For the rivers and lakes, there are always some families and sects. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info stands majestically on the rivers and lakes for eternity. It's like Wudang Shaolin. It's like the Star City, the Nangong family and so on.

Although he was born into such a family. Very respected. But it doesn't necessarily mean that you're much happier than others.

They were weaned not long after. was sent to the martial arts. Their childhood was squatted in the middle of a damn horse's step. Their teenagers were really bored to draw their swords and swing their swords to survive, the year of the weak crown

has been cultivated by the masters of the family except for martial arts, and there is no more faith. It can be said that they had an incomplete childhood in their lives. That. It is likely to affect him

The state of mind of us as adults.

I don't remember which predecessor once said such a sentence: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born into families." ”

Rise. Look at the West. It's nearly dusk. It is also close to the Tang Gate, and the sunset is attached to the sunset. The sunset surrounds the sunset. The Tang Gate is located in the midst of this splendid land.

Both sides of the official road. The grass mourns. Half a person is more than tall. Snuggle up on the hillsides on either side. Above the official road. The wanderer who returned home. A merchant who goes to the countryside. Woodcutter on a raft. Single, or double. or a group of meanders

on the trail. Take the way back.

Gongzi Xuan and the three of them followed their footsteps and rode lazily into the town. On the streets of the city. Slightly crowded. The crowd was bustling. Under the afterglow of this setting sun, it is all like

It is the same as a monk who has attained enlightenment. All of them are full of red light. The air on the street is mixed with the aroma of rice and vegetables. Layered and mixed together. Filled the crowd.

Gongzi Xuan and the three of them led the horses. Stopped at the door of an inn. Look ahead. The left side of the store entrance. There was a steaming iron pot and a sturdy man. red

Topless. Hand in hand with a sharpener. Peel the noodles into the pot one by one, and the noodles are like willow leaves. It's as if there's a thread involved. Shows the radian of a straight line. One after another fell into the pot.

On the right side of the store's entrance, a large brocade banner is placed diagonally. The book 'Home Inn' has four big characters. Look inside. It was a rich middle-aged shopkeeper who lay on the table and split Bala

of the abacus. There are also a few guys who are busy serving food from the back hall to the front hall. Add tea. Buying wine, occasionally from the front door with a few bowls of knife-cut noodles in, business is very prosperous.

Then. A smile on his face. The ambitious little second brother. Xiang Gongzi Xuan and the three of them walked over. He smiled before he spoke. "Three guest officers, please." ”

The shopkeeper was in the space of talking, and took the reins of the horse casually. He added: "The three guest officers are sharp." Or stay in the hotel. ”

"Stay"

"Three guest officers stayed at the hotel. Tianzi No. 1 room has please" The shopkeeper called out to the store clearly. He shouted backwards, "Little three, five sons." Lead the horse to the backyard. Good care"

Three tall horses snorted, Herod made a few sounds, and was led into the backyard by the shopkeeper.

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There are two shops on the left and right in the middle of the first line.

The homeinn is diagonally opposite.

Before the position of the window.

A man in black watched after Gongzi Xuan and the three entered the inn. I thought about it for a moment. Then he put his hand away and put down the bamboo curtain that had been raised.

"Yusan, the plan remains the same"

The man in black muttered. Behind the man in black, several big men got up and left.

night

Silence is there.

The three of them sat around the table.

There was a map on the table.

The candle is shaking. The eyes of the three of them were focused on each other.

The map is a zoomed view of the Karamon Gate.

Simple strokes outline the whole picture of the entire Tang Gate.

But Gongzi Xuan and the three of them knew that on this simple map, there were countless dangers hidden in it.

Gongzi Xuan seemed to see the many mechanisms in the Tang Gate through the map.

Gongzi Xuan put a peanut in his hand into a certain coordinate on the map, then closed his eyes, and a picture scroll unfolded in Gongzi Xuan's mind.

In the picture, there is a magnificent and gorgeous courtyard, thousands of rafters, brilliant lights, in this silent night, it looks like the palace of a prince.

On a plaque with red letters on a black background. Bloodily written with the two big characters of Tangmen. Below the plaque. There were two hideous stone lions crouching, and in front of the stone lions. Three or five vigorous Tang Sect disciples are on

Patrol vigil.

Gongzi Xuan and the three of them hid in the shadows, and turned over from a secluded high wall. Perched on a large tree.

Before the candlelight. Gongzi Xuan opened his eyes. Pick up the peanuts and draw a small circle on the coordinates with a brush. Then the peanuts were placed on another coordinate.

Karamon, inside the courtyard.

The night guard walked under the feet of Gongzi Xuan and the others.

Gongzi Xuan saw the right time. Leap down. Then he faded into the darkness of the corner. Hua Xiaojian and Murong Changtian followed.

Attic. Gongzi Xuan and the three of them lurked on the side beam under the eaves, watching the watchman walk underneath. Then the three of them rolled over. Jump into another small courtyard.

In front of the map. Hua Xiaojian picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently. Bright eyes quietly watched Gongzi Xuan pick up the peanuts. Then a small circle was drawn on the coordinates.