Wu Feixia stared at the wine in the cup, his expression was dull, and after coming back to his senses, he took a sip of Yun Jiannan in the cup, and then got up and walked out of the palace, probably not strange to Wu Feixia's strange temper, Xiao Gu only looked up slightly at Wu Feixia who was in a hurry, and then continued to bury his head in the chicken leg as if nothing happened.

On the top of the dome of King Mu's mansion, a green shirt broke through the air.

In less than half an hour, there was a commotion outside the palace, and the man in the green shirt with blood-stained robes carried a flag of the Southern Barbarian generals who had been cut down, and returned to the palace with a bloody horn armor helmet in his hand, and threw it into the main hall and calmly returned to the table to drink.

Mu Guihu, who was wearing a forged gold white python robe and was not angry, shook his head helplessly, scratched his gray sideburns again, and smiled bitterly.

On the outskirts of Dali, the dashing and uninhibited green shirt stood in front of the lonely grave without saying a word.

Shangguan flowers, Xiaguan wind, Cangshan snow, Erhai moon.

Dali City, the ancient city, the wind and snow moon, the ancient rhyme and tenderness, the beautiful pearl in the 108,000 miles of lofty mountains and evil waters in southern Xinjiang, choke the main road in the south, is to block the southern Xinjiang barbarians from entering the Central Plains, since the Great Liang Taizong Zhao Guangyi laid down thousands of miles of rivers and mountains since he knew the importance of Dali, he sent his son Mu Yuanying to lead heavy troops into Dali to guard the southern Xinjiang, blocking the southern barbarians who peeped into the Central Plains. At the beginning of the founding of the Great Liang Dynasty, the Nanzhong barbarians kept their duties in Nanzhong's one-third of an acre, and never tossed out any turbulence, but under the instigation and help of the Tianlong Society, they rose strongly, and their wolf ambitions were also exposed.

Back then, Wu Feixia, who was only eighteen years old, traveled alone in the hair, carrying a sword to travel through southern Xinjiang, and traveled to Dali City.

Wu Feixia, who has always loved to join in the excitement and not too much to do, naturally would not miss this good show, and simply squeezed into the crowd with a wine bowl with great interest.

In the crowd, a beautiful woman with a sharp chin and ice muscles and jade bones was holding the wrist of a strong man with one hand, and the strong man was followed by several followers who rolled up their sleeves and pretended to be posturing, putting on a posture of coming out to see the king of Hades who was not afraid of death.

The woman had a peerless face, and she scolded people without any ambiguity: "What a big boldness, you ugly bastard doesn't take a plate of water to take a picture of your own lard head, but you dare to rub this girl's oil." ”

The strong man relied on his tall figure and the fierce follower who rolled up his sleeves behind him, and ignored the onlookers, and said triumphantly: "Little girl, which eye did you see Uncle Ben rubbing your oil?"

"Hmph, are you still quibbling? The girl said angrily

"You said I'll rub your oil, okay, you can show the evidence. The strong man retorted with a rogue face.

"yes, get the evidence, hahaha. The entourage behind the strong man followed.

"You... You scoundrels. The girl's cheeks flushed with anger.

"Besides, what if I just rub your oil? If you feel that you have suffered a loss, you can bring a few old hens to your house to propose marriage to your old man, but you have to serve Uncle Ben well first, so that he can see your Nizi blowing and spitting skills. The strong man showed a squinting look in his eyes, and stretched out his greasy hand to pinch the woman's face.

"Stinky and shameless. The girl brushed away the dirty hands of the strong man with her hand, and she was not ambiguous, and kicked the strong man's crotch as soon as she raised her foot.

The strong man covered his crotch and screamed in pain.

"You stinky girl, if you don't eat and drink, I have to do it today. The strong man gritted his teeth and said, "Give it to me!"

The strong man covered his crotch and glanced at the attendants behind him, and the group of demon kings of the mixed world who rolled up their sleeves and were ready to attack understood.

The classmates looked at each other and then swarmed up, and the girl was frightened.

At this time, a figure in a green shirt with a wine bowl blocked the girl and the villain between the girl and the villain.

"Stinky boy, don't pretend to be a hunter with a dead mouse in your waist, get out of here, or the grandfathers will do it with you later." The strong man was furious, and he rushed to the crown angrily.

The man in the green shirt ignored the evil man's warning, drank the wine with a bang, threw the bowl on the ground with a wave of green sleeves, and coughed up and spit at the strong man.

The crowd of onlookers was silent, dumbfounded, and they were all chilling for this Tsing Yi, this group of scoundrels is a well-known green-skinned scoundrel in Dali City, when did they suffer such a shame in front of everyone, this time they pounced on Wu Feixia like crazy.

Wu Feixia plucked out his ears in a flirtatious manner, obviously not taking this group of evil men to heart, his body was like a spirit snake and flashed behind this group of mad dogs, and kicked hard at the butt of the strong man who was half a head taller than him, and the strong man staggered out like a broken paper kite, bumped into the scattered followers and fell into a dog eating shit.

Everyone applauded, probably because they had long been unaccustomed to the behavior of this group of ruffians, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and now this group of wicked people stumbled on hard stubble, and they were taught in public and fell to the sky, which was really happy, and spoke out of evil for the people of Xingdou in Dali City.

The strong man clutched his ass and crawled up with a funny expression.

"His grandmother's, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you. The group of green skins drew daggers in their arms and stabbed Wu Feixia in an orderly manner.

Wu Feixia's face was as usual, he opened the sword in his hand one by one, his green sleeves swayed and closed, and the strong man and his follower staggered in place with swollen noses and swollen faces.

The stun in the hand of the man in the green shirt was finally unsheathed, and a trace of sword light came out dazzlingly.

The crowd laughed non-stop, and the clothes on the villain's body were torn by the chivalrous green shirt, and the green shirt turned his wrist, the sword was pressed down, and the pants of the scoundrels immediately slipped off to reveal two big cheeks.

Wu Feixia put away the sword and turned his head, and found that the woman's eyes were faintly beating and looking at him stupidly, for some reason, Wu Feixia's heart was inexplicably hot, and the two looked at each other quietly in the noisy crowd for a long time.

Da Da Da ... A heavy armored cavalry drove straight to disperse the crowd, took away those villains one by one, and at the same time picked up the girl, and before leaving, the girl did not forget to turn her head and take a look at the man in the green shirt.

It turned out that the woman was Mu Wanbai, the county lord of Mu Wangfu.

I don't know what to do, and the two of them secretly ran out of Dali, traveled to southern Xinjiang, and came and went in the 108,000-mile deep mountains like the wind to see the ups and downs of prosperity, and to see the snow scene of the mountains and the clouds and mist of the Erhai Sea.

Later, Wu Feixia said that he wanted to return to Nixia Peak with her.

She shook her head and said that she was born in this land and will die in this land in the future.

Later, the barbarians rebelled, Mu Wanbai was worried about Mu Guihu's safety, Wu Feixia took her back to Dali, and happened to meet Mu Guihu who fell into a trap and was surrounded by an ambush regiment on the way, the sound of killing was everywhere, the arrow rain was continuous, Mu Guihu led the remnants to fight desperately, Wu Feixia and the general surnamed Fang sacrificed their lives to protect Mu Guihu and Mu Wanbai, although they survived until the arrival of reinforcements, but Mu Wanbai was pierced by the cold arrow of the barbarian leader.

Under the grief and anger, Wu Feixia raised his sword and entered the barbarian camp, the heavens and the earth roared, and the wind and rain were stormy.

A shocking sword, an infatuated person, wherever the sword goes, blood flows like a river.

The barbarian soldiers saw this red-eyed green shirt, all of them were frightened and consciously gave up a way, the green shirt overturned the handsome camp with a sword, and cut off the head of the barbarian commander with a sword, he was exactly twenty-five in this battle, and beheaded one thousand and eight barbarians, he broke through Tiangang in this battle, and he also lost his favorite person in this battle.

Mu Wangye, who came silently behind Wu Feixia, waved his hand to let the guards retreat, leaving only the general surnamed Fang to guard left and right.

"After all these years, you still haven't changed. Mu Guihu gently patted Wu Feixia's shoulder and said meaningfully.

Wu Feixia sighed: "If it weren't for me, Wanbai wouldn't have died." ”

Mu Guihu took a deep breath, shook his head and said calmly: "Life and death are fate, no one can stop the king of Yama from coming to her, and whoever makes his father is Mu Guihu, the king of Mu who guards southern Xinjiang." ”

Mu Guihu was relieved again: "Wanbai is blessed to marry you. ”

"The prince is serious. Wu Feixia replied blankly

Mu Guihu asked the general surnamed Fang to take two jars of Yun Jiannan and drink with Wu Feixia.

"Feixia, we understand that people speak plainly. Mu Guihu took a sip of wine and said.

"Since the prince already understands, why should he ask me?" Wu Feixia said.

"The court is still not at ease with this king, King Mu, who has died with all his might. Mu Guihu smiled bitterly

"The old ancestor bloodstained the battlefield, followed the old emperor to make contributions to the king of Mu, hereditary repudiation to this king has been three generations, the former dynasty elders to this king of this generation has long been a thing and a person, the southern Xinjiang is a place and the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and the country of abundance in the West Shu is surrounded by mountains and waters, if it is replaced by another dissenting vassal king, I am afraid that he will have already sent troops to Shu, occupy the southern Xinjiang Shuzhong, rely on the mountains and mountains of the sky and the granary of Bashu Woye to divide one side, and do the southwest emperor. Mu Guihu said calmly.

"Tianlong will have the momentum to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes, there is a big Liao tiger on the border, the lord of Jiangnan is uneasy, and the king has a heavy army in his hands, no wonder the court will not be at ease. Mu Guihu shook the wine jar and continued.

"I don't care what the court thinks, I don't care about it, I can't control it, I came to southern Xinjiang this time just to bring my disciple to broaden my horizons. Wu Feixia said lightly.

"The Heavenly Dragon Society will repeat the mistakes of the past, infiltrating the southern Xinjiang, and this king knows very well. Mu Guihu got straight to the point, raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Feixia: "Although there is no matchmaker between you and Wanbai, and there is no name to marry, but this king is your father-in-law, you are the son-in-law of this king, there is no doubt about this, this king knows that you are going to southern Xinjiang this time to do your son-in-law's filial piety to share the worries of this king, and give the southern Xinjiang barbarians and the Tianlong Society a blow to the head." ”

Wu Feixia was speechless.

Mu Guihu pondered for a long time and said, "Can you go to Jiangnan for this king again, block the white-clothed Confucian saint, and dispel the doubts of the imperial court?"

Wu Feixia didn't answer, frowned, grabbed a handful of dirt and sprinkled it in the wind.

At this time, a soldier hurriedly came to report something important, Mu Guihu waved his hand to stop the soldier, and drank the remaining wine without saying more: "That's it, this king guards the rivers and mountains of Daliang, no matter who he is the emperor, the border of Daliang with my Mu family will be solid one day." ”

Mu Guihu got up and stepped forward, bent down and gently stroked the tombstone: "With you, Wanbai won't be lonely." ”

After that, the white python who leaned towards southern Xinjiang turned over and led the heavily armored guards away.

She said that she was born in this land, and she will die in this land in the future, which is called the fallen leaves to return to the root and never forget always, and he can't think of a word into a prophecy, he took out a wooden flute from his sleeve, and the sound of the flute is like a breeze sweeping the lake for 100,000 miles, and no one knows that he can play the flute, except for her.