The enemy is at present, the momentum is menacing, and the ruthless sword falls head-on.

Drunken Xue calmly held Yi Ruo in her arms, kissed her lightly on her forehead, and then smiled slightly: "Falling red and loving, leaves turning into mud, in this life, I would like to protect you alone." ”

"Xianggong..."

Yi Ruo snuggled in Ye Xin's arms, closed her eyes slightly, she no longer trembled, no longer afraid, what if she killed the prince of the dynasty, with Xianggong, she was fearless!

Drunken Xue's gaze was slightly raised, extremely cold, he held Yiruo with his left hand, and his right hand clenched into a fist.

"Boom!"

Crack the air with one punch!

The sword is broken, the fragments are flying, the blood is spilled in the sky, and it is shattered!

In an instant, the corpses of all the guards were gone, and all of them died under the terrifying Fist of the Splitting Sky, and even several martial arts masters couldn't block the blow of Zui Xue, vomiting blood and dying, leaving only the woman.

The woman's figure is tall, wrapped tightly in a purple robe, outlining a graceful figure, her beautiful eyes trembling gently, and the autumn waves are secretly sent, full of charm.

"You... Who is it?"

Drunken Xue's eyes flashed with a different color, and he stared closely at the enchanting woman not far away, and his heart was rippling.

In his memory, in the Great Song World, there shouldn't be anyone who can block his Sky Splitting Fist!

In this world, the highest level of martial arts, after all, is still blocked in front of that door, and it has become an unattainable dream for countless peak martial artists.

However, the enchanting woman in front of her was able to easily take the Fist of the Splitting Sky, with a playful smile in her eyes.

At least the fourth realm! This is the judgment of drunken snow.

"Drunken Snow Boy, it really lives up to its reputation, my sister is very happy. ”

The corners of the woman's mouth are slightly upturned, full of charm, and between her gestures, she is full of demonic meaning.

"You know me, where are you from?"

Zui Xue's eyes froze, his face slightly gloomy, and he now seriously suspected that this enchanted woman had a lot to do with why he suddenly returned to this bizarre experience!

"Giggles, Drunken Snow Boy will know in the future, my sister will go first, and I have to go to Kaifeng to lead the army south. ”

The enchanted woman took a deep look at Zui Xue, then walked slowly, walked to Zui Xue's side, and approached Zui Xue's ears.

The sultry warm breath hit, and Drunken Snow trembled, and couldn't help but take a step back, staring at the enchanting woman in front of her with fear.

"Giggles. ”

The enchanting woman stretched out her fingers, gently swiped the placket of Drunken Xue's clothes, pursed her lips and chuckled: "Ye Gongzi, your time is running out, before the sun sets." ”

After speaking, the enchanting woman glanced at Yi Ruo again, and then flew out of Wenchang Pavilion and walked away at a high speed.

Drunken Xue was shocked when she heard this, this bewitching woman knew where she came from!

According to her words, time is running out, just before the sun sets, does it mean that she will leave this bizarre experience, and what she will leave behind is still the often forgetful and frail drunken Snow Boy?

In my memory, Zhao Mao, the crown prince of the Great Song Dynasty, was killed by a mysterious assassin at the Wenchang Pavilion Speech Meeting in Yangzhou City!

After that, the Son of Heaven was furious, and moved to Yangzhou, and the army went south, slaughtered the city bloodily, and forced Yiruo's father and Yangzhou Taishou to death.

At the beginning, Ye Xin and Feng Qingwan both thought it was a dream after waking up from the Valley of Death, but due to the special environment, their dreams overlapped.

But after three years of loving husband and wife, Feng Qingwan has never been able to let go, and her firm Taoist heart only allows Ye Xin to become her Taoist couple, so there is a later love-hate entanglement.

However, when he came to this world magically again, Ye Xin turned into a drunken snow boy with his memory, but he changed history, and the person who killed the prince Zhao Mao became himself!

The general direction of history has not changed, and soon the Great Song Dynasty Iron Cavalry will definitely go south, and the death of the prince will be accompanied by the burial of the entire Yangzhou City!

"Xianggong... What to do?"

Yi Ruo came back from the shock, she couldn't believe that the powerless Xianggong had killed many masters on his own, including the prince of this dynasty!

The current saint of the Great Song Dynasty has only such a son!

Panic and horror flashed in Yi Ruo's eyes, and deep self-blame surged in her heart, if it weren't for her appearance being favored by Zhao Mao, so many things would not have happened.

Perhaps, as soon as he jumped out of the pavilion and died, he would not implicate others, and now that Xianggong killed Zhao Mao, Long Yan was furious, the Yi family, Yangzhou City, will inevitably suffer a catastrophe.

How many people will be separated from their wives and families because of this?

Yiruo didn't dare to imagine, under the fear in his heart, tears rolled down in his beautiful eyes.

The prince was killed in Yangzhou, even if he was Lord Taishou and a famous Dongpo layman, I am afraid that he would not be able to protect himself!

"Ahh Drunken Snow Boy has killed someone!"

The shivering talents and beauties were all over their bodies, looking at the bloody tragedy in the Wenchang Pavilion in horror, screaming and running in all directions, stumbling and falling down the stairs.

The crowd outside the pavilion only vaguely saw some fighting scenes, and did not understand what was happening, and when they heard the shouts, they were all shocked.

Drunken Snow Boy Kills Someone?!Human Life Is at Stakes, Why Does Drunken Snow Boy Kill Someone? Is it related to Miss Yiruo's jumping out of the pavilion just now?

Everyone didn't know why, someone stopped a talented man who fled in panic and asked, "What happened in Wenchang Pavilion?"

This talented man's face turned pale, his body trembled, and his lips trembled: "Kill, kill! It's all blood, it's all blood, it's all blood, drunk, drunk snow boy, drunk snow boy is the devil, ah..."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, this talented man is afraid that he is crazy!

"Drunken Snow Boy killed the prince of the dynasty!"

Another person ran out of the Wenchang Pavilion, screaming loudly, and everyone was stunned for a while.

"What are you talking about, who did the drunken snow boy kill?!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is dead..."

Another woman fled in terror with her hair disheveled.

"It's the daughter of Zhao Dutou's family, she shouldn't talk nonsense..."

Someone recognized this woman, and suddenly felt shocked in his heart, Zhao Qianjin seemed to say... The prince is dead!

The drunken snow boy killed the prince of the dynasty!

The crowd was in an uproar in an instant, and everyone was cold in their hearts, so frightened that their souls were not possessed, when the prince of the dynasty was killed in Yangzhou, this piece of heaven was about to collapse!

On the Wenchang Pavilion, only Zui Xue and Yi Ruo were left snuggling together, Zui Xue looked into the distance by the railing, and as far as the eye could see, there were signs of a large number of people and horses.

If the guess is right, Yangzhou Taishou Su Xian, that is, the famous Dongpo layman, has already received the news at this time and is bringing people to Wenchang Pavilion.

"Xianggong, you run away..."

As the sun sets, although Zui Xue's face is calm and calm, Yi Ruo's heart is still uneasy, killing the prince of the dynasty is a great crime, even if his father, the assassin of Yangzhou, will not escape death!

Seeing that there were officers and soldiers not far away, Zui Xue was still unmoved, and had no intention of escaping at all, Yi Ruo was anxious, and hurriedly pulled Zui Xue to go downstairs, but was pulled back by Zui Xue and held him in his arms.

"Ruo'er, if Xianggong escapes, what will happen to your father?

Yi Ruo was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled miserably, tears flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "Father, he... The death penalty is inevitable, and if Yi Ruo can't be an unfilial person, he will go with his father. Wish... In the next life, I can be with my husband again and be a loving couple. ”

As he spoke, Yi Ruo stared at Zui Xue tightly, tears streaming down her eyes, and took out a piece of paper from her bosom with her right hand.

This poem was written by Dongpo Jushi, Yi Ruo hopes that ten years later, Xiang Gong will not be as sad and desolate as Lord Su, as long as he can occasionally remember Yi Ruo, Yi Ruo is enough in this life. ”

Zui Xue was moved in her heart, and subconsciously took the letterhead from Yi Ruo's hand and slowly unfolded it.

Today is the Wenchang Pavilion word meeting, all the talented and beautiful people are here to appreciate the words, by the people of Yangzhou City loved by the Su Xian Su people, but the Song Dynasty famous Dongpo monks, his words, can be described as a unique in the world.

"Ten years of life and death..."

The first sentence of the word made Ye Xin's pupils constrict, and his body was shocked.

"Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. ”

"The night comes and the dream suddenly returns home. Xiaoxuan window. I am dressing. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

After reading the whole article, there were huge waves in Zui Xue's heart, and the words of Dongpo monks actually contained many names of the six wildernesses and four martial arts!

What kind of origin does the Six Desolations and Four Martial Arts have, and why is it related to the Great Song Dynasty? !

"Xianggong, you run away, Yiruo will stop Master Su for you!"

When his mind was turning, Su Xian had already led a large number of people to surround Wenchang Pavilion, drunk Xue whispered to appease Yi Ruo's emotions, and then looked at the great writer outside the pavilion, the Dongpo layman.

"Virtuous nephew, let's arrest it, this catastrophe, the entire Yi family is inescapable, and I, Su Dongpo, do not seek to survive, I only hope that the saint can let Yangzhou City go. ”

Su Xian's face was full of sadness, but Zui Xue stared at him closely, and asked in a condensed voice, "Master Su thinks that Yangzhou City can really be spared?"

"There is little hope. ”

"Oh, there is little hope, Zhao Mao covets Ruo'er's beauty, he is innocent of death, kill him, I will never regret it. ”

Drunken Xue stared, and flew down with Yi Ruo in his arms, landing between many officers and soldiers, and suddenly pulled out a long sword from the waist of a soldier, and the cold light flashed, attacking Su Xian.

The sword shadow was flying, the wind was raging, and a sword went straight to Su Xian, which was the first layer of Huangquan swordsmanship, and it was dusty.

The sword blade spilled blood, and stabbed into Su Xian's shoulder, and Zui Xue's heart was awe-inspiring, confirming that Su Xian didn't know martial arts.

"Protect Lord Su!"

A group of officers and soldiers drew their swords and surrounded the drunken snow, but the sword light was like a waterfall, and everyone only felt a chill in their hearts, like falling into an ice cave, and their bodies were shrouded in terrible killing intent, frozen in place and unable to move.

Dusty! Thousands of miles of lonely graves! Suddenly return home!

The three tricks of Huangquan swordsmanship were perfectly interpreted by Drunken Snow, and all the soldiers were terrified in their hearts, because they were all covered with hair, and a strand of hair fell with the wind.

"Master Su, do you know this sword?"

"Su is a scholar, where do you know it? Virtuous nephew, even if your martial arts are world-famous, you can't defeat the thousands of troops and horses of the Great Song Dynasty, why bother to resist? Su begs the virtuous nephew, for the sake of the people of Yangzhou City, go to Beijing to atone for your sins!"

Su Xian clenched his fists, then knelt on his knees and bowed deeply to the drunken snow.

Zui Xue was shocked in her heart, Su Xian's kneeling was for the people of Yangzhou City, and for the faint hope.

"Master Su, is this poem of "Jiang Chengzi" really written by you?"

Zui Xue hurriedly picked up Su Xian and unfolded a piece of letterhead, Su Xian didn't know why, and when she saw the words on the letterhead, she frowned and said, "It's exactly what Su did, what does the virtuous nephew mean?"

Raising her gaze, Zui Xue turned her head to look at the slanting sun in the west, feeling a trance in her mind.

Time is running out.

"It's not a pity that I die of drunken snow, but the Great Song Dynasty Iron Cavalry will still break through the gate of Yangzhou, in order to avoid the misery of life, I am willing to leave hope for Lord Su. ”

Drunken Xue jumped up, climbed to the top of Wenchang Pavilion, turned his head slightly to the sunset, and said in a condensed voice: "Today, I passed down four sets of amazing martial arts, and I only wish that Yangzhou City will always be peaceful." ”

Huangquan Sword, Biluo Knife, Purple Spear, Red Dust Whip!

The red sunset reflects the earth, the top of Wenchang Pavilion, drunk snow and sword, the figure is flying, and the six wildernesses and four martial arts are displayed.