Outside the city of Beichuan, there is a river.

Although it is not a strategic location, because the river is wide and the fish and grass are fertile, it is the mother river that nourishes ordinary residents.

After autumn.

The water level drops and the water temperature drops.

In the past, the fishermen and people who gathered in twos and threes basically went to the farm.

So, day by day, there are few people.

Occasionally, the crows flew by at dusk, and would let out one or two desolate, piercing low chirps.

The world is busy.

The battle is stopped.

Every autumn, it has not become a clear rule of 'no war after autumn', so it is implemented as scheduled under the tacit attitude of each family.

In doing so, it is natural to set aside enough time for ordinary people to harvest their grain, so as not to be busy all year round and finally be harmed by the war to the point of no harvest.

Naturally, Bai Qi, who returned to Beichuan, would have no major matters to deal with for a while, so he simply gave himself a few days off, and then took Rong Zhi along the river to see the mountains and rivers.

The general and the people's daughter.

It seems to be a very unsuitable combination.

But when the two walk together, they have a little bit of charm.

Because I didn't have much chance to see the great scenery near Beichuan, Rong Zhi was very happy when she came out this time.

Holding the reins of the horse with one hand, leaning back slightly, feeling the familiar sound of breathing overhead, life has never been so satisfying and happy.

Bai Qi is still expressionless.

However, there are more and more words.

The war horse flowed and said, "When I didn't have anything to do before, I liked to come here for a walk, and I was right to relax." ”

Rong Zhi didn't have time to reply.

Eyes raised.

Where the goshawk fell south, a team of silent marches appeared, along the river on the opposite bank, and the two Bai Qi on this side met unexpectedly.

Bai Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at this group of uninvited guests.

Maybe it was a tacit understanding, or the unique sense of touch of the top masters in the rivers and lakes, it was a carriage walking in the front, and a corner of the curtain was lifted without warning.

Then, a slender figure covered in a black robe revealed the tip of the iceberg.

On the left hand side of the carriage, a young man dressed in unusual gold looked at the movements next to him, grinned, and then asked in a low voice, "God of War, what's wrong?" ”

"There's a great guy on the other side."

The deity is none other than the Tuoba clan, the first strategist to be recruited, the black-robed military god, nodded his head and gestured not far away.

The young man let out a long oh and raised his gaze, "How powerful?" ”

The man, whose full name is Tuoba Qinghui, also has accessories hanging from one earlobe, and huge earrings make a series of faint noises through the breeze.

"By the way, the god of war, there is something I don't understand in my heart, after all, we have come all the way to Beichuan to meet Naning Hetu this time, why don't you notify them in advance of the reception?"

The conversation shifted to something else.

After that, Tuoba Qinghui rubbed his earrings and said arrogantly, "It's a critical stage for my Tuoba family to return to the Great North, so let's talk about it, I also have to make some world-renowned moves, right?" ”

The deity, a black-robed god of war and a thin figure, did not reply.

Tuoba Qinghui narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling annoyed, this time he followed the family order, accompanied the black-robed military god, and went to Beichuan to talk about Ninghetu.

It should be a family event, and with this honor, Tuoba Qinghui should be even more happy.

But because of the decision of the black-robed military god, this trip not only became boring, but even like a rat crossing the street, low-key could not be more low-key.

Now because of the appearance of a figure on the riverbank, the awe attitude subconsciously revealed by the black-robed military god made Tuoba Qinghui even more annoyed.

A clamp on the horse's belly, a long drive straight in.

"What is the surname of the riverbank? I am the Tuoba Qinghui of the Tuoba clan, and this time I came from afar, so I troubled that Ning Tiantian...... Ninghe map? Meet in person. ”

Tuoba Qinghui thought, since the black-robed military gods all said that this person is not simple.

Xing may be one of the generals of the Beichuan Army, and it must be no problem for him to inform Ning Hetu to come and meet him quickly.

At this point, each other is a martial arts powerhouse with a realm.

Personal perception is very strong, whether the other party is a military general who has come down from the battlefield, and he can guess it at a glance or two.

It seemed that he felt that a few words could not make the other party realize his solemn identity, and then urged, "Please hurry back to Ninghetu, and then come over to meet you, otherwise it will delay the time, only you ask." ”

At the end of the speech, Rong Zhi turned her head to look at Bai Qi.

Bai Qi put down the reins of the horse, jumped off the horse, and dismounted, "Sit down by yourself." ”

"Why are you going?"

Rong Zhi had a bad premonition in her heart, so she asked worriedly.

Bai Qi looked intently at the south bank a hundred meters away, and then sorted out his clothes, and recently spit out two words lightly, kill!

The autumn wind is blowing.

A simple white seat, eyes flashed with two exquisite luster.

Dressed in the south!

A hundred meters long river can only be crossed by a few breaths for him.

"It's kind of interesting."

Tuoba Qinghui raised his hand, motioned to his entourage to hand over his war knife, rubbed it carefully several times, and said casually, "A mere general, if you are disobedient, forget it, and dare to run over to provoke?" ”

"Ning Jiajun, are they all a group of reckless people who don't know whether to live or die?"

When these words came out, all the entourages behind him laughed, and one or two of them pleaded unashamedly, such small fish and shrimp, why should Tuoba Shizi take action personally?

Any family master can submit to each other.

The black-robed military god looked around with pity in his eyes, then looked at Tuoba Qinghui slowly, and asked with a smile, "You should be the one who took the initiative to provoke, right?" ”

"Haha, the god of war always likes to hit the nail on the head when he speaks."

Tuoba Qinghui is undeniable.

Then he quickly added, "A waste, no need to be afraid, the right is to practice your hands." ”

The black-robed military god said, "If even this person is a waste, then no one in the north really dares to be the leader, do you know who he is?" ”

Tuoba Qinghui turned his head sideways, confused.

The black-robed military god lowered the curtains and sat in the carriage, and after a long time, a sentence floated in, "If you cause trouble, solve it yourself, if you can't solve it, you will pay with your life." ”

Rumble!

Tuoba Qinghui, who reacted slightly, suddenly felt a strong wind sweeping.

The moment he instinctively raised his sword, a fist led the person with the knife, and pierced it together.

Caught off guard, Tuoba Qinghui fell directly from the horse, and finally flew dozens of meters upside down, the bones exploded, the wound was aggravated, and the internal organs were seriously dislocated.

"This ......"

The dozens of surrounding entourages were stunned in place, not daring to make any extra moves.

"Ahem."

After struggling to get up, Tuoba Qinghui, who opened his mouth and overflowed with bloodstains, looked at Bai Qi with complicated eyes, and his expression was beating uneasy.

"The killing god really doesn't live up to the name, but it's a pity that this kid's eyes are above the top, and he always thinks that the word Tuoba is a golden signboard, so that anyone dares to provoke him."

The black-robed military god spoke lightly through the curtains.

"Killing gods?"

At this moment, Tuoba Qinghui's pupils widened, and he gasped, "You are white!" ”

Rumble!

Tuoba Qinghui, whose bones around his body had already cracked, were shocked, implicated in wounds, and finally knelt abruptly in front of Bai Qi, trembling all over.

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