When the breeze passed by, from the gate of the Western Chu capital to the gate of the imperial city, almost all passers-by did not take it seriously, except for an old lunatic with disheveled hair who was stunned on the spot.
This old man was laughed at even by the officials in Tai'an City. At that time, the old man in ragged clothes walked around the alleys and knocked the watch as usual. The usual watchman came out at night, but he was different. He only worked the watch during the day. People say, "They are all dead." In the first few years, some luxuriously dressed old people would stop or stop far away, looking at this crazy old watchman, weeping sadly, as time went by, a group of idle children would follow behind the old watchman Children, yelling "dead man, dead man", will most likely be grabbed by the ears of their parents quickly and grabbed them back. After a few years, almost the whole city began to see the strange things. When the Western Chu was restored to the country during the Xiangfu period, the old watchman, who had already been almost hoarse, suddenly began to tear his heart and lungs again for some reason, and the sadness and bitterness in it were more than before. Before the restoration of the country, the old grand masters Sun Xiji, Cao Changqing and Jiang Si, who had not yet proclaimed himself emperor, met this old lunatic on the street. The old watchman once called Sun Xiji "dead man" with a hammer, and put Cao Changqing was called "the dying person", but he looked at Jiang Si, the princess of the subjugated country, and cried in grief, crying for her, the only living person left, to go away. At that time, after the old watchman ran away, after Sun Xiji revealed the answer, Jiang Si learned that the old watchman's real name was Jiang Shuilang, and he was in charge of the Dachu Chongwen Museum at the age of thirty-nine. Editor Xiaolang is a scholar who was honored by the first emperor of Western Chu as "Writing has Jiang Shuilang, and chess has Cao Deyi". For more than 20 years, it has been more than 20 years of renovation for this former largest city in the Central Plains.
At this time, the old man's turbid eyes regained clarity bit by bit, and the gong and hammer in his hand fell to the street unconsciously. The old man suddenly turned around and started to run. He ran wildly all the way. He fell down a few times and ignored the pain. As for squatting on the ground and whimpering hoarsely, like a mangy dog covered in scars, it yelled in pain, not from the mouth, but from the heart full of old memories, wailing one after another. The old man stood up in pain covering his head, staggered into the room, rummaged through the box, and finally pulled out an erhu from the pile of tatters under the bed. Holding the erhu that even the piano pole was missing, he was in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, the old man exhaled slowly, got up, moved a small broken stool, and sat in front of the house without steps. The old man was dressing up, closed his eyes, and then stretched out a finger to dip in the saliva. There seemed to be a musical score placed in front of him, and it seemed that an old man stretched out his hand to open it. Only then did he start playing the erhu, a erhu without a piano bar or strings.
The song in the old man's heart is called "Spring and Autumn".
The great rivers of the Western Chu, the Xiongshan Mountains of the Eastern Vietnam, the Great Wall of the Northern Han Dynasty, the lychees of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the silks and satins of the Western Shu Dynasty, and the giant trees of the Later Sui Dynasty...
When the old man was still called Jiang Shuilang, Xi Chu was called Da Chu!
In my Great Chu, there are Li Mi, the number one national player in the world, Ye Baikui, the soldier of the Spring and Autumn Period, Li Chungang, who flies his sword across the Guangling River, Zhao Dingxiu, who is the best in the world, Wang Qing, who is the best in poetry, and Cao Changqing, who is the most proud of the Cao family. There is Sun Xiji, who was in the center in the year of weak crown and dressed in purple and yellow; Zeng Xianglin, who is the most polite in the world;
The old man wept.
Da Chu is dead, he is a lonely wild ghost with nowhere to go and nowhere to go in the Spring and Autumn Wasteland.
The old man stopped and laughed for no reason.
In the end, the old man bowed his head and muttered to himself: "I'm not crazy. The Great Chu has subjugated the country. Some people pretend to be asleep, some pretend to be stupid, and some pretend to be dead. I, Jiang Shuilang, are just too drunk to drink."
The old man wiped away his tears indiscriminately, looked up into the distance, his fingers trembling.
Back then, when the old man was still young and the dead were still alive, I still remembered that there was a piece of music that was passed down across the country and across the country. That piece of music was written for the great general Ye Baikui. , written by Jo Jung-soo.
The name of the song is "The General's Journey", and there must be someone singing it wherever there is well water.
The old man sang generously, but broke down in tears after just one sentence.
"The youth did not reach the championship, and he left his hometown in awe-inspiring way!"
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In the inner city of Tai'an City, Miyagi Imperial City in Liyang, there are guards from the inside to the outside of the three cities. Master Liu Hao was one of them back then, and so is the ancestor of the Wu Family Sword Tomb today.
In addition to those martial arts masters, Tai'an City itself has two large formations with Qin Tianjian as the center, which are in constant operation.
The magnificent formation in the capital city of Western Chu was completely destroyed by Zhao Yi, the King of Guangling, who occupied the magpie's nest long after the mountains and rivers were broken. However, there are still people guarding the city, and Lu Dantian, the leader of Western Chu's swordsmanship, is one of them. It's a pity that they haven't returned yet. The remaining two people, who can't see the end of the dragon, have appeared in broad daylight today, so clearly appearing in the eyes of everyone. Standing behind the gate of the imperial city, one of them is old and short. , wearing a long-sleeved robe and clogs, like a straw man next to a rice field. Standing in front of the palace gate, looking at the back of the former, he is also an ancient rare old man. This one is wearing a python robe. The vassal king's python robe that can only be seen in the Dachu temple in the early years, this old man surnamed Jiang who was expelled from the Dachu clan was tall, but lifeless.
Between the two old men, there are a total of 1,600 elite imperial guards, with 1,600 bright iron armors, shining brightly under the sunlight, as if wearing the golden armor of a heavenly fairy.
On the top of the two cities, there are nearly a thousand bows and crossbows ready to go.
I saw the bold young man standing alone outside the gate.
On the top of the city, several generals in luxurious armor stood behind the crenel, sweating profusely, none of them dared to act rashly, and none of them dared to take the lead in giving orders.
The people in the two largest cities in the world believe in the land gods the most. One is Tai'an City in Liyang, and the second is the one under their feet. All of this is largely due to one person, the high official Cao Changqing.
The rivers and lakes of Wudi City in the East China Sea are not as luxuriant as these two cities, because Wang Xianzhi, who claims to be the second in the world, never claims to be a fairy. The common people are not interested in the so-called immortals.
But it doesn't matter whether it's Cao Changqing or Wang Xianzhi. No matter how many floors or dozens of floors their martial arts cultivation level is, the young man under the city with his hands on the handle of the knife at his waist is at worst a great master who is on the same level as the two of them on the first floor.
Xu Fengnian stood where he was. It wasn't until this moment on this day that he suddenly realized that the old sheepskin fur man was from Xichu.
Xu Fengnian grinned.
I remember that after the battle of the three in Tai'an City ended, the top masters such as Cao Changqing and Deng Tai'a asked him the same question.
Did the old man on the bank of the Guangling River, who broke through two thousand and six armors in one breath, cross the threshold of heaven and man in one breath
At that time, Xu Fengnian didn't give the answer directly, but just smiled and stretched out a finger, and then let the two of them guess by themselves.
One breath is long, thousands of miles away and hundreds of miles away.
With a breath of sword energy, thunder rolled thousands of miles away.
As long as you can have a clear conscience, such as the blue-clothed sword god one year ago, such as the sheepskin fur old man who has untied his heart knot after one year, he will always become the number one in the world so easily.
Because you are Li Chungang.
The rivers and lakes are so big, only you are only three feet away from the sword in your hand.
The title of "Invincible Under Heaven" is so important, and only you, Li Chungang, can let it go if you want, and pick it up if you want.
Xu Fengnian was suddenly a little angry.
It's a pity that the person he wants to get angry with is no longer in this city, and is probably already far outside Tai'an City at this time.
Cao Changqing, you shouldn't have let her take her away back then!
If the year was changed to today, you can come to me and try it with the former master
Xu Fengnian rested the palms of both hands on the handles of the Beiliang Saber and the River Crossing Pawn, and took a deep breath.
Breath through Changhong.
When Xu Fengnian clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, in an instant, the majestic and majestic gate of the imperial city was crushed by his foot.
In the capital of Western Chu, thunder struck the ground.
The powder debris from the gate flew wantonly.
The short, wide-sleeved old man standing outside the gate of the imperial city was indifferent, holding his breath and concentrating, spreading his hands forward, bending his middle finger, and snapping his fingers one by one.
Every time he flicked his fingers, the old man with his sleeves swollen like a breeze would slide back a few feet.
Between the thin old man and the tall city gate, two dragons emerged from the old man's fingertips, one on the left and the other on the right.
One black and one white.
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In the exquisite waterside pavilion beside the river and lake in the northwest of the palace, the atmosphere is dignified. He Taisheng, the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army wearing a pair of golden armor, stands at the bottom of the steps, with an embarrassed expression on his face.
Although Lu Dantian, the master of swordsmanship, is the nominal leader of the 4,000 Imperial Forest Army, and is one rank higher than the three deputy commanders of the third rank, including He Taisheng, but Lu Dantian is only holding a false title and does not really work as an errand , so the real military power is actually in the hands of Gu Sui, who is in charge of guarding the palace gate at this time. As for the other deputy commander surnamed Qi, he has long been squeezed out and only drinks to soothe his worries all day long. . He Taisheng and Gu Sui are not the same. Gu Sui is a son of a family with two elders who overshadow the sun in the court, so he has a lot of money in the officialdom, while He Taisheng is from an ordinary noble family. The remarkable military achievements that have come down, and the secret attachment to the powerful have made it difficult to climb to this position. The harder it is, the more precious it is for people. At this time, He Taisheng's mood is particularly complicated. He feels guilty for the young woman emperor , there is also a trace of unknown darkness deep in his heart. He Taisheng has been a citizen of Liyang for more than 20 years. For the young and ambitious He Taisheng, it didn't matter. At that time, he felt that he was expected to become one of the ministers supporting the dragon, the founding father of the country, so he bravely killed the enemy and shined in the battle to wipe out Yan Zhenchun's cavalry army. When Jing was reporting his duties, he was quickly attracted by the handsome Song family, Song Maolin, who was by his side. After boarding the big ship of the Song family, He Taisheng made such a smooth rise. The big man Zhao Gou in this city has already promised him a general to protect him. You must know that there are as many miscellaneous generals in the entire Liyang Dynasty, but there are not many generals with real power. Next is the Four Towns and Si'an, and then it will be Song Li's turn to the Hengjiang General he won last year, and the Zhenhu General that He Taisheng got at his fingertips. Generally speaking, under the sixteen generals, the Zhenhu General who holds real power General Hengjiang is actually not inferior to General Yizhou.
He Taisheng cautiously glanced at the woman from the corner of his eye.
Great Chu Emperor.
The beauty with the rouge comment.
Coupled with the status of a female sword fairy.
The heart of the second-in-command of the Royal Forest Army was like a furnace burning.
Why is it that you, Song Maolin, a frail scholar, a useless trash, can express your admiration openly and squarely? Why do I, He Taisheng, have to bow down to you, and every time I raise a glass to toast at the banquet, the wine glass must be half a cup lower than yours deliberately so that I can feel at ease
After hearing the urgent "military situation" reported by He Taisheng, Song Wenfeng still looked confident and stood near a porch pillar. The old man smiled and said, "Does your majesty think that everything will be fine if that person suddenly appeared in the capital?"
The old man didn't get an answer, so he said to himself: "His appearance is a bit unexpected. It stands to reason that if he wants to stand outside the capital, he should wait until those ten thousand Northern Liang barbarians desperately break through several defense lines of Wu Chongxuan's army and my Dachu army, but the old minister only It can be said that this young vassal king is brave, but unfortunately, his luck is really bad. After the veteran learned from the palace that Cao Changqing had indeed left the capital to go north, the three big lords headed by my Song family began to deploy. The worst thing Cao Zhangqing came here after hearing the news was not to deal with that young man surnamed Xu. His Majesty is just here, and after all, he is still too young, so many secrets are unclear. Of course, His Majesty has never been careless The government's... "
Speaking of this, Song Wenfeng showed sarcasm for the first time in his words, "After all, women are in charge of the country, how can they really put their minds on prosperity and death."
The pale-faced Song Maolin was about to speak when Song Qingshan, who knew his son Mo Ruofu, grabbed his sleeves and glared at each other.
Song Maolin hesitated to speak, but under the warning of his father's eyes, this famous romantic man in the north and south finally lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his face was full of pain.
Song Wenfeng, who is the head of the contemporary Song family, stretched out his hand to caress the vermilion lacquer pillar, "People's hearts are repeated. When the Great Chu destroyed the country and Zhao Yi entered the city, he quickly leaked the details of the formation, but when we drove away the alien Lord Yangfan came to tell the inside story of the big formation, saying that Zhao Yi destroyed only half of the big formation. Look, Your Majesty, the same item was sold in two parts, and they were all sold at a sky-high price. Isn't it great? The old official used to be just a pedantic literati who was just a bookworm, not much better than Tang Jiahe who fled to the deep mountains and old forests, but after watching from the sidelines for twenty years, he realized that the hustle and bustle is full of fame and fortune. Who is not a merchant? Ordinary merchants seek profit, Scholars of my generation want to be famous, and they want to be famous in history after death, but the bottom line is the same.”
The old man seemed to feel a chill, and subconsciously tugged at the collar and cuffs, "Your Majesty, I ask you to look up and look around. In the current Great Chu court, who is not waiting for a price? Who is not looking for a way out? Those There are people who are truly loyal to His Majesty, and there are quite a few, but unfortunately they are already on the battlefield and not in the capital. Go on. I believe that the Liyang Zhao family will be happy to see the success of this matter. Whether it is a literati killing a literati or a literati killing a warrior, they have never killed without blood. The key is to be able to kill the opponent so that there is no way to stand up in the history books after death."
At some point, the Great Chu Emperor was still sitting cross-legged, but she was already facing the rivers and lakes and her back was facing everyone, and she had already put away the stacks of copper coins that had been carefully placed before.
She said something childish and spoiled the scenery, "Are you scaring me?"
Song Wenfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it felt like a grass sage wrote a famous piece with painstaking efforts, and a reckless man who could not read big characters stood by the desk and asked how it was written, and replied that he couldn't understand a single word.
She continued: "Although I don't quite understand what you're talking about, I'm really not scared."
She actually didn't say a word.
I was bullied a lot.
Song Wenfeng, who felt so jealous of Niu playing the piano, felt violent for some reason, and suddenly raised his hand, intending to slap the young woman.
At that moment, the old man had never been so proud.
But suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the old man almost bumped his head against the pillar.
…
At the gate of the imperial city, two mighty dragons rushed toward us.
Xu Fengnian didn't draw out any knives, but raised his hands, spread his five fingers, and directly grasped the ferocious heads of two huge flood dragons.
The brilliance exploded between the five fingers.
The two gusts of wind are so majestic and fierce that they blow Xu Fengnian's temple hair back.
Xu Fengnian pressed down with both hands.
The two black and white flood dragons were like rough old cows whose heads were forced down to drink water, bumping headlong into the water without any strength to struggle.
Xu Fengnian was suddenly knocked out of two huge holes on the left and right sides. The holes were as deep as the length of the dragon.
Xu Fengnian looked at the expressionless little old man, "I'm not here to kill people, but don't push yourself too far."
The old man twenty feet away smiled coldly, crossed his hands, and drew a big circle in front of him.
The air machine rotates and ripples burst out.
In the end, a wide and thick mirror surface was formed, as if a basin of water was picked up and removed, but the basin of water was suspended in the air.
The old man stared at this young vassal who seemed to be at the top of the rivers and lakes, and said with a smirk: "This old man is just a wild ghost in a withered mound, but he still has unresolved problems. He has never had a chance to compete with the man-cat Han Shengxuan, so Up to now, we don’t know who is the real No. 1 person in the Finger Profound Realm.”
In the mirror, the tall buildings and pavilions are lifelike, like a loft in the air, like a mirage, like a misty fairyland.
If you look carefully, you will see clearly that the entire Western Chu capital is exactly the same.
The old man stretched out a finger and tapped lightly.
Knock again and again.
A total of five times.
At the high altitude of the capital city of Western Chu, it was like a thunderbolt broke through the clouds from the nine heavens and smashed straight down, hitting the head of the young vassal king.
When the immortal was angry, five thunders struck the top.
The first sky thunder that pulled the vision of heaven and earth exploded three feet above Xu Fengnian's head.
The scattered turbulent air flowed to the ground around Xu Fengnian, cutting off three inches of the ground in an instant.
There was a look of surprise in the old man's eyes.
But the old man was soon stunned.
The second thunder did not hit the young feudal lord's head, but one foot above it, the third was higher, and the last one was really thunderous and rainy.
The heavenly handwriting of the unknown old man in front of him clearly uses the remnant energy of Western Chu as the ultimate shortcut to enter the realm of celestial phenomenon.
These remaining family properties belong to her.
And that silly girl will be depressed or happy for a long time even the gain or loss of a penny or two copper coins.
So Xu Fengnian started to move forward without saying a word.
The next moment, Xu Fengnian stood behind the little old man, "You are the only one who deserves to compete with Han Shengxuan for the number one position?"
It turned out that the old man's head was no longer in the hands of the young prince.
The old man surnamed Jiang, who had retired for many years, suddenly opened his eyes and his aura surged.
Xu Fengnian casually threw his head to the ground in front of the 1,600 iron armors.
The head rolled and the blood flowed.
At this time, there were three knights with negative swords galloping all the way along the royal road, and a loud voice sounded behind Xu Fengnian: "Xu Fengnian! Get out of the capital!"
When the three riders were approaching the gate of the imperial city, they had already drawn out their long swords one after another, and their sword energy swept across the imperial road for a while.
This is already all the masters of swordsmanship in Western Chu except Lu Dantian.
Xu Fengnian calmly said "get out".
When the three steeds were about to rush out of the city gate, it was as if they had hit a wall as hard as iron, and the heads of the horses were smashed.
Although Sanwei, who had been famous for a long time in the Great Chu Rivers and Lakes, was aware of it, he abandoned his horse and jumped up, stabbing the invisible city wall with their swords.
But without exception, the long swords that didn't have any power were snapped. The most powerful swordsman even crashed into the wall of energy mechanism.
Use three fine needles to pierce a large rice paper, the paper will not break but the needles will break.
The difference between high and low can be seen at a glance.
The three Western Chu kendo masters who had hurt their internal organs looked at each other in blank dismay.
Xu Fengnian didn't turn his head at all, looking at the iron-clad Imperial Forest Army in the distance who were so numerous and mighty as to face a formidable enemy, he said coldly, "Get out of the way."
When Xu Fengnian took a step, the first layer of iron armor in front began to take a step back.
When Xu Fengnian grabbed the pawn crossing the river on his left waist with his right hand.
The dense infantry formation became more and more crowded.
Finally, a general ordered to shoot arrows on the four sides of the city.
But the arrows of more than a thousand bows and crossbows were all less than a foot away from the string, standing still eerily, and then slowly turning the arrows.
More than a thousand cold and sharp arrows, like more than a thousand cold poisonous snakes spewing letters.
Some people swallowed, some sweated, and some trembled.
But no one made a sound, and no one retreated.
The old man of the Jiang royal family took a step forward, crushed an object in the palm of his hand, and then raised his fist and hammered it heavily on his heart.
The already tall and burly figure suddenly reached a height of one foot and four feet that can be grown by an extraordinary person's body, and the golden light overflowed.
Seeing this familiar scene, Xu Fengnian said in a deep voice, "Damn you!"
The Heavenly Court God of War raised his arms to block in front of his head.
Xu Fengnian's figure swept across the armored infantry, and the river crossing soldier with his right hand slashed at the arm of the golden giant.
The latter knocked open the gate of Miyagi.
When Xu Fengnian entered the gate, the golden giant squatting on his knees in the dust stood up straight and said loudly: "Come again!"
Xu Fengnian passed away in a flash.
The golden giant backed up again, drawing a ditch on the hard ground.
This time there was no need for the golden giant to remind him, Xu Fengnian had already smashed the golden body of Western Chu's unbreakable luck into the ground.
Xu Fengnian raised his saber and moved forward.
The gravel in the pit behind him was splashed, and the golden light was shining everywhere. The giant strode forward towards the young man's back, as fast as thunder, and every step shook the ground.
Xu Fengnian held the Beiliang knife on his right waist with his left hand.
In fact, this cold knife had already been broken in the battle with Chen Zhibao on the Guangling River, and the pawns crossing the river also showed tiny cracks.
In that battle, Xu Fengnian stabbed Chen Zhibao.
The price was being hit on the shoulder with the head of a plum wine gun that turned purple.
Xu Fengnian turned around and stabbed with his left hand.
The half of the cold knife lay horizontally in the world like the arc moon at night.
The golden giant that was hacked on the neck was not decapitated, but was sent flying with a bang, and the entire body crashed into the city wall.
This giant, who is comparable to the realm of the Buddha King Kong, opened the city wall with both hands, and was about to break through the wall and continue to fight again.
Xu Fengnian leaned forward, holding the knife in both hands, and swept away.
…
Near the water pavilion in the river and lake, news kept coming, and He Taisheng's face became more and more serious.
Song Wenfeng's face was cloudy and uncertain.
The young empress didn't seem to care about the fierce battle over there at all, looking at the dead water, occasionally a jet of water would splash.
Perhaps no one has noticed a detail, that is, the water level of this small lake has soared by more than several feet in just half a month, but because the eunuchs and maids in the palace are all newcomers from Western Chu, they don't know the past situation, so they just treat it as After spring, the small lake should be like this.
She rested her cheeks on her hands and stared into the distance, full of greenery and vitality.
This time it was her turn to sneer: "Why, you are so scared?"
Song Wenfeng sneered and said, "Does Your Majesty really think that the King of Beiliang can retreat completely? Does he really think that he can go far away with him?"
It is a beautiful time when the grass grows and the warbler flies.
But a yellow warbler somehow fell on the lake.
She murmured in a voice that she could only hear, "I won't go."
Song Wenfeng said sharply: "Jiang Si, don't forget that you were born as a member of the Jiang family of Da Chu, even if you die, you should be a ghost of the Jiang family of Da Chu! In this world, you can die anywhere, but you can't die. In that Beiliang! It's neither a safe place for Jiang Si, nor a safe place for you!"
Song Wenfeng laughed back angrily, turned her head and stared at the young woman viciously, "Haha, what a joke! Xu Xiao's eldest son wants to rescue the emperor of the Jiang family from this prison?! Your Majesty, I, Song Wenfeng For the last time, I will ask you as a minister of Da Chu, even if no one stops Da Chu, would you Jiang Si dare to go with him, and what face do you have to face Jiang's ancestors?!"
At this time, a strange but gentle voice sounded not far away, "Old bastard, shut up, please?"
If Song Wenfeng was struck by lightning, she didn't dare to turn around immediately.
Song Qingshan and Song Maolin were not much better, and He Taisheng, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army, was sweating profusely.
The young man who finally came here was dusty, and there was some blood oozing from his left shoulder.
So he subconsciously wiped his left shoulder.
Just like a farmer working in the fields, he wipes off his sweat before knocking on the door at home, so as not to let his daughter-in-law see his exhaustion.
He Taisheng took a step back quietly.
When the footsteps moved, the iron armor clattered. This made the deputy commander, who was very satisfied with the luxurious armor on his body, hate it for the first time.
The young man made a gesture of looking around, and then he deliberately did not look at a handsome young man from the Song family, but smiled at the middle-aged Song Qingshan, "Oh, you are that Song Maolin, right? , is quite dog-like."
Song Qingshan and Song Maolin's faces turned pale at the same time.
Song Wenfeng squinted his eyes, but couldn't see what he was thinking. He was indeed an old fox who had been up and down for most of his life.
Xu Fengnian stretched out his finger and hooked the middle-aged "Song Maolin" in his eyes, "Song Maolin, stand up, I want to talk to you."
Song Qingshan was extremely angry, and angrily scolded: "Xu Fengnian, you are bold! This is my big Chu capital..."
snap.
Song Qingshan, who had been slapped, flew out and fell heavily on the ground a few feet away. He twitched twice, and then his life and death were unknown.
Just as the real Song Maolin was about to speak, he was slapped out in the same way. Someone even murmured: "His mother looks a thousand miles worse than me, and dares to come out in broad daylight to pretend to be a ghost to scare people... "
With her back facing them in the water pavilion, she seemed to shrug her shoulders secretly.
Xu Fengnian, who kept his eyes on her, smiled knowingly.
He was very happy to see her, even if it was just from her back.
He Taisheng, who didn't dare to take a breath, looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and turned a deaf ear to the tragedy in front of him.
It's a pity that he was still kicked by that unreasonable young man, turned into a shrimp in the air, broke a thick willow tree, and passed out after spitting out a large bowl of blood.
Xu Fengnian walked up the steps step by step.
Song Wenfeng retreated step by step, leaning against the pillars only to realize that there was no way to retreat.
Xu Fengnian pressed his head and pushed it hard against the pillar.
The first-rank official who was in charge of the Chumen's lower province suddenly rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.
She faced the rivers and lakes, and his back to the rivers and lakes.
He tried his best to be as calm as possible and said in a soft voice: "Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, follow me."
She was silent.
He continued: "If I haven't seen enough, I can wait."
She still doesn't speak.
After the reunion, the two were speechless for a long time.
Xu Fengnian repeated the previous words, but raised his voice: "Follow me!"
But she just doesn't speak.
Xu Fengnian lowered his voice, "Are you okay?"
Jiang Si, who was no longer the little clay figurine of the poor servant girl of the Beiliang Palace, raised her head slightly, and said in a tone of no emotion: "They don't know, you don't?"
The river and lake in front of her.
Why did the water level rise in the first half of the month after the beginning of spring this year? Why do birds often fall inside and outside the capital? Why does it make people feel chilly and refreshing after staying by the lake for a long time
Because there are more than one hundred thousand swords hidden in the lake!
Flying thousands of miles from all over the world, they landed in small lakes one after another.
She said slowly: "I have asked Grandpa Lu to return the sword box to you."
He didn't know whether he really didn't know or pretended not to know, so he hummed lightly, "I received it, I'll wait for you to go back and get it."
She said flatly: "You go."
He said, "I won't bully you anymore."
He grinned, "Really."
She was silent for a moment, "You go! Since I didn't go to Xileibi, I will never leave here in this life. If you don't go, either I die or you die!"
She stood up abruptly, still facing the small lake.
Along with her getting up, "getting up" together are those one hundred thousand genuine long swords in the lake!
The world is full of sword energy!
She said angrily: "You go!"
Xu Fengnian sat quietly beside her, looking at the pair of boots that were twisted by her, he bent down to arrange them neatly.
As he stooped, he sniffled and his face was full of tears.
She can't see it.