The sky was slightly bright, and the cold wind that had been blowing all night finally stopped. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the distant horizon, the clouds are dense, it seems that the girl's rouge has been sprinkled there, dyed a pretty pastel.

It didn't take long for the goose feathers and snow to fall one after another, falling among the four fields, covering away the blood stains that had already coagulated and the corpses that were as stiff as ice.

Standing at the head of the city, Liu Xi raised his head, and snowflakes fluttered down, cutting across his somewhat pale cheeks, burrowing into the neckline of his armor, and sliding down his neck.

The heart-piercing coolness suddenly spread throughout the muscles and bones.

In this way, I feel a lot better.

"The Huns are starting again!"

The cry sounded, but it was less than the horror of the previous days, and the six days of bloody fighting, even if there was a fear of death, it was already numb. The only reason to keep everyone in the city was to kill a few more Huns to avenge the death of their brothers.

Even if he ends up losing his life and becoming a cold corpse under the ice and snow.

With a burst of horses' hooves, the Huns broke through the quiet elegance of the silver in the sky and earth like a black wave, and flocked to Yangqu City again.

"Enemy attack, get ready!"

Because of eating the decoction specially boiled by Wu Shuang'er last night, Xiong Gang's voice became a little neutral, and at this moment he opened his throat again and roared.

Naturally, after a few days of fighting, the surviving soldiers were all strong soldiers, and there was no need for Xiong Gang to say more, they each used their weapons, and they started a defensive formation with each other's horns.

glanced at the city, I don't know when, it became so empty, and many of the once familiar figures were no longer visible.

Even the veterans of the Tiance Army brought by the Scouts suffered most of the casualties.

Today must be the most difficult stop.

Thinking of this, Liu Xi's eyebrows were raised, and he looked around, because Huyan Qingshi had not yet returned, Qu Lang and Guo Wei were busy checking the catapult, so they called the young man who was loading feather arrows into the bed crossbow near him.

This young man Liu Xi doesn't know who his surname is, but he knows that he and a young man of the same age are both children of military families, and they have a blind date with Huyan Qingshi.

They didn't want to leave, so they stayed in Yangqu City to do logistics work.

Called by Liu Xi, the latter was a little stunned, panic and joy surged on his slightly immature face.

After learning what Liu Xi had instructed, the young man hurriedly bowed, "My lord, please rest assured, Young Brother Hou will never disgrace his mission!" ”

At this time, Liu Xi knew his name, and Young Brother Hou picked up a bloody long sword and beckoned several companions to hurriedly go down the city.

In the distance, the Huns were getting closer and closer, and under the snowflakes, they could even see the white fog they exhaled.

However, a few miles away from the city wall, these Huns all stopped their horses and stopped moving, just standing quietly in the wind and snow.

Just wait for the Hun king to give an order.

The sudden change of the Huns made the city guards a little confused, and they looked at each other with a look of incomprehension in their eyes.

"Boom!"

The boulder was thrown out of the catapult and landed among the Huns, who, with a few screams, did not rush forward as expected, but retreated sharply back a hundred feet.

What are they waiting for?

Slowly pulled out the long sword placed beside him, Liu Xi's bloodshot eyes were tightly knit on the Huns' every move, and suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened and stared ahead, and the sword he was drawing out in his hand also stopped in mid-air.

There, a figure slowly walked out of the Hun camp, purple clothes and purple crowns, swaying gently with the wind, and it was so eye-catching in the snow.

But it was a Taoist disciple who hadn't shown up for a few days, Zhang Shaolu.

Seeing him, it was like a cold surging into Liu Xi's heart, and his whole heart sank.

The north wind is biting and the snow is overwhelming.

It seems that walking in the wind and snow, Zhang Shaolu walked very slowly, step by step, but the mark was quickly erased by the falling snowflakes.

The sword is finally out of its sheath.

That figure has also arrived in the city.

Gripping the long sword tightly, Liu Xi's brain was running rapidly, but after a while, he frowned in distress, after all, he had thought of all possible methods last night.

But there is still nothing to be done.

Tian Xun'er's life and death are uncertain, and in Yangqu City, there is no cultivator who can suppress this Taoist disciple who has entered the realm of the Yuan Shen with half a foot.

Under the city, the gradually clear figure stopped its steps, as if sensing the wariness in Liu Xi's eyes, Zhang Shaolu raised his head and forgot to come.

The four eyes met, although he was speechless, Liu Xi understood that the other party saw through his identity.

The face and body shape can be changed, and the cultivation can also be hidden, but the eyes can't be hidden.

Sure enough, Liu Xi saw the corners of Zhang Shaolu's mouth rise, and then a contemptuous voice sounded in his ears over the blizzard.

"I didn't expect you to be the broken army of the soldier's family, but you disguised yourself like this, today, no one should be able to save you."

Naturally, this sentence is not heard by others. And with Liu Xi's temperament, he will not be angered by him, but the hands holding the sword are a little tighter.

"Hoo ......"

Between the two of them, a piece with a piercing whistling whistle was thrown out from behind Liu Xi, like a meteorite falling from nine heavens away, and smashed into the Hun camp like a meteor.

However, this time, there was no longer the scene where the Huns panicked when the stones fell.

Just because that Shaolu waved his sleeves, and immediately, the speeding boulder exploded into countless small gravel in mid-air, mixed with snowflakes, and fell down with a bang.

"The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient!"

Zhang Shaolu's low words sounded in the ears of everyone in the city, and after a while, I saw him jump up, and in a few breaths, he had already crossed the city, and when he reappeared, he had reached the top of the catapult.

Carrying the sword, Liu Xi pounced on him with one arrow step, "Stop him!" ”

The long sword attacked, but Zhang Shaolu didn't look at him, and flashed

Liu Xi hit fruitlessly, and fell straight from the city, his cultivation has not yet recovered, where can he stabilize his body, fortunately, the dragon snake nine changes tempered his body, rolled on the ground a few feet away, and finally unloaded most of the momentum.

When Liu Xi stood up again, the soldiers who were screaming around him relieved their hearts, but soon, several loud noises made them fall into uneasiness and fear again.

Broken trees flew wildly, smashing on the city wall with a rattle, it was the Shaolu who destroyed the catapult. It seems that he was doing it on purpose, and after waving his palm to beat Feiqulang and the others, he walked to each catapult very slowly, gently stretched out his hand forward, and laughed and laughed, so that the catapults full of hard work turned into nothing.

"Brute, stop!"

After a short period of calm, a gray-haired old man rushed towards Zhang Shaolu with an iron fork in his hand, and this person Liu Xi also knew, that is, the old carpenter who made catapults.

The hoarse shouts of killing soon stopped abruptly, and the emaciated body was thrown out with it, falling into the already thick pile of snow.

"Shoot the arrows!"

At the head of the city, Xiong Gang roared angrily, and suddenly, many arrows rained towards Zhang Shaolu, but the arrows turned into powder at a distance of a zhang from him.

This scene made the soldiers defending the city all frightened, although the arrows in their hands were still shooting, but the horror in their eyes was getting thicker and thicker.

Today, Yangqu City is difficult to hold, and perhaps, it will be necessary to shed blood in this bleak northern land of wind and snow.

Could this be the arrangement of fate?

But even if it is destined by God, he Liu Xi has to struggle somewhat!

"General Xiong, don't care about here, take people to defend the city!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, Liu Xi turned his head and yelled at Xiong Gang, and said to Qu Lang who was walking towards him, "Do you remember what I told you the day before yesterday?" ”

"Childe ......"

The waves wanted to speak and stopped, and his face was full of embarrassment.

"Brother Qu, although you and I have known each other for several months, I have always regarded you as a brother and sister, and I will give it to you."

Hearing this, he closed his eyes in pain, his chest rose and fell one after another, and after a while, he nodded very seriously, "Don't worry, as long as Qu Lang is still alive, he will definitely protect Miss Shuang'er's thoughtfulness." ”

After the canal wave left, the Shaolu also destroyed several catapults, and the guards at the head of the city endured the grief and indignation in their hearts, and turned to look at the Huns in the distance.

In this time of internal and external trouble, this man in the city has exceeded their ability, and now he can only save his life to fight against the Huns.

Zhang Shaolu had a snowflake between his slender fingers, like jewelry and jade toying, "Hehe, let this seat be tired and send you to the world of peace!" ”

When the words fell, the snowflakes turned into small silver knives, crystal clear, cut through a piece of wind and snow, roared, and pounced on Liu Xi.

The injury had not yet healed, Liu Xi must not dare to take it hard, and hurriedly hid to the right hand, and where he stood before, snowflakes mixed with masonry and dirt flew out.

A snowflake, a deep pit half a foot square.

"Interesting."

Before Liu Xi could stand firmly, the Shaolu smiled playfully, and played another aura, and in an instant, the snowflakes that were about to fall on the ground turned around, turning into a dagger that pounced on Liu Xi, blocking all his retreats.

Not good!

Under the exclamation, Liu Xi had no choice but to resist hard, but once the aura was activated, the strange aura attached to the dantian also moved, devouring the aura he had gathered.

Even the true qi left by the mysterious master was not much left.

When Liu Xi was struggling, the countless ice and snow had already arrived in front of him, and there was no other way but to wave the long sword in his hand.

"Dangdang!"

Between the flowers and stones, the crisp sound is endless, but more are the blood beads that fly down after the skin and flesh are cut.

"Your Excellency!"

As soon as Xiong shouted, he was about to rush down with his sword, but Liu Xi, who was kneeling on the ground, roared angrily, "General Xiong, hold the city, this is a military order!" ”

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Liu Xi staggered to his feet, he understood that with Zhang Shaolu's skills, it was easy to kill him, and at the moment, this move was not the mercy of the other party's subordinates, just to humiliate him.

In the past, there was a brotherhood that killed Dawu, and now he is bullying him, even if there is a huge difference in strength, Liu Xi's chest is still full of killing intent.

Except for Liu Si, the king of Han, this is the person he wants to kill the most and then hurry up.

Throwing away the broken long sword in his hand, he picked up another one, the blade of the sword was pointed at Zhang Shaolu, and his tone was as cold as frost and snow, "Between you and me, there will be no death." ”

This sentence is Liu Xi's second exit, naturally, Zhang Shaolu also heard it twice, as if the high monarch was touched by the majesty of the ant people, Zhang Shaolu raised his eyebrows, and a majestic momentum surged out of his body, "Yes, this seat wants to see how to never die!" ”

With anger, Zhang Shaolu shot again, and hit Liu Xi firmly again, who spat blood from his mouth, like a snowflake scattered in the wind, flew out, and fell straight between the snow.

"Childe!"

There was horror in the exclamation voice, and soon, I saw Wu Shuang'er rushing over and hugging Liu Xi in her small arms.

"Childe, Childe......"

Tears fell from her big eyes, and the panicked Wu Shuang'er kept wiping away the blood flowing from Liu Xi's nose and mouth with her little hands.

Opening his eyes in pain, Liu Xi looked at the Qu Lang who was surrounding, "Qu Lang, you should take them away......

"Twin girls would rather die than leave."

Qu Lang hummed out this, and then asked Qin to stay by Liu Xi's side to check the injury, while he drew his sword to block in front of them, looking up at Zhang Shaolu.

"Since you seek death, this seat will fulfill you!"

After that, Zhang Shaolu's hands changed, pinched out a trick, and after the purple robe, his long hair fluttered, and a clear image of the spirit official jumped out.

The wind and snow have stopped.

The terrifying momentum was like a stormy wave, Wu Shuang'er and Qin were still pale, and the tall waves retreated uncontrollably.

"It's the spirit official, you go, don't die here!"

Liu Xi, who had seen the strength of the spirit officer's command, suddenly shouted, but Wu Shuang'er and the others were unmoved, and he also coughed violently because he was injured and vomited blood.

"It's all here, if you want to die, count me in!"

A very familiar voice of Liu Xi sounded out of thin air, and soon, a paper fan flew out behind him.

The paper fan hovers in mid-air, turning bigger and bigger, and the mountains and rivers on the fan surface are vivid, as if the mountains and rivers in the world have entered the painting.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the momentum of the Lingguan finger dispersed in the wind and snow, and the Qiankun fan was also eclipsed and fell to Liu Xi's side.

At the same time, a figure staggered, and finally knelt down not far from Liu Xi.

Unkempt and unkempt, with blood at the corners of his mouth, but the peach blossom eyes full of autumn water are bright.

Seeing this person, Liu Xi couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Today, why are you so troubled." ”

Tilting his head, Ma Xiu, who had been galloping day and night for more than half a month, pouted, "I received a vision on the grassland, don't worry, I'll come to see you." ”

Hearing this, Liu Xi's heart welled up with warmth, and Wu Shuang'er broke into tears and smiled and blinked her red and swollen eyes with Ma Xiu.

"The tongue spits out the lotus, the fan shakes the mountains and rivers, what a miscellaneous family who is not self-sufficient!"

Zhang Shaolu's eyebrows were full of cruelty, and his anger seemed to rush out of his eyes, gritting his teeth, and his ten fingers swayed like a spirit snake.

A ray of brilliance leaked from the sky and fell on his body, also illuminating the image of the Daojun who was holding a banana fan and sitting cross-legged on his knees in the auspicious clouds.

"See you again in the next life."

Liu Xi said with a smile with a smile on Ma Xiu's mouth, but the latter turned his head pretending to ignore it, "In the next life, whoever wants to meet you, I, Ma Jin, will definitely be a quiet and beautiful man." ”

Even in the face of life and death, he still can't change this habit of playing treasure.

"See you again in the next life."

Although the Lingguan Jue just now was blocked by the Qiankun Fan, Qu Lang was also injured, prostrate, approached Qin Yi, and said in a low voice.

The suffocating momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and Wu Shuang'er, who is slowly oozing blood from the corners of his mouth, carefully hugs Liu Xi in his arms, there are no tears in his big eyes, but his eyes are blurry but incomprehensible memories.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope that Childe is safe, and I also hope that Shuang'er can meet Childe again."

Slowly, everyone closed their hands, and above the city, Xiong Gang and others were also shrouded by this powerful momentum, and the ordinary soldiers couldn't bear it anymore, dizzy, and fell to the ground.

"Ding Dong!"

Suddenly, a crisp piano sound sounded in everyone's ears, like a stream murmuring in a deep valley, and like a willow spring breeze in March, drilling through every open pore, caressing the softness of people's hearts.

The sound of the piano is endless, comfortably making the defenders forget the hundreds of thousands of Hun troops behind them, and also abandon the fighting for several days, wandering in the worry-free and comfortable reunion after a long absence.

For a while, I couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction.

Lying in the ice and snow, Liu Xi felt that Zhang Shaolu's momentum was gradually dissipating, and immediately raised his head in pain to follow the prestige.

But above the city, a familiar figure stood like a pillar, a piano suspended in front of his chest, and his hands were soft and boneless to pluck the strings quickly.

The snow is heavy, and the piano is solo.