Chapter Seventy-Seven: Out of the North Liang
The second spring thunder sounded, and everything woke up a little, but there was still no spring color. The rain is drenched, and the dust is washed clean, extremely delicate, not like the majestic momentum after the summer thunder, and the rain is a little lingering.
Today, Xiao Qingchen went out of Beiliang, a group of four, at dawn, wearing brocade clothes and horses out of the Beiliang Palace, out of Beiliang City. The rain is fluttering, and the green silk is shaking. The delicate raindrops, drop by drop, fell on the hair of a group of four, and the hair fell on the horse after the rain, and the saddle was silky.
The four of them carried a bamboo hat, and the smoke under the bamboo hat covered their faces with silk scarves. Xiao Qingchen had nothing else, Xiao Pojun was carrying a bag behind him, and Wu Yang was still carrying a Tang knife.
Snow white, crimson, black lacquer, gray white. Snow white like a fairy, crimson geese, black and dull, gray and dead. These four colors are extremely strange when they are introduced to people's eyes.
Xiao Qingchen fell on his white horse and slept on it, watching the light rain fall, cool for a while.
"Young Master, where are we going this time?" Yanyan Yuma passed by Xiao Qingchen's side, covering Xiao Qingchen's eyes with his hand, Xiao Qingchen pushed it away and said, "I don't know, let's go step by step." Anyway, we know the way back. ”
"Young Master, do you want us to chase Miss now?" Yan Yan asked with a smile, Xiao Qingchen snorted and said, "You just want to see me being trained, right?" I have hurt you girls for so many years, and I have helped your young lady with everything. ”
"Of course. Whoever calls the lady is also a woman. Yan Yan said as a matter of course.
"Break the army." Xiao Qingchen ignored Yan Yan and shouted at Xiao Pojun who was left behind. "Eh, young master, I'm here" Xiao Pojun also turned his horse to follow. Xiao Pojun can understand Xiao Qingchen's meaning better than Xiao Yi, who is as cold as ice, Xiao Qingchen turned his head to Xiao Pojun and said, "How many silver tickets does that one carry?" “
Xiao Pojun smiled and said, "Young master, before leaving, my grandfather asked me to go to his place and gave me a stack of silver tickets, about a hundred or so tickets, ranging from five hundred taels to three thousand taels each." As he spoke, he discussed it from his bosom.
Xiao Qingchen nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, so that there are at least 50,000 taels, it seems that the old man still doesn't pick the door. After seeing the old man when he went out, his father ran away without saying anything, but he only had one hundred taels on him, so he could only eat and sleep in the open.
"Whoosh" A stack of silver tickets in Xiao Pojun's army disappeared in an instant. "Hey, you, young master!" Xiao Pojun saw that it was Yanyan beside the young master who snatched the silver ticket in his hand, although the two of them had known each other since childhood, but at this time, Xiao Qingchen spoke better.
"Yanyan, give me the silver ticket." Xiao Qingchen stretched out his hand to take the stack of silver tickets, but Yan Yan leaned over and put away the silver tickets. Xiao Qingchen just spoke, and Yan Yan took out a few silver tickets from his arms.
"Miss said, young master, you like to be lavgy, so I still take care of this money, if the young master is meaningful, go to *** theory. Hey, I can tell the young lady in an instant. Yan Yan saw that Xiao Qingchen wanted to refute, and immediately said.
"Yanyan, you don't have to do this, when the time comes, if a few of us are separated, won't we starve to death without you?" Xiao Qingchen argued.
"No, give." Yan Yan took out a silver ticket and gave it to Xiao Qingchen, Xiao Qingchen looked at it and shouted, "It's only one hundred taels!" Yan Yan handed over the remaining two silver tickets in his hand to Xiao Pojun and Wu Yang, and said with a smile, "This is your own expense when we get separated in the future." ”
Xiao Qingchen and Xiao Pojun glanced at each other and sighed deeply, Xiao Qingchen's previous thoughts were instantly shattered. Wu Yang, a group of four people, was silent, and he would only respond if Xiao Qingchen asked him a few words, and the rest was Xiao Qingchen, Yanyan, and Xiao Pojun chattering non-stop.
Faced with Xiao Qingchen's dissatisfaction, Yanyan opened his mouth and said, "This is what Miss said", and then Xiao Qingchen could only be defeated, walked for a while, and turned over a section of uphill road at noon, standing on the collar.
Xiao Qingchen looked at the scenery along the way, and he was not tired. Suddenly, Xiao Qingchen smiled and said, "Did we go out of the Northern Liang Realm?" Yan Yan said, "Not yet, we still have to travel a day to get out of Beiliang, we have only been traveling for half a day, even if the horsepower is good, it will take some time." ”
Xiao Qingchen nodded and said, "It seems that they are so bold!" ”
Xiao Qingchen stood up, no longer lying on horseback.
"Come out, everyone, is it fun to hide like this?" Xiao Qingchen shouted, the true qi contained, spread far away. Xiao Pojun pulled the bag in front of him, Wu Yang's closed eyes opened Huo Ran, grinned, and the Tang knife behind him rattled.
Dozens of people were killed in the woods on both sides, Xiao Qingchen looked at Wu Yang, who had already jumped to the pre-test, and said to him, "This time you are up, let me see how you practiced?" The one who guided you before was the famous sword king in the Beiliang Army.! “
Wu Yang nodded, turned the horse forward, and stood in front of Xiao Qingchen, who lay on the horse again. Wu Yang grinned, his eyes bloodthirsty.
"Boom!" With a bang, the Tang knife behind Wu Yang suddenly came out of the sheath automatically, Wu Yang held the Tang knife in one fell swoop, jumped his body, and left the saddle, Wu Yang now cut a knife in his mouth, and the knife qi directly split the two in half.
Wu Yang stood before everyone's death, and the Tang knife was extremely bright.
"Kill!" Wu Yang swung his knife and wanted to kill, each knife was extremely sharp, and the knife turned many times, quite a bit of Qiao Yu's demeanor. Yan Yan looked at the battlefield and then dictated every knife of Wu Yang.
Wu Yang's right foot is clothed forward, the step is wrong, the lower body, and then the Tang knife turns, holds the Tang knife back, turns and lifts, and then takes three steps back and the Tang knife stabs back.
Wu Yang said "one, two, three" in his mouth, the person who besieged him before spurted blood in his abdomen and then fell, and the person who was still holding the knife behind him was gently pushed by Wu Yang and slid out of the Tang knife. Wu Yang stepped forward, jumped up, turned his body, and the Tang knife slashed down fiercely, and the person in front of him even cracked the knife and the person.
Wu Yang has to see blood if he doesn't make a knife, Qiao Yu who learns a little bit of truth, Tang Dao doesn't see blood and doesn't return, and every knife breaks the enemy's courage.
Xiao Qingchen listened to Yan Yan's dictation of Wu Yang's every knife, frowned, and then got up and clamped the horse's belly. The white horse has been on the battlefield with Xiao Qingchen for three years, how can he not know Xiao Qingchen's intentions? The white horse instantly spread its hooves and galloped.
"You two stay here!" Xiao Qingchen said to Yanyan and Xiao Pojun, who wanted to move with him.
"Wu Yang, open the way for me!" Xiao Qingchen shouted.
Wu Yang understood, and ran in front of the white horse with a Tang knife in his hand. Tang Dao was even more aggressive than just now, and Wu Yang was even more excited to kill than just now. There was no one in front of Wu Yang, blocking the road.
"I'll open the way for the young master, who dares to stop it!" Wu Yang drank loudly, his face was terrifying like a demon, and the rest of the people were scared back a few steps! Xiao Qingchen pulled the reins, and the white horse crossed directly over Wu Yang's head. Wu Yang laughed when he saw that the enemy was so scared, this was a person who actually pounced on Xiao Qingchen.
Wu Yang smiled coldly, made a wrong step, stepped on the ground, jumped out diagonally, grabbed the man's leg, dragged it down, and then the Tang knife went up. Broken from the lower body to the upper body.
Xiao Pojun looked at Wu Yang with a smile, he liked this kid's killing methods. Yan Yan also smiled and said, "This person can open the way for the young master!" ”
Xiao Qingchen sat down on the white horse and called it the white horse, which directly took the meaning of the white horse passing through the gap. The white-clothed white horse was like white lightning at this moment, and galloped into the distance with the deafening sound of horses' hooves. Behind him was Wu Yang holding a Tang knife to kill the Quartet, and no one could take half a step.
Xiao Qingchen rushed out a few miles away and jumped up from the horse. The dust sword in his hand appeared, and the sword intent came out, "Break!" Xiao Qingchen snorted coldly, and the surrounding woods were shattered by sword qi. In the smoke and dust, a person sneaked in.
Xiao Qingchen's sword went straight to the center of the man's eyebrows. The sword intent attacked, like a violent storm, and that person had the possibility of being assassinated by the sword intent in an instant. The man flew into the smoke and dust again, dodging Xiao Qingchen's sword.
Xiao Qingchen fell to the ground, his sword aura lingering, "Who is here?" Xiao Qingchen said coldly. The man walked out of the smoke and dust, and his sleeves had been shattered by Xiao Qingchen's sword qi just now.
"The giveaway!" That's humane. Xiao Qingchen's eyes narrowed, the sword aura of the dust sword was even better, Xiao Qingchen had killed countless people, the dust sword was stained with blood, and the murderous aura was extremely viscous.
"To whom?" Xiao Qingchen said. The man also felt Xiao Qingchen's viscous murderous aura, and sneered, "Take my hand to make up for the sky!" “
As he spoke, the man's palms of true qi worked, closed in front of his chest, turned around, his palms were combined, and then he held up the sky. At this time, the two big hands in the sky directly attacked Xiao Qingchen, Xiao Qingchen sneered, the sword intent and sword qi were combined, turning into a giant sword, directly slashing the two big hands of that person!
"Broken!" Xiao Qingchen shouted, the man's mending hand broke in response, Xiao Qingchen's sword intent did not disappear, and he turned around and killed the man. The man was shocked and made a move to stop the sword intent that was attacking him, but Xiao Qingchen turned again, his body was too fast, and he disappeared directly, and then appeared on the left side of the person, and when the person reacted, the dust sword was already resting on his neck.
With the sword just now, Xiao Qingchen actually had sword intent, and then turned sharply and turned behind the man, and only then did he succeed. The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the cold sword qi on the dust sword made him shiver all over his body. Not to mention the murderous aura on the dust sword, just looking at the material of the dust sword, the iron casting of the ice under the ice in the extremely cold place, can make people cold all over the body, if it is not for Xiao Qingchen's profound skills, he can't control it.
"Say!" As soon as Xiao Qingchenchen's sword turned, the blade was about to cut that person's throat in an instant.
"Xiao Lang!" There was a soft cry behind him, Xiao Qingchen was stunned, he heard whose voice it was, it was hers. Xiao Qingchen lit the man's acupuncture points and sealed his eight veins of the Qi Sutra. Just now he asked, a hint of her aroma, before chasing after him.
Xiao Qingchen put away his sword and turned around, and when he saw Yiren, his smile was like a flower.
The murderous aura in the sky dissipated, and Yiren stood quietly holding an oil-paper umbrella, dressed in the same white clothes as Xiao Qingchen, floating with the breeze.
"Xiao Lang." Yiren approached and shared an oiled paper fan with Xiao Qingchen.
"Why are you here?" Xiao Qingchen took the oil-paper umbrella and said. Wen Renqing's lips rose lightly and said, "You want to go to the rivers and lakes, can I accompany you?" ”
Xiao Qingchen shook his head and smiled, "Not good." ”