Sacrifice;

In the far north of the snowy fields, there is a force, and they are in the ...... of faith Or as you can call it, in the guard.

Zheng Fan remembered that Sang Hu had brought back a patchwork of savage tribes from the north of the snow field to join the savage king, and he should know more about that area, even if he had not really entered the core area, the land of the extreme north, for the savages, it was equivalent to a place of exile.

But alas, Sanghu died in the Battle of Huachu.

You can also ask Gou Moli about this matter, but there is another question involved, what will Gou Moli's attitude towards this matter be, and whether it will have any thoughts after knowing about this matter.

Because the appearance of that "man" has formed a stable "tributary" system around it, which is not a religion, nor a tribal form, but a religion and a tribe;

If that "man" really wakes up completely, it is very likely that he will start from the northernmost side and sweep out, and he will not be able to say that he will walk the path of the Savage King again.

At this moment, Zheng Fan once again thought of the prophecy in the Jade Order;

Once, everyone thought that the prophecy was that the savage king Gou Moli would lead the Holy Race to revival, but Gou Moli failed;

But what if the prophecy refers to something that is not inseparable?

Whether to inform Gou Moli or not, this point has to be discussed with the blind people.

Brain, a little painful.

Zheng Fan didn't like this feeling, and he also knew that in his consciousness and thinking, the first person to wake up in the prophecy had been labeled as "powerful" too much.

But at the end of the day, the world is fair.

As strong as Shatuo Que Shi, he still died in the siege of the iron cavalry in front of the Hou Mansion in the north of the town;

The Juggernaut is terrifying, but he is still fragile under the neat and slaughtering cavalry spear;

The "person" who woke up, no matter how strong you are, even if you are strong to the sky, why does Lao Tzu want to play heads-up with you?

The family business that has been accumulated so hard to accumulate,

With auxiliary soldiers and people who can be collected at any time, Lao Tzu also has an army of 100,000, okay?

No matter how high the strength is, he is afraid of human lives to fill it;

So

thank

This fair world.

He walked out of the room where Fan was, and ordered the people outside to go in and clean up.

Zheng Fan stretched his waist, enjoying the pleasant crisp sound at the bone joints;

"Lao Yu, do you know, I have a problem, you put a pea on the bed board, even if you put thirty layers of cotton wool on it, I still feel uncomfortable when I fall asleep, and I still feel panicked."

The Sword Master looked at Zheng Fan, although he didn't know where this stalk came from, he could still understand the meaning here.

"So, what are you going to do?" Juggernaut asked.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the Sword Master, prophecies, legends, religion, such things are too many, and similar things are happening in many corners of the world.

Coercing the believers, fools and foolish people, setting up a yellow sky, setting a destiny, no matter how bold they are, they directly pull the flag to rebel, but this kind of rebellion is not very difficult for the imperial court to exterminate, unless the imperial court itself is stupid.

A group of believers who have been gathered, who have never been in battle, and who only know that they are superstitious about some kind of fate, no matter how many of them are, they are still vulnerable in front of the elite military array.

At this point, the Sword Saint felt that a person like Zheng Fan, who started his career by military merits, should be more clear.

But since that day, what Zheng Fan has shown is an extremely extreme reaction, and the Sword Saint even feels that even if the Chu State suddenly gathers the strength of the whole country and wants to have another national war, this Pingxi Marquis of Dayan will not lose his emotional stability like this.

"I'm going to ......"

Marquis Zheng's eyes sank.

"First find out the context of this matter, and then determine the specific location, and when the 'tracing' is done, I plan to personally lead the army and expedition to the so-called Far North."

"Is it worth it?" Juggernaut has nothing to say.

"It's worth it, I'll get that damn pea out."

Saying,

Zheng Fan waved his hand,

Road:

"Okay, let's rest, let's go back early tomorrow morning, we have to recuperate."

……

Separated from the Sword Saint and returned to his bedroom, Zheng Fan did not rush to bed, but sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

At this moment, he wanted to unfold the painting and take a look at it again, but he remembered that the painting had been put away by the Sword Master, and he didn't bother to knock on the door again, so Zheng Fan simply propped his left hand on the table, and gently rotated the teacup in his hand with his right hand.

Long

He put the pill on the table again.

"Let's talk."

The demon pill didn't move, he is the one who has been with the Lord for the longest time among the demon kings, and even Siniang can't compare to him;

Therefore, he is more aware of the hypocrisy of this Lord.

"You say, what kind of existence is that thing? A true child of prophecy?

Tsk, son of prophecy, it's really a cliché. ”

The pill tilted, and the red stone simply leaned against the teapot.

"I think the current life is very good, originally, there should be no worries, and then, everyone should live how they want, how happy they are, but at this time, this kind of thing came to me again.

If the prophecy of Destiny falls on us, then I don't care, just one more blessing;

But it falls on someone else,

I hate it, and I'm sure you don't like it when you're being thought of as a fake, right? ”

Magic Pill was unmoved.

Zheng Fan thinks that the magic pill has been a little quiet for a while, and it seems that he has lost interest in many other things except playing with Tiantian.

The communication between father and son did not lead to anything.

Zheng Fan stopped talking, but continued to drink tea, in a daze.

Tonight, he missed Osawa fragrant tongue a little, and he was bored and immediately slept comfortably.

But now, it can't be done.

If you want to say how scared you are in your heart, this is really nothing, but it is that awkwardness that makes this breath not smooth.

Zheng Fan sat like this until the sky was about to dawn, and then he rested his head on the table and squinted for a while.

This little squint, in my mind, there are many pictures, it is a dream, and it is not a dream, it is very scattered.

After waking up from a nap,

The only clearer dream that comes to mind is,

He saw Lao Tian sitting on the threshold,

He walked over,

Road:

"Brother, there's something in the north that makes me very uncomfortable."

Lao Tian nodded,

Road:

"Then go and perish."

be

Then perish.

When he woke up and washed his face, he reached out and took the hot towel from the maidservant and put the towel on his face.

maybe

He can't be like Lao Tian in his life, and he doesn't want to be;

But it is undeniable that

Often at such times, thinking of him always gives me peace of mind.

After wiping his face, he threw the towel to the maidservant beside him.

Marquis Zheng stepped out of the door,

I took a hard breath of fresh morning air,

There is no pride, and there is no ambition to face difficulties;

On the contrary, there are some complaints,

alas

elder brother

Thou hast made too haste to the west,

If you're still here, then I really don't panic at all.

He used to raise soldiers for self-respect, and Lao Tian knew;

He took in the Savage King, and Lao Tian knew;

He has a backbone in the back of his head and doesn't like to kneel, and Lao Tian knows it.

If Lao Tian is still there, the prophecy cannot be told to others, but it can be told to Lao Tian.

Lao Tian will shake his head helplessly,

Say a word:

That's it?

He replied, "Yes, that's it."

Yes

Take you to destroy him.

He believed in Lao Tianhui, just as when he learned that it was Zhao Jiulang who contributed to Du Juan's death, he did not hesitate to kill Zhao Jiulang on the night of the enthronement ceremony.

……

Pixiu was brought back early by Ah Ming.

Zheng Fan and the Sword Saint both rode horses, and after leaving Shangchuan County, they went all the way to the east.

The sword saint is like an arrow, although the day is still in time, but this kind of thing, how can it really pinch the accurate day?

I have said verbally that it will not be the first one anyway, and it will be the same next time, but after all, it is the first time to be a father, and it is good to return to my wife early and accompany him for a few more days.

At this point, Marquis Zheng also understands that the Sword Saint has nothing to say this time, he has done himself a great favor, to put it mildly, that time on Xiping Street, if it weren't for the Sword Saint's strong move, he would have shocked Li Liangshen from the beginning, just one Li Liangshen, in fact, it would be enough for Zhao Jiulang to turn the tables.

Moreover, when he returned, he was delayed with himself for several days;

Therefore, Zheng Fan was also in a hurry, and he didn't do any work.

soon

The two of them arrived at the Wangjiang River.

But the Sword Saint was a little embarrassed, this was not wartime, he knew the style of life of this Pingxi Marquis on weekdays, that is, he could lie on his stomach and never sit, he could sit and never stand;

So, he spoke:

"Let's find a restaurant and eat something hot."

"Okay."

There are a lot of ferries on the riverside, but at this time the river has begun to freeze, people can already walk on it, theoretically, with horses can also try to go, as long as the horses' hooves are wrapped in advance.

Of course, the ice is not thick enough now, and if you walk on it, you have to be prepared to accidentally fall into the ice hole to feed the fish.

The restaurants in the ferry port are also simple to eat, and hot soup with cakes is the mainstream.

To Zheng Fan's surprise, the boss also asked if he wanted to bring stuffed steamed buns and shredded radish fillings, saying that it was food from Fengxincheng.

Marquis Zheng smiled and asked for eight steamed buns, plus a pot of soup and some side dishes;

In addition, an extra reward was given to the young men in the restaurant to wrap the horse's hooves for themselves and the Juggernaut's horses.

subsequently

I sat down and waited for the food to be served.

"After crossing the river, when we encounter a sentry horse or sentry card on the road, we can directly change horses, and the speed can be faster." Zheng Fan said.

To the east of the Wangjiang River, it is the territory of his Pingxi Hou Mansion.

"Hmm." Juggernaut nodded.

"By the way, have you figured out what your child's name will be?" Zheng Fan asked.

Juggernaut shook his head.

"Didn't think about it?"

"It's natural to think about it, but before the child is born, there is no time to really think about it."

"That's right."

The Sword Master hesitated, but didn't take the opportunity to ask: What about you?

Looking at the people accompanying him on the road, he was really embarrassed to talk sarcastically again.

Who knew that Marquis Zheng himself took the initiative to speak;

"I have a lot of good names there, and when I get home, I'll take them out and you can choose one."

"Okay."

soon

The hot steamed buns are here.

Steamed buns with fillings, and stubbornly call them steamed buns instead of steamed buns.

This was originally Marquis Zheng's obsession and request.

In this lifetime, the title has become popular.

The people under the rule of Pingxi Hou Mansion have always lived a very good life, from Shengle City to Xuehaiguan and now Fengxincheng, after all, Zheng Houye is not poor and extravagant, and the demon kings are not drunk with money except for Ah Ming's drinking, and they are not drunk with money, and the upper system built from this can really be called simple.

Coupled with the foundation created by Siniang and the blind man, the output of San'er and Ah Ming's workshop, the development of business, and finally the fact that every time they fight, they can make a lot of money and basically have not fought any loss-making battles, so this military-civilian system built on the model of the military production corps has lived a good life in a small life.

Steamed buns, this is called steamed buns, with stuffing and shredded meat, that is also called steamed buns, what, you say this is called steamed buns?

scold

Yo yo yo, how hard are you living there, you actually call this thing bun?

Steamed buns have become the embodiment of the regional superiority of the people under the rule of Pingxi Houfu, and it can be regarded as a brand effect under the unintentional insertion of willows.

Gou Moli once sighed,

A small steamed bun, but with a real great wisdom layout, in the future, relying on this food, how many homeless people can be attracted to the Pingxi Hou Mansion in Jindong?

Even in the future, how many people are looking forward to the Marquis of Pingxi coming in as soon as possible, and everyone eats this kind of steamed bun at once.

The Savage King is really not a sycophant, he admires it from the bottom of his heart, but the problem is that this title is really just a little obsession with Hou Ye Zheng for the nostalgia of his previous life.

But now, there is a vague trend that will become a beacon, like a lighthouse, except that at the top of the beacon, there are steamed buns.

took a bite,

Marquis Zheng frowned, there was almost no shredded meat in the filling, and there was no lard, which tasted a little bland.

But Zheng Fan was not bored enough to be a gourmand in the small restaurant by this ferry to review more seriously, so he still divided the meal with the Sword Master with the broth and side dishes.

Then, the two led the horse, which had been wrapped in its hooves, and walked towards the river.

Calling the ferry takes time and is slow, not to mention that Marquis Zheng is a five-grade master, if you have a sword master by your side and are worried about falling into the river and drowning, look at your little interest.

The two led the horses and began to cross the river.

It's true that the ice under your feet isn't really frozen, and you can clearly hear the "rustling" sound when you step on it, but it's really not a big problem.

A Wangjiang River can be said to carry the spring and autumn changes in the eastern part of Jindong in the past five years.

First, the savages and the rebellious coalition army fought through Wangjiang, and then Situ Lei fought up in the last battle to repel it across Wangjiang;

Then the Eastern Expedition army led by the prince was defeated here, the Chu people and sailors locked the river, the left army drowned countless people, and Li Bao died in battle;

After that, he Zheng Fan ran thousands of miles to capture the Snow Customs and forced the Savage King to fight a decisive battle with the King of Jingnan here, and Tian Wujing defeated the main force of the Savage in one fell swoop;

In last year's battle of Chu, the river was also diverted by breaking the embankment and looking at the river, so that he could enter the heart of Chu with a strange army.

Places of interest, what do you rely on?

It's the story.

It's a pity that there is a shortage of writers in Jindi and Yandi, so I can only hope that there will be a few more Yao Zizhan-like characters here in the future, and I will use this Wangjiang as a quote to compose a few poems to make a reputation.

The river was very wide, and Zheng Fan and the Sword Saint led the horses, and they didn't walk slowly.

Halfway through, there were no accidents.

Then

Juggernaut suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Fan asked.

"I suddenly figured out something." Juggernaut said.

"What's the matter?"

"That is, I used to think that you were sometimes too cautious."

"Hehe, I'm afraid of death."

"Fear of death, no shame."

"I think so too."

"But I really realize now that your fear is very reasonable, and people like you really have to be cautious."

Marquis Zheng licked his lips that were a little dry by the cold wind,

Road:

"You're making me a little scared."

"Zheng Fan, this time I owe you, it's not because of me, you won't rush back in such a hurry."

"I'm because of the little monk, not all you."

"That's not in a hurry, you yourself said it yesterday, at least, don't be in a hurry for the present, today, it's because of me."

"Yes, it's because of you."

Marquis Zheng is as good as a stream.

"I'll keep you safe to the Pingxi Hou Mansion."

"That's a must."

"In the future, you still have to be cautious, be careful, you can't be like this time, it's my negligence, Fengxincheng is not only my wife is going to give birth, but there are so many people, counting on you to shelter so that they can have enough to eat."

"Don't blame yourself, you have to know that when you are with you, it is the safest, besides, I haven't experienced dangerous things, and the battlefield is not much more dangerous than the current one?"

"It's different because I'm by your side this time."

"Isn't it better that you're by my side?"

"No, just because the world knows that I am by your side, but if they still dare, it proves that they are very confident."

Marquis Zheng smiled,

Road:

"Do you know what to say if you want to be stylish at this time?"

"What?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Honestly?"

"I'm panicking."

Then

Zheng Fan saw that under the ice, a black shadow was slowly floating.

Squat down,

Looking down through the ice,

The shadow began to gradually move upwards and gradually approached.

And then

He saw a face, a human face, and at first, he had his eyes closed;

But when he was about to reach the ice, his eyes opened.

He looked up,

And then

He was stunned;

Yes, although the expression will be a little distorted because of the barrier of the ice, the stunned emotion is still amplified.

Xu didn't expect it,

He lurked so silently,

But the one who is above,

Just crouching there,

Watch him float slowly.

Marquis Zheng pulled out the curium,

Pierced directly into the ice beneath him.

Kun Gong is a broken knife, but it is a magic weapon in the true sense, otherwise it would not become the inheritance of the shadow clan outside the Great Chu Imperial City;

Lao Tian would not give an ordinary object to his younger brother.

Calinium penetration,

Beneath the ice, a mist of blood spreads out.

Marquis Zheng raised his head,

sighed,

Even if you know that there is a guard by your side,

But he still habitually went through a process,

shouted:

"There are assassins!"