Fang Wenlan lowered her head, closed her eyes, and felt the strong wind coming from her back, and for a moment she was stunned as if she was out of her body.

Then I only heard two soft sounds in the air, like a martial artist in the home nursing home smashing his sleeves.

She was slightly stunned, and with two muffled snorts, she raised her head in shock, turned to look at the two people lying on the ground behind her, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and turned her head again, and saw the face of the white-clothed man in front of her clearly through the faint moonlight.

So she was even more stunned, and while she was still sitting on the ground, she stretched out her slender fingers that sprung up like mushrooms after a rain and pointed at Li Wenshuo's head, and shouted in surprise: "You, you, you, ......"

Li Wenshuo smiled: "What are you?"

"I, I, I ......"

"What am I?"

"You're the one in the day!" Fang Wenlan blushed, panting heavily, her chest continued to rise and fall with her breathing, and she held it for a long time, and finally said this sentence.

Li Wenshuo squatted down, held the slender finger, pressed it down slightly, and said with a smile: "The girl is the son during the day." ”

Fang Wenlan's face was really red now, she shook her hand and withdrew her fingers, quickly got up, and said, "What girl, where is it, why didn't my son see it?"

Li Wenshuo got up immediately, and then realized that the girl in front of him was a little short, only as high as his chin, so that even if the two of them were standing and were closer, the other party needed to raise their heads and talk to them.

Fang Wenlan's hands were clasped together, and the fingers she pulled out were intertwined, ready to tie the knot.

Thinking that although the two thieves fell to the ground now, it didn't seem good that she was blocked in the alley by such a man in white in the middle of the night.

Li Wenshuo glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and then turned around, silently, but with a gust of breeze, he lifted the short hair scattered on the girl's forehead.

Fang Wenlan looked up.

She is sixteen years old this year, and she swears that it is the first time she has seen such a lonely back, just by looking at it, it is sad to see herself.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind was like a knife cutting face, Fang Wenlan shivered, hurriedly stepped forward, waved his hand and shouted, "You wait for me"

Li Wenshuo didn't stop, he didn't walk fast, strolling on the quiet streets, in winter, there were no insects and birds around, only the low whistling of the north wind, like a ghost crying.

Of course, there is also the sound of the girl stomping her feet and complaining about the chatter of her upper and lower teeth.

The night was very cold, the girl complained, the road was very dark, the girl complained, the ground bluestone was too hard, the girl also whispered, and the fingers without dirty words in her mouth were scolding.

Li Wenshuo didn't feel annoyed, of course, probably because it was an eye-catching girl who said these words, not an old-fashioned Jianghu person, so he thought it was very interesting.

"Is it cold or not?"

Hearing this, Fang Wenlan was slightly stunned, and immediately said categorically: "It's cold, it's so cold at night, let's find a place to make a fire." ”

The girl's tone was full of innocence, and she inexplicably believed the swordsman in front of her.

The swordsman also reached out to help, and took off the white fur coat he was wearing on his body, which was extremely casual, but in the girl's opinion, it was draped very gently on her shoulders, and it was slightly fastened, and the cold wind was no longer allowed to enter.

The body temperature of the former was revealed on the big cloud, and there was a strange heat enveloping her, the tip of the girl's nose moved slightly, and she sniffed subconsciously, there was no smell of sweat on ordinary men, but instead there was a fragrance of orchids.

Looking up at the knife-like cold face of the man in front of him, he suddenly felt as if he was in a dream, and his hand gently pinched his leg, tsk, it hurt.

"Aren't you cold?"

In the cold wind, the swordsman untied the big sheath, revealing a scabbard more than three feet long, and only a single layer of clothing remained on her body.

"It's not cold. ”

"Oh. ”

"You're a swordsman?"

"Hmm. ”

"Are you amazing?"

"Yes. ”

The girl snorted coldly, turned her head and stopped asking, followed behind Li Wenshuo, and used Li Wenshuo's broad back to block the cold wind blowing in her face, and began to complain in her mouth again.

The two of them walked along the avenue, and in a short time they were out of the prosperous city center, and after crossing the corners and alleys, and through a wilderness, they came to a ruined temple, and in front of them was a ruined city wall three feet high, and there were sporadic fires burning on the wall.

Li Wenshuo walked into the broken temple, the internal force moved slightly, the vitality in the air began to jump, subtle changes, and the next moment, the candlestick in front of the Buddha statue lit up.

The faint light of the fire burned the mottled cobwebs in front of the Buddha statue, startling away the fat black spider.

The girl screamed in surprise and hid in the shadows behind Li Wenshuo, and it took a while to react, with a surprise on her face that could not be concealed, and said, "Are you going to the rivers and lakes to do tricks?"

Li Wenshuo smiled and nodded, walked into the dark night where he couldn't see his fingers, randomly found a few dead branches and rotten benches, simply piled them together, and lit a fire in front of him by the same means.

There was a strange surprise in the girl's eyes, and when she looked at Li Wenshuo again, she had a little more admiration in her eyes.

This look is very familiar and pure, just like when he stood in the tavern in Nanshan many years ago, watching Lao Fan tell a story.

Perhaps because she was so tired, the girl shrank herself in her fur, covered her head and face, and snored slightly beside the fire.

For Li Wenshuo, it is still early, and he has developed the habit of staying up late, and whenever it is quiet in the dead of night, he will feel that his heart is extremely calm.

Listening to the crackling and popping of the fire, and the girl's even snoring, he sat alone on the other side of the fire, untied the pot of wine from his waist, took a sip, his throat was hot, and a hot heat rose from the dantian.

It's still the authentic North Mountain!

Li Wenshuo sighed in his heart, his eyes were clear, his broken teeth were in his arms, cold as ice cubes, there was no trace of temperature, and he didn't care about it.

In this way, the night passed, and Li Wenshuo didn't know when he was asleep, only that when he opened his eyes, the snoring was ringing in his ears, and the sky outside the temple was not yet bright.

He picked up the broken teeth, walked out of the broken temple gently, and continued northward, taking easy steps, as if he was one with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Hanako, who was on the side of the road, did not see him, and the archers on the city wall did not see him, and he quietly pushed open the gate, which required the combined efforts of five men, and the sleeping guard behind the gate still did not see him.

Like a ghost with a sword, he quietly walked out of the city, only to look at the wild flowers standing at the base of the wall, and smile at each other.

He didn't go far, he felt about two miles before he stopped, feeling the vibration under his feet, which became clearer and clearer, there were not many people, there should be only five hundred horsemen.

The cavalry crossed a high slope and came into view.

It is true that there are only five hundred horsemen, but there is also a big cart, on which is placed a huge log that needs to be hugged by two people, the front end of the wood is the edges and corners wrapped in pig iron, the siege cone, with this thing, the birch city really can't hold it.

Li Wenshuo thought so, sighed, and casually looked at the side of the road, a colorful butterfly fluttered its wings briskly among the flowers, as if dancing.

But when I looked again, there were no butterflies, not even flowers, only a stone.

Li Wenshuo drew his long sword, rubbed his fingers on the blade of the sword, and then lifted the hilt upside down, the tip of the sword hung down to the ground, and the cavalry was only a hundred zhang away from him at this time, and both sides could see each other clearly.

The cavalry did not slow down, because what they relied on most was the impact of speed, and even the masters who were stronger than them would be defeated in the face of this impact.

The northern city of Hebei could not be captured for a while, although they did not lack food and grass, but there was not much, so they naturally had to loot some from other places.

The Baihua City, which is closest to the northern city of Hebei, is very suitable.

The first horse began to speed up, gradually leaving the group behind, he wanted to kill the man in front of him, so he charged, his horse leaped, and his scimitar swung a gorgeous arc in the air from top to bottom.

The war horse is still charging, unconscious.

The knight on his back fell to the ground, and rolled five or six feet on the ground with the speed of the war horse before stopping, and blood flowed all over the ground......