When the soldiers heard this, they exchanged glances at each other, and faintly formed a semicircle, approaching Feng Ming. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Whose life is that?" The soldier at the head stared at Feng Ming, who was sitting by the fire extremely calmly, and when he asked with a calm expression, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Many lives. Feng Ming laughed, clapped his hands and stood up, looked into the frightened eyes of the soldier, took out a scroll from his back, and handed it to the soldier, "Take me to meet him." ”

The soldier glanced at Feng Ming, his hand covered with scars took the scroll handed to him, spread it out and glanced at it casually, and when he saw the word "battle gate", his eyes shrank, he didn't dare to look any further, and respectfully handed the scroll into Feng Ming's hand again, "Sir, where it's rude, look at a lot of Haihan." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Feng Ming smiled lightly, but he didn't laugh, and inserted the scroll into the bamboo grid, "How many days have you been separated?"

"It's been two days, and it only takes half a day to catch up with the retreating army. The soldier replied respectfully, bowing his head.

"Let's go!"

Feng Ming restrained his smile, put on the gray robe resting on the edge of the fire again, picked up a fire stick, and threw it towards the darkness.

A high-pitched howl sounded like lightning from afar, and a swarthy black steed approached Mars. Feng Ming turned over and jumped on the galloping horse, and said on horseback, "Take me to him." ”

"Yes."

The leading soldiers hurriedly responded, mounted their horses with torches, and groped their way ahead.

The next morning, the soldiers were sleepy. They stopped under a city and were led in by the soldiers of the Lu State who were guarding the city.

Feng Ming's hands shrunk under the wide wind robe, and he looked at the awe-inspiring gaze of the soldiers guarding the city. He didn't speak, just looked into the distance.

With a sharp step, Shang Xie walked into the tent with the hilt of his sword, and he glanced at the soldier, "Where is the gentleman who is looking for me?"

The soldiers cautiously glanced towards the strange-looking Feng Ming, making way for them.

"Shang Xie, I haven't seen you for five years. ”

Feng Ming looked at the Shang evil who walked in, he took off his hood, and said in a hoarse voice, as if he was greeting someone he knew.

The voice was a little familiar, Shang Xie squinted at the person standing across from him, he frowned and asked, "Are you?"

Feng Ming heard Shang Xie's question, he glanced at the soldiers standing on both sides and did not speak.

"Stand down. Shang Xie noticed Feng Ming's eyes, and he immediately understood, and drank back the soldiers who remained in the tent.

When all the soldiers had retreated, Feng Ming raised his withered hand and rested on the broken gray mask, his eyes showing a hint of fatigue, "Battle Gate!"

The mask was removed, and hidden underneath was a half-withered face, wrinkled with memories of the past.

After Shang Xie looked at the face of the almost old man, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the other half of the almost young face, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Don't be surprised, this is what I look like I'm nearing death. Feng Ming stared at Shang Xie's face and took out a jade piece from his waist, "I'll bring it to ask you." ”

"The battle flag lives on, and the faith remains!"

As the jade piece was placed in front of Shang Xie by Feng Ming, his expression was solemn, and he stretched out his right hand to clench his fist and pushed it towards Feng Ming, roaring sonorously.

"No, I'm not a son of war, so you don't have to say such things to me. Feng Ming shook his head and looked at the jade piece, "Changping is fighting, and he is gone." Now let me ask you, would you still like to stay on the battlefield?"

Shang Xie's clenched fist rattled sound, his upper and lower jaws were tensed, and his eyes revealed a trace of sadness, "This is my answer to you, teacher!"

As soon as the thread tied to the jade piece was pulled, the jade piece returned to Feng Ming's hand again. His eyes were complicated, and he covered the broken mask again, "I'm from Handan, your senior brother has too many things in his heart, and he can't go far on the battlefield." ”

When Shang Xie heard Feng Ming's words, he didn't answer, just stared at Feng Ming's deep gaze.

Feng Ming walked over and patted on top of the Shang Evil Arm Armor, "Now Chu will cross the Ya and venture westward, cooperating with the beacon of the Pudan grassland to flank you here." If you are defeated, the back of your Lu Guochi Plains will be exposed to the minions of the Chu army. ”

Shang Xie's fist-clenched arm gently tapped forward, his gaze fixed on nothingness, as if he was whispering to himself, "Zhanmen, Shang Xie, the battle flag will last forever!"

At the end of the sentence, he withdrew his hand, gently hung it on his waist, and turned his head to answer Feng Ming's words, "I know, I have already planned for the worst from Qufu. ”

"What is it?" Feng Ming buried his head, and under his eyelashes were a pair of melancholy eyes.

"I came with a coffin. The plain words were uttered by Shang Xie, and the leather on his body was dark gray.

His hands were retracted into his robe again, Feng Ming passed by Shang Xie, he opened the felt curtain, and tilted his head slightly, "I still have about ten years to live, you take care." ”

"Congratulations, teacher. ”

Shang Xie knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Feng Ming, who had left outside.

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【Qin State.Danyang】

Le Ju looked up at the lead-gray sky with his hands behind his back, and muttered to himself, "The rainstorm is coming, and this may be the last rain of this summer." ”

The musician behind her under the curtain did not speak, she played the piano by herself, her eyebrows were lightly raised, and her arms were swaying slightly.

Le Ju withdrew his gaze and glanced at the woman sitting cross-legged by the piano. He looked away from the woman's bare slender collarbone and glanced up at the woman's pink neck, his eyebrows furrowed.

He had just arrived from the Wei Kingdom, and the King of Wei only gave an ambiguous reply. Now, not long after entering the Qin Kingdom, the king sent him such a beauty.

"How many beauties do they have today?

I don't know what the law means? ”

Le Ju opened his mouth, he bowed his waist, his hand swiped over the woman's thin white arm, and gently stroked it all the way towards the lotus root, his hand stopped on the side of the woman's cheek, and gently clamped it with his index and middle fingers, "How many people have you killed?"

The sound was not loud, but it fell on the woman's ears like a thunderclap, her hand holding the strings trembled, the strings broke, and she looked up at Le Ju in a stunned and confused manner.

"Girl, when an ordinary musician hears this, it shouldn't be like this. Le Ju's hand resting on the woman was removed, and he smiled, "They will be afraid, they will be frightened, but you don't have it in your eyes, your confusion has revealed your identity." ”

When the musician listened, she didn't answer. After a while, he picked up the harp horizontally, his hair was like smoke, and he tilted his head and asked, "When did the gentleman notice?"

"The moment you enter the palace, you go back and tell the King of Qin that if the Lu State is defeated, then ask him to cut off my head to curry favor with the Chu State. Here I am, waiting for good news from afar. Le Ju suppressed a smile and replied slowly, "Your eyes are too cold, hunters who have been staring at their prey in the dark for a long time should not look at their prey in the sun." ”

"I understand," Hearing Le Ju's reply, the musician took a step forward and replied softly, "Six hundred and twenty-seven, I hope Mr. is not next." ”

When the words fell, the man was out of the temple.