One of the gray-robed old man's arms was still in He Chongshu's body, and he said apologetically: "Master Hou didn't say it, but he hurried back to the mansion in his heart. Although the old man also wanted to fight a hearty fight, he still had to break it as soon as possible. ”

He Chongshu was sucked dry of most of his blood and qi, but he was able to speak: "Thank you seniors......"

The gray-robed old man withdrew his arm, let He Chongshu's body fall to the ground, returned to his horse, and continued to escort the Hou Ye back to the city and home.

Feng Wei waved his finger and sent two black-armored guards to leave the aftermath, and then walked forward indifferently. Since he is not an enemy, he is not a killer, but just a high-roller who has suffered a catastrophe on the rivers and lakes, and that little tolerance is not unavoidable.

Red cheeks came to Uncle Chongshu, who was bleeding out, and the cat leaned down to carefully straighten his sideburns and frost-white hair, the expression on her face was not at all as frightened as this age should be, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, charming, desolate, but without the pure nature of a child. In a voice that only she could hear, she said, "He Chongshu! You are a minister of the dead country, you should have died a long time ago!"

When he turned around, his little face was already delicate and pitiful with pear blossoms and rain, and his eyebrows were as pure as a mirror and like spring water, and he said childishly to the soldier who came steadily and asked his name: "My name is Wu Baidan." ”

The only bloodline of the thousand-year-old royal family of the extinct White Feather Dynasty remains!

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Golden Snow City, the main gate of the West City.

Old man Zhang and old man Li are the left and right gate officials of the city gate here, and their official positions are not big, so naturally they have no serious rank to speak of. After the two of them retired from the barracks, they used their wine and profit relationships and some now weak military camp friendships in exchange for such a thunderous job.

Although the salary is not much, it is still much better than the cattle farming that my parents envisioned. Moreover, now that the Golden Wind Dynasty is prosperous and stable as a whole, and the wind of merchants is prevalent, rubbing against this east wind, the two old men can put two or three more wine dollars into their bags every month, and the small days are also delicious.

When Old Man Li was young, his family was not as good as Old Man Zhang, and he was a poor child with only a father, no mother, and no land. Old man Zhang was discharged from the military camp at that time, and his parents immediately took the idea to tell him a family matter, and the girl on the other side was a wealthy family from a small family.

On the wedding day, as a colleague in the same camp, Old Man Li was naturally invited to participate, and he didn't have much feeling for the appearance of the little lady who had to praise Peugeot in eight villages, that is, he looked at the fine skin and tender flesh whiter. It was the figure of that little lady that made the strong-blooded Li family kid worry about it in his heart for a long time, and there was a sentence that was always hidden in his heart:

Big fart, what a cub!

So the Li family boy worked hard and did four years of scattered heavy work and dirty work, during which the Li family boy from a poor family was stunned and did not use the dozens of taels of silver allowance from the army. A broken house is still a broken house, and the fields have not been purchased for one-eighth of an acre, so the matchmaker who watches the dishes is too lazy to look at this kid.

And the big fart daughter-in-law of the Zhang family boy was really as he thought, and as soon as she entered the door, she gave birth to two big fat dolls with crotch and lower handles. He even bought an iron rice bowl errand to guard the city gate early, wearing armor and hanging a knife at his waist, and he was already mighty in the eyes of ordinary people who have faced the loess with their backs to the sky all their lives.

The boy of the Li family gritted his teeth, ignored his father's obstruction, sold his only place to live, and took out all his savings to open up the joints. Although the official style at that time could not be called incorruptible, the people's hearts were not too dark after all, and after the Li family went bankrupt for half a year, he finally waited for a piece of official advice.

A poor boy who could not support the wall and was spurned by everyone and did not want to join the army suddenly became a majestic magistrate at the gate of the city! This incident was once an inspirational topic in ten miles and eight villages.

Although the boy of the Li family, who has an iron rice bowl, is twenty-four or five years old, his age has exceeded the standard for choosing a son-in-law in the countryside too much, there are still many matchmakers who come to say goodbye. finally picked a nineteen-year-old late bride who was not inferior to the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, and was so happy that the Li family boy never went out to fight with that group of fox friends and dog friends for half a year after marriage. The first child is a bit unsatisfactory and is a money-losing product. However, the Li family boy was not discouraged, and he mustered up his strength, and in the second year, the old man of the family hugged the little cub who passed on the lineage.

The small life is also very enjoyable.

Old man Li and old man Zhang were originally comrades, and they have been colleagues for more than 30 years, and after marrying the mother-in-law who is only slightly inferior to the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, but her breasts are almost a circle higher than her, the knot in her heart has also been untied. The two became more and more intimate, and the relationship between the two families became more and more harmonious.

The grandchildren of the two also have childhood sweethearts, and their feelings are gradually opening.

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As the day became more and more westward, Old Man Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and there was still half an hour before the shift changed. Looking at the old brother who was still as thin as himself after putting on his armor, he originally wanted to say that Xinghua Lane produced a new wine made of pork, and I heard that the aroma of the wine was extremely mellow.

But usually at this time will understand, the old brother who said a few words seemed a little silent, Old Man Zhang saw a trace of something that had not been seen for a long time from the eyes of the old brother looking at the sunset, but time is too much to sharpen a person, maybe he has not seen this kind of look for more than 30 years, so Old Man Zhang didn't think about what this meant for a while. It's just that people who have known each other for nearly forty years are suddenly a little estranged.

Old man Zhang shook his head, trying to shake off the slightest thought in his heart. The hint of meaning in the old brother's eyes became a little stronger, but he was no longer looking at the sunset, but at the twenty horsemen on the official road in the distance.

The gray-robed old man Liu Longchi sat on the back of a tall yellow-flowered horse and took a nap, and under his clothes, eleven blood-colored swimming dragons with a thick circle of dragons drilled in and out of his body, almost treating his body as a pond. Ever since absorbing the Qi Essence Blood of He Chongshu's Treasure Body Saint Realm, Liu Longchi had fallen into deep meditation, and the twelfth blood dragon in the Divine Sea had faintly formed.

Shenhua Hou Feng faintly knew that this guest was not as cold and ruthless as he appeared, as if he had just stopped after he could break the middle-aged man's physique, and let He Chongshu be killed by his own breath. However, Liu Longchi took a lot of risks, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to unload most of the qi in the meridians.

At this moment, He Chongshu seemed to be in danger of his life, his blood was exhausted, most of his acupoints and meridians were destroyed, and his breathing and heartbeat were almost gone. However, with the foundation of his Treasure Body Saint Realm, it was not difficult to survive.

It is a blessing in disguise, because it takes a period of time for the body meridians to rebuild, during this period, the breath operation cannot reach the number of days of the week, it is difficult to form, and it will be dispersed from the body on its own.

Of course, it doesn't mean that by destroying one's own acupoints and meridians, you can curb the changes brought about by forcibly breaking through the realm. The reason why people survive is because the essence of the meridians and acupoints is constantly generated, which supplies all organs to ensure normal operation. Each organ will correspond to a certain number of acupuncture points on each meridian, once the acupuncture points and even the meridians are seriously damaged, it will definitely lead to the poor operation of the organs, and over time, it will accumulate into a disease, and eventually take people's lives.

In addition, the condition of the meridians in the body after breaking the border is like a huge reservoir full of water after the dam encircles the lake, and destroying the hole is like digging a small hole in the dam, which can drain the amount of water, and once it is not well controlled, the dam will also get out of control and be washed away by the flood.

Only a Sect Master of the Left Sect of Liulongchi, whose realm was above the Realm Breaker and who was familiar with the way of extracting qi, could scoop away the huge amount of stagnant water in this reservoir and properly dig out a few leaking but indestructible water eyes.

If the group of cavalry came to the city gate, Old Man Zhang was hesitating to open his mouth to check the customs clearance documents of the twenty horsemen, after all, the two horses under the seat of the old man and the young man at the front were all high-class exotic species that ordinary officials and eunuchs could not afford, not to mention that there were neat eighteen cavalry armor guards behind the two, and the black armor on their bodies was black and shiny, especially the cold eyes in everyone's eyes, which were by no means owned by soldiers who had never seen the blood of war, vigilant and decisive.

However, the development of the matter did not make the old man Zhang feel embarrassed, the young man took the initiative to take out a purple background and painted gold on the paper and handed it to the official surnamed Li, who did not show the slightest impatience for the official surnamed Li to check every page, every print and every word, just sat on the back of the horse and waited quietly.

Old man Zhang couldn't help but secretly praise this son-in-law who didn't know the origin of the general's mansion in his heart, there were not many nobles with such a noble identity and such a good cultivation, at least he had only seen such a person in the past thirty years. However, the performance of his old brother made Old Man Zhang a little dissatisfied, obviously he could let them pass after taking the papers, but he blindly checked them with a dead brain, did he think that a nobleman of this status could squeeze out the copper plate by a small doorman?

Suddenly, there was the neighing of horses and the sound of people shouting, and Old Man Zhang came back to his senses and found that something had rolled at his feet. At the same time, more than a dozen recruits in the city gate actually rushed towards the noble twenty horsemen with spears in their hands, and almost all of them had sad and indignant emotions on their faces.

Old man Zhang found that he was really old, and even a bending movement seemed to have gone through mountains and rivers, and the "thing" on the ground was bloody, it was a head, the head of a colleague for thirty years, the head of a sibling brother for forty years, and the head of Lao Li.

Holding the head, he looked at the boy who was very highly regarded by himself, and next to his snow-white steed was a headless corpse, still holding a purple and gold inscription in his hand, but in the other hand there was a dagger stained with scarlet.

A young guard clutched his right abdomen, his face pale, hot blood soaking through the black armor in his abdomen. It was he who suddenly rode his horse forward and used his body to block the dagger for Shenhua Hou. The other rider behind him, who had a tacit understanding with him, was able to draw his sword and cut off the assassin's head neatly.

More than a dozen soldiers who only saw twenty horsemen rioting and killing, but did not see clearly that the soldiers who were assassinated by Old Man Li were easily subdued by only three black-armored guards, and the spears were broken to the ground, and they were smashed by the back of the knife one by one.

"Why do you still have to be attached to your grandson when you are at the age of teasing your grandson? What is really more important than your life?"

Old man Zhang is really old, and he can't even squeeze out a drop of tears. I don't know if he is asking about the head in his arms or the son on the white horse.

But none of them answered......