The night gradually deepened, and the palace, which should have been lonely, was now very lively. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Guo Juxia was chased and killed by Liang Ziweng because he drank snake blood, and accidentally strayed into the bottom of the well where Mei Chaofeng was hiding.

Look at the formation, it can really be regarded as a brilliant momentum, the sword shadow and sword light moved for nine days, and the people in the entire palace couldn't sleep, only the players and apprentices in the palace were stunned, and they yearned for it!

Subsequently, the six monsters of Jiangnan who rushed to join the battle group directly without saying a word, although the number of the six monsters in Jiangnan seems to be quite a lot, but the force value of Nair is not high, and it is difficult to support it under the siege of Sha Tongtian, who abandoned Mei Chaofeng.

At the critical moment, the inspired Rong Meizi threw out Mei Chaofeng's bombshell of "Nine Yin True Scripture", facing the first strange book in the rivers and lakes, where can a few people care about the six monsters of Jiangnan or the seven monsters of Jiangnan, and with a turn of figure, people have already pounced on the half-crippled Mei Chaofeng again.

Seeing that the battle in the field was becoming more and more fierce, but in the depths of the flowers, in the middle of the path, a boy in a brocade robe flashed out in a hurry, his face was full of eagerness, it was the little prince Wan Yankang, oh, now it should be said that it is Yang Kang...

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Holding his wife eighteen years ago, Mu Yi had just jumped out of the high wall, but saw a black figure standing with a gun in the snowy night, as if he had been waiting for the couple.

Seeing this, Mu Yi thought it was the guard of the palace, and hurriedly protected Bao Xi behind him and faced the man.

Seeing Uncle Mu... Uh, to be precise, it was Yang Tiexin, seeing Yang Tiexin's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, he pulled down his mask at dusk, showed his face in the snowlight, and said, "Uncle Mu, it's me!" ”

"Kong Ming..." There was joy in his eyes, but then it turned into embarrassment, Mu Yi pulled the timid Bao Xiweak and refused to let go, and asked, "Why are you here!" ”

"During the day, I saw Uncle Mu that after you saw the princess, you became depressed, and you left a book at night, I thought in my heart, you go, I'm afraid it has something to do with this princess..." ”

Dusk's words made both of them a little embarrassed, Mu Yi didn't know that Dusk was not only waiting for the rabbit here, but also watching a sad drama where their husband and wife recognized each other.

"Ahem..." coughed lightly twice, Yang Tiexin looked at Bao Xiweak with tenderness, and said softly: "There is a sentence you said wrong, she is not the princess, she is my Yang Tiexin's wife!" ”

"Uncle Mu..." Looking at the two people who looked at each other affectionately, dusk helplessly interrupted the warm atmosphere, and said with a wry smile: "The pursuers of the palace are coming soon, let's go quickly!" ”

As soon as the words of dusk fell, I heard the shouts of killing from behind, and the torches were like stars, pouring out from the main gate of the palace and rushing in the direction where the three people were.

Seeing the scene in front of him, it seemed that he had returned to that snowy night eighteen years ago, Yang Tiexin's eyes were slightly red, he picked up Bao Xiweak, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go home!" ”

"Hmm!" Nodding firmly, with tears in his eyes, the timid Bao Xiweak seemed to have not heard the movement behind, and gently leaned his head on Yang Tiexin's chest, listening to this heartbeat that he had not heard for eighteen years, closing his eyes, and his heart was at peace.

"Uncle Mu, you two go first, I'll stop the pursuers!" Dusk said softly with a spear in his hand.

Knowing Dusk's strength, this chasing soldier was just a piece of cake for him, and Yang Tiexin, who was grateful in his heart, was not so stubborn as he stepped forward a few more times, but said without hesitation: "I'm waiting for you at the inn!" ”

"Hmm!" hooked the corners of his mouth, and after Dusk nodded, he was holding a gun to meet the men and horses rushing over.

The night was deep, the snow was all over the ground, people were shouting and horses were neighing, and the fire was blazing.

Spears flew, figures flickered, and in the flickering of a few cold rays, the cavalry who rushed to the front only heard a neighing sound from the horses sitting down, and their own people had been thrown away by the huge force of inertia.

"Puff..."

The center of gravity was lowered, the young man's legs were slightly bent, and in the snow, he turned left and right, bullying and clinging to the front, and throwing spears on both sides like whips, sweeping away the only five or six horses in this team of pursuers, giving Uncle Mu and the two enough time.

The horse army had just been defeated, and the infantry behind had already caught up, and under the light of the fire, one by one the hideous-faced soldiers rushed towards the boy with their blades in the cold light.

"It's a good time..." smiled freely, dusk did not have the slightest fear, the spear in his hand was like a dragon, shouted, did not retreat, but rushed into the crowd.

The guns are like stars, the guns are like lights, the shadows of the guns are dancing one after another, and the guns are like a tide hitting the shore.

The chasers sent by the palace in an emergency were just some ordinary soldiers, and under the young men who had already stepped into the Chenggang realm, more than thirty chasing soldiers had already scattered all over the place in just a moment, wailing and wailing.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, the young man smiled proudly, but in the distance, he heard the sound of shouting and killing, looking at the pursuers who rushed out of the palace again, his eyes were fixed at dusk, and he didn't dare to take any chances.

The first batch of chasing soldiers is not Er'er, that is because the martial arts masters in the palace have not yet reacted, but it has been so long, and this second group of chasing soldiers is probably not as simple as the first one!

Anyway, Uncle Mu is already gone, and the dusk is not staying, and his figure flashes, and he has quickly blended into the night...

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The night is intoxicating, and the long street is silent.

Late at night when the curfew was supposed to be, I saw two Taoist priests leading more than a dozen young people in blue robes and carrying long swords, swaying in the street unscrupulously.

"Xiao Lone, you said that this apprentice of Uncle Changchunzi will be the protagonist of the Condor expansion film!" Swept the Changchun Ziqiu in front of him, who was like a sword, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face seemed to have a trace of the arc adjacent to the world all the time, Long Haotian, the head of the thirteen young people in the whole truth, turned his head to look at Xiao Lonely, who looked like Zhengtai, and said softly.

"Probably not!" Xiao Lonely, who looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, still looked the same as he did three years ago, and thought about it stupidly, and said: "If you find the protagonist so easily, then this Jianghu will be too unfair to other players!" ”

But no,Everyone knows that the protagonist has the most encounters around him.,Maybe because of the existence of the player.,The protagonist's encounter will be stolen by the player.,If you just stepped into the rivers and lakes.,I learned the information of the protagonist.,And form a group with him.,The encounters you will encounter are definitely needless to say.。

Even MEmu International doesn't know who the protagonist is, how could anyone in their group of players guess who the real protagonist of the Condor will be!

After listening to Xiao Lone's words, Ye Changqing, a disciple of Changchunzi "Evergreen Sword Youth", shook his head and reprimanded softly: "Xiao Lone, it's a little wrong for you to say that, whether it's reality or games, there has never been absolute fairness, why can't this senior brother be the protagonist, don't forget, his life experience is very tortuous, this is completely the only way for many protagonists in martial arts novels!" ”

"But..." had the heart to refute, but seeing the unkind eyes of several senior brothers, Xiao Lonely still held back his words.

At this moment, not far away, a faint shout of killing came into the ears of this team...