The gentle breeze of the grassland swept across everyone's faces, and the rich blood drifted into the nostrils of the living people, and the battle on the grassland was coming to an end. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoCountless heroic souls screamed......

Rushing out of the Black Mountain Head City, the dustless war horses and the warriors with guns came to accept the military order!

They are the sons of the whole battlefield, and they are the pride of the Mongolian people!

However, this time the gates of the city were wide open, and the iron horsemen kicked up dust......

No matter how powerful the cavalry is, after all, they are only executioners on the battlefield, they may have let the border armies of the Song and Ming dynasties talk about their color change, and they may all be given iron-blooded medals.

However, no, the enemy they are facing today is the Jianghu people who make a living from martial arts in the eleven cities of Huaxia. In the eyes of this group of Jianghu people, the strong body of the Iron Rider Warriors can only make them a stronger lamb.

The direction the sword points to, only death.

More than 100 elites of the Battle Hall of the Drifting Snow Mountain Villa stood proudly among the corpses, their white clothes fluttering, like snow.

Everyone's faces were calm, as if the corpses had not been killed.

Tianlong pulled up his sleeves, and his rugged face was full of arrogance.

"Your grandma! Scholar! How far is it from Montenegrin Head City? Tianlong looked at the first general Lakshen, who had now been captured alive, and asked the scholar angrily.

The scholar raised his eyes slightly, his delicate eyes looked at the road he came, and he made a rough estimate and said softly: "More than one hundred and twenty ......"

"Fuck me!" Before the scholar finished speaking, Tianlong stepped on Lakshen's chest, and the violent impact made Lakshen "Poof!" A large mouthful of blood erupted.

"Isn't the ** looking for death? Dare to chase my owner for one hundred and twenty miles! Tianlong picked up his arm and punched Lakshin in the face again.

When Laxin had suffered such humiliation, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and a white tooth came out. Rakshen looked at Tianlong with resentment, and said fiercely: "You'd better kill me today, otherwise he will definitely go south with my Mongolian iron horse!" ”

"Smack!" Tianlong slapped Lakshin in the face again, and Lakshin's face was red and swollen at this moment.

"Dead duck with a hard mouth! You Mongol Tatars will go south if you have the ability, Lao Tzu is still afraid that you will threaten you, right? When you destroy the Three Kingdoms of Song and Ming and Dali, Lao Tzu is waiting for you in Xuanyuan City! Tianlong was furious, and he kicked it again as he spoke.

"The owner is awake." Mo Tianji reminded on the side, and after speaking, Tianlong hurriedly waved his hand to his subordinates: "Give me a good look at this tartar, and I will listen to the owner of the village later!" ”

"Yes! Hall Master! The men in white shouted loudly, their voices full of anger.

"Owner!" Tianlong, scholar and Mo Tianji came to Si Nian together, Si Nian had woken up at this moment and was meditating with his eyes closed. Yu Man sat behind Si Nian not far away, his lips gently exhaled a breath of hot air to his palm, and then he covered his mouth with both hands, looking into the distance with his eyes confused.

Si Nian slowly opened his eyes and looked at the three of them indifferently. Tianlong scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Zhuang Master, when you transmitted the news last night, we immediately gathered a hundred members to rush over with the border teleportation charm. But as soon as his grandmother arrived at the border, he encountered a patrol of 1,000 people. Don't say it, although these brainless bastards don't have a high IQ, they still have brute strength. So it took a bit of time......"

Si Nian listened to Tianlong's words, and waved his right hand slightly: "Just catch up, I was seriously injured on this trip, Tianji, you go back to the villa with me." ”

Then he looked at Tianlong and the scholar and said, "You take the other members to go to the Shenhou Mansion with this girl, and let them release the imprisoned Lu Xue." ”

As the words fell, he sucked in the palm of his left hand, and an iron arrow not far away was sucked into his palm. With a swipe of his right hand, a faint black qi wrapped around the body of the arrow. Throwing it casually, the scholar took the iron arrow, and his pupils were suddenly startled.

Si Nian didn't look at his expression, but said lightly: "If you don't let it go, give this thing to them......"

Si Nian stood up and took a horse brought by Mo Tianji. After getting on the horse, he said to Yu Man, "Miss Yu Man, please help me bring a word to Lu Xue." Let's just say that if she still remembers this little junior brother, she will come to Drifting Snow Villa. After speaking, the corners of Si Nian's mouth rose slightly, as if he remembered that youthful years. The years that can't be returned...... Ride the horse and go away......

"What are you doing!?" Tianlong's elbow hit the scholar who was still stunned on the spot, and asked suspiciously.

The scholar looked at Si Nian's back in the distance, shook his senses from the shock, took a deep breath of cold air, and threw the iron arrow to Tianlong.

Tianlong grabbed it with his big hand, "Boom! "A rich aura actually wants to invade the mind! Tianlong couldn't help but take two steps back, staring at the iron arrow in his hand in a daze, and muttered, "Damn! What is this! ”

The scholar replied in a low voice, "Demonic Qi ......"

Yu Man still had a misty look in her eyes, but now, her eyes moved with Si Nian's distant back.

"Haha!" Tianlong laughed loudly: "Fuck! Why can't you run rampant with the owner!? ”

The scholar glanced at Tianlong, but there was no smile on his face, and there was a faint worry in his eyes. Demonic energy is not a good existence......

"Scholar, the owner of the village is gone, and now you are the boss. Say, what to do with this bastard general. As soon as Tianlong pulled the reins, the whole person turned over and got on the horse.

The scholar looked at Rakshen with a delicate face, and his eyes seemed to be clear water.

Rakshen stared at the scholar and looked at his lips.

"Kill it." The scholar said lightly.

Lakshin closed his eyes the moment the corners of the scholar's mouth opened.

Of course, his heart was unwilling, Rong Ma had ended up in such a humiliated field in his life.

Death can be regarded as a relief for him now. More than 1,000 iron horsemen traveled with him, but they were all killed, and the head city of Montenegro did not allow him to go back alive.

With his hand up, the knife fell, and the first general of Montenegro Toucheng, who had made countless Song troops change color, died in the yellow sand of the desert like this......

"Miss Yuman, let's go." The scholar asked two members to ride a horse, freeing up a horse for Yuman.

"Hmm." Yu Man replied softly. Then a team of more than 100 people rode horses and sand, and went straight to the capital of the Song Kingdom, and pieces of dust rose with the horses' hooves......

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The border was ahead, and the horses under the two men walked slowly.

"Owner, where's Yibei?" Mo Tianji looked at Si Nian's back and chased after him from behind. I already had a guess in my heart, but I still asked.

Horses, stopped.

Si Nian stood on horseback, feeling the wind and sand blowing on his face, and looked ahead lightly.

After a long time, Si Nian shook the reins, and the horse walked out slowly.

"Dead, killed by Chen Xuanfeng." The words that came out of Si Nian's mouth were clear and light.

Although he guessed the answer, Mo Tianji's heart was also slightly shocked, he knew his senior brother's martial arts, but he knew the strength of the owner even better! Why? Why is this happening......

He didn't ask any more questions, he stared at Si Nian's back and rode his horse to follow.

The lonely man reflected the scorching sun behind him, and the lonely back seemed to be alone.

Mo Tianji muttered in a low voice: "On the way back, at least I will accompany ......"