The inn where this house is stayed, in Lanshang's country, is also near the army stationed in Lanshang's frontier, in the yurt, there are some people in the military camp, Jing Xie went to ask for a pot of wine, life and death, or drink a full wine before death, and get drunk to relieve worries. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A set of clothes, which was sent by Qianhe before, capable, with the national atmosphere of Lanshang country, the hair was stranded on both sides, a slight knot and then hung down, the hair that hung on both sides of the shoulder was a little loose by the night wind, and there was a cowhide water bag for wine hanging around his waist, and his face was plain and white, dyed with a little wine.

Staggered, saw a yurt in front of him, especially lively, so he ignored the obstruction of a guard veteran in front of the yurt and broke in.

"Girl? ”

The old man beat his chest and paused, this yurt is for fun in the barracks, and this girl is afraid that it will not be good to go in. Hurriedly said to a small soldier next to him: "Hurry up and inform General Lan that the people brought by General Qianhe have come in." ”

In the yurt, there are dice throwers, drums, the sound of fists and flesh fighting, and the corners of Jing Xie's lips are hooked, some are independent and some are random.

Biting the spout with his teeth, he tilted his head, staggered a little, and drank the wine in a big gulp, and the wine smelled and smelled like the best and strongest wine.

A group of playful soldiers came to be interested, and the dice players also stopped, and the drums on the side were also pulled, and there were very few girls in the yurts they were playing, and they were some distance from the barracks.

Everyone was also itchy, and they went up carefully, and at this time, at the innermost, a cat meow nailed to the turntable, Jing Xie moved his brain, and quickly ran in two steps and one run, and swept directly to the innermost direction.

Jing Xie: "Poor Qi? ”

Jing Xie looked at the cat, wanted to get closer, and got the cat down, and the poor cat meowed: "You stupid, stupid, dare to kill the cat, you can't die." ”

"Hey, my lord, you see, I just said that this cat can talk, and when it was caught, it can especially speak, and its mouth is cheap enough." ”

Then, before the man could finish speaking, a warrior had already taken the dart in his hand, took aim, and threw it at the cat.

Jing Xie was just about to get closer, and through the fence surrounded by a row of weapons, he saw a dart being thrown at the poor cat, and he drew the spear in front of him, swept it, and deflected the dart, just in front of the person who said that. It just touched the man's neck, it was cool and terrifying.

"Where's the dead girl?" Dare to murder the Prince? ”

"Shut up."

The person sitting on the top frowned, a hat similar to the top of a yurt, the hat had gold and emerald thread patterns, and the thumb picked the tip of his nose, which seemed to have an extraordinary origin.

This person, Mu Xiaowangye.

Jing Xie's eyes narrowed: "Give me back that cat." ”

Mu Xiaowangye: "Pay you back, how to pay it back?" ”

Jing Xie snorted coldly, anyway, he was a little drunk, and he was a dying person, so he drew all the weapons in front of him and threw them behind him.

Mu Xiaowangye's real name is Lan Mu, how to say, he is also the son of Lan Yi of Lanshang Kingdom, and he was assigned to the military camp, and he is also the son of the world. The man in Lanshang was never angry, and immediately got up and pressed her hand: "Single-handed? ”

Jing Xie: "Okay, win, the cat belongs to me." ”

Mu Xiaowangye's evil lips hooked and smiled: "What if, if you lose?" ”

Jing Xie: "It's up to you." ”

Mu Xiaowangye: "Refreshing." ”

Immediately, he picked up a spear from the remaining weapons in the row.

Jing Xie picked two double blades, and when everyone spat on how to fight against the long weapon, after a few moves, Jing Xie seemed to only hold the weapon and hide the spear, it seemed that those two weapons could not get close to Mu Xiaowangye's body, and it was useless.

Mu Xiaowangye was very good at marksmanship, and there was a flurry of dancing, and the person in front of him retreated straight back, and Jing Xie retreated to a table with half an arm left. Suddenly, a blade slammed backwards into the table, and with the force of the rebound, Thorn Demon aimed the blade of his left hand at the spear, throwing it in a parabola.

And the body struck the spear with a short blade, and the danger deviated, and his right hand pulled out another short blade embedded in the table, stepped forward in two steps, and suddenly leaped forward, and flew behind the man, on the short blade picked a handful of black hair that was exposed under the brim of his ear and sideburns, adding to the brilliance of his face.

The whole trick is done in one go.

Mu Xiaowang was panting in fear, if he was on the battlefield, his life would have been gone.

Panting, he angrily threw down the spear in his hand and left.

Jing Xie blew the person who poked his hair and knew him, and the Lanshang people were willing to gamble and lose, so they had untied the cat and sent it to her.

Jing Xie felt that the short blade was very good, and hung it on his waist, and then just walked out, he saw another person coming in, this person had thick eyebrows, fortitude, and a big knife hanging from his waist, a scimitar.

Compared with the person just now, it looks more imposing, but although the face is good, it seems to have been injured, and there is a slightly pale mark on the side of the face, which looks rough.

Jing Xie looked at him, pouting, because he was drunk, he looked like a child, and hugged the cat in his arms tightly, rolling his eyes, vigilant.

General Lan Feng Lan is the general who guards the border of Lan Shang, and he is also the most likely person to inherit the throne in Lan Shang Country, and the rough mark on his cheek is drawn by the female general he once favored.

She said that he was from a royal family, and that he would be surrounded by women in the future, and that she hated sharing the same thing with others, especially since it would be her only one, so in the end the woman married a loyal and honest man from a neighboring country.

But for so many years, he imprisoned himself on the border of this Lanshang country, guarding 3,000 soldiers, where there is a war, where to go to join in the fun.

However, I have never met a girl who is as good as that female general.

He narrowed his eyes and picked his eyes: "Who are you shallow?" ”

Jing Xie snorted, burped, grabbed the short blade at his waist, and pointed at him, meaning that if you dare to move, I will dare to kill you.

However, just as everyone was surprised, their general Lan actually drew his sword himself and wanted to compete with a girl.

Jing Xie let the poor cat hide to the side first, and picked up another short blade on the ground with his toes, with two blades in his hand, in the yurt, this confrontation was in full swing.

Some of the bold ones originally wanted to hide away and pretend to play dice, but suddenly General Lan picked it up, and a lamp flew directly over, knocking the dice on the table into a mess, and the size of the dice that I was still looking at now has all changed.

General Lan Fenglan practiced fighting skills on the battlefield, and as a man, he paid attention to a kind of atmosphere, ruthlessness, and accuracy. And Jing Xie is accustomed to the martial arts of Xiaoyaomen, and he pays attention to speed and skill.

And that strength is also very sufficient, at first Jing Xie didn't want to hurt that person, didn't use all his strength, but this person pressed step by step, and the move was ruthless, it was difficult for her to hide, and it was even more difficult to wait for the opportunity to put the sword against his neck.

So he used the Xiaoyao Gate, the kung fu that the brothers practiced hard every day to face the enemy.

Two double-edged handles, one flew forward, facing the palm of the man's hand holding the hilt of the sword, and the other was held in the palm of the hand, only between the man's eyebrows, the speed was very fast, General Lan Fenglan, who was at this time in a dead end, suddenly held the sword, the shoulder joint was backwards, and it was misplaced.

And he saw the blade slashing against his arm.

And the empty left hand, facing the thorn evil in front of him who rushed over with a short blade, the person swept up, suddenly crossed over the person's head, grabbed her hand holding the sword, and twisted ~ (To be continued.) )