Seeing that it was Huo Qing, the faces of several young people turned pale with fright. A young man who was more courageous puffed up his strength and said, "There are fish in the stream here, this, and we...... Grab a few ...... Mr. Jean and the Rider ......"

The man in the green shirt waved his hand, grinned, and shouted at the young men who were standing upright: "It's okay, it's okay! You guys can grab a few more, it's been a long time since you opened meat!"

After saying that, he turned his head and smiled at Huo Qing, who was wearing silver armor, holding a sword in his hand, and wearing a silver helmet, and quipped: "You kid, why are you so nervous! Isn't it just catching fish, you need to keep a face?"

Huo Qing was said this, nodded secretly, as if there was something wrong, and shook his head again: "Sir, there are rules in the army, they ......"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a light foot, Huo Qing stumbled, was dragged by the neckline, and walked towards the stream

"I called you kid here to take a bath, and the sun will set no matter how much grinding and chirping. I saw a man in a green shirt, dragging a person, and while talking, he walked towards the stream without looking back.

Wu Chang Ma Wu behind him saw this scene, scratching his head and smirking "hey, hey, hey" - where is this the eldest son with a silver spear on the snow in the north in the past.

The stream passes through the forest, the color is like green and blue, clear to the bottom, accompanied by the murmuring sound of "whoosh", it is very pleasant in the sunset.

The three of them sat on the bluestone by the stream, and Ma Wu couldn't bear to take off his armor and pants, and ran into the water to catch fish with a few young people.

The man in the green shirt took off his blue robe, bare his upper body, bent down and took off his boots, and caught a glimpse of the person sitting next to him still wearing armor, and glanced at him: "Are you still stunned?"

Huo Qing looked at the man a little shyly, but couldn't help but be surprised, the man's naked upper body, although the muscles were not obvious, but they were vigorous and powerful, and the exposed places were densely covered with dozens of scars, the longest one was a knife wound on the left shoulder of the back, which was a foot long, and he gasped.

Perhaps finding something strange in the other party's eyes, the man in the green shirt continued to lower his head, took off his boots, and said in an extremely calm tone: "They are all left by fighting people when they were young." ”

"I have long heard that when Mr. was young, he followed Duke Wulie to fight on the battlefield, with great achievements, one man and one sword, and no one was invincible in the army.

After taking off his boots, the man looked up and smiled at him, his face was full of endless vicissitudes, he stood up, patted Huo Qing's shoulder, and smiled: "Licking blood from the knife edge, it is inevitable that you will be stabbed a few times." ”

After that, he wore a pair of white roving mattress trousers, topless, and walked barefoot into the water.

The stream water was cold and clear, not past his waist, he plunged into the stream with a short body, a cold instantly swept around his body, refreshing his spleen, between two breaths, he poked his head out of the water, rubbed the sweat stains and dirt on his body with both hands, and beckoned to the shore.

I saw that Huo Qing by the stream, his skin was as white as jade, his body was like a tall poplar tree, and his already strong body was outlined with muscles, and the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on his fair and strong body, which was particularly dazzling. He squirmed, and walked unnaturally towards the stream.

When the stream water submerged Huo Qing's waist, perhaps because of the sultry heat in the south and the fact that he had not bathed for too long, he was soaked in the cool stream water, and he suddenly felt comfortable, but he became happy, enjoying the sunshine and scrubbing the dirt that had accumulated on his body for dozens of days.

After cleaning, he swam back and forth in the stream a few times, then looked around, and saw that the man was soaked in the water, revealing his head, and was closing his eyes to recuperate, Huo Qing shouted "Sir!" to the man and swam towards the man.

The man remained motionless, his eyes closed, and only gave a soft "um".

Huo Qing swam to the man's side, kicked the water with both feet, stood in the water, wiped the water droplets on his face, and said with a smile: "After days of rapid marching, Mr. is also tired, Huo Qing pressed Mr. on his shoulder." ”

The man didn't answer, and said "um" again.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Huo Qing walked behind the man, and a pair of fair-skinned and slender but very powerful palms pressed on the man's shoulder, and seriously pressed the man's shoulder.

"Sir, do you want to clean your face?" Huo Qing asked as he pressed the man's shoulder.

The man's eyebrows were slightly raised, he opened his eyes, stretched out a hand from the water, and touched his chin, and then he suddenly realized that since the emperor came out of the city for more than ten days, the army has traveled thousands of miles, and he has even forgotten to shave and clean.

Before the man could nod, Huo Du took out a short dagger out of nowhere and handed it to the man.

"Good knife!" the man looked at the dagger, and was amazed, and grabbed it in his hand, and his pupils gave birth to a rare affection, which was not as free and easy as usual.

This is a dagger half a foot long, the handle is a horse head forged from gold, the front and back are inlaid with three green agate, the blade is extremely sharp like a crescent moon, he turned his wrist, and suddenly a cold light appeared, and the murderous aura was compelling.

Huo Qing saw that the man was interested in his dagger, stepped forward, a little proud, and said, "Mr. likes this dagger?"

The man craned his neck, scraped the stubble on his face with a dagger, pouted, and muttered, "It's a good knife!"

"Since Mr. likes it, then Huo Qing will give this dagger to Mr. Huo Qing took out a golden scabbard from his waist and handed it over.

The man shook his head and said, "Such a good knife is wasted in Jiu, when you return to Jiuyuan County one day, send someone to send a few jars of liquor to your north, which makes Jiu Mou happier than getting this dagger." ”

I saw the man skillfully shave, washed the residue on the knife edge with clean water, and handed it back.

The sky in the mountains is getting dark fast, the sun in the west is gradually sinking towards the mountains, the sky is also dark, not far away, a shadow flashes in the bamboo forest, and the sound of birds is frightened.

"What kind of person!" Huo Qing shouted, standing in the stream and looking vigilantly at a bamboo grove on the other side of the stream.

I saw a white shadow walking out of the forest, standing with his head bowed, leaning on a nanzhu tree, and the whole person was proud of the snow and frost - it turned out to be a woman!

"Are you the reinforcements sent by Emperor Lin?" she said in a cold tone, ignoring Huo Qing's questioning just now.

She glanced at everyone, only to see a few big men in front of her, staring directly at herself, the woman in white shook the plain white veil on her body, and snorted coldly: "Shameless." ”

"Good, beautiful fairy ......" Ma Wuyi's face was pale, his eyes were like nails that could not be pulled out, and he looked straight at the cold woman like jade, with saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Among the topless men, there was one person who was unusual, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he met his cold gaze and met his own eyes.

- At that moment, she seemed to see the person she hadn't seen for a long time, the man who made her hate and imprinted in her heart, their eyes were so similar, and the strong and dazzling light in her eyes made her heart tremble.

Three years ago, in the year of peach and plum, she ascended to the position of the high priest of Wuyue Kingdom early, and for a time the entire Nanban was fascinated, and the girl who was once thirteen years old and entered the land of Nanban alone became the high priest above ten thousand people under one person.

That year, she was arrogant and slaughtered a Miao village in the south alone. In that rainy night, the blood flowed like a river, the smell of blood filled the entire forest, the sky within a radius of dozens of miles, there were countless crows hovering in black, but none of them dared to peck on the ground, she stood on a two-zhang high corpse mountain, the whole person was drenched in the rain, and no blood stained her body.

Just as she was waiting for her to take a step and prepare to return to Moon Worship City, a figure flashed in the dark night, the person was wearing a black robe, wearing a dark iron mask, the hideous black iron mask was engraved with the word "night", the person's eyes were sharp, like the sun in the middle of the night, flashing with dazzling light, and a long sword as black as ink in the black robe's hand pressed against his throat

"-Hand over the Nine Shadow Fire Poppy, spare you from death!"

The Nine Shadows Fire Poppy is one of the three treasures of the Wuyue Clan, growing in the Nine Hidden Valley of the Moon God Mountain, the forbidden land of the Wuyue Clan, where it is dark all year round and does not see the sun, but whenever the moon rises, it can always illuminate it, and the fiery red poppies bloom all over the valley - the Nine Shadows Fire Poppy.

It can erase the most infatuated feelings in people's hearts, and anyone who is poisoned will not be able to get out of the illusion of the Nine Shadows in this life.

According to legend, there was once a Buddhist monk who thought he could cross this flower, meditated in the Nine Secluded Valley for 33 days, chanted the Buddha day and night, and finally was the poison of the Nine Secluded Fire Poppy in the body, and never remembered the Buddhist path that he had pursued all his life, and his cultivation was scattered and fell into the mortal dust.

"Girl, you have lost!" said the black-robed swordsman coldly, "If it weren't for the mercy of my men, you would have died a long time ago." ”

The white robe on her body was torn to pieces by the man's fierce sword qi, only a few fragments were left on her body, and the Miaoman's body, which was as white as condensed fat, was mostly exposed to the eyes of men, her arms as white as blue lotus were covered in her chest, her face was full of consternation, and a pair of cold eyes were timid.

"You have to marry me!" Xue Wei shouted at the man in dismay, the first time she had been seen naked by a man.

According to the rules of the Wuyue clan, a woman's body can only be seen by her husband, and if a woman's body is seen by someone other than her husband, then the woman is considered a dirty person. A woman who has been defiled will not be favored by the moon god, and she will be a disgrace to the whole family.

"I just need nine fire poppies. The black-robed swordsman said lightly, his tone cold.

"Don't you want to marry me?" Xue Wei stomped her foot in annoyance and asked eagerly. She stared at the man who was only a few meters away from her, and her eyes turned out to be pleading.

A woman like her who looks like a fairy is the object of many men's lewd sleep night and night, and every man in the world will compete to see the beauty, but the black-robed swordsman is unmoved.

"I'll say it again, I want the Nine Shadows Fire Poppy. The black-robed swordsman didn't feel emotionally moved at all for the fairy-looking woman in front of him, and with a slash of the long sword, a cold murderous aura spread all over the world, and a cold long sword pointed straight at her.

"Okay, I'll give it to you!" Xue Wei was in tears, hysterical.

That night, they confronted each other in the rain, and she was arrogant, thinking that there was no one in the world except her grandmother who was her opponent, but she was defeated by the black-robed swordsman in ten moves. Since then, she has regarded the man who came from the darkness as her own shame, and she will never forget half of it for the rest of her life.

In the rainy night, the man covered in darkness walked towards the depths of the woods, he held a sword in one hand, walked alone, the night gradually obliterated his back, he stopped, looked back at the woman who was already in tears: "What's your name?"

"Xue Wei!" The rain mixed with her crystal tears, which had long been indistinguishable, she brushed the wet black hair between her forehead, and shouted at the man, "Then what is your name?"

The man was nowhere to be seen in the night, and there was a dead silence in the direction in which he had disappeared.