May 20 of the Chang'an calendar.

This is a special day, on this day, Ying Qiong took the Yangzhou New Army into the territory of Yangzhou Prefecture, and led the army to Taizhou as soon as possible.

On the other side, in Wuwei County, Yan Sima was ready to go again. Or as usual, this time, Chang Long led 20,000 Chang'an troops to sit in Wuwei County, with Yan Beifeng as the commander, leading the Kongshan Army, Ganzhou Battalion, Suzhou Battalion to march, Luo Feng and a group of generals accompanied him, of course, Chang Dan also personally led the Yilong Battalion to go on the expedition, of course, his main task is to watch Meng Ge and his subordinates, now, these proud Menghu people have lost most of their horses, only 5,000 people are riding horses, the rest are all on foot, and they are also armed, Meng Ge is riding a horse beside Chang Dan, Li Bi followed closely behind him.

At the moment of the rising of the red sun, the army began to march, and with the wind of the field, a new journey began.

Yan Beifeng took the lead, heroic and dry, looking at the grass on the plain in the distance, the long road was long, and he was proud.

I want to introduce a scholar, a few years of bumps, and now with tens of thousands of soldiers, scolding Fang Xuan, the years are in a hurry, the past is like a cloud of smoke, becoming frivolous, shrouded in the heart but no longer so important, people still have to take the road now, don't look back at the road you have walked, it will only make you slow down.

Ma Mingfeng Xiao Xiao!

Luo Fengce immediately stepped forward and chased after Yan Beifeng.

"Now, I should be able to ask you." Luo Feng's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his words were like a gentle wind, and he mentioned all the questions and puzzles since Hutou Mountain.

Yan Beifeng paused, turned his head and glanced at Luo Feng, then understood the question he was going to ask, thought about it, and always had to answer, so let's talk about it.

"The marshal asked." Yan Beifeng replied.

"I was afraid that I would distract you and affect the war, so I have been enduring it, Qingshuang Sword, the coldest divine soldier in the world, according to the record of "Sword Record", it is impossible to drive it without the internal strength behind me, when I got this sword, I knew that I couldn't control it, not because of the lack of internal strength, but because of the cold breath of this sword, I couldn't resist it." Luo Feng said leisurely, and also looked at the Qingshuang Sword hanging on Yan Beifeng's waist.

"Is the marshal asking me why I can wield this sword? Okay, don't hide it from the marshal, I'm not afraid of this cold breath, on the contrary, I can't stand the breath of the sun. Yan Beifeng replied honestly.

"Oh? Why? A dignified seven-foot man, can't stand the breath of the sun? Luo Feng was amazed, generally speaking, in the rivers and lakes, all sects and factions are men who practice to yang, women who practice to yin, and most of the martial arts and swordsmanship are also like this, this is a consensus followed by all sects, like Yan Beifeng, but the man is practicing to yin, which is to be recognized as deviant by the rivers and lakes.

"The marshal should know that I grew up in the Queen Mother Palace, and of course I practiced the internal martial arts of the Queen Mother Palace, and it is not surprising that this internal strength is yin." Yan Beifeng said with a smile.

"I see...... Then why have I never seen or felt that you have such amazing internal strength before, even I always thought you were an ordinary person. Luo Feng was surprised, he wanted to grow up in the Queen Mother's Palace, practice since he was a child, and have the personal guidance of the master of the Mirror Palace, the internal martial arts must be very profound and solid, but why didn't he notice it at all when he first saw him? Or maybe you didn't pay attention......

"This has to be said from the White Horse Temple, at that time, I followed Master Yiheng back to the White Horse Temple, the master wanted to pass on the martial arts of the White Horse Temple, but I didn't want to be rejected by the Yin Qi in the body, I fainted, maybe there was something wrong at that time......" Yan Beifeng thought back, in fact, he also intended to hide, plus he also took King Kong Dan at that time, maybe there is something mysterious here.

"This ......" Luo Feng was speechless when he heard it, Master Yiheng actually wanted to pass on his martial arts skills in the White Horse Temple, could it be that the master wanted to accept him as an apprentice?

When the two were talking, Qingfeng frowned and walked to Yan Beifeng's side.

"I once felt a trace of a very powerful murderous aura, but it was fleeting, I was surprised at that time, what a master, he could hide his aura so well, now it seems that you are right, Beifeng, do you remember when you first entered Chang'an City?" Qingfeng frowned, reminiscing and talking.

"Haha, remember, thanks to you for letting me into the city." Yan Beifeng said with a smile, recalling the beginning, infinite emotion, and a faint sadness floated in his heart.

"I thought to myself, this person must be a peerless master, and he must also be a famous person of which sect in the rivers and lakes, so it's better not to be embarrassed, let you go, it depends on you as a child...... That's why ......," Qingfeng said, turning his head to look away, his eyes peeking at the north wind.

"Say whatever you want, hahaha." Yan Beifeng couldn't help but smile when he saw Qingfeng like this.

"It seems that everything is in the dark, free arrangement......" Luo Feng suddenly sighed, the far-fetched smile on his face didn't know what he was thinking, just looked ahead, at the end of his vision, birds were winging, white clouds were long, and a big road was winding north......

"I said at the beginning, I only joined the Sky Mountain Army because of the breeze, and when he reunited with the moon-chasing girl, he left me to stay." Yan Beifeng bowed his head and said.

"You're staying, aren't you?" Luo Feng asked rhetorically.

"Yes, everything is the best arrangement, although I don't know where the end is, but I know that the starting point is here." Yan Beifeng once thought about leaving, going to find Li Ji, and then following him, finding out his life experience, figuring out who Li Ji was, and then entering Qingzhou Mansion, according to the palace master's last words, Qingzhou Mansion has all the answers he wants...... But...... On the spur of the moment, I entered the gate of Luoyang Mansion, became the Sima of the Kongshan Army, met such a group of people, and met her, the girl who smiled lightly by the railing, the graceful girl, the beautiful woman who whispered in the spring breeze and whispered under the willows...... Once jumped out of the pond stone, never enter the king's pond......

When Luo Feng heard this, he looked at Yan Beifeng, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of lovesickness.

"Who are you thinking about?" Qingfeng on the side asked bluntly like a stunned blue.

Yan Beifeng suddenly glanced at Qingfeng, damn, can you use your brain? How do I answer that? Say in front of Luo Feng that I like Luo Yi?

Luo Feng also looked at Yan Beifeng with interest, waiting for his answer.

Qingfeng saw that Yan Beifeng's eyes were wrong, so he reacted, and he asked a little wrong.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"I miss my sweetheart." Yan Beifeng reluctantly spoke, snorting, wanting to prevaricate.

Qingfeng smiled embarrassedly, not daring to say more, for fear that he would say the wrong thing again.

When Luo Feng heard Yan Beifeng's answer, he chuckled lightly, laughing so much that Yan Beifeng's heart was furious, didn't he know? What does it mean, how can there be a hint of chill in this smile......

After a long time, Luo Feng suddenly laughed loudly, shook his head, and moved forward.

Yan Beifeng is unknown.

Suddenly, Luo Feng stretched out his hand and handed him something. Yan Beifeng was startled, hurriedly caught it, and saw that it was a letter, while wondering, he slowly got it in front of him, looked at it, and the envelope was written: Yan Beifeng personally opened.