Luo Yingying chased after him from behind, and Bai Xiaoluo, who heard the sound in a daze, glanced back, and saw a black shadow rushing over him, as if it was the kind of black whirlwind that he was most afraid of when he was a child, once he was almost rolled up, and then he had palpitations for a long time.

Bai Xiaoluo stopped, feeling that he was really embarrassed, it seemed that he had been embarrassed all these days.

Mood, terrible.

How proud was this beautiful young man? He didn't fight in the academy for nine years, not because he really had any awe for his brother, nor because he didn't have a competitive spirit, but because he looked down on Bai Xiaoge, and it was very boring and boring to fight with someone like Bai Xiaoge.

Many years ago, he had already won over his brother.

He didn't even think it was his brother.

They are just the same group of children who were sent out of the descendants, he was still very young when he was sent out, and even the appearance of his parents has become thin with the passage of time, and the elder brothers in this family naturally have no family affection at all for him, they are all people who grew up in a very harsh environment, and this kind of thing has long been tormented by devilish training, ten years in the academy is ten years, and the secret training is also ten years, and he has taken ten years to take the road that others need to walk for twenty years.

So even if he was asked to kill Bai Xiaoge with his own hands, he didn't feel any psychological obstacles.

Those who are inferior to him die when they die.

He was practicing when the spring was indifferent, he was practicing when the summer was hot and difficult, he was practicing when the autumn wind was bleak, and he was practicing when the winter was cold, so he was qualified to be proud, so he was qualified to look down on others.

It wasn't until later, when someone took him back to the descendants, that the faint appearance of his father and mother appeared in front of him again, and he felt a slight sense of family affection, but he hated it more, other people's children, I am afraid that it is not such a childhood.

He no longer has any goal in his heart, just thinking that one day he will lead the Daning Battle Armor, and that will be the most proud and proud time in life.

And at this time, being so embarrassed by a small person and being seen by Luo Yingying, he was a little disheartened, less angry, and it was terrible to be disheartened.

"I'll kill him!"

Bai Xiaoluo roared angrily.

He did his best, not wanting to be discouraged.

And Luo Yingying, who was passing by his side, just snorted, full of disdain.

This soft snort stimulated the dignity that Bai Xiaoluo was now carefully cared for in his heart, and he roared like crazy, throwing out the other iron claw, smashing not the white fangs but Luo Yingying.

Luo Yingying didn't look back, he raised his hand and waved it casually, and the iron claw that flew in front of him was knocked out, and the iron claw spun and hit Bai Xiaoluo's chest, Bai Xiaoluo couldn't dodge and fell to the ground.

was already stumbling, and he really couldn't walk anymore after taking a blow, looking at the stranger in the distance who was dragging a stump leg and still moving forward, the same youth, he actually thought that he was not even as good as that nameless junior.

Bai Fang didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to go back, go back alive, it was not easy for him to adapt to the life of an arm, he couldn't just die, he never gave up hope for the future, because there were too many people worth thinking about, he never thought that he would be more bullish in the future, and the most extravagant hope is to finish this life happily with a group of good brothers.

Not alone.

Of course, it would be better if there was a girl who admired herself, and of course it would be better if there was a group of girls who admired herself.

"I kind of admire you."

Luo Yingying's voice came from behind White Fang.

White Fang was still in the mood to smile: "Ye admires himself." ”

Luo Yingying strode after him: "But you should die." ”

White Fang was just about to say something, suddenly his feet slipped and fell forward, the deep grass in front of him blocked the view, he didn't expect it to be a huge steep slope, White Fang didn't stabilize and rolled down directly, this steep slope is very long grass and very slippery, he fell into a lot of meat, after landing on the ground, he turned his head to look at both sides with difficulty, there are cliffs on both sides, and he seems to see some houses.

Where did the house come from in the middle of the mountains? I'm afraid I'm really confused.

Then he saw a few very strange things, black, like the trunk of a small tree, but there were some hairs growing on it, and he actually thought that it was really strange for the little tree to grow hair

What's the matter, didn't you fall directly into the underworld? But why did the tree in the underworld grow hair, it was still like that kind of hair, he wanted to rub his eyes to see clearly, but his left arm hurt and couldn't lift it at all, he could only fall there and gasp for breath, and couldn't help but think that he was such a terrible person still couldn't escape the catastrophe.

He suddenly reacted, it was a fucking horse leg.

With all his might, he turned his head to look up, and saw a man with an indifferent face on horseback.

After thinking about it, why does this person look so familiar?

Yanshan Gorge, it is another winter, every year there will be many people come to Yanshan Gorge to live for a while, the people in Chang'an City live too comfortably, so they pursue beauty more, all kinds of beauty.

People who don't have too many ability to stay away from Chang'an City to see the scenery of various places will find beauty around Chang'an City, they will go boating on Tang Lake outside Chang'an City, thinking that the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River are about the same, they will wait for the snow to fall in Yanshan Gorge, and thinking that the scenery of Northern Xinjiang will be the same.

But this man on horseback didn't come to wait for the snow to fall, so he wasn't so bored.

In this person's opinion, time is not enough, where can there be so much waste on the meaningless act of looking at the scenery, besides, the snow in Yanshan Gorge is not called snow compared to northern Xinjiang.

"Meng Chang'an?"

White Fang finally recognized the man.

He laughed, revealing a mouthful of bloody white teeth.

"Hahaha...... You're fucking Meng Changan! ”

Meng Changan frowned: "But who are you?" ”

Bang.

Luo Yingying landed, his face changed slightly.

Meng Changan was originally going to return to the north and take Li Xiaoshan away, even if he did not participate in the military competition, wasting his time for nearly a year, but he didn't finish nothing after all, sometimes think about it, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue is better than taking the first place in the army, at least it is better to accept it when comforting himself like this.

The girl named Yuezhu Mingtai was just a faint shadow in his heart, and he felt that he just pitied her.

But how could this idiot understand that after twenty years of life, she was the first woman to leave a little shadow in his heart, of course...... If there is a woman who leaves more and deeper shadows in the future, he will forget the moon pearl and the bright platform, naturally.

He didn't feel that he was helping Yuezhu Mingtai because of any messy feelings, and he felt that those things were meaningless.

A good man, with iron armor, a sword, a spirit, and a brother.

That's enough.

"I'm a member of the Liuyun Society, and the people behind me are chasing and killing me, and they are going to assassinate Your Majesty in the Eastern Frontier next year, and I found out the news...... You help me bring the news back! ”

Baiya said eagerly, because he found that Meng Changan's eyes were a little puzzled, and then he remembered that Meng Changan really didn't know him.

"You're badly wounded."

Meng Changan glanced at White Fang.

White Fang is still laughing, heartless.

"Nonsense ......"

Meng Changan: "But it doesn't affect you to go back and say it yourself." ”

He jumped off the horse, took advantage of the situation, pulled out the black line knife hanging on the side of the saddle, and walked towards Luo Yingying.

White Fang lay there looking at Meng Changan, thinking that this guy was really fucking handsome.

Meng Changan had just received an order from the emperor to return to Chang'an City not long ago, Shen Leng almost killed the man named Ning Hou, and the emperor immediately sent people to catch up with him day and night, he was too late to participate in the army competition, but the emperor wanted to give him a clean slate.

Innocence is more important than the armies.

The prince Li Xiaoshan continued to northern Xinjiang under the escort of the black horsemen, and Meng Changan returned alone.

After passing the Yanshan Gorge again, I saw those tourists again, and saw the inns built in the middle of the mountain.

Luo Yingying looked at the young man in front of him who strode towards him, he had observed Meng Changan and Shen Leng all the way in the western frontier, and was sure that they were two terrible young men, but he was also sure that they were definitely not his opponents, even if he was not injured yet, but he still didn't think that Meng Changan could win against him, and he didn't know why, he just regretted it a little, he should have watched it from the cliff, and if he didn't see it, he wouldn't look at it, instead of catching up with himself.

It's troublesome.

He pulled out the long knife behind his back and said nothing.

Of course, Meng Changan won't say anything to him, that's a taciturn person, except for his more words in front of the stupid Lengzi, in front of whom will he talk more? Even in front of the emperor, he didn't explain a few more words that he wanted to take Li Xiaoshan away not for Yuezhu Mingtai, in the past twenty years, the most he talked about was that on the night of the marriage of Silly Lengzi, the two of them were drunk, crying and laughing.

Luo Yingying originally wanted to wait for Meng Changan to come out with the knife, in his opinion, no matter how determined the young man was, he was always full of flaws, and he lost his identity when he took the knife first, but he didn't hold on, Meng Chang'an came over step by step, bringing him a huge pressure, and he couldn't understand why.

Is it because Meng Changan kills too many people?

No matter how much you can kill, how much can you have?

He's a hero.

But he still went first.

The long knife fell fiercely and went straight to Meng Changan's neck, Meng Changan's black line knife was lifted from the bottom to the top, and the long knife that had arrived in front of him swung away, and the spark bloomed not far in front of him.

Some people say that the knife is a murder weapon, and it is more worthy of the word murder weapon than the sword, and some people also say that the knife is an ornament, and it looks very powerful when hung on the body, but it is the root of it...... Knives are men's toys.

Poof.

Meng Changan's shoulder was broken with a blood flower, Luo Yingying's knife was really fast and strong, a bloody wound was cut on his shoulder, his clothes were opened, and the knife edge was also cracked, and the flesh and blood were turned over to both sides.

The corners of Luo Yingying's mouth hooked, his judgment was correct, no matter how strong Meng Changan was, he was still much weaker than him.

Then he felt some pain.

He looked down and saw that there was also a knife cut on his chest.

Rage!

Luo Yingying's knife is like thunder and lightning, with a fierce momentum, one knife is faster than the other, one knife is more ferocious than the other, if it were someone else, he would have already been defeated by this storm, but Meng Changan didn't even retreat, in his opinion, they all used knives, so why should I retreat? It's all men, so why should I quit?

Knife for knife.

With a bang, the knives of the two men slashed together and broke at the same time.

Luo Yingying abandoned the knife and smashed towards Meng Changan's face door with a punch, and Meng Changan's right fist also came immediately, in Luo Yingying's eyes, he was like a fool, never knowing how to retreat.

Bang!

The fists of the two people collided together like knives, Luo Yingying took a step back, but Meng Changan still moved forward.

With another punch, the two people were hit at the same time, Luo Yingying spit out a mouthful of blood, and Meng Changan also vomited a mouthful of blood, but one retreated and the other was still moving forward.

The wind and snow in the north.

It's a war song, it's a trumpet.

Let this rough young man not understand what it means to retreat.

Finally, after more than a dozen punches, Luo Yingying fell to the ground unwillingly: "I am Luo Yingying!" How dare you hurt me?! ”

Meng Changan stepped on Luo Yingying's unwilling face, and the step was broken.

"Who is Luo Yingying?"

He frowned and stepped on it again.

On the hillside, Bai Xiaoluo, who was squatting behind the grass, turned pale, and then quietly retreated...... That is Meng Changan.

Ten years in the academy, nine years of indisputable, he never put Bai Xiaoge in his eyes, what scared him was Meng Changan, from beginning to end, it has always been Meng Changan.

"Hmm."

Meng Changan finally reacted: "It turned out to be that Luo Hero." ”

Then he stepped on it again, and he broke the skull.

Meng Changan, who was covered in blood, walked back and glanced at the white fang lying on the ground: "How long will it take to die?" ”

White Fang: "If you take the medicine with you, I might be able to hold on a little longer." ”

Meng Changan grabbed the white tooth with one hand and put it on the horse's back: "There is no habit of bringing wound medicine." ”

White Fang was stunned, and said in his heart that as a warrior and a soldier, he didn't have the habit of bringing wound medicine?

I saw Meng Changan take out a bottle of wound medicine from the bag hanging on the side of the saddle: "Later, someone said that this was not right, stuffed me a few bottles, and then kept the account, saying how much silver I owed him." ”

White Fang: "The person you said is surnamed Shen, right?" ”

The corners of Meng Changan's mouth hooked.

......

......

[I think that White Fang is such an awesome person, there should be a group of girls to admire. 】

He won't die. 】

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