Nie Ban was raised by a partner in the army, and that partner died of depression a long time ago, and Zhang Zhan had never seen it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is said that the fellow was an old man who was a heavy drinker, and that one foot was still lame. In his early years, his village was sacked by Jin soldiers, and his entire family was slaughtered. He himself was injured in the leg because of his life, and he fainted due to excessive blood loss before he was able to save his life. Therefore, he was full of enthusiasm, but because of the disabled and the lack of a way to control the enemy, he resolutely took charge of the battalion soldiers. Every meal was cooked in a good way, hoping that the soldiers would be satisfied with the food, so that they would have the strength to kill the enemy.

The soldiers who ate the food he cooked were full of praise. What's more, he was admired as the first chef at that time.

Nie Ban, who was still in infancy at the time, picked it up on the side of the road when he had nothing to do.

He was alone, so he naturally treated Nie Ban as if he were his own. So don't look at him often drinking alone, sad and sick and unable to kill the enemy. But he hoped that Nie Ban would stay away from the battlefield and live his life in peace and happiness. And the examples of disobedient elders who are painstakingly biased towards Hushan are simply numerous.

So Nie Ban didn't read those four books and five classics, although he never made moves, for fear of making the old man angry, but he would hold the short knife every day, sitting from morning to evening, and the cycle continued, cold and hot.

Whenever someone joked about this five or six-year-old boy: "Little Nie Ban, what are you doing?"

Then the joker laughed and touched his little head before leaving on his own.

No one has ever seen him actually practice, and no one has ever taught him a trick or a style. And when he made his debut at the age of fourteen, there was no one in the army who was his enemy.

At present, everyone is resting, and Zhang Chuan is naturally still by Xiao Yu'er's side. Xiao Yuer's tutoring since she was a child made her sit straight even when she rested. The gentle warm breeze stroked her slightly messy hair, which was not glamorous, but radiant. Sometimes it is better to appreciate than to have.

And a series of hurried footsteps disturbed the peace in Zhang Yan's heart, and a burly golden soldier hurried to Wan Yan's side, and said in a deep voice: "The bodies of several of our spies were found in front!"

Wanyan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of light that made Zhang Yan feel shocked disappeared in a flash.

Huo Ran got up, and said in a sad voice: "Go!"

If you don't see it, it's a bastard. Zhang Zhan also got up, ran forward with his head stuffed. However, after running two steps, he suddenly realized that he was leaving like this, and he seemed to be too inattentive to Xiao Yu'er, after all, he was still a retainer of the Xiao family, so he could only turn around and sit on Xiao Yu'er's left hand side.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu'er pursed her lips and chuckled: "General Zhang, please take care of yourself." ”

Zhang Yanyan grinned when he heard this, and said happily: "I know that Miss is a good person!"

Then he walked towards the place of the incident after his injuries.

The corpses of ten golden soldiers were lying side by side in the middle of a fork in the road, which was extremely conspicuous. Moreover, each corpse was pierced by a sharp weapon in the heart, and its face showed a terrifying color, which looked extremely uncomfortable for onlookers. When Zhang Zhan looked at it, Wan Yan was making his analysis: "This road leads to Qilong Mountain, and the murderer deliberately put our brother's body in the middle of the road, telling us that this road is impassable. It seems that the people of Qilongshan already know the main purpose of our trip. ”

Wan Yan pointed to the wounds of the ten corpses: "The wound was wounded by a spear, just look at the strength of its hand, it should be done by one person." The murderer deliberately uses the same move to kill the enemy, and while he is at ease, he must also be a high-minded and arrogant person. ”

Then Wan Yan pointed to the fifth corpse: "Ge Yi's skills are obvious to everyone, he has come and gone without a trace, not only is his light body skills unbeatable, but his martial arts are also rare opponents. However, the killer can still kill with the same move with one hit, and even Ge Yi doesn't even have a chance to draw a blade to meet the enemy, and the killer is at least a grandmaster-level figure. I am afraid that the family teacher will come in person, so that there is a chance to win. None of the people present were their opponents. ”

Zhang Chuan listened to the analysis of Yan Yan, but he couldn't help but think of the person called "Demon Monk Serving Demons" in Qu Wang's mouth.

But no matter how Zhang Yan tried to probe his mouth, Qu Forget responded with a sigh, and didn't seem to want to mention any past of this demon monk serving demons.

Still thinking about it, Wan Yan was injured but leaned down and took out a piece of paper from the arms of the corpse named Ge Yi. Zhang Yan leaned over and saw that the paper was neatly folded, and three words were written on it: "Please make a book." ”

The paper seems to have been folded casually, but it was folded edge to edge, corner to corner. Ordinary people are afraid that it will take a lot of effort to fold it so neatly.

Look at the three words "please and book" again, horizontal and vertical, the force is poured through the paper silk, and there is even a sense of sharpness that is about to come out.

Zhang Zhan naturally didn't know anything about calligraphy, but he still felt that these three words were not written, but splashed with ink. The kind of swaying, the sword aura in the chest, and the atmosphere without the need for a sharp edge, makes people unable to look sideways for a long time.

Wan Yan hurt should feel the same way as Zhang Zuo, because he also read these three words for a long time, and then he heyed before he went to watch the content inside: Take a detour, or leave 19,000 taels of gold, otherwise, you will be killed.

After looking at these words for a long time, he said to Zhang Yan: "What does Brother Zhang think?"

Zhang Yan nodded and said, "The people of Qi Longyuan really have a way to steal like the wind legend, and they also leave a little entanglement as a way to continue on the road. 1,000 taels of gold, that's enough for us to return to Beijing, right? Although there are a lot of us, we tighten our trouser pockets, and there is a ...... that we don't have a meal."

When he said this, Zhang Yan closed his mouth very interestingly, because the fire-breathing eyes around him could almost burn himself to ashes.

Wanyan's status is indeed not low, and he looked at the winding path leading to Qilong Mountain with a deep gaze, and said lightly: "Bury them thickly, and send them to Qilong Mountain." ”

When Zhang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Brother Wanyan has the confidence to beat this person?"

Wan Yan shook his head and said lightly: "Zai Xia is definitely not his opponent." ”

Zhang Yan snorted and couldn't help but say, "Then why do you have to go this way?"

Wan Yan glanced at Zhang Yan and chuckled: "First of all, being afraid is definitely not what a martial artist should have. Moreover, many things, when we think about the reasons and then do it, are actually too late. ”

After Yan Yan was hurt and said: "If you fold it here, Brother Zhang should be happy, right?"

Zhang Yan laughed, then stretched out his arm and stretched out his right hand: "Please!"