In some of the gloomy canopies, stratus clouds as light as a veil floated, and the not very strong sunlight sprinkled mottled shadows from the clouds, lazily scorching the desolate and barren land outside the plug. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On an official road that stretched to the horizon, an old horse pulled a carriage with green curtains and green silk, moving slowly and steadily. The horse is an old horse, a weak old horse! Ye Du has always liked old things, such as old yellowed ancient books, rusty broken swords, and old people who have experienced vicissitudes, and he thinks that they must have something worth learning from. Like the old horses in front of you, you will be able to pull the cart more smoothly, you will be able to avoid the speeding horses more easily, and you will definitely have more endurance than the galloping horses. The horse was bought by Ye Du from one of the most dilapidated horse farms in Yulou Pass, this old horse has a very tall skeleton, pure black mane, but very thin torso, among the dozens of galloping horses, Ye Du picked it at a glance, because he thinks that the old horse will definitely know the way! Blue Moon Country, for Ye Dui, is strange, novel, full of unknown mysteries! Ye Du doesn't know where he should go, and he doesn't know where to go, and he doesn't know where to go is a place of interest, because, for him, sword training and killing are the only two important things in life!

Ye Duan has traveled many long distances, and has also traveled to many borders in Loulan Kingdom, although he usually likes to eat sweets, for example, he has been eating walnut candy for the past three days. However, he usually does not carry sweet pastries or hearty dishes with him when he goes out, and he does not like foods that are too oily, because he thinks that the five flavors are refreshing, and the more delicious things are, the more they can hide the strong poison. Pharmacology, Ye Du has not studied in depth, and Ye Du is also a person who does not like to be too adventurous, so this time, he only carried with him - two pots of clear well water contained in cowhide water bladders, and thirteen steamed buns wrapped in oil paper. There must be a groom in a carriage, but Ye Dui did not hire any grooms of different ages and statures standing on the edge of the Yulouguan racecourse, because, since he was stabbed in the arm by a servant at the age of thirteen, Ye Dui was used to the way of being alone......

The vast end of the world, the long journey, the unreachable destination, a person's long journey must be boring and boring. Everyone hopes that every time they travel far away, they can have a beautiful encounter, they can make two or three confidants who talk happily, and they can meet a memorable woman. In Loulan, Ye Duan has traveled many times and met many people, including a rickety and elderly farmer, a woman with a baby in her arms, a knight who travels far away with a sword, and a girl in her scorching youth...... Ye Du wanted to know if anyone would show up on this trip, or if something would happen!

Looking out of the carved wooden window on the carriage, the carriage under his feet seemed to have just crossed a high mountain with swaying grass, and the body was slightly tilted. The old horse was tilting his head up, moving fast or slow on the old official road of bluestone, although it was downhill, the speed was very steady. Ye Duan half leaned on the carriage, retracting his somewhat distracted gaze, his left hand was still holding the Longquan Green Sword, his eyes were fixed on a scroll on the palm of his right hand, to be precise, it should be a roll of yellowed white silk. From a rough point of view, the right head of the white silk is written with four flying white characters, the ink is very light, the words are like mist and light silk, clear and dusty, and the four big characters continue to be written "Lianyun Thirteen Style" Five flying white small characters, Ye Duan's expression suddenly became very solemn, he looked very carefully, and he was also very engrossed, and he was muttering in his mouth: "'Fifteen good swordsmanship, thirty invincible opponents! Forty return to the realm, fifty ask the avenue." Broken dreams are frosty and snowy, and streamers are shining. In the pool of sealed sword songs, the long song tour is too empty!' The sword immortal Mo Xiaoyao learned all the masters of the world 70 years ago, and faced 13,571 enemies, and never lost the results! The last learning was ashamed, and he was able to get a glimpse of such wonderful swordsmanship in the Qianji Dunjia, and he knew what he had learned for half his life, and he paid for the flowing water and the way of the sword, and he had not yet realized the realm of no tricks! Blue Moon 1409, the year of the second year of the mid-autumn month of Bingshen Day, the famous sword Wu Xuzi has, the book is in the Tingfeng Pavilion ......"

Ranked fourth on the Wushuang list, a pot of sake boiled in the world, half a lifetime of exile Mo Xiaoyao, the god of wine, the immortal in the sword Mo Xiaoyao's name in Loulan Country no one knows, no one knows! Ye Dui held the hand of the white silk and trembled a little with excitement, and his deep pupils emitted an extremely bright light, Ye Du was thinking, Mr. Ziyou wrote this Lianyun Thirteen style on this white silk fourteen years ago, and from the handwriting engraved on the silk- The slightly revealed sword intent speculated that his swordsmanship must have reached a very deep level, but he still hasn't realized the realm of no tricks in the swordsmanship, and Mo Xiaoyao, the god of wine, has reached the realm of no tricks seventy years ago, I don't know how terrifying this sword immortal Mo Xiaoyao's perception of the sword path should be?

Da Da ...... Da Da ...... Dada, the sound of horses' hooves, dusty, the thin old horse pulling the cart will never gallop so fast, let alone make the crisp sound of the clattering horse's paw hitting the ground, obviously, there is someone behind him, it must be two fast horses, from the sound of urging the horse, you can hear that there are two women riding on the horse! Ye Dui, who was sitting in the carriage, put the white silk in his hand close to his body, tightened the three-foot-seven-inch Longquan green sword with his left hand, and slowly retracted his long legs. Ye Du calmed down, slowly opened the curtain of the car, jumped under his feet, his body stood on the horizontal log suspended under the carriage, his right hand quickly pulled the reins of the hanging horse, and the old horse walking slowly on the side of the mountain immediately stopped, and after the old horse shook the horse's head, he rustled in the grass on the side of the cliff, Ye Du is a person who does not like restraint, so he has already taken off the old horse's horse chew and let it pant freely. Ye Du had met a lot of pedestrians on the way to hike, and he was used to running crowds, so standing on the crossbar, he didn't turn around to look at the appearance of people, he just stood quietly, his contemplative eyes looked at the ground calmly, as if thinking about the calligraphy and paintings on the white silk......

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and a hot wind was rapidly coming from his side. "Hoo ......" and "hoo ......", the two coquettish sounds of the horses sounded at the same time, and the two galloping horses stopped in a hurry with the neighing of the long horses, and the four sturdy front hooves brought out four extremely long black scratches on the smooth bluestone slab. Ye Dui, who was contemplative, couldn't help but raise his eyes looking at the ground, and looked at the two women on horseback with some strangeness, no, three women to be exact.

The horse is a good horse, the two horses are snow-white, there is no half of the hair on the body, the horse's hooves are snow-white, and the horse's paw is also bright silver. Strangely, the necks of these two horses looked much shorter than those of ordinary horses, and their snow-white manes stood fluffy in the wind, looking like two majestic and high-spirited white lions. Two snow-white horses, both with sterling silver saddles on their backs, and white pythons wearing gold cloud brocade horse mats.

Ye Dui's expression was a little calm, and he was carefully looking at the three women in front of him. Standing on the white horse on his left, on horseback, is sitting a woman of the same age as himself, the body is slightly plump, the face is good, the hair is decorated with begonia drops and jade hairpins, wearing a peacock red agate pearl bead chain under the head, wearing a red glow smoke and dill gauze on the upper body, wearing a group of pomegranates and butterflies on the lower body, and the body is tied with a vermilion brocade palace silk, this woman is wearing a bright red, red like a bright flame. She was holding a girl dressed in the same dress in her arms, the girl was very young, she looked only about ten years old, at that time, the little girl in her arms was combing two black braids on her head, she was opening her big sparkling eyes, tilting her little head, and looking at Ye Du with a happy expression. The first white horse on the right, the woman sitting on horseback, but it is as bright as a hibiscus out of the water, her head is decorated with a hollow orchid white jade hairpin, her ears are covered with white jade dripping water pendant, she is wearing a silver-patterned cicada gauze dress, a cloud-embroidered narcissus skirt, and a lotus lily silk silk is tied on her waist......

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