle girl more than you, the devil."
Luo Yang smiled, with murderous intent, but it wasn't aimed at Xu Fengnian who was outspoken, but a man with a nameless sword on the top of the city, sarcastically said: "No wonder you are so courageous, it turns out he was the one who transmitted the sound to you."
The dark clouds dissipated, and only a ray of sunlight fell on the world through the gap in the sky, which happened to be reflected on the swordsman.
In a trance, like a fairy descending to heaven.
The middle-aged swordsman with an unattractive face floated down, smiling a little, "I have a sound transmission to this kid, but the original words are to tell him that you are worthy of looking down on Mrs. Deng?"
Xu Fengnian twitched his lips, "If it was Li Chungang, it would be about the same."
Luo Yang flicked off the two dispensable flying swords, and looked at the new leader of contemporary swordsmen who had fought against Tuoba Bodhisattva with hot eyes.
She stomped.
The rain splashed all over the street, and there were countless flying swords.
You are the third new sword god in the world, so I will kill you with a flying sword.
The reason why I am behind you is that I have never fought with you, that's all.
This is the pride of Luoyang, the fourth person in the world!
Deng Tai'a didn't look at those thousands of flying swords with awe-inspiring sword intent, but glanced at Xu Fengnian, and said calmly: "Deng owes Li Chungang the grace of preaching with the sword for thousands of miles. You stand far away and close your eyes." Look carefully."
Close your eyes and look carefully
Outsiders may not understand it, but Xu Fengnian, who has just entered the Vajra Realm, is well versed in the three flavors.
It's like after the sword fetus has grown up, controlling the sword with qi becomes useless, far less than what the heart wants and the sword goes, and just now it can't be hit with a single blow. It's not that the flying sword is not strong enough, but Xu Fengnian's own spiritual rejuvenation is still insufficient. How can Luoyang be so leisurely and relaxed when the envoy of Deng Tai'a, who is truly unparalleled in the world, comes. Deng Tai'a's sword moves claim to be second, and no one dares to be the first. Even Li Chungang has never denied this point. Xu Fengnian watched the battle with his eyes open, and he wanted to pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons. It can increase a little invisibly, which is the same simple reason as blind people tend to have better hearing than deaf people.
After letting Sweet Potato and Xu Pu leave at ease, they swept along the street, nearly half a mile away, and sat cross-legged with eyes closed.
On this day, not only the walls of the south gate of Dunhuang City collapsed, but also the southern part of the city was completely destroyed with the place where Xu Fengnian was sitting as the north-south boundary.
The final result of this battle, the third is still the third, and the fourth is still the fourth.