Outside the city of Bazhou, another miracle appeared.

According to historical records, on the 27th day of September in the Wei calendar, outside the city of Bazhou, the sky bloomed with divine light, and three gods came to the sky.

Above the golden sky, three five- or six-meter burly yellow turban wrestlers who were wearing golden holy armor and holding swords and axes were quietly suspended, and their eyes exuding a golden luster stared at the black-robed man who was also in the void without emotion.

The black-robed man showed a rare solemn look in his eyes, looking at the three yellow turban wrestlers in front of him, the black shadow muttered to himself:

"There is actually a strong grandmaster to protect you......"

The black shadow did not move, and the three yellow turban wrestlers quietly maintained a motionless posture.

After a long time, the black shadow slowly shook his head, took a deep look at the two people who were still fighting below, Jia Wu and Zhang Gu, and then said in a deep voice full of regret:

"Let's go, A-Go!"

After speaking, the black robe took the lead in turning into a black light, and a few of them disappeared outside the city.

At the same time, Jia Wu and Zhang Gu slapped each other fiercely, and the two of them retreated.

Glancing at the yellow turban wrestler in the sky, and then at the black shadow that had fled away, Jia Wu snorted coldly and also dodged away.

The appearance of the three yellow turban wrestlers almost made the entire Bazhou sensational, and all the people in the rivers and lakes in Bazhou poured into the city tower to worship this strange scene in front of them.

Xiao Chen looked up at the void, and his eyes were also emotional.

As the black shadow left, the golden yellow of the sky slowly dissipated, and the luster on the three yellow turban wrestlers disappeared at the same time, and then, the figures of the three wrestlers became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into three soybeans, and fell into the void weakly.

Stretching out his hand to put three soybeans into his palm, Xiao Chen smiled dumbly, and finally put the soybeans into his arms.

Beside his ears, there was a voice that only Xiao Chen could hear:

"If you are still alive in ten years, Bazhou City Tower, ask you to fight!"

……

On the third day of the tenth month of the Wei calendar, only six days after the miracle of Bazhou passed, Xiao Chen's deeds, which were supposed to be low-key in the rivers and lakes, have spread all over the world.

According to Xiao Chen's route, the world probably guessed that Xiao Chen's destination was the three southwestern states of Linghu Chu.

As a result, there were many unknown heroes along the way, either blocking the road and asking for swords, trying to sharpen their martial arts, or they were dissatisfied with Xiao Chen and tried to kill this scourge for the world, or they admired Xiao Chen's deeds of swearing to defend Yong'an and came to help.

In short, Xiao Chen left a lot of good stories along the way.

The most famous is to step on a sword when passing through Liu Haocheng, reproduce the miracle of Guan Chi's thousands of strikes, and defeat six first-class martial artists with one sword.

Since then, no long-eyed knight dares to go to Xiao Chen's trouble without authorization.

On the fourth day of October, in early winter, heavy snow has fallen.

After the last lecture of the old man with a solemn look, the old man of the Bazhou Academy elegantly took off his long shirt and put on a thick fur coat, and said goodbye to the school he regarded as a holy place in such a hurry.

In the ardent eyes of the students, the old man walked outside the house, took up a little girl with her head tied in pigtails, wearing a floral cloth jacket, and her little face was red from the cold, and walked away in the snow.

The wind and snow are all over the sky, and the catkins-like university is gradually submerging the footprints of the old and the young.

The soldiers in the house walked outside one after another, and only slowly withdrew their gaze until the old man's figure disappeared completely.

Walking out of the school palace engraved with the plaque of the Bazhou Academy, the old man reluctantly glanced at the plaque behind him, turned his head to look at the inaccessible street, sighed, took the little girl's hand with one hand, and whispered:

"Where did you say that kid was?"

Shan Xuan tilted his head, pondered for a while, and said, "Grandpa, are you talking about that muddy prince Xiao Chen?" ”

The old man laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, it's the muddy prince." ”

Hearing the old man mention the peerless eldest brother, Shan Xuan's mood instantly improved, and he jumped up and down: "Yesterday, I heard Mr. Storyteller say that he has arrived at Liu Haocheng, and after Liu Haocheng, even if he is about to enter the border of the three southwestern states, if the foot is fast, he should be about to reach the southwest three states." ”

The old man nodded silently, but pulled the little girl forward slowly.

Shan Xuan turned his head to look at the school palace behind him, and suddenly asked, "Grandpa, you don't teach and educate people anymore?" ”

The old man's figure was stunned, and he suddenly shook his head and smiled: "Don't teach." ”

"Why?" Shan Xuan's big eyes were full of doubts. My grandfather always said that he had to learn until he was old, and he would never put down the books in his hand unless he couldn't walk in the future. But this time, his grandfather abruptly turned his back on the faith he had held for the first half of his life.

The little girl didn't understand.

The old man raised his head, and countless snowflakes fell on the old man's cloudy eyes.

He suddenly remembered his pure teachings to the young man in the inn, and in his own eyes at that time, what he said was not the most reasonable saying in the world?

But just two days ago, he received the news that the Yongan army had arrived in the three southwestern states and fought against the soldiers of the Guizhou State with the king of Huainan, Linghu Chu.

The victory in the first battle saved the apocalyptic scene of thousands of people struggling to survive in fire and water.

Bai Qi's army is still quelling the flood chaos.

But what about the royal family of Wei State...... One was arrested, the other was unknown in life and death, and there was no royal voice in the world.

Now that I think about it, the young man was really right, the royal family is not the royal family of the past.

Gently patting the snow chips off his body, the old man shouted.

"It's a different day."

Then the old man took the little girl's hand, and the slow pace was a little faster, then more and more open, and finally gradually began to run.

In the vast snowy street, only the laughter of old people and children can be heard, and the wind and snow fall, and after a while, there is no trace on the snow.

……

In the southwest three states of Manshenzhou, a horse-drawn carriage is slowly moving forward in the snow.

It was freezing outside, but inside the carriage was hot. There was a charcoal fire in the car, and a delicate-looking girl was leaning against the wall of the car, looking out the window with a happy face.

The curtain opened, and a woman who looked like a maid walked into the carriage, and complained with her hands:

"Miss, it's too cold this day, why do you want to go out hunting?"

The girl knocked lightly on the door of the maid's head, and said angrily: "The front line is constantly fighting, my father is afraid that I am not safe, and he has locked me up in the house for seven or eight days. ”

The maid seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly said with a wicked smile:

"Miss, then let me tell you about the deeds of my future uncle, I heard that my uncle has left a lot of romantic stories on the way to Shenzhou. Some people also say that my uncle is the reincarnation of a god in the sky, and every time he encounters danger, there are gods to save him. ”

The girl raised her delicate brows and said with an indignant expression:

"But my father said that he was a gentleman who didn't learn anything."