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In the carriage.

Tang Xiaoman's face was gloomy, and he looked at the young man in a cloth suit.

Xiao Buyi's eyes have been slightly closed, gently leaning on the car pads, calming down, trying to recuperate from the injuries left over the past year.

Every day.

Invite Beiguan to fight, Sen Luo Dao's elite exhausted, except for the female Hades who deterred the entire Northern Wei Demon Dao did not show up, and almost bowed down to serve His Majesty's Majesty in the Northern Wei Dynasty, all of them appeared in the battle of Beiguan.

And Xiao Buyi was facing the man who had been claiming to be in retreat since Qi Liang won the Lanling City Palace.

Champion Hou's only son, Chen Wanjuan.

One of the two of them shared half of Confucianism in the Hidden Valley, one wanted to peel the dragon skin and keel, and the other wanted to cross the catastrophe.

Behind Chen Wanjuan, there were several Nine Rank masters of the Northern Wei Dynasty sweeping the formation, while Xiao Buyi only had a lone sword.

In the end, if it weren't for the man with the huge green cloth knife on his back who appeared in time and took Xiao Buyi away, I'm afraid he might really fall in Invite Beiguan.

Tang Xiaoman gently rubbed his eyebrows for him, and said in a low voice: "Wuxian ......"

Xiao Buyi still didn't open his eyes, stretched out his hand with a smile, held Tang Xiaoman's hand, and said softly: "It's okay, just say that it's good to listen to them." ”

......

......

Outside the carriage, Xiao Buyi's slightly weak voice came.

"When we retreated from the Northern Wei Dynasty, we gathered the children of the Northern Tang Dynasty all the way, and those who had time to rush back to Tangjiabao were all moved into Tangjiabao a year ago. ”

"But after we retreated to the Northern Plains, although we have been dealing with Xuan Shangyu for a year, we still have a lot of damage, you will definitely want to ...... What would happen if we retreated to Tangjiabao now?"

He paused.

"That's the cruel truth I'm going to tell you. ”

"Will die. ”

"We're all going to die. ”

"The entire Tang Gate, even those who successfully hid in Tangjiabao before, will all die under the iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty, or all of them will become the souls of the black-robed men of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and they will not be able to keep all the corpses. ”

The dozens of white horses outside the carriage, carried on horseback, were all elite children of the Northern Tang Gate.

Their faces were miserable, and they listened to the young man with a foreign surname in the carriage speak slowly.

"You all have wives, families, your own love, relatives, parents, they are in Tangjiabao now, if you weren't in Beiyuan, they would have been swept out by Xuan Shangyu and hung on the banner of Beiyuan Senluo Road. ”

"The current Tang family, the former three big families in the world, what that old man did in Luoyang City, you know it yourself. ”

The dozens of people of the Tang family were all silent.

The atmosphere was bleak.

The old man who set up the title of "Wu Tang Gate" for the Tang family during the Eight Great Nations was really ambitious in Luoyang City, and wanted to set off a wave of bloodshed in the Eight Great Families, which had offended all the families in the world, and now the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Zhong family took advantage of this to clean the Tang Gate and reverse black and white, which was the help of the world.

Kill all over the Tang family.

The old man, who was already under the Nine Shadows, was naturally slandered by the Zhong family man, and was stigmatized for sneaking up on the Zhong family's Lafayette, and even the Tang family was sent to the end of the road.

Everyone knows that the Tang Sect has embarked on a road of no return.

But if there is no eldest lady......

There were no two people brought back by the eldest lady.

One surnamed Zhong and the other surnamed Xiao.

The Tang Gate has long since perished.

Dozens of white horses were righteous, and at the beginning, they all thought that this young man from Qiliang Lanling City could create miracles.

Lead the Tang Gate to break through, and then cross the Northern Wei Dynasty and go to Qiliang.

It's a safe place to be.

But the person in the carriage was playing against the great masters of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it was already a miracle that he was able to survive this year.

It's just that the more you boil, the more north you go.

The more you boil, the more north you get......

"Every day I send a team of people to die. "Ten people today, twenty tomorrow, and thirty the day after tomorrow." ”

Dozens of white horses, whose momentum was already extremely low, raised their heads at this moment and looked at the carriage with pale faces.

Xiao Buyi coughed slightly, and said softly: "First those who slow down the speed of the team, and then those children of the outermost sect, if Xuan Shangyu dispatches the elite, I will send one of you as an outcast, to sacrifice his life, and drag a time for the Tang Sect." ”

Those who heard the words were bloodless.

The white horse was bumpy, and someone asked in a trembling voice, "Do this...... What can you drag?"

Xiao Buyi was slightly silent.

"Nothing can be delayed. ”

Tang Zhen trembled, this man who was already forty years old, stared at the reins, and suddenly said loudly: "I can die, everyone here can die! But what we can't die is worthless and meaningless!"

He turned his head to stare at the carriage and asked word by word: "The people in the Tang Sect can all die, but after they die, what is there?"

Suddenly, a huge black shadow swept through the wind and snow, and the Tang family's little worship was black in front of him, and his hands didn't have time to block forward, so he was hit by the huge scabbard and flew out fiercely.

Song Zhiqing, who had a flat face, sat still with his upper body, steady as a mountain, raised the knife with one hand, and slowly withdrew the green cloth knife at this moment.

The small worship of the Tang family who was smashed out hit another white horse in the rear, and the two of them led the horse, and the person fell on his back.

The carriage stopped.

The man's calm voice came from the carriage: "Take a break for a stick of incense, and pay attention to the traces in the snow." ”

Xiao Buyi stepped out of the carriage with the support of Tang Xiaoman and Zhong Xuehu.

His face was quite pale, and he looked at Tang Zhen who fell not far away.

Xiao Buyi smiled and asked, "How do you want to die?"

Behind him, Su Fu and Song Zhi were expressionless and dismounted and approached.

Xiao Buyi walked in front of the Tang family's little worship, looked at the latter's bloodless face, and asked softly: "Or, standing at the highest point of righteousness, how do you want to die for the Tang Sect?"

There was a dead silence.

The Second Highness looked at the Tang Sect White Horse Yicong who were still in a stunned state, and said calmly: "Listen, after the team rests, those who are willing to follow, just follow, what I said before will not change at all." ”

"I can't guarantee that your death will bring any hope to the Tang family, death is death!" "And those of you who choose to follow this carriage, if you are chosen to die, there is no room for resistance, as for how many people you can kill before you die, whether you can save your capital, that is your ability." ”

Xiao Buyi paused and continued: "If you don't want to follow me, you can find a way by yourself, those who have the ability to escape from the pursuit of Senluo Dao, or those who want to defect to the surname Cao, can give it a try and see how it ends, if you can survive, it is also your creation." ”

Tang Xiaoman looked at the cloth-clothed man beside him.

He said calmly: "This is what I said before, cruel things. ”

"You can make a choice now. ”

A word is spoken, and silence is silenced.

It's that dead silence.

The snow was heavy, and in the forests of the northern plains, there were dozens of white horses around this carriage.

These people, each with a different sparkle in their eyes.

Someone lowered his head and had a complicated complexion.

Some people are at a loss for what to do, and there is a blank look in their eyes.

Suddenly, a weak voice asked softly: "Sir, if we send us to death like this, can we contribute a little strength to the Tang family?"

Tang Xiaoman was slightly stunned and looked at the owner of the voice.

It was a young Tang Sect genius child, young, a small adult who had already cultivated to the eight-rank realm, and the future was immeasurable.

Sending him to death like this, can he be regarded as contributing a little strength to the Tang Sect?

The person in the carriage said before that even if he was sent to death like this, there was no guarantee that he would be able to bring hope to Tangmen.

The Tang Sect was already in a desperate situation.

But can this be regarded as a contribution to the Tang Sect?

......

There was a long silence.

Xiao Buyi said softly: "Forget it." ”

This young Tang disciple has a very delicate name.

Tang Musu.

While Tang Musu was waiting for a reply, he kept carefully wiping his saber and looked at the self reflected on the sword.

The man replied, "Yes." ”

He lowered his head, smiled, and said seriously, "Thank you, sir." ”

Tang Musu saw that in the eyes reflected in his sword, there seemed to be a little bit of ignition, and in the heavy snow, it was fleeting.

He put his sword into the sheath and said seriously: "Sir, I choose to stay, and I am willing to die." ”

Tang Musu was the first to speak out.

Everyone began to think, and after half a pillar of incense time.

The second did not appear.

Tang Zhen, who had been smashed off the horse by Song Zhiqing before, finally stumbled to his feet at this moment, and looked at the young man with a high green cloth knife on his back again, as if looking at a monster, his face was pale and his eyes were frightened.

He swallowed deeply, leaned against a big tree, and said hoarsely, "Sir, I want to leave." ”

Xiao Buyi slowly stretched out his hand and stopped Song Zhiqing, who was carrying the green cloth knife with a gloomy face.

Tang Zhen couldn't control his voice, and said tremblingly: "If it continues like this, I can't see any hope at all, anyway, it's all going to die, it's better for me to try to break through myself, maybe I can have a way to live......"

Xiao Buyi said softly: "Let him go." ”

Waiting for the Tang family to ride on a white horse, galloping all the way south.

Xiao Buyi said calmly: "How many of you, like him, can leave now, and I will not stop you." ”

The eldest lady of the Tang family was pale, looking at one after another, the white horse servants who had sworn loyalty to the Tang family left one by one at this moment.

Su Fu and Song Zhiqing's faces were gloomy, looking at these white horse servants who had been saved by themselves, they fled like this and dissipated in the heavy snow.

Ten to seven or eight.

Scattered white horse volunteers, no one finally left at this moment.

Xiao Buyi pulled Tang Xiaoman's sleeve slightly, and said calmly: "Get on the horse and set off." ”

The carriage moved slowly.

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the carriage.

Zhong Xuehu, who was close to the curtain of the carriage, opened the curtain and saw a young face that was still clear and delicate in the wind and snow.

Tang Musu's face was cold, driving the horse parallel to the carriage, and said softly: "Sir, I miss my sister in Jiangnan very much, so I want to ask you ......"

The young man lowered his eyebrows, exhaled a cold breath, and asked seriously, "Do I still have a chance to meet her?"

There was a slight silence in the carriage.

Xiao Buyi showed a rare smile to the young man, not like a comforting smile, but more like a slightly sly smile.

He said softly, "Of course. ”

Tang Musu was stunned for a long time.

He reacted for a long time, until his eyes were moist.

Tang Mu Sucai said in a trembling voice: "Thank you...... Mr. ”

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