The poem says: I am not afraid of broken bones, I want to leave my innocence in the world.

In the middle of the mountains, on the turquoise and secluded waters of the lake, only a small boat was moving slowly, and a roll of ripples spread out around the small one, and on it stood a young man in a white shirt, blowing a flute, he wore a hat, covering half of his face, but he could still see that his face was handsome and well-defined.

The sound of the flute is tactful and melodious, revealing sadness, this flute sound is like a song of heaven, and the soul is also infected by the music, and it becomes a little clearer.

A pigeon flew in the sky in the distance, and the figure of the pigeon became more and more obvious, and it also called a few times in mid-air, and flew towards the white fir youth at great speed.

The young man stopped the, looked up at the pigeon, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the pigeon landed on his arm.

He opened the note, glanced at it, and when he understood the information, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and he inserted the note back and released the pigeon.

"If we don't make the last order, we really can't retreat, and this order, life and death are unpredictable, life and death are unpredictable!" Bai Shan's young man muttered to himself, his expression became serious, the danger of this action was only known to him.

As soon as the words fell, he slowly blew the flute in his hand.

The sound of the flute is full of the vicissitudes and memories of the past, and people can't help but feel depressed when they listen to it.

"The rivers and lakes are in trouble, and the martial arts conference is also a time to change the dynasty and re-establish the order of the rivers and lakes. Although I don't know the strength of the enemy, I must not be an idle person, and I can see the martial arts conference once every few decades, even if I die, it is worth the trip. ”

The boat floated slowly on the surface of the lake, and the sound of the flute echoed in the mountains.

The 12 Taibao of the rivers and lakes have now become ordinary people, living their own simple lives.

However, this operation completely changed their lives, and even cost many of them lives, but that is only for another time.

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An old man driving an ox cart was drinking the wine from the jar in his hand, smacking his lips as he drank.

Suddenly, his gaze looked at the distant sky like a knife, and a pigeon was flapping its wings towards him. The old man was just about to make a move, when suddenly his brows furrowed and he raised his hand again.

The pigeon fell obediently into the old man's hand, and stretched out its paws very humanely.

The old man took out the note of the pigeon's paw, looked at it again, and in an instant his whole expression changed, and became solemn and solemn.

After a long time he sighed, and after a moment raised his hand to release the pigeon.

The old man shook his head with a wry smile, and stayed where he was for a long time before turning the direction of the ox cart and rushing in the other direction.

The old man drove the ox cart and said leisurely: "The first Taibao wants us to go out of the mountain, but I don't know if we can come back, I don't know!"

Although he was retreating on his lips, he did not flinch at all in his actions, and the 12 Taibao of the rivers and lakes were not afraid of death!

The old man raised his hand and threw the wine jar in his hand out, and it shattered with a bang. When you want to do business, you can't use alcohol to numb your brain, because it will affect your judgment.

One wrong step, one wrong move, one wrong move, the full game was over, the old man did not look back, and continued to drive the ox cart.

His brow had been deeply furrowed into the word "Chuan". He didn't say hello to his relatives and just left, because he didn't know what to say to his family.

To help, it can be said that there is no life.

He didn't want his family to worry about him, so he left with his oxen and cart.

Everyone else behaved much better when they saw this note, but no one ran away, and they all rushed towards the county seat.

What is the reason not to come and see the martial arts conference, which has been rare for decades? What's more, they are still people in the rivers and lakes, and they should be in the rivers and lakes if they are born and die.

As the saying goes, where you are born, where you die.

Anticipate what will happen to them next, and listen to the next breakdown.

(End of this review)