Great Qin Dynasty, Jingyou 11 years. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the plug, Mobei.

In the cold winter, the wind and snow are all over the ground, and there is a white reflection everywhere, and a tragic battle is in full swing on the icy and snowy mountains.

"The Duke of Governor has an order, the remnants of the Bai family, no one will be left, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and kill them!"

More than a dozen Iron Eagle swordsmen of the Black Ice Platform, under the leadership of a leader wearing a large black cloak and strong martial arts, constantly chased and killed the two Bai brothers and sisters who were fleeing in the snowy mountains and forests, and they were fierce and merciless.

"Miss, go!"

"Young master, let's go!"

The guards around the Bai brothers and sisters went forward one after another with flesh and blood, blocking the two of them, and finally died under the long sword of his Iron Eagle Swordsman.

"Miss, young master, let's go!"

A middle-aged warrior, tall and tall, with a blood-colored ring hand knife in his hand, standing on top of the snow, a man is a pass, and he is not open, blocking these iron eagle swordsmen in front.

"Uncle Zhong!"

The elder sister among the siblings, the girl in the white dress is heroic, holding the Bingyue Sword in one hand and the scholar's younger brother in the other.

"I'll solve him, you go after him, don't let one go today!"

The leader of the black-clothed cloak stepped out in one step, his breath was cold, his eyes were murderous, and he slashed out with a sword, and the sword aura was fierce, tearing through the cold air and killing him: "The head of the three generals of the Bai clan, the loyal general of the blood knife, really deserves his name!" ”

"Wei Neng's eagle dog, do you think you can't recognize you if you are masked, you also have a share in the blood of the Bai family's mansion back then, cold clothes, today I will avenge the head of the family!"

The middle-aged warrior looked at the black-clothed leader, his eyes burst out with coldness, and he slashed out fiercely, with a majestic and atmospheric knife technique, indomitable, this is a trick to kill on the battlefield.

Clang!

Between the blades and the blades, a series of sparks were pulled out in a sharp whisper.

"Kill!"

The middle-aged warrior's breath suddenly became violent, and he couldn't suppress the internal injuries in his body, but he still killed it again.

"Lei Zhong, if you weren't injured by the Governor ten years ago, I really wouldn't be your opponent today, go die!"

The leader of the black-cloaked cloak walked lightly, staggered to kill, and his sword moves were tricky.

Burst!

Under the three consecutive stabs of the middle-aged warrior, the true qi that erupted in his body caused old injuries in the meridians, and under the disordered breath, a mouthful of blood spit out.

"Die!"

The black-clothed cloaked leader's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity, and with a lightning-fast sword, between lightning and flint, stabbed into the chest of the middle-aged warrior.

Blood flowed down the sword's edge from the middle-aged warrior's chest.

Bang!

The middle-aged man fell his tall and burly body into the snow, his eyes were wide like copper bells, the breath of life gradually faded, but his thoughts were filled with a strong unwillingness: "Family master, Lei Zhong is incompetent, and he has failed your trust!" ”

"Uncle Zhong!"

The Bai siblings turned around while running, looking at their last relative falling in a pool of blood, screaming with grief and indignation.

"Xiaochuan, let's go!"

Although the girl in the white dress is not very old, but a martial arts family heirloom, she ran wildly with her younger brother, the sword in her hand forced back a few iron sword eagle warriors who stood in the way, and constantly fought her way out of the encirclement, and was stabbed by a sword in the chaos and fell on the snow.

"Ah!!h

The cloth-clothed young man was stunned, roared angrily to the sky, and pulled out the rusty long sword that had never been unsheathed at his waist with his backhand, and the sword slashed like a meteor, cutting through the falling snowflakes.

"You're all going to die!"

A sword chills.

Within three feet, the four Iron Eagle soldiers stiffened, holding the blood on their necks one by one, and fell unwillingly.

"Kill the gods!"

The girl in white raised her head, her eyes widened, and she looked at her younger scholar brother who was dependent on each other in surprise.

She always thought that her younger brother was a scholar with no power to restrain the chicken, but she never thought that the young man would actually practice a peerless killing move that no one in the Bai family had ever practiced in a hundred years.

"This is the God Killing Slash, although it is the first slash, but the power should not be underestimated?"

The leader of the black-clothed hat had a cold gaze, and he naturally recognized the peerless martial arts inherited by Wu Anjun back then: "What a young man, hide deep enough, go on, kill them!" ”

"Kill!"

One by one, the Iron Eagle swordsmen swarmed to kill.

"Sister Dong'er, you go first!"

The two sisters and brothers were forced by the Iron Eagle Archers to run for their lives towards a cliff, the cloth-clothed boy, he held a black iron long sword, dancing like the wind, the sword was compelling, and he retreated while fighting, a sword was like a rainbow, and directly forced the Iron Eagle Swordsman who came up to retreat.

"Xiaochuan, you can go by yourself, my sister can't do it!"

The girl was dressed in white, covered in blood, at this moment the true qi on her body had been exhausted, the long sword in her hand was knocked down, and she could only rely on the protection of her younger brother, and constantly retreated to the hanging edge of the cliff.

They have been on the run for 10 years, but today they can't get over this hurdle after all.

If it weren't for the fact that she had always thought that it was just Wen Ruo's younger brother, who suddenly burst out with strong combat power, she would probably have been killed by these eagle dogs of the Black Ice Platform.

"Hanyi, our entire Bai clan has been killed by your eagle dogs on the Black Ice Terrace, why can't you give our sister and brother a way to live?"

The cloth-clothed boy swung his sword like madness, and the true qi on the sword tore through the void, killing the three Iron Eagle swordsmen with one sword, his eyes glaring at its leader.

On that night ten years ago, he knew very well that one of the masters who had slaughtered the entire Bai clan was the leader of the black cloak in front of him.

"Boy, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you are only fifteen years old now, but you can cultivate the Bai family's inheritance martial art "Killing God Chop" so perfectly, and your skills are comparable to first-class powerhouses, I thought that she Bai Dong'er was the disaster left by the Bai family, but I didn't expect that you, a little moth Yizi, are the real disaster, if you are allowed to cultivate into a generation of martial arts masters, wouldn't our Dugong be unable to sleep and eat!"

Hanyi is one of the four leaders of the Iron Eagle Soldiers, with superb martial arts, and he is also a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, but he was forced to retreat by the killing god of the cloth-clothed young man again and again, and he was furious in his heart.

"Hanyi, don't force me!"

The cloth-clothed young man retreated step by step, protecting the girl in white on the one hand, and fighting the Iron Eagle swordsman on the other, with more and more scars on his body, and the blood on his body stained the snow in the sky red.

"Kill!"

Hanyi's eyes were cold, his expression was firm, and he showed no mercy.

"Xiaochuan, my sister can't leave anymore, but my sister can't affect you, my sister really can't imagine that you actually cultivated into "God Killing Slash", and now your skills are close to first-class masters, with this God Killing Slash, break through yourself!"

The girl in white looked at the approaching Iron Eagle Swordsman, and looked back at the endless abyss under the snow, her beautiful eyes flowed with a touch of resolution.

Once she died, she could not be buried with her brother.

"Sister Dong'er, what are you doing?"

The young man in cloth was stained with blood on his sword, and when he looked back, he panicked.

"Xiaochuan, my sister loves you, if there is an afterlife, I would like to be your wife!"

The girl's demeanor was bright at that moment, the white clothes were like snow, and she jumped, and the blood-stained grace seemed to be flying in the air, and then disappeared under the long wind and snow bit by bit.

"Sister!!!

The cloth-clothed boy roared wildly, his whole body was really violent, and his eyes were red, as if time had been stopped by his roar.

"What a resolute woman!"

Hanyi looked at this scene with the only seven remaining Iron Eagle Swordsmen, and felt some feelings in his heart, the Wu Anjun Bai clan has been a person who would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile since the killing god Bai back then.

Even if Bai Dong'er is just a woman.

She also inherited the integrity of the Bai family.

It's a pity......

"Hanyi, haven't you governors always wanted to get the peerless secret book "Killing God Slash" left by Wu Anjun?"

The cloth-clothed young man watched his sister's figure disappear in the wind and snow, after grief, only despair remained, he slowly stood up, and gently killed the blood on the sword with the cloth strip at the corner of his clothes, and his expression calmed down to change the color of the world.

"I will fulfill you now!"

In the words of a word, the breath on the cloth-clothed young man's body continued to rise, and the true qi in his body seemed to be surging like a tide.

"This breath, could it be that you have cultivated to become a killing god, this is impossible!"

Hanyi's pupils widened, and the warrior's keen feeling suddenly made him very uneasy, and he shouted: "All retreat!" ”

"Haha, it's too late!"

The true qi on the cloth-clothed boy's body was completely reversed, and the aura in his body became more and more violent, as if an ancient fierce beast was awakening.

Killing God Chop, a peerless martial art inherited from Bai Qi, the Great Qin God of Killing.

When the first emperor swept the world, the killing god Bai Qi was known as the first general of Great Qin, ranking the strongest in the world, and the killing god slash he realized in the killing has always been a peerless martial art that everyone on the rivers and lakes competes for.

Legend has it that "Killing God Chop" has a trick to kill, called Killing God, a style of killing God, when the killing god Bai Qi, it was with this lore that he killed the sword saint of the Mo family, and named the strongest person in the world.

"Impossible, it's been a full three hundred years, and no one has ever successfully cultivated the Seven Slashes of God Killing, even Bai Yu of the Bai Clan a hundred years ago could only cut out the Fifth Slash of God Killing, not to mention God Killing, it has long been lost...... Hurry back! ”

The cold clothes suddenly felt cold, and the alarm bell rang in his heart, and he hurriedly drank it.

"Kill the gods!"

In the wind and snow, a figure was like a shadow, a kill, a sword between the lightning and flint was like a meteor, as if it was killed in the void, directly penetrating the necks of the seven iron eagle archers, and finally the rusty sword was inserted into the neck of the cold clothes.

His movements flowed smoothly, as if it were only for a moment, and even Hanyi, a first-class master, had no time to resist the edge of this sword.

"This ...... How...... Possible! ”

The cold clothes were cold, and at the moment of death, a pair of eyes widened, unbelievable, a fifteen-year-old boy, even if he practiced martial arts from his mother's womb, it was impossible to cultivate into a killing god.

"This shot, I have been cultivating since I was two years old, my father-in-law taught me to cultivate, I have practiced for thirteen years, and I have never used a gun...... Burst! ”

Watching their figures fall one by one, the cloth-clothed young man spit out a mouthful of blood, the true qi of his body reversed, tearing the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the five internal organs were silenced, the internal injuries were difficult to treat, and the body also fell down with a bang.

After all, he is lacking in skill, forcibly running this style of killing gods, killing the enemy also hurts himself, the true qi in his body collapses, the acupuncture points explode, the meridians are torn, and the force is lawless.

Lying on the cold snow, the young man opened his eyes wide, looking at the white snowflakes in the sky, looking at the cold sky, he felt that he was about to dim under the boundless abyss.

"Sister Dong'er, do you know why I have always been reluctant to have the surname Bai, I will tell you now, because I ...... I want to marry you! ”

The goose feather snow was constantly falling, covering his body bit by bit, and the last thoughts of the cloth-clothed boy seemed to gradually disappear between the vast world and the world.

This feeling is the second time he has endured.

Just like it was back then.

When his consciousness fell asleep, the heavens and the earth were silent, as if he Han Zichu had never been reborn between this strange and strange heaven and earth.

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Great Qin Dynasty, Jingyou thirteen years.

Xianyang City.

In March, a hundred flowers bloomed, and under the atmosphere of spring, Jia Tang, the city's leading businessman, opened Tang Meng, one of the four talented women in Xianyang City, in the most elegant spring breeze study in Xianyang City.

Recruiting relatives with literature is a patent of scholars in the Great Qin Dynasty in recent years, and some of the more famous talented women are yearning for this way of recruiting relatives.

Three hundred years ago, the First Emperor of the Great Qin was invincible, with millions of soldiers and horses, destroyed the war of the Six Kingdoms, ended the era of princes, unified the world, and laid down the great Qin Dynasty.

Therefore, the Great Qin Dynasty respected martial arts and supplemented by literature.

However, a hundred years ago, the eight kings of the capital chaos, the twelve generals supported the army and self-respect, Xianyang was in chaos, the world collapsed, the king of Changsha won the king of Hengqin, and the seven military generals led the troops to support the group and ascended the throne, for the thirteenth emperor of the Great Qin, the emperor of Wen.

Then Emperor Wen of Qin began to strike the world's swords and soldiers in the warehouse, emphasizing literature and ignoring martial arts, respecting Confucian knowledge as the inheritance, respecting literature as the respect, and martial arts as the supplement.

In the past hundred years, the Great Qin Dynasty has naturally respected scholars.

Although Tang Meng, the eldest lady of the Tang family, is the daughter of a businessman, she has a lot of wealth, her appearance is as beautiful as a flower, and her talent and knowledge are the first in the world.

The Tang family's recruitment arena for her naturally ushered in the yearning of countless Xianyang City scholars.

Chunfeng study, not so much a study, but a mountain villa, standing next to Weishui, elegant decoration, unique garden, strong book fragrance, is the place where literati and elegant guests often cook wine.

"Young Master Xu, you're here too!"

"Young Master Lin, you have a son of a young mansion here, why can't I come?"

"Look over there, even the son of the True Marquis is here, what am I!"

"Miss Tang is one of the four talented women in Xianyang City, she is appreciated by Princess Duanyang, and her writing is brilliant, and if anyone marries her, she can inherit the Tang family's wealth!"

"In today's ring, my son is determined to win!"

“……”

It is the season when the flowers are blooming, and the spring breeze study begins to pour into a group of talented sons, who all want to see the fragrance.

On top of an attic in the Spring Breeze Study.

"Miss, the sons who came today are all brilliant sons, not only the prince of the real martial arts is here, but I heard that even the jade prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion is here!"

The little maid put on her own lady's makeup and reported the results of her inquiry on the same time.

"Is Han Zichu here?"

The woman is twenty-eight years old, with a cyan long skirt, a delicate face, a delicate figure, and a talented and feminine temperament exuded between her gestures.

"Miss, I've told him many times, and even sent him that expensive set of clothes, but he didn't want to!"

When the little girl heard this, she thought of the young man who was eating and drinking in their Tang family and had a bad personality, she immediately pursed her mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "If we hadn't picked him up back then, he would have fed the wolves on the grassland long ago, let him do a favor, and he would be an ungrateful person!" ”