Regardless of how prosperous the king's capital is, or how magnificent and fantastic legends circulate, the small small village on Beihong Mountain is isolated from it.
The sky in Beihong Mountain is bright, as usual, the gentle wind in the valley, with the light fragrance of flowers blowing into Beihongzhai, the wind in this world is fair, it blows everywhere, the wind It’s blowing in the treacherous capital, where the capital, or the high-ranking officials who raise the prostitutes behind their backs, and the mistress of a certain family who is carried by the concubine, all knead into the wind, then the Beihong Mountain and How can there be no secrets in a small village in isolation
Maybe there is, but it is always the bandit’s cottage owner who is dedicated to helping the people, but he has never done the bad things like the Prime Minister Wang Miao searching for the people and the people. The people on the edge of Beihong Mountain don’t care, even if they faintly hear from the valley. The iron objects collided from the depths, and the sound of horseshoes slamming was just as dust falling from the clothes, and the bullets and pats passed.
The martial arts field in the village is huge, because Tianyin didn’t like female celebrities since he was a child, and only loved the swords, guns and clubs. When Tianyin was ten years old, he was seriously ill and handed over the village to Tianyin. Tianyin expanded the martial arts training ground. There were also masters who made excellent weapons in the village. The periphery of the martial arts training ground was tall and long. At this time, Qi Niaoluo and Tianyin are using silver spears against each other.
Tianyin held Fengyue in her hand, and she shot quickly and decisively, with strong moves, and under the dazzling sunlight, she couldn't see how she shot.
On the opposite side, Qi Curula took advantage of her light and soft posture. One bent over and the other twisted to avoid the menacing silver spear. In the appearance battle, Wei Heng also saw Qi Curling a tall black crow. Diverging and chaotically, I think it is the horse's tail raised.
"Curl is indeed a great improvement over the previous few days."
Watching every move of the girl on the opposite side, Tianyin's eyes showed satisfaction and stopped the attack.
"Strictly teaches high apprentices."
Qi Ling curled his hand over, showing appreciation of Tianyin.
"I have practiced for a long time today. I have something to do. Let's go and rest curled up! After a few days, I will take you to the hot spring."
During the small chat, I talked to Curly about a hot spring in Beihong Mountain. The little girl wanted to go. To Qi Curly, Tianyin treated her like a sister, and took her away after a few days. .
"Eh, that's great!"
Qi Qiu jumped when he heard it, and he was so happy that he forgot the fact that he had fish tails when he saw the water.
Tianyin left the martial arts training ground, returned to the house, changed his clothes, and left Beihongzhai. He arrived in the green pine forest that Qi Ku had visited that day, but the destination was not the small wooden house, but a deeper place.
Tianyin's feet are fast, and he walks very familiarly in the green pine forest.
As the woman went deeper and deeper, the terrain changed from tortuous, winding mountain and forest trails to more and more open flat land, and even the forests became less and less.
Not far away, it was actually a piece of silver light, the weapons collided with a crisp sound, and the man's calm and powerful slogans were uniformly transmitted into Tianyin's ears.
Seeing this, Tianyin's eyes grew firmer.
"master."
The soldier in silver armor greeted him and knelt respectfully toward Tianyin.
"As I said earlier, you don't need to care about this etiquette."
Tianyin didn't have time to stop the man in front of him, and he said something that he had said countless times earlier.
"The master saved us all of our soldiers and saved the major general from being insulted by the hateful barbarians. This is my lifelong benefactor."
When the man who got up talked about the major general, his eyes fell with a touch of pain.
"This is what I must do."
Hearing these words, Tianyin was stunned in the yellow sand flying training ground, recalling the bloody color at the gate of the royal city at that time.
That should have happened three years ago, Tianyin wanted to forget what he saw that day, but now, in his mind, the eyes that the husband was still open before his death are still clear.
That day, the city wall was still as magnificent as it was a hundred years ago, and the majesty of the emperor was still displayed in the primitive city bricks. How could the wooden doors of ten people be opened today? In the battle against the barbarians, the emperor and court officials in the imperial palace were trembling and afraid to open the gate of the royal capital.
The people of the barbarians, dressed in clothes snatched from the capital, walked proudly at the gates. Their crude words and deeds in the past, even wearing the most luxurious and exquisite robes of Chasing Yunguo, are just more reckless and strange.
"The wimpy emperor of the cloud chasing country, your life-saving straw, General Feng Yi is defeated in our hands, don't hurry up to cede the city and offer rare treasures to the barbarians!"
"If you don't have anything to say, don't blame my barbarians for the leader to beat your cloud chasing king!"
"Hahaha!"
This group of frantic and self-satisfied people laughed, laughter seemed to come from hell, and rage swept the entire capital.
Tianyin also forgot how long after she was hidden from the feared crowd, the woman stared at the man's head hanging high above the city gate with a pair of eyes, and slowly filled with tears, her fist under her sleeve was squeezed tightly.
The sun stabbed people's eyes with pain, and Tianyin moved lightly, so he flew up to the capital city wall, removed the first stage hanging on it, and left like a wind.
No matter how the wicked barbarian jumped, no matter how the king talked about it.
"Master, do you want to watch the soldiers perform their troops?"
The man in the silver armor asked, calling back Tianyin, whose thoughts were flying.
"Ok."
Tianyin answered, his nose was sour and his throat was dry and dumb, it was difficult to say a word.