New things are happening every day in the rivers and lakes of Daqin, but if there is one of the biggest and most striking things in recent months, it is the two consecutive battles in Jiangnan Province.

The first scene was directly participated by the grandmaster, and after the broken arm that year, the Tianshan Sword Kui who had retired to the rivers and lakes reappeared, and with a sword swing, he slashed out a great reputation that was not inferior to the three thousand miles of sword light of the Qingfeng Xie Great Elder.

The second thing is that the Great Qin Shenwu Mansion, which had a mixed reputation, reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

Twenty years ago, the Great Qin Dynasty had lifted the Shenwu Mansion, and at this time, Shenwu reappeared, and naturally he was silent, but the rivers and lakes were surging.

At that time, the Shenwu Mansion of the Six Kingdoms was very successful, and countless enemies were formed, until Daqin had ruled the world for more than 20 years, and the Shangzhu Kingdom, which was in the second rank of Great Qin, would still be assassinated on the road, and he had to draw his sword in his hand.

The reason is that Shangzhu Kingdom was the first-class strategist in the Shenwu Mansion back then, not to mention that this time it was the heir of Wang Tiance, the marshal of the Shenwu Mansion.

Wang Tiance......

I don't know how many people lost their minds in a trance.

The previous generation of newcomers in the rivers and lakes replaced the old people, and the high-spirited generals who almost leveled this river and lake, the younger generation no longer has much impression, only the older generation of Jianghu warriors still remember the shadow and breathless oppression brought by the scholars back then.

In many cases, fear can turn into hatred and hostility.

If you see others in trouble, your face is full of regret, but your heart is very proud, and you secretly say that there is also today.

And to be able to see the big man who swept the world back then, raised his arms and shouted, and the big man who responded like a tsunami fell into the dust, it was even more happy, and he couldn't see the fall of that person with his own eyes, and he had to take advantage of it verbally.

When the man is completely out of breath, he will stand on the head of this 'big man', talk loudly and point out the country, and talk so much that he will be proud.

Inside and outside Jiangnan Province, almost everyone wanted to see how the Shenwu Mansion would fall.

A wine shop was set up in the city, and a few young warriors sat under the wine flag, asking for a few jars of good wine, and a few plates of wine and stewed vegetables.

It was the summer season, and the chicken feet, lotus roots, chickens, chicken gizzards, and pig's feet were all served with marinated colors and just right for wine.

Several young men with strong blood and strength were drinking and eating meat, and they were talking loudly, and they probably saw a beautiful young lady walking by on the side of the road, and the wine was on the brain, and the voice was getting louder and louder.

On this side, I think the luck of the Shenwu Mansion is only here, and it is precisely the consequence of causing too many evils and killing too many people back then, which provoked the Jiangnan Grandmaster to take action.

On the other side, people sighed and said that they were just far away, otherwise they must go over and see with their own eyes, how the once invincible Shenwu Mansion was going to fall in the mouths of their fathers.

Talking loudly, the louder you talk.

What do you say about the little mongrel of the Wang family, who rushed out of the Wen family mountain, said that he killed the lives of the masters of the Wen family, stepped on the south of the Yangtze River, and mutilated countless knights in the rivers and lakes......

The gray-haired shopkeeper came out of the backyard with a drink, heard the warriors talking, and his body froze, no longer stepping, and his wrinkled face looked like a silent statue in the sun.

The others were a little curious to look, but they heard a bang, and the wine barrel smashed directly on the ground, and the old man suddenly grabbed the long-handled wooden spoon next to him to sell wine, and ran to the front of those warriors in a few big steps.

Several martial artists were already a little drunk, and they didn't bother to take care of this old immortal with pale hair, and one of them frowned and said impatiently:

"We don't need to add wine here, old guy get out of the way, so as not to disturb our fun!"

The old man didn't answer, but raised his left arm high, like a longbow with momentum, casting a shadow on the old man's face, and after a slight pause, he smashed his head and face towards the young warriors.

The old man's face was hideous, and he said angrily:

"Godmother!"

There was a loud clang.

The cuff on the old man's right hand was empty, obviously a cripple with a broken arm, but the object on his left hand was extremely ruthless, and in an instant, the young and strong warriors were smashed to the ground, and blood flowed.

But this old man didn't know what it meant to be merciful, his face was hideous, and his hands were heavier than all at once, and when a few young people lay on the ground and didn't move, he threw down the red-dyed guys.

Panting, a pair of eyes swept over the surrounding drinkers, and the kind old man was now like an angry tiger, and his body was so heavy that people couldn't get close at all.

The timid drinker had already put down the bowl with a trembling snap.

The old man seemed to come back to his senses, retracted his gaze, was silent, waved his hand heavily, and said in a rough voice:

"Not today!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go......"

The old man, who had changed his temper, shook off his empty cuffs and walked back to his house step by step, but his face gradually became calmer, not as angry and restless as he had just been.

The old man staggered out of the cabinet and dragged out a small wooden box, stood like a statue for a long time, slowly leaned down, swept away the dust, gently brushed his left hand over the wooden box, opened it and looked at the long knife that was still cold, and grinned:

"Rushed out from the mountain of the Wen family, killed the head of the Wen family, stepped on the south of the Yangtze River, and killed countless ...... of knights in the rivers and lakes"

"Hahaha, good kill! Well done! ”

The old man laughed, sat down on the ground, clenched his long knife against the wall, as if he had drunk a whole jar of old wine, sighed contentedly, and murmured:

"It's not a bad seed......

"Shenwu veteran Wei Dao'er, today, I saw the heroic spirit of the Thousand Riders Rolling Pinggang again."

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"No one can be found......"

"The cottage that I pointed to before has been completely swallowed up by the vision of the sky and the fire and clouds, and the whereabouts after that have become erratic and difficult to detect."

"And it's just a piece of information, and it has no stake in my village, so there's no need to trap yourself in order to find out the information."

Si Kou Tingfeng sat at the table, his expression was calm, looking at the scenery outside, this is a restaurant in Jiangnan Road, with seven floors high, and he can see the scenery and people of a city from a distance, which is naturally not cheap.

Opposite her was Xue Qinshuang, dressed in white and covered with redwoods, her expression was quite calm, and she said:

"Sure enough, the mountains and rivers of Jiangnan Province are continuous, stretching for thousands of miles, even with the intelligence ability of the world's No. 1 Village, it is not omniscient after all."

"I thought of such a result before I came, but I didn't expect it to be so."

Si Kou frowned when he heard Feng and said:

"Why did you come here when you knew you would get nothing?"

Xue Qinshuang looked at her with a smile and said:

"Didn't you say that a long time ago? Friends are in difficulty, so naturally they can't stand by and watch, and they should do their part. ”

"I look at the situation, although the Jiangdong hero is unwilling to let go of An Feng, and An Feng himself has no intention of becoming famous with this battle, as long as they don't leave for a day, I will stay here, waiting for the opportunity to move, I can always see it."

Si Kou listened to Feng's brows soothed slightly, and said lightly:

"Although I couldn't find any trace of Wang Anfeng, I had another gain."

"That Jiangdong hero used the means of drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle, and took the nearby Jianghu sect as an outcast, even if he can become famous this time, he will inevitably be notorious."

"And with such means, I am afraid that Wang Anfeng will be found in the near future, and I will be able to see it at that time."

Xue Qinshuang took a sip of wine, and her brown eyes were as bright as stars.

"It's the best."

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The smoke and rain were hazy, enveloping the entire city, and the drizzle was dripping and dripping, washing the bluestone slabs on the ground into a quiet atmosphere, and the great eunuch who hid his identity all the way from Tianjing City to Jiangnan Road finally stopped.

Li Sheng was dressed in a scribe's wide-sleeved robe, sitting under the eaves, next to a mahogany table, on which were placed melon and fruit snacks, as well as a pot of cold wine, and a delicate wine cup with ice cracks.

Laughing Tiger Li Sheng opened a pair of miserable white eyes, took a sip of wine, wine and rain, and his throat was full of sorrow, and he raised his eyes to watch the drizzle sprinkled on Jiangnan Road, and the drizzle never stopped, quite a taste of helplessness and helplessness, and muttered:

"This thing, tricky, really tricky......"

"I never thought that in just two months, I would be able to make such a big battle, and the momentum would almost shake the entire Jiangnan Province, causing such a big trouble, it really deserves to be surnamed Wang......"

sighed helplessly, and thought about it again, this matter, in the final analysis, was made by Wang Tiance, who was no longer in the world, and it had nothing to do with what Wang Anfeng did, and his thoughts couldn't help but be a little subtle.

Isn't this what it means that good people don't last long and disasters last for thousands of years?

Li Sheng's gaze fell on a rosewood wooden box next to him, and a pair of miserable white eyes that could not see the pupils were full of contemplation.

Sandalwood is a precious thing, red sandalwood is the most noble quality of sandalwood, it has always been just a rare treasure in the world, this red sandalwood box is a bright yellow scroll.

With jade as the axis, the nine dragons are entangled, which is the holy decree of the prince of the country.

As long as Wang Anfeng took over this holy decree, he would be the first-class Dingguo Duke of Daqin that day, and he would be in the same column as the prince of the Great Qin Empire, with a gold and jade belt, and he could have 500 private soldiers to guard, and when the masters in the rivers and lakes dared to touch a single hair of his hair, he was going against Daqin.

Although the Jiangnan Dao Iron Cavalry is only the second-class army of Great Qin, it is not something that ordinary warriors can match when they rush to kill.

And the so-called Jiangdong heroes, a sect of grandmasters, facing the thirteen pillars of the thirteen counties in the south of the Yangtze River, are just hitting the stone with an egg.

As long as he takes this scroll of the Divine Decree......

But will it really take it?

Thinking of the scholar back then, when I played a game of chess in heaven and earth, threw up my sleeves and left, and took nothing, Li Sheng just smiled.

Then he sighed leisurely, retracted his gaze, took a sip of wine, the rain outside was still dripping and dripping, and Wang Anfeng's traces were always difficult to find, as if a drop of water fell into the tide, leaving no trace.

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When Hang Yong woke up again, he had already arrived in a valley, his body was tightly wrapped, and the injured place should have been drugged, and he was still in hot pain at this time.

After a moment of dazedness, he looked up suddenly, his face was full of horror, and when he found that most of his fellow disciples were still here, the feeling of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe was mixed with a feeling of pain or sadness, and he couldn't help but cry out loud.

When they calmed down, a young man dressed in black took them all out separately, and asked them one by one, he didn't hide anything, and told the young man who was always used to squinting and smiling everything he knew.

After that, he was taken away by those dressed in black.

He had prepared for the worst, but these men did not kill them as he thought, but only imprisoned them in this small valley for the time being.

It is not allowed to enter and exit easily, and you need to do some hard labor from time to time, such as carpenter's work, or help those Qingtao riding practice.

In addition, there is not too much harshness, and there is no shortage of daily diet, which is not very flavorful, but it is enough to eat, and Hang Yong already feels grateful in his heart.

Only when you really rush out of the dead can you know that you are alive, and just being alive is enough to bring tears to your eyes.

Even doing some hard work every day is countless times better than being killed in the jungle on the spot, after all, as long as you live, there is still hope, and if you die, everything is just blank.

And Wang Anfeng finally figured out who was so desperate to take his life, to his surprise, it was not those noble families from the Six Kingdoms, but a martial artist who was known as a famous warrior in Jiangnan Province.

Just because he was born in the Jiangdong generation of Daqin, he is called the Jiangdong hero, this kind of title is amazing, far above all his library guards or crazy swords, ordinary warriors, rarely have a place name as their own title.

Martial arts practitioners have always been brave, this huge name can really attract the disaster of killing, and to be able to become famous in this way, not to mention how martial arts are, there are many means for people.

Just like this Jiangdong hero, he can enter and exit the noble house as a warrior from a cold door, and his reputation is all over the rivers and lakes, and everyone praises him.

It is rumored that he is a righteous and squandering money, and has many righteous deeds, and can go thousands of miles to fight with people for people who have never known each other, and then he does not take anything, saying that he only needs two sleeves of Guangling breeze, which has attracted praise from the rivers and lakes.

But this time, with the chivalrous fame and prestige he had accumulated in the past twenty-three years, he was either lured or coerced, and all the Jianghu sects in almost one county rushed into this mountain and forest.

Casting nets everywhere to search for the traces of the people in Shenwu Mansion, treating the lives of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes as nothing. It can be seen that under such a heroic name, I am afraid that he is not as sincere as everyone on the rivers and lakes praises, and he is a person with clean sleeves.

The formation cultivated by Qingtao Riding was not yet complete, and just as Wang Anfeng brought the medicine needed today to the valley, an inopportune whistling sound suddenly erupted.

A streamer of light enveloped the strength of the mountains and seas, and shot towards the valley, not taking those Qingtao riders with amazing strength, but directly towards the Jianghu warriors with injuries on everyone's body.

The energy is like a stream of fire.

With a long howl, one of the people shouted excitedly:

"The remnants of the Shenwu Mansion are all here!"

PS: Today's 2-in-1 offers............ When it comes to the more important levels, the number of words is relatively small, and it should be made up tomorrow_(:з"∠)_