The temperature dropped a lot during the night, and the snow was still falling.

Although it is a leeward outlet, the wind and snow are cold, which makes people feel a little unwell, and a few bowls of hot soup make people warm up a little.

The horses huddled together to keep each other warm, and except for the warriors on duty at night, everyone else got into the tents, snoring one after another.

Shizi didn't sleep, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he also lay in the warm quilt of the beauties, but he couldn't sleep peacefully, so he simply got up, got dressed and went out of the big tent.

"Scared?"

A voice came from behind Yang Jingxuan.

Shizi didn't look back, this voice was too familiar, it was Ah Zuo.

"It's not too scared, but I just feel like I won't be safe tonight, they will definitely come, and they will soon enter the north, and they will definitely not want to let me go." Yang Jingxuan shook his head, his gaze swept over the surrounding mountains and pondered.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." Ah Zuo said with an oath.

"Haha, you'd better protect yourself." Yang Jingxuan turned around and scolded with a smile and gave Ah Zuo a punch.

A thunderclap exploded overhead.

Ah Zuo's eyes were quick, and he pushed the prince in front of him to the side, and with a flash of silver light, a sharp arrow that shot extremely quickly was cut in half by him.

"Finally I can't help but do it to me!" Yang Jingxuan squinted his eyes and said.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was loud, and it seemed that thousands of troops and horses were rushing towards them.

The war drums were beaten, and the well-trained warriors quickly rushed out of the tents and mounted their horses to set up their formations.

"Southeast." Zhang Yan, the commander of the cavalry, shouted and drew his sword to the front.

Thousands of cavalry quickly drew their bows and arrows.

"Shoot."

"Bang bang bang..." The bowstring rang in my ears instantly, and the bow and arrow turned into a black cloud and smashed towards the southeast.

"Shoot again..."

Round 2... Round 3... Round 4...

"Charge with me..."Zhang Yan swung his knife again, bearing the brunt of the attack.

Thousands of cavalry followed closely behind, the ground trembled as the horses' hooves treaded, and the snow on the distant mountains slid down.

"This is the elite teacher of my Yang family, why are you afraid of this?" Shizi looked at the majestic black-armored cavalry and said with relief.

"Your Royal Highness, remember that you owe me another jar of good wine." Ah Zuo smiled and patted Shizi's shoulder and said.

Every time he saves the prince, he will make the prince owe him a jar of good wine, and now if the prince cashes in, he should be able to fill a room.

"I know, I know, this is the one hundred and twenty-fourth altar, I remember it all." Yang Jingxuan said angrily.

Soon there was a sound of slashing and killing in the distance, Yang Jingxuan showed a smile on his face, as long as he got started, the Yang family's cavalry had never lost, before he was in a hurry, the other party would only harass from a distance, and when the cavalry chased over, the person had already run away, now it was different, as long as it was close to each other, the Yang family's iron cavalry would win.

"Okay, the results are known, let's go back, it's really cold." Yang Jingxuan shook the snow on his body and walked towards the big tent.

"Son of the dog, accept your life." Suddenly, there was a shout around the camp.

"Turn the tiger away from the mountain!" Yang Jingxuan was taken aback and hurriedly looked.

I saw that the white snow around the camp suddenly began to shake, and then people in white leather jackets climbed up from the snow, and the knives in their hands emitted a cold glow in the moonlight.

"Your Royal Highness, you stand back, leave it to me here." Ah Zuo crossed the knife in front of him, blocking the prince behind him.

"You're still thinking of me as the unlearned squire in Kyoto?" Shizi smiled, his eyes were not panicked, but murderous intent.

"That's right, then this time one and a half, and the right side belongs to me." Ah Zuo laughed, flicked the sword, and rushed forward.

"Yingluo, bring the sword." Shizi watched Ah Zuo step forward, and the blood in his body that had been calm for a long time instantly boiled.

"Bang..."

A sword roar sounded from the tent, and then the cold light broke out of the tent and was caught in the hands of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"I have a sword, and the world knows it."

"You are fortunate enough to become the soul of this sword."

The cold light flashed, blood splashed, and everywhere His Royal Highness the Prince passed, people were flying, and the blood smashed hot blood puddles on the snow.

"Hahaha........." His Royal Highness laughed like a madman, and the resentment in his heart for many years was being vented frantically.

………

On the leeward mountain of Beilong Mountain, on the edge of a cliff, an old man who looks like a scholar stands with his hands in his hands, and behind him is a young man with a strong body and a high height.

"Master, when are we going to make a move?" The young man asked in a quiet voice, looking at his expression as if he was a little worried.

"Xiao You, calm down, I've said it many times for the teacher, don't be impatient when you encounter problems, Xuan'er and Xiao Zuo can handle it." The old man said in a slightly majestic voice.

"Yes, master." Ah You lowered his head and replied.

The old man is His Royal Highness the Prince of the World and the master of Ah Zuo and Ah You, Ye Bu doesn't know, the people in the rivers and lakes call him a ghost scholar, and when he gets older, some people call him the ghost book saint, and there are countless souls in the pen of a judge.

"The real master didn't strike again, the arrow just now must be a master above the eighth grade, Xuan'er and Xiao Zuo are not his opponents yet, you can meet him for a while." Ye Buzhi said softly, but his eyes were always staring at the top of the southeast mountain in the distance.

"Yes, master." Ah You replied with a fist on his face.

………

"Shizi, do you feel familiar with the kung fu of this group of people?" Ah Zuo asked after slashing the person in front of him with a knife.

"Hmph, if it's really the thief's person, such an obvious internal effort, I don't know how to change it, either I'm stupid, or I think I'm going to eat us tonight." Yang Jingxuan replied coldly, and as soon as the words fell, two heads flew into the sky.

"Bang" Another thunderous explosion sounded, and a sharp arrow burst with the momentum of thunder, and the target was Yang Jingxuan.

"Be careful." Ah Zuo shouted a reminder, he was some distance away from Yang Jingxuan, and at this time, there were killers around him, and he couldn't rescue him at all.

"It's good to come." Yang Jingxuan shouted coldly, his body turned, and the long sword in his hand turned into a piece of sword light that enveloped him.

With a crisp sound of "ding", Yang Jingxuan was shocked and retreated, and a powerful force was transmitted to his arm with the long sword, and his entire right arm instantly became numb, and he could no longer exert the slightest strength.

"It's much stronger than just now, I can't stand it." Handing the long sword to his left hand, Yang Jingxuan let out a low snort.

At this time, he was close to several killers, and he was not good at the sword in his left hand, and he had some difficulty coping with it at this time.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, don't panic, the old slave is here." A figure flashed to Yang Jingxuan's side, and with a wave of his hand, several killers vomited blood and flew out.

"Lao Hong, there's a powerful character there." Yang Jingxuan held a sword in his left hand until the top of the southeast mountain.

"One of the three deputy commanders of Ouchi, Ben Thunder Arrow Wang Kun, an eight-rank and a half master."

Originally, Lao Hong didn't plan to make a move, he knew that His Royal Highness the Prince needed to vent, and these killers who were a little powerful for ordinary people were just tools to vent in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince, but this eight-and-a-half-rank deputy commander was different, at least the current His Royal Highness the Prince was not his opponent.

"Bang Bang ........." The bowstring sounded on the top of the southeast mountain, and a figure stepped on the arrow, and it arrived in front of the prince in an instant like a leisurely stroll.

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