A great gift.

Dongting was even more confused, the gilded carriage that had been erected on the side stopped, and the man lifted the golden jade * bead curtain: "This king has given you five days to meet in Yongzhao City, remember not to delay." Feng Mingxie looked clear, obviously understanding Lu Yixie's intentions.

The girl raised her eyebrows, clenched her fists and shouted: "The courtiers obey orders." ”

With a wave of the golden whip, the horse's hooves fluttered, and fifty elite soldiers followed, leaving the dust.

That night, this elite had come to the outside of Sangming Town.

The horse's hooves suddenly stopped and sneaked lightly, and under the command, he followed the shadows like a night cat, and the ransacked town in the mouth of the old man was silent, without the slightest laughter and lights, for fear that the people would die and flee, in this westerly night there was a little creepy illusion, and occasionally the long shadow shook in the forest, which was a few bonfires, accompanied by the sound of laughter and mockery, sharp and piercing.

There are no more people in the town, and it goes without saying who else it is.

Lu Yixuan signaled the people around him not to make a sound, his eyes swept over the side of the avenue, there were a few camping tents that were simply stationed, and the smell of wine was blowing with the night breeze to his nose, it can be seen that the Beirong barbarians who burned and looted here two days ago have not left, and they are probably counting the spoils of the attack, they are drinking wine, talking and laughing, so happy.

Lu Yixuan spat on the ground and hit the muzzle of the gun, counting them unlucky.

The attire of the Beirong barbarians is very different from that of Dayan's army, they will wear the lower half of their bodies even in the hot summer, and their naked upper bodies are tied with hemp rope and rattan armguards, which is quite a symbol of brute strength.

Lu Yixuan quietly waved his hand to the well-trained soldiers behind him, opened the way left and right, crossed his eyebrows, and did not need to explain more, as early as on the way here, they had a comprehensive plan, only to see that the fifty people moved quickly, agile like a cheetah hidden in the middle of the night, and the soldiers disappeared around the town in three ways.

Just wait, an order.

Lu Yixuan held his breath and narrowed his eyes, the moonlight walked past her eyelashes and walked past the Beirong barbarians who were drinking beside the bonfire, his animal skin robe was tied with a gold plate, I think it was not an ordinary soldier, Xu was the captain of the cavalry, the corner of Lu Married Girl's lips hooked three points and trifled to her heart, her eyes were straight and did not change again, she took off the wooden bow from behind her, put the bow on the arrow, and pulled the full moon with enough strength, only to hear the "whoosh", fast as lightning, galloping and galloping-

Laugh at.

The sharp arrow pierced the captain's heart with a whistling wind.

Bah-the strong man fell to the ground without resistance before he could moan, the Beirong soldiers on the side did not react to what was happening, the donkey skin wine bag was pinched in the palm of his hand as if he was dazed and half-drunk and woke up from a big dream, the cold sweat behind his back was dripping, and suddenly, more than a dozen sharp arrows were shot from all directions, and suddenly the light and shadow of the bonfire were chaotic, the wails of people and the neighing of horses were endless, and the Beirong soldiers were frightened, and the long knives stored around the campfire were hoarse, and the companions were vigilant against foreign enemies!

The elites who jumped in from behind the ridge house had already surrounded them, vowing to be caught off guard.

Kill –

Kill these thugs who are harassing the people of the border!

The loud shouts of the Da Yan soldiers seemed to inspire their comrades to move forward, Lu Yixuan's spear was already in her hand, she jumped into the chaos, the night howling west wind, the cold knife and gun hit the elbow of the arm but made people unable to slack off the excitement, the silver iron spear head in the air with a blood-colored arc, the fishy smell suddenly surged over the entire Sang Ming.

Beirong people look at the appearance of Ru Mao drinking blood and infinite strength, many people have drunk wine and lost their dexterity, but they are fierce and barbaric, rampage, Lu Yixuan grabbed the gun in his hand, and the tail of the stick swept and skillfully hit the calf of the barbarian who pounced over, as if the meridians were twitching, the person was caught off guard by the "click" legs and feet and the body had tripped in front of Lu Yixuan, she bent her knees and pressed, the skirt wrapped the strength of her legs and feet, and pressed hard * in the throat of the barbarian, Lu Yixuan gritted his teeth and snorted, Not only because of the hot sweat in the palms of the hands, but also because of the stinging pain on the kneecaps.

It had only been long since her leg and foot injuries had healed, and although she had been rehabilitating on weekdays, she did not have such strenuous movements, and now the uncomfortable bones were a warning of the pain she had suffered.

However, she didn't flinch and was even grateful, if there was no Feng Mingxi, she wouldn't be able to be a "murderous" little Hades in this western land today!

The brute soldier who was locked in his throat also seemed to find that the girl's heart pressed on his body had a momentary touch, and his fingers "snapped" and grabbed Lu Yixuan's leg bone and twisted it hard to the side to coerce her to let go, the girl turned over and rolled on the spot in pain, and the spear stabbed, retreated and advanced, and when the barbarian wanted to hold the knife and slash and kill, the silver spear head had pierced the crook of his arm, piercing the man's wrist.

Clang, the long knife fell, and the brute rolled on the ground in pain and screamed.

Lu Yixuan's back sweat seemed to be cold and stinging by the cold wind of this night's strong wind, as if it could burn her skin, she was panting like a cow, her fingertips involuntarily trembled slightly, her eyes were full of sword light and sword shadows, and her ears were full of sonorous shouts, in vain the sharp blade that swept from the back of her shoulder cut off her long hair that she couldn't dodge, Lu Yixuan turned around and raised his hand to block it with a spear silver pole, pinched and blocked the scimitar that was chopped, and sent out a little spark and piercing sound on the iron armor.

Lu Yixuan's heart was cold, a momentary distraction could make her die without a place to hide, the intersection of power shocked her arms and legs numb, the barbarian on the opposite side seemed to be smiling with hideousness, Lu Yixuan suddenly felt bad, this moment of inability to move, there was a sharp arrow straight to her vest.

Drink, she gasped.

Qiang-between the lightning and flint, the arrow was hit by a force behind him and flew out and pierced into the mud wall, but Lu Yixuan saw clearly that it was another barbed silver arrow, and the strength of the proportions was extremely clever.

Seeing this, she swept her leg and kicked it, and her knee was nailed to the chest and abdomen of the barbarian, and she actually knocked the Beirong man into a bitter bile and vomited it all at once, Lu Yixuan picked up the gun and hit him hard in the back and waist, poof, the man fell into the dust and couldn't get up.

The joy and horror of escaping death still lingered in his mind, Lu Yixuan subconsciously turned his head to look at the direction where the life-saving arrow was fired, and there was a tall figure at the intersection of the vast moonlight and firelight, and he was stunned, as if he was still holding the action of shooting and did not put it down, Lu Yixuan's heart choked, as if he was smashed by a huge mountain rock falling from the sky and a dull pain.

"Rush-" There were also a few loud shouts from behind the man at the same time, it was actually another Da Yan's cavalry guard, and the soldiers brought by Lu Yixuan formed a long dragon with the same hatred of the enemy, and the Beirong barbarians were powerless to fight back under the attack of the two brave armies, and they were defeated and disarmed in a few moments.

But Lu Yixin didn't move his steps for a long time.

The man standing under the moon* with a hazy figure staggered forward, as if he was also in disbelief, step by step, he came to him with the sword light and blood shadow.

His skin was dark and swarthy, he was not short but unusually thin, his face and beard were sloppy, and it could be seen that he had not taken care of it for a long time, and his old eyes were cloudy because he was frightened and frightened, with indescribable joy and indescribable contradictions, tears soaked all emotions, but at first glance, he could read a bit of majesty from his eyes.

He was about fifty years old, and he was weathered.

When Lu Yixuan saw the person coming clearly, she could no longer grasp the silver spear in her palm, "clang", and splashed dust and mud on the ground, she only felt that her breath seemed to be choked by an invisible force.

The corners of the middle-aged man's chapped lips trembled, and without saying a word, he reached out and pulled Lu Yixuan into his arms.

Who he is, it goes without saying.

Lu Henian.

I haven't seen it for more than ten years, Wei Guogong, Lu Henian.

Lu Yixin's shock was also deep in Lu Henian's eyes, they didn't even know how the two soldiers cleaned up the messy mess in Sangming Town, the sound of horses' hooves kicked and stomped, and they returned with the sound of moonlight insects.

The night in the West is dry.

Lu Yixin secretly looked at Lu Henian's appearance and expression from time to time, and she wanted to admit that she was haunted by dreams all the way thinking about what the scene would be if Yongzhao went to Yuhaiguan to meet her father, and what should she say? But she didn't expect the meeting between the two to come so suddenly, she even felt a little at this moment, and Gu Pan was relatively speechless.

Even such a simple title as "father" is unfamiliar and embarrassing.

"I didn't know you were coming...... Lu Henian pondered for a long time, gently holding the horse's belly, perhaps also thinking about how to communicate with his daughter, who he hadn't seen for more than ten years*, every word became a tribulation and a bump.

"I asked the little prince to go west together, and on the way I heard that Sang Ming Town was harassed by the Beirong cavalry," I just wanted to come and see, maybe I could also sweep a team of cavalry, she turned her head and looked at the trophies, which were all BMW horses for General Yang, Lu Yixuan thought for a while, "Father......" Her words were a little anxious and a little hesitant, "Why are you here?" "Lu Henian was ordered to guard the Yuhai Customs Gate, how could he leave his post without permission.

Lu Henian waved his hand and motioned for the army to stop, only to find that there was a small battalion of 100 people stationed in this small wasteland in the mountains, which must be the elite carried by Lu Henian: "Yu Customs also heard about Sang Ming's matter, and learned that General Yang had no intention of dividing the troops, so Governor Yuhai sent me to spy on the military situation. His thoughts were almost the same as Lu Yixuan's, he was caught off guard, and he always had to vomit out after eating!

The two of them understood, looked at each other and smiled, and look, there was a spiritual relationship between father and daughter.

Lu Henian saw Lu Yiyun jumping off the high-headed horse lightly, his movements were neat like a battle-hardened little woman, he didn't know whether his heart was suddenly filled with relief or distress, he couldn't help but hold his daughter's hand: "Let me ...... Let me take a good look at your ......" for ten years, he left Shengjing and left the Guogong Mansion with a body of sins, and this medicine jar daughter was sent home by him to "resign himself to fate" "outcast", he has helplessness, pity, and deep regret for Lu Yixuan.

Lu Henian's eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were reluctant to leave an inch, and Lu Yinian was also quite sour when he looked at it.