Chapter Ninety-Five: Spectating the Battle
Outside the city of Yuzhou a day ago. ,
A girl wearing a plain blue and white brocade round-necked shirt is walking on the official road with a round face and a drooping core mustache.
Suddenly, the elegant girl turned her head and glanced behind her, the ancient city of Yuzhou seemed so small among the mountains. The girl stopped, and the round-faced mustache followed.
"Xiu, don't you still miss Yuzhou City a little?" asked the maid Mo'er.
"Mo'er, let's go back. The girl said lightly.
"But Xiu, you need to preside over the annual meeting of the Medical Academy. The maid Mo'er was very puzzled.
"The annual meeting of the Medical College is irrelevant, and I fear that his family will be in danger. Bian Su asked, "At the Li family's annual meeting, I found that a few people were sneaky and had bad intentions. Moreover, the city lord of Yuzhou once visited me, and I found that he was also a ruthless person, quite heroic. ”
"Show you" Mo'er stopped halfway through her words. She actually wanted to say, Xiu, why do you care so much about him? He is just a registered disciple of yours, and you usually don't care so much about the official genius disciples of the medical family⊥ even if he is a member of the medical family, you are the head of the medical family, and you should not ask about the affairs of his family.
However, she knew Bian Su's temper, and she didn't ask this sentence.
"You want to ask why I care so much about him, right?" Bian Suwen said lightly, "His alchemy talent is rare in a hundred years, and I don't want such a genius to die prematurely." ”
"Huh" The maid Mo'er patted her chest and let out a long breath. "I see. ”
"Do you have a random idea in your heart?" asked Zhengsedao.
Mo'er didn't dare. Mo'er bowed her head and said.
The master and servant turned around and began to march towards Yuzhou City, at this time. Bian Suwen's heart was also a little uneasy. She was asking herself if she really went back because of his talent?
In her heart. What I remember most about Li Changsheng is his demonic alchemy talent, nor his superb swordsmanship. Rather, it was his posture of chanting poetry and dancing swords at the selection meeting.
On the stage of the selection competition, the young man danced the sword and sang "The golden bottle of sake fights ten thousand, and the jade plate is shy and ten thousand dollars", how heroic and free?
When he read, "If you want to cross the Yellow River and the ice of the river, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang." The boy who suffered boundless setbacks made her feel pity.
And when he recited the last sentence, there would be a time when the wind and waves would break through, and it would be a time to hang on the clouds and sail into the sea. A certain heartstring in Bian Suwen's heart seemed to be gently plucked - this young man was not depressed, he had strong self-confidence. Open-mindedness and positive demeanor make people feel broken
Perhaps, I really just cherish his talent. Biansu asked to tell herself.
"So handsome!" When he saw Li Changsheng summon the book spirit, he read the first sentence, 'Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook, Shuang Xueming.' ' time. Mo'er, who was hidden above the building in the distance, said to Xiu beside him, "If it weren't for Xiu, you would come back, and I, Mo'er, would never have had the opportunity to see such a wonderful scene in my life." ”
The hands of the Li family and the three major families at the beginning of the war, they just watched quietly from the sidelines and did not help. As Bian Suwen, it is not appropriate to meddle in the affairs of the disciple family, a strong person of her level can destroy a state and county with a single hand, if they all have to participate in these battles casually, I am afraid that the Han Empire will already be in chaos. Besides, in the mind of Bian Su asked. Other people's lives don't matter, she only needs to help Li Changsheng alone.
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. When Li Changsheng read this sentence. When a sword flies, killing an elder-level powerhouse like a meteor chasing the moon. Mo'er was even more heartbroken. staring at Li Changsheng with hooked eyes, she felt that Li Changsheng was so handsome at this moment. So chic.
And Bian Suwen was agitated in her heart, she saw Li Changsheng make a peerless poem again today.
"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. "When they saw Li Changsheng in the enemy group, like entering a no-man's land, killing them like slaughtering ants, like cutting grass mustard, Bian Suwen and Mo'er were also shocked.
"Xiu, is he the reincarnation of the Killing God? It's so terrifying!" Even if the follower Bian Suwen had seen Mo'er, who had seen countless dead people, she couldn't help but feel a little scared for Li Changsheng's wanton killing.
"It's not the horror of killing gods, it's the kind of pleasure and revenge. Bian Suwen said lightly. "The killing god Bai Qi slaughtered 400,000 people in Zhao State back then, and all he killed were civilians and prisoners of war. He kills people for no reason, and pursues the way of killing, so he is a god of killing. And Li Changsheng killed his own enemy, which was a happy revenge. ”
"It's a matter of brushing off the clothes to hide deep with the name. From this sentence, they saw the heroism of this happy swordsman.
"Xiu, Li Changsheng has to face so many masters now, do you want to make a move?" Mo'er asked with a wink.
"Let's take a look at it again. Bian Suwen said lightly.
At this time, Li Changsheng had already ordered the silver spear guards of the Li family to go out and snipe the crossbowmen, and he had to face the elders of the seven three major families alone.
"You're looking for death!" One of the elders' tone was extremely cold, Li Changsheng asked the silver spear guard to kill the people outside, which was equivalent to not giving the three major families a way out, and wanted to annihilate the enemy and wipe them all out☆ Although Changsheng was strong, they didn't believe that he was a teenager who could deal with so many masters.
On top of the building in another place, Li Zhan was still fighting fiercely with Chen Dachang ☆ Fei was facing the head of the Zou family, and he couldn't be separated for a while. They also vaguely heard the situation below, but in the face of the master's attack, they had no time to care about the following.
"Today, I will take your blood and sacrifice my serpent sword. Li Changsheng's eyes were extremely cold.
At this moment, the book spirit above his head is still dazzling, the sword spirit, and the sword spirit is still murderous☆ The eight sentences in front of Changsheng are just the beginning, the book spirit and the sword spirit are like a person who is a good wine, and only one sip of a jar of wine. They are restless and restless, desperate to drink more to quench their hunger and thirst.
"Xiu, is Li Changsheng's poem finished?" Mo'er asked. Even if she didn't study much poetry and books, she only studied the Su Wen that He Xiu learned, but she also vaguely felt that Li Changsheng's first few sentences were just the beginning. If that's it, it's like there's something missing.
"It's not over, you look at his book spirit and sword spirit, and he is still restless. Bian Su asked. (