"The same end of the world?" The young man turned his head and saw that the black-clothed swordsman was waiting for him, smiled, and ran towards him.

Hurry up, just want to hurry up and get to him.

"A-a-a-a-a-a-a!" He ran with all his strength, tirelessly, calling him one after another.

But at this moment, the pupils of the Xuanyi swordsman contracted suddenly.

The pine branches trembled suddenly.

The wind rose, the snow was fierce, and a few black shadows jumped behind the young man from among the branches, and the dagger was in his hand, and he slashed down fiercely.

There were two groups of bandits. One in the light, one in the dark.

The mountain bandits, who had fallen in the snow, laughed wildly: "Oh, what a miscalculation! I have already called another group of brothers to ambush!" Thou shalt die!! ”

"Your Highness be careful!!"

Ah Wei let out an exclamation from the bottom of his heart, but it was too late.

The ambush was caught off guard, and the killing intent was behind the young man in an instant. As long as Zhao Xiche turns around, his throat can be cut.

The mountain bandits who fell to the ground struggled to their feet, their faces glowing with madness again, ready to enjoy a defeat against the king.

"Careful?"

Zhao Xiche was stunned. subconsciously turned his head, and then in his sight, there was only a miserable white cold light-

Bang. There was a clear sound, but it was not loud.

It's the knife out of the sheath.

Instantly, the concept of any time or speed collapses.

There is no longer that swordsman in a black robe between heaven and earth, only ghosts and gods, ghosts of judgment from Huangquan, and gods of forgiveness.

A ray of cold light, carrying the ultimate coldness and cleanliness, instantly slashes at the throat of the prey.

It is the first ray of dawn hidden by Chang Gung, absolutely beautiful, but it is also the first light of heaven split between hell and the present world, ruthless, at that moment beyond the realm of "martial arts", infinitely close to the "Tao".

So, when everyone's spirits were captured by that brilliance, as soon as their eyelids were covered, the sneak attack mountain bandits fell to the snow.

Plop plop. Only a few muffled sounds were heard, and snow foam splashed. There was no time for a scream, and even the bandits' expressions were frozen on the smug afterimage.

He's dead.

There was not a drop of blood in the snow. In addition to the small blood marks on the necks of the mountain bandits, the color is red, and it has become a strange enchantment in the snow.

A knife seals the throat. The clothes are out of the sheath, and the hundred ghosts surrender.

Zhao Xiche swallowed. Look silly.

And the leader of the mountain bandits, who was just about to watch a good show, began to tremble like a sieve, and squeezed out a frightened shout from his heart: "Peach blossom chop!" It's the peach blossom chop of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty! ”

Peach blossom chop.

is a very beautiful three words, but it makes more mountain bandits wet their crotch in an instant, and there is a pool of yellow in the snow.

"It's you! Admiral Habayashi Wei!! Rong Wei!! ”

Yu Linwei, the elite of the elite in the forbidden army, directly belongs to the emperor, only kneels to the Son of Heaven, and is specifically responsible for the safety of the emperor and the execution of secret edicts.

This legendary soldier of one guard and one army, standing at the top is the general, and even the princes and grandsons have to be polite.

Rong Wei.

A broken saber, the town of rivers and mountains, the blade is like snow, if it does not come out, it will be, and once it comes out, the gods and Buddhas can be killed.

It is said that after the first encounter with the saint, the general had an epiphany of the knife and created his own earth-shattering slash, because of the extreme speed, the extreme accuracy, and the scars between square inches, he took people's lives.

The knife was put into the sheath, and only the blood marks on the neck of the deceased were seen, which were small and exquisite, and the color was yin, like peach blossoms.

The world says: peach blossom chop.

The beautiful and poetic name changed the color of the people of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the slash of ghosts and gods.

The moment the name of the Xuanyi swordsman was shouted, the mountain bandits who were still alive were crazy, as former soldiers of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, they couldn't be clearer about the meaning of those two words.

Death. Trial. No forgiveness.

And the swordsman was also stunned, obviously no one had called him so much for a long time, after the April Palace Change, his prestige and sword light were buried in the grave of time.

When he came to his senses, he saw the bandits fleeing frantically, and the screams that echoed over the forest, terrified to the point of losing control.

The fingertips of his grip on the hilt of his sword tightened, catching a glimpse of the bandits' scarred backs from years of fighting, but he didn't catch up in the end.

The snow is falling, the pine needles are falling, the forest is quiet, the blood is spreading on the snow, and the peach blossoms are blooming.

Ah Wei took a deep breath, there was not much expression on his face, he still tore the feet of his robe, and walked to the stunned Zhao Xiche to bandage his wounds.

Zhao Xiche sniffed, suddenly grabbed the man's arm, and his voice trembled: "I...... Did I reveal some of your secrets? A secret that will kill you? ”

Ah Wei's eyes flashed, and he bowed his head and said, "Shouldn't Your Highness ask something else?" ”

"What kind of general, what kind of toleration? So what? It's all you! Zhao Xiche shook his head fiercely and reddened, "The point is that these secrets should not be known!" You let them go...... It's over, am I going to kill you? ”

Wei was silent.

Yes, these secrets would indeed "kill" him.

Jixiangpu is a person who can't see the light. Nowadays, there are more and more things that are "exposed", and everyone will become more and more dangerous.

However, at that time, when he saw the boy's life hanging by a thread, he forgot everything, and after three years of forbearance and clumsiness, there was only one thought left at that moment.

Whoever dares to hurt him...... Chop!

Then, the general of the ghosts and gods, returned.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Ah Wei, I, I'm useless......" Zhao Xiche's tears flowed down, and he apologized vigorously, crying more fiercely than just now.

Ah Wei raised his hand suddenly, slightly increased his strength, and pressed the cloth strip to the young man's wound, and the young man "hissed" in pain, and looked at it with tears.

The swordsman pretended to be a face, didn't pretend, and smiled.

"Cry again...... The subordinates are even more ruthless! ”

Zhao Xiche didn't know how to return to the palace.

When the palace people saw his embarrassed appearance, they were naturally startled. It was another change of clothes and a pass on to the imperial doctor, and the entire imperial palace was shaken.

And Zhao Xiche was at the mercy of others, from beginning to end, his little face was decadent, biting his lip and not speaking.

The emperor made a special trip to see him and asked him what had happened, but he did not answer. just retreated from the palace people, lost his soul, and walked into the night of the deep palace.

He was alone, trampling in the snow, and the night engulfed his figure, and all he saw was a string of snow nests, heavy and hesitant.

He knew, knew what the swordsman's silence meant: it was a secret that would kill him.

Eastern Zhou, General Yulin Wei, Rong Wei.

This name, which was once as sharp as snow, will become the new rulers, with a fish in the throat, an iron chain through the pipa bone, and a domestic dog in a golden cage.

The vicissitudes of life, incognito, three years of knife rolling, but now, a son is full of mistakes.

Just to protect one person.

Zhao Xiche stopped and looked at the deep palace that was silent like a nightmare in the night, his face was blue from the cold, and his eyes were red from crying, but they lit up inch by inch.

It was as if there was a sword light like the swordsman, awakening there.

The blood of the Heavenly Family in his bones, this city of imperial power built on the endless sea of blood, stepped through the fate and means of the bones, and gradually boiled in the light of the sword.

"Someone." Zhao Xiche snorted softly.

The minions who followed in the dark brushed and knelt on the ground: "Your Highness commands." ”

Zhao Xiche found that his hands were shaking violently. He had to hold it down with his other hand to keep his tone steady.

He could feel that in every pore and every inch of his bones, the pain and scalding exploded at the same time, and the last tear shed reflected the endless sword shadows between heaven and earth.

Gods and Buddhas can be killed.

"I went to the mountain behind Anyuan Town today, and I encountered a group of mountain bandits, and more than a dozen of them escaped, all of whom were wounded by stabs. Send someone to track it down, and after finding it, ......"

The young man took a deep breath, as if he had squeezed out his strength for eighteen years, word by word-

"Pass on my king's order: behead !!"

The minions were stunned.

If they remember correctly, this is the first time that this Xiao Langjun has been born and has said this word so far.

Chop.

However, they did not dare to ask more. He only lowered his head deeper in awe.

Because at that moment, where was there any teenager.

Only this land, king.