Liu Yuanshan saw that he didn't have time to react when he missed the blow, the man's second dart had already come out of his hand, and he couldn't stop the willow leaf dart heading towards Chen Changge, Liu Yuanshan's eyes were red, and he threw the second dagger at the red-bearded man like crazy, leaving Tian Baiyi and running towards Chen Changge.

The blow just now squeezed out the last trace of Chen Changge's strength, and his limbs were empty as a wilderness, barely relying on the cold gun to move, at this time, although he saw the willow dart shooting out, he could no longer take the slightest strength to evade resistance, seeing that the iron dart was getting closer and closer, Chen Changge couldn't help but smile bitterly and closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the willow dart to take his life.

At the moment when he was about to die, many scenes appeared in Chen Changge's mind, the appearance of the crazy master Ji Rong frolicking and drinking, the dragon and snake written by the white-clothed master Zhang Baiseng, the scene of Tiancheng and Yuanshan making trouble in the Nuan Song Pavilion, and the beautiful scenery when he first saw Tian Baiyi that day.

The people I have met, the things I have heard, the scenery I have seen, and the words I have said in the past twenty years have flashed in my mind.

That being the case, twenty years is not magnificent, not to mention waves, but ordinary things of ordinary people, if they die, they will die, and let's talk about it in this life for the purpose of fulfilling their wishes in the next life.

Chen Changge had already felt the chill on the willow leaf dart, and secretly said in his heart that he would forget it, so he waited for the iron dart to attack him.

After the red-bearded man threw the last willow leaf dart, most of the anger on his face melted away, and he also looked at the dagger thrown by the young black-clothed companion, and suddenly thought.

Since the military and political yamen, the red-bearded man has never laughed, and now he is about to die at the hands of the most disgusting Xiongzhou people in his life, the red-bearded man can't help laughing at himself, and the resentment of the Xiongzhou people has dissipated a little.

Tears welled up in Liu Yuanshan's eyes, and he shouted a long song loudly, running towards the white-clothed young man who was waiting for death.

Tian Baiyi looked at the earnest black-clothed and the stubborn white-clothed young man on weekdays, his eyes were complicated, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but be a little heavier.

The people of Tianmen on the street were attracted by the sound of fighting in the military and political yamen, and stopped at the yamen to look inside, and before they could see a few glances, they were startled by the snowy vision, and before they could come to their senses, they saw a dagger flying out of the house in the air, and the middle-aged man headed by him was stunned to watch the dagger fly out and forget to dodge.

Seeing that the willow leaf dart was only two feet away from Chen Changge's front door, Chen Changge only felt a fiery burning sensation coming from his chest, extremely fast, the hot feeling spread all over his body from his chest, buzzing with a roar, a burst of golden mangs penetrated the body and yearning to spread, the golden mangs diffused very fast and faintly tore the void, the golden mangs swept the willow leaf darts, and the willow leaf iron darts that were originally shot were melted into molten iron by the golden mangs, and the molten iron boiled and scattered on the ground.

A withered man outside the gate of the mansion appeared in front of the stunned man, stretched out two fingers to hold the dagger steadily, looked at the solidified scene in the yamen, and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the bright silver spear with a circle of golden mangs through the body, and the two fingers broke the Liu Yuanshan family heirloom with a slight force, and a gust of wind gushed out from the fingertips.

The dagger of the red-bearded man was entangled by the wind and lost its strength, and it fell lightly to the ground, and the black-clothed young man who ran towards his friend was bounced back by a gust of wind, avoiding the fate of being burned to ashes by the golden mang.

Just a finger, he saved three lives, the withered man carried an ancient sword wrapped in white cloth into the military and political yamen, a man with a scar on his face in the crowd saw this miraculous scene, suddenly thought, took a few steps back and disappeared into the crowd.

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Luyang County, Yongzhou.

Yongzhou is adjacent to the center of the dynasty, after a vast mountain range, it will arrive at Zhongzhou, where the imperial capital of the dynasty is located, the old monk Jirong carries the white water glutinous from the sword saint Xie Wuliang and walks in the mountains and forests idly, the temperature of Yongzhou and the beasts in the warm mountain forests are mostly not bothered by the cold winter and snow all over the mountains looking for food.

A tiger with an eye-catching eye followed the old monk Sanli Mountain Road, and attacked twice from behind, but was dodged by the old monk, and the drunken monk Jirong teased the beasts of the mountains and forests while drinking white water, and felt extremely interesting, and deliberately slowed down so that the tiger could catch up with him.

Ji Rong, who had just drunk a sip of white water and was calculating the position of the tiger, trembled in his heart, his face was pale, a pair of cloudy eyes instantly cleared his eyes and looked at the northeast direction, and the tiger who chased the three-mile road saw the old monk standing still, and flew to the old monk, seeing that the front paws were less than three feet away from the old monk, the old monk raised his hand and waved a gust of wind to knock the tiger out of more than ten zhang and knocked down three hundred-year-old thick trees before it could stop, and the tiger that fell under the tree trembled a few times, and then lost its vitality.

Ji Rong, a drunken monk who had never killed in his life, broke the killing ring for the first time, and his figure rose from the ground and broke through the air in the northeast direction.

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Tianmen Pass, military and political yamen.

Everyone present looked at each other, Liu Yuanshan, who fell to the ground, hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Changge, who was in a state of strength, and saw that Chen Changge was stunned by the golden mang, and the red-bearded man who had been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years watched the golden mangs incinerate the willow leaf darts one after another, and saw the dagger that shot fell to the ground, I don't know why.

The withered man with the sword entered the military and political yamen, and when he saw the surging golden mang, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, and muttered: "A monk who pretends to be crazy and stupid." ”

With that, the man waved his big hand, and a burst of dim light gushed out, pushing Jin Mang back into Chen Changge's body very gently.

Chen Changge only felt another hot sensation in his chest, and slowly opened his eyes to look at the molten iron on the ground and the people in the courtyard were extremely puzzled.

The withered man took out two pills from his arms and flicked them with his fingers, flicked the pills into the mouths of Chen Changge and the red-bearded man, and looked at the bright silver spear with a bitter smile.

"Senpai, senpai. A sound broke the strange atmosphere of the people in the courtyard, and a soldier in armor hung an ancient sword on his waist and entered the military and political yamen, and the soldiers looked at the people in the yamen in disbelief, the boss with his mouth open, unable to speak.

Liu Yuanshan, who was sitting on the ground, heard the sound like a lightning strike, struggled to get up, looked back at the armored soldier, couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled bitterly, the same is true for the armored soldier, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, two lines of tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, laughing very freely, Chen Changge recovered some strength after taking the pill, looked lightly along the laughter, shook his head and sighed for a long time.

Tian Baiyi's mind was clear, and when he saw the three of them with such expressions, he naturally understood, and couldn't help but murmur: "It's a coincidence." ”

Outside the military and political yamen, the two sentinels Qin Guan rode heavily and galloped over, and the military division Fang Bo often jumped on the horse and walked in the forefront, at that time, the military and political yamen just fought each other, and there were soldiers who reported to the commander's office, and it was a big crime to break into the official office, so Fang Bo often went in person.

Fang Bo often dismounted, waved his hand and rode off the horse, the tiger head knife in his hand was sonorously unsheathed, and surrounded the military and political yamen, Fang Junshi advanced the military and political yamen, and before he could speak, he saw the withered man in the courtyard, raised his hand to let the soldier collect his weapon and withdraw from the yamen, bowed and said: "I have seen my predecessors." ”

Zhang Wuhui bowed slightly.

Fang Bochang asked in a low voice, "This?"

Zhang Wuhui's eyes were still on the bright silver spear, shaking his head and saying nothing, Zhao Sijun told the military advisor Fang Bochang the whole reason.

Chen Changge, who had recovered some strength, sat down cross-legged to dissolve the pill in his body, and after a stick of incense, Chen Changge relieved his strength, got up and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

Zhang Wuhui didn't pay attention to it, still staring at the cold gun, and asked, "Who are you that crazy monk?"

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Tianmen Pass Commander's Mansion.

In the study, Tianmen Pass guarded Qin Xiong and sat in the middle, the military advisor Fang Bochang and Zhang Wuhui sat down with their hands down, Chen Changge, Liu Yuan, Yamada and Baiyi stood in the hall, Qin Xiong's injuries gradually improved in the past half a month, and his originally pale face recovered a little blood, holding the reward document of Lu Zhen, the prefect of Hongyong, with his brows tightly locked.

Qin Xiong put the letter aside, shook his head and said, "This document is a little abnormal, how is the red beard's injury?"

The military advisor Fang Bochang said with a deep face: "The right arm is broken, and the meridians are blocked, and it is difficult to say whether it can be recovered after raising. ”

Thinking of that reckless man, Qin Xiong couldn't help but smile and said: "It's rare, the red beard has been arrogant for a long time, and now he has suffered such a big loss under the hands of two dolls, maybe how to be annoyed." ”

The military advisor Fang Bochang is a middle-aged scribe, with a long beard and heavy eyebrows on the battlefield for a long time, and most of the bookish energy on his body has been dissipated, and he said with a smile: "Strange to say, this guy has changed his mind, and he recuperated in the foreign government without making trouble, making noise, or scolding, and he has been a lot kinder." ”

Qin Xiong groaned slightly, and said: "The three of you can't leave for the time being, stay in this Commander's Mansion for the time being, I will send someone to Hongyong Mansion overnight to check the name, if there is really no name signed by the two of you, it will be fine." ”

Chen Changge and a few people thanked him, and Uncle Fang often ordered the sergeant to arrange a residence for a few people, and the withered man who had not spoken for a long time stood up and said lightly: "Follow me." ”

After finishing speaking, he left, and just out of the camp gate, he pointed to Xiang Tiancheng, the newly promoted guard who was standing at the door, and added: "And him." ”

The withered man acted arrogantly and domineeringly, but no one could take care of it, leaving the second-grade protector of the dynasty, Qin Xiong, the third-rank commander, and Fang Bochang smiled bitterly again and again.

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The commander's mansion is under the city tower, three miles to the east is the Qinguan army camp, across half of the Tianmen Pass, these days the north does not dare to invade the border, more than 100,000 soldiers take advantage of the hard-won leisure time to practice the battle array.

After nightfall, the roar of the sergeants in the barracks was still endless, and a light horse with a tiger's head sword hanging from his waist went out of the south gate and went straight to Hongyong Mansion.

In the courtyard of the Commander's Mansion, there were soldiers who brought wine and food, and the five of them sat at the same table in the courtyard, Chen Changge and a few people secretly glanced at the mysterious withered man from time to time and was silent and did not dare to speak, only Tian Baiyi didn't care at all, and drank a glass of red wine unique to Tianmen Pass.

The withered man couldn't help but laugh at the behavior of the three people, and scolded with a smile: "I have vegetables on my face? ”

Tian Bai thought about the two people who were fighting in the military and political yamen today, and the corners of his mouth hooked up to reveal a touching smile, and he scolded with a smile: "Stunned." ”

At this point, the three of them dared to use chopsticks to drink, and the originally condensed atmosphere gradually became lively, especially the withered man who had been guarding the lonely mountain for 20 years also felt a little more happy to guard a group of young children.

The bright moon outside the gate of heaven became brighter and brighter, and several people drank more and more, and Chen Changge and the three of them found the shadow of Xiongzhou in a trance.

The moonlight was like water, and seeing that it had reached the third watch, the withered man Zhang Wuhui held the Tinghan gun in his hand, and asked Chen Changge with a smile: "Did the crazy monk tell you about this gun?"