Faith maniac.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield, I lead the sword.

The pennants are all over the sky, and the sound of hooves is overwhelming.

The boudoir is thoughtful, and the colorful fall into the courtyard.

It's the end of the year again, and the lights are all over the city.

The candle dries and lasts until dawn.

The long mountain road is far away, and you can't return.

Ten miles of snow outside the window disturbed the concubine's heart even more.

The sorrow is always desolate, and the speechless people are hurt.

Occasionally holding the long piano, tears have wet eyes.

In the winter year outside the plug, the white flag is strong.

The snow covered the bones, and the city cheered.

The general returned victoriously, and the prince gave him fame.

There is no gentleman in me, and the boudoir choked.

The black-haired Si Hua Nian, the white-haired bronze mirror.

The north wind is coming again, and winter is coming.

It's just that the people of the year, who will accompany the sorrows.

One person looked out the window, and it seemed that the snow was not red.

When Xiao Lingling heard him say this, he couldn't compare the Di Cavalry of the Holy Demon Hall with the Liancheng Spirit Cavalry of the Immortal Sect, Min Zui smiled faintly, and changed his words, Gongzi is wise and unparalleled in the world.

Tang Fanxing was already shrewd, but he didn't really think that Xiao Lingling was praising him sincerely, he looked at the person in front of him who shook hands and stood side by side, and said, Brother Han and Duan De have fought each other, Miss Lingling has seen it with her own eyes, what do you think of Duan De's martial arts?

Without waiting for Xiao Lingling to speak, Han Xianzhong respected Duan De very much, and subconsciously replied first, Mr. Duan is very good at martial arts, and the long whip in his hand is as fast as lightning. ……

Xiao Lingling lowered his head and muttered for a moment, then slowly raised his head and said, In my opinion, although the reputation of the Holy Demon Hall among the Seven Great Families is not very good, it is not all greedy for life and afraid of death."

This sentence came from her heart, and her tone was quite firm and agitated, Han Li shouted hello, clenched Xiao Lingling's hand, and praised, said well, this is the demeanor of the people of Yin Yang Valley.

Mo Shenhong, who was sitting on the side, suddenly opened his eyes and said with a cold expression, Here it is!

Tang Fanxing was silent, Xiao Lingling looked up at the thick rain and fog in the distance, and slowly calmed down, no one said a word, just stood in the light rain, looking at the depths of the fog.

The sound of horses' hooves changed from small to loud, and in the distant fog, with the appearance of horses' hooves, the light of several torches flashed through the fog and shone far away.

It was a large number of horse teams, it seemed that they were completely a large number of well-trained military brigades, and the silver armor of the horse team was fierce, with long swords hanging from their waists, and their faces were vaguely revealing a sense of perseverance.

Tang Fanxing bit his lip and said with a cold smile, I really look up to us, and if we dispatch so many horses, Tang is really dead, and he doesn't feel wronged.

Mo Shenhong looked a little calm, and said calmly, don't worry, when it's time to end, it will always come.

Han Li looked around, in the dense fog rock, the torches flickered, shining a large number of Di horses, Di riding is powerful, he has seen it with his own eyes, but this time he doesn't know who is leading the Di horses.

Tang Fanxing couldn't bear the loneliness, laughed loudly, flipped his hand out of thin air, and left Han Dao, Di Qi's armor is thick, and he can't hurt them without a sword, Brother Han hopes that you will borrow my long sword to use, and after the vertical and horizontal fighting, if you are lucky enough not to die, I will definitely hand it back to you with my own hands.

Han Li looked at him with a crazy look, regardless of the serious injury to his body, he was really brave, his throat swallowed, he couldn't say anything, and he was stunned and handed him the famous sword in his hand, Ning Shuang. ……

Tang Fanxing smiled, took the long sword, his wrist shook out of thin air, the frost roared, the cold was pressing, he couldn't help but praise, it was really a good sword, and he couldn't help it, he raised the long sword, looked at the sword body, took a deep breath and laughed wildly, "Hold the long sword on a rainy night, and the heart of the prodigal son." At the end of the world, there is no one. There are even fewer confidants, and they have been moaning to this day. Dance with a sword weapon again, and kill 10,000 people with a sword. ”

He laughed loudly, his footsteps were already facing the Di riders, the long sword was as cold as snow, his body was in the middle of the road, and he only heard a broken shout, Changzong Fan is here, if the demons want to come, come quickly, don't be verbose.

Xiao Lingling turned around, couldn't bear to look closely, Mo Shenhong gasped softly, the injury seemed to be more severe, and his face was a little sad and said, here is extremely strange, you can drag the fan for a while, the two of you are still young, you shouldn't die so early, if you have the opportunity, take the opportunity to choose a time to escape together, I will cushion for you, I hope that the sky is loved, and pity the people who are in deep pain in this world.

Han Li didn't think about himself when he heard his words, he cared about the common people, and couldn't help but admire, but he couldn't say anything polite, so he had to look at Tang Fanxing's body, and said secretly, if Di Qi rushed over, he would fight for his life, and he would also protect the spirit to get out of the siege.

Xiao Lingling didn't know what he wanted, but he saw a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, which was indescribably good-looking, and there was a little tenderness in his heart, and he said softly, what is the sorrow of death, and what is the joy of life? But teach me where I die, to be with my sweetheart, and this life is not in vain.

The two clasped hands tightly and walked side by side towards Tang Fanxing's position, because everyone could see that in this formation, he would never be able to escape, it was just the result of early death and late death, Tang Fanxing directly faced the enemy, maybe it was just to free himself early, and he didn't want to struggle like a trapped beast, he was in a high position in the Immortal Sect, and he was unwilling to be humiliated, so it was better to fight to the death with the enemy.

But look at the opposite side of the Di horse, the torch is like a long dragon, the light of the square and the earth is clear, enough to see the number of people, the strength of the strong, the Di horse is well-trained, the arrangement is orderly, the armor is distinct, faintly hear the sound of agitation, the horse and the sword move.

Tang Fan Xing, smiled coldly and did not speak, looking at the hundreds of Di riders led by them, starting to separate from the middle, and slowly stepping into a fiery red carriage in the dark night, the car was really huge, pulled by four black Jun horses, followed by many Di riding elites, everyone rode Jun horses, hugged the carriage and drove forward, Han Li, Xiao Lingling walked to Tang Fan Xing's side, looking at the carriage and couldn't say what it felt, Xiao Lingling looked at it and looked, and suddenly said, No, no, these Di horses are wrong.

When Han Li heard this, he lost his voice and said, what?

Even Tang Fanxing was a little moved, and asked, what did Miss Lingling see?

Xiao Lingling bit her lip and muttered, I, I can't tell what's wrong, but those rides are really wrong.

Tang Fanxing lowered his head and thought about it, and muttered, this is really strange.

Several people have their own thoughts, looking at the carriage, it has stopped, stopped before the Di ride, several Di rode off the horse, bent down and stood in front of the door of the horse, the bead yarn was lifted by a slender hand, and out of it came a young woman holding a mahogany sandalwood, the woman's eyebrows were soft, with a bit of kindness and peace, the pale yellow dress brought a bit of indescribable sadness to her figure, snow-white cheeks, gradually emerged and a light flush, as if not used to being in front of so many people, the Di riders moved over the piano table, Placed in the middle of the confrontation between the two parties, under the piano table, the figure of the woman who laid the red cloth was weak, knelt lightly under the red cloth, put the piano on the table, stretched out her fingers and played it gently, the strings played, making a crisp sound, Tang Fan Xing said disdainfully, the people in the Holy Demon Hall are like this, even the fight has to be so elegant, Tang someone is furious when he sees it.

When the woman heard what he said, she was not angry, she raised her cheeks and smiled indifferently, she had heard Tang Gongzi for a long time, she liked elegant things, and her writing and ink were very beautiful.

Tang Fanxing's face collapsed, and he said movingly, what is it?

The woman's thin eyebrows were lightly relaxed, the corners of her lips opened, and she was arrogant, and she flicked her fingers on the strings lightly, making a loud sound.

Tang Fanxing was stunned, but a smile appeared on his face, and he didn't say much, just said, why?

The woman looked at her subordinate xylophone and whispered to herself, the world only said, Gongzi, you are insidious and treacherous, and you have a bad reputation, which is indeed not false, but they don't know that many of the sinister and treacherous people are a little arrogant, right?

Tang Fanxing looked down at his feet, smiled and said, "I have understood."

The woman's gaze stopped, and Han Li was asked, dare to ask if you are Han Gongzi?

Han Li was inexplicably a little scared of this woman, clenched Xiao Lingling's hand, nodded and said, That's good.

Hearing this, the woman smiled euphemistically, got up and bowed to him, Han Li noticed that she was slender and beautiful, but what was even more surprising was why she bowed to herself, the woman bent down, stretched out her hand to arrange her hair on her chest, and sat down, but instead of smiling, she poured out a little sadness and replied, Thanks to your kindness, you treated Mr. Duan of the Holy Hall well, so that his body would not be destroyed, this kindness, but I want to teach Ruodie how to repay it?

Han Li already had a very good impression of Duan De, seeing her say this, knowing that Duan De was sent by the Holy Demon Hall and was killed, this has a lot to do with the Holy Demon Hall.

The woman listened to his words and was not angry, she lowered her head, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, she looked a little pitiful, and said in a trembling voice, you are wrong, Mr. Duan did not die in our hands, but he couldn't stand the persecution of Dugu Taizhen, a traitor, and had to take the initiative to ask for his life to come to this soul building, maybe his death was a relief for himself, but how could Ruodie live like a living person?

As soon as she said this, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day to beat Tang Fanxing, Han Li and the others were dumbfounded, Dugu Taizhen is the hall master of the Holy Demon Hall, one of the heroes in the world, not to mention the foundation of the Great Holy Demon Hall, not to mention his own Taoism, he is a pedantic celestial, and the woman of the Holy Demon Hall who heard it openly insulted Dugu Taizhen, which really scared people a lot, Tang Fanxing muttered in his heart, could this woman be crazy?

Han Li was speechless, stunned for a moment, and even said a little inexplicably, your name is Ruodie?

The woman nodded and said softly, Yes, the little girl's name is Ying Ruodie, and her father is the former generation of the Holy Demon Hall, the hall master.

Han Li, the others were completely stunned, unable to say a word, Ying Ruodie's face remained unchanged, staring at Han Li's face, and asked, do you understand?

Mo Shenhong's voice sounded suddenly, she said well, the hall master of the Holy Hall, it was indeed strange, some people had already guessed that it was Dugu Taizhen's hand, but no one dared to say it.

Ying Caidie's listening to the end of the fall of Hong mentioned that his father was indeed leaving, and couldn't help but shed a few tears, choked up, my father worked hard for the Holy Church, did not dare to slack off, knowing that between the seven families, only harmony can last long, and attacking each other is really a subordinate policy, so the people in the temple are long restrained, and they are not allowed to act without authorization, but Dugu Taizhen traitors often admonish, there was a strong Qin to destroy the six countries, and my hall is now united, why not follow the example of Qiang Qin, first destroy Changsheng, and then destroy the Ghost Valley, and the Western Union Wan Gu Gate will destroy Lingxiao, less absolute, yin and yang, wait for the overall situation to be decided, If you raise the faction again to destroy the Ten Thousand Gu Gate, the hall master will unify the seven families at that time, and my faction will prosper forever, which is a great achievement.

Although she is a woman, when she said these words, she had a tone that Dugu Taizhen said these words at the beginning, and everyone who listened to it had a chill in their hearts, and they went straight to their vests, and said at first glance, this Dugu Taizhen, the ambition has really reached the point of madness, and he tried in vain to gradually destroy the other six families with the Holy Demon Hall family, and others may only dare to think about it, but he said it directly, how can it not be shocking.