The common people. "I really don't know, in what capacity do you Feng Yanzong still want to go to Jixia to participate in the Talent Conference, the Wei State is no longer there, do you Feng Yanzong still have the face to stand in the forest of the hundred schools of all the sons?" Zhang Huan looked at the boxing martial artist Shi Cheng with a look of disdain, as a ranger, he had witnessed the soldiers of the Wei State, driving his people to Anyi City like a flock of sheep.

If it weren't for the fact that a friend hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid he would have rushed up with his sword to explain the reason with those arrogant and rude armorers.

Shi Cheng frowned, the cause of the previous battle was because of the indignant remarks of the ranger Zhang Huan.

As one of the top ten sects in the Wei State, Feng Yanzong has a marriage with the Wei family, so it can be said that Feng Yanzong has today's glory, and most of the reasons are also from the support of the Wei State.

But as Zhang Huan said, the Wei family, whose country was ruined overnight, did not seem to have received help from anyone who had supported it.

As a native of Chu, I don't feel sorry for the so-called Wei Guozuo. It's just that as a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, I deeply regret the ten major sects in that country, and coldly watch the destruction of my family and country.

If one day, the army will come to Chu, he believes that the rivers and lakes of Chu will never give the king an indifferent response.

Practicing martial arts first and practicing virtue first, and a gentleman should defend the country, this is the indoctrination that their generation of martial artists has received since childhood.

No matter how big the grudge is on the rivers and lakes, he believes that in the face of the interests of the family and the country, the rivers and lakes of Dachu will definitely be able to unite as one to protect the family and defend the country.

Of course, Shi Cheng was very angry, where was Feng Yanzong's reluctance to make a move.

But the destruction of the Wei State was too sudden, and who would have thought that there would be a sudden mutiny in the city of Anyi.

By the time they learned the news, they had no chance to protect the Lord of King Qin.

The heads of the royal family have been sent into the camp of the Qin-Zhao coalition army by the Kuaima Su army.

Fifteen horsemen sent the head and the seal of the king of Wei, sent a book, and then drew a sword on the spot to kill themselves, which can be said to be absolutely vigorous, a total of thirty good heads are so horizontal in the military account of the Qin and Zhao coalition army.

Shi Cheng turned around silently, now that the country is gone, he really doesn't want to argue about these things anymore.

The Feng Yan Sect has now sealed the mountain gate, and all the disciples have been dismissed from the mountain.

The country has been broken, and they really don't have the confidence to fight against the horses of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry to step on the rivers and lakes.

In fact, the elders of the sect did not ask the disciples to go to the Qi Kingdom to participate in the so-called meritocracy conference.

As Zhang Huan said, people without a country are like duckweed without roots, but it is easy to make people look down on everywhere.

Even if it was a sect that was quite famous in the rivers and lakes of the Seven Kingdoms before, and even the sect that was in the limelight, it was also the same.

In the territory of Dayan back then, the Northern Yan Crazy Sword Gate, known as the first sect in the world, was not decayed and disappeared in one day.

But Shi Cheng just wanted to listen to the sages' words about governing the world, and if he had the opportunity, he also wanted to ask the sages whether the Wei State was really as rumored in the streets, and the country should die, and it was not a pity to die.

Looking at Shi Cheng's lonely back, the corners of Zhang Huan's eyes bent slightly, and the corners of his mouth were also touched.

The people of the rivers and lakes only know that he Zhang Huan is from Chudi, but only he knows where his roots are.

When the Yan Kingdom collapsed, he was still young, and it was a seriously injured servant who desperately sent him to the home of a distant relative in the Chu State.

Zhang Huan reached out and gently touched an inconspicuous wooden box around his waist, and then turned around silently.

There is a broken sword in the box, and the inscription on the sword body has the word 'crazy'!

It was the first sect in the northern border of Dayan, and the 'Northern Yan Crazy Sword Gate', which was known as the first sect in the world.

Meng Juntong looked at the two people who turned to leave, and just felt a little happy, and felt melancholy again.

Bai Yu gently pulled the corner of Meng Juntong's clothes: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Juntong barely squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, Master is just a little homesick." ”

Xiang Ming didn't speak, Meng Juntong never mentioned where her home was, and he didn't ask. It's just that it seems that the person in Beijing knows a lot about Meng Juntong's hometown, and after he goes back later, he still has to ask a few more questions, even if he is punished, it doesn't matter.

The turmoil on the trail quickly subsided, and those involved by the two masters were fortunately not seriously injured.

"After the mountain in front, we will arrive at the country of Qi. ”

If you count the day, there is still more than half a month before the sage conference is held, and if you hurry a little faster, the time will be considered in time.

"Let's not find a place to settle outside, if we enter the mountain at this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out before dark. ”

The mountain in front of me is called Fuji Mountain, which is the Dongyue of the former Wei State, the mountain range runs through the Qi and Wei countries, stretching for more than 40 miles in total, and the peripheral mountains often have the Orion Chai Fu of the two countries to beg for life, but in the depths of the mountain range, it is said that very few people dare to enter.

One is that he is afraid that Lin Shen will get lost, and the other is that he is worried about the ghosts and spirits in the mountains.

I heard the villagers who lived nearby occasionally mention that this Fuji Mountain was once an ancient battlefield a long, long time ago.

It is impossible to go back to the exact date, but in short, there was a very tragic battle here.

According to the legend of our ancestors, the great battle was bloodstained for a long time, and even the mountain springs that flowed down from the mountains were red.

Since then, every night, people in the mountains can hear the sound of swords and iron horses.

Xiang Ming didn't want to cause more trouble, the ghosts and ghosts mostly traveled at night, so they didn't need to bump into them.

Meng Juntong turned his head to look at Bai Yu, and suddenly smiled: "Our Xiao Yu's qualifications are already very good, but there is only one deficiency that needs to be tempered." ”

Xiang Ming and Bai Yu both turned their heads and looked at Meng Juntong suspiciously.

Meng Juntong stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly on Bai Yu's forehead: "It's just that I'm too timid." ”

In the past, Bai Yu always had to hide behind Meng Juntong as a reflex, but now that she has just started practicing martial arts, it doesn't matter if she is not good.

If she waits until her swordsmanship is small, and she wants to go through the rivers and lakes alone, she is still so bold, then how can it be good.

Bai Yu suddenly realized what his master was going to do, and his face turned white with a brush.

"Master, don't!" she hugged Meng Juntong's waist tightly, and sat down hard, as if trying to prevent Meng Juntong from entering the mountain.

Xiang Ming was dumbfounded, and smiled helplessly, he had also experienced this courage, when he was a child, he was also thrown to the mass grave and cemetery by the elders of the family, but Meng Juntong played hard enough, and directly sent the apprentice to the ghost in the deep mountains.

He came behind Bai Yu and gently patted the Winter Thunder Sword behind Bai Yu: "Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, you are a little swordsman, you have to have that kind of sword in your hand, and the heroic momentum I have in the world." ”

Meng Juntong glared at Xiang Ming: "There is no way to hide your mouth." ”

Xiang Ming smiled and stopped talking.

In this way, Bai Yu was carried by Meng Juntong, and the three of them entered Fuji Mountain together.