The convoy rested for a while.

Li Chen handed the horse to Xiao Qi, took the sweat towel handed by Qiu Feng and wiped his face, and caught a glimpse of a high-speed red streamer stabbing towards the carriage. He was startled, the wind rose, and the figure disappeared in place, and three or four shadows appeared in the move, each one approaching the carriage more and more.

Clang! finally blocked her long sword before Cheng Zhi'an.

Xiao Qi and Qiu Feng appeared beside Cheng Zhi'an on the left and right, although their realm was not as good as Cheng Zhi'an, they could still stop her for a breath.

"How did you get along?" Li Chen frowned, and said in his heart Looking at this girl's appearance, the Cheng family may not know that she is coming, and they must not know that Cui Xu is in their car, otherwise she will not be alone at this time.

Cheng Zhian looked at Li Chen angrily, "If I hadn't come with me, how would I know that you are such a treacherous, untrustworthy, and forgetful villain?" Thanks to our ancestor for treating you well, you actually protected his murderer! ”

The curtain on the carriage was lifted, and the old man leaned on the carriage and watched the scene with a smile.

Li Chen and Cheng Zhi'an have not been in contact for a long time, but they also know this girl's temperament, if they don't give an explanation today, I'm afraid that they won't be good, so they simply told the truth: "This is what your ancestor meant, think about it carefully, if your ancestor doesn't agree to this matter, when I send him down the Star Picking Tower, how can he not say a word?" Moreover, even if you don't kill him, this Cui Xu senior will not have much time. ”

Cheng Zhian thought about it carefully, believed it a little in his heart, glanced at Cui Xu again, and asked, "You said he won't live long?" ”

"With a sigh of relief, I don't know if I can go back alive." This time it was Cui Xu who opened his mouth, "It's just that I want to return to the roots, I am a member of the Cui family after all, and I can't die outside." Cheng Qianli, that old guy still has a conscience, otherwise if I was allowed to fall from the sky at that time, I would have died at that time. ”

Cheng Zhi'an knew that Cui Xu's life was not long in coming, and most of her hatred was less, but she still sneered, "Do more injustice, take the blame!" ”

Cui Xu laughed, "Little girl, in the battle last night, Cheng Qianli and I were bent on death, otherwise you think that people who forget their worries will only have such a small movement?" ”

Li Chen heard him say that he was bent on death, and remembered what Cheng Qianli said when he was drunk, "Is it related to that third sister?" What happened to the three of you that year? ”

Cui Xu's smile gradually subsided, he got out of the carriage with difficulty, took two steps, and slowly sat down holding the tree on the side, blowing the wind from the north, and a large area of green grass bent over, revealing the mountains behind.

Cui Xu said: That year, there was a threesome in a border town, two men and a woman were known as the Three Musketeers, and they didn't know how many cities they crossed along the way.

Two years later, the Three Musketeers slaughtered a group of horse thieves who did all kinds of evil, and they were officially famous, and the signboard was the third sister known as the Wandering Woman.

The third sister shook her braids and sharpened her knives against the two sworn brothers: I came up with the name of the Three Musketeers at the beginning, and I will be the golden sign of our Three Musketeers in the future, who is in favor and who is against?

Cui Xu and Cheng Qianli were threatened like this, so they could only agree pitifully. The name of the Three Musketeers is getting louder and louder, and everyone has heard that there are such chivalrous warriors on the rivers and lakes, one of them is a girl with braids who is generous, beautiful and smart, and never kills innocents indiscriminately.

They did not know how to carry swords and rivers and lakes, all the way south from the border towns in the north, and then returned to the capital along the river, and after lingering in the prosperous market, they also walked through dozens of miles of barren and dilapidated hills, until they were stopped by the Cheng family and the Cui family.

The people of the Cui family said: "Cui Xu, you have to think clearly, you are the head of the Cui family's generation, when the Holy Dynasty is just established, if you really leave the Cui family and follow a woman in the countryside to mess around, the efforts of dozens of generations of the Cui family have been burned, how do you let your father deal with himself, and what face do you have to meet the ancestors and ancestors?" ”

The people of the Cheng family said: "Cheng Qianli, our Cheng family is the most weak in the family, and the younger generation of the Cheng family is the only one who breaks through the other side and sets foot in the realm, do you know how much effort it took to spend the family?" Do you really want to bury the thousand-year-old inheritance of the Cheng family because of a woman? What? You still want to take her back? No way! ”

In front of the two stood the fathers of the family, and behind them were the braided girls they brought out from the border town.

"Hey! Big brother, second brother. The girl with braids had a bright and crisp voice, pretty, just like the first time she met the two of them, with bright eyes and white teeth, she said: "Na, you can take me out to take a look, in fact, this river and lake is not interesting!" Go back, I'll be on my own, and I'll be back in town!" ”

As she spoke, the girl with braids turned around and left, bouncing and easily without looking back, just like she had come to this river and lake without hesitation.

But everyone underestimated the family's restraint on their own children, especially the younger generation with the best qualifications and the most likely to become the backbone of the family for the next millennium.

Half a month later, a family in the town hung up white silk.

When the two men who met in the town saw this scene, they went crazy and moved their hands, as if they had some deep hatred, covered in blood, and there were no less than a hundred scars.

"A thousand-year-old inheritance of bullshit!" Cheng Qianli said.

"Dogs have been raised for generations!" Cui Xu said.

The people of the town only dared to look at them from a distance, watching the two men in brocade clothes kill until they were bloodied and embarrassed, until they fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, but the two people cried and scolded each other, "Waste! ”

After a long time, a half-sized girl with braids in the crowd came over boldly, "Which of you is Cheng Qianli?" Who is Cui Xu? ”

Two letters, one for each person, each with a picture in the letter, the third sister can't write, the painting is vivid, the painting is her last wish, and the explanation to the two brothers.

The little girl said to the two, "Auntie, let me tell you: you two listen to me, and in the second half of the prayer, I said that no matter which of the three dies first, the other two must live for her." Also, the signboard of the Three Musketeers is me, and even if you go to the rivers and lakes, even if you sign up, you will report me as a free woman first, so you all have to listen to me! ”

Cui Xu, who has become an old man, chatted about the past and slowly closed his eyes, "Actually, Cheng Qianli and I both know that there is no enmity or grudge between us, a hundred years of life and death brothers, how can we say that we can break it?" We just hate, but unfortunately we don't know who we hate until we die. ”

One hatred is so long, and it can't be let go for nearly a thousand years.

Li Chen was silent for a long time, unable to make a sound, Qiu Feng and Cheng Zhian skimmed over and secretly wiped their tears.

Cui Xu's breathing became lighter and lighter, looking at the ink-like mountain lines at the junction of heaven and earth in the distance, as well as the lush lush and hazy floating in the thick mist, the girl with braided braids in the fog was getting closer and closer, and the figure that had been remembered for thousands of years was gradually clear, she stood prettyly, grinning with white glutinous rice teeth, "Second brother, come quickly!" ”

The dying old man suddenly stretched out his hand and gestured with a strange sword finger, elongating the faint playfulness of the tone, "The Three Musketeers, here!" ”

That year, in a small border town in the north, three young people walked out of the town, crossed their toes and pointed into swords, "This Jianghu, we are not the Three Musketeers, here!" ”

After all, he still didn't die in the Cui family, and the fallen leaves he just said not long ago became empty words, as if he was hanging with a breath just to say this.

On this day, the ancestor of the Cui family faced the north.