The soft and beautiful beauty's flower-like face was almost swollen into a pig's head, embarrassed, embarrassed, but without the poignancy of the beauty rain beating the broken flowers, Feng Zhanfang was unconscious, only felt that her cheeks were hot and painful, and she was afraid of messing things up, so she subconsciously covered her face and wanted to cry, and her eyes flowed.

The beauty weeps, that is the delicacy that can make people's hearts tremble.

If it is in the Central Plains, there is a word brand name called is the eye is charming, what is intoxicating flowers, noon dreams to support the head, what spring is just like spring pond water, all of them are poems about the beauty of beauty.

can look at a pig's head and pretend to be flattering, but it can really make people vomit up all the overnight meals.

Before, looking at the young heroes who were on fire, the grassland nobles were a little uncomfortable, coughed dryly, and silently looked away, and drank with a sword dance to the beauty before, no matter how much they drank, they couldn't drink enough, and the wine was not intoxicating and drunk, and now the mare's milk wine in the cup was suddenly not fragrant, dull and tasteless.

Helian Lianyang was dumbfounded, and then gloated, and the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing the fangs on his left:

"This ...... Is this a table lift? ”

The woman next to her said:

"Probably."

Helian Lian Yangzi carefully looked at the Jianghu Heroine who was much better looking than himself before, pursed his lips, a sad look appeared on his face, Huo Ran got up, looked at the blue-shirted musician, and scolded sharply:

"What are you doing?!"

"After stroking the qin, you must be punished!"

It's black.

Helian Lianyang was so grief-stricken that the corners of his mouth hooked, staring at his swollen face.

Naturally, the slap of an ordinary person will not have such a big consequence, and the swelling will be so big......

Ruthless.

didn't want to die, but such a beautiful woman who paid attention to her appearance and enjoyed the pursuit of the powerful disciples around her was beaten almost disfigured in public, and the humiliation in her heart was so great that in this heaven and earth, it was no different from death.

What a feud.

Helian Pan put the wine glass in his hand to his mouth, but only half of the wine was left, his eyes were a little sluggish, and it took him a few breaths to come back to his senses, and Wu Zi was a little difficult to calm down.

His mind was smart, and he secretly felt that the previous qi was like thunder, which was obviously a sign of entering the realm of the six grades, and he was surprised for a while in his heart, between heaven and earth, there were many martial artists, but anyone who was diligent and could endure hardships had a martial arts secret book that was not too crooked, and that a person could practice to the realm of the seventh grade, the difference was only a few years of cultivation.

The sixteen-year-old Qipin and the sixty-year-old Qipin are different from the clouds.

However, once you enter the sixth grade, even if you are seventy years old, you will be treated respectfully everywhere, that is, a martial artist with an extraordinary background, who looks down on this age before passing the dragon gate, and it is no bad to call an old-timer in his mouth.

What's more, it's the sixth product in his twenties.

I don't know about the fourth grade, but this is almost a seedling to enter the realm of the fifth grade.

Is it a rising star of the Northern Hungarian court? No, it looks like that face is a Qin person, and he also plays the piano.

Qin people.

Zhou Hebi, who was dressed in a cheesy red robe, was in a trance, although he was just planning to watch from the wall, but Helian Pan's methods were easily broken, which still made him feel unrealistic, and the other party's method of making a move made him feel familiar.

Qin people......

A shadow rose from the old man's eyes.

Qin Manzi.

………………

After a long while, everyone came back to their senses, and then they felt that their faces could not be hung for a while, Helian Pan glanced at the blue-shirted musician who lowered his eyes and stroked the qin, the qin was considered a high-grade utensil, but at this moment, all seven strings were swept away by the sword.

Condensation is a seven-string.

Fuqin roared like thunder.

This kind of method is obviously not something that ordinary martial artists can do, even among the six-rank martial artists, it can be regarded as a profound internal strength, Helian Pan thought about it and said in a low voice:

"Don't provoke him."

The young man next to him nodded.

Wang Anfeng soothed it.

On Qu Wenqin, the seven strings finally couldn't support it, weakened, and the qi that made up the strings dissipated, returning to the heaven and earth, Wang Anfeng raised his eyes, felt the convergence of the surrounding sights, and his expression was flat.

Put down the piano and you can pick up the sword.

What he wants, the same things these people want.

Drop with a sword.

Sauvignon Blanc with strings.

Where the qi machine spreads, the seven broken strings float slightly, just like before, the sword qi is slaughtered, covering it, even if it is only the six-rank realm qi machine, it is enough.

No one noticed anything strange on the piano, someone got up and helped the embarrassed Feng Zhanfang back, the nobles glanced at each other, one of them clapped his hands with a lazy smile on his face, and said:

"Play the strings well."

"This musician is very interesting, play more today, and play the scenery song of Daqin with me, if you play well, you will be given some gold, and if you don't play well, you will be given a whip."

The other woman didn't have any ill feelings towards this blue-shirted musician who made Feng Zhanfang suffer, but since the leading Helian Pan opened his mouth, she might as well step on it by the way, and said with a smile at the moment:

"No, no, Daqin's style is too soft, it doesn't mean anything."

"It's the same as the southerners, and the temperament is soft and unbearable."

The young man who spoke earlier seemed to be vindictive, and said loudly:

"Why can't you get it, musician, you don't have to care about her nonsense, I tell you, if you want to play Qin Le, it is Qin Le, if you don't play, I have to give you a few whips in front of Princess Lianyang."

The woman also said, "Why, but you have a whip, I don't have a whip?" ”

"If you can beat me, I can't beat it?"

The young man said, "You can fight naturally, but I can still give a reward, so you have bought a lot of things, and you don't have much gold at hand?" ”

As he spoke, he had already thrown out a few pieces of gold, deliberately smashed them on the ground in front of Wang Anfeng, rolled them a few times, and reached the feet of a nobleman next to him, who was plucking the gold with his toes.

Wang An's heart is like an ancient well.

Helian Pan smiled and drank, looking at Helian Lianyang, serial persecution, his sight was not actually on this musician, he wanted to start with this musician, forcing Helian Lianyang to use some means and hole cards, just to redeem the child, that is, the musician is really the realm of the sixth grade, but here, it is just a musician.

The rules on the grassland are actually no worse than those of the Central Plains Dynasty.

At this moment, someone suddenly smiled and said:

"Come here."

"Just give me a play."

The look of everyone who saw the joke paused, and when they heard the sound coming from the direction of Helian Lianyang, they hesitated a little at the moment, although they were mentally prepared, they were still afraid when they really came to this point.

Then I found out that it was Helian Lianyang's friend who spoke, but I don't know if I was prompted by Helian Lianyang, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

In the silence, the woman from the previous Hu suddenly laughed, and said:

"I heard that in Daqin, men look for an oiran, it is popular to light a lantern, and the name is inscribed on the lampshade, if you like the oiran, you will hit the jade plate with a jade hammer, and it turns out to be ......"

Her voice paused deliberately, looked left and right, and said:

"Is this the 'roll call' in the Central Plains Flower House Painting Boat?"

"But I don't know how many times?"

The crowd fell silent for a moment, and then burst out laughing, accompanied by a malicious ridicule.

Wang Anfeng frowned.

The other party broke the siege for himself, but he also fell into such ridicule.

I can't stand by and watch anyway.

The strings rise slightly.

Zhou Hebi understood the reason for this situation in his heart.

The contradiction has shifted, and this is normal.

It is better to say that the conflicts and contradictions between Great Qin and Northern Hungary are almost incomparably large, but no major conflicts have broken out in fifty years, and they have been pressed down, and the young ones will inevitably be eager to try when they see the Qin people.

The reason for this is that Qindi is a desolate and remote place bordering Northern Hungary.

The Huns once plundered in Wu, and also wreaked havoc in the border passes, and the Central Plains has been suffering from this, and now the father of the Great Qin Emperor, when he was thirty years old, once personally led 300,000 Great Qin Dragon Xiang Iron Cavalry to the north, and the horse stepped on the Northern Regions, killing the previous generation of the Northern Hun King, breaking the legend that the Central Plains was incapable of fighting.

The nobles here have armor full of battle scars hidden in their homes.

All of them had ancestors who fought in that battle.

In other words, there are elders who died in the largest battle between the Central Plains and Northern Hungary in a hundred years, which is a deep hatred buried deep in the bottom of the heart.

There was no winner or loser that time.

The Northern Hun fought bloodied, but Daqin was not easy.

At that time, the Great Qin Emperor had just passed his thirtieth birthday.

He was on the edge of the steppe, stepping on the river, with a horizontal spear and a whole world in his eyes, as if burning with a flame that would never go cold, and drank a pot of wine to the grassland, mare's milk wine in white tin, and muttered that he still wanted to drink it in the future, so that the Great Khan King was terrified and retreated for thirty miles.

"You can't beat it here, the grassland is too big, and there will always be herders."

"But don't stretch out your paws. Don't stretch out your claws, the emperor after that is my son, and then my grandson, stretch out a finger, I chop a paw, stretch out a claw, I chop a pair. ”

"I don't fight for victory or defeat in one time and one place."

He stuck his spear upside down on the frontier and walked away.

That sudden expedition was like a spear that stabbed at the place, fiercely penetrating the belly of the barbarian race on the Northern Hun steppe, but it was ridiculed by all countries in the world The emperor of Great Qin was reckless.

Zhou Hebi once wrote thirteen poems in a row that year, all of which were ridiculed.

Coupled with the fact that the emperor seemed to be a prodigal who did nothing when he was young, this statement became more credible.

The sentence of winning and losing at one time and one place was just taken as an unconvincing joke.

No one thought that Emperor Qin, who was in the prime of life, was dying of old age after thirty years of spring and autumn rain.

He closed his eyes.

Great Qin originally faced the Central Plains head-on, with the Western Regions on one side and the Northern Frontier on the other.

When this generation of Great Qin Emperors galloped the world and fought against the Six Kingdoms, the grassland also happened to experience the most chaotic time when the Eight Great Khans fought against each other, and they had just recovered their vitality, and they had no strength to take the opportunity to make trouble from behind, and they did not have the guts......

It was the King of Khan who was full of regret by Emperor Qin, and he really liked this wine, and he couldn't sleep peacefully for ten years.

At that time, Zhou Hebi walked all over the grassland with his master.

He watched the teacher go from hesitant to numb and bloodshot.

When the Central Plains countries were finally forced to join forces with the Huns, none of the khans were willing to send troops.

At that time, the famous people who were determined to save the country wept bitterly on the grassland and understood the words of thirty years ago.

Three hundred thousand dragoons.

Only 180,000 remained.

Fight to the death.

That battle broke the backbone of almost all the Northern Hungarian nobles.

interrupted to the point where the fat meat didn't dare to move his thoughts.

He was so ruthless that he almost beat the wolf into a family dog.

Because until thirty years later, the young emperor, whose eyes seemed to burn with a desire that would never be extinguished, seemed to still be next to the holy mountain under the sunset, and in the picture of memory, the burning gaze and gaze crossed time and years, and looked at the world.

It's just that heroes will eventually grow old, and they can only believe that.

Zhou Hebi was in a trance.

Is that guy really old......

Emperor Yuanwu of Great Qin.

When the old man lost his mind, Wang Anfeng also raised his eyes and saw the woman next to Helian Lianyang, who was being ridiculed by everyone.

The face is just ordinary, it seems that he doesn't like to laugh, he is quite dull, his long hair on his left sideburns is blown down, tied with a silver bell, and his right sideburns are half shorter, wearing a big black robe with cloud sleeves, and his facial features are ordinary compared to these chivalrous women in the rivers and lakes, and the nobles of the grassland are very ordinary, and they are dull like puppets, only a pair of brown pupils, and they are full of light.

The bearing is casual and casual, raising his hand to drink.

Put down the wine cup.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and his not outstanding face suddenly had some atmospheric brightness that was difficult to look at.

The girl tilted her head to look at Wang Anfeng, and said categorically in a group of laughter:

"Yes, that's it!"

"You, come here."

“？？？”

The mocking voice came to an abrupt end.

It was like a slap on the face, and the Hu woman's face was particularly exciting.

Oiran named, such a harsh rebuke, ridiculed by everyone, for any woman, is an unbearable shame, but such words, even said a justifiable, frank and unrestrained spirit.

Yes, in a dignified manner.

The hearts of the people actually rose, just as it should be, it turned out to be such an illusion.

It's named, so what?!

What are you waiting for?

Wang Anfeng was stunned.

Those brown eyes were like stars in the sky.

Helian Pan's smile condensed slightly, and his heart suddenly beat violently.

………………

The temperature in the grasslands in July is already very cold.

But at this time, the temperature was lower, Suo Ye Hanyue shook the robe outside the battle armor, and a piece of fluffy hoarfrost fell, and the dark green grass on the grassland spread to this place for a few miles before it came to an abrupt halt, as if it had been cut off, and then it was bare.

The reflected light makes people's eyes uncomfortable for a while, and they want to cry.

He raised his head and looked at the pure white snow-capped mountains rising up in front of him.

There were only a few dozen elite horsemen behind him, the war horse snorted lowly, he raised the flag, the inky black banner rolled in the cold wind, and the elite warriors of the wolf rode looked at the white snow-capped mountains shrouded in gloomy clouds, and their eyes were full of awe.

The Jade Pot Snow Mountain was originally the most primitive belief on the grassland.

Suo Ye Hanyue took a breath, waved his hand, and spat out a sentence in his throat:

"Into the mountains."

It is not tall, and it can even be called a low war horse, but it can climb ordinary mountain roads, and after Suo Ye Hanyue walked up with his elite for a while, the temperature was much worse than below, and a layer of hoarfrost froze out of the soldier's eyebrows.

Then there was a blizzard.

In July, when the Central Plains was still a scorching summer, the ice and snow storm here was so big that it was difficult for the specially domesticated war horses to move an inch.

A moment later.

Except for Suo Ye Hanyue, no one can step forward anymore.

This general, who had been in the army for 40 years as a serf, left his subordinates behind and went up step by step.

Moment after moment.

The storm on the mountain was roaring, and the temperature was cold enough to easily freeze a sturdy warrior to death, and at this time, even the boiling fire oil would lose all its temperature in a few breaths and solidify into ice.

The armor on his body had turned cold, and the sword almost seemed to be frozen in its scabbard.

The wind and snow on the left and right are like entrenched dragons.

Clouds surround you.

I don't know how long it took, and finally saw a flat stone platform, Suo Ye Hanyue took the sword and stood up respectfully.

He took out the token in his arms with both hands, held it in the palm of his hand, raised it high, and spoke loudly, the sound was drowned in the howling of the wind and snow, and it was not far away, and then lowered his head.

A man came pacing in the snowstorm.

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