In the small corridor, after the change of the situation, the world is full of various states, the old man with the sword let go, the clear heart of the sword that was born after decades of hard work, was completely broken, his expression was dull, and the demeanor of the master was completely lost . The purple-clothed woman who has worked so hard to get the title of fairy has an indifferent expression like melting ice and snow, and she is about to speak. She has a pair of water-cut eyes that can talk, which imply three kinds of awe, admiration, and guilt. The son of the Xishu family restrained his thoughts of fishing in troubled waters, and assumed a retreating posture, trying to maintain the demeanor that everyone's children should have, so as not to show too much. His younger sister is the biggest contrast, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, instead of flinching, she stares wide-eyed, she almost didn't write on her face that we are privately determined for life.
Mrs. Song didn't add insult to injury to the wounds of the four people, she restrained her smile, and came to Xu Fengnian's side, as if no one else was there, and began to introduce everyone to Xu Fengnian: "Purple Bamboo Fairy Huang Chunyu, the master is from the West Shu Road, just behind the Chuntie Thatched Cottage Jingwei Jianshan, her mentor is Deng Nai, the owner of the bullfighting peak among the four peaks of Jianshan. He was a guest at the mansion of General Liu some time ago, and he came to Xuehe Tower yesterday. If you guessed right, the two brothers and sisters are from Xishu Yi Zhou Lu family. As for this one who is unwilling to meet the enemy... oh, it is a senior who disdains to use the sword, named Ruan Jinghua, who is one of the masters of the rivers and lakes on the West Shu Road. ', so there is a nickname of Qianqi Sword Immortal in the martial arts in the southwest of Liyang."
The old sword fairy who had finally come back to life heard the harsh words of "disdain", almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, his face was ashen, and his mouth trembled violently.
Xu Fengnian finally looked at the old man squarely, and asked with a smile: "You are Ruan Jinghua? When you were young, you gave up literature and martial arts because you admired the sword god Li Chungang, and you wrote the famous sword-reciting poem "Three Chi"?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and the master of swordsmanship, who had no energy left, nodded slowly.
Xu Fengnian said unexpectedly: "I'm sorry."
Ruan Jinghua only found it incredible, and even Mrs. Song was at a loss. Xu Feng said with a young smile: "A kendo senior once said that your talent is mediocre and your swordsmanship is difficult to achieve, but the poems you write are not vulgar. Ruan Jinghua should not practice swords, but should be a scholar who can help the people."
What surprised the Lu brothers and sisters was that after a moment of confusion, Ruan Jinghua's whole body was like a ghost, crying, crying and laughing, quite like a dull child who was taught to be boarded every day in a private school. One day, he was praised by a harsh gentleman. He is also like a poor scholar with a bright head and a poor record. He has been in a downturn all his life, and suddenly one day he only thinks that he will die after hearing the Tao. Like Huang Chunyu, the leader of the martial arts alliance, Huishan Xuanyuan, who wore purple clothes, and found that the three of them had gone away, Ruan Jinghua was still intoxicated by it, unable to extricate himself for a long time, raised his head and muttered to himself: "No box and no sheath, dark room night Changming. A three-foot wooden horse and an ox can break the world’s soldiers. To know that the sky is about to rain, a dragon roars. Lifting a sword and walking away, a hundred ghosts flee at night. Flying across the Guangling River, eight hundred dragons are startled. The world does not know what to ask for , the man in the green shirt laughed loudly: I was not born to Li Chungang, and the way of swordsmanship is like a long night!"
On the way to Liu Huaixi's room, Mrs. Song explained: "According to the spies, the ranger named Zhang Wuhou has secretly taken refuge in the new general of Yizhou. The main figures of the Lu family and Jingwei Jianshan in Yizhou are also in Yizhou now." The guests of the governor's mansion, and Huang Chunyu as the foreshadowing, it seems that their trip to Xuelian City is to win over Liu Huaixi. Your lord, do you need to keep these people in Xuehe Tower?"
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "For the time being, there is no need to completely tear yourself apart from the West Shu Road. After all, Xuehelou is too far away from Beiliang, and Fan Xiaochai didn't arrive. Once you encounter a situation where you can't stop dying, it will be hard to solve the problem if Fushuifang is far away. Nearly thirsty. Collecting intelligence is the primary task of Xuehe Tower. It has been in the past and will continue to be in the future. The general trend of northwest and southwest, and the ebb and flow of Beiliang and Shu, in the final analysis depend on hundreds of thousands of cavalry and Swords and guns, and the Fushui House including Xuehe Tower, if one less person dies and one more intelligence is sent, it may change the situation of the battle, and then affect the entire world."
Mrs. Song said softly, "It's because the servant girl's vision is narrow."
Xu Fengnian stopped, looked at Mrs. Song, and said helplessly: "Mrs. Song, my mother and Aunt Zhao are old acquaintances, and each one is a servant, so you are not afraid of my uneasiness?"
Mrs. Song lowered her eyes slightly, and reached out to stroke the hair on her forehead, noncommittal.
In the room, Yu Qingling was making tea, but before the heat was ready, Liu Huaixi was waiting patiently for the tea. When Mrs. Song and a young man with strange faces walked into the room together, Yu Qingling happened to be ready for tea. Liu Huaixi said with emotion: "Mrs. Song, It’s really better to come early than coincidental.”
Mrs. Song took her seat, and Xu Fengnian stood behind her "respectfully".
Liu Huaixi smiled and asked, "Dare to ask who this young master is?"
Mrs. Song's amorous smile disappeared in a flash, and she said softly: "Mr. Xu is Mengli's fellow apprentice, and his skills...excellent."
The majestic Liu Huaixi waved his hand and said with a laugh: "In this case, why not sit down and drink tea together. I have respected scholars who have read poetry and books in my life, but the ones who really like it are those with hard fists and tough bones. It's a pity Today I am a guest, Mrs. Song is the host, and Xuehe Tower only serves tea, so Liu can only drink tea obediently. Just because Mrs. Song praised her excellent skills, in the future when the young master comes to the humble house, we will Have a drink."
Liu Huaixi's informality has an indescribable unique charm, which can easily make people feel good. This hero of the Western Regions who is in his prime, his boldness does not make people feel condescending. The parents of Mushoufang love the people like a son Generals and soldiers share weal and woe, celebrities and dignitaries, virtuous corporals, although rare, but the lower ranks with a keen mind can still more or less feel the alienation brought about by the disparity in status. The difference is one hundred and eight thousand miles. But when Liu Huaixi talks to people, his eyes will look at the other person, sincere and free and easy, every word he speaks seems to come from the heart.
After seeing Xu Fengnian sitting down generously, Liu Huaixi smiled deeper and deeper, and then bargained to Mrs. Song: "Mrs. Song, Mr. Xu is a straightforward person. Even if Mrs. Liu doesn't look at Liu's thin face, can you see it?" For Mr. Xu's sake, ask Miss Yu to help bring two jugs of good wine? A big bowl of wine and a piece of meat from a dog butcher is better than a human prince who eats like a bell."
Yu Qingling showed a questioning look, Mrs. Song nodded, and the former swayed away.
Liu Huaixi patted her stomach, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Song, Mr. Liu doesn't have a few twisted intestines in his stomach. If you have something to say, just speak up. Let's get straight to the point and speak openly. As for what to do after we finish speaking It's killing, whether you can drink Miss Yu's wine depends on God's will. Of course I am not lacking in sincerity when I come here, otherwise I wouldn't come here to sit here and drink tea alone. Well, of course I am outside Xuehe Building The two hundred brothers I brought, I didn't think about being sneaky, I put them all on the bright side, and everyone can see those people. After all, Liu is only a second-rank junior master, and he didn't have the ability to challenge him alone that day. Letting go of your Xuehe Tower, among other things, at least I don’t want to let some women in the house become widows.”
Mrs. Song laughed it off.
Liu Huaixi raised his cup and drank the tea in the cup, and continued: "My Liu Huaixi's ambition, not to mention Mrs. Song, anyone with a brain in Xuelian City can guess one or two. General Liu's residence, hey, of course someone Liu wants to Be a real general, as long as someone gives me the title of general recognized by the court, let me be a local emperor who doesn't care about the world and who deserves the name. It doesn’t matter if Chen Zhibao, a white-clothed soldier with a different surname in Western Shu, or King Yanchi of Southern Xinjiang! If someone pays me enough, Liu will be willing to spend the 20 years of this property in Snow Lotus City. Take thousands of brothers to the battlefield."
Mrs. Song smiled and said: "General Liu is not afraid of being manipulated by others when he arrives at another family's territory lined with hills? Thousands of people are enough to rule in Xuelian City. As long as they leave their homes and enter the army, even the West Shu Road with the least number of troops, I am afraid It will be difficult for General Liu to speak loudly like now."
Liu Huaixi rubbed his chin, and said with a hearty smile: "So it's one thing to say that you want to sell yourself for a price, but it's another thing to find a good husband's family for yourself, otherwise Liu It won't be until today that he hasn't been able to get the title of general. To be honest, Huang Chunyu, who lives in his wife's Xuehe building, is just one of the many forces recruiting security. Leading the military power of 3,000 soldiers and horses alone, the price in the southern border is higher. A secret messenger from the Dragon Palace promised someone Liu, from the third-rank General Fenwu, one of the top generals of the Liyang court, and promised me that as long as I go to the southern border , I was the top general of Yizhou that day, and all the brothers who walked out of Xuelian City did not break up, not only that, but also added an additional 6,000 troops to me. Well, from the Liyang Zhao family, someone from the Xishu Weaving Bureau also came to the mansion, It's just that I'm a little bit angry, so I don't need to say anything. But... "
Mrs. Song took up the conversation, "Bei Manzi has the highest offer. It is definitely impossible to become the general of Bei Mang in one go, but at least he is the commander of Wan Fu. Maybe he will promise you to sweep Bei Liang and step into the Central Plains in the future. To be a great official in frontiers, when the time comes, your military merits will be enough, and you will be named king with a different surname. But General Liu is not sure about the outcome of the Liangmang war. He is afraid that Beiliang will bully the weak and fear the hard. State to death. Is not it?"
Liu Huaixi laughed loudly and said, "Mrs. Song is so insightful, I think Liyang is more than enough to be a servant of the Ministry of War!"
Liu Huaixi suddenly lowered her voice and narrowed her eyes, as if she was trying to hide her sharpness, "It is said that there is a parasol courtyard in Qingliang Mountain, where a woman from Hanlin replaces the young vassal king to approve Zhu, and Mrs. Song is not bad as a female bachelor in Beiliang. "
Yu Qingling brought two jugs of wine, green ant wine from Beiliang. Ant wine is very popular, because it is cheap and high-quality, and it is a well-deserved first choice in Liyang's water transportation system. Yu Qingling placed three bowls on the table, and after filling the three bowls, the aroma of wine was tangy. Yu Qingling knew that although Mrs. Song seldom drank alcohol, her capacity for alcohol was astounding. Drinking alcohol was like drinking water, and it was easy for two or three so-called heroes of alcohol to drink. Mrs. Song picked up the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and remained silent.
Liu Huaixi also raised her head and drank the bowl of green ant wine in one breath. When she reached out to ask Yu Qingling for wine, she looked at Mrs. Song and laughed at herself: "Madam, Liu thinks that today is quite refreshing, Xuehelou Can't you also give me a refreshing word?"
Xu Fengnian finally said: "General Liu is actually not very cheerful."
Liu Huaixi smiled, and turned to look at the only man who could make Mrs. Song willing to be a supporting green leaf in more than ten years, "Oh? What do you say, my lord?"
Xu Fengnian looked at him, and said calmly: "Yesterday, in the two fights in the northeast alley of Xuelian City, in the first fight, General Liu killed a righteous son who was worthy of great responsibility; Watching the battle, although I can't see it very clearly, I am not sure about the depth of my skills. The two riders who entered the city late at night and left the city this morning can't guess their identities. But I am more distant than that Central Plains swordsman Shao Mu, and Xuehelou outside the house. It is obvious that you are a little higher than General Liu. The most important point is that you brought the most elite troops from the No. 200 mansion and rushed here aggressively, with the idea of defeating others without fighting. So before I entered the house, the reason why you asked the spies you placed in Xuehe Building to tell them to stand still was because you, Liu Huaixi, had temporarily learned of my real identity. That person was afraid of my cultivation, so he probably didn’t dare to speak, maybe The king of Beiliang was written on the table with tea, and it might be Xu Fengnian, right?"
Mrs. Song suddenly raised her head and glared at Qingling.
The latter turned pale instantly.
Liu Huaixi put down the wine bowl, put his hands on his thighs, stood up, bent down and clasped his fists and said, "Grassman Liu Huaixi, pay homage to King Liang!"
Then Liu Huaixi raised his head, grinned and said, "If you want to kill or cut, King Liang is free to do it! But Liu Huaixi only asks for one thing, don't blame the girl!"
Xu Fengnian took a sip of wine, and Liu Huaixi was sweating profusely in the late spring when the weather was still cold.
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "General Liu brings people back to the residence first, what kind of price Beiliang will offer, I have to think about it. By the way, after returning, let someone send the snow lotus plant to Xuehe Tower."
Liu Huaixi always bowed her head and left the room.
In the room, Mrs. Song's face was cold, she grabbed the porcelain bowl still full of green ant wine, and slammed it on the head of Yu Qingling who was kneeling on the ground. The wine seeped into her hair and mixed with the blood on the woman's head.
Mrs. Song was about to kneel down, but found that she couldn't stand up from the chair. Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's not me comforting Mrs. Song. Today's incident is not a bad thing."
Mrs. Song glanced at Yu Qingling, gritted her teeth and said, "According to the rules of Fushuifang, as Yu Qingling's guide, Song Huanghuang, the lightest punishment for me is to cut off my own arm!"
Yu Qingling slammed her forehead on the ground, heartbroken and said: "Madam, I deserve to die! Prince, please don't punish Madam, Yu Qingling is willing to commit suicide to apologize!"
Xu Fengnian sneered and said, "Yu Qingling, Liu Huaixi is pleading for you, and you are pleading for Mrs. Song, it's all pleading. But do you believe it, you are sincere, but Liu Huaixi is a scheming way of self-preservation, which seems masculine, In fact, it is the best policy move by the ruthless people based on instinct. Maybe you will ask why I can see through it, thinking that it is me, Xu Fengnian, who is slandering Liu Huaixi who has always done evil things with integrity."
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself, "If I really want to give a reason, I can only explain that I am also a cold-tempered person. Bad people are always more accurate in treating bad people. It's not that I can't force Liu Huaixi to kill you to survive, but When your emotions were fluctuating violently, Liu Huaixi was also sure that I would not kill him easily. If he acted casually for you and pretended to be slaughtered by others, you would only become more infatuated with him. Maybe you would bite your tongue and kill yourself at that time .”
There was only a trace of doubt in Yu Qingling's heart, and she quickly raised her head with firm eyes, "No way!"
Xu Fengnian wiped the edge of the wine bowl with his sleeve, handed it to Mrs. Song, took a sip from the wine jar, and said calmly: "Actually speaking, whether Liu Huaixi will be killed or not is a trivial matter, because who Liu Huaixi takes refuge in is not up to him to decide." Yes, before I appeared, he could only choose to attach himself to Xishu. This guy lied a lot, true and false. For example, he said that the bids from Xishu and Nanjiang were true. If it is not in the eyes of the law, it is false. The reason why Liu Huaixi did not agree is because Liu Huaixi knew that it was a cake on paper. No matter how big the cake was, he would not be able to eat it. The Western Shu forces under Chen Zhibao's rule may be able to tolerate a land-drawing king General Liu of Xuelian City, let him enjoy himself on the border, but he will never let Liu Huaixi take anyone to any place. As long as he dares to leave Xuelian City, he is doomed to death. So Liu Huaixi really wants to seek refuge In his opinion, it is Beimang who is sure to win, so he is waiting, and he will only make a statement when Beimang takes down Hutou City and invades Liangzhou. If Beimang loses the battle, he will retreat Secondly, Chen Zhibao looked down on people like him and the thousands of stragglers he brought out when he switched to the arms of Xishu. There is no doubt that he would break up his troops. Of course, this was Liu Huaixi's plan before he met me. Later in the evening, when he had an urgent need, he must open the temple gates without burning incense, and sacrifice pigs and sheep when things came to an end. He was clearly loyal to Beiliang, who he was not optimistic about the future, and secretly contacted Xishu in a hurry. If you don't believe me, I can let you Mrs. Song sent you to personally watch over the connection between General Liu’s mansion and Xishu, and you will definitely be disappointed with Liu Huaixi.”
Xu Fengnian laughed suddenly, "But, you, Yu Qingling, can't help but look for Liu Huaixi while you're being watched. After a few words, your heart softens again. I don't blame you, any fushuifang or spies Not as good as the person you like."
Yu Qingling lowered her head again, biting her lips firmly.
Life is short, but love for children is long.
Xu Fengnian stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night scene of Xuelian City where the singing and dancing were peaceful, like a paradise, "It's hard for Liu Huaixi to resist not wanting your body, did he promise you that he will only marry you when the medium is married?"
Yu Qingling finally broke down, crying uncontrollably.
Mrs. Song asked Meng Li outside the house to escort Yu Qingling away and imprisoned her tightly. She came to Xu Fengnian's side and smiled wryly, "I made the prince laugh, and I also disappointed the prince."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and remained silent.
Mrs. Song's smile was far-fetched, and she stopped calling herself a slave, "I'm curious, why the prince is so tolerant of Qing Ling, if it were me who made the decision, I would be so determined to kill it."
Xu Fengnian leaned on the window rail, smiled and said: "It's very simple, because my mother once told me that the world is not good, and it is harder for women to live, especially for beautiful women, especially if they can't help themselves, so my mother wants When I grow up, don't bully me if I can, and treat me as kindly as I can."
Mrs. Song stared at the young man with a gentle smile, "It's a pity, I, Song Huanghuang, was born more than ten years earlier."
Xu Fengnian turned his head and blinked, and asked, "Isn't Madam only twenty years old this year?"
Mrs. Song, who had an outstanding capacity for alcohol, seemed to be drinking a thousand white cups of wine, her cheeks were flushed, "Is that so? But when I took the young lady to see the general and the princess for the first time, I was already sixteen years old."
Xu Fengnian smiled.
The two of them lay on the window rail together. After a long time, Mrs. Song said softly: "A moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold. Is Mr. Xu going to rest? Do you need someone to sleep with you?"
Xu Fengnian said solemnly: "The bed in my room is a bit small."
Mrs. Song gave a piss, stood up straight, turned around and left, and said, "It's not that I don't like being eaten by old cows. Why do you look at twenty years old and lie to ghosts!"
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "If you have a chance to go back to Beiliang, my sister will be very happy."
She stopped, seemed to sigh, shook her head, and left the room.
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Xu Fengnian brought the wine jar from the table, and lay on the window looking at the brightly lit Snow Lotus City. After drinking most of it in small sips, there was a knock on the door, and he turned around and said, "Come in."
Swordsman Shao Mu walked into the room together with the pair of boys and girls who had taken refuge in Xuehe Building, Shao Mu clasped his fists and said, "My lord, I have already received the snow lotus plant, and I will go to Beiliang to work for you in half a year at the latest. "
Xu Fengnian nodded and smiled, "I trust you."
The Majiabao daughter immediately summoned up her courage and asked, "Hey, Senior Sword Immortal, have you defeated that Tuoba Bodhisattva?"
Xu Fengnian joked: "After the fight, I vomited several catties of blood. Do you think you won?"
The girl exclaimed, "So miserable?!"
The young man said cautiously: "Uncle Shao said, senior's opponent is the second most powerful master in the world, the war god of Beimang! Senior Sword Immortal is not ashamed if he accidentally loses."
Xu Fengnian looked at Shao Mu who was grateful to him, "I will leave Xuelian City very early tomorrow, please go to Majiapu, and you can take Mengli from Xuehe Tower with you, he is also a second-rank junior master."
Shao Mu hummed without refusing.
The young man blushed suddenly and asked, "Senior Sword Immortal, that heartless old man likes to lie, why don't you tell me the truth? If I practice martial arts, can I become a master? If I practice martial arts, it doesn't matter." Promising, from now on I will be a lotus picker honestly."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "You, your aptitude is not very good, but your luck should not be bad, otherwise you wouldn't have met that old man, Shao Mu, and of course the most important thing is that you also met me. So I give Do you have a suggestion, do you listen to it?"
The young chick pecked at Mi Ke and nodded vigorously.
The girl rolled her eyes and said, "Excellent!"
Xu Fengnian said: "I have a brother, before he became a great swordsman, he wandered alone in the rivers and lakes. You can ask Uncle Shao to take you to the rivers and lakes in the Central Plains. Let's run away together."
The boy was at a loss, full of longing and apprehension, and smirked at the girl.
The girl pointed at Xu Fengnian and said angrily: "Is there a senior sword fairy like you who is a shopkeeper and tricks you? Hong Shuzhi wants to go to the rivers and lakes, that's fine, but if he wants to follow you, you have to teach him how to practice swords!"
Xu Fengnian joked: "Yo, you haven't been married before, so you know how to help him make plans?"
The girl bent her neck and played a rogue, "Just say yes or no!"
Shao Mu rubbed the young man's head, then smiled, and glared at the girl feigning anger, "Why, Ma girl, I despise Uncle Shao's martial arts. Although Uncle Shao can't compare with seniors, but in Xuelian City, it's the same." A person who can fight Liu Huaixi for hundreds of rounds, in Uncle Shao’s hometown in the Central Plains, in one state and six counties, the descendants of fourth and fifth rank magistrates want to learn swords from Shao Mu, I am not happy. Ma girl, I want a bite Eat it in one bite, don't eat it in one bite and become a fat man, then it won't be you who dislike Uncle Shao, but Hong Shuzhi who doesn't want you."
Compared with Xu Fengnian, who was bloody with murder methods, the girl who was obviously closer to Shao Mu said with embarrassment: "Uncle Shao, you are not a good person either! Hong Shuzhi will turn bad sooner or later after following you, I don't worry."
The girl stomped her feet, pulled Hong Shuzhi and ran out of the house, and began to discuss how to elope and walk the rivers and lakes together.
Shao Mu cupped his fists to leave, and said sincerely: "Senior, take care!"
Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm not a senior, I'm younger than you."
Shao Mu was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Senior is very... funny."
When Shao Mu walked out of the house, the two women entered hand in hand.
It was Huang Chunyu, the purple bamboo fairy, and that arrogant Lu girl who couldn't control her mouth.
Xu Fengnian was a little self-deprecating, did he feel that he had become a brothel oiran with a prosperous business and frequent customers
Xing Shi, a woman from the Lu family who had changed back to her female attire, asked her guilt: "You beat Zhang Wuhou to the point of breaking his tendons and completely crippling his martial arts, making his life worse than death. Aren't you afraid of retaliation?!"
Xu Fengnian ignored this woman with small breasts and no brains, and looked at Huang Chunyu from Jingwei Jianshan, "What's the matter?"
Huang Chunyu naturally has more world experience and sophistication than the women of the Lu family who are arrogant and domineering. She did not pretend to be a child of the world, but gave a blessing like a weak and virtuous woman. After straightening her slender waist, she Apologizing softly: "Grandpa Ruan has already left Snow Lotus City, and said that he would follow in the footsteps of a certain senior and travel with a sword again. Grandpa Ruan asked me to tell the young master that he has no regrets in this life.
He also said that he already knew the identity of the son, but he would never reveal a word. Grandpa Ruan finally said that in his lifetime, he would definitely write a famous poem for the young master. "
Xu Fengnian leaned against the window rail, with kindness in his eyes, "Okay."
Huang Chunyu's brows seemed to be flowing with autumn water, and he said eloquently: "The ten scenic spots in Western Shu, our Jingwei Jianshan Mountain, accounted for nearly half of them, namely Bamboo Sea, Laojun Pavilion, Lingyun Stone Buddha and Moonlight Baoding. .If you pass by the West Shu Road in the future, I hope you can come to Jingwei Jianshan to enjoy the scenery, and as long as you don’t mind, I can lead the way for you.”
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "If there is a chance to go to Xishu in the future, if I still have the leisure time just to enjoy the scenery, then I will definitely go to Jingwei Jianshan to have a look."
Huang Chunyu smiled innocently. It was hard to imagine that she was the cold beauty who was famous in the world of Western Shu. Xu Fengnian said casually: "I once traveled far and only went to Qingcheng Mountain. I missed Jingwei Jianshan in Northern Shu. I dare you Just a question, I don’t know if your ancestor of Jingwei Sword Mountain is still alive, I only know that the old man closed Wujian many years ago, and there has been no news of it reaching the rivers and lakes for so many years.”
When it comes to sect secrecy, Huang Chunyu's face is a bit embarrassed. For a top gang, it doesn't matter how many people there are. It only depends on whether there are first-class masters in charge, and how many there are. Therefore, whether the ancestor of Jingwei Jianshan is dead or still in seclusion is a world of difference. For example, the sword sect Du Laozu, who was a martial arts master who fought hard and survived during Li Chungang's trial of swords in Shu, is also a rare existence in the entire Western Shu. To say that he is better than Li Jianshen of that era is tantamount to nonsense, and even a tie is not an extravagant hope. If today's Jianghu in the Central Plains is a scene of all heroes, then back then, Li Chungang, alone, was the way of swordsmanship, the rivers and lakes, and all the romance.
Xu Fengnian was not in a difficult situation, and said with a smile: "If you are not alive, please help me to toast Senior Du. If Senior is still alive, please ask Miss Huang to send me a message. ", among them, the two styles of Wan Tianhe and Xibingjia are quite imposing."
Huang Chunyu nodded gracefully and obediently.
The woman from the Lu family who was left hanging aside pointed at Xu Fengnian and said angrily, "Do you think I'm blind? Do you know who I am?"
Xu Fengnian asked back: "Are you Queen Yan Dongwu? Or Huishan Xuanyuan Qingfeng? Or is it Chen Yu?"
Then Xu Fengnian said coldly: "No, just get out!"
She opened her teeth and claws, and ran towards Xu Fengnian shouting "I'll bite you to death", Huang Chunyu hurriedly said goodbye, hugged this desperate girl by the waist, and led her out of the room quickly.
After stepping out of the threshold, Huang Chunyu suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "My lord, I almost forgot to tell you that Grandpa Ruan said that he had already thought of the title of the poem, and it was called Sword in the Snow!"