Wang Anfeng looked at the person in front of him and exhaled.

The air in the Western Regions was extremely dry, as if the wind was carrying grains of sand, and the injury to his lungs had not yet healed, this breath was like swallowing a steel needle, stabbing the ground painfully, and in front of him, there were several elite warriors.

Although everyone's appearance and bearing are very different, they all have a huge body, or laughing, or angry, or cold, touching the weapon in the palm of their hand, and looking at him with a pair of eyes.

In the past, he might not have cared much about such an opponent, but a few days ago he fought hard in the army. Although relying on the strength of his body and the advantages of his divine soldiers, he rushed back and forth to kill and kill I don't know how many iron horses, but those Hun elites could not be easily dispatched.

It only weighs 5,000 catties of people and horses, and ordinary eight-rank martial artists may not be able to win one-on-one, not to mention that thousands of people encircled and suppressed, formed a military formation, and killed the grandmaster is not just talking.

On that day, he had already desperately wounded the King of Dichuan Khan, but even if he used the golden bell jar to the extreme, he was still seriously injured, and was dragged by the five hundred horsemen after the break, and finally could only watch the escape under the protection of the remaining elites and generals.

After that, he had to restrain Zhang Xu's corpse, whether it was right or wrong, he couldn't let him be violent in the wilderness.

This time he fell a long distance, so he simply assigned Lu Yingbo and others to other places first, and he returned to Shaolin first to recuperate his injuries, because the golden bell jar had been cultivated to a very high level, and the second master Wu Changqing was rejuvenated, but in a few days, his injuries had recovered a lot, and he returned to the Western Regions regardless of the remaining injuries.

Wang Anfeng obtained a lot of books and files in the Fufeng School Palace, and knew that he must not let the King of Dichuan Khan escape back, and if he waited for him to go back, it would be inconvenient, and if the evidence of his collection of military expenses was disposed of, it would be difficult to explain.

I didn't think about it, but I only came out one day, and I saw people blocking the way.

He looked up in the direction of the north, thinking in his heart, how far is this from the Golden Horde in the northern frontier?

I didn't care about anything, I looked straight at the northern frontier, there were tens of thousands of miles, and I don't know how many people planned to stop them, and I don't know how many people wanted their lives.

"Why don't you answer our questions?"

"Do you look down on me, or do you look down on the knife in my hand?"

A man with a wide mouth and a lion's nose in front of him had a thick-backed nine-ring gold-edged knife in his hand, the horse neighed under his crotch, and the knife in his hand pointed at Wang Anfeng, and sneered: "Besides, if you don't speak, then you admit it, since you admit it, we have to ask Your Excellency to borrow something to play, if you don't give it, don't blame me for waiting for it." ”

Wang Anfeng raised the sheathed long sword in his hand, nodded, and said:

"It's me."

"But not borrowing."

"Huh?"

The man holding the heavy knife didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who smelled of medicine and blood, would agree so readily, and was slightly stunned, and couldn't think of what to say next for a while, then he saw the man in front of him raise his hand, holding a sword in his hand.

The cuffs hung down, the wrists and forearms were bandaged, revealing a faint blood color, and a very heavy smell of medicine, obviously being blocked from the prey, but he took the initiative to speak:

"I don't have to think of any reason."

"What?"

"Since you're standing here, that's the best reason."

The big man was stunned, and then let out a series of loud laughs, and said loudly:

"So refreshing, so spirited!"

"In Xia Lichuan Xun Liangping, today, borrow the first use!"

Wang Anfeng pressed his thumb against the hilt of the sword, his expression calm.

Tens of thousands of miles......

Then tens of thousands of miles, 100,000 miles are not disliked.

He thought of a lot in his mind, including the military expenses that Lu Yingbo said, and the Xiongnu Khan King who wanted to graze the Jiangnan Dao to get the Zhanlu Sword and want to graze the Jiangnan Dao, but there was no big reason, but what turned to his mind was more when he was in Tianxiong City, the bowl of hot soup and white flour cakes he ate was served with spicy vegetable shreds, which was really delicious.

The people are in good spirits, and the children are not afraid of life, and the colors on the silk are very bright.

It's delicious, it's delicious, it's beautiful, it's beautiful.

This is Daqin.

So I think that sentence is really well-said.

Those who transgress our borders will be punished even if they are far away.

Is it 10,000 miles away?

100,000 miles is not far away......

His teeth clenched, he felt the bloody smell of the wound, and his sword swung out.

Roaring.

……………………

The high-quality ice cracked porcelain was placed on the table, and with a slight sound, the ground sounded, and there were ripples in the food vessel. It was quiet again, with a few petals floating on it.

"A few sons, please use the ...... slowly"

The delicate and elegant young man put the dish in his hand on the table and retreated quietly.

You can see the carved gallery and painting building outside the window, and the carriages and horses are like dragons, which is so prosperous and prosperous.

Tianjing City, Changchuan Restaurant.

This place is a rich and noble place in Tianjing City, not a noble family, a person with a high status, it is difficult to enter, even if there is more money, it is not easy to make, but more than a dozen tables, everywhere are the children of the noble family, the posture is solemn and graceful, there is a woman half leaning on the counter of the restaurant, her arms are white jade, but she is covered with a layer of thin veil.

Lazy, drunken and hazy, as if Lan Shao was drunk, casually listening to the conversation of a few people not far away.

At this moment, the person who opened his mouth was a young man with a gentle eyebrow, holding a folding fan in his hand, white jade as the bone, elegant and gentle, although the woman seemed to be slightly drunk, but she still knew that the white jade folding fan was given by the emperor to the previous generation of Zuo Xiang, a treasure worth a thousand gold, and it was absolutely genuine, and it was very easy to get rid of.

The young man snapped the folding fan together, patted it lightly on the palm of his hand, and continued the conversation:

"I heard that the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion disappeared in the Western Regions after doing such a big thing?"

There was a simple young man next to him who only cared about eating heavily, but when he heard this, he raised his head and said while chewing: "That's the case, many people plan to meet this new master, but there has been no news, I'm afraid, it's really trapped." ”

The young man smiled and asked, "Oh? Trapped? What does this say? ”

The honest man said:

"The master of the Shenwu Mansion, once killed the Jiangdong hero of Jiangnan Province with a military formation, although it is rumored that the Jiangdong hero used the left way technique, he barely became a grandmaster, but the qi is surging, and it is not bad."

"Top Iron Army, killing the Grandmaster to death is not empty talk."

"The Dichuan Iron Cavalry is determined to be more powerful than the Shenwu Mansion that was formed, and the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion fought hard once, it was really a little impulsive, but you see, now he himself has fallen into the military formation, although he fought and killed three thousand horsemen, but he was definitely seriously injured."

"That injury, I'm afraid it can be serious enough for him to fall into the Western Regions, oops, so he doesn't understand, this kind of thing must have touched the interests of the Huns, not to mention the rest, it's just a person from Dichuan, he must have gritted his teeth and asked for his life."

Feng Ji, the young man who was holding a white jade fan before, seemed to agree, and said:

"This is right, so the gentleman does not stand under the danger hall, it can be seen that the martial arts of the master of the Shenwu Mansion are good, and the planning is still worse, and it is still not good to rely on personal martial arts alone, if you want to serve the family and the country, you still have to look at the strategy in the chest and abdomen, just force, but reckless, what is the difference between it and the Huns?"

"A real handsome man, there must be millions of male soldiers in his arms, go into battle to kill the enemy, and be invincible, but he must also get off the horse and write articles, and he must know the beauty of this wind and snow."

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

"He is so reckless, it will definitely make the relationship between the two countries tense, the world has been peaceful for more than 20 years, if the border starts another war, it will be a mistake for the country, and many key soldiers will die."

The honest young man nodded and said:

"Speaking of the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, although they are not as good as my Great Qin, but the people in the rivers and lakes never pay attention to any reason, there are many masters there, the Huns took out gold and good-looking women, there must be someone who will risk him being seriously injured to try the quality of this Shenwu Mansion Lord."

"No matter how strong he is, he is just one person, and he has become a good thing to be rich and famous."

"In this world now, the Huns, like us, account for almost forty percent of the names of peerless masters, and there are many masters."

The folding fan in Feng Ji's hand no longer flapped, and said:

"But can such a thing alarm the peerless?"

"It's difficult, but there are no fewer masters under the peerless world, and under the first line, there are also many crises and dilemmas, by the way, Mingyuan, don't you say something? Why do you only care about drinking? ”

Sitting next to him was a young man with a fair face and cold eyebrows, dressed in black, who only cared about drinking, and said:

"Say what?"

Feng Ji smiled:

"What else do you ask, aren't you secretly admiring His Highness Qiwu? That Shenwu Mansion Lord, we all know that His Majesty intended to marry His Highness to that person back then. ”

"If he dies there, won't he just fulfill his wish?"

Wu Mingyuan took a sip of wine and said:

"Although, after all, that's my Great Qin's martial artist."

Feng Ji was stunned and shook his head:

"At this time, don't talk about the Northern Frontier of Great Qin."

"I always feel that Wang Anfeng is afraid that he will die this time......"

Upstairs, there was a black-clothed swordsman walking down, the beauty shopkeeper who seemed to be drunk with peony suddenly got up, lazy and sideburns, and greeted him with a smile, and the swordsman was quite polite, advancing and retreating in a certain way, and he heard the conversation here until he paused, and then strode over directly.

Feng Jizheng was talking, when he heard the sound of footsteps, he turned his head to look, and saw that it was a young man he didn't recognize, so he restrained his words, nodded, and said politely:

"I don't know if this young man is ......"

The black-clothed swordsman looked calm and said:

"You say, Wang Anfeng?"

Feng Ji shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "I see, what did the young man eavesdrop, but the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion can be said to be famous in the Tianjing City in the past two days, how many people say it in this world, don't we are allowed to say it?" ”

"Or do you have a different opinion on this matter?"

The swordsman was concise and said, "Wang Anfeng will not lose. ”

Although Feng Ji looks gentle, he is actually from a first-class background, and he was unhappy at the moment, so he smiled and said, "Oh? The fruit is a high opinion. ”

"If you're so interested, do you want to make a bet with me? If I lose, what if you can choose between gold, silver, and jewelry? In the next family, it can be regarded as a small amount of money. ”

"Not necessarily."

Feng Ji said: "Oh, then you don't gamble?" ”

The swordsman replied, "Bet, but only to prove you wrong." ”

Feng Ji's smile gradually disappeared, looking at the plainly dressed swordsman in front of him, the latter had two swords on his back, and another one at his waist, obviously one of the long swords behind him was sharper, but judging from the traces of the hilt of the three swords, the sword on his waist was more often used, and from the way he dressed and behaved, he knew that he was a Jianghu person, and he was a little contemptuous in his heart, and said casually:

"Well, if you lose, keep your arm."

He had deliberately opened his mouth, wanting to know his difficulties and retreat, but the swordsman's answer did not hesitate.

"Okay."

Feng Ji was stunned, his expression finally became more solemn, looked at the young man in front of him, and said:

"What's your name?"

After the swordsman finished speaking, he turned and left, and the handsome shopkeeper kept sending the swordsman out of the door before he reluctantly turned back.

Fengji folded the fan and slapped his palm, whispering softly:

"Heavenly Sword Gate, Hong Feibai."

……………………

When Feng Ji returned home, he told his grandfather everything he had seen today.

His grandfather was over seventy years old, with white hair shining and shiny, and wore a white linen suit, and looked gentle and amiable, but everyone who knew the old man was respectful and respectful, and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

This person has achieved the position of the third grade back then, which can be regarded as a rare evergreen tree in the officialdom, and now he is idle at home, ignoring the affairs of the court, but there are still guests who come here from time to time, and after listening to his grandson, he smiled dumbly:

"Hong Feibai, I have heard of this person, he is not a bad swordsman, he has fought a few swords in Tianjing City in recent years, he is not very old, and he also has six-grade martial arts."

"In the future, the fourth grade doesn't know, and the fifth grade pass will definitely not be able to stop him."

Feng Ji was a little surprised, and said, "At such an age, do you have such skills?" ”

"If you can enter the fifth rank before the age of thirty, you can even become a general in the army......

The old man took a slow sip of tea and said:

"You can take this opportunity to make friends with him this time."

"The swordsman of the Wupin rivers and lakes can be regarded as a master, although our family is big, but in terms of force, it is still not as good as those centuries-old families."

Feng Ji nodded and said, "Grandson can save it." ”

When the old man saw that he understood, he didn't say anything more, but said again:

"As for Wang Anfeng? It's just a pity ......"

"It's a pity?"

"The old man has seen Zhang Xu, his majesty is extraordinary, and he also knows his strength, after all, the ancient city of Loulan is too far away, can it really break the three thousand iron horsemen with false rumors? I'm afraid otherwise, being able to come out alive should mostly be Zhang Xu's credit. ”

"It's just a pity that such an iron-clad general disappeared for more than 20 years, and finally died outside the territory, it's a pity, it's a pity, I just hope that the Shenwu Mansion Master who Zhang Xu tried his best to protect can come back from the Western Regions alive."

Feng Ji was a little curious.

"Isn't grandfather optimistic about him either?"

The old man sighed and said:

"Optimistic? That's if you don't know, in addition to the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, what else is there, do you know where the nobles of the six countries back then, except for the dead and those who were admitted to the court, where did the rest go? ”

"It's all in the Western Regions."

"On weekdays, they are divided into An'an, but if they have the opportunity, they can give us Daqin some stumbling blocks, and they won't be soft-hearted...... Still young people......"

The old man felt a little unsuccessful.

At this moment, there was a sound of flapping wings in the sky, the old man stopped talking slightly, looked up with Feng Ji, and saw a bird falling in the night, a streamer also seemed to fall, Feng Ji was curious, and saw a person running from the place where the bird fell, with a slightly frightened look. Immediately got up and said:

"What's going on? Grandfather, grandson go and see first. ”

The old man nodded in agreement.

Feng Ji chased after him quickly, and the old man made himself a cup of tea, and his thoughts flew a little in his heart.

Shenwu Mansion......

Alas, Zhang Xu also went, this time the matter was the last of Shenwu, and it was back to light.

After a while, Feng Ji reappeared in front of the old man. His expression was no longer as calm as before, and the palm holding the jade fan seemed to be uncontrollable, trembling slightly.

The old man poured himself tea and said with a smile:

"Any news? Tell me about ......"

Feng Ji took a deep breath, looked up at the old man, and said:

"Shenwu King An Feng has appeared ......"

The old man looked very calm, smiled, raised his hand to drink tea, and said:

"Wang Anfeng, it's normal, but you, why are you so shaken, it seems to be quite big news?"

"What, did he break out of the Western Regions?"

"If that's the case, Zhang Xuan didn't die in vain."

Feng Ji shook his head and looked at the old man.

"He didn't come out, he went north."

"On his way, he found the bodies of seven warriors, the seven heroes of Liuzhou, all of them, all of them are five grades."

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Seven Heroes of Liuzhou are in front of the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion."

"Kill the ...... as much as you can"

The old man's palms trembled, and the teacup spilled a little, hitting the ground, and his eyes were distracted.

"Stand in the way ......"

"Kill them all?"

"What does he want to do?!"

PS: Today's update presents............

Four thousand seven hundred words, but tomorrow it will explode.

Ah, these two days should be the end of this volume~