A sword to block the river.

A sword blossoms.

Flowers on the river.

The river was cut off from it.

The flower seems to be swaying in the waves, then broken, and then the sword is born.

So ten thousand swords rose.

"Dao Sword ......!"

Huai Pingshan exclaimed, "Who are you from Wanxi Zhai Xiao Mantou?!" ”

Xiao Baozi was stunned, the master has been called for nearly 20 years, could it be that the master's name is Xiao Mantou?

Sure enough, there is no culture!

Sure enough, it's like a village girl!

In the midst of those ten thousand swords, Huai Pingshan made another sword, swept with a sword, and then he soared into the sky.

He didn't draw another sword.

When he fell, the thousands of sword intents had been shattered under his sword.

He still looked at Xiao Baozi, and suddenly asked, "Are you picked up by Xiao Mantou?" ”

Xiao Baozi raised his eyebrows, quite surprised: "How do you know this?" ”

Huai Pingshan grinned, smiled meaningfully, and did not answer her words, but asked again: "Is the steamed bun good?" ”

“…… Are you talking about the previous lord of Late Creek Zhai? ”

"Exactly."

"She's in the ground."

“…… Are you the current master of Wanxi Zhai? ”

"Yes, you haven't answered my question yet."

"What's your name?"

Xiao Baozi's neck was raised:

"I won't tell you!"

"You have a piece of jade on your body, blood jade, with phoenix patterns!"

Xiao Baozi was suddenly shocked, "How do you know?" ”

"Come here, the old man will tell you."

Xiao Baozi pondered for a moment, after all, she still wanted to know her life experience, so she walked forward.

Just when she walked to the distance from Huaiping Mountain......

Huai Pingshan suddenly took out a sword!

The sword is like a thunderbolt, and it is as bright as a meteor!

This is the strongest sword in Huaipingshan's life!

He believed that this girl, who was only about twenty years old, would never be able to escape his sword!

She's going to die!

You have to die, too!

What Xiao Baozi felt at this moment was Ling Yan's killing intent, which enveloped her in all directions, sealing her like a cage.

"You go to die!"

"Let's die with Xiao Mantou!"

Huaiping Mountain was like crazy, and he laughed loudly, but suddenly ......

His laughter stopped abruptly.

His eyes widened, and his eyes were full of fear—

He saw that in the midst of his extreme sword intent, a hand suddenly reached out!

That hand came from heaven.

Just like that, straight and unscrupulous, he stretched out into the sword cage he had woven with sword intent.

The sleeve of that hand was cut into pieces by the sword intent, and it flew in the sword qi like a butterfly.

But that hand was unscathed.

That hand grabbed Xiao Baozi's neck, and as soon as he lifted it, Xiao Baozi came out of the sword cage, and came out with a sword, a sword shocking!

"You actually lied to me!"

"Do you know that the person I hate most in my life is the person who lied to me!"

The hand let go.

Xiao Baozi went away with a sword, and walked with the sword.

Most of Huaiping Mountain's internal strength was used on the sword cage, and he was powerless at this moment.

He retreated, but not as fast as Xiao Baozi.

He swung his sword and blocked.

With a clanging sound of fine iron, he had retreated to the precipice, and he could not retreat.

Xiao Baozi is full of sword intent and moves forward.

A canopy of blood swayed, and Xiao Baozi pierced Huai Pingshan's right chest with a sword!

The Fuji Sword pierced through the back of Huaiping Mountain, pierced into the rock, and nailed Huaiping Mountain to the rock alive.

Xiao Baozi didn't slaughter Huaiping Mountain, she stretched out a finger and sealed Huaiping Mountain's acupoint.

Only then did he draw his sword.

The sword in Huai Pingshan's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, his face full of despair.

Yan Jidao landed beside Xiao Baozi, one of his arms was red outside.

"Thank you, senior!"

"No need to thank me...... If you want to thank you, thank you master. ”

"Senior and my master know each other?"

Yan Jidao smiled slightly: "Once, Xiao Mantou was also a legendary existence in Kyoto!" ”

Xiao Baozi was suddenly curious: "So, my master has a story?" ”

"There are a lot of stories, if you want to know about them, you can go to the Tai Academy and find the old man who is full of flowers!"

“…… Oh! ”

Xiao Baozi suppressed the curiosity in his heart and looked back at the battlefield behind him.

……

……

In a short time, the battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

Gathered in other fields, the blood flowed into rivers, and the corpses were all over the wilderness.

At dusk, the battle ended.

The 30,000-strong army of Huaiping Mountain ran away by the thousands, and more than 20,000 died.

And Huaiping Mountain was naturally captured by Xiao Baozi.

Although this battle was a great victory, no one had the slightest joy of victory on their faces.

The soldiers of the Xuanjia Battalion began to clean up the battlefield under the leadership of Zhou Zheng, and the small wooden building where Zhongli Ruoshui once lived has now become a sacrifice hall.

There were three corpses in the sacrificial hall, as well as a pitch-black altar.

Li Chen'an stood in front of the desk with the corpse, he looked at these old people who were once extremely close, and suddenly shed two lines of tears.

He thought that he would never be moved, guilty, and angry with anyone in this world except Zhongli Ruoshui in his life.

He didn't think it had anything to do with him.

But now he has a kind of pain in his skin.

He remembered the kind old lady who was fishing by the pond under the big-leaved banyan tree in the Dingguo Mansion.

He also remembered the intoxicating orchid fragrance on Peach Blossom Island, and the erudite and elegant old man in the orchid fragrance.

There is also the old man who likes to lie under the crooked neck tree of the Imperial City Division and spares no effort to help himself.

Of course, there are also the old people who painted Pingtung who spent the nights with him and beat him with a stick.

They are all old people.

They are also old people who have given themselves a lot of warmth and care in the short days they have been in this world.

Now, they're all gone.

Mrs. Fan is because of the perseverance in her heart.

Shang Di is because of the ethereal belief he is pursuing.

The eldest grandson Jinghong was because of his promise to plant the crooked-necked tree back then.

Wu Xichen was for the original agreement, and also to see the door of the great master.

Old Madam Fan's persistence does not know what the result will be.

Shang Di's belief may be a long, long time before he can see it.

The promise of the eldest grandson Jinghong has now fallen on his shoulders.

Wu Xichen, I don't know if he saw the door at the moment he was dying.

After all, dust to dust and dust.

As Mrs. Fan said on her deathbed: This world belongs to young people like you after all!

It's just that the world once belonged to them.

Yan Jidao was standing not far behind Li Chen'an.

He silently looked at the corpses, and then silently looked at Li Chenan's back, and after a while, he asked:

"What's next for you?"

Li Chenan sighed for three breaths: "Early tomorrow morning, enter Kyoto!" ”

"Who are you going to kill in Kyoto?"

"Whoever stops me, I will kill him!"

"And then?"

"Talk to the prince."

Yan Jidao thought for a while and said:

"The country can't be without a king for a day, the emperor has died in Changle Palace, the eldest son of the emperor doesn't know where he is, and Xi Wei killed more than half of the ministers in the court......"

"What's next for the Imperial Court?"

"There are not so many ministers in the court, there are still some in the prison of the officials, and then they will preside over the daily life of the court, and wait for me to take the emperor's eldest son back!"

Yan Jidao didn't say anything more, but he was very worried in his heart.

Worried that if Xi Wei knew that Li Chenan had no intention of becoming an emperor, he was afraid that Xi Wei would get rid of Li Chenan without hesitation.

I am also worried about the great Ningguo, and it depends on how the remaining officials in the DPRK and the central government will deal with this more complicated situation.

I am also worried about the eldest son of the emperor who was pinned on by Fan Taohua, whether he has the ability to support this piece of the Ning Kingdom!

……

……

It was night, and the lights of the other fields were lit until dawn.

It was night, and the lights in the small building in the backyard of the Tai Academy had not been extinguished.

Su Muxin poured a glass of wine for Hua Manting, "It's late at night, it's time for the teacher to rest." ”

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until dawn."

“……”