At the foot of the mountain, Suho Province. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Leng Bing stood in the courtyard, and suddenly the long sword on his waist moved, Leng Bing suddenly raised his head, his eyes tightened, and he stared intently at the sword light shining in the mountain.

Zhu Zhi walked out, and when he saw this, he asked suspiciously, "Leng Shaoxia, what are you looking at?" ”

Leng Bing didn't answer, Zhu Zhi looked at Leng Bing's gaze, and shouted in surprise: "What a dazzling light, what is this, hey, and the sound of the piano?" After that, he looked at Leng Bing in confusion.

A slight smile appeared on Leng Bing's lips, and he said to himself coldly: "If the sword intent is absent, it seems that his martial arts are a little deeper." ”

Suhe Houfu, Suhechuan and several people have been moved by the sound of the qin, and Suhe You Yunque cheered: "It's really good, I haven't heard my sister touch the piano for a long time." ”

Luo Qingluan was also on the side, but his eyes secretly looked at Su and Wan Ce from time to time.

Suddenly, Su and Wan Ce's elegant smile froze, Luo Qingluan was startled, and hurriedly looked into the mountain, saw the sword light blooming, thought about it slightly, and said in shock: "This is knife intent!?" Is it Dingtianhou? ”

Su Hechuan and Su He Wan Ce glanced at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes, and in an instant, several people were taken away, and they stood silent in the courtyard.

In the secret place of the house, an old voice came out in a low voice: "The magic knife is in the world, and the big Luo knife is resurrected, is it a blessing?" Is it woe? ”

With a long sigh, he disappeared into the darkness.

On the south bank of the river, the clouds and trees are half sunny and cloudy. The sail goes to the blue sky, and the tide is still sinking at sunset. Centrifugation of the north and south.

Jiangnan grass, such as the plant, such as the description. The deep reflection of the falling flowers and the warbler's tongue is chaotic, and the green fan Nanpu guest soul disappears. Dou Qing robe.

The wind is about to turn, and the softness is overwhelming. The far green world has been rained at night, and the cold sand has a faint tide. Who dreams of Lan Yuan.

Jiangnan water, river road to flat sand. The rain is high and the smoke is harvested, and the wind is sunny and the waves are spitting cold flowers. Deliver the Starcha.

Fame and fortune, wandering has not returned home. The fishing in front of Xisai Mountain sings far away, and the geese on the Dongting wave are oblique. Conquer the end of the world.

Jiangnan Yan, light embroidery curtain wind. In February, the pond was renewed, and the old nest of the Hundred Dynasty Palace was empty. The west and the east are the same.

Hou Wang's house, once entered the Qi Hall. The smoke path swept the flowers and flew far away, and the dawn window was in a hurry. Partial apricot garden red.

Jiangnan month, the night is full of the West Building. When the clouds fall, the ice spits out, and the deep jade hooks in the waves. When will the circle be absent?

Jiangnan wine, where the taste is strong. Drunk and lying in the deep alley of the spring breeze, Xiaoxun Xiangyi Xiaoqiao East. Bamboo leaves are full of gold.

Jiangnan snow, light plain cut clouds. Qiongshu suddenly startled the early spring, and the plum blossoms felt cold and fragrant. The cold shadow is clear.

It rains in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wind fills Changchuan. The smoke of the green tile is dim on the willow bank, and the red silk fragrance moistens into the plum sky. Fluttering is dashing.

Morning and twilight, long in front of Chu Feng. The cold night is sad with gold with pillows, and the twilight river is deep closed magnolia boat. The smoke and waves are far away.

Jiangnan bamboo, moist and exquisite. The deep path wants to stay in the double phoenix, and the backyard reflects the small peach. The shadow of the wind and moon lingers.

The cold jade is thin, and the frost and hail are urging each other. Pink tears are empty, and the sheep cart has come by the green branches. Long Di Mo lightly cut.

An ancient poem that exhausts the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Li Luo and his entourage bid farewell to Concubine Yun and the people of Suhe Mansion, drifted south, crossed Yizhou, and went to Yuzhou.

The blade of Minghong was unstoppable, and before leaving the house, Su Hechuan deliberately took out a foreign object from the mansion and included the Minghong knife in it.

It is a kind of scabbard woven from the rhizome of the rather rare grass called the ground binding grass, the whole body is white in color, it is extremely tough, and it is difficult for water and fire to invade, but if it encounters filth, this thing will be withered and yellow, but it will be broken every inch in a few moments, which is very strange.

Su Hechuan felt Li Luo's bearing, this time before Li Luo went south, he talked with Li Luo for a long time, and said a lot of secret stories about Dagan Tiannan, what surprised Li Luo was that Su Hechuan also mentioned the name of Song Yayu's wife Yu Hongyan, but he didn't say much, it seemed that there was something unspeakable, so he only asked Li Luo to be more careful.

In the end, Su Hechuan took out a piece of jade pendant and handed it to Li Luo, saying that if the Tiannan Prefectures encountered any difficulties, they could rely on the pattern on this jade plaque to find merchants who drew the same mark in front of the shops in the state capitals, counties and counties, or private houses.

Su Hechuan was embarrassed, Li Luo had no choice but to accept it, and inexplicably, he suddenly remembered that the queen bee Qingsang had also given such a token, but I don't know if this Qingsang and Suhe Mansion will also have a relationship.

Su Hechuan wanted to send everyone out of the city, but Li Luo refused, only at the gate of the mansion to say goodbye, Concubine Yun also told a few words, stood in front of the gate of the Su He Mansion, looked at Li Luo and the others far away, and returned to the mansion for a long time.

Everyone left Erxiu City, and they never hid their tracks along the way, nor did they inform Nanwangfu, and rushed to Yuzhou without hurrying.

Li Luo didn't care much, I am afraid that the whereabouts of the Shepherd Wolf generals had already been transmitted to Yuzhou, and it was no longer necessary to cover up.

Yizhou is very small, Su Hechuan took some effort, the crotch of the good horse is very good, but a few days to the state border, and then more than ten miles is in Yuzhou.

Along the way, the joy of the New Year has not yet dissipated, and there is a jubilant appearance everywhere, but Li Luo and a few people are in a hurry at this time.

When he was about to arrive in Yuzhou, Zhu Zhi reported to Li Luo, led the three soldiers under the Hanzhu account to take the first step, inquired about the news in front, and then ordered the four soldiers to break off, echoing back and forth, and the remaining five soldiers were guarding Li Luo's side, just like the march of the army, in an orderly manner.

After Zhu Zhi left the team, the group suddenly quieted down, Leng Bing and Li Yuanxi were not good words, they didn't talk much, they were thinking about their own thoughts, and they were a little dull.

Li Luo's expression was as usual, but he remembered Yun Wuyan's generals, and at this time, I don't know if he had arrived at the Guannan camp.

Yuzhou has a lot of water, only dozens of miles before and after the mountains and wilderness can meet small rivers and streams, the water is clear, the wind is warm, if in the country and the people are safe, it is not a good place.

Zhu Zhi and the four of them had disappeared, and Li Luo slowed down his pace and looked outside from time to time.

When I first entered Yuzhou, it was the Weifu, which was a little cold in Yuzhou, but it was only connected to Yizhou, which was known to the generals in the army.

When he was outside the city of Erxiu that day, Zhan Huazhao once said that there were not many people in the Wei Mansion, but there were more than 10,000 soldiers of the Song family hidden among the people, which should not be underestimated.

The official road is very smooth, can accommodate four or five carriages, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and I have not seen the people in the rivers and lakes or the Houmen high-rollers who know martial arts for a while, and there are more ordinary people.

On both sides of the official road, there are palmetto and palm bamboo, which are quite neat.

Next to the road is the farmland, which is still green, and I don't know what it was planted.

The ditches in the fields are distinct, spread out according to the terrain, and if the mountain is flat, it will become a square circle, which is very regular.

The field path is hidden from time to time, and you can see a villager running among them in the middle of the morning, and the hurried one is in a hurry to return home, but slowly and leisurely is to visit relatives and friends, with the barking of dogs and the sound of firecrackers in the village, it is indeed a rare place for the people to be safe. (To be continued.) )