The sky is about to dawn, the red sun is rising in the distance, like hanging a bear fire that is difficult to extinguish, the sky shines on the four poles, scorching in all directions, dispelling the little darkness left in the night.

The morning light is thin, and the morning glow is revealed.

Billions of grains of sand were immediately covered with a layer of gold.

At the steep part of the mountain, there was a sudden undulating and leisurely tone, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes tactful.

"Pull out the mountain and cover the world, the times are not good, the skulls will not pass away, the skulls will not pass away, and the Yu Xi will not pass away, and the Yu Xi Yu Xi will not be able to do anything~"

"Persuade the king to drink and listen to Yu songs, and relieve the king's sorrow and dance. Win Qin has no way to break the country, and the heroes are fighting in all directions. Since ancient times, as the saying goes, don't deceive me, the moment of success or failure, the moment of rise and fall, sit in the treasure tent with a relaxed heart, "

But at the end of the singing, the voice was stunned, as if thinking about something, and the lyrics were hesitant, as if thinking. "Sit, sit—come and sit on the kang after eating, my little brother—phew—"

"No, no, if the master hears this, he will have to kill me."

On the rugged rocks, a figure sat there lazily, he seemed to have been sitting there for some hours, his hair was full of dust and sand, he was carrying a package behind his back, and he was leaning on a sword and a sword, the difference was that there was a knife more than five feet long on his leg, a long-handled simple knife.

His master, who has never met, Li Cunyi's knife experience, uses this kind of knife, which is between a big knife and a single knife, and can be held in both hands, which can break armor and cut horses, which is extraordinary.

With a leg, Su Qing held a water bladder in his hand and drank slowly as if he was drinking, humming a song in his mouth, but he turned to another place inexplicably while singing, and then muttered to himself in a low voice.

Finally, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It's all because that woman sings in her ears every day, it's good, I'm also stunned!"

After dusting off the wind and dust on his body, he simply pulled his throat and grew up in a strange voice.

"After eating, come and sit on the kang, the sister in the desert loves my brother, my little brother, I love my brother...... Drink a bowl of wine to pee, the man in the desert loves Meijiao, my little Jinlian, my sister Jiao......"

It's been some time.

Leaving the inn, the people inside, what the future life and death will be, it is no longer up to him to change, not to mention that he can't control anything, manpower will eventually be exhausted, how can the general trend of the torrent be controlled by him. As for Zhou Huai'an and Qiu Moyan's life and death, it has nothing to do with him, this Jianghu is not just a few of them, and they killed the three major stalls of Dongchang, which is already benevolent and righteous, without the delay of Dongchang, if they have prepared early and have no life, then they can only say: "I can't escape the destiny of heaven!" ”

Everyone in the Dragon Gate Inn should have their own rivers and lakes.

Gold inlaid with jade is like this, Diao Buyu is like this, Heizi is like this, and he Su Qing is also like this.

From the beginning, in fact, there are many things that have nothing to do with him, but when you come to him, you can't avoid it, and if you go down this path, can you not kill others? It's all licking blood on the knife, if you can spare others, can others stop making peace, I believe you won't stab you in the back? No matter how safe it is, can it be safer than the dead?

I'd rather sleep with a corpse than be friends with a living person, who knows if you're hiding a person under your smiling skin, or a ghost who eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and grievances are difficult to clear and cannot be avoided.

If you have a grudge, you have to kill.

It's about life and death, don't try to use your mouth to argue a reason, say it clearly, or that sentence, in the end, it's just one horizontal and one vertical.

As for killing those Dongchang fans, to be honest, this time it was really to protect the Longmen Inn, block the wind and rain for the gold inlaid jade, and buy her some time to escape. Otherwise, the Dongchang army will overwhelm the border, such as these bandits in the rivers and lakes, under the torrent, they are just ants, who cares about their life and death, maybe a round of arrow rain will come, and there will be a few more lonely souls under the yellow sand.

Is it okay not to kill?

If you have grace, you have to pay it back.

The rivers and lakes, as the name suggests, fish, lobsters and crabs, are all among them, he has killed so many small fish and shrimps, and now he has to go to see what kind of scenery the mountains are, and what is the saying of the rampant wild dragon.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

This time, it is his Su Qing's rivers and lakes.

He Su Qing wants to see the mountains.

"Cao Shaoqing!"

The terrain of Longmen Pass is steep and changeable, the army is difficult to travel for a while, I am afraid that the main road out of the pass has been blocked, the people on this desert have undoubtedly become the old turtle in the urn, when the time comes, the black cavalry and archery team is rampant, no matter how good the skill, no matter how high the martial arts, under the thousands of crossbows, it is inevitable that ten thousand arrows will pierce the heart, those in the inn, and a few people can be defeated.

So, he's waiting.

He didn't do anything to hit a stone with an egg, he just wanted to wear down the main force of the enemy little by little, and fight for a little chance of victory for the group in the inn.

Cao Shaoqing was bent on getting rid of Zhou Huai'an, so naturally he would not mobilize the crowd for him, a stranger, at best, he would just send out a black cavalry and arrow team to surround and kill him, and when these minions were pulled out one by one, it would be the main event.

Rubbing the silver bell on his wrist and listening to the jingling sound, Su Qing slowly squinted his eyes, as if he was taking a nap, and as if he was recuperating.

The horses behind him stomped their hooves back and forth in the wind and dust, and made noises. With his eyes closed, Su Qing didn't look back, and the Pu knife on his leg was picked up with one hand by his right arm, and he only poked it back, and with a bang, the tip of the knife had been dotted on the horse's noose like ink.

The rope broke silently, the restraint was gone, and the red horse turned slowly, turning a few rocks and then disappearing.

Su Qing began to breathe, adjusting his muscles and bones, soothing his blood, as if he had gradually turned into a stone in the desert, silent by the scorching sun, silent as a stone, he was waiting.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours, three hours......

Until nightfall.

In the howling wind, it seems to send the sound of galloping horses' hooves and the rolling of wheels.

The eyes were closed, and they slowly opened.

Su Qing raised his head, poured all the water in the water bladder into his stomach, and then tied the sword behind his back, holding the Pu knife in his hand, and stood up unhurriedly.

The bell on his wrist jingled in the wind, falling into his ears and reaching the ears of those men.

On the desert in the dark night, the sporadic moonlight shone through the wind and dust, shining the silhouettes of the figures, they were holding torches, the flames were swaying like crazy in the wind, and Su Qing saw each other.

Nearly 300 elite riders, all dressed in black and hats, covered with black cloth, with crossbows around their waists, and knives in their hands, like ghosts hooking souls, their eyes glowing.

They were surrounded by stars and moons around a carriage.

In the carriage, the light was on, and a man was sitting.

"Who are you? Get your name in! ”

A feminine voice floated out of the room, clear into the ears.

Su Qing just smiled lightly.

"Hehe, eunuch!"

He shook the bell in his hand, turned around and ran wildly.

The tone of the person in the car remained the same,

"It's not Zhou Huai'an, go to a team of people and bring that person's head to the Dragon Gate Inn to see me!"

"Yes, Governor!"

"Drive!"

Fifty elite horsemen responded to the promise, raised their whips, turned around, and chased after Su Qing.

The desert is boundless.

In the endless moonlight, there was a sudden sound of far-reaching laughter, with the crisp sound of silver bells, and in the flying wind and sand, a tall figure lifted a long knife upside down, and his legs galloped rapidly, even faster than the galloping horse.

Behind him, the sound of horses' hooves roared, galloping like waves.

A bloody battle is imminent.