A few miles outside the suburbs of Torrent City, there is an old locust tree that takes root, and the butterfly leaves are falling, so it is not shady.

Under the tree, two old men held black and white.

Torrent City has never planted locust trees, and there has never been a locust root here, and although there are not many pedestrians on the road, it seems that no one can see this huge old locust.

The old man in Tsing Yi with long hair had a gloomy face and murderous eyes, "You old ghost has lived for a hundred years and is tired of being crooked, and he was not split in half by a foolish sword at the beginning, but he became an idiot, and now he is looking for my bad luck?"

The old man on the opposite side had a yellow complexion, leaned against Lao Huai sickly, stroked the weeping leaves and said to himself, "I can't beat you An Yunchang, but if you don't break this chessboard today, don't think about saving the little prince of Qi Liang." ”

An Yunchang laughed angrily, and a pair of jade-like hands poked out of his sleeves, slapping them on the chessboard, but unfortunately the chessboard was not made of anything, and it was not damaged at all.

"Will the Great Xia Chess Palace borrow your stinky chess basket life and death ink plate?" An Yunchang gritted his teeth, "There are only three chessboards in the world, and it can't be the kind of flower boy who borrowed you." ”

"I saved that kid's life back then, and now I borrow the chessboard with a locust root for three days, and I can get the cause and effect," the old Huai ghost smiled, "Don't be angry, His Royal Highness the little prince is blessed with a great life, if you don't make a move today, you won't be angry." ”

An Yunchang knew that he was usually heads-up, this old demon was not his opponent, and now due to the restrictions of life and death, he had to decide the outcome to untie the shackles.

This old Huai ghost has a huge difference in chess talent, but he doesn't know anything about chess. Today, this broken chess basket came to bind people with chess, and the reputation of the first world has been ruined, and the old Huai ghost said lightly, "You still can't play, the old Huai ghost knows that although his chess skills are not good, he doesn't want to play with a person who doesn't know chess, and it is humiliating." ”

An Yunchang was furious, untied the flower wine on his waist and poured a few sips, there seemed to be ten thousand catties of wine in the wine pot, and he gritted his teeth, "The old ghost humiliated me today, the ink plate was lifted, and the first thing was to pull out your locust leaves and drink wine!"

The old locust tree smiled slightly, disapproving, "They are all people who are about to enter the ground, don't be angry." ”

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Speaking of Qijiang, the little prince and his party encountered a killer.

His Royal Highness the Little Prince, Xiao Yi, watched the nine assassins Jiang Xin hijack the ship and wanted to borrow the head from his neck, but he was not shocked, precisely because he knew the teacher who counted the world.

National teacher Yuan Tiangang handed Xiao Yi a bag before leaving, and he could only dismantle it after crossing the Qijiang River, only this point, there would be no waves in Qijiang on this trip, not to mention Fengqing, I am afraid that there will be more powerful characters, and they are also in the teacher's calculations.

Moreover, the impression of a drama in Torrent City on His Royal Highness the Little Prince was really too deep, and with the pair of eyes of the beauty in red, he almost immediately understood three points.

At this moment, on the dock on the shore, there is a wonderful man walking barefoot, carrying a guqin, wearing a red robe, covering his delicate figure, but he can't hide his stunning face. If you look closely, Danfeng's eyes are as calm as water, her eyebrows are like floating willows, her lips are red and her teeth are white.

This rare beauty with peerless eyebrows is actually a man.

Qi Liang Da Nei's first master Zhu Yunzhen, was picked up by the national teacher Yuan Tiangang when he was a child, and was conceived with the shark and fox in the eight phases of heaven and man, born with a peerless appearance, but he was a man's body, and his root bone talent was even better, almost self-taught, just reading the cheats in the palace secret pavilion, he was promoted to a rare nine-grade master in the world at the age of seventeen.

The national teacher Yuan Tiangang left a bag on this trip and asked him to arrive in Torrent City to dismantle it.

According to the bag, this trip will be sung by His Royal Highness, and when His Highness crosses the river, there will be assassins. Tsun Yunyu squinted his eyes, put the piano behind his back into his arms, and looked sideways at Jiangzhong.

The fog is so unclear.

Twisting a string through the red sleeve with one hand, there is a sonorous sound!

"Zheng" sounded, and the ten strings broke in unison!

The sword qi roared, breaking through the river and slashing away, its speed was actually several times faster than that of the dragon boat!

The red-clothed bottle Yunyu broke the strings with one finger and pulled out a crimson scabbard from the guqin. The hilt of the sword in the sheath is inlaid with white spikes, depicting the red pond and white fish, and it is clanging.

He recalled the last few words of the National Teacher's tips, the sword was not out of the sheath, and the guqin was shocked, and the whole person was like a sword out of the sheath, stepping on the piano!

Tips: Crossing the Qi River to the sky, borrowing the spring rain to open the world.

Finally, there are seven words: success is revenge for ten years.

Crossing the river in red, the heart of the sky said that the face will change the face, the clouds are thick, and the thunder echoes in a low voice.

Spring is the time of good rain, but this is the right time.

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Duan Mingsheng and Feng Qing of the Heavenly List have gone through dozens of moves, each move is extremely difficult, Xiao Yi can see that although there is water in this Heavenly List, Feng Qing deserves the title of master. Lao Duan saw the move, and he would be defeated in ten rounds at most.

Miao Jianhong did not retreat a step, and under the traction of the qi machine, the eight assassins were forced by sword intent, but for the time being, this "angry-eyed King Kong" had no choice.

As long as Duan Ming was defeated and defeated, Feng Qing took the lead, and he killed the coveted heads of countless people in the world.

Lao Duan coughed up blood with one move, and the fight was extremely difficult, and Feng Qing's sword intent was wiped out by him every time he touched his sleeve, but even so, over time, the sword qi attacked his heart, and he couldn't escape defeat.

Another mouthful of old blood spurted out, and Lao Duan's ears moved slightly, and he scolded.

"If you don't come again, Lao Tzu is really going to die!"

Xiao Yi also noticed a trace of fluctuation, and in a slight confusion, he saw Feng Qing's figure sweeping up like a big bird in the sky, unstoppable!

"Acceptance—"

The word didn't come out of the air.

A stream of blood spurted out, and the wind and green eyes with murderous intent carried a trace of confusion, as if they didn't understand what was happening, and then they were destroyed by the invisible sword qi, and countless blood burst out, slashing into thousands of pieces, like a burst of watermelons.

The eagle falcon in the air screamed halfway, and a handful of blood rain poured down.

The eight Assassins couldn't even react to anything, but in an instant, their bodies were destroyed by something they couldn't see clearly, and they exploded and died.

The river is red. The blood mist rose, and the little prince Xiao Yi covered his mouth, still unable to suppress his vomit.

Only then did I hear a melodious piano sound—

"Zheng—"

Who listens to the broken strings?

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The little prince who vomited a mess raised his head in tears after half a ring, and the red-clothed and glamorous Ouchi No. 1 master stood barefoot on the bow of the dragon ship, leaving only a bleak and desolate back.

The red-clothed bottle stood proudly on the bow of the boat with an expressionless face, watching the three sword boats being swept by the waves and sinking to the bottom of the river;

The spring rain finally fell in the heart of heaven, and it was pouring down, and it was necessary to get rid of the breath of early spring. There is a black shadow swimming in the heart of the river, and its shape is not known how many miles in size, like a dragon and a python, so it is not scary.

There was the sound of wings breaking through the air, and a big black bird in the distance slapped the sky, and a person on his back had a handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, although he was not as good as the red-clothed bottle Yunyu, he was also a rare beautiful man, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar when he looked closely. A white scarf was covered in front of his forehead, holding his black hair, dressed in black and white, and he seemed to be smiling.

"How can this birdman come here to join in the fun?" Lao Duan scolded and couldn't believe it, looking at the black clouds in the air lowering, the man in black stood proudly on the back of the big bird, cold and arrogant.

If you say that Feng Qing at the end of the heavenly list is a full character, he can still fight hard for dozens of rounds, and at the moment, this master, but the second ruthless character on the heavenly list, has no suspense, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist one move if he is desperate.

Lao Duan scolded angrily, "Rain Devil, what are you here to make troubled waters? Forcing that person to make a move is going to cut off your life!"

The rain devil's surname is Mu, his real name is Mu Yu, and he didn't look at Lao Duan, but just said in a cold voice, "What are you?"

Lao Duan dared to be angry and dare to speak, but he said that today is a dead end, and he didn't know how many tricks this man in red could bear, so he simply scolded, "Lao Tzu is your ancestor." ”

The rain demon was unmoved, the giant sword behind him burst out, and it was never unsheathed, and the sword intent broke through the air and slashed away!

The river opened up, and there was a black shadow roaring low.

Thousands of water curtains took off, and then exploded, Lao Duan was safe and sound, but he looked at him with some horror.

The red-clothed wonderful man stopped the sword qi with his own strength, silently took out a white silk scarf from his waist, slowly tied it to his forehead, pulled up his long hair like ink, and looked at the rain demon with an expressionless face.

"What are you?"