In the city of Fengluan in the Western Regions, a young man in short brown was walking on the street, looking left and right, followed by a little maid with a sad face.

"Young Master, let's go back. The little maid said timidly.

Feng Mianmiao stopped, turned around and said to the little maid: "No, you don't know how hard the young master and I have been in the past few months, the old man is playing tricks on me, and I won't go back if I am killed." ”

The little maid held back a smile and replied seriously: "It's not that you can't endure hardship, young master, the old gentleman said, when will the young master's fun-loving temperament be changed, and when will the young master's fire become it." ”

"Where did I know that practicing martial arts was so tiring, so it was better for me to study. ”

Since the sloppy old man Song Xiaoming entered the Feng family, Feng Mianmiao couldn't help but shudder every time he thought of the old man tempering himself.

The young man was a little annoyed, suddenly his eyes lit up, he pulled the little maid and said: "Dong bamboo shoots, why don't we go to the Qinglou to hide, it's the safest there, I haven't seen those sisters inside for a long time, and I miss them a little." ”

Dong Zhu shook his head desperately, "Young Master, if you go to the Qinglou, Miss Zang will not be able to call the slave out and punish her severely." ”

"She dares!" Feng Mianmiao pinched Dong Zhu's face and glared, "I have the young master to bear it, the big deal is to be beaten half to death by her, it's better than being hammered to death by that old man." ”

"Oh, let's kill you. A faint voice came from the side, Feng Mianmiao's face stiffened, and she turned her head with a sad face, looking at the girl in Tsing Yi who was walking slowly with an unkind face.

The little maid held back a smile and saluted respectfully: "I've seen Miss Zang." ”

Zang Ruiqing glanced at the little maid and snorted lightly, "Dong Zhu, how can you learn badly, dare to sneak out with your young master." ”

While speaking, the girl grabbed the young man's ear and sneered, "You dare to go to the Qinglou, believe it or not, I broke all three of your legs." ”

Feng Mianmiao shouted in pain, and at this time there was a noise in the distance, and a fierce horse galloped across the road, and the people above waved their long whips, arrogant, and passers-by were so frightened that they hid everywhere, Zang Ruiqing frowned: "People from Qingqiu Mansion?"

The horses ran straight towards the three of them, and the big man sitting on them saw that the three of them did not dodge, the fierceness in his eyes flashed, and the long whip was raised high, so he wanted to scare the three away.

Zang Ruiqing let go of the wind and mian, sideways to avoid the fierce horse, kicked on the horse's belly, the whole horse suddenly wailed, the person turned on the horse, the big man fell to the ground before he could react, and his forehead hurt after getting up, and he touched it with his hand, and the blood seeped down from his forehead.

"Damn......" The big man suddenly became angry when he saw the blood, and the long whip slashed at Zang Ruiqing.

Feng Mianmiao shook his head and came to his senses, seeing the big man murderously pounced on Zang Ruiqing, his face suddenly sank, the young man slapped the saber wild dog on his waist, his toes touched the ground, and the knife light was wiped, and the long whip infused with Gang Qi was suddenly broken in half, the big man was stunned, his neck was cold, Feng Mianmiao had already approached the big man with the knife upside down, and the tip of the knife was pointed directly at the throat of the big man.

"Second Realm Martial Artist?" the big man rolled his throat and said in a trembling voice, "Okay...... A good man spares his life. ”

"I can't see the big men bullying the girl's family the most. Feng Mianmiao said lightly.

Zang Ruiqing was expressionless from beginning to end, and said at this moment: "Horses are strictly forbidden in Fengluan City, all on foot, even if you are from Qingqiu Mansion, you have to keep the rules." ”

The big man looked embarrassed, bowed his head and said, "I really have something important to ask to see Lord Fengluan, so I have to hurry back from the desert region." ”

Feng Mianmiao listened to the big man's words, raised his eyebrows, and put the knife down, "You came back from the desert region?

Desert Domain, one of the important passes in the Western Regions, Fengluan Kingdom has gone on several expeditions, and the soldiers must fight for it.

Dahan wanted to speak and stopped, Zang Ruiqing glanced at him, sighed, took out a token and threw it to Dahan, Dahan's face changed suddenly after taking it, he didn't care about the bleeding forehead, took two steps back and knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Xu Dan of Qingqiu Mansion, I've seen my lord." ”

The Qingqiu Mansion is the intelligence department under the jurisdiction of the Zang family, loyal to the descendants of the Zang family.

Zang Ruiqing nodded, "Can you say it now?"

Dahan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Recently, the Northern Desert Kingdom has joined forces with the Nishang Kingdom to set up an ambush point at the cliff of the Desert Region, and even invited ten martial artists of the Three Realms and ten Qi Practitioners of the Jiedan Realm to suppress the formation, and our army will not be able to conquer it for a long time. ”

"Ten Qi Cultivators?" Feng Mianmiao was a little curious, "There are not many Qi Practitioners in the Western Regions, where did he invite the ten Three Realm Qi Practitioners in the Northern Desert Country." ”

Dahan shook his head desperately, he was just a messenger, where did he know so many secrets. Zang Rui glanced at Feng Mianmiao, and kicked on the big man's leg, "You are still here to rub in on something important, why don't you hurry up!"

The big man gasped in pain, and smiled bitterly, didn't you keep me from your old man. But he naturally didn't dare to say it directly, Zang Ruiqing's kick just now was extremely powerful, and Dahan himself was also a martial arts practitioner, and he knew in his heart that this girl definitely had a realm of cultivation, even close to the second realm.

The big man didn't dare to ride a horse, so he had to lead the horse and gallop all the way. The movement here also attracted a lot of onlookers and discussions. Zang Ruiqing turned her head and looked at Feng Mianmiao with a smile, the latter sighed, drooped her head, and the maid Dong Zhu followed behind, and the three of them returned all the way back the same way, while the dead man who secretly protected Feng Mianmiao came forward to calm the turmoil.

At the head of the city, Fengluan Wang Fengqing stood there, staring at the three people below, and the old man Song Xiaoming on the side was lying on the city wall, bored, with a chicken leg in his mouth.

"Mianmiao, this kid can break through the second realm so quickly, thanks to the guidance of Senior Song. "Feng Qing Dynasty Song Xiaoming hugged his fists and saluted.

Song Xiaoming waved his hand, biting the chicken in his mouth, and said vaguely: "That is, it is simple to break one realm and two realms, that kid has passed so-so by relying on his bones, if he can't change his lazy temperament, I'm afraid it will take decades of hard work in the three realms." ”

So-so, how many heroes and heroes in the world are stumped to break the realm, and they are brought over by the simple words of the old man's understatement.

The old man smiled again and said: "But this lazy temperament is compatible with Lao Tzu, if it is a diligent boy, Lao Tzu may not be willing to teach, the two of us are really destined." ”

Feng Qing smiled bitterly, and frowned again, "My Feng family must take down the desert region, but the Qi Practitioner never cares about the state affairs under the mountain, and this is a bit out of bounds, I'm afraid Zhongzhou is also a little impatient." ”

The old man snorted, he didn't care, there were too many things up and down the mountain, and he had to take care of it, wouldn't he be tired to death.

Song Xiaoming of the Fengluan Dynasty clenched his fists and said: "Please also ask the old man to take trouble and go to the desert region." ”

Song Xiaoming touched his hand on his clothes, stretched his waist and said, "Lao Tzu only promised you to do three things, one is the Teach the Wind Boy, this is the second one, and you have one left." ”

Feng Luan Wang Zhengse said: "I implore the old-timers to open the Taiping Road for me in the Western Regions." ”

"One day on the mountain is not quiet, and the next day is not peaceful. Song Xiaoming said with a flat expression.

King Feng Luan muttered, "Because of this, we are willing to seek a glimmer of life from the whirlpool of the flood and desolation. ”

"That's it, that's it, it's time to move if you eat and drink yours, otherwise who else in the world knows Lao Tzu's name?" Song Xiaoming sat up, clapped his hands, and his body disappeared suddenly.

King Feng Luan stood in place and breathed a sigh of relief. The state affairs under the mountain, the war continues, and there are a few idle people who survive, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you can't beat everyone's efforts, which is why the mountain qi practitioners are reluctant to interfere in the affairs of the mountain.

The war cannot be changed by the power of one person, and it depends on who that person is.

For example, this inconspicuous old man.

King Feng Luan couldn't help but feel a little proud. is such a strong anti-heaven character, doesn't he owe me a small favor?

So King Fengluan's originally depressed mood changed for the better.

......

In the desert area, the smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, and the beacon fire is continuous, and it has long been more than March.

Beyond the cliff, everyone in the Feng family's armor was exhausted, and among these people, there were still martial artists from the second and third realms, but their faces were always ugly, staring at the end.

But everyone's pupils were full of energy. The fighting spirit is high.

At the end of the cliff, several figures sat there cross-legged, looking at the Feng family's armor, slightly moved.

"This Feng family army is so strong, although it is inconvenient for us to do it to mortals according to the rules set on the mountain, but we can still go against the current under such a contrarian trend, and the method of using soldiers by King Feng Luan is not simple. A figure let out an exclamation.

"It's not a good habit to praise the enemy before a match. The other figure smiled coldly.

"In the end, it's just ants, and they can't even make a move against us. A figure looked languid.

The people sitting cross-legged are all mountain qi practitioners, and behind them, there are ten mountain warriors, looking at each other and smiling bitterly, the same three realms, the mountain qi practitioners have indeed suppressed the mountain warriors.

The faces of several people changed suddenly, and a long rainbow fell from the sky, like a white match.

Song Xiaoming took off the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "What's the matter, your mountain qi practitioners are amazing?"

Of the ten mountain qi practitioners, one of the leaders reacted the fastest, pinched the trick with both hands, and the flying sword rose, causing the heavenly thunder to gallop, but he stopped suddenly in front of the old man.

"Oh, why are you still a sword practitioner, don't you know that Lao Tzu doesn't like to use swords the most?" The old man smiled, his fingertips clicked at random, the thunder was extinguished, and the flying sword of good grade turned into flying ashes and dispersed, silently.

"Don't panic, he's just a person!" The owner of the flying sword was hit hard, the seven orifices were bleeding, the color was fierce, and he roared hoarsely, and the others reacted, and suddenly all kinds of amazing Dao methods rose, and the ten martial artists under the mountain also moved, and the momentum was huge, but they didn't even touch the corners of the old man's clothes.

The old man stood there, close at hand, and as if far away from the horizon.

Song Xiaoming hung the wine gourd on his waist again, took off the saber earth dog hanging on the other side, and untied the wrapping cloth on it in a circle.

"If you want to be a quack doctor surnamed Li, you may have to reason with someone first, but I haven't seen him for almost ten years, and I don't know if that old thing is dead. ”

Song Xiaoming muttered, and suddenly laughed,

"It's reasonable, the knife is all in my hands!"

The old man slashed away with a knife in his hand, the trajectory was extremely slow, and the expressions of those Three Realms Qi Practitioners and Martial Arts froze, their eyes showed horror and despair, and their breath slowly dissipated.

The original clear sky and sun fell rapidly, and the rain was dense, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.

"Who in my generation dares to open a mountain?!"

The unreasonable old man talked to himself, pointed his finger at himself, and was unwilling,

"Lao Tzu!"

Not far away, the Feng family was stunned, and saw that the old man was in mid-air, and the majestic mountains below were actually split by him with a knife, the sea water poured in, and the sound of rain was as loud as a drum.

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