The wind was howling, as if it was spitting out dissatisfaction with heaven and earth. I don't know how deep the cold night is, and I am dressed in black and walking in the snow.

The frowning brows had long been stained with hoarfrost, but her heart was filled with a boiling blood until she stood in front of the Zhuang Mansion.

This is the home she hasn't seen for more than a year, this is the Zhuang Mansion that pulled her out of death, but now she can't get close and knock on that door!

Yan Du jumped on the top of the plaque beam, and in the plaque with a thick layer of ash, there was a black cloth bag, she picked out the cloth bag with a scabbard, and held it tightly in her hand, the outline of the tiger, the solid weight, all told her that tonight's events were true!

When she returned to the Shulai Inn in the face of the wind and frost, she was already the tail of her son.

The whole world was as quiet as if no one had ever set foot on it, and she shook off the snow from her shoulders, the melting snow and ice wetting her body, and she slowly walked to the still steaming stove, stretching out her hands that were already red from the cold.

She couldn't help but stare at the hands that were still trembling, these hands used to be unable to do anything, neither to save her family nor to protect her companions.

Today's hands have done the most ridiculous thing in the entire Daheng!

She took out the black cloth bag from her bosom, swallowed a mouthful of saliva foam, carefully blew off the dust on it, opened the knot that was tied to death, and took out the dark black tiger talisman engraved with intricate seal script.

"What should I do?" Yan Du sighed involuntarily at the light of the stove in front of him.

She always thought that her life was just a "Zhao orphan", how did she expect that now there is another "stealing talisman to save Zhao", I am afraid that I don't know what kind of story will be performed in the future!

Yan Du closed his eyes deeply, and every scene of Dali Temple and Prison was constantly replayed in front of him, and his oath was constantly repeated in his mind:

"I, Li Fu, will do my best to entrust the Tiger Talisman to Daheng's True Dragon Son!"

Li Fu! Li Fu! Can you really afford your name?

The tiger talisman held in his hand was gradually warmed by the warm stove.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

Yan Du softly read up the familiar poem, and the next moment, the hand holding the tiger talisman tightened ten, and the eyes that had been opened were no longer worry-free!

Grit your teeth and go on!

The wind is still howling outside the window, and the bone-chilling chill erodes every household in Shengjing, except in a small inn, the little people are surging with an irreextinguishable ambition in their hearts!

For those who hope for peace in the world!

In the thirty-seventh year of Daheng, the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the Great Cold, the nine Mei clans were all beheaded in front of the gate in the western suburbs of Shengjing.

On that day, half of Yu Linwei conducted exercises in the western suburbs, and none of them had abnormal faces, and none of them had any abnormal movements.

Mao Fang looked at the neat and uniform team, everyone had a straight waist and a strong body. I have to admit that Mei Qi is an excellent general, but he is by no means a courtier who keeps to himself.

Emperor Hui sat in the Wenhua Palace, and when he heard that Mei's head had fallen to the ground and the Yulin guards were all abnormal, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously, and thought in his heart:

Hurry up and make a new Tiger Talisman!

——

slept until the sun rose another day, rubbed her sleepy eyes, touched a clean dress and put it on.

The tiger talisman is not big, it is similar to the wine bottle that Uncle Achuan gave her, and she doesn't feel at ease wherever she puts it, so she puts it in her arms directly. She gently pushed open the window, and the violent snowstorm of yesterday finally stopped, and the dazzling winter sun couldn't help but warm people.

Commander Mei, you've already asked about it......

Yan Du took a long breath, looked up at the sunny sun in the sky, who was impartial and treated everyone equally, and said:

"The green mountains and rivers flow forever, and the past does not look back!"

Rao is accustomed to Yan Dui's habit of sleeping until noon, and when the inn's junior second saw him going downstairs, he hurriedly came up and asked respectfully, "Is the guest officer still a signature dish today?" ”

Yan Du looked at the clever Xiao Er, smiled, and said, "No, give me the spiciest dish in this store!" ”

"The spiciest dish ......" Xiao Er looked at Yan Du with some embarrassment, only to see that she was no longer gloomy yesterday, but a little more broad.

As soon as the shopkeeper heard Yan Duan's words, his peach blossom eyes couldn't help but bend, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Cai, give the little brother boiled beef, chili stir-fried meat, and ......."

Yan Du was accustomed to the shopkeeper's flattering tone, and looked at her curiously with the shopkeeper, wondering what she was going to order for herself.

"Mao Xuewang, remember! All spicy! ”

"Okay, yes!" The shopkeeper who was called Xiao Cai suddenly felt a little pitiful.

After a while, several spicy dishes steaming hot and red oil sat in front of Yan Dui, who grabbed chopsticks, picked up a piece of spicy beef slices with red oil, and took a bite.

It's spicy! But, delicious!

Yan Du learned what Mr. Bei Guo taught, gobbled it up, Xiao Cai and the shopkeeper stared at the blood-drinking Yan Du in a daze, as if they hadn't eaten for a few days, they gnawed when they saw meat, and raked when they saw food.

The spicy is in the mouth, the fire is in the heart, and the hot taste violently stimulates Yan Duan's head, abandoning all the unspeakable pain and paralyzing the complex emotions in his heart!

"Guest officer ......" Xiao Cai trembled and looked at Yan Dusk, who was eaten all the dishes, and his eyes showed a trace of worry.

"What's wrong?" Yan Du asked suspiciously.

"Your mouth ......" Xiao Cai's worried eyes turned into surprise, and he stared at him inexplicably, until the shopkeeper came over with a bronze mirror and said to her:

"It's swollen into a sausage!"

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On Tianji Mountain, Zhuang Lin had just gotten up, and he was called by Tianjizi to reprimand, listening to the master's reproach in a daze, and he went in and out of his right ear and left ear, and he didn't even hear Tianjizi's scolding clearly.

But when I saw the clear sky outside the window, the snow had begun to melt, and I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart, spring is coming!

"Why did you wilt all the flowers for the teacher!" The old gentleman Tianjizi saw that his love flowers were all lifeless, and he was so anxious that his white beard was about to stand upside down.

Zhuang Lin yawned, and said with an embarrassed expression: "In winter, flowers are difficult to feed!" ”

Tianjizi stared at the two eyeballs covered by thick eyelids, this disciple actually ignored his words!

"Then why is this Phalaenopsis so vibrant?"

Tianjizi is helpless, he never corporal punishment of apprentices, nor is he reluctant to let them do rough work, his other three apprentices, came to the mountain to learn physical arts, learn the art of war, learn swordsmanship, learn to govern the world, and go out are all proud sons who can take charge of themselves.

Only this Lin'er, who came here to learn nothing without entering his head, can play chess, raise flowers, and cultivate temperament. Going down the mountain depends on his brothers, and he will not live an ugly life. But! This kid is so irritable that he can't even feed the flowers, and he dares to make excuses!

As soon as Zhuang Lin heard his master's words, he opened his black and white eyes, rolled around, and his face was full of smiles, and when he saw this phalaenopsis, he remembered his sister.

It's hard to see butterflies on the mountain in winter, and my sister hasn't seen her for almost two years, so I miss her so much in my heart! can only rely on this phalaenopsis to talk about their hearts......

"She's different!"

Zhuang Lin laughed so much that he looked like a fool in the eyes of Tianjizi.

I saw that the old gentleman helped his forehead, and suddenly felt that his blood was attacking his heart, and he was out of tune, and he thought in his heart: Go back and ask Leshan to boil a bowl of tea and drink it!

In the bamboo forest, Eichi and Eiji stood nervously aside, two pairs of eyes staring closely at the two who were fighting swords.

Ying Riyao was dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a long jade body, and the constantly waving night sword was like a dazzling light, and the spontaneous sword light flashed the green bamboo leaves in the forest, fast as lightning, and as powerful as a broken bamboo.

The momentum of the qi through Changhong shook the long sword in Ying Yanyang's hand intensively, and with a bang, the two swords double-struck, crisp and dense exchanges, and the finches that had just woken up after the snow in the bamboo forest were frightened and fled in all directions.

The two guards standing on the side did not dare to relax at all, Ying Riyao's sword aura was soaring, and the domineering aura loomed. Ying Yanyang, who was dressed in the color of the moon, was shocked by the sword qi of the other party, and was defeated and retreated.

In the end, a drop of sweat dripped from Ying Yanyang's forehead, and the sword light flashed, and Ying Riyao's sword edge was already pointing an inch in front of his right chest.

Ying Yanyang couldn't help but bow his head and smile, evoking the tear mole under his right eye, Zhilan Yushu couldn't match his elegance: "Your swordsmanship is going to catch up with the master!" ”

When the two guards saw that the two of them had put their swords into their sheaths, they hurriedly jumped forward and handed over sweat towels.

Ying Yanyang took Ying Er's sweat towel, since the emperor's grandfather died last year, Ying Riyao lent Ying Er to him to go back to the palace to guard, and Ying Er followed him.

"How many tricks did you give me?" Ying Yanyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the tight breath in his chest still couldn't stabilize it, this was the first time in these years that he was so hearty.

"Fourteen moves." Ying Riyao's expression was as usual, his breath had long calmed down, and the man's voice gradually became low and magnetic as he grew.

Ying Yanyang listened, and his clear face couldn't help but smile again, with a hint of helplessness in his crooked smiling eyes: "We made fifteen moves, which means that I lost in the second move?" ”

Ying Riyao nodded his head in acquiescence, but his cold eyes looked at the master's room from afar. In fact, Yan Yang should have lost when he made the first move, if it weren't for the fact that he heard the master's exclamation at that time, he was a little worried and distracted.

The two proud sons of the world with dragon blood and phoenix marrow walked side by side in the bamboo forest, Ying Yanyang's face did not have the usual smile, but a pity: "Mei Qi, I asked today." ”

Of course Ying Riyao knew about this kind of thing, and he also knew that what Ying Yanyang wanted to say was not this.

"Riyao, do you say I'm not, it's not worth it!"

Ying Riyao looked at his cousin of the same age as him, the two of them who were in their eighth year, and they had already borne too much in their hearts.

"You must be worthy, you are the most worthy person in the entire Daheng!"

It's still a cold tone, but how can the two of them not understand the emotions contained in it.

"Actually, I have let go of my obsession with the tiger talisman, I think, if I want to be the most worthy person, I have to walk down the mountain occasionally and see the world!"

The so-called reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and seeing all kinds of situations in the world, he may understand the responsibilities on his shoulders better!

"What are you going to do?" Ying Yanyang smiled and watched growing up with him, supporting him all the way and helping him protect his brother.

Suddenly, Ying Riyao had a rare smile in his eyes, and the ambition in his heart was known only to the other party.

"People who were born in Mobei will inevitably return to Mobei and shed their blood and sweat for him!"