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The panicked maid ran with Softsilver in her arms, crushing the weak flames on the ground. The samurai in black armor held the Changge heavy sword and walked with extremely heavy steps, and the muffled sound of "click" sounded in the main hall.

The blood, the blood of the maids, splattered as the heavy sword Changge fell from the samurai's hand. Fall to the ground, fall to the fire and bloom and wither.

"Where is Li Shizi?"

"If you don't say anything, kill them all."

A hoarse and rude roar was accompanied by the smell of wine from the samurai's mouth, and the samurai tore open the heavy brocade wrapped around the maids' bodies, revealing the women's pale complexion. They roared playfully, reaching out their hands to knead the woman's plump body as the woman shook her head in panic.

With a rude roar, more soldiers poured in, and the women's brocade skirts were torn into pieces and drifted into the fire and reduced to ashes. The light of the fire struck the faces of the smiling samurai and the exposed flesh of the women.

"Go and find it, the one who gets the head of the son of the world will be rewarded with a thousand gold, and the marquis of Fengyi will be feuded!"

The samurai at the head raised his heavy sword in his hand and stood in the main hall and shouted loudly. His eyes coldly scanned every corner of the hall.

The noise spread through the hall with ruffian-like laughter, and the long sword melted into the women's bodies, and they left their clothes and bloodied women screaming and searching the hall.

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"Don't, don't! Xiaoya.."

A heavy, oozing voice came from inside a bamboo hut. A young man in Tsing Yi with a face like fat jade sat under the bed, and in front of him was the flag board that had just been laid down.

His hands twisting the chess pieces were full of calluses, thick and dull orange. He frowned at the man in white who was talking in his sleep on the bed.

Shaking his head, he lowered his head and landed the chess pieces in his hand in the chess game. Then he looked at the chess game with a solemn gaze and thought, and picked up a chess piece from another chess piece and landed in the chess game again.

"The besieged eagle can still fly high, and this game can still be played."

He shook his head and looked at the chess game where the flag was dropped.

"If the place where you land is not the sky, it will fly away."

A low voice fell down the bed, and the man in Tsing Yi looked at the delicate chess pieces in his hand with a half-smile, and said, "Senior brother, you are awake." ”

"When did Senior Brother Luo Xuan come?"

The man on the bed put his hand on his eyebrows and rubbed it gently, his head was a little heavy and dizzy, his eyes were half-closed, and his words were slow and soft.

"When my brother was left in the snow by a samurai with a bronze sword."

The chess pieces fell, and the man in Tsing Yi stretched out the smile on the corner of his mouth, stood up, pregnant his clothes, stretched out a hand and clenched his fist, hanging between the chest of the man in white, and his tone was solemn: "The battle flag will last forever, and the iron hooves of Jin Ge's halberd will still be broken." ”

"Battle Gate. Luo Xuan"

"Jin Ge's halberd is still the same, and the battle gate. Li Ziqian"

The man on the bed looked at the fist-clenched hand in front of him, he pulled out a hand and clenched his fist, his gaze solemnly touching the opponent's fist.

The two looked at each other and smiled, spread their hands and clasped them tightly before letting go.

"Let Senior Brother Luo see it."

The man in white rubbed his brow again with his loose hand, thinking of himself singing loudly in the street when he was drunk. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I was bewitched by wine, but I did something crazy." ”

"Wine knows people's hearts."

The man in Tsing Yi put the flags back into their respective chess pieces one by one, spread out his hands, looked up at the man with messy hair on the bed, and said, "Senior brother, can you have fun playing a game with junior brother?" ”

The man on the bed smiled wryly and shook his head, did not put on his shoes, and fell barefoot from the bed. He sat opposite the man in Tsing Yi, took the lead in picking up the black chess pieces from the chess game and landed in the chess game, and said, "Senior Brother Luo is not staying in the mansion, why are you coming to my rough and humble room?" ”

"Come and say goodbye!"

The man in Tsing Yi dropped the chess pieces in his hand and pursed his lips to look at the few chess pieces in the chess game.

"Oh?"

The man in white sighed softly, looking at the young man staring at the chess pieces, his eyebrows furrowed, and he asked: "Senior brother is not often said, Chu has more than 500,000 male soldiers, and his back is separated by the strait. can be attacked and defended, but today the junior brother is here to say goodbye, what does this mean? ”

"The king of Chu has more than 100 generals, and if the generals are in the temple all day long. If you can't wrap the body in horse leather, what does Chu Zhiqiang have to do with me? ”

The man in Tsing Yi said this, his eyes dimmed. He was unable to use it for more than three years in Chu, so he was naturally indignant in his heart.

"Senior brother is so eager for the battlefield?"

There were ripples at the corners of his mouth, and the black chess pieces twisted between the fingers of the man in white fell heavily.

"Where is the fate of the people of the Battle Gate, and isn't the sound of the drum always reverberating in our hearts?"

"That's you, without me, I've been a swordsman since I came out of the battle gate, and I'm used to the sound of fireworks and wine."

The two of them talked eloquently, their expressions were unmoving, and the chess pieces in their hands fell into the chess game one by one, filling the grid irregularly.

"How can today's identity determine what tomorrow will do?" The man in Tsing Yi raised his drooping head slightly, twisted the chess pieces with his calloused hands and fell, and laughed: "Senior brother, you are upset, you have lost this game." ”

On the chessboard, the black chess pieces are like dragons in the sea, locked by thick chains, and the man in white frowned and looked at the chess game, and the hand holding the chess pieces hung up and down in the air.

In the middle of the night, the black chess pieces fell into the chessboard, and the man in white sighed leisurely: "Maybe my heart is messed up!" What are the plans of the junior brother after leaving the Chu State. ”

"Go to the Northern Cold Land Xuanguo to have a look."

The man in Tsing Yi had already stood up, and he pulled the mink around his neck, the soft fluff bent as his rough hand touched it.

"Xuanguo? The weakest country among the six countries, have you ever thought about it? ”

Li Ziqian looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, his eyes lowered, his words slowed down, but he asked without raising his head.

"Although Xuan is small, there are more than 300,000 soldiers, and he is in the northernmost place, and there are six countries separated by natural dangers." Luo Xuan picked up the hat that was placed next to the wine glass and put it on his head, and squeezed it downward.

"That's what Senior Brother Luo is thinking."

Li Ziqian also stood up, looking at Luo Xuan opposite with gloomy eyes, waiting for him to speak.

"Senior brother has something to say." Luo Xuan draped up the black shiny coat, missed Li Ziqian's body, and his words were flat.

"Fighters rise in troubled times, what can I say about being brothers." Li Ziqian stretched out his hand and patted Luo Xuan's shoulder vigorously, sighing in a tone.

"Senior brother's talent is a thousand times that of me, why don't you go to the King of Chu to recommend yourself." When Luo Xuan let go of Li Ziqian's hand, he took a few steps forward, stopped again, and turned his head sideways to look at the man with messy hair.

"I'm a swordsman now, did Mao Sui recommend himself to dance the sword in front of the King of Chu?" Li Ziqian laughed and waved his hand behind his back.

Silent, Luo Xuan looked at his senior brother's back, and he turned away. Pushing the door open, he walked into the snowstorm.

In the four years of Yue Guoming and the Ming Dynasty, Li Ziqian led the merchant army to fight Luo Xuan in Changping. After the defeat, Luo Xuan handed over the blood-stained heavy sword to Li Ziqian, and laughed miserably: "Cut off my head, Xuanguo doesn't need a defeated general!" Take my head to Handan, there are your dreams there. ”

"Battle Gate. Luo Xuan, Jin Ge's iron hooves are still broken. ”

"The iron hoof is still .."

"Battle Gate. Li Ziqian.."

Li Ziqian, who was in the midst of the war, clenched his bloody hand into a fist on the opponent's fist, took the opponent's heavy sword and cut the flesh and blood into the opponent's neck, and led the army into Handan.