Orchid Pavilion

Wen Qingyao followed Xiqiyang into the Lan Pavilion, and the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him with a smile and welcomed people in.

Wen Qingyao immediately didn't have a good face for this shopkeeper, and when she passed by him, she glared a few times, and cursed in her heart that she really looked down on people, she came with Xianyu and Zerui on weekdays, but she came today but was treated differently, which really made her angry.

When the shopkeeper saw her, he also smiled awkwardly.

Wen Qingyao and Xi Qiyang went up to the second floor seat where he stayed before. It's a very good location, just right in front of the storyteller below, and it's really good.

Mr. Storyteller has just finished the previous paragraph, and the next step is to start the next paragraph.

"I said whose daughter is so spicy, she actually fights with people on this street, I didn't expect it to be Qingyao, you girl." Nan Anyu leaned on the window railing, holding a wine glass in one hand and holding his cheeks in the other, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was extremely lazy, but he looked like a gentleman.

"It turns out that Brother An Yu is drinking here with the prince of Qiyang, and it is really chilling to see that I am being bullied and I don't know how to help." Wen Qingyao pretended to be sad and sat opposite Nan Anyu, picked up the cup on the table, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all.

Xiqi raised his eyebrows and furrowed slightly, but it was too late, it was the cup he had drunk in front of him.

Nan Anyu looked at Xi Qiyang with a sad face, and said with a hearty smile: "Qiyang Shizi, Sister Qingyao is this eclectic character, you just need to get used to it." ”

Nan Anyu was born to a concubine, he was not welcomed, and he was bullied everywhere, he still felt that he was different from Su Xianyu, but he was sick with Xiqiyang, and the two people who had nothing to do all day long played together, and occasionally made an appointment to drink, but they were also a companion.

Xiqiyang sat down at the other end of the table, picked up the new cup at hand, poured a cup, took a sip, and said lightly: "Why should I get used to it." ”

Looking at the two people who didn't know why, Wen Qingyao teased: "The two of you chatting with each other have a heart, but people misunderstand, thinking that you are a pair with deep feelings." ”

Nan Anyu was not annoyed, but laughed, a glass of wine in his stomach, he really felt a little fluttering, "The vision of the prince of Qiyang is really special." After speaking, he glanced at Xiqiyang meaningfully.

Xiqi raised his face and drank tea without waves.

Wen Qingyao just wanted to listen to the book today, and didn't want to argue with them, so she threw Nan Anyu a roll of the eyes, don't look at the audience, and don't pay attention to the two of them.

Downstairs was full of friends, and the storyteller slowly stepped onto the stage, he was a few years old, and there was a little green silk in his white hair, but he was full of energy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today I want to talk about a mysterious place in the rivers and lakes - Zhishi Wind Valley. It is said that this Shifeng Valley is located in the deep canyon of the border Wangduan Mountain, there are obstacles outside the valley, outsiders are not allowed to enter, it is said that the scenery in the valley is picturesque, the green mountains and green waters, just like a fairyland.

All the disciples who worship in this valley will not be allowed to go down the mountain from now on, but must devote themselves to cultivation in the deep mountains and valleys all year round, forget the world, and seek inner peace and peace.

There is a place in the valley that the king dreams of, the name is "Tongxiao Pavilion", there are thousands of military books hidden in the pavilion, there are countless magic weapons and sharp weapons, and it is rumored that those who have "Tongxiao Pavilion" have won the world. Once the world's heroes flocked to it, but finally failed to find its entrance.

In recent years, there have been changes in Shifeng Valley, and it must not be long before everyone can see its true face. ”

The storyteller was talking about the bubbles, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and the audience listened with relish, even forgetting that he was holding the undrunk "gentleman's drunk" and the cooling tea in the teacup.

"Brother An Yu, do you think there really is such a place? Won't the people in it suffocate to death? Wen Qingyao tilted her head and asked Nan Anyu.

She only thinks about the Shifeng Valley where she studies and practices swords every day, her heart is pure, how lonely she is, where is it more fun than Fengjin City, but she doesn't want to listen to the wolf ambitions of the guests with ulterior motives.

"Don't take these storytellers for you." Nan Anyu stretched out his slender and good-looking fingers and flicked Qing Yao's forehead gently.

"It's all charlatans, just eating with a mouth." Xiqiyang indifferently echoed Nan Anyu.

The two of them are calm and light on their faces, but in fact, their hearts are already turbulent.

In early summer, the border of Tianxuan Kingdom

The sun is rising, the morning fog has not yet dissipated, mixed with the yellow sand in the sky, which blinds people's eyes. Thunder and lightning roared through the dark clouds in the sky, heavy rain poured down, blood stained the earth, the air was filled with blood, and the piles of corpses were hideous and terrifying, and the thick breath made people almost suffocate.

This great war between the Tianxuan Kingdom and the western barbarians on the border has lasted for more than a month, and is about to end with the defeat of the Tianxuan Kingdom.

At this moment, the remaining soldiers of the Tianxuan Kingdom were only a few people who were exhausted and scarred, and they were surrounded by the Japanese bandits.

Su Changshe, the coach of Tianxuanguo, is covered with scars, he has been running around the battlefield all the year round, his skin is tanned, some rough, his eye sockets are deep, and his face with some wrinkles has clear facial features and is full of heroism. He wears armor and a military uniform.

At this time, he was sinking into the ground with a long sword, barely supporting his body, his tiger eyes were blazing, his eyes were looking at the direction of the city gate, and then the corners of his mouth rose, a bitter smile, desolate, desperate.

At that time, there were six kingdoms on this continent, each of which was the king, and each country fought for territory, waged wars, and there was constant chaos. Su Chang helped Feng Jin to unify the six countries, and the later country was called Tianxuan, and the year was called Xuanyuan, and he made great contributions.

Feng Jin also thanked him for his merits, and swore to him to become brothers with different surnames in front of the emperor and queen, and gave him the title of founding marshal hussar general.

Later, the remnants of the Six Nations scattered and fled, and were expelled to the wilderness of the West, where the brave and warlike Western Remnants established their own kingdom in the desert - the Western Barbarians.

In order to seek refuge, the Western Barbarians have always bowed down to the Tianxuan Kingdom and did not dare to cross the border line for half a step, but there are still some remnants of the Six Kingdoms who are uneasy and form their own factions to form a faction and invade the border of the Tianxuan Kingdom.

But Su Changshe knew that even if these wouldn't be satisfied, with their equipment and troops, they would definitely not dare to cross the border by half a step. But the Japanese in front of them, who had been entangled with them for more than a month, had plenty of food and grass, were well-equipped, and brave and good at fighting.

Now, they were short of troops and lack of food and grass, so he sent his cronies to the imperial city ten days ago to ask for support, but they were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

Now it's no longer sustainable.

"Haha——。" Su Chang smiled in the sky, his voice was poignant, and two lines of tears fell.

This is a dead end, the death set up by Emperor Feng Jin for him, he can't tolerate him anymore, since he established a red-blooded hussar, repeatedly performed miraculous feats, and has a deep people's heart, he can no longer tolerate him.

The most ruthless emperor family, has always been so.

"Su Changshe, I admire you for being a hero, and I will leave you with a whole corpse today." Sitting on a black warhorse, the leader of the Japanese Bandits was extremely energetic on the ruined battlefield, with a sarcastic smile on his face, triumphant.

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die." Su Changshe looked up to Huang Tian and roared, his tone was full of desolation, and his voice was exciting.

After finishing speaking, I saw Su Changshi's long sword come out, protrude from the encirclement, fly up, and the blade of the sword reached the throat of the leader of the Japanese Kou on the horse. However, he was seriously injured, and the leader of the Japanese invaders flashed lightly, drew his sword, and cut through Su Changshe's fierce and ruthless sword moves, bypassing his wrist, and the sword edge turned to Su Changshe's heart.

"Father——。

A miserable roar pierced the sky, and Su Xianyu knelt in a pool of blood in a dark armor.

His clothes were tattered from the war, his face was covered in blood and scars, and his eyes were shining with cold stars. The chest is broad, with the majesty of being invincible, and the murderous aura in his eyes does not look like what a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child should have. He stared at the man on the horse with fierce eyes.

The remaining red-blooded hussars knelt in front of Su Xianyu with their swords in their hands, and said in unison: "The red-blooded soldiers obey the orders of the young general. ”

Su Xianyu looked at his father in a pool of blood, his eyes were like torches, and the long sword in his right hand clenched even harder.

"Kill."

With an order, Su Xianyu and the soldiers began to fight, although he was young, he was fierce with his sword, and his courage and skill were not much lower than his father.

The battlefield that was silent for a while was full of swords and swords, bloody rain and bloody wind.

The sky was dark, the rain did not stop, and the roar of thunder and lightning became more and more intense, as if it was wailing and regretting.

After all, they were outnumbered, and the red-blooded soldiers fell one after another, and the legend of the red-blooded hussars would also come to an end.

But even at the last moment, Su Xianyu maintained a demeanor behind the door, he supported his crumbling body, his eyes were blazing, and the corners of his mouth were a contemptuous and disdainful smile.

The pirates raised their spears and aimed them at Su Xianyu's heart and rushed towards him.

It's coming to an end.

He seemed to see the little girl on the wall again, her small, light blue skirt fluttering in the wind, and the corners of her mouth were raising a big smile. "I'm your general's wife."

It turned out that since then, she has been in her heart.

It turned out that he didn't have anything to do with her, but he was conniving at everything about her.

It turned out that he really thought about going to the Wen Mansion to propose marriage when she was saluting.

She loves trouble so much, who will protect her after that?

blamed herself for her good face, never told her this, and never replied to her: I like you too.

"Don't wait for me to come back."

Su Xianyu smiled bitterly, gently closed his eyes and prepared to end all this.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. It's a pity that the red-blooded hussar never returned.

Then, a holy decree from Emperor Tianxuan was transmitted to the general's mansion, and for the crime of rebellion, he ordered the Su family to be beheaded.

In the twenty-fifth year of Xuanyuan, the Su family was destroyed.