In the big tent of the blue wolf department, the fat of the blue wolf department was only three hundred catties and kept shaking, and all the people in the big tent did not dare to gasp.

"Waste, it's all waste, what kind of bullshit Four Hidden Sect Masters, four people beat one who is still dead, crippled, fuck you!"

Seeing that something was wrong, the Blue Wolf King hurriedly sent someone to retrieve the corpse, but when the people arrived, the corpse had already been taken away by the iron cavalry of the Yongzhou general, and now the 60,000 Yongzhou iron cavalry directly began to camp on the border.

The more the Blue Wolf King thought about it, the more angry he became, and the fat on his face rolled up like a wave.

Boom!

The woman at his feet was trampled by his thick fat legs, and the corners of the poor woman's mouth kept bleeding.

After venting, the Blue Wolf King leaned on the wolf skin throne with some discouragement, damn, I wanted to kill the Heavenly Wolf Gong with lightning speed and rob the Golden Branch Princess, even if Yan Yu knew it at that time, there was no evidence and it was not in the territory of my Blue Wolf Department, he dared to raise troops The leader of the eleven tribes naturally would not sit idly by, but now it is good, not only Tu Xuan is alive, but even the Golden Branch Princess is safe and sound, and so many goddamn blue wolf iron horses are riding in Yongzhou, even if I don't wear my grassland standard iron armor, but as long as I investigate the corpse, I will definitely be able to see it.

Thinking of this, he cursed the man in the cloak countless times, "Waste wood drought, it's a pity that Lao Tzu's thousand horsemen and blue wolf iron horses." ”

At this moment, the blue wolf king is worried, it is strange that Wan Yan Yu's temper does not step on the blue wolf department, and the leaders of all clans will definitely not block Wan Yan Yu's anger for him, how can this be good?

On this day, a holy decree came out of the palace, Jin Taizong was extremely angry, it is said that a corner of the dragon chair was smashed by him, and a decree ordered to directly extract 100,000 iron horsemen from Ryukyu Prefecture and rush north, plus the 60,000 garrisons of Yongzhou, a full 160,000 golden iron cavalry surrounded the grassland of the 300-mile blue wolf department, and none of the other eleven major clan leaders dared to speak out, because Wan Yan Yu was really angry at this time, and no one would be willing to touch Wan Yan Yu's anger for a small blue wolf king, and the blue wolf department was destined to be razed to the ground.

Of course, whether the blue wolf is dead or alive has nothing to do with Zhao Wushuang, at this time, because he has no horse, he can only use light skills to hurry, and Shangjing Mansion is far away from here, so he still decided to find a horse first.

After walking for a long time, I finally saw an inn not far away, the inn looked very big and should have horses for sale, and Zhao Wushuang's wine jug had already dried up, and every time I wanted to pour wine along the way, I had to put it down helplessly.

The distance of hundreds of zhang urged the body method to fly away, and as soon as he entered the inn, he was greeted by Xiao Er's smiling face.

After Zhao Wushuang sat down, he looked around carefully, and he found that there were only a few people in this huge inn, a Xiao Er, a woman with rich pancreas leaning listlessly on the counter, and a thin black man who looked honest, and the man's left hand seemed to have been seriously injured.

The woman who kept yawning saw Zhao Wushuang's eyes lit up, and walked to Zhao Wushuang's side with a soft waist like a snake.

"Hey, hey, we've never had such a handsome little guy in this store for a long time!"

Zhao Wushuang found that the thin black man should be the woman's husband, and when he saw the woman say this, he was not annoyed or angry, but showed a smile.

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "Come to the pot of wine, I want some food, and I don't know if my sister has a horse in this store?"

The woman suddenly giggled, and Zhao Wushuang was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

The woman laughed and said, "Ouch.... We have a lot of wine in this shop, but this horse I don't know what kind of horse my son wants!"

The shopkeeper also laughed, and looked at the honest man with a little meaning.

Zhao Wushuang frowned a little, what about playing me? No wonder there is not even a single customer in this store, is there something wrong with this golden person!

Zhao Wushuang thought so in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles, "I don't know what kind of horse my sister has?"

The woman smiled, leaned in front of Zhao Wushuang and patted herself: "What do you think of my sister's fierce horse?"

Zhao Wushuang was stunned for a moment, "Burning Horse?" Then the face wearing the ice skin mask turned out to be a little hot, alas!

"My sister laughed, my brother I want to drive the horse!"

The woman raised a slender brow, "Hurry, my sister can also walk thousands of miles at night on that bed!"

Zhao Wushuang's face-wearing face felt like it was about to collapse, was it so strong?

Zhao Wushuang was silent and bowed his head to drink.

At this time, there was a person outside the inn, with long hair scattered, a green shirt and a wooden sword, and a wine jug on his waist.

"Hahaha! There is wine today and drunk today, come, serve me wine!"

Zhao Wushuang lowered his head, and the wine glass in his hand trembled, Li Qinglian?

And Zhao Wushuang found that as soon as Li Qinglian appeared, the honest man's eyes suddenly changed, and a frenzied fist slowly seeped out.

And the woman with rich pancreas also put away her smile and turned to stand in front of the man.

It's kind of interesting! Zhao Wushuang smiled and said nothing, bowed his head and drank.

Li Qinglian appeared beside him on tiptoe, reaching out and hugging Zhao Wushuang's neck, like an iron buddy.

"What's the fun of drinking alone, don't invite me to drink?

Zhao Wushuang frowned slightly, then looked at the woman and said with a smile: "Sister, serve the wine!"

The woman no longer stared at the two of them like a tigress guarding her food.

Li Qinglian raised his head and his long hair covered his face, and he smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, don't look for you, I'll drink with this little guy, just get away!"

The woman looked at Zhao Wushuang suspiciously, and then resumed her charming smile, "Say it earlier! It makes the old lady nervous! Little Lizi, serve wine, serve good wine!" She pulled the thin black man to go inside, the man stood like an iron pestle at first staring at Li Qinglian, and finally the woman angrily pinched his dark arm and scolded, "Dead man, you are going to die! If you don't care about the old lady, you will go up, and the old lady will not collect your body if you are killed!"

The man finally sighed helplessly, and the fist momentum on his body suddenly dispersed, and he looked honest again, how could he still have the momentum of the fist just now.

From beginning to end, Li Qinglian didn't look at him, and after the two left, Li Qinglian grabbed a pot of wine and poured it up.

Zhao Wushuang was uncertain, it was said that Li Qinglian was also good and evil, and her temper was uncertain, and she didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd.

A pot of wine quickly bottomed out, Li Qinglian threw the wine pot away and spit out a sip of wine, "Good wine, life should be like this!"

"Do you want to know who that man is?" Li Qinglian turned her head and asked with a smile.

Zhao Wushuang thought for a while, "With such a high fist strength, and it seems to have an enmity with you Li Qinglian, then it is clear, is Tie Qing, one of the ten people in the Great Golden Martial Arts Evaluation?"

Li Qinglian was a little surprised, "Yes! You can see it just by your fist!"

It is said that Tie Qing is a lone fierce man on the grassland, when he was young, he was infinitely powerful, but he could tear the wolf with his bare hands, and then he was out of control, only with a pair of iron fists, I don't know how many masters' chests were smashed, until one day he met a person, who didn't even look at him and cut off the meridians of his left hand with a sword qi.

In the days that followed, he frantically cultivated his right hand, until that day he stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, and the only right hand became his greatest reliance.

He was unwilling to look for that person for three whole years, and he found it, but the result was still a casual sword qi, and the meridians of his right hand that he was proud of were broken.

Since then, there has been no iron fist and iron green name on the rivers and lakes.

And the man who cut off his meridians was Li Qinglian.