Maybe people who haven't read Buwulu can't understand it.

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First sight

"Why did you kill your uncle?"

The fifteen-year-old boy with long aqua blue hair slowly raised his head when he heard this cold question.

The woman's eyebrows, eyes or facial features are not peerless, but all these combined to form a beauty that completely suffocates the young man, and cannot be described by any words in the world.

He ...... He has usurped my father's inheritance!"

Zhuang Lingxiao's eyes were a little stubborn, and he replied, but his words trembled a little.

Seven days ago, in less than a snap of his fingers, he drew his sword and stabbed his uncle and five cousins to death at a banquet, shocked the soldiers of the city, and recaptured his father's home, without a trace of trembling palms.

The woman in front of her is as bright as the bright moon, but it can make the bright moon gloomy.

She didn't say anything more, and turned away.

The boy stared silently at her back.

This gaze is a lifetime.

Two demon girls

The woman opposite was dressed in red, with flowers and branches, and her brilliance was dazzling.

Zhuang Lingxiao knew that it was Sheng Zuixiang, the leader of the Ashina Sect.

Since Wang Jiansheng infiltrated the Goryeo Peninsula adjacent to Yanliao, and Ma Qiancheng also drove Murong Xue Village in Qingzhou to Youzhou as a guest general, Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden began the journey of "fighting lions and tigers in the south and rejecting Luming in the north".

In just a few years, that woman had invaded Beiyan more than once, but she always retreated at the slightest touch, and she didn't dare to confront Shang Qingying head-on.

In Zhuang Lingxiao's opinion, the so-called demon girl and fairy are simply the biggest joke in the world, between the confrontation of the military gods, this bewildering girl is just taking advantage of the tight strength of Beiyan to play a dozen side balls.

A few years ago, Her Highness did not spend a single soldier, but she was trapped almost immobile.

Shang Qingying had already pulled out the spear in his hand, and the cold air was shining.

A beautiful woman dressed in red chuckled, like a silver bell, and red smoke flew in her palm.

After a few rounds of confrontation, the gun shook in the air, and the woman in red was shocked and flew back a few feet, but it was a lotus foot volley, and she spun around and fell into the young man's arms.

"He's such a cute boy. The enchantress suddenly lifted his jaw, and her eyes were soft to the bone.

The delicate body made the young man a little embarrassed, but his heartbeat increased slightly.

"Shameless!"

The woman in white looked at her like electricity, and scolded angrily like breaking ice and snow, and her eyes were cast to this side.

Sheng Zuixiang smiled like a silver bell and floated away again.

Zhuang Lingxiao shuddered, but his heart was inexplicably relieved.

Even though millions of people admired the lazy luxury of the enchantress, in his eyes, it was nothing more than mud and dust.

Three Lingxiao

Thousands of horses in the north of the sky, a feather in the sky.

There are 30,000 iron horsemen in Yanshan, and the most elite is the Yangbei people with no more than 1,000 people.

Hundreds of bloody battles have earned Zhuang Lingxiao such a title, but there is no trace of scars left on his body.

But that's not what he cared about.

Every night of the full moon, the peerless woman would dance the sword on the high cliff of Yanshan, and the young man would sit lonely at the bottom of the cliff, silently watching her cold shadow.

He silently counted the numbers.

One, two, three.

This expedition should be the fourth confrontation with the "Jiangdong Tiger".

He knew that before every war, she would drink in the same liquor store as the man.

It's just drinking together.

But when she was in Youzhou, she was in the depths of the temple by herself, drinking by herself.

Except for that man, there has never been anyone who can get drunk with her.

Four fierce battles

When the dense fog dissipated, the flags were staggered, and the hills outside Guanggu City were instantly covered with rivers of blood.

The crippled division of the Jiangdong Army seemed to realize that his plan had failed completely, and put the whole army in danger.

He danced the glittering iron crutch and roared.

"The Sword Saint disciple is here, who dares to fight?"

One of the three major military divisions of Beifu, Flax Modo Kansky, was born in the West.

Although he was crippled and short, he was a true descendant of the Sword Saint, and his master, the Eagle who shattered the void and entered the Heavenly Realm fifteen years ago, was the only one who had ascended in two hundred years.

Iron crutches flew, cold rays and blood flowers splashed ink in the air to paint, and the brave soldiers of Yanshan flew in mid-air one by one, and when they fell to the ground, they had become lifeless corpses.

Zhuang Lingxiao sneered.

He danced the sword in his hand, and the sword bloomed a dazzling blue.

The sword is fast, the horse is faster.

The ice-blue light was fleeting.

The head with unkempt hair and a halberd was already in his hand, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.

It's just a sword.

The boy was instantly overwhelmed by the tidal wave of cheers.

But he didn't have the slightest smug look.

His gaze was fixed on the top of the hill.

Her Highness stabbed him three times in a row, the first two times he was blocked by the man with a military fan, but the last one stabbed him in the shoulder, and the blood was profuse.

The reserves of the Beifu army had already arrived, and seeing that Shang Qingying, who could not take off the head of that person, he fought his way out of the encirclement and rode away.

But Zhuang Lingxiao could see it clearly, when she stabbed him, there was a look of regret in her eyes!

At this moment, he would rather his mind freeze there.

Five rebellions

"Sister Saintess, long time no see. ”

"If it's a cute boy, you should be forgiven for doing something wrong, right?"

The years have passed, but it has not eroded the elegance of these two beautiful women in the world.

Although Ashina has been an enemy of Beiyan for many years, the relationship is also intertwined, and when Sheng Zuixiang knew that Zhuang Lingxiao's rebellion was doomed to failure, he gave up support and turned to mediate.

As the sun sets, the gates slowly open.

Zhuang Lingxiao was dressed in plain clothes, tied his hands, and couldn't kneel for a long time.

"Get up. ”

Shang Qingying's voice was indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

The scene transitions to the inner chamber of the temple.

Zhuang Lingxiao took out a letter from his arms and handed it into Shang Qingying's hand tremblingly.

"The subordinates wanted to wait for the day the city was broken and mark this letter with their own hearts and blood. ”

The young man, whose face was still as delicate as water, bowed down respectfully and said calmly.

"That's the idea. ”

Shang Qingying said casually.

"Only the alliance of dragons, tigers, and lions can stop Wu Feng, the demon king who destroys everything. ”

He has made this suggestion many times. Therefore, everyone thought that his rebellion this time was caused by Ma Qiancheng's instigation because of unfair rewards.

Zhuang Lingxiao's voice became solemn: "There can be no more internal friction, just relying on the princes of the northwest to form an encirclement network, it is not the opponent of the demon king at all!"

Shang Qingying shook his head: "But the name of righteousness can't be given up easily." If we negotiate peace with Ma Qiancheng and Wang Jiansheng, how can we convince those wealthy families who trust us?"

"Her Highness the Holy Maiden!" Zhuang Lingxiao's voice began to tremble: "When we do dirty work, we don't mind getting stained with blood and becoming the sharpest sword of His Highness the Holy Maiden." The funds are insufficient, and Arijiang is responsible for selling prisoners of war into slavery and replenishing military funds to preserve the purity and innocence of His Highness. But today, His Royal Highness must personally tear off the mask of hypocrisy of benevolence and righteousness, and it is possible to defeat the demon king who is trying to destroy all order! In the troubled times, even false righteousness is bound to be burdened by it, and only by completely unscrupulous means can it be ......."

Shang Qingying waved his hand and sighed.

"I know what you mean—but let me think about it a little longer. ”

Zhuang Lingxiao was stunned, groaned for a long time, and finally fell silent.

He knew that Her Highness had her pride.

Now that the lonely lord of the Western Desert, Scurry, has begun to fight with the Divine Hall, if the remaining three of the four major military gods are also involved in the siege, she will feel disdainful of such a victory.

But Zhuang Lingxiao also has his own selfishness.

If there is no longer a war with Koto.

Then Her Highness would have no more reason to drink in the tavern with that person.

Six tears

Laughter is also a lifetime, and tears are also a lifetime, so there is no need to shed tears.

This is the motto of Her Highness the Holy Maiden, so even when she is drunk, no one has ever seen her shed a single tear.

But when she got the news of that man's death, she almost dried up the tears of her life.

Even during his lifetime, she prayed countless times in the temple, praying that the evil and unkind military lord of Beifu would be punished by heaven, and that the Yanshan Iron Cavalry would break through Jiangdong and burn Jinling City and the Jingkou camp in Beifu to the ground.

"According to the official version, he died of an old illness and went mad. Zhuang Lingxiao had mixed feelings in his heart, and slowly reported: "But there is also gossip that it was Shiro who colluded with Wu Feng and Li Xun and killed him." ”

Shiro Cui Tianlai is the heir of Ma Qiancheng, both wise and brave, and is regarded by the Jiangdong people as a new generation of military gods.

Shiro's mother was the daughter of one of the four great generals of Qingxu that year, and his maternal grandfather was Ma Qiancheng's brother-in-law.

In order to marry, the elder sister of Ma Qiancheng, the head of the previous generation of Beifu Army, married the head of the Suwa Taisha Shrine, who had just lost his wife.

Later, Ma Qiancheng swept away the four generals of Qingxu and killed his brother-in-law with his own hands, and the daughter of the ex-wife of the Suwa owner, Koyi Hime, was ordered by him to find a place to support her.

Later, the merry Ma Qiancheng had a relationship with his niece, who was not related by blood, so many people rumored that Shiro was actually Ma Qiancheng's illegitimate son.

And this matter was also used by Shang Qingying as an important excuse to attack the other party: **** niece, corrupt and incest, like a beast.

After Ma Qiancheng's death, Shiro was grief-stricken, ordered a grand funeral, and sighed: If it weren't for the early death of the honorable, Wu Feng and Li Xun would have died and had no place to be buried.

But Zhuang Lingxiao saw the facts clearly from the suspicious surface.

Wu Feng's western front was tight and unable to rescue Li Xun, and Shiro was also eager to grab the position.

Therefore, he signed an agreement with Shiro, instigating Li Xun to abandon the fortified city and go out of the city in order to suffer a defeated battle, at the cost of a large number of loyal and brave Mikawa soldiers and several castles, in exchange for Ma Qiancheng's carelessness, and then Shiro created an opportunity, and the two sides joined forces to launch an assassination.

In this way, it would be possible to kill a saint-level powerhouse.

The Jiangdong side won a nominal victory and several cities, while Wu Feng gained overall stability. As for the sacrificed Mikawa people, how could the demon king care?

Despite this, his subordinates still suggested forming an alliance with Shiro and joining forces with the three to fight against the Demon King. Zhuang Lingxiao said seriously: "Cui Tianlai is vicious and wise, and he really has the style of Ma Qiancheng......"

Shang Qingying muttered, "Such a master-killing disciple...... Let me think again. ”

Zhuang Lingxiao could only bow his head and sigh.

However, just half a year later, Shang Qingying led tens of thousands of iron horsemen to encounter Cui Tianlai's 800 soldiers.

She could have taken off the opponent's head with one shot, but she retreated far away, allowing the opponent to chase and kill dozens of knights in her palace.

The reason is that he loves Cui Tianlai and is brave, so he wants to fulfill the martial name of the younger generation.

But Zhuang Lingxiao understood.

It's just that kid is probably the man's own flesh and blood!

Seven Tuo Gu

"You can support a six-foot lonely, you can send a hundred miles of life, and you can't take it away when you are on the big day. Gentlemen, gentlemen, too. ”

The woman in white on the sickbed was already as beautiful as gold paper, but the peerless beauty was better than usual.

Her eyes were fixed on the trembling man, and the once beautiful young man was now full of weather.

"I haven't listened to you all these years, and I owe you so much. Shang Qingying sighed weakly: "But my sister's daughter is still entrusted to you, please assist her to become the next generation of saints and protect Yanshan." ”

When Wu Feng's enemies had been wiped out, Shang Qingying sent his troops south to engage the Divine Hall.

At this time, just under the command of Ji Hongyan, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, there were as many as 50,000 soldiers.

However, in the face of Shang Qingying's prestige, Bai Choufei, the deputy hall master of the Divine Hall, fled without a fight, and Ji Hongyan fought against 30,000 Yanshan iron cavalry with 50,000 soldiers.

But just like the end of Ma Qiancheng, this is also Wu Feng's plan to abandon his son. When he returned to the school, Shang Qingying was found by Wu Feng to assassinate him, Wu Feng, Ji Hongyan, Wu Shanyu, Yun Shuiyi, Xu Danxian, including the top masters of the Shentang, surrounded and killed with all their might, but they were also killed by Shang Qingying.

But Shang Qingying was also hit hard, and the oil ran out.

Zhuang Lingxiao trembled, his eyes were already full of tears, but he didn't dare to drop half a drop.

He knew the feelings of Her Highness for her sister.

Shang Qingying had told him that her sister was her first same-sex partner.

Shang Qiyin didn't worry about her simple and weak sister, so she used her body to teach her how to look spotless, how to use all her power to make herself appear pure and flawless, and how to use her body to envelop the hearts of many women in Beiyan, where women are strong, but with their cold and calm posture, they are like heavens.

When Shang Qingying asked her sister how she could know so much about an ordinary housewife like her, who had never touched power, the other party just chuckled and replied - because my sister needs these things to protect herself in the turbulent times, so my sister must think about it.

Her Royal Highness's niece, Miss Shang Qiushui, is actually just a mediocre person in Zhuang Lingxiao's eyes.

The other faction is extremely powerful, even if it has its own support, to support Shang Qiushui's position, it is inevitable that an extremely tragic civil war will occur, which will lose the strength of Beiyan.

But if it's His Highness's last wish.

He nodded heavily, tears dripping from his eyes on the woman's heart.

At this time, Shang Qingying chuckled and came over to comfort him.

"How can a boy in Yangbei cry like a little woman? This is not the Ling Xiao I know. ”

The eyes were cold, as when I first saw them.

"Forty-nine years of a dream, a glass of wine. I don't know life and death, and the years are just like a dream. ”

She closed her eyes as if she was tired, and sang in a low voice, and the faint sound of breathing also dispersed into nothingness.

The steely man watched all this silently, as if frozen, and then finally roared and cried, and tears poured down!

Eight ends

Yi Huiye deliberately shouted, "Kong Yiguang, you must have gone to steal someone's city again!"

Kong Yiguang opened his eyes wide and said, "Why do you slander people's innocence out of thin air like this......"

"What innocence? I heard the day before yesterday that you went to steal the castle of the Onodera family, and you were hanged and beaten by his family's military advisor Bai Dao. ”

Kong Yiguang's face turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead bloomed.

Even in the camp of the Beimang coalition army, these two sworn enemies can't forget the quarrel.

Kong Yiguang thinks that Yi Huiye has taken away his dear sister, but Yi Huiye is angry because he did not see popularity on the wedding night.

Coupled with the confrontation between father and son in the Yin Spirit Hall not long ago, Yi Huiye took the Sendai Army to fight with his uncle in order to support his father-in-law, and although he reconciled in the end, he hated in the end.

"Two dead boys, what are you making a fuss about?" Sheng Zuixiang said softly, but there was a powerful deterrent from a generation of female males in his eyes, which silenced the two.

It's been almost thirty years.

From the astronomical rebellion to the present, Ashina has reached its peak, and it has nominally obtained the obedience of the Yin Spirit Hall and the Sendai Demon Sect, as if he is the master of the Holy Gate.

Shuramon and Andong still ignored Ashina's announcement, but Sheng Zuixiang couldn't care about it so much.

As long as the coalition forces can defeat the Northern Yan, which was greatly damaged in the civil strife and rebellious after Shang Qingying's death, and then joined forces with Ximo and Qingcheng, there will still be a chance to compete with Wu Feng.

This is already the last hope of the Holy Gate.

The Demon Gate Coalition Army was like a tide, advancing in the direction of Liaodong.

There were more than 60,000 soldiers alone, including the elite cavalry of the Soma Gang and the Sendai Demon Sect.

On the way to the march, bad news came.

The internal response of the coalition army, who had been in rebellion for a year but made Shang Qiushui helpless, had just been attacked by Zhuang Lingxiao and taken down the head.

But Sheng Zuixiang didn't care.

In the face of the dilapidated Northern Yan, the coalition forces still had an overwhelming advantage.

Kong Yiguang and Yi Huiye were ordered to fight as vanguards.

According to Sheng Zuixiang, Kong Yiguang is good at conspiracy, and Yi Huiye is steady, which is an excellent combination.

Soon after the engagement, Kong Yiguang launched an ambush, but was disrupted by a strange army, and the two ambush soldiers killed each other.

Zhuang Lingxiao took advantage of the situation to attack, Kong Yiguang and Yi Huiye lost their armor and fled in defeat.

"It's all a mistake by that idiot of Yi Huiya. Kong Yiguang said that he firmly believed that Yi Huiye failed to cooperate with his strategy.

Kong Yiguang's head is still the same as when he stole the city. Yi Huiye thought that Kong Yiguang's third-rate strategy was too bad.

......

In the midst of the army, Zhuang Lingxiao walked slowly with a sword and a horse.

But he knew very well in his heart that the Yanshan Iron Horse was no longer the grand occasion of the past.

In the confrontation with the Divine Hall, too many elites have been lost, and now there are a large number of heavy generals who cannot return from bloody battles on the front line.

After many years of fighting, the soldiers around him have long been tired, and the veterans have old faces and dull eyes, and they are only accompanied by thin horses who are also aging.

Luckily won for a while, only because the enemy had not yet poured into the nest.

If he wants to protect Beiyan, he has no other choice.

The long wind swept, and the horses roared and Xiao Xiao.

The army of Beimang came like a tidal wave.

The warriors of Yanshan sang a great song and fought endlessly.

But in the face of an overwhelming enemy, the front continued to retreat.

Back then, Shang Qingying once defeated Wang Jiansheng's 40,000 army with 3,000 elite horsemen, but time has passed, and Yanshan, who has lost the god of war, is no longer what it was back then.

Zhuang Lingxiao galloped with his sword, and under the bearing of the old horse, he rushed back and forth in the enemy formation.

The knights of Yangbei, under the rain of arrows and the sweeping magic light, fell to the ground one after another.

Thousands of horses in the north of the sky, a feather in the sky.

When Zhuang Lingxiao came back to his senses, there was no one around him.

Thousands of horsemen have been defeated in the north, and only he, as the leader, is left.

A feather in the sky through the ages.

But to Zhuang Lingxiao's relief, his comrades-in-arms and subordinates, before each of them left, took the lives of at least three enemies.

The most elite warriors of Yanshan, their blood will not be shed in vain.

The front is already the commander of the coalition army's main formation.

A stunning woman dressed in red, the corners of her eyes have shown a few faint lines, but she is still as beautiful as ever.

Sheng Zuixiang was a little stunned, but then jumped up.

Red smoke fluttered, and the sword was like lightning.

The old horse let out a miserable neigh, and turned into blood splattering all over the sky.

When the brilliance fell, Zhuang Lingxiao suddenly felt some heat in his chest.

His long sword had already pierced into the opponent's chest, and the opponent's Heavenly Fragrance Demon Skill had also penetrated into his lungs, burning his internal organs into dust and smoke.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and the woman in front of her, the red gradually faded, and she turned into a white dress and snow.

"Marry me. ”

Zhuang Lingxiao said in a sincere but extremely firm tone.

"Good. ”

At the last moment of his life, Sheng Zuixiang remembered another teenager in a trance.

It's been a long time, and that experience is still so clear.

After that, the mountains and rivers are forever silent.

Nine ends

The commander of the coalition army was killed in battle, and the army collapsed in an instant.

Because of Zhuang Lingxiao's arrangement, although the Northern Yan Army lost its commander, it was still able to organize a pursuit and retreat in an orderly manner.

Ashina, who had lost a generation of British lords, soon fell into civil war, and Yin and Sendai also got rid of their subordination to Ashina.

A few years later, Isaimune, the son of Yi Hui Ye, rose to prominence and destroyed Ashina in a war, washing away the revenge of the astronomical rebellion of that year.

After Zhuang Lingxiao died in battle, Shang Qiushui opened the last letter left by this old minister who had worked hard all his life.

There are only three words on it.

"Live. ”

Later, the Beiyan descended to the shrine and was preserved, and the incense of the Holy Maiden Temple was prosperous and endless.