The big porcelain bowl was very heavy, and Zhao Lingxue couldn't answer.

She silently closed her eyes again, and prayed silently in her heart: "The big porcelain bowl may not be able to withstand this round of impact, if she dies, I will hate you to death, and I will never see you for the rest of my life." ”

"The big porcelain bowl won't die, and you'll be safe with me. ”

Zhao Lingxue's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, she smiled bitterly and raised her head to look far, far away, where there was no one, only the night that was gradually coming, this answer was thought of in her own mind, and she answered for him.

Nearly six hundred horsemen came out of the queue at the same time, from static to moving, the formation of the queue was orderly, these black cavalry knew that they were using the meat shield of the cultivator, but there was no hesitation on their faces, this may be the true nature of the people in the snow region who are not afraid of death, this scene happened to be seen by Zhao Lingxue, she frowned and pondered.

As the tower man drew his sword, nearly six hundred black cavalry began to charge, all of them staring at the person blocking the way, as if even the sturdy tall horse was staring at the big porcelain bowl, letting out angry gasps.

The man in the tower raised his sword, nearly six hundred people bent their bows and arrows almost at the same time, and the dull sound of horses' hooves rushed to the big porcelain bowl at the speed of a trot, as the saying goes, there were only three arrows in front of the battle, when the horse team rushed to almost fifty zhang, with the sound of arrows being thrown, a black arc cut through the gray sky.

The big porcelain bowl took a step forward and suddenly swung the whip, the whip shadow drew an imperceptible long arc in the air, when the long arc and the arrow that broke through the air at the moment of contact, the long arc suddenly closed and connected with an irregular closed shape, like a huge pocket, but all the arrows in contact with it were crushed, and the other arrows fell to the ground, some pierced the yurt, some were deeply inserted into the snow, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of arrows were inserted on the snow, like a bare sapling, but it was long and oblique.

At this moment, the man in the iron tower smiled at Zhao Lingxue presumptuously, the knife in his hand fell, and a sharp knife light was drawn in the air, and the six hundred people collected their bows at the same time, and then drew their knives at the same time, the scene was comparable to a piece of lightning rolling on the ground, as if the snowy wolf finally showed its sharp teeth and sharp wolf claws, and began to hunt.

Zhao Lingxue's face was always calm, but she couldn't see the face of the big porcelain bowl and was a little anxious, she grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she had heard about the tragic things on the battlefield, she knew what this kind of charge meant, hand-to-hand combat, flesh and blood.

The sound of rushing and killing in the distance interrupted Zhao Lingxue's short thoughts, her eyes stared coldly at the surging sea of people in front of her, and she was infinitely melancholy in her heart, but if these six hundred people were placed on the battlefield of the two armies facing each other, they might not be enough for a wing, but if they were placed here, it would be like a mountain falling, urging horses, raising knives, rushing to kill, shouting to kill, this momentum would never dare to be underestimated for her and the cultivators who have not yet achieved great success like the big porcelain bowl.

Six hundred people are enough to crush!

The tower man didn't say anything, but he estimated it in his heart, and he was confident that he would let these black horsemen break through the cultivator's defenses in one fell swoop, and even trample her into mud.

Those big eyes shone with excitement, far beyond the galloping horse team and fell on Zhao Lingxue, Zhao Lingxue glanced back through the light veil, and lowered her head expressionlessly, she didn't want to affect her mood because of a look from others, although the situation had forced her to a desperate situation, but she knew that he would not let her fall into disappointment, an indescribable resonance in her heart.

Separated by mountains and seas, but not by heart.

The galloping horse team made the earth shake, the snow under the iron hooves was raised backwards, like a fallen curtain of water, fifty zhang, forty zhang shortened to thirty zhang in the blink of an eye, the ice at the foot of the big porcelain bowl shattered, the broken ice ejected her high, she raised the soft whip in her hand high, round as if tearing off a piece of the shield in the gray night, with a dull thunderclap, the black shield itself rotated while still rolling and circling, the trajectory of the black shield is not a straight line, but a flickering forward, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, fast as lightning and thunder, slow as quiet in thinking, thinking about the way to break through。

The black shield was the first to strangle with the horse team, when even if six or seven horse heads were cut off, as for cutting the throats of a few people, cutting off a few arms with knives, the chaotic scene was difficult to see clearly, followed by three black whip shadows a few zhang long to stop the defense line that was about to cross thirty zhang, the whip shadow began to shuttle and wander in the black cavalry army of Wuyang and Wuyang, the whip shadow seemed to be elastic, crossed the shoulder of the previous person, and then bounced up and landed on the leg of the other person, and in an instant the black cavalry fell down in pieces, blinking an eye, hundreds of black cavalry soldiers were injured at thirty zhang, falling to the ground, rolling, wailing, it is fitting to say that the blood is flowing like a river, with the smell of blood spreading, and the flying blood mist adds a touch of vivid color to the gray night.

The big porcelain bowl waved the soft whip in her hand breathlessly, and the black cavalry continued to fall at the position of thirty zhang, but her whip movement became slower and slower, and there began to be a brief pause in the middle, and the wheezing white mist lasted in front of her for a long time.

At the same time, Zhao Lingxue and Xu Tiangui moved backwards.

This time seems to be very long, in fact, it happened in the blink of an eye, nearly six hundred people almost fell in the blink of an eye, nearly two hundred people fell, the rest of the people are still pouring like ants, I don't know when, the shield shadow dispersed, the whip shadow was also looming by the impact, the big porcelain bowl staggered out a mouthful of blood, the straight figure fell to the ground from a high altitude, and when her feet landed, she stumbled several times in a row, but the soft whip in her hand was still waving a silent whip shadow, and the thirty zhang defense line had shrunk to twenty zhang, which seemed to be still shortening, so short that she could see those angry eyes covered with bright red blood, Suddenly, more than a dozen horsemen drenched in blood broke through the defense line and rushed towards the big porcelain bowl, the big porcelain bowl struck in a hurry, and the soft whip and scimitar struck each other with a weak sound.

Soon, a continuous stream of black riders rushed towards the large porcelain bowl.

The shape of the large porcelain bowl was crumbling, but she didn't take a step back, her feet were already one with the snow, frozen here, her eyes were still calm, only the flickering light of the knife and the constant intrusion of figures, or she said flawless thinking.

At the moment when the big porcelain bowl was no longer powerless to whip and was about to fall, Zhao Lingxue rushed out regardless of Xu Tiangui's obstruction, she blocked the big porcelain bowl behind her, and Xu Tiangui was holding the big porcelain bowl from behind.

With the sound of horses' hooves, the tower man patted his horse slowly.

Hundreds of black cavalry stopped the impact, and stood majestically in two long columns, the tower man walked from the middle of the line, the excited war horse walked between the corpses of people and horses, the copper bell big eyes condescendingly crossed the big porcelain bowl and looked directly at Zhao Lingxue, after a few breaths, the voice rolled and said: "If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing, Deadpool is used to die, otherwise how can I be called Deadpool." ”

Zhao Lingxue's heart was stabbed fiercely, she glanced at the big porcelain bowl, and said coldly: "Deadpool is also human, and I have never treated her as a Deadpool." ”

The big porcelain bowl was no longer able to open his eyes, and said with a weak smile: "So, you use your subordinates as meat shields in exchange for your fame and fortune." ”

The man in the tower smiled to himself, looked at the two women, and said in a strange voice: "Tell me the purpose of your trip, if you are also here to find Princess Huanyu, I am afraid that you will be disappointed, this thousand envoys can tell you clearly, she is dead, she died very miserably, and before leaving, she will never forget her child and the negative person." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lingxue only felt that her eyes were dark, she almost wanted to faint, she opened her mouth silently, and the words kept churning in her mind, thinking about her child before leaving.

Suddenly, Zhao Lingxue raised her sword and stabbed at the tower man, but her sword was only halfway through when it was shaken out by a cold air randomly drummed out by the tower man, and the long knife in the tower man's hand suddenly turned sideways at this time and fell sharply towards the root of Zhao Lingxue's thigh.

Just as the bright blade was about to cut into Zhao Lingxue's body, the old man Xu Tiangui pounced directly and firmly hugged the scimitar that was almost as tall as him.

......

Under the snow-capped mountains, in an inconspicuous village in the mountain col, there are only three or five families in Lala, because of the obstruction of the mountains, the night of the small village has come to an end at this moment.

An earthen kang covered with a bamboo mat, a kang table with rounded edges and corners on the earthen kang, a small and yellow oil lamp with a lamp head erected on the kang table, an old man and a young man sit opposite each other across the oil lamp, the old man said a lot today, some don't want to say, sip the last sip of wine in the white porcelain bowl, raise his drooping eyelids and look at the man opposite through the lamplight, and continue to play with the two chess pieces in his hand.

It's just that the two chess pieces of black and white seem to be a little different, the black and white are small, but the weight is the same weight, all of them are engraved by magnetic magnets, and after a few breaths, the chess pieces in the old man's hands make a crisp sound because of the magnetism attracting.

The old man suddenly said: "I have a story and you have wine, the story is very long, but the wine is very little, young man, please go back." ”

The young man moved his mouth and said in a low voice, "When is the opportunity ripe?"

The old man didn't speak, but separated the two pieces in his hand, and pushed the white piece in front of him, next to the jade plaque engraved with a lake.

The young man wanted to ask something, but the old man had already gotten up, rubbed his sore knees, and said, "It's better to go." ”

The young man grabbed the chess pieces, feeling that the chess pieces that should have been cool suddenly became a little hot, but he still quietly carefully picked up the chess pieces and the jade card, and then got up, retreated out of this very low little earthen house, and after closing the small wooden door, his figure accelerated in vain, and when he ran to the mountain pass in a few steps, his figure had already rushed into the sky by night.

At this time, in front of the yurt, the scimitar had just been withdrawn from the old man Xu Tiangui, with shocking bloodstains, and then it fell, still on Zhao Lingxue's legs.