Beimen Pass is the northern gateway of Xiangzhou, and it is one of the three northern passes with Dingzhou Pingjiao Pass and Jingzhou Shanhaiguan.

Hearing that Ning Xiaochuan was going to come to the border to pay a great tribute to the heavens, Xu Muliang, who was the general of the North Gate Pass, had already cast an altar on Mingqiu Mountain, ten miles outside the North Gate Pass, ten days ago, and waited for the arrival of the little prince.

Since Ning Xiaochuan came to Xiangzhou, Xu Muliang hasn't seen it yet, it's not that he hasn't seen it, but that there have been constant disputes between the Central Plains martial arts and Xiangzhou martial arts in the past year, and the fight has become more and more intense.

Especially last year, the inexplicable violent death of the ninth elder of the Elder Gate poured oil on the fire, and the rivers and lakes of the two countries are now in a situation of endless death.

Domestic instability will lead to the emergence of rogues, and this is the case with those horse bandits, just last year, no less than 100 horse bandit leaders were killed, and in order to ensure the tranquility of the border, Xu Muliang worked diligently and did not dare to leave without permission.

Xu Muliang, who was dressed in bear-headed black armor, held a pair of gilded urn drum hammers and rode on a yellow horse, and the cloak behind him swayed in the wind, and the pair of hammers in Xu Muliang's hands each weighed 100 catties.

Xu Muliang was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a tall man and a big horse, and this pair of hammers with him also makes people feel a special match, and BMW with heroes is a truth.

He stared at the yellow sand that had not changed for hundreds of years, and the cold eyes that made people shudder on weekdays became extremely warm, "Where is the little boy?" ”

The deputy general next to him raised his hand and said, "General Qiyu, according to the distance of the little boy, this should have arrived, but he hasn't come for so long, could it be that there is something wrong on the road?" ”

Xu Muliang frowned, and clenched the reins tightly with both hands, "You go ten miles further with me, if there is anything bad about the little boy, I Xu Muliang must die to apologize." ”

"Yes."

A group of black horsemen whipped up their horses, followed closely behind Xu Muliang, and headed south.

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Thousands of miles of yellow sand swept up the dust, and an old man in a withered yellow cloak was sitting silently beside the dead trees under the sand dunes.

The old man looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, his heart looked at the dantian, he meditated deeply, and there was a faint layer of transparent true qi around his body, helping him resist the wind and sand around him, and there was a burst of eagle chirping above his head.

The old man's eyes opened suddenly, and a wave of true qi soared into the sky, and the poor vulture turned into powder and disappeared into the world before he could let out a wail.

Looking up at the sky, estimating that the time was almost up, the old man got up silently and walked towards the sand dunes in front of him, and the footprints behind him were buried by the yellow sand in an instant, leaving no trace.

As soon as he arrived on the sand dunes, the old man's withered but expressionless face suddenly appeared a different color, and the two black-clothed people who suddenly appeared in front of him made this usually steady old man also a little flustered, several of them were gods and spirits, and the two black-clothed people on the sand dunes also noticed the appearance of the old man.

Cheng Huahua and Song Shixin, who came here to chase and kill Ning Xiaochuan, looked at the ragged but extraordinary old man in front of them, showing a cautious expression.

If it were ordinary people, the two of them would have treated him as if he didn't exist, but judging from the aura on the old man's body, this person was definitely a master of spirits.

Song Shixin and Cheng Huahua looked at each other, could it be that the news that they came here to rob and kill Ning Xiaochuan was known to Xiang Zhoujun?

The three of them froze in place, motionless, but seeing that the old man was equally cautious and unwilling to do anything to them, Cheng Huahua couldn't help but wonder again, could it be that he was thinking too much?

"Ming people don't say dark words, old man, let's say, why are you here?" Cheng Huahua spoke quickly, looked at the old man in front of her and raised his hand and said.

The old man didn't expect Cheng Huahua to ask himself this, and the old man's face became relaxed all the time, at first the old man thought that they were Xiang Zhoujun, and he specially waited for the rabbit here, but now it seems that he has thought too much.

"Since it is the Ming people who don't say secret words, then please tell the old man first, why are you here?" Although the old man said this sentence in the words of the Great Fengguan, his lame tone still revealed his identity as a northern barbarian.

As soon as she heard this strange accent, Cheng Huahua immediately pulled out the sword at her waist, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the old man in front of her, "You are a Northern Barbarian." ”

The old man was not surprised why they knew who they were, and the accent was not audible because it was a problem.

"Don't worry, girl, just because of my status as a khanate, it is too unreasonable to draw a sword against me, I heard that Dafeng prides itself on being a state of etiquette, is this the way the people of the state of etiquette treat others?"

Song Shixin pressed the sword in Cheng Huahua's hand, frowned, and said, "For the people of the Northern Barbarians, we are not exclusive, but if it is a military person or a warrior, then it is another matter."

Looking at your age, I don't want to meet you with a sword, so what is the purpose of coming to my Dafeng, you better hurry up, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless when it's late. ”

The old man did not respond to the two of them head-on, but said thoughtfully, "Listening to the tone of the two, they don't look like ordinary martial artists, but the two of them are dressed in black, covering their heads and covering their faces, this is ...... It's hard to think about it. ”

"Old thing......" Cheng Huahua looked at the old man with heavy eyebrows.

The old man lifted the cloak behind him, revealing a head full of gray hair, "Here and now, there are only two purposes for standing in this desolate place where no one is many, or a god master.

One is really idle, passing through here, the second is the official road opposite, the two are dressed like this, and the purpose of the latter is most. ”

Cheng Huahua put one hand on the saber, his eyes showed killing intent, the old man felt Cheng Huahua's killing intent but was not afraid at all.

"The identities of the two are not difficult to guess, there is only one place in the entire Dafeng where the gods can kill people with masks, and that is the Yindu black market, both of them should be black market killers."

"Old thing, do you really think we don't dare to kill you?" Cheng Huahua unsheathed his sword, the striker slashed across the ground, and a ravine appeared.

At this moment, two Ningzi flags suddenly appeared on the originally unpopulated official road, and then a carriage slowly appeared.

Behind the carriage and on both sides, there were all black-armored soldiers, because the road was far away, and this place was an ambush terrain with high and low middle on both sides, so Chen Xinru and Zheng Guangyuan, who led the way, walked very slowly, exploring as they went, for fear of encountering any accidents.

The eyes of the three of them were fixed on the carriage that suddenly appeared in front of them at the same time, and sitting on the carriage was the target of their trip, Ning Xiaochuan.

The moment the three of them looked at each other, they seemed to understand the purpose of each other's appearance here, Cheng Huahua's brows were tightly locked, the long sword was still stopped in mid-air, and the old man of the Northern Barbarians on the opposite side smiled deeply.

"The two of you, our presence here at this moment shows that our goals are the same, since we are the same, we can work together and take what we need, instead of facing each other now, we should be friends, not enemies."

"Who is friends with you, you are a Northern Barbarian, I am a Dafeng person, and we are incompatible." Cheng Huahua blurted out.

The old man of the Northern Barbarians watched Ning Xiaochuan's carriage slowly move forward, pointed to Ning Xiaochuan's carriage and said, "Don't you want to kill him?" ”

Song Shixin next to him stared at Cheng Huahua, Cheng Huahua looked at Ning Xiaochuan's carriage on the pipeline, and hesitated for a while.

She didn't even know why she hesitated, if she killed Ning Xiaochuan, they would be able to go to Yindu to live a rich and noble life, and this time there were Beiban masters to help.

After the matter is completed, they can push Beiban, and the two of them can still be quiet, and one of them will not know it, but will she really do this?

Song Shixin looked at Cheng Huahua, took the words of the old man of the Northern Barbarians and said, "You also want to kill him?" ”

Song Shixin's words made the old man of the Northern Barbarians completely let down his guard, and laughed, "It seems that our purpose is really the same, in fact, I don't have much interest in killing his old man or not, the old man came to Xiangzhou for only one purpose, to get back the thing that should belong to my khanate." ”

Cheng Huahua's right hand holding the sword suddenly put down, and smiled to herself, "It's for the Donghuang Bell in Ning Xiaochuan's hand, it seems that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are true, Ning Xiaochuan really brought back the twelve national weapons from your Beiman, so he is a hero." ”

The old man's face changed slightly, but then he smiled again, "Little girl, even if he is a hero, you and I are going to kill him at this time, am I right?" ”

Cheng Huahua watched Ning Xiaochuan's carriage move forward slowly, and said lightly, "But what good is it for me to cooperate with us?" What if you and don't recognize people when the time comes? We can't afford this mortal sin. ”

"Hahaha."

Seeing Cheng Huahua loosen his mouth, the old man laughed loudly.

"I am the elder of the Northern Barbarian Elder Gate, if you are interested, you can follow me to the Khanate to meet the Great Khan, with the strength of the two of you, you can have no worries about food and clothing, and enjoy a lifetime of wealth.

Isn't that better than two people doing this kind of shady thing every day? And with the names of Ning Xiaochuan and Donghuang Zhong, I believe that the Great Khan will not treat you badly. ”

Song Shixin and Cheng Huahua glanced at each other, and suddenly they both laughed, looking at the two laughing and Ning Xiaochuan, who was getting farther and farther away, Wang Zhuan wondered, "What are you laughing at?" Don't you believe in my identity? ”

"Believe, of course believe, I didn't expect the Beiban Elder to be so naïve and tell his identity so easily." Song Shixin shook his head and laughed.

Wang Zhuan's face instantly turned cold, and his clenched fists were enough to see that his heart was full of unbearable anger at this time.

Cheng Huahua raised her sword and pointed directly at Wang Zhuan.

"Wang Zhuan, you don't know us too well, although the purpose of our trip is the same as for Ning Xiaochuan, but our positions are different after all, behind you is Beiban, and behind us is Dafeng.

We are greedy for glory and desire for wealth and nobility, but if those who cultivate martial arts do not have a bottom line in their hearts, what is the difference between them and those devils who kill people like hemp, and our bottom line is Dafeng.

Let's be treasonous, it is impossible, we can die in battle for Dafeng, but we will never survive for survival, today, Ning Xiaochuan can only die at our hands, as for you, you will have to pay the price for your arrogance. ”

"You have to think about it, life is only a hundred years, and martial artists are only two hundred years old, whether to follow me to enjoy the glory and wealth or cut off your future here, you have to think about it." Wang Zhuan shouted sharply, and at the same time, the dantian was running, and the true qi was parallel.

Song Shixin stepped forward, his eyes were full of killing intent, "First for people, then for ministers, first for the country, then for yourself; Today is your death, king. ”