Heaven pays the destiny of heaven and labors the muscles and bones, and people refer to the immortals.

The sword body of the cliff is not dead, and the old country has been deserted since then.

Sinkholes? Xiao Yixuan's mind flashed, so dangerous! Fortunately, he was quick and quickly grabbed a big tree beside him, so that he did not fall down and picked up a life, a false alarm, but the sword on his back fell at a critical moment due to a collision, and a sword was left behind him.

Shocked out of a cold sweat soaked the whole body, in addition to the fright, Xiao Yixuan carefully inspected, and found that it was a big sinkhole, it turned out that due to the thick snow everywhere, a sinkhole was covered by dead branches and leaves and snow, Xiao Yixuan found a large stone and threw it into the sinkhole, but he didn't hear a sound, you can imagine how deep this sinkhole is.

If you don't hold the tree in time, the whole person will fall into it and it will be doomed. Xiao Yixuan looked carefully for a long time, except for not going down the cliff, he searched all around the empty piece of land, and he didn't find the sword handed down from his ancestors.

In distress this time, Xiao Yixuan decided to take the official road, where is there still the shadow of officers and soldiers in such a big snow. finally walked out of the mountains and forests to the official road, rode horses and whips, and rushed a lot of roads all the way.

The road was as bright as day against the snow, Xiao Yixuan traveled day and night, and finally arrived near a checkpoint before dawn on this day, he quietly dismounted and submerged into the mountain forest, and crossed the mountain to be the border of the Han Kingdom.

The psychology of wanting to be free, let him persevere over the mountain, and when he saw the Han State Boundary Monument, Xiao Yixuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and rode on the horse for another ride, the people were sleepy and the horses were tired, and he couldn't walk, and he felt that he could fall asleep on horseback.

happened to see a ruined temple on the side of the road, Xiao Yixuan turned over and dismounted, intending to spend the night here, so he tied the horse to a pillar in the temple, and found that there were some straws on the ground, and there were several fragments of pages, most of the words on which were illegible. It should have been left by a passer-by in front of me to stay overnight. The poor horse was also very hungry, so he had a full meal on the withered grass, and Xiao Gongzi leaned against the corner of the wall and soon fell asleep.

Suddenly, a rickety old man with white hair and beard walked up to Xiao Yixuan on crutches and said:

"Hey, young man, wake up, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time, and he has finally waited for you."

"Who is so annoying, I was woken up just after falling asleep, I'm so sleepy!"

"The old man saw that you had the appearance of an emperor, and pointed out the maze for you, went north, met Guo Nai'an, and began to show up over the years, his eyes were bright, and he should be prophesyed."

After the old man finished speaking, he knocked Xiao Yixuan's head with a cane, and suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Yixuan woke up suddenly, although the sky was not yet bright, but the ruined temple set off by the snow was unobstructed, where was there anyone? Quickly stood up and walked to the gate of the temple, the ground was completely snowed, and there was not even a footprint, how could there be any white-bearded old man? Xiao Yixuan was puzzled, was he dreaming? But it obviously felt so real, and it really hurt to touch the place where it was knocked on the head with my hand.

Xiao Yixuan shook his head and didn't think about it, ready to sleep for a while, but no matter what, he couldn't sleep anymore.

On a snowy night, in a dilapidated temple with wind on all sides, it is a very cruel thing to not be able to sleep, which will only make people feel cold from the inside out, so Xiao Yixuan decided that since he can't rest, he might as well hurry, after all, he just crossed the border and can't relax his vigilance.

So, untie the reins and continue to hurry, the white-bearded old man in the dream said that he would go north to meet Guo Nai'an, anyway, he was walking aimlessly, so he simply went north, maybe one day he really made a name for himself, and he was qualified to go back to find Yan'er.

It was a lonely cold night, and the road was empty. When the morning was almost dawn, I came to a street, and saw a notice posted on the corner wall in front of me, so I stepped forward to take a look, and this look scared out of a cold sweat, only to see that the notice said to arrest a person surnamed Xiao, it would not be such a coincidence! I have escaped from the border, I am in the Han country, and I am still arrested? Looking at the portrait next to it, it is extremely blurry and somewhat illegible.

Xiao Yixuan hurriedly got on the horse and ran all the way, thinking that this surname Xiao was really not good, and he would be arrested wherever he went, and an idea came to his heart, anyway, no one here knew him, so it was better to change his name and surname.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Yixuan turned over and dismounted, took advantage of no one, knelt down and bowed three times in the direction of Nanmian's house, and said softly:

"Daddy is on top! Please forgive the child for being unfilial! Change your name today and steal your life, just for the day in the future, you will be ashamed of the enemy. ”

What's the name? Xiao Yixuan thought about it, his situation reminded him of the Zhao orphan, and he was also the enemy of the Zhao family, so the surname Zhao suddenly appeared in his mind, and the fragment that he accidentally saw in the broken temple had the word Kuangyin on it, so it was called Zhao Kuangyin.

My Yan'er, from now on, there is one less Xiao Yixuan in this world, but there is one more Zhao Kuangyin, and I will pick you up when I Zhao Kuangyin gets ahead.

The day dawned, and the wind and snow stopped at some point, and a long-lost red sun rose from the sky.

Walked to a steamed bun shop, in order to celebrate the new life, Xiao Yixuan ate three catties of steamed buns in one go, the clothes on his body had not been washed for too long, and they were already dirty and torn, fortunately, before escaping, Murong Zifeng and Li Gongzi gave all the silver, bought a few clothes, and then found an inn to take a bath, and took a new name.

Xiao Yat Xuan set off with a new look, all the way to the north, when passing by a small Taoist temple, he felt hungry and was ready to stop to ask for something to eat. As soon as he dismounted, suddenly, he seemed to hear a woman's cry, and if he listened closely, it seemed to be a young woman's desperate and suppressed whimper.

How can there be a woman's cry in the Taoist temple? The more Xiao Yixuan thought about it, the more abrupt he felt, so he decided to go and find out.

Following the sound, the sound came from an attic, Xiao Yixuan was about to step forward, and saw a person approaching.

"This is a quiet view, and the poor road is the master of this view, dare to ask the donor what is the matter?"

Xiao Yixuan frowned and thought: Could it be that the six roots of this monk are not pure and have evil thoughts? A sense of justice arose, and he taught the Taoists a lesson:

"The place of monks should be quiet and inactive, and the red dust is not clean, why are there women crying and crying in the view? It must be indecent and illegal, right? Today's events, if the Lord can explain clearly, then it is good to say, if you want to deceive, as soon as you become a monk, if you do something that loses your conscience, I Zhao will never spare it, and then don't blame me for leveling this temple! ”

Seeing that the visitor was not good, the viewer trembled in fright and said: "The hero is angry!" There is indeed a beauty in the Golden Pavilion, but it is not a poor beauty. No, no, no, the poor road doesn't dare to think about it, don't be angry, please sit down and listen to the poor road. ”

Guan Zhu thought to himself, just met two robbers, this is another master who can't be provoked, and hurriedly made a good pot of tea for Xiao Yixuan.

"Don't want to get these sloppy eyes with me, hurry up and tell me what's going on?" Xiao Yixuan's anger came up.

"Dare to ask the hero's name?"

"Under Zhao Kuangyin."

"Seeing that Zhao Daxia is also a chivalrous and courageous person, he said bluntly, there is indeed a peerless beauty upstairs, this woman and his father a few days ago, on the way to the incense met the gangsters, the two robbers saw that this woman was really beautiful, so they robbed her here, and the two robbers had the heart to take it for themselves, and wanted to keep it for themselves as a wife, but the competition for this started to fight, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser." Seeing that Xiao Yixuan was listening attentively, the viewer relieved himself and took a sip of tea and continued to preach:

"In the end, one of the robbers came up with an idea, and the two discussed it and felt that it was feasible, so they coerced Poor Dao to temporarily detain this woman in the Tibetan Gold Pavilion, and after they found another woman, the two married at the same time, who knew that they had not returned for more than a month, and Poor Dao saw that the robbers were extremely vicious, and they couldn't afford to provoke them, so they did as they said."

When the resolute Xiao Yixuan heard this, he not only hated the lawlessness of the gangsters, but also felt ashamed of the help and abuse of the master, he glared at the master vigorously, and suddenly the justice was awe-inspiring, and the blood boiled all over his body. So, an arrow rushed up to the attic and twisted the iron lock with his bare hands.

"Hero, I can't help it, how can I explain to the ferocious robber!"

Seeing this, the viewer stood in the courtyard and waved his hand to Xiao Yixuan in the attic. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to it at all, he had to sigh and shake his head.

Xiao Yixuan pushed open the door and saw a young woman tied hands and feet, shrunk in the corner of the wall and trembling sadly, so he stepped forward to untie her hands and feet with Yan Yuese.

He said softly: "Don't be afraid, girl, in Zhao Kuangyin, I learned that the girl was kidnapped by a wicked person, and I have the heart to rescue you, but I don't know the girl's name, who is it?" ”

Zhao Jingniang cried to Xiao Yixuan: "The little girl Zhao Jingniang, fifteen years old, lives in Puzhou, thank you for the chivalrous rescue, and she will repay her in the future!" ”

"It's not to reciprocate by saving you, it's just that you can't turn a blind eye when the road is uneven."

Zhao Jingniang said again: "I'm worried that even if the hero lets me go, the robbers will still be able to catch me back after a while, and then only death can preserve my innocence, can the hero save people to the end?" ”

In front of the beauty, Xiao Yixuan patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, girl, you and I are the same clan, and I will escort you all the way back to your hometown safely." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Yixuan swept through thousands of troops, swept the scriptures and spread them all over the ground, and the room looked embarrassed, making the spectators standing on the side tremble.

Xiao Yixuan turned to the viewer and said, "Send the girl back to her hometown, if the robber comes back to ask for someone, the viewer will say that the person has been rescued by her brother." ”

The viewer nodded in fright, and when the two of them went downstairs, they quietly wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads and watched them leave.

Xiao Yixuan gently hugged Zhao Jingniang on the horse, stepped on the horse and walked away all the way.

Seeing that it was getting late, passing by a place called Lingshi, Xiao Yixuan was going to rest at the station there for a night, and then hurried away at dawn, but he didn't think that he had just laid down when he heard his jade lion screaming.

There are actually horse thieves who are worried about the jade lion in the night?