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The land of another world sinks, in May of the year of Ding Chou in the lunar calendar, the fighter Fanxiang and the beasts arrive, kill the generals, build the city, reorganize the army, and resist the war. ——The Book of the Other World, The Book of the Human World.

The dog raised his grandson with a grinning in pain, and hurriedly replied: "Righteous man, you see, we catch two-legged sheep, mainly as army and military rations, slaughtered and cooked. In the evening, just ,...... We also subdivide these two-legged sheep into old and thin men who call them 'Rao Gang Huo', women who are young and young are called 'unenvious sheep', children call them 'and bones rotten', and they are also called 'two-legged sheep'. Hehe, which means that the old and thin man is not easy to cook and needs to be cooked, the young woman tastes better than mutton, and the child has a fine skin and tender meat, so that even the bones are cooked together. ......" as he spoke, he couldn't help but close his eyes, stick out his tongue, and lick his lips, as if he was still savoring the taste.

When Fan Xiang heard this, she couldn't help but tear her eyes, raised her knife, and slashed her in the chest of the dog grandson.

The dog raised his lips trembled in pain, hurriedly opened his eyes, looked at Fanxiang's eyes as cold as ice, trembled with fear, and said, "...... Righteous man, this, this...... I won't dare in the future. ”

"Why are you so cruel to these people?"

The dog raised the grandson trembled, looked at Fan Xiang in horror, trembled, and replied: "I, I, we don't treat them as human beings, he, they are just food." ......”

"Okay, let me ask you again, what happened to those people captured by Feng Ba?"

"Righteous man, this, this,...... I don't know, mostly, most likely, like me, that they were used as military rations, or all of them were put to death. ...... Feng Ba is a general in Murong Mansion, and now he is one of the five tiger generals under General Murong Ling, and he is his cronies, so he naturally accompanied General Murong Ling's army on the South Road. As soon as the underworld assembly order of the Beigong Heavenly Court was ordered, I was ordered by General Murong to take the lead, so I arrived a little earlier than them, and now, now the army led by Murong Ling is still behind, but I am afraid that it will pass through here soon. ”

"Good. Fan Xiang looked in the direction of the east and said coldly.

The dog grandson looked at the killing intent in Fanxiang's eyes, and couldn't help but be afraid, and hurriedly begged for mercy, and said: "Righteous man, please let me go, I, I won't dare to do it again." ”

"Well, I'll think about it. ”

Fan Xiang stood up, no longer glanced at the dog grandson, and said to Xin Ziqi: "This devil, you can deal with it." ”

"Okay, I'll take care of it. Xin Ziqi walked over, picked up the swarthy katana, looked at it, and said, "Brother Fanxiang, this knife is not bad, can you give it to me?"

"Well, if you like it, take it. ”

"Thank you, Brother Fanxiang. Xin Ziqi bowed to Fanxiang.

Fan Xiang smiled slightly and returned the salute.

Xin Ziqi walked in front of the dog grandson, looked at the devil general lying on the ground, and said coldly: "This is the Doutian warrior Fanxiang just now, he is our eldest brother, I will tell you now, let you die clearly." ”

"Fanxiang?...... He is a Van incense?...... Alas...... "The rat-eyed monster looked at Fanxiang for about half a cup of tea, and then, with a soft sigh, slowly closed his eyes.

"Okay, I'll send you back to your hometown, don't be a devil in the next life. Xin Ziqi said, holding the katana in both hands, and slashed off the head of the dog grandson.

Fan Xiang looked at the more than 2,000 young women on the shore and said, "My name is Fan Xiang, it's not early today, everyone should go back to the ancient city with us first, and then make plans later." ”

"Okay, we are willing to follow the righteous warrior of Fanxiang to the Exquisite Ancient City. The women said in unison.

Fan Xiang, Mei Duoer and others led the women to cross the Zidu River Bridge, descend along the Zidu River Valley, and march towards the exquisite ancient city.

The river channel paved with yellow sand meanders silently, and the water flowing in the valley carries heavy blood and tears and all kinds of things in the world, sometimes soothing, sometimes turbulent, and the sound of whimpering water echoes for thousands of years in this ancient empty valley, as if telling the journey of time and the vicissitudes of time.

As people walk in this ancient river valley, the water of the Zdu River is turbulent, and sometimes they may see the body of a drowned woman flowing down with the waves, giving people an eerie and terrifying oppressive atmosphere.

Along the tree-lined path of the river valley, more than 2,000 people passed by here, forming a long snake formation, meandering forward, all silent.

The Zidu River originates in the Kunlun Beishan Mountains in the southwest, crosses the Gobi Desert, and forms a vast oasis where it passes, flowing all the way to the exquisite ancient city, nourishing the exquisite civilization, where there used to be abundant green pastures, the light dancing posture of young girls, and the quiet and good life in the world.

In the valley, willow and poplar trees flourish, giving life to both sides of the Zdow River. The cool wind of May blows through the valley, as cool as the sun shining through the shade of the trees, the willow branches swaying, the poplars fluttering, their shadows, cast on the silvery white sand on the ground, stretching all the way.

The alluvial fan in the lower reaches of the Zdow River spreads out in a horsetail shape, and the river network is dense.

Everyone traveled north along the lower valley, about half a day's scene, came to an open lake, endless, like a bay of horizontal mirror-like sea, the water waves rippled, clear and clear, far west blue waves on the erection of a poplar wooden bridge, reflecting the light of the sky, against the ancient dark red, the reflection in the water softly swaying, such as the ribbon that extends away; where the ripples move, floating swans and other waterfowl, "quack ~ quack ~ quack ~" calling, occasionally from the water surface flocks to fly, flying in the exquisite sky.

From a distance, the water and grass are abundant, the scenery is beautiful, nine bends and eighteen bends, and the golden quicksand at the end of the sky can be seen through the gaps between the trees - this is the elegant and charming Swan Lake outside the exquisite city.

Swan Lake is 60 miles long from east to west and 50 miles wide from north to south, and the lake water is clear and transparent like blue amber. When the weather is clear, the surface of the lake seems to be still, as far as the eye can see, the sky is deep and blue, and the sky seems to be one with it, as if there are no boundaries.

Swan Lake in May, the mountains are full of flowers, like "plugging the south of the Yangtze River". The snow-capped mountains are reflected in the south, the yellow sand is shining in the north, but here it is green, warm and moist. Sea of flowers, grasslands, lakes, snow-capped mountains...... The breeze blows the surface of the lake, the water reflects the sky, quietly waiting for the sunset, and then the color of Swan Lake gradually changes, and the gorgeous sunset stains the lake red. Day and night alternate, and the light and shadow present the most beautiful posture here.

Within 100 miles of Swan Lake is a forest belt with lush trees.

There was a group of people shouting in the distant forest, as if they were working together to do something.

Within the forest belt, on Swan Lake, the smoke waves are vast, and the distant mountains are picturesque. Small boats, floating islands, fishing nets, waterways, wooden houses, sunsets, etc., make this a paradise where adults and nature live together.

On the wide lake, the cool breeze blows, the microwave ripples, and on the narrow small wooden boat, several fishermen stand on the side of the boat with one foot, and row with the oars in the air with one foot, forming a golden rooster independently, or clamp the oars under the armpits, row with their feet, and operate the fishing nets with their free hands, no matter which posture, they can be maintained for a long time. Looking at it from afar, it looks like an elegant ballet performer on a huge stage - its upright posture, light and coherent movements, and superb balance skills, which make people can't stop marveling.

Single-footed rowing and two-handed fishing is a unique fishing method for the people in the southern region of Dongshengzhou, and has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. Because of the escape of war, he came to this unique area, and brought this primitive fishing method, which has become a major feature of this Swan Lake.

The blue of Swan Lake is pure, deep, and mysterious.

The starry lake, like the blue shining eyes, the ancient city with rich ink, surrounded by the ubiquitous blue of the sky and the lake - this city of star lakes, the beautiful appearance, is so easy to make people fascinated.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Fan Xiang couldn't help but stop to watch, suddenly remembered a poem, and then gently chanted: "Your sapphire blue lake, when you see it, it will teach people's hearts." ”

Several girls walked over, stood behind Fan Xiang, and heard Fan Xiang's soft groaning, one of the women sighed softly, and also said: "The four mountains swallow the vast Miao, and the blue wipes the sky." ...... But it's more like a teardrop shed by the fairy of Kunlun Mountain!" As she spoke, the woman raised her hand and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye.

Mei Duoer, Chun Yu Tiying and the more than 2,000 women looked at the beautiful scenery in front of them, and they were also deeply moved. Many women were already crying bitterly, and their weeping resounded by the lake.

Fan Xiang and other five people walked on the lakeside with more than 2,000 young women.

The sea of flowers on the shore of Swan Lake in May is boundless, the snow mountains in the southwest are magnificent, the green grass is like a garden, the scenery is picturesque, the golden buttercup flowers are like orange-yellow belts around the lakeside, the occasional dotted perilla flowers are also incomparably delicate blooming, the bright wild poppies are blooming splendidly, overwhelming, spreading wantonly to the distance, burning like fire, forming a sea of flowers.

The flowers should shine on the azure lake under the snow-capped mountains, and all the elements are like a beautiful picture carefully arranged by a benevolent Emperor of the Holy Realm.

Continuing on, there is a large lavender field. Patches of small purple flowers bloom vividly, and large lavender trees are like deep purple waves, converging into a purple girl's dream.

Dozens of miles in a radius are shrouded in the rich fragrance of lavender, blooming into a purple romance. In the aftermath of the romantic purple spread, the topography of this oasis grassland gradually opens up with the spread of the downstream waterways, and the distant grassland is dotted with endless rape flowers, golden patches, interspersed with the world of purple lavender, forming a strong color contrast.

On the vast, green, golden background, there are snow-capped mountains in the distance, long yellow sand, large areas of yellow rape flowers, sunflower flowers, inlaid in it, like a huge oil painting painted under the canopy.

In the southern Xinjiang in May, this exquisite oasis of grassland, under the snow-capped mountains, beautiful lines, isolated and lonely city, everything is not as beautiful as the world!

On the grassland in the distance, several people are galloping on horseback, and among the lush grass, a little white, are grazing sheep.

The exquisite oasis ravines are vertical and horizontal, with masculine beauty in the grassland, and countless ravines are cut out of the green space, depicting the calm grassland like the waves in the sea. Here you can see the blue sky, white clouds, white clouds, silver snow-capped mountains, dark green cedar forests, pale cyan grasslands and colorful flowers.

Everyone was fascinated by the remaining natural scenery between the wars, and suddenly heard a beautiful song in the sea of flowers in the oasis:——

green grassland,

green grass,

Wild flowers bloom all over the mountains,

Here the shepherds drive the flock,

Dear people,

Swan Lake represents my heart,

I hope so,

Lay your feet on the prairie,

Set your eyes on my heart.

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green grassland,

Leisurely blue clouds,

The mountain wind blows through the heart,

The beautiful girl is picking flowers here,

Dear people,

Swan Lake represents my heart,

I hope so,

Lay your feet on the prairie,

Set your eyes on my heart.

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The song is beautiful and beautiful, light and ethereal, the rhyme is soft, and the melody is harmonious, just like the colorful colors of the blue sky, white clouds, snow-capped mountains, grasslands and flowers seen here, lingering in everyone's ears and making people intoxicated.