Listening to Hu Yanxiu's words, Pian Hu suddenly laughed twice, because this is so interesting, remembering him seems to be enemies, a few days ago, Gusu Tu recognized him at a glance, and now Hu Yanxiu also recognized him at a glance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Haha, I don't know how the old people recognized me. With the laughter, the tiger gently took off the tiger-shaped mask on his face, and then said coldly: "It's a pity that the sword has long since died, and now only the tiger is left." ”

Seeing that the person who came was just as he guessed, Hu Yanxiu's whole heart hung up, more than thirty years ago, they gathered almost all the masters of the martial arts to defeat the person in front of them! Now the barbarian is alone, how can this be good........

Pian Hu seemed to know what Hu Yanxiu was thinking, but he didn't intend to draw his sword directly. I saw Lianhu gently sit on the chair next to Hu Yanxiu and said, "The old man meets, don't you invite me to have a cup of tea?"

Hu Yan Xiu is also a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and he only looked so unbearable when he saw the rebirth of the dead before, but now after listening to the words of the poor tiger, he finally relieved himself.

"Please...."After Hu Yanxiu finished speaking, he also sat down, and he made a cup of tea just now and put it in front of the poor tiger.

With the entrance of the tea fragrance, Lianhu smiled again and said: "The Mengding Stone Flower of the Tang Dynasty is really a nostalgic taste. ”

"In the past, he decided to go away from the desert, Hu Yanxiu understood that it was probably impossible to go back in this life, and now there is not much tea left, if you come two years late, you may not be able to drink it. Hu Yanxiu spoke and made himself a glass at the same time.

After taking a sip, Hu Yanxiu asked, "I don't know how Xia Jian escaped... Seeing that your appearance is still the same as it was thirty years ago, if it weren't for your profound aura, I would have thought that your son had come to seek revenge. ”

"Hahaha, it's a good Hu Yanxiu, I haven't seen you for decades, and now I am sarcastic when I meet........" Speaking of this, Lianhu slowly took another sip of the Montale Stone Flower, and then said softly: "Without it, with the cold river flowing for thirty years, naturally there will be no change." ”

"This Heaven is really good enough for you, and it will give you good luck every time you are bound to die......... Hu Yanxiu, envy. Looking at this person who escaped in his hands twice, Hu Yanxiu couldn't help but complain.

The tiger looked up at the snowflakes in the sky slightly, then carried the teacup and said, "Maybe this world is too cold, so it expects someone to make it warmer...... It's a pity that in the end, this tea is still cold. ”

After saying that, the tiger poured the tea in the teacup into the snow, and when the tea was finished, it was time to draw the sword.

Seeing this, Hu Yanxiu snorted coldly and asked, "Recently, all the barbarian tribes have lost contact, are you the ghost?"

"Like.... There are so many people killed that I can't remember clearly, sorry. With a faint reply, the tiger put on the mask in his hand again.

Although the barbarians often slaughtered the enemy, hearing that their own tribe was slaughtered, Hu Yanxiu was still terrified in his heart. I saw Hu Yanxiu drop the teacup in his hand on the snow and said: "You shouldn't give me a chance, if you come in and kill me with a sword, then your great revenge will be avenged!"

The tiger didn't speak, he didn't even glance at it, as if the enemy in front of him couldn't get into his eyes at all, even though these armies were many times more than the ones that had besieged him in the past.

Seeing this, Hu Yanxiu laughed a few times and said: "It's been thirty years! The strength of my barbarian clan has long been stronger than before! Originally, Hu Yanxiu didn't plan to return to the Central Plains in this life! But when you came, I suddenly felt that the journey of the barbarians should be in the Central Plains! You can escape twice, Huyanxiu doesn't believe that you can escape a third time, and when you die, the barbarian army will be able to go back!"

Afterwards, Hu Yanxiu said loudly: "Listen to my orders! wind, fire, mountains, forests!"

When he finally spoke, he replied lightly, "Are you finished?" As the words fell, the snowflies changed their appearance, they were no longer soft snowflakes, but like sharp blades!

Snowflakes fall and fall on people, blooming with pieces of blood....... Snowflakes and blood flowers blend together, forming the most beautiful picture...

After a heavy snowfall, the royal city was silent...... In the heavy snow, the poor tiger walked out of the barbarian royal city with a box.

"Let's go, go home. After the tiger picked up Xiao Ling'er on his back, he turned around and walked in the direction he came.

Zhuang Yun glanced at the barbarian royal city that was covered by ice and snow, then picked up Yang Yue'er and said, "Yue'er, let's go home." ”

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Soon after, they returned to Yanmen Pass, and the three of them went deep into the desert together, but now they came back with four people. Zhuang Yun looked at this Xiongguan, looked at the statue of the sword in the city, and then recalled what happened in the past month.

"Alas........ Seniors, the next journey, I hope that the seniors will cherish it. After a sigh, Zhuang Yun carried Yang Yue'er on his back and left Lianhu and Xiao Ling'er. Perhaps, as the Poor Tiger said at the beginning, if you go with you on this trip, some will only be disappointed...... The hero of the dream is gone, but there is a murderous demon in his head.

"Cherish...."The Mercy Tiger whispered a word and then left with the little bell on his back.

"Daddy.... Daddy..... Where do we go next. ”

"Qinhuai River!"

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Qinhuai River, Qinhuai River, the most beautiful place in the Tang Dynasty in the past, in fact, is not how beautiful its scenery is, but the people on the Qinhuai River are very beautiful, if there is really a fairy, then she must be on this Qinhuai River, because the most beautiful and talented women in the world have appeared here....... It's a pity that no matter how shocking the world's face, under the washing of war and time, it has now become a pile of white bones.

The glory of the past is gone, and the dream of the talented and beautiful woman has really become a dream after a war. Today's Qinhuai River is really only the Qinhuai River.

Lianhu and Xiao Ling'er looked at the lonely Qinhuai River, and for some reason, they felt melancholy in their hearts.........

"Daddy, is there really a fairy on this Qinhuai River?" Xiao Ling'er couldn't help asking.

"Yes!" said in a tone of affirmation, as if he had seen it.

After hearing this, Xiao Ling'er raised her head to look at her father, and then continued to ask softly, "Then where did they go?"

"What can't be left in the world, naturally go back to heaven......." After saying that, Lianhu laughed twice, as if he himself was also satisfied with this explanation.

After looking at the Qinhuai River for a long time, they never found a boat to go to the river, they just stood on the bank and watched...... Maybe it's because there is no one in the Qinhuai River.

"Okay, let's scatter the ashes in......" said Lianhu as he gently touched Little Ling'er's hair.

.....After Xiao Ling'er nodded, she scattered Yang Xiu's mother's ashes in the Qinhuai River, and the woman they didn't know the name of the woman had finally returned to her hometown.

But at this time, a strong wind blew, and the ashes that fell were instantly blown to the sky by the strong wind......

"Daddy! Look, they really went back to heaven!" Xiao Ling'er was very happy to see this scene, because what Daddy said was true, they really went back to heaven, and the world couldn't keep them!