The weather is so strange that it is unpredictable, and it is already pouring the rain of the hour wantonly, scattering and feeding the land.

In front of him, there will be no more literati and ink writers who are noisy

"Good rain knows the season" emotion, even Qi Moyan, who is famous for his chess skills and is respected as a god in the world, has injected all the Confucian self-cultivation techniques into the chess road, and has his own Confucian style.

Especially after the rain stopped suddenly, the already damp robe was even more sticky, and it didn't feel comfortable on the body, and the belly slander naturally turned into swearing.

At this time, it was precisely at the moment when the fourteenth prince Wang Jiang gave the order to attack. Looking at the ten thousand cow guards with each other's cooperation with each other to start charging in five or five, the front attracted the enemy to attack, and after the first round of feather arrows, the gap between the arrows, the rear five people rushed forward, so as to gradually attack, the second round of crossbow arrows has already attacked the front, and successfully cracked the rather headache-inducing pedal crossbow.

Although this self-made repeater was said by Wang Jiang to be very unpopular, its strength is here, and it should not be underestimated.

At this time, Wang He, the youngest princess of the dynasty who was very cheeky and cheeky, fell asleep by herself very irresponsibly in the name of taking care of the third watch of the night.

The armorer in charge of guarding outside the tent found a thick cloak and respectfully draped it over the river princess. Don't look at the usual Qianniuwei who are very arrogant, but they are also subordinate to the palace guards, protecting the safety of the palace, and taking care of these masters who do not teach people to worry.

After all, I have to be prepared to be discovered by my brother, and I am cautious to be cautious in words and deeds.

Wang Jiang, who was staring at Qianniuwei's charge, was also angry and funny when he heard his sister's slight snoring, and motioned to Qi Moyan to wait, in exchange for a soldier and a cloak to keep out the cold, he was really like a father and a mother who took care of his little sister.

Looking at Wang Jiang's vigorous and resolute behavior that should have been imperceptibly cultivated in the army when he was in command and dispatch just now, it was unacceptable to be so gentle and drizzly at this time, and the look that Qi Moyan revealed could already be described as incredible.

Especially the battle in front of the people to pinch a sweat, this loyal general from the prince seems to be walking around leisurely as if he is not in the game at all, which is the most incredible.

It's just that the next moment when the fourteenth prince left, Qi Moyan, who was so relaxed and wanted to ridicule him, didn't wait to speak, and suddenly felt that the warmth he had never felt before wrapped his body, and the irritability in his heart for days was driven out of his body.

So without warning, he suddenly looked sideways at the tent, he only regarded it as the third watch of the night, and it could only be regarded as the mystery of the third watch of the night that he could understand.

Although the changes in this made Qi Moyan very puzzled. Wang Jiang, who was in front of him and was focused on the battlefield, did not notice the strangeness of this moment.

The surrounding qi is circulating, and he doesn't know what kind of change is so much, Mo Yan shook his head, just regarded it as a slight discomfort caused by this weather change, and regarded it as a temporary trance.

Glancing at the sleeping princess Wang He in the simple military tent and the night watchman who should have been asleep in his opinion, Qi Mo Yan shook his head again, as if he had just been drenched with the spring rain that had just been dripping, and strode away with Wang Jiang.

Only Qin Sheng and Zhou Tong are left, these two should be the back-ups arranged by Wang Jiang, the biggest official at the moment, both of them are vigilant with knives, one hanging knife and one carrying knife, a waist knife widely equipped by the local military of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and a Miao knife that only exists in the hands of the palace guards, one left and one right are like door gods.

But at the next moment, they all looked at the two princesses and sons in the tent, who were obviously unable to perceive the changes in the outside world.

Obviously, the discipline of the local garrison is a little worse than that of Qianniuwei, so it can be seen that Zhou Tong just twisted his head and returned to normal, always unremitting, but Qin Sheng raised his hand to make a caressing movement out of thin air, his palm turned over and over, and he clearly felt an invisible airflow sliding through him, as if it were substance.

But I am very sure that this is definitely not the wind, just these few breaths, the air flow fluctuates like ripples in the lake layer by layer without stagnation, the young grass that has just emerged on the ground does not move, and the willow with green buds hanging on the old willow does not move, but this feeling like the wind on the face is really there, as hot as the smoke in the summer.

"You don't feel it?" Qin Sheng's headless sentence made Zhou Tong even more stunned, this forbidden army in the palace with a military resume indicating ten years of soldiers in the Western Regions only glanced at it and was said to be by his own little general

"I haven't fought before" is very strange. Seeing that the other party's expression was like this, Qin Sheng only thought that he didn't notice the strangeness here, so he reached out again to feel the warm air flow that suddenly wafted in, although he didn't notice where this unclear fluctuation went, but he was extremely clear about the origin, this is a unique sensitivity of a martial artist, different from Qi Mo Yan's trance, even Zhou Tong Qin Sheng, who was also in the army, who had only practiced the kind of rough and shallow mental method that was exclusive to Pei Yuan Guji in the army, could clearly feel the flow of qi unique to this kind of qi refining martial artist.

Clear and clear, like a spring breeze. The source is clearly from the account. It's just that for Qin Sheng's unheard of expression, Zhou Tong was not surprised, this Qian Niu Wei, who was now entrusted with Wang Jiang as a deputy general and was also the commander of a team in the palace, said: "What do you feel?" This is our princess since the beginning of the Taishan school of the mystical mind, the river princess has her own frail and sick, with this heart practice to strengthen the body, even when resting can also run on their own to care for the meridians. Why, haven't you heard of the Taishan sect's mental method that can be practiced while sleeping? Qin Sheng was at a loss.

After all, he is only a lieutenant of one side, and he naturally knows very little about those Jianghu sects and some strange methods.

It seems to be very comfortable to be gently surrounded by such a warm airflow, and the physical and mental exhaustion of the past few days seems to be swept away in an instant, and it is comfortable.

If it weren't for this fate, I am afraid that I would never see this little captain in my life, and I don't know so many cumbersome rules in the palace, so he leaned into the military tent again without any thoughts, which made Zhou Tong's eyes next to him slightly sharp.

The difference between respect and humility has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of these Qianniuwei who have been guarding in the palace for many years, and keeping the distance they should have is also the most important rule they should pay attention to when serving their masters.

It's just that the next moment, Zhou Tong, who was abnormally alert, found that the changes around him were absolutely beyond the scope of cognition, which made the accompanying deputy general dumbfounded and speechless.

With the military tent as the center, the grass that has just emerged on the ground turns green, and the sunny place under the tree, under the light of the torch, it is clearly visible that there are insects breaking through the soil and scaring away, and the old willow sprouting buds on one side slowly blooms.

Zhou Tong looked at it very strangely, and the green grass on this land also began to ripple layer after layer with the more and more obvious flow of qi, and the fluffy layer in other places was not very clear.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of the other black hammer armorers around, and Qian Niu Wei, who has been quietly taking care of Her Royal Highness this princess these days, said: "In the past few days, Princess River has also had such a situation when she is resting, as long as Princess River falls asleep, I will not be sleepy even if I don't sleep all night, which is very strange." In the past few days, several armor soldiers who have been secretly cooperating with Wang He to conceal their little general are also echoing, and they are all surprised by Princess He's strange skills, and they are chattering for a while.

Apparently woken up by this noise, Her Royal Highness the princess opened her eyes very impatiently, but before she could speak, she sat up as if she had a nightmare, panting like a cow, and like a drowning person who was rescued and gulped for air, like an old decay that was about to die, and the princess of the river was so shocked that she fell to the ground.

Zhou Tong, who was the closest, had already taken the lead in taking a step and leaning into the military tent, and the small tent suddenly became crowded.

Ye Sangen's face was unusually ruddy, as if he had taken a hot bath, his body was sweating profusely, and the dirty clothes that had just been tossed by the mad demon were even more filthy and sloppy.

The bloodshot eyes were as thick as blood, and he instantly glared at a man and a woman who were only three or four feet away, and the gaze of the two sharp blades like the essence made the loyal Qianniuwei not care about the difference between dignity and inferiority, and grabbed the princess's waist and quickly withdrew from the tent, and the long Miao knife was unsheathed by an inch, ready to go.

He had seen the night three watches who were crazy on the street, and it took a lot of effort for his own general and that famous disciple in the rivers and lakes to join forces, and he didn't believe that he could work together to subdue him, even if he added the life-saving black hammer armor behind him.

But a hoarse question came out,

"Where's my sister?" The princess Wang He, who was already so frightened by the weirdness of the night three watches, was about to cry,

"Three... Brother Sanchang, are you okay? ”

"Where's my sister!" This loud shout was not as gentle as the qi machine emitted from Wang He's body just now, it hit the bottom of his heart like a heavy hammer, and Zhijiao Zhou Tong exhaled a big breath of turbidity, biting the tip of his tongue to stabilize his mind.

In the end, it was Wang He, who could also feel the discomfort of his young playmate's expression, tremblingly pointing to the villa where the shouting and killing were gradually stopping, and said: "The second sister is in... In the villa, the imperial brother is..."It's just that before she can finish speaking, Ye San staggered up, but sat back on the ground with an unstable center of gravity, and the sudden dizziness made him have to sink into the dantian, but found that it was so small that he couldn't swim normally at all.

It seems that this one action has exhausted his strength, and the throat of the third night is like a bellows, snorting and panting unevenly.

"Get out of the way." There was no one to stop them, but they were still warning the blackhammer warriors outside the tent who were out of their sheaths.

It's just that no one moves. Just to prevent this third prince of the Ye family, who has long been famous and committed two major crimes of killing his head in Beijing, will threaten Her Royal Highness the princess.

Ye San didn't pay attention to it anymore, and poured the gossamer-like breath into his fingers from his body, and there were several big points from the lower abdomen to the fontanelle to control life and death, and the world was silent.

"Princess River, tell Jiang Yi to protect my sister carefully." The mutation reappeared, and there were sudden sounds of people in the woods, and a group of black-clothed people appeared with swords, and the sound of slashing and killing without warning was everywhere, and the Phoenix City garrison, which was defenseless for a while, was caught off guard, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were cut down by these black-clothed people who suddenly appeared.

Ignoring the night three, he closed his eyes. In an instant, the wind and clouds were agitated, and the waves and winds that did not belong to the world here were blowing for a while, and there was no sound again, like the calm before the storm in summer.

Then the surrounding energy contracted suddenly and urgently, and the tent was pulled a little crooked, and the bubbling air flow converged from all directions to the third watch of the night, dragging the three people on the side.

"Take this opportunity to clear up for a short time, and thank you first, Princess Guohe, for just borrowing a great grace." Ye Sangen put his hands on the ground, his expression was painful, his face was ruddy, and he was replaced with a sickly white, and his voice was hoarse like a drop of water in the sand sea for a long time, revealing a sense of weakness.

The surrounding air flow suddenly stopped, and suddenly exploded, and even the sturdy military tent that was bound was bounced away. The third night got up, how could he still be half weak?

But when he raised his hand, the aura of Haoran filled the heavens and the earth, scraping people on their backs and neighing, and the dense forests were swaying. The long knives and short knives sang and there was a buzz.

"In the name of the knife, the crown of my life, the spring and autumn cold and summer, the rain infiltrates, just to nourish the mind today."

"In the name of the ancestors of the mortuary tomb, please sword!" Under the gray moonlight, a cold light pierced the sky, as if it had opened an opening, which was breathtaking.

The five-foot Mo knife was on the ground, and there was a hint of murderous blush in the eyes of the third watchman. The rain poured down in an instant.