"Do you know?" Jiang Xiaoman asked Xiao Ying, who was pale and didn't want to believe it, with a frown.

"Granny Mo, why is it you?" Xiao Ying covered her chest, looked at the black-robed man with tears in the corners of her eyes, her voice trembled, and asked in a low voice.

Ji Ji sneered, and the black-robed man reached out to uncover the cloak on his head.

This tall black-robed man, hidden under the spacious black robe, turned out to be an old woman who looked quite kind.

"Why can't it be me?" The old woman who was called Granny Mo by Xiao Ying seemed to be very old, her face was deep and deep, and a pair of cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, looking at this girl who had been watched by herself since she was a child, and said in a soft voice: "Long before I came out, I taught you that walking on this river and lake, even if you are familiar with it, you can't believe it all, have you forgotten?"

Immediately, his voice was cold, and the young man who was blocking in front of Xiao Ying shouted in a low voice: "Get out of the way, don't force me!"

No matter how simple Jiang Xiaoman's mind was, he could guess that the man in black must be the old servant who had been separated from this Xiao girl's mouth, and couldn't help muttering: "This is the rivers and lakes?"

No wonder people in the world say that the rivers and lakes are sinister, the most evil, and the evil is more than people's hearts.

Now is naturally not the time to think nonsense, with one hand, the gun magazine behind Ji Xiaoyue is like a living thing, and it spreads out with a bang, and in an instant, three gun bodies burst out from the gun magazine.

In just an instant, Jiang Xiaoman caught the flying gun, and with a slight force with both hands, he slammed the three gun bodies together.

"What if I say I won't let it?"

The gentian silver spear burst out and was held in the hand of the young man.

Jiang Xiaoman raised his head with a pair of eyes as black as ink, staring at the old woman without fear.

This is called by Xiao Ying as Granny Mo's old woman, and her cultivation is not bad, at least she is congenital, or even higher.

In short, today's Jiang Xiaoman will definitely not be his opponent.

But he can't back down, once he retreats, then all three of them will finish playing here today.

The rivers and lakes have a long way to go, especially after seeing the terrible hearts of the people today.

Jiang Xiaoman would no longer be stupid enough to think that the iron-clad gate and the black-robed old woman would really be kind enough to let them go.

It's just that it's still on the border.

As long as he doesn't get out of the border, then he won't worry at all.

With such a movement today, people who want to come to the government should be coming soon.

After all, in the Southern Regions, no matter how big the power is, can it really be greater than the Great Xia Imperial Court?

While thinking about it, there was a neighing sound of war horses downstairs.

This made Jiang Xiaoman's heart perk, here!

"Take down all the people who are here today!"

With the neighing of war horses, a deafening cold drink sounded from outside the inn, and exploded in everyone's ears through the corridors.

Tie Yu's face turned pale, didn't Daddy take care of everything.

How could it be this evil star?!

The sound of majestic footsteps followed suit, and slowly climbed the stairs.

Compared with the iron-clad door, the footsteps are more neat and powerful.

The first thing that came into everyone's eyes was a pair of ink-colored military boots, the leader was wearing the general armor of the border army, and three red clouds were printed on the breastplate, indicating that the identity of the person who came was the captain of the border military in charge of the military affairs of a city.

This man's position is not low, not too high, but he has real power.

The captain of the garrison city, directly under the two overseers of the borderlands, is not a lot of numbers, but there are a lot of them.

There are a total of 365 large cities in the border area, so there are a total of 365 captains in the garrison.

All of them are masters in the army, especially the border military captains who guard the border cities that are extremely important in the border areas like Jincheng.

This cultivation is even more unfathomable.

"You're in iron clothes, but you want to cover the door?"

Wei Ran threw a whip on Tie Yu's face, and in an instant, a blood mark appeared on the cheek of the second son, who was extremely favored by the iron-clothed master.

From the corner of his left eye to his neck, Tie Yu snorted, didn't dare to move, lowered his head and said cautiously: "Today is my Tieyi Gate's fault, and I also ask General Wei to spare the Tieyi Gate this time for the sake of my grandfather's blood for the Great Xia Border Army." ”

"Hmph, the old general of the iron followed the six generations of military lords Jin Ge Iron Horse, galloped through the wilderness, and fought in the Northern Qin, what a hero. Wei Ran put his hands behind his back, snorted coldly, looked at the group of iron-clad men and said coldly: "Now, the iron-clad gate that the old general Tie worked so hard to build back then fell into the hands of the iron mad slave and fell like this, if the old general Tie has a spirit in the sky, even if it is underground, it will definitely not be peaceful!"

The old iron general in Wei Ran's mouth is none other than Tie Yu's grandfather, the first master of the Tieyi Gate.

As Wei Ran said, he was born in the Tiezhan Army, and was one of the three major garrison generals in Shuzhou, in charge of Jincheng military affairs, and won the trust of the six generations of Zhenbian soldiers in Great Xia.

In that life, he was one of the few people who took off his iron armor alive.

At the age of ninety, he founded Tieyimen, and in just thirty years, he became one of the most powerful forces in the three counties of Shuzhou.

Tie Zhan's Iron Clothes Gate has been a master of countless times, and once ranked among the first gates in Jincheng.

It's a pity that the iron battle that has already reached the peak of the Venerable Realm is expected by the prince.

When he followed the six generations of soldiers to fight on the battlefield, he was left with an injury.

The heaviest one was that during the bloody battle with the Northern Qin, he was stabbed through the heart by a master in the Northern Qin army.

Although he was lucky not to die, he also lost a lot of vitality.

Originally, Shouyuan was enough to reach five hundred years of iron warfare.

However, after living for 170 years, his life was dry, and he only lived to be 200 years old before he died.

The six generations of the town border army of Daxia have been in charge of the border land for 390 years, and they are grateful for the merits of the border army at the beginning of the iron war, and they have taken care of the iron clothes gate.

It is precisely because of this that to this day, even if the Iron Cloak Gate is declining, it can still stand among the top ten forces in Jincheng without falling side.

Seriously calculated, even Wei Ran, who is now the first person in the Jincheng army, is two generations worse than the heroic old general.

He only recently rose to prominence when the Yatsushiro Town Border Army was waiting for the reckless wilderness.

Although he is now sitting in the position of captain of Jincheng, there are still many old comrades-in-arms and subordinates of the old general Tie Lao who are still active in the border army in the past.

This relationship is deep-rooted, even the eighth generation of military candidates Jiang Ye is reluctant to touch too much, and he has been in charge of the border for nearly twenty years, but he has only supported a group of rookies in the army like Wei Ran to compete with him.

There are millions of border troops on the border, and the relationship is simple and simple, and it is complicated to say that it is complicated.

Seven generations of soldiers on the border of the town, at the age of nineteen in charge of the borderland, at the age of thirty-three died in the wilderness, and there are not many descendants.

Today, with the exception of one of the Eight Commanders under the two Overseers, most of the rest cannot be counted as their old divisions.

But the six generations of military candidates are different, in terms of generation, he is the uncle of the eight generations of military candidates.

In terms of power, although he has been dead for many years, he has been in charge of the border for hundreds of years.

In the past, there were still many active border troops among the subordinates, and they were in high positions.

Either in charge of a city or a state, all of them are real powerful figures in the border army.

Not only the three generations of soldiers, but also the Yandi City, the hinterland of the dynasty.

Now, those princes who are as deep as the sea have also secretly cultivated many people to hide among the millions of border troops.

The current frontier is like a powder keg that has lost its twist, and it looks calm on the outside.

But as soon as someone re-fits this powder keg with a lead, it will inevitably explode at one point.

Wei Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the meek and sheep-like Tie Yu at this moment, seeing that the latter was now soft, it was not too embarrassing.

When staring at the old woman surnamed Mo, her pupils shrank slightly.

This iron-clad gate, when did there be an additional master of the Venerable Realm.

I was surprised, but I didn't care too much.

In front of the imperial court, even if you are the god king who dominates one side in the rivers and lakes, you still have to lie obediently like an obedient dog.

The Venerable Realm can be called a master in the rivers and lakes of Jincheng, but for Wei Ran, who commands tens of thousands of border troops in a city, he is just a reptile.

In the final analysis, in the Southern Regions, the Great Xia Dynasty is the largest sect in this Jianghu, and no one can shake it.

"This doesn't seem to be my Jincheng person?"

With a slight wave of the horsewhip, pointing at the old woman surnamed Mo, Wei Ran asked softly.

"Back to General Wei, the old body is indeed not from Jincheng. In front of the powerful figures in the border army, this former old servant who served Xiao Ying and her mother, even if his cultivation was profound, he had to bow his head, smiled, and whispered to Wei Ran.

Nodding, Wei Ran withdrew his horsewhip, looked down at his palm, then raised his head and stared coldly at the old woman surnamed Mo and asked, "Since you are not from my Jincheng rivers and lakes, did you go to the Jianwu Pavilion to register before entering the city?"

"I have only entered the city this morning, and I have not yet gone there. The old woman seemed to think of something, her heart trembled, she no longer dared to look directly at Wei Ran, lowered her head, and said in a low voice.

Jianwu Pavilion, as the name suggests, is a special institution set up by the Great Xia Imperial Court to monitor the entire rivers and lakes in the Southern Regions.

From the border land to the Yandi City, every city that belongs to the Great Xia Dynasty will have a branch of the Jianwu Pavilion.

However, if a martial artist who has cultivated to reach the innate level or above, and newly enters a city, he must first go to the Prison Martial Pavilion to reveal his identity, record it in the register, and be monitored by it.

Martial artists, especially those who are more advanced in cultivation, are mostly unruly masters.

The height of the temple and the distance of the rivers and lakes have their own rules, and there will naturally be resistance to the Jianwu Pavilion.

Eight hundred years ago, when the Jianwu Pavilion was first established, the entire southern region was in an uproar.

Almost overnight, many of the pavilion masters of the Chengchi Prison Martial Pavilion were cut off by the happy enemies of the rivers and lakes.

This time, it almost pierced the sky of this river and lake.

The younger brother of the Holy Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty walked out of the hinterland of the Dynasty, and the young man whose identity, talent, and cultivation could be called unparalleled in the world, came out in a white robe.

Gan was a pawn for his brother, and became the overseer of the Prison Pavilion that everyone on the rivers and lakes hated.

In those years, the strongest people hidden in the dark of the Great Xia court dispatched more than 10,000, and the weakest cultivation was also above the innate level.

It's just that the white-robed overseer who should have torn the earth and sealed the king, personally cut off the head, built the Jingguan, and destroyed the Jianghu sect, there are just a few thousand.

Only then did those reckless men who were forbidden by force completely suppress and knocked out the fangs of the entire rivers and lakes.

Since then, few people have dared to be the first bird again.

Until today, in the past eight hundred years, the power of the Prison Martial Pavilion has long been terrifying to the extreme.

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a cabinet as an army of its own.

Now, on this river and lake, who is not frightened just by hearing the three words of Jianwu Pavilion, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

Since ancient times, it has been chivalrous and forbidden.

When the martial arts cultivation reaches a certain level and transcends the boundaries of the imperial court, it is naturally fearless.

Generally speaking, the strongest who have transcended the realm of the god king no longer fears that unfathomable institution.

So, there are rumors.

Above the Jianwu Pavilion, in the Great Xia Dynasty, there is also a palm immortal tower hidden in the darkness......

"Tomorrow, I'll wait for you in the Jianwu Pavilion!" The horsewhip was lightly placed on the shoulder of the old woman surnamed Mo, Wei Ran chuckled, and then said coldly: "If it doesn't arrive, I don't need to say the consequences, you should know." ”

"How dare you bother the general, the old body will go to the Jianwu Pavilion to register tomorrow ......"

The old woman lowered her head, lost her previous arrogance, and said softly.

Although her cultivation is not low, she is not high enough to dare to go against the entire Great Xia court.

Besides, the servants have been serving for a long time, and they have long lost the sharpness that the people of the rivers and lakes should have, and they are extremely obedient to what Wei Ran said.

"Hmm!" nodded, ignoring the old woman.

Wei Ran looked around the second floor, and then noticed that there were still three people standing on the other side at this time.

Just wanted to say something, but when he saw the face of the young man in front of him, his face couldn't help but change slightly.

Turning around, another whip was whipped on Tie Yu's cheek, and he said angrily: "You Tie Yimen, you really deserve to die!"