Chapter 380: Northern Hell Tyrant Sword
On the way back, Twilight Feiyan's eyes flashed, obviously having something on his mind. She suddenly tugged at the corner of Yu Rouwei's skirt and asked quietly, "Sister, does it look good for everyone?"
After speaking, Twilight Feiyan playfully stuck out her tongue.
Yu Rouwei suddenly glanced at Twilight Feiyan, and said with a smile: "Do you want to listen to the truth or listen to the lie?"
"Honestly. There was a hint of seriousness in Twilight's eyes.
The smile on Yu Rouwei's face was retracted, as if she was considering the words suitable for description in her heart, but after a long time, she could only shake her head and sigh: "My sister is poor in words, and she can't describe the kind of charm that takes care of everyone." However, if you really want to compare, Gu everyone's appearance will never lose to Master and Sister Hua Feiyu. In front of her, you and I can only be reduced to foils. ”
Is that so.
Yu Rouwei said it bluntly, but Twilight Feiyan felt a burst of joy in her heart for no reason, and then Yu Rouwei found out and counted: "You, that's it." ”
Unexpectedly, Twilight Feiyan asked rhetorically: "You and I can be by my husband's side, what's the use of wanting this outing?"
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The second daughter had just walked to the door, but when she saw Shang Zhengyu, who was anxiously waiting for their return, her heart was suddenly full of happiness, and she flew towards Shang Zhengyu like a swallow returning to her nest, and immediately looked at a group of neighbors on the surrounding streets.
A bearded man in the prime of life saw his eyes straight, and couldn't help but ask the old woman beside him: "Which lady is this, how can she be so bright?"
"Don't think about those who don't, they are all from the Wind and Rain Pavilion. The old woman's eyes were full of warning.
"People from the Wind and Rain Pavilion, I only know that there are three beautiful people in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, why haven't I seen these two?"
"How do I know, you ask me? ”
Ignoring the onlookers, Shang Zhengyu took the two wives into his arms and said softly: "It's the husband who is not good, and the two ladies are unhappy, and the husband is here to apologize to you." ”
"Husband......
The second girl was shy, only to find that the people around her were looking at them, and hurriedly followed Shang Zhengyu back to the courtyard.
====The nearest dividing line is busy====
Yongzhou, east of Jingyang.
A special convoy is moving along the official road. The guards all rode tall horses, looking burly and abnormal, each wearing exquisite armor, carrying a long-handled broadsword behind them, all the equipment was carved out of a mold, obviously just a dealer and weapons, even the horses under the crotch were almost the same height, short, fat and thin, obviously a large-scale family carefully cultivated soldiers.
The guards walked on either flank of the convoy, and in the middle were dozens of wagons, each of which was loaded with two large wooden boxes, which were tightly enclosed with tarpaulins, and it was impossible to see what kind of goods were being escorted inside. However, the wheels of each carriage left two heavy ruts on the official road, and it was clear that the goods inside were unusually heavy.
From a distance, they didn't raise a banner either, and no one knew about it
The team is the son of which family, but looking at their majestic appearance, it is obviously not easy to be an easy person, and naturally no thieves and bandits dare to show their heads in front of them.
The leader of the team is a mighty old man with a long beard, who looks to be about fifty years old, but the vigor of his body is still far beyond ordinary people. He is more than eight feet long, with horizontal eyebrows, lips like danfat, and a pair of phoenix eyes looking around. A nine-foot-five-inch Spring and Autumn Broadsword was caught in his hand, the blade was as bright as frost and snow, and the forest was cold, and he could feel the kind of murderous aura contained in it from afar.
This is a blood-stained battlefield soldier with a lot of bones under him!
Beside this old man, accompanied by a young man who looked like a scholar. He wore this splendid dress, and a mutton fat white jade plaque fell from his waist, a proper businessman. The folding fan in his hand danced softly, and the gentle breeze lifted his sideburns, looking chic and handsome.
There were also a few female generals in the convoy, who glanced at the scholar-like young man without pretentiousness, and then wandered away before others noticed. However, the male guards around him were already surprised by this.
"Qin Feng, look at it, can you make the female disciples of my Northern Underworld family fascinated? Do you want to give me an explanation? Hehehehe!" The old man twisted his beard and smiled, and the sound waves condensed around him for a long time, which showed his otherworldly internal cultivation.
This scholar-like young man is naturally Qin Feng of Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, no, it should be Qin Feng of Fengyu Pavilion now. He glanced at the young female guard beside him who secretly glanced at him, and smiled slightly: "The younger generation has a dissolute and stubborn personality, it is simply useless, and the seniors can see the younger generation in their eyes and replace it with someone else, I am afraid that if you raise your hand, the celebrity will beat the junior out of the mess, and I don't even bother to say a word." ”
"Hehehehe, if it's really as you said, then there are still a few people in this world who can be called young talents. The old man couldn't help but shake his head with laughter, and his eyes were undisguised with appreciation.
The old man turned his head and shouted softly to a heroic young general beside him: "Erlang, Jingyang is almost here, raise our banner and follow me into the city!"
"Brothers, sisters, give me the flag!" the heroic young general shouted, and everyone in the convoy suddenly moved, and a bright yellow flag was raised from the car, and the swallowtail was waved in the wind, with two big characters written on it:
North Underworld!
This is the convoy of the North Underworld!
The North Underworld is the "North Underworld Sword" in the east, west, north and south. It is said that the ancestor was a blacksmith, good at building armor and weapons, starting from a small village and town of the blacksmith shop, and gradually developed and expanded, the most glorious time, the ancestor of the Northern Underworld was even given a golden hammer by the emperor of the dynasty, and personally named the "Heavenly Decree National Craftsman". Since then, the Northern Underworld family has gradually developed into a giant!
The Beiming family adheres to the foundation and ancestral teachings left by their ancestors, mainly builds armor and weapons, and does not participate in disputes between the imperial court and various princes. But they were reluctant to participate, but the court and the princes did not believe it. After several unsuccessful attempts to win over him, it finally turned into a violent storm against the Northern Underworld! The entire Northern Underworld family was almost removed from history, and it was known as the "Difficulty of the Northern Underworld"!
In times of crisis,
The Nangong family, which is also the four major families of the east, west, south, and north, has taken action! They have been fighting against the captives in Yunzhou all year round, and the weapons and battle armor they use are all ordered from the Beiming family. Seeing that the Northern Underworld family was in trouble, the Nangong family resolutely took action, and with the influence of the entire family, they blocked the army of the current dynasty and the allied forces of the princes in front of the Yunting Mountain Range contained in the Beiying Mountain Villa, and preserved the last bloodline of the Northern Underworld family!
At this point, the Northern Underworld Family and the Nangong Family reached a strategic alliance. The Nangong family helped the Northern Ming family to establish their own family army and strengthen the family's armed forces to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, while the Northern Ming family did their best to support the Nangong family's cause of resisting the captives, as the most solid backing of the Nangong family, providing them with an endless stream of weapons and equipment resources.
It is precisely at this moment that the "Northern Underworld Sword" of the North Underworld family has been created!
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Since Qin Feng was confirmed by the Northern Hell Family as the Seventh Son of the Wind Fuyue Pavilion of the Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, the Seven Sons of the Wind and the Moon gathered all the resources of the Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion with the intention of assisting the Great Wei Army in fighting against the captives, and won the respect of the Northern Hell Family. The head of the Northern Darkness family, Beiming Xinyi, personally came forward to discuss specific matters with Qin Feng.
In the end, the profound righteousness of the Seven Sons of Fengyue impressed Beiming Xinyi, and Beiming Xinyi decided to push off most of the other orders and give priority to providing Qin Feng with much-needed armor weapons.
After this period of overnight rush and the original inventory, the Beiming family finally completed Qin Feng's order. Beiming Xinyi sent his own brother Beiming Xinyuan to personally escort this batch of armor weapons to Yiyang, and Qin Feng naturally accompanied him.
Night Song Xingxing rushed to the Beiming Villa and informed Qin Feng of the fact that Gu Qingcheng had raised grain and grass for the northern war but was trapped in Jingyang by the Ximen family, Qin Feng asked for help from the Beiming family, and Beiming Xinyi happily decided to make a detour to Jingyang, first round with the Gu family, and then took the grain and grass raised by the Gu family and the armor and ordnance of the Beiming family to Yiyang together.
Qin Feng sat on the horse, arched his hand and smiled at Beiming Xinyuan beside him: "I also want to thank Brother Beiming, I have to bother the Beiming family to detour to Jingyang, this kindness is remembered by the seven sons of Fengyue Pavilion in my heart." ”
Beiming Xinyuan stroked his beard, pretending to be annoyed: "Brother Qin, what you said is out of sight, you have done everything to recruit troops and horses to fight against the captives, my Beiming family is also at home to beat iron and burn the stove, aren't you squeezing the old brother, punish wine, you have to invite me to drink when you get to Jingyang!"
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”
Qin Feng and Beiming Xinyuan talked and laughed, which made the heroic young general who was originally by Beiming Xinyuan's side a little unhappy. His voice is quite clear, and his voice is far sharper than that of a strong man in the barracks.
"I said Daddy, how do you know how to drink! Be careful when I go back and tell Uncle Xinyi that I will never let you lead troops out of the village again!"
The young general unveiled his helmet, revealing an innocent and beautiful face. The long hair fell behind him as the helmet was unfastened, like a black waterfall, dancing in the wind.