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Xiaoyin, you may not expect that we who were once young still don't understand what it means to grow up......

Often passing in front of me, childhood and Yulian frolicking in Qilian Mountain, and Jun Chi escort the emperor's mausoleum, vaguely seen in a dream, and Yin'er when the ripples of the upper half of the Li River, and Shengnan when the wine of Yangzhou City full of fallen leaves. Where is the fastest update of the novel? Please look for the biquge.infobiquge.info of Aishang Novel Network

The sky is like sand, and the past is taken away by the wind.

Lin Qian, the mountains of Longshan, black and white, good and evil, but at this moment, I and you, are clear enemies, once in the past, when any past is wiped out, I have long forgotten, I am the son of a traitor, the predecessors have made mistakes, and the descendants have no way out. So, in the deep night, watching the night owl skim through the jungle, sin began to gradually erode me. I, Hong Hanshu, finally understood that people's endings will change, and people's roles will be reversed. Who else would be so lucky to accept the cruel test of fate...... Happiness...... Always belong to someone else......

After the night swept the Kunlun Mountains, he carried a flute to touch the dusk.

I don't know if it was from the moment the hateful knife disappeared, he was destined to be intertwined with Lin Qian.

At this moment, in fact, there has been a break......

The exposure and arrest of Shen Yan aroused Hong Hanshu's vigilance, so since mid-September, it has been as much as a month, but all Lin Qian's rescue or suspected rescue has been extinguished by Hong Hanshu, and Fan Jing has also been driven away, leaving only a prescription.

So on the battlefield, Hong Hanshu's demolition routes of Xiaguanying, Hongliu, Pengwan, Bailu, Xiayinshan, and Guanchuan River were accompanied by Lin Qian in the form of complete copying, almost fighting all the way and entangled all the way, making Hong Hanshu feel that he was chasing closer and closer.

Although as Hong Hanshu said to Yin'er, "How many times have I won Lin Qian" is true, how many times he has won Lin Qian, Lin Qian has probably won him many times. The level is already close, what is there to compare. So everyone has a part in these realms. From an outsider's point of view, it is still thought that Hong and Lin will work together and share it in five or five. The record is equal, and although Hong Hanshu is not embarrassed, he is not happy.

In particular, the Cun Zài, whose name is Yue Feng, really makes him feel that it is an eyesore. In a certain sense, it is indeed him who is swallowing the country now, and he should take revenge as his younger brother Yue Feng - but he is Lin Qian's arm, and he is taking revenge as an allied general, how ridiculous.

Absurd but also ironic, Feng Xiaoyin said that Yue Feng and you Hong Hanshu are Lin Qian's right-hand men. Now, then, isn't the left arm and right arm pinched?

The part of Lin Qian's combat power consumed by Black Mountain Yuansheng was skillfully filled by this Yue Feng Fu Jin whip, so Lin Qian was more often in planning and guidance, but Yue Feng started to go into battle and attack, and the cooperation was so wonderful, hmph, which one of you Lin Qian and didn't cooperate very well.

The cold wind is steep, the trees are low, and the day is softly born in a withered place.

Flag roll, the east surname Hong, the west surname Yue. The war in Xiayin Mountain has been stalemate for another day, and the content of the war is the countless lives and glory behind each other.

Every small battle is over, indicating that the great war will never be extinguished.

Xu is the fanatical spread in Hong Han's hook, Xu is the indifferent infection on the whip of the wind, and the heavens and the earth are gradually turning gray.

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In fact, every moment when the fiery red figure passed, Yue Feng would recall the once heroic and high-spirited young mountain master of Qilian Mountain, who was naughty with himself more than once in the most turbulent days of martial arts, for the sake of the woman who wanted to dominate. Justice is on the side, morality is going to die, what do the Song people have to do with me, I like me, I'm happy to buy a thousand gold, I'm happy!

In fact, Yue Feng is also the same person, but it's a pity that the woman they fell in love with is not.

Because that woman doesn't like it, the jealousy that was once so vivid has become a childish naughty mischievous......

Hong Hanshu, who transformed into an enemy, burned with an incomparable heat in his eyes, no longer the vinegar of his youth, but clearly the battle spirit of competing and being burned.

If it's just a comparison of soldiers, just a tongue, just a friendship, I'm sorry, I can't satisfy Hong Hanshu.

It's not enough to attack the city, confront each other, and conspire to conspiracy, you must fight it to the death!" "Lin Qian has no combat power now, okay, you let the horse come over the wind!"

It's really like, like in Guiyang City back then, Yue Feng said to Lin Qian: "You endure, I fight, please let Yue Feng be Lin Qian, Lin Qian is Yue Feng!"

The same, Yin'er is still in Hong Hanshu's hands.

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Holding the hook, the wind blew Hong Hanshu's red shirt, ruffling the hair of his shawl.

After passing through the Jin Song Frontier, the merry fire was immediately cast into hard and fierce from the hook and the whip.

Although Yue Feng was taken aback, he did not hesitate to make a move. Battle, in Xiayin Mountain, continue Guiyang City.

This battlefield in military uniform, this river and lake that no one can pass, I don't know how many white bones have been buried throughout the ages, and it is cooled and condensed with the white heat of the magnificent battlefield.

There is no smoke yet, but there is fire.

Huo from the hook, back to the eighteen-year-old year, the glorious mountain lord of Qilian Mountain, no one knows about the Western Xia, he was not betrayed by Yulian, he did not fall into her trap, he did not see her stand-in, he did not have a heart, and he thought about her for seven years...... Memories poured into my mind frantically, where the hook went, where the hook fell, where the hook went, where the hook went, where every corner lurked......

The whip, which swirls around the hook in the fire, is a near-fatal coldness unlike the brilliance. His dormant age was the most splendid years of Hanshu, and now, when he used his usual indifference to strengthen his beliefs, Hanshu chose to be the enemy, this time, the real enemy...... The past is vivid, and the fragments are reflected in my heart one after another, and my vision will suddenly be unclear, and the battle spirit will suddenly become sad...... Yin'er, how are you? The injury can be restored, the mood can be calm, when the whip advances, when the whip retreats, when the whip moves, the whole set of whips are all distracting thoughts that should not be there when dealing with the enemy.

Yue Feng's whip method unconsciously moved from the hook to the lost with the fire, but the moment he stepped on the lost path, he was not just a lonely person.

Hong Hanshu was ruthless, only Yue Feng's figure was left in his eyes, intent on leading him to danger, but was Yue Feng getting lost, or was he Hong Hanshu getting lost......

His hooking method, as in the past, is known as the hook deep and far, the wild grass and the sharp fire, but occasionally there is hesitation, and suddenly it is fierce again, just like ...... Like a fire that cannot be burned or extinguished......

Yue Feng's thoughts were still divided into a part outside the fight, and while he was shocked by the scorching heat of the Han Shu Hook Method, he had to calm down and force himself not to be distracted, but Fu Jinwhip had no chance of winning, and he followed him step by step to entangle, and the whip was scattered, and he felt emptiness and turmoil.

Hong Han was handy in dealing with the moves that were never violent on the way he came, mixed with the cold wind, almost one with the wind, cold to the bone, but this gust of cold wind that once swept Huainan and now stirred Dingxi could not extinguish the fire in his hand that could cover the entire Western Xia.

The corner of Hanshu's mouth smiled presumptuously: "She is no longer innocent, ask Lin Qian to hand over the letter of resignation!"

Yue Feng's heart was still undulating with the pain, tossing and turning repeatedly reflected the picture of many years of desperate restraint - in the mist, he saw Yin'er's sweet smile, gently took her in his arms, and told her that her smile was really beautiful, Yin'er was like a cup of warm tea made on a snowy day, warm and warm, but it was too far away to reach...... The cold and unguarded on his arm was hot, and he was already hurt by Hong Hanshu: Why, Yin'er, who he once liked and guarded, should be ravaged and ruined by Hong Hanshu like this!

The wind suddenly became colder, but more intense, like a whirlpool of water swirling in an ice cave, gradually swallowing the temperature of the move.

Hong Hanshu was stunned, the left hook was almost swept away by Fujin's whip, and he was firmly retained by his strong lock pulling kung fu, Yue Feng's eyes were as indifferent as ever, but it was indifferent after the fighting spirit was high: "Hong Hanshu, even if it is twilight, Lin Qian will not rest her!"

This sudden change in the whip made the situation change, and there was a sense of ups and downs, although Yue Feng's voice was low, but it was categorical, "And at that time, you would still be so crazy?!"

The stone of the battlefield was gently beaten by time, and the sound of night owls still came from the air. It turned out that the battle could not be stopped for several hours, and the cycle of day and night was so fast, between the lines.

Picking up the lamp to continue the battle, Hong Han was extremely arrogant, and the hook was like a windmill flying around: "Yes! Until death!" "Hook, wisp, dig, belt, support, press, pick, planing, hanging, racking, stabbing, poking, piercing, hanging, hooking, blocking, racking, hanging, dragging, tripping, entanglement, I didn't believe that the electric light and flint could pass by, and the onlookers were both overwhelmed, dumbfounded, and terrified!

Yue Feng added to his anger: "If this is the case, then you should die!" It's not a joke, Yue Feng strokes the whip to kill, the power is like riding the wind and waves, ,?、stirring up, pointing, sticks, intercepting, discing, sweeping 、?、 boards, sheds, sides, pounding, poking, binding, cutting, cutting, stabbing, teasing, cutting, lifting, spinning, pulling, covering, squeezing, saving, searching, supporting, who can imagine that in an instant, it will be presented, teaching onlookers to be dazzled, dumbfounded, and dizzy!

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was overcast, as if there was snow to fall, and every soldier who had witnessed the battle of Xia Yin Mountain still had in his heart the scene of the fierce battle last night, and there was only one feeling left - sweating profusely!

And there is no respite, the battlefield has woken up again......

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The battle results soon spread to the Bailu military camp - unexpectedly, General Feng Weiyue, who was invincible in a hundred battles, was actually beaten out of the Yin Mountain by the overlord named Hong Hanshu!

"Hong Hanshu is really brave and difficult to be! However, he is rigorous in governing the army and using soldiers like a god, and he is really a rare general. He Meng sighed, it is said that the hook injury was not light after returning to the camp that day, but Hong Hanshu was still vigorous in the middle of the night.

"It's not just a general, it's a hero. Fan Yu corrected and said, "I have seen his strategy in the recent battle, and I know how he can convince the entire Western Xia." ”

It's just that the temper is a little worse. He Meng nodded, thinking that Guo Zijian was notoriously fierce, and he was not as unreasonable and self-righteous as him. \

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