The red glow of the snow is embroidered with branches, and the spring breeze is more waiting for the swallow to return.

The rivers and lakes have their own romantic places, and the sword and horizontal sword wine are not rare.

The official road outside Jinling City, it is a severe winter at this time, it has snowed heavily for a day, it is dusk at the beginning of the day, and the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the thick snow, just like red brocade, it is beautiful. On the official road, a man and a woman, riding two snow-white horses, are walking slowly on the snow. Look at the girl on the horse, combed in a bun, wearing a red cloak, and her delicate little face was blown red by the winter wind, like a red agate falling in the snow. And the young man, wearing a scholar's scarf, stepping on cloud boots, two sword eyebrows carved on his face, looking extremely handsome, an iron fan, diagonally inserted in the back of the neck, holding the reins in his left hand, and a wine gourd in his right hand, is drinking while reciting this seven unique poems.

After the poem was finished, the girl turned her face sideways, looked at the young man, and said softly: "Brother Zhen has good talent and martial arts, but he makes my little sister envious." After that, my heart was rippling. In the past few months, the two of them set off from Yuanzhou Mansion, walking and traveling, and finally arrived outside Jinling City, and the girl's love for them has become stronger and stronger.

These two people are the young man and the daughter of the owner of the village. The girl's name is Guan Qing, and the boy's name is Xi Zhen. He went to Yuanzhou on the order of his master Wudang Yin Liting, and saved Guan Yue by mistake, and Guan Yue was grateful, but he was afraid that Qiu Lie would come again in the future, and he was afraid that his children would be killed, so he begged Xi Zhen to escort Guan Qing to his uncle's house in Jinling. That Xi Zhen came to wander all over the world, and secondly, he was entrusted by others, so he happily went together. The two are at the age of Fenghua, they have been together for several months, they are inseparable, and they secretly have feelings for each other. It's just that Xi Zhen thinks he is a wanderer in the rivers and lakes, living in a fixed place, wandering, afraid of being affectionate, so he buries his feelings deeply. And that Guan Qing is in love with him, but the girl's mind, so the two love each other, and they each bury their emotions deeply.

"Sister Qing, do you like the poem Shicai?"

"I am happy, my little sister is very envious of Brother Zhen, both civil and military, he is a rare good man in the world" Yan Bi's cheeks became more and more crimson.

When Xi Zhen saw this scene, his heart suddenly became confused, and he said secretly: People say that pearls and jades are easy to get, and good fate is hard to find, can't my wandering heart stay for Sister Qing? Then he secretly looked at Guan Qing, but found that Guan Qing was also secretly looking at him, and suddenly his eyes quickly separated, and his heart fluttered: When my master's order is completed, I will make a promise to keep.

"Sister Qing, this is already the boundary of Jinling, not far from the front is twenty miles, not far from the twenty miles, it will be to Jinling City, it is late today, just go to the twenty miles to rest, and then march into the city tomorrow, what do you think?"

"Everything is up to Brother Zhen's arrangement. Thinking of the upcoming separation tomorrow, and thinking of the bits and pieces along the way, Guan Qing couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart.

While the two were talking, suddenly there was the sound of a fight in the woods ahead, the sound of weapons colliding and the sound of shouting, which was particularly harsh in the dusk in the snow. Xi Zhen made a silent movement, lowered his voice and said: "I'll go and see what is going on, you hide in the dark, don't let others know where to hide, I'll come when I go." Before Guan Qing could answer, he handed the reins to Guan Qing, and then jumped and followed the voice.

Let's say that Xi Zhen entered the forest and found the truth, and when he had a cup of tea, he vaguely saw someone fighting in the forest. When they got closer, hidden behind a big tree, they knew that two groups of people were fighting: among them, in the south, a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, who was born very handsome, wearing a gorgeous costume, wearing a golden crown, his face was like a peach blossom, his lips were painted with Zhu, his hands were slightly clenched into fists, his eyebrows were locked, but his eyes were very resolute, and he was staring at the place of fighting. Two steps in front of the young man stood an old man in a sixtieth armor, with white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a slightly chubby body, also wearing a gorgeous costume, although he was motionless, he was also staring at the fight, but he seemed to be protecting the young man behind him. On both sides of the young man stood a strong man with fine eyes, slightly raised temples, and a strong suit, the strong man on the left held a pair of Emei splitting thorns, and the strong man on the right had a beard on his face, holding two judge's pens, thinking that he was a master of close-quarters acupuncture.

To the north is a hook-nosed monk of about fifty years old, about five feet tall, with a thin face, dark eyes and cold light, and a pair of calloused hands. The monk didn't seem to care about the situation of the battle, his eyes were just fixed on the young man and the old man opposite. At the place of the fight, there were four middle-aged men in strong suits, two with swords, one with a single sword, and one with a pair of short guns. There are also three monks, each holding a pair of copper cymbals. The four men in the strong suits seemed to be with the boy, and the three monks were with the monk. The monk's martial arts cultivation is not weak, three battles and four, and he has the upper hand, while the four men in strong suits are much worse in martial arts, with many injuries on their bodies, and they have long been defeated, but they are just holding on hard with one breath. When he was looking, one of the monks sold a flaw, the man with two guns stabbed with a gun, the monk shook his body, clamped the two guns under his armpit, and at the same time hit the face door with the copper cymbals in his right hand. The man with two guns was clamped with two guns, and he was hit when he couldn't dodge in time, and he fell backwards for more than ten steps, and the blood in his mouth was like a waterfall, and he fell to the ground, unable to move anymore. The remaining three men in strong suits were immediately in a hurry, and they were knocked to the ground in an instant, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Seeing this scene, the old man broke off and shouted, "Who are you, but do you know who we are?"

The monk laughed strangely: "Huang Zicheng, I think you are an upright person who is powerless, and loyal to the Lord, I can not kill you, as long as you hand over the people behind you." At the same time, the three monks surrounded the young man in a half-moon shape.

"Since you know my master, you dare to be so presumptuous, I will kill you and other thieves today" Before the person known as Huang Zicheng could reply, the strong man holding the Emei water thorn said in a deep voice, and then jumped, let out a clear roar, and went straight to the monk to stab. The monk still didn't move, and when the three monks saw this, they immediately surrounded him. The strong man's pair of water-splitting thorns danced impermeable to the wind, pointing to the east and west, and under the siege of the three people, he did not fall into the wind. Xi Zhen saw it from a distance, and secretly wondered. I saw that the young man bit his lip tightly, and he was unaware of the traces of blood oozing out. The figure of the box turned over there, and the strong man's left hand split the water stab to the left monk, and kicked back with his right foot, while the right hand split the water spur pointed to the right side of the monk Fengfu acupoint. The monk didn't seem to care, his body turned, and he wanted to dodge a blow, but he knew that the strong man's right foot and left hand were just a false move, forcing away the other two monks, and the left hand split the water spurt just hit the right side of the monk's head, and the power was extremely powerful, and the monk was knocked away, with a muffled snort, blood splashed on his head, and he fell into the snow a few feet away, dyeing the snow red.

With a successful blow, the strong man's spirit was shocked, and the young man also breathed a sigh of relief. The strong man took advantage of the aftermath of a blow and forced the other two monks to retreat. At this moment, the monk's right hand reached into the cuff and threw an object with great speed. said that it was too late and that was fast, but this scene was discovered by another man in a strong suit, and the judge's pen in his right hand came out of his hand and shot towards the object, and with a ding, it was actually a Buddha bead, and the judge's pen was waved a few feet away. The strong man was horrified in his heart, but he had to point the judge's pen in his left hand and rush towards the monk. The monk was still not in a hurry, his left palm crossed his chest to protect his body, and his right hand turned into a fist and swung it head-on.

Over there, the two monks attacked and defended, and the copper cymbals danced on all sides, like an impermeable wall, and the strong man couldn't attack for a long time, and his sharpness was greatly reduced, and he began to be impatient. But all those who practice martial arts are most jealous of impetuousness, especially when facing the enemy, they are impetuous, and their body moves are easy to mess up, and chaos is easy to leave flaws. Sure enough, after more than a dozen moves, his face was red in a hurry, his breathing began to be short, and his pace began to float. All this was seen by the monk, only to see the monk push his palms flat, and when he approached the bearded man, he suddenly turned his left hand into a finger and pointed to the acupoint in the middle of the body. The bearded strong man knew that he could not be hard-connected, but at this time the move was old, and he had to retreat sharply, who knew that the monk was a false move, and immediately closed his palm, and at the same time charged up again and hit another strong man. The strong man smelled the palm wind, and was even more frightened, the pace was still completely chaotic, the two monks took advantage of the situation to turn defense into attack, and the strong man's lower abdomen was kicked heavily, and the pain was unbearable, and he could no longer avoid the monk's pair of fleshy palms.