In the Dingwang Mansion of Ruian City, six-year-old Jiang Nan heard the sound and ran to greet his father and brother with short legs.

"Daddy, brother, is my aunt here?"

"Nan'er, get out of the way!" Jiang Yinuo hurriedly walked over with a tightly covered person, "Ah Zhong, go and ask for a doctor!" Find someone familiar with you, go quietly, and don't make a noise. ”

Jiang Nan stepped aside and looked behind Jiang Tong suspiciously: "Brother, where is my aunt?" Why didn't my aunt come? ”

"Nan'er, I'm afraid we won't see my aunt." Jiang Tong touched his sister's pigtails, and the thousands of tastes in his chest were indescribable.

When he was five years old, he had a relationship with Aunt Shiyin, but he was too young to remember much. Later, I heard what my father said, when my aunt first came to Ruian, just in time for the once-in-a-decade martial arts duel between Dawei and Beihu, so she masked and tied her hair to fight on behalf of the Jiang family and became famous all over the world.

In the past ten years, countless people have quietly inquired about the news, intending to know who the masked woman is, and even His Majesty has asked several times. They have always kept their mouths shut, but they don't know the origin of their aunt, saying that the women in the rivers and lakes want to become famous, and they have nothing to do with the Jiang family.

Such a lie naturally can't deceive anyone, but they really don't know more information, they don't know where their aunt has gone in the past ten years, what she has done, when she became a parent, and they don't know what happened this time to make it what it is today.

"Why can't you see it? Nan'er has never seen her aunt, Nan'er wants to see her aunt compete in martial arts and beat those bad people. Jiang Nan was naïve, she didn't know what the words "can't see" meant.

"Nan'er, my aunt is tired, so we can't see each other."

"Oh." Jiang Nan gnawed his fingers and asked, "Brother, who is daddy hugging?" ”

"It's Sister Qi."

"It's my aunt's sister, isn't it?"

"Hmm."

"Great! Hehe, Nan'er finally has a sister. Nan'er wants to play with her, is she as powerful as her aunt? ”

Looking at his sister's innocent smiling face, Jiang Tong couldn't laugh at all.

In the past thirty years, my grandfather severed contact with Dingwangfu, and finally my aunt came back, but it became like this again. As the only concubine in Dingwangfu, he had a premonition that the Jiang family was going to be in trouble: "Nan'er, if anyone asks about my aunt and Sister Qi, don't say it." Did You Know? ”

"Why?"

"If you can't say it, you can't say it, Nan'er just needs to remember it."

"Okay then." Although Jiang Nan was only six years old, he looked at his brother's solemn face and agreed obediently.

"Let's go, let's go see your sister Qi together."

"The Dawei Jiang clan, the military martial arts that the world looks up to, and the Beihu warriors have admired it for generations...... Ten years later, we hesitate day and night to wash away the shame of ten years...... Today, with the sincerity of the Beihu country, we sincerely invite the Jiang clan to fight in ten days, and the ten battles will not be fought if they are not the blood relatives of the Jiang clan, and they cannot fight......"

Jiang Yinuo silently finished reading the Beihu War Book with a solemn face, and his brows were tightly knit.

"Father, what does the letter say?"

"Alas! Eventful period. Jiang Yinuo handed the war book to his beloved son, looked up and sighed.

The battle between the warriors of Beihu and Dawei is an event that has been handed down since the time of Gaozu, and it is a competition every ten years. This time, it happened to be the period of ten years, and the envoy of Beihu entered Beijing, and according to the old practice, he took the lead in sending the war letter to the Jiang family of Dingwang, but it was unusual, and it was pointed out that the blood relatives of the Jiang family should fight, which was to cut off the possibility of others fighting on behalf of the Jiang family.

Jiang Tong hurriedly finished browsing and was shocked: "Father, what should we do?" Beihu pointed out that only the Jiang family could fight, and my aunt was no longer there, this time, who in my family could still play? ”

The former Dingwang Jiangtai and the Yin Guoshi were known as the two great martial arts masters in the world, and they abandoned the throne and went into hiding thirty years ago, and since then they have cut off contact with the Dingwang Mansion, leaving only the righteous son Jiang Yinuo to inherit the title and support the Jiang family for 30 years.

The defeat of the Jiang family has long been premonitored, Jiang Yinuo and his son Jiang Tong are mediocre, and they have not inherited the vast mastery, which is not enough to fight against Beihu.

"It's been thirty years, and it's still coming. Child, the days ahead are going to be difficult. ”

"Father, why don't you let the child go to war." As soon as he spoke, he was obviously lacking in confidence.

"Child, you can't fight, Beihu has sinister intentions, and he has indicated that he wants to fight ten rounds, and you have no chance of winning. You are only fifteen years old, and the Jiang family still depends on you. There is no fluke on the martial arts. ”

"If you don't fight, you're throwing in the towel. In the future, what face will the Jiang family have to base themselves on the great power ......"

Admitting defeat means paying tribute!

"Then we can only admit it!" Jiang Yinuo got up and straightened his clothes, although he had passed the age of confusion and was tired of the decay of his family and grew old prematurely, but the arrogance of the high-ranking family back then could be vaguely seen between his eyebrows.

"Thirty years ago, Dawei was initially decided, Beihu eyed the borderlands of our country, and the strong army went south to capture more than a dozen cities in Dawei, and sent ten masters to Beijing to challenge. Your grandfather took the mighty warrior to fight ten consecutive battles with the North Hoo, personally beheaded the right king of the North Bird and the first great martial artist, destroyed the arrogance of the North Bird, and shocked the Quartet.

After this battle, the famous masters of Beihu were either killed or abolished, and the dignified right kings of the royal family were killed in the martial arts. In response to this defeat, Beihu was unwilling, and agreed to fight in the next ten years, and the loser surrendered. ”