Face the music.

A light cavalry of more than 30 people, slowly stopping the horse, the heavy snow is full of bows and knives, and the strength is abnormal.

About half of the horsemen were holding torches, the first few horsemen, not wearing standard armor, surrounded by a young man with a face like a crown of jade, covered by the wind and snow, and the young man in the snow-white fox fur was squinting at the three horsemen, pursing his scarlet and slender lips, he was a handsome and noble son.

On the left hand side of the horse, a burly man holding a long lance, the blade of which is shining brightly under the light of the torch in the hand of the rider behind him.

There was also a thin monkey man with his arms around his chest, neither a bow nor a sword, but on either side of the saddle, several heads hung with blood and frozen faces.

On the right hand, there was only one person, in his forties, with a wooden expression, carrying a long sword with a pine pattern wooden sheath, the hilt of which was actually Lingzhi-shaped, and the man often covered his mouth and coughed.

The young man seemed to be closest to the middle-aged man on his right, sitting on horseback, but leaning slightly towards him.

After the middle-aged swordsman coughed, he glanced at the three horsemen who were more than fifty steps away, and said softly: "Your Highness, as I said before, it is indeed two people and one ghost, that woman is a ghost, wearing a fox skin, it is very likely that it is a fox skin beauty talisman paper from the Xu clan of Qingfeng City. ”

As soon as the middle-aged swordsman stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch some snowflakes, unexpectedly, on the palm of his hand, a finger-high exquisite charm suddenly appeared, the whole body was snow-white, and there was a pair of wings on his back, which blended with the wind and snow, so close, the little guy was not easy to notice. Presumably this is the so-called immortal scout, and its function is similar to that of the gods and men watching the mountains and rivers, except that one relies on magic and the other relies on living creatures.

"Good work. The man smiled at the little guy in his palm, took out a delicate blue and white porcelain jar from his sleeve, and the essence flew in, and the porcelain jar was slowly retracted by the man.

The young man who was honored as "Your Highness" by this swordsman raised his eyebrows, his eyes were hot, and his body tilted even more, and he smiled: " Mr. Zeng, Qingfeng City Xu's family, I have heard of it, but the queen mother is reluctant to let me go out of Beijing to become a vassal, delayed for eight years, I stay in the capital mansion all the year round, in order to avoid suspicion, and in order to save a little pen and ink money for the officials and lords of the Imperial Historical Tower, I have not had much opportunity to contact the immortal master on the mountain, this fox skin beauty rune paper, what is it, where is the wonder, Mr. Zeng is very knowledgeable, and he has traveled to the land of half a continent, and he told me to say?

When the middle-aged swordsman was speaking as a young man, it was probably the wind and snow, and his body bones could not withstand the toss, so he had already taken out a porcelain bottle, poured out two emerald green and crystal pills, the size of soybeans, raised his hand and gently patted them into his mouth, only then his face was a little ruddy, and after taking the medicine, the middle-aged man still had some smiles on his face, and said: "The Xu family sits on a thousand-year-old fox hill infested by old foxes, and forms an alliance with the Xu family, and every year they will send out a few fox skins ranging from 100 years to 300 years to create rune paper, which is exported to all parts of the Aquarius continent and is popular in most of the continents. Those immortal mansions that don't worry about fairy money, most of them have a few fox skin beauties as maids and maidservants, rune paper beauties, after landing, they are no different from living people, rune paper can also be put into the yin spirit ghost, the female ghost in front of it, it should be like this. If it is a mountain immortal family that has a good relationship with the Xu family of Qingfeng City, before buying fox skin talisman paper, you can also send a portrait of the appearance of the woman you like, and the Xu family will have someone to carve the skin according to the picture. ”

The young man suddenly looked at the "woman" who stopped the horse in the distance, and his eyes became more and more covetous.

Although he has not gone out of Beijing to become a vassal according to the ancestral system for so many years, he has not been in vain in the capital, and his biggest habit is to leave the "Qianlong Mansion" that has become the "Hidden Dragon Mansion" twice in history 's cage, disguised as a frustrated scholar in the imperial examination, or a foreign ranger who travels in the capital, has already tasted all kinds of beautiful women, especially the family members of the royal historians, women and girls with a little appearance, all of them deceive people and deceive him, so those impeachment folds that have flown into the desk of the imperial study like snowflakes, he can even read them at will, no way, the seemingly strict and terrifying emperor's house will spoil the child, and his mother's wrist is not simple, the father and emperor are handled obediently, and the family of three is reunited in private, the king of a country, even if he ridicules the queen mother in front of him, he is not ashamed, but laughed out loud. So he really didn't care about those folds used to pass the boring time, and felt that if he didn't scold those old bastards a few words, he would feel guilty and ashamed.

But after such a comfortable life for a long time, I always feel that something is missing.

He is the one who wants to be the emperor, so the immortals of the Middle Five Realms can't be deserved, he can't bear the hardships of refining his physique and practicing pile boxing, and he can't be a real master of the rivers and lakes.

So he inevitably complained a little about the queen mother, the prince was not him, and now even the virtuous king is not him, the queen mother really spoiled him? instead of deliberately raising himself as a waste by his side? Those two elder brothers are the cheap breed of the former queen. Look at his current bleak situation, he was found a reason by his mother, like a lost dog, he can't go back to his home, he can only wander around outside Gyeonggi, those country women who have a rustic atmosphere in their bones have long been tired of eating crookedly, no matter how good these women are, they are not as good as the beautiful women of the wealthy lords who know how to serve people. That's it, when he quietly left Beijing, the queen mother also issued a death order, asking him to personally lead people to kill the Dali scouts, isn't this forcing himself to go to a dead end? He is actually not optimistic about the empty shelf of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, deep down, he wants to take refuge in the strong soldiers and horses, if he is now a person sitting on the dragon chair, he would have opened the gate of the capital a long time ago, for that Su Gaoshan personally led the horse into Beijing, what is the fun of fighting, he wants to see the fighting scene of thousands of qi practitioners, that is the real fairy fight, the fight on horseback, the two nests of ants competing?

But this time I went out for a walk, and I met a fox ghost who was no different from a living person.

The young prince was happy.

The opponent's three horsemen also stopped for a long time, and they confronted the elite horsemen like this.

The prince of Shihao Kingdom named Han Jingxin, the most notorious royal family member in the government and the opposition, smiled more and more.

has the courage, but the other party has never obediently given way.

It is worthy of being a mountain monk with a fox-skin beauty, either a lawless wild cultivator in Shujian Lake, or a spectrum immortal master in Shihao Country, young and vigorous, understandable.

It's a pity that in the wilderness, the identity doesn't work.

Killing people on a snowy night, Han Jingxin felt very felt, the chase not long ago was too small, and he killed a man who had returned to his hometown at the beginning of autumn. And then the official of the Yushitai who left Beijing to move slowly like a turtle in the south, if you want to blame his family's bad species, he can't give birth to a daughter who looks like Zhou Zheng, and he hasn't been able to marry a woman who is a little eye-catching, so that there is no love to talk about, scolding himself so heartily, even the father and queen mother did not fall, and was implicated by himself, and in vain he gave him the reputation of an iron and courageous official in Shilin, and that's it, the old man is not an official, and he likes to complain along the way, stop and go, and not to say, and some Shilin celebrities who have no ability to be officials, needle current affairs,

So Han Jingxin had nothing to do anyway, he planned to be a filial son, chase the horse to catch up with the convoy, and stabbed the old man's stomach with his own hands, so many years of listening to a lot of complaints, his ears were calloused, and he wanted to see the guy's stomach complaining again, but he felt that he was still kind-hearted, and when he saw the old guy holding his stomach in the snow, he was really pitiful, so he cut off the old man's head with a knife, and then it was hung on the side of the saddle of the martial arts master。

Han Jingxin is playing with a piece of jade pendant in one hand, just a clever mountain object, it is not a real magic weapon of the fairy family, it is held in the palm of his hand, warm in winter and cool in summer, it is said to be the product of Yunxia Mountain, and it is a fairly good spiritual weapon, Han Jingxin raised his free hand, waved, and signaled the three horses to give way.

The three horsemen really slowly turned their horses' heads one after another, making way for a road.

Han Jing is happy, is there really such a naïve monk in the world?

Over there.

Ma Duyi reminded softly: "Mr. Chen, the other party is not like an official family who is on the right path. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, and said something that made Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye a little uncomfortable, which was most suitable for tonight's biting snowstorm.

"I know that the other side will not give up, take a step back, make a show, and let them be more bold when they make a move. ”

Zeng Ye's face stiffened, and he didn't know if he was frozen by the wind and snow, or if he was frightened by this sentence.

Chen Ping'an didn't look at the tall young man who was cowering, and said slowly: "The ability is not good, it is the two of us who die, Ma Duyi is the worst, and it will only be better to live than to die." I can't figure this out, so I can practice in the mountains with peace of mind in the future, and don't go to the rivers and lakes. ”

Han Jingxin raised his hand and made another gesture, and the cavalry behind him skillfully rode out of the horse, but he did not start to charge, but only formed a small fan blocking formation.

Obvious.

The previous signal to the three horses to avoid is a little trick of the cat teasing the mouse, it is a dispensable hors d'oeuvres, a real hard dish, and it is not in a hurry to be served immediately.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Zeng Ye, if Ma Duyi and I are not by your side tonight, only you and Su Xinzhai are two horses, what should you do in the face of this cavalry?"

Zeng Ye only thought about it for a moment, and sweat was already oozing from his forehead instantly.

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

Some truths are so unpleasant that no matter how much others say, it is difficult for the listener to empathize with them as long as they have not experienced similar experiences, unless it is a coming of suffering.

But people who can't listen to certain truths are actually lucky people.

Because people who have experienced misfortune, as long as they encounter similar things, they don't need to be reasoned with by others, and they have already understood it.

But these are nothing, one thing that really makes Chen Ping'an more and more terrifying is that he found that those people who are full of malice towards the world seem to be more able to endure hardships and remember them than good people with good hearts, and even suffer a little loss from smarter people. I didn't enjoy some blessings that shouldn't belong to me, so I began to figure out the truth of living in the world, and seriously pondered the way to solve all kinds of predicaments, how to fight the human power, how to harm others and benefit myself, how to achieve the Tao alone, whether the chicken and dog can ascend to heaven, and weigh the mood and interests of all people who can see the Tao......

Chen Ping'an hopes that his opinion is wrong, and the more wrong the better.

Why do good people need to be smarter than bad people in order to live a good life?

Chen Ping'an exhaled a breath of turbidity, and pointed to the young men in the cavalry in front of Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, "You may not pay attention, or you may not have the opportunity to see it, in the palace newspaper of the willow island in your Shujian Lake, I have seen this person's face twice, so I know that his name is Han Jingxin, and he is the half-brother of the prince Han Jingling. ”

Chen Ping'an rubbed his palms, "I used to deal with His Royal Highness the Prince, who was roughly equivalent to Han Jingling and Han Jingxin, and they were also brothers, in a place called Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou, but compared to these two brothers, the two in Tongyezhou seem to have more brilliant brains." Doing things, whether good or bad, at least will calculate others, and the son of the emperor of Shihao Country in front of him seems to prefer to be tough. ”

Ma Duyi's face changed slightly.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Don't worry, no one knows your true identity, and it won't affect the family." ”

Ma Duyi said angrily: "Do you still need to tell me this? I am worried that you will be reckless and leave your life here in vain, and when the time comes, ...... I'll kidnap that perverted prince!"

Of course, Chen Ping'an knew that Ma Duyi was sincere and worried about his safety, as for the last half of her sentence, it may be that women are naturally thin-skinned and like to deliberately tell people what she really said as bad things on her lips.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to her and smiled: "From beginning to end, I didn't let you turn around and run away, right?"

Zeng Ye's mind was full of that Miss Su at the moment, thinking about how he should deal with the hypothetical situation of Mr. Chen, and his mind was a mess, so he didn't understand the meaning of this Mr. Chen's words.

Ma Duyi is a smart woman with a delicate heart, otherwise she would not be able to enter the Dongfu realm of the Middle Five Realms at a young age, if it weren't for the tragic disaster, in the face of that Jiaolong at that time, she didn't know whether she was crazy or what, and insisted on not retreating, otherwise in this life, there is hope that she will step by step in Shujian Lake to reach the high position of the monks of the Longmen Realm, and when the time comes, she will have a good relationship with the ancestor of the Shimen and the monks of several large islands, and occupy an island, which can be regarded as a "founding sect" in Shujian Lake.

Although Ma Duyi heard what Chen Ping'an meant, he was still worried, and said, "Mr. Chen really wants to fight to the end with His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Ma Duyi hurriedly explained: "Of course I don't want to speak for that group of cavalry, it's just that we don't really advocate the battle of will, either we don't make a move, or we just cut the grass and eradicate the roots, once we have a conflict with this Han Jingxin, we will go to the hinterland of Shihao Country next, and we will go through many northern states and counties, will it be very troublesome?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'll look at it." Killing is never an end. However, this Han Jingxin, after leaving the capital, seems to be killing people for fun, and he is also addicted, among them, there are still a few heads hanging on the saddle, and it is not a Dali scout, which means that it is not used as a military merit certificate, but a murderous act to vent anger. ”

Chen Ping'an casually drew a line in the air.

Not only did Zeng Ye not understand it at this moment, but even Ma Duyi, who was covered with snow on his shoulders, felt confused.

Chen Ping'an slapped his forehead and said to Ma Duyi: "I forgot that I can put you in my sleeve." ”

Ma Duyi covered his mouth and smiled.

Han Jingxin's side, seeing the appearance of the woman's ghost, his heart was hot, and he felt that the goose feather snow tonight was not in vain.

He smiled and asked, "Will killing a few monks who don't know their roots cause trouble for Mr. Zeng?"

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head and said, "Kill the monk, don't bother, this heavy snow can help a lot, destroy the corpses and destroy the traces, just be careful." The problem lies in the convoy dozens of miles away, His Highness deliberately did not bury the body on the spot at that time, and it was easy for people with good intentions to suspect His Highness. The two are combined, once the other party rides three times, it is really the spectrum immortal master who travels down the mountain in the gate faction, or the wild cultivator of the big island of Shujian Lake, and the trouble will only be His Highness. So now His Highness has three paths to take. ”

"First, since we have put up a big battle, let's learn from each other, and also take a step back, and let people go to the young monk who seems to have been seriously injured and has not yet recovered, His Highness generously revealed his identity, saying that he would make a deal with him, pay money to buy that ghost, and use power to suppress people, and buy things with money, which is the safest. Second, if the two sides pass by, as if nothing happened, His Highness will at most miss a good fortune. Thirdly, His Highness ordered that we should kill the people directly, but remember to go back and dispose of the corpses of the convoy, so as not to leave clues that give people suspicions, and the monks on the mountain, as long as they are suspicious, generally do not bother to reason at all. ”

Han Jingxin nodded, he also thought about these things thoroughly, but he was surrounded by subordinates, not only some people who could fight and kill, but also a staff member who made the master talk less, this Mr. Zeng was the henchman of the queen mother, and then he went out of Beijing this time and let himself take it with him, which really saved him a lot of trouble along the way. Han Jingxin said with heartfelt emotion: "It's a pity that Mr. Zeng is not a columnist, if I have the opportunity to be the emperor in the future, I must ask Mr. to be a national teacher." Although the father is not very helpful in dealing with the government, he is not blind and too lazy to expose it, so he should raise a good girl, nothing more than exchanging the silver for the fairy money on the mountain, the father secretly told me behind the scenes, only a few small summer money a year, and praised my mother for being really a good family, look at the national teachers of the remaining vassal countries, if they don't take out a few Gu Yu money from the treasury a year, they have already jumped to rebel. ”

The thin monkey man over there was already impatient, and laughed loudly: "The person who raises ghosts, kill it, as for the relatively rare and valuable fox fur ghost, leave it to Your Highness and train it well." What a simple thing. Anyway, we peeled off more than ten pairs of armor from the scout of the big Li barbarians, His Royal Highness is benevolent and righteous, and he is willing to deduct two of the most valuable ones, and he didn't sell them all to Zhan Jin, the cowardly general, and rewarded me with a pair, and a pair was given to us this Heng Lance Fu Shilang, we have been in the armor bag anyway, and turned around and slaughtered the two men, just let His Royal Highness take them to the capital to invite merit, Your Majesty will see it, and it will definitely be happy, that is the special armor of the monks who accompany the army in the Da Li barbarians, it is estimated that it is lost at the feet of the old men of the civil officials in the capital, and none of them can lift it, but I heard that those old bone racks that have no more than a few catties of lean meat, on the bed, but one is more than a Xuanhe martial arts. ”

The young man shook his head and said, "Don't say these words in the capital." ”

After a slight pause, Han Jingxin laughed at himself: "But now it is estimated that it is not troublesome, it is not troublesome, it is to scold loudly by their ears, they don't have the heart to impeach me, they are all busy looking for a way out, Shi Haoguo's surname is not Han, anyway, it has nothing to do with them, as long as they can continue to be officials, it is not the same for the well-being of the common people." ”

He glanced at the south, "It's still my brother who is a virtuous king, he was originally hiding and wanted to be a turtle with a shrunken head, where do you think about it, hiding and hiding, you are about to hide from a new emperor, even if you can't sit on the newly made dragon chair for a few days, but after all, it is a person who has been the emperor's master, how can I not be envious." ”

The thin monkey man was already standing on horseback, "Your Highness, you talk to Mr. Zeng about you, give me an accurate word, whether you can kill those two men or not, put a hundred hearts, that female ghost, I will keep her unscathed!"

Han Jingxin smiled: "Go, go, go." There is also the special armor of the secretary of the Great Liwu Lang, which will not let you take it out for nothing, and the two credits will be counted together. ”

The thin monkey man wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "It's good to follow His Highness, there is meat to eat." ”

As a martial artist of the Seven Realms who is very good at hand-to-hand combat, and he has a famous mastery that makes martial artists in the same realm have a headache, he really can't find an opponent who makes him enjoy himself in the rivers and lakes of Shihao Country. Only then did he join the army, and at first he actually had something to do with the prince, but the nerd prince was not a knowledgeable person, he gave a vacant position in the army, and never gave real benefits, so he simply ran to Han Jingxin's camp, planning to fish in troubled waters and get a big general, especially Mr. Zeng's statement that there are 10,000 enemies on the battlefield, which made him feel very appetizing.

On the rivers and lakes, even if you kill all the people, how many can you kill?

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of people are mixed together at every turn, and even their own people can be killed by mistake!

When the sturdy and short martial arts master tiptoed a little, he flew away.

Han Jingxin said to the man holding the lance: "Please also ask General Xu to help Hu Han suppress the formation, lest he capsize in the gutter, after all, he is a monk on the mountain, let's be careful." ”

The burly general, who was not wearing armor, nodded slightly, clamped the horse's belly, and rode forward slowly.

After leaving Beijing, this young and strong military general from the border pass did not carry iron armor at all, but only the ancestral horse lance in his hand.

He didn't like what the prince Han Jingxin did, but he didn't like it, but he didn't feel disgusted, although Han Jingxin had a perverse temperament, was obsessed with fishing, and liked to kill indiscriminately, but his brain was really not bad, on the other hand, His Royal Highness the prince who was bookish, was a good person, in fact, being a Taiping Emperor, would be a good thing for the people of Shihao country, but in troubled times, it was destined to be small, and it happened to be in troubled times now, not only the chaos of several countries, but the entire Aquarius Continent was in chaos, at this juncture, of course, he wanted good birds to choose a tree to perch, even if this wood had long been crooked。

After Hu Han and General Xu's two henchmen left one after another, Han Jingxin actually didn't pay much attention to the battlefield over there, and continued to chat with Mr. Zeng beside him.

Let's talk about the chaos in the middle of Aquarius today.

Han Jingxin said everything in the east and in the west, without any rules.

But that Mr. Zeng didn't take it lightly.

The thin monkey-like short man swept out of his horse, and instead of flying directly, he fell lightly on the snow, as if walking, and walked towards the three horsemen with a big grin.

Ma Duyi was inevitably a little nervous, and said softly: "It's here." ”

After all, it is a powerful servant beside His Royal Highness the Prince, and it seems that he is still a master of the rivers and lakes who is good at hand-to-hand combat, and a qi practitioner under the earth immortals. This is the consensus of the monks on the mountain and the rivers and lakes under the mountain. Ma Duyi no longer believes in Mr. Chen beside him, he is still uneasy, Zeng Ye is even more atmospheric and dare not breathe, for Mr. Chen, all kinds of deeds and feats that happened in the realm of Shujian Lake, he has only heard of it, he has never seen it with his own eyes, and the tall young man who would brush away the snow from time to time before was already covered with hot sweat and could not detect the slightest bit of wind and snow chill.

Chen Ping'an turned over and dismounted, shook off some snowflakes on his shoulders, and rolled up his cuffs.

and the invincible martial arts master who fought all over the rivers and lakes of Shihao Country, walked head-on, walking slowly.

There is no tension at all, but it is like two friends who have reunited after a long absence.

Ma Duyi only hated that her soul was unstable, the fox skin talisman paper was not only her safe place, but also a constraint, she was a monk in the cave realm before her death......

It's just that the thought of his Dongfu realm cultivation as if he couldn't help Mr. Chen at all tonight made Ma Duyi a little discouraged.

The woman's mind is really soft and like a river.

Zeng Ye asked timidly, "Miss Ma, Mr. Chen will be fine, right?"

Ma Duyi turned his head to look at the tall and simple young man, and said angrily: "Do you want something to happen?"

I was so deflated that I couldn't choke on it.

The swordsman who was not confused seemed to have a feeling, and while looking at the movement in front of him, he said slowly: "The battle line of the Great Li Barbarian is stretched too long, as long as the Zhu Ying Dynasty grits its its teeth and lasts for another year, blocks the enemy from outside the country, and successfully stops the two cavalry armies under the command of Su Gaoshan and Cao Yu of Da Li, preventing them from breaking into the hinterland in one go, this battle will be fought, and the Da Li Iron Cavalry has been smooth sailing for too long, and the next change may be between the morning and night." Whether the Zhu Ying Dynasty can win this battle or not, in fact, the key is not in itself, but how long a few vassal states can drag on, as long as they fight out all the sharpness of the two armies of Su Gaoshan and Cao Yuan, Da Li can only plunder the vassal forces around the Zhu Ying Dynasty, and then withdraw his troops and retreat north. ”

Han Jingxin joked: "If it weren't for Mr. Zeng's life experience, I would have wondered if Mr. Zeng was a lobbyist of the Zhu Ying Dynasty." ”

The middle-aged swordsman smiled bitterly: "I'm just a swordsman who knows how to control swordsmanship, just a person from the rivers and lakes, and has always been the most disdainful kind of pure martial artist for those sword cultivators on the mountain, when I was young, the first time I traveled to the Zhu Ying Dynasty, I didn't dare to go out with my sword on my back, and now I think about it, this is a shameful and humiliating matter, I should think that the Zhu Ying Dynasty will trample on the hooves of the big horses, and I shouldn't encourage His Royal Highness to go to Zhu Ying's capital to lie dormant for a few years, and wait until the general situation is clear, and then return to Shihao to clean up the mountains and rivers." If it weren't for the queen's trust, she wouldn't know where to eat now. ”

Han Jingxin suddenly said a digressive sentence, "It is said that the Great Li National Master is a last resort, but together with our Shihao Kingdom, several major Zhu Ying vassals can be called stubborn resistance, it seems that the Dali spies have failed to infiltrate our vassal states." Our Shihao country, there is also a border army Huang clan, that still feels that there is an opportunity, unwilling to be a soil emperor who eats sand and smells horse manure on the border line, and wants to gamble, so he temporarily made up his mind and pulled my brother Xianwang to take refuge in Su Gaoshan. ”

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head and smiled: "There is no one in the world who really has a last resort, only an accurate prediction of the general trend, and then every step is in line with the purpose of judging the situation, is the right way." ”

Han Jingxin's face was full of joy and sincerity: "Mr. Zeng has a high opinion. ”

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly frowned and remained silent, staring at the imminent battlefield about forty paces away in the distance.

Hu Han and the young monk in the blue cotton robe had already stopped.

The horse behind Hu Han, the military general surnamed Xu was holding a long lance, and he had also stopped moving.

Han Jingxin was puzzled: "That young man can't find death? Instead of retreating, relying on the immortal family technique to involve Hu Han, and then sacrificing a few lethal natal objects, he took the initiative to step forward? Is it to be soft? Present the fox skin beauty with both hands? It seems that the bones of the fairy lord on the mountain are not much heavier than the laymen under the mountain." With such a master, that ghost is also considered unladylike, isn't this something that a bastard like me would do?"

The middle-aged swordsman did not echo Han Jingxin's last "playful" words, his expression was a little solemn, "Something is wrong everywhere, this person is indeed a monk, and he has the aura of two heavens and earths, either his cultivation is too shallow, and there are only the lower five realms, so the aura is dark and stagnant, or it is hidden deeply, reaching the height of the sea viewing realm and even the height of the Longmen realm monk, so even I can't see through it." If it is an unexpectedly pure martial artist, his fist intent has reached the realm of natural perfection, but I have been observing the subtle signs of this person dismounting and walking, and the pace is quite steady, but it is the kind of 'meaning' unique to our martial arts...... It's so loose that he's just a layman who doesn't have the help of a Master to lead the way. But, without mentioning these two possibilities, I can be sure of one thing, that young man has absolutely no intention of being nice to us. ”

Han Jingxin put his hands together, rubbed the jade pendant in his palm, and said with a smile: "Could it be a fool who is not afraid of tigers when a newborn calf?

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head, "Not really." ”

Mr. Zeng quickly changed his words and shook his head again, "No. ”

Han Jingxin was bored, exhaled again and again, and exhaled a large cloud of white mist, "Let's not guess, that guy is a mule or a horse, Hu Han punched down, and it will be clear." ”

Han Jingxin lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Hu Han is really going to touch a hard nail, it's not a bad thing, my two rewards, Hu Han may be really grateful, this is quite not easy to do." ”

The middle-aged swordsman smiled dumbly and nodded slightly.

Han Jingxin's heart revealed by some words, which really made others have to be convinced.

His Royal Highness, the prince who has not yet taken up the domain, has already been able to control the unruly Hu Han and the arrogant General Xu, not just by identity.

It is a strange thing to see people carrying burdens, and it will be difficult, Han Jingxin is holding the mentality of watching the excitement, and General Xu, who is holding the lance, is not shocked in his heart.

Only Hu Han was in the game, from the beginning of the gearing up, excited, getting closer and closer to the young man, compared to Mr. Zeng who was watching the battle from behind, Hu Han was more intuitive.

Until the two sides stopped, no more than five steps apart.

Hu Han actually had a sense of crisis, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he glanced at the bamboo knife and ancient sword hanging from the side of the other party's waist, "Boy, shouldn't you also be a pure martial artist?"

As a result, the young man in a cyan cotton robe nodded and asked rhetorically, "Do you say it's a coincidence?"

Hu Han smiled and said: "Coincidentally, why is it not a coincidence, since everyone is from the rivers and lakes, then I can't help but talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, let's have a discussion, you and the young man just leave, leaving the fox-skinned female ghost, what's the matter?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and didn't speak.

Hu Han's gaze shifted and he looked at the depth of the snow footprints behind Chen Ping'an again.

Ordinary people can't see the difference, but Hu Han, as a martial artist of the Seven Realms, naturally has excellent eyesight, and he sees it meticulously.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't look at it, you can't see the truth, when I went out for the second time to travel, I was alone, taking the Xianjia ferry, and I knew early how to hide the depth of my steps and the speed of breathing. ”

Hu Han was stunned for a moment, and said, "Little brother, you're still a master!"

Chen Ping'an neither admitted nor denied it, "You are a martial artist of the Golden Body Realm, but the foundation is sparse, almost like paper paste." ”

Hu Han smiled, "Little brother, this is hurtful, be careful if I am unhappy, I will pull out your tongue by the roots." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Blame me, in the past half a year, I have dealt with too many dead people, and I am used to chatting more, in fact, I used to be like this as long as I was against others." ”

Hu Han said suddenly: "No wonder, don't worry about it, don't worry about it, as a senior in the rivers and lakes, I am just the opposite of my little brother, I like to chat with people the most......"

"Kill while killing!"

The snow under Hu Han's feet was splashed everywhere.

A punch smashed into Chen Ping'an's abdomen.

Chen Ping'an, who had his sleeves rolled up, took one hand behind him, and gently pressed the fist with the palm of the other, and it was divided as soon as he touched it, but his body had already taken advantage of the momentum to float backwards for four or five steps.

Hu Han's punch missed, like a shadow, and his punch was like a rainbow.

The wind and snow on both sides of the short man's side were swept and tilted by the vigorous fists.

Chen Ping'an pressed his elbow against Hu Han's punch, and his body slid out a few steps backwards, and then two steps back, it was the mount.

Hu Han felt that he had roughly tested the true foundation of this young man of Shinto, and was planning to stop hiding and come to a neat killer, but the young man's elbow not only blocked his fist, but also suddenly burst out with a burst of fierce strength of the flood breaking the embankment, which frightened Hu Han to quickly suppress the pure true qi in his body and retreat a few steps, of course, even if he retreated, as a martial arts master in the golden body realm, he was still flowing and had no decline.

After Hu Han stopped, his face was full of eye-opening looks, "Good guy, pretending to be quite like something, even I deceived once!"

It turned out that the young man's vigorous fist strength, as if he was going to fight to the death with him, in fact, the dragonfly dotted the water, and the point stopped, which was like a child holding a hammer, using all his strength to lift it, and then smashing down the ground, and then it was at a height of inches from the ground, the hammer was so stationary, hovering in the air, the key was that the child picked up the hammer, it seemed to be very difficult, and when he carried the hammer, he felt that he was not at all struggling.

Xing Hu Han did not back down, but took the opportunity to bully himself closer, maybe a punch could pierce this person's chest.

But Hu Han knows that the greater possibility is that the other party has a back hand waiting for him, such as the young man's hand hidden behind him.

The other party's control of his own fists, since it is so perfect, even if the realm is not high, there must be a master who helps him temper his physique, or he has really experienced an extremely dangerous battle of life and death.

Chen Ping'an shook his wrist and looked calm, "Don't say it's that martial madman, although your realm is high, in fact, in terms of martial arts attainments, you are not as good as a smiling face I met in my early years, he and you should be a pure martial artist with a number of paths, and his fist intent is not enough, and his body is to make up." ”

Hu Han's face was cloudy.

It's not that this first person in the martial arts of Shihao Country was already timid just after the fight, so it was naturally impossible.

But the hand behind the young man, and the sword at his waist, made him a little upset.

This is an instinctive intuition that a martial arts master has honed on the line of life and death.

That's the worst thing.

As for the bastard words of "the foundation is sparse, the golden body realm of paper paste", "the fist is not enough, and the body method is to make up", Hu Han did not care.

"As long as the palm of the hand is appropriate, it can be retracted and released freely. Practicing boxing also pays attention to refining the mind, and its importance is not inferior to that of cultivators. Under the fist is the fist fight, and after the fist fight is the technique of the technique. With a golden body like yours, if you are thrown somewhere, you won't survive for a few days, and you will only become the best whetstone for the martial artists over there. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Okay, let's stop chatting." I already know your depth. ”

Hu Han also took it with one hand, raised his finger with the other, and said with a hippie smile: "Etiquette is still exchanged, this time you will strike first, so that you don't think I am bullying the younger generation and have no elder bearing." ”

In fact, as long as they fight each other in close quarters, Hu Han, nicknamed "Blacksmith", will earn no matter what.

Only the father and mother took the wrong name, and there was no wrong nickname given by the rivers and lakes.

After hearing Chen Ping'an's sentence "The palms of the hands are corresponding, and the retraction is free", Ma Duyi almost didn't laugh.

At first, she thought that this was Mr. Chen's casual nonsense, but Ma Duyi suddenly restrained his expression and looked at the back of that guy, could it be that knowledge and fist are connected and mutually confirmed?

If it were someone else, Ma Duyi would not have such a strange idea at all, but when this person was Chen Ping'an, Ma Duyi felt that what happened in the world seemed to be the one when it came to Chen Ping'an.

For example, who would sit in the house at the gate of Qingxia Island like him?

Will you really leave Shujian Lake and have this trip?

Chen Ping'an stepped out.

is still an understatement, not showing the slightest grandmaster.

Compared to Hu Han's fist shaking and shattering the surrounding snowflakes every time he shot, it was a world of difference.

Hu Han chewed out some aftertaste.

The young man in front of him who was hidden in the depths must be seriously injured, so every time he made a move, it was like a ...... The bookkeeper who is doing small business is calculating the small profits of a star and a half.

The arrogance of pure martial arts, it's really no fart!

Hu Han was murderous and completely let go of his hands and feet.

In an instant, Hu Han's heartstrings tightened, and his intuition told him that he shouldn't be handed a punch to him by that person, but martial arts common sense and Jianghu experience told Hu Han that after getting close, as long as he no longer kept his hand, the other party would die sooner or later.

A little uncertain.

A punch has arrived.

After Hu Han was punched, he laughed, "The tickling of the little lady is not ......"

After that, Hu Han couldn't laugh anymore.

One punch, one punch.

It is like a waterfall and falls 3,000 feet.

Hu Han just responded with one punch at the past, the figures of the two were erratic, and the wind and snow were surging on the road.

Even if it is really a paper golden body realm, it is also a golden body realm that is proud of a country's rivers and lakes!

After seven or eight punches, Hu Han's forehead was slightly sweaty.

After eleven punches, Hu Han was not only sweating profusely, but the corners of his mouth were already oozing blood.

And the young man who punched faster than once still showed no signs of exhaustion and wanted to stop.

Hu Han, who was extremely aggrieved, a dignified martial artist of the Seven Realms, simply gave up the idea of fighting back, and the qi spread all over the meridians of the body, protecting the major key points, and the young man continued to punch, and the fist intent could last, but the martial artist had a pure true qi, and when it was exhausted, it would be the best time for Hu Han to deliver a punch.

But Hu Han heard in the distance behind him, Mr. Zeng burst into a loud shout, "General Xu, quickly help Hu Han interrupt this person's fist intent!"

The military general surnamed Xu frowned, but without any hesitation, he rode his horse and rushed out.

He can be said to be the first person in Shihao country's horse war, sitting on horseback, holding a long lance, with outstanding combat power, not a warrior in the general sense.

The reason why Hu Han was willing to go hand in hand with this person before, and he talked and laughed, of course, this is the fundamental reason, everything depends on his true ability to speak.

As for the "Heng Lance Fu Shilang" that Shi Hao Kingdom spread all over the court and the opposition, it originated from the fact that when this person first entered the palace to meet the emperor, he was specially allowed to carry a long lance into the palace, and then in front of the civil and military officials, at the end of the court meeting that day, His Majesty the Emperor actually ordered someone to bring a fierce horse that had not yet been tamed, and let him ride a horse to hold a long lance, on a long stone slab, with the sharp tip of the long lance, to write a Shihao country Shuo Ru's inheritance, and it must be a horse non-stop, otherwise the ancestral lance will be taken away, and expelled from the border army. If it is done, there will be a great reward, and it will be a four-grade martial arts officer!

In the end, he became famous and well-known throughout the country.

He put down the lance gently, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and at the bottom of the steps, bowed to His Majesty the Emperor.

At that time, the young military commander trembled all over and spoke excitedly.

Everyone felt that this young man with a prosperous martial arts fortune was uncontrollably grateful.

His Majesty the Emperor was delighted, and personally gave him the title of "Hengli Fu Shilang".

But over the years, he has been resentful of this and regarded it as a great humiliation in his life!

Four generations of ancestors, a long lance soaked in the blood of countless enemies, passed down from father to son again and again, was handed over to him, and it was reduced to the point where it was tantamount to a woman embroidering with needle and thread!

He Xu Mao, loyal martyrs for generations, his ancestors died generously, on the battlefield, there was never any cheer and applause, how could he Xu Mao be a grandiose talent!

One person, one rider and one lance, rushed to kill, and there was the momentum of a landslide and a cracked battlefield.

Although the figures of Chen Ping'an and Hu Han were entangled, what Xu Mao pointed at was still pointing at Chen Ping'an's neck after handing out the twelfth punch.

Chen Ping'an no longer reluctantly handed out the next punch of the god man drum style.

This is all to be expected.

Either the cavalry arrived with a lance, or the middle-aged man's sword.

Chen Ping'an just slapped Hu Han, who had not suffered a fatal injury for the time being, staggering, just enough to block the sharp edge of the long lance of the general, and he moved a few steps sideways.

Xu Mao's wrist twisted slightly, and he was almost about to skewer Hu Han into a sugar gourd, and the lance was able to stab the latter from under his armpit.

Chen Ping'an stomped on the ground.

On the earth, within a radius of seven or eight zhang from Chen Ping'an, snow flew in an instant.

Xu Mao immediately closed his eyes almost instantly.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised his lance high, and stabbed away.

The lance sank.

A cyan figure stepped on a lance, slid down, and struck a knee, knocking Xu Mao off the horse's back and flying out.

It's just that Xu Mao clutched the lance tightly, didn't let go, and vomited a mouthful of blood, Xu Mao stood up, but found that the person was standing on the back of his mount, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Xu Mao looked at Hu Han, who had withdrawn away from the battlefield, and said angrily: "Hu Han! I saved you from the predicament, but you stood by and deliberately harmed me?!"

Chen Ping'an didn't look at Xu Mao, but looked at Han Jingxin and the middle-aged swordsman in the distance, and said with a smile: "I advise you not to count on him, a papier-mâché gold body that has already broken his guts is unreliable." ”

Han Jingxin's face was a little solemn, Xu Mao and Hu Han were both defeated? Caught and killed each other twice, and lost each other, this is not terrible, what I am afraid of is to hit the nail on the head of that young man, Xu Mao has already started a gap with Hu Han, once Hu Han really loses the martial courage of the grandmaster, how to fight in the next fight, is it just to rely on this Mr. Zeng next to him? However, Hu Han is more reliable than Xu Mao, but Han Jingxin has his own abacus, Mr. Zeng must either make a final decision and kill that person, otherwise he will not make a move, and he will protect himself to the death.

If Mr. Zeng doesn't make a move, no matter how bad the situation is, there is still room for maneuver, once Mr. Zeng makes a move and loses, will he have to apologize to others at that time?

Then people must be willing to give themselves a chance to repair their relationship.

It is said that some mountain monks who drill the horns of the bull are ruthless, and for what kind of avenue, it is worthy of the name of the six relatives who do not recognize.

Mr. Zeng said softly: "Your Highness, if I don't make a move, the people's hearts will be scattered, and I will have to let someone slaughter him, and if I make a move, it will be possible for Hu Han and Xu Mao to join forces with me to besiege and kill this person." But there's one condition, I can't lose in one move. ”

Han Jingxin's smile was far-fetched, "Mr. Zeng said with a smile. ”

Xu Mao retreated into the cavalry and changed to a war horse to ride, his face was extremely resentful.

Hu Han wanted to go back, but just as he was about to make a move, the young man turned his head to look at him.

Hu Han seemed to be really frightened, and stayed where he was.

Chen Ping'an thinks that whether it is Hu Han or Xu Mao, it is not so simple.

It's just that the situation is delicate, everyone is clumsy, and they are not willing to die.

It seems that the military spirit of the cavalry team under Han Jingxin is quite interesting.

The middle-aged swordsman, who had almost never drawn a sword, slowly rode out.

The two riders were more than 30 paces apart.

Chen Ping'an, who was always standing on horseback, asked, "Mr. is not a sword cultivator, but a sword master?"

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head, "I can't afford to be called Mr., my surname is Zeng, and I am from the rivers and lakes." Wherever there is food, go and beg for food. ”

The man smiled: "I may not talk about morality in the future." ”

After Chen Ping'an took one hand, he spread out his palm with the other, "Convenient." ”

The man looked at Hu Han, "I implore you and General Xu, the three of you put aside the mustard for the time being, cooperate sincerely, and kill the enemy together." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Since the great-predecessors are also pure martial artists, you should be able to see that you martial artists of the Golden Body Realm stand out from the crowd, and the real martial artists are fighting hard to raise their state of mind, and in the face of enemies who are even higher than their own realm, they are not afraid at all, and they will divide life and death into life and death." He is good, not to mention the foundation, but also the breath, he likes to lower himself to the realm of a level, to fight with others, the rivers and lakes of your Shihao country are really interesting. If it is not a coincidence that this person happens to be the top spot in the rivers and lakes of Shihao Country, it is estimated that as long as he is alive, the entire rivers and lakes of Shihao Country will be dragged down by him for a day. ”

The corners of Xu Mao's mouth curled.

Seems to endorse this statement.

However, this did not delay him from holding a long lance and slowly coming out of the battle again.

Hu Han was thoughtful.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an turned his head and said, "Have you figured it out? It's a pity that you can't do it." ”

Hu Han craned his neck, "Oh? Not necessarily. ”

Hu Han's momentum changed completely, and it seemed that until this moment, he was the real Hu Han, the first person to teach Shihao to bow down to the rivers and lakes.

Hu Han said loudly: "Mr. Zeng, General Xu, wait for me to take the lead, you only need to deal with one or two!"

Chen Ping'an turned a deaf ear to Hu Han's words, and turned a blind eye to Xu Mao's holding of the gun.

The wind and snow were vast, and in Chen Ping'an's sight, there was only the middle-aged swordsman with the long sword on his back.

I didn't see the man make a move, and the long sword behind his back came out of its sheath on its own, soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

This is a swordsman's housekeeping skill, swordsmanship.

It is also the biggest reason why the sword cultivator on the mountain sneered at the sword master under the mountain.

Chen Ping'an held down the hilt of the big imitation Qu Huang Gu Sword with his left hand, "Coincidentally, I am also a swordsman." ”

Slowly push the sword out of the sheath with your thumb.

The posture of the mountains.

I can't tell whether it's fist intent or sword intent.

Xu Mao couldn't help but squint his eyes, because he felt a little dazzling.

But Xu Mao was the first to make a move.

The war horse galloped wildly, holding the lance forward.

Hu Han was not to be left behind and swept towards Chen Ping'an.

The middle-aged swordsman smiled.

The ancient sword with the hilt of white jade Lingzhi is still missing.

Chen Ping'an took a big step forward on horseback, and then after stepping into the air, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Hu Han just jumped over the horse's back and landed on the opposite road.

The next moment, the cyan figure appeared on Xu Mao's side, leaned over his shoulder, and knocked Xu Mao out with the people and horses.

Xu Mao left the war horse in mid-air and landed steadily, but the poor mount fell heavily into the snow more than ten feet away and died on the spot.

But something even stranger happened, just like Chen Ping'an's inexplicable disappearance, the middle-aged swordsman also left out of thin air, also silently.

Not only that, but the scabbard behind his back was also abandoned, and he fell off the horse's back, just slanted into the snow.

Chen Ping'an stood on horseback, frowning and silent.

Gently push the large imitation Qu Huang back into the scabbard.

He stared down at the empty scabbard.

At a glance before, Hu Han and Xu Mao, who may have paid attention to themselves, did not find that the scabbard was real, but what was hidden in the scabbard was not a long sword, but more like a straight knife.

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, and muttered: "Could it be a crow's mouth, did you really meet a person with a knife on credit?"

The scabbard remained.

The man ran away, and the straight knife should have been taken with him.

There's weirdness everywhere.

The previous "Mr. Zeng" said that Chen Ping'an was like this, and now it can be regarded as a report and a report.

If you don't understand something, let it go and finish what you have figured out first.

For example, Chen Ping'an pulled the scabbard out of the snow with swordsmanship, and waved his sleeve casually.

The scabbard flashed away like a flying sword.

Penetrated the neck of the prince of Shihao Kingdom.

After making sure that there were no immortal magic techniques such as death talismans, Chen Ping'an stopped looking at the corpse that had fallen off the horse's back.

Chen Ping'an turned around, his gaze wandering between Xu Mao and Hu Han.

Xu Mao did not move at all, holding the lance tightly.

Hu Han has already run wildly.

Chen Ping'an chased away.

The figures of the two disappeared from everyone's view one after another.

All the elite horsemen looked at each other.

Waiting for Xu Mao's orders.

Now that the sky has fallen, there must be a tall man on top.

About half a burnt incense.

The return of a cyan figure could be vaguely seen, carrying something in his hand.

Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye are already going crazy.

It turned out that Xu Mao was stunned, not long after Chen Ping'an left, he first gathered several elite palace servants in the lead, and then went violent, and then went on a killing spree, killing all the more than 40 horsemen one by one, and finally squatted down, cut off the head of the prince Han Jingxin with a war knife, hung it on his waist, picked three war horses, turned over and rode one of them, and the remaining two were used as rotation auxiliary horses for long-distance running, so as not to hurt the foot strength of the war horse.

Xu Mao didn't leave there.

Instead, he sat quietly on horseback, waiting for Chen Ping'an's return.

Chen Ping'an came to Xu Mao's vicinity, threw the head of Hu Han in his hand to the military general on horseback, and asked, "What do you say?"

Xu Mao took the head, hung it next to the saddle, and said with a smile: "You have already guessed it, right? ”

Chen Ping'an was not surprised.

Xu Mao asked, "Don't kill me?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "You have helped me clean up the mess, what to do to kill you, ask for trouble." ”

Xu Mao glanced at the young man whose face was still pale, and said with a smile: "I hope we won't meet again in the future." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, "It's better to do so." ”

Xu Mao turned his horse's head and rode away in the wind and snow.

Chen Ping'an squatted down and picked up a handful of snow in both hands to wipe his cheeks.

In addition to the corpses all around, there were also those war horses that lingered and lowered their heads to gently touch their masters.

When he let go of his hand, blood soaked in snow and scattered on the ground.

Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, who came quickly, were about to speak, but Chen Ping'an waved his hand and signaled them not to speak yet.

Jumping on the back of a war horse, he looked in one direction, which was a little different from the direction Xu Mao left.

A moment later, Chen Ping'an sat on the horse's back and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood that flowed from his ears and nose in an instant.

After killing Hu Han, he took the secret ointment of the Yang family's shop, and there was no pain all over his body, but it was still troublesome to cover up the miserable situation.

Otherwise, a hero like Xu Mao might have to kill a horse pistol.

In fact, Xu Mao did have this plan.

It's just that after being noticed by Chen Ping'an, he gave up decisively and went away completely.

It is not difficult to kill a Xu Mao, but if you kill Xu Mao, this mess can only be picked up by Chen Ping'an himself, and after that, if he goes north, there will be constant turmoil.

The reason why Chen Ping'an didn't use the two flying swords from beginning to end, let alone take out the half-immortal soldier, except for pure martial arts, killing the royal family, even if it is an emperor, it does not belong to the rules of the mountain, because the martial artist has never been a mountain person, and the qi practitioner is, and the sword cultivation among the qi practitioners is naturally even more. There is also the fact that Chen Ping'an also wants to fight with others heartily, and this is still the inspiration brought to him by staying at the Lingguan Temple at night, and the Yin General Wei.

Feel...... It doesn't seem to work.

Ma Duyi still understands the deep meaning of Chen Ping'an's action better than Zeng Ye.

She had never felt so creepy.

In this Shihao country, where is it worse than the intrigue of Shujian Lake?

Chen Ping'an said hoarsely: "This place is not suitable for a long time, we should at least leave for more than 100 miles, and then find a hidden place to live, just be able to hide from the wind and snow." ”

The three horsemen continued on their way.

Chen Ping'an had to directly cover the robe with gold liquor outside the cotton robe to cover his bleak situation.

Xu Mao had already gone, but the military general of Shi Haoguo, who was about to defect to the Dali Iron Cavalry, suddenly stopped his horse and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zeng?"

The middle-aged "swordsman" really walked out of the wind and snow in the distance, came to Xu Mao's side, and said with a smile: "General Xu, you can return the long lance handed down by your ancestors to me." I believe that in the ancestral teachings passed down by your Xu family, there is a sentence that you have been unable to understand for so many years. But if I can, I want to borrow a horse from you, and you can continue to keep this long lance engraved with the word 'wind and snow', and one day in the future, even if I don't come to pick it up myself, someone will find that Dali patrol Xu Mao, how about it?"

Xu Mao nodded, his eyes were hot, "Yes!"

The man led a horse and walked away.

This identity, long sword, name, background, it seems that everything is a fake man, leading the horse away, as if he had a feeling, and smiled slightly: "The heart is not compulsory, and the body is not restrained." What is intestinal qi, depressed and uncomfortable?"

He turned his head to look in Chen Ping'an's direction, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the quota is limited, and I can't do business with you, it's a pity, it's a pity, otherwise it will probably be a good deal, and it's better than earning a big Li patrol envoy." ”

The speed of the three rides, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

It all depends on Chen Ping'an's injuries.

However, in Ma Duyi's eyes, although Mr. Chen was not lightly injured, it seems that there seems to be no change in his mood.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Winter is suitable for dense snow, and there is a sound of broken jade." Have you ever heard of that?"

Ma Duyi nodded and said, "I heard it." ”

Chen Ping'an snorted, "Sure enough, he is very knowledgeable, and he lives up to such a good name." ”

Ma Duyi couldn't help but smile, "I just heard it." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "This joke is like this snowstorm." ”

Ma Duyi was a little puzzled.

She began to ponder the words deeply.

Zeng Ye said sullenly: "Mr. Chen should have said, Miss Ma, your jokes are more chilly. ”

Ma Duyi looked at Chen Ping'an with a suspicious expression.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Do you believe what Zeng Ye said?"

Ma Duyi thought about it, and he was right, so he glared at Zeng Ye fiercely.

Zeng Ye was a little complaining.

Ma Duyi hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to speak.

Chen Ping'an said: "Do you want to ask if you want to collect the souls of those horsemen?"

Ma Duyi was a little weak-hearted, "I don't think it's necessary at all, but ......"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "But I think I'm a person who can't figure it out, and I always like to do weird things that go around and around, right?"

Some words can be spoken, which means that they are not pressed on the heart.

That's a good thing.

Ma Duyi was in a good mood and had some smiles.

Chen Ping'an said: "In fact, as long as you hold the end of the thread, even if it is a messy situation temporarily, you don't have to be afraid, just take your time." ”

Ma Duyi's temper of competitiveness came again, "Then Mr. Chen also said that we should quickly ride the horse for more than 100 miles, why didn't you take it slowly?"

Chen Ping'an poured out a pill of the Water Palace's secret treasure, took a sip of wine, and swallowed it together, quite helpless, and did not refute anything.

Ma Duyi laughed to himself.

Zeng Ye shook his head, the woman sighed.

Three horses in the snowstorm.