If Xiao Xuan doesn't die, the world will be in chaos!

Li Chunfeng, who was second only to the four great strategists among the strategists of the Ten Kingdoms, was calculated and killed by Xiao Xuan, which is definitely chilling news. Such a calculating enemy may not be terrible, but when this enemy sits on half a million iron horsemen, it becomes extremely terrifying, and it is difficult to sleep.

He Zudao rushed towards Xiao Xuan, with an extra blade like a crescent moon in his hand, even if there was Li Chunfeng's dying counterattack, He Zudao was still not at ease, the old man in Beiliang and the poor Confucian student could not be measured by common sense, he didn't believe that those two would let the only incense in Beiliang be sent to death single-handedly, so he wanted to cut off Xiao Xuan's head with his own hands, and he wanted this terrible son of Beiliang to have no chance of survival.

Xiao Xuan glanced back at the pale but still good-looking woman, sighed lightly, and slowly closed his eyes with some regret.

At this moment, a shadow flashed, and Xiao Xuan fell into the arms of an old man in a tattered Confucian shirt. Then, he left with Xiao Xuan without looking back, without even glancing at this great spy of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Outside the cave, there are twelve horsemen neatly juxtaposed, twelve people are dressed in black, with tall black horses on their hips, carrying a three-foot dragon-shaped black sword, like a black dragon from the abyss.

These twelve people have a unique name - the Black Dragon Twelve Guards.

The Twelve Guards of the Black Dragon, the guard of the dead soldiers of Xiao Zhan, the king of the Northern Liang Dynasty, are terrible dead soldiers who terrify the entire rivers and lakes, and they are more terrible than the hunters of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Except for Xiao Zhan, no one knew where they came from, what their names were, and no one even knew their strength, because everyone they had seen was dead.

It was these twelve people who once chased a great master of the Saint Realm to death, creating the legend of the Black Dragon Guard's lifelessness.

Compared with the Thunderbolt Fire Chen Xuanba, the Black Dragon Guard is relatively infamous, because the Black Dragon Guard is a dead killer who rarely appears in the eyes of the world, but its terrifying degree is by no means below Chen Xuanba.

On this snowy night, the prince of Beiliang returned from a five-year trip and was assassinated on the bank of Weishui, and his life was on the verge of death. At the same time, the most mysterious Black Dragon Guard in the palace was dispatched, chasing and killing the assassins for 300 miles, killing more than 100 assassins, and the entire Jianghu and Liangzhou were shaken.

The people of the rivers and lakes were silent because of the dispatch of the Black Dragon Guard, and Liangzhou was jumped because of the return of His Royal Highness the Prince.

In the hearts of most people in Beiliang, the terrifying degree of His Royal Highness the Prince is far above the Black Dragon Guard, the Black Dragon Guard is haunted, ordinary people can't see it at all, and the Prince Xiao Xuan is different, fighting and brawling, bullying men and women are not less.

Since the death of Princess Chen Lingsu, His Royal Highness the Prince has been swaggering through the market with evil slaves and servants all day long.

When Xiao Xuan, the prince of the world, was ten years old, he spent three thousand taels of silver to be the guest of Tang Xiaowan, the flower of the Wanhualou, and this matter spread all over the world, and for a time became the object of criticism and writing by the world's scholars.

Xiao Zhan's sword pointed at the world, ending the chaotic war of the ten countries, destroying the four large and small countries, breaking 3,000 cities, and ambushing millions of corpses, how heroic. His son Xiao Xuan is not inferior, and he dared to go to the Qinglou to prostitute at the age of ten.

It is rumored that Xiao Zhan, the king of Northern Liang, did not scold his son, but happily took his son back to the palace, and praised him shamelessly, "I am worthy of my son, I am really brave."

The prince was assassinated by assassins on the way back to Liang, and was seriously injured, and his life hung by a thread, and countless people were looking forward to it, hoping that the notorious one would die like this, and eliminate a harm for Liangzhou. At the same time, everyone is in danger, once Xiao Zhan's only son dies, no one knows if Xiao Zhan will lead 500,000 iron horsemen to crush the world again in a fit of anger.

At this time, the Northern Liang Palace, instead of rejoicing at the return of the prince Xiao Xuan, was shrouded in a cloud of sorrow, and the life of the prince Xiao Xuan hung by a thread, and he could swallow his last breath at any time.

"Sir, how is he?"

Before Xiao Xuan collapsed, a woman dressed as a man asked softly, the woman was tall and straight, with a cold face, this dress was simply more heroic than a man, but by women's standards, it was not beautiful, she neither had the beauty and grace of a Jiangnan woman, nor the charm and affection of a Chudi woman.

This woman is Xiao Ning, the second daughter of Xiao Zhan, the king of Northern Liang, whose appearance is not good, but she is proficient in the three Tao Six Strategies, the longitude and latitude of heaven and earth, Qimen Dunjia, and studied under the great Confucian Li Wusheng of the Jixia Academy, learned Confucian scriptures and righteousness, and Deng Baichuan, Feng Erma and other famous masters in the world, can be described as erudite and talented, martial arts cultivation is not ambiguous, and the sword skills are extraordinary.

The whole world sighed that Xiao Ning, the second daughter of Tu, gave birth to a daughter by mistake, otherwise Liangzhou would get Xiao Xuan, the son of the straw bag, to be a blessing.

It was this woman who quietly returned to Liang on the eve of Ren Tu Xiao Zhan leaving the Northern Liang Palace, and Ren Tu handed over all the affairs of Liangzhou to this woman who was only in her early twenties, including even 500,000 iron horsemen in Liangzhou.

"The young master calculated Li Chunfeng, but this old man is also calculating the young master, his two fish hooks not only sucked the young master's essence, but also infused the young master with a strange toxin, plus Li Chunfeng fought back on the verge of death, it was even worse, if it weren't for the few drops of strange essence blood with detoxification effect that the little girl fed the young master, I am afraid that this breath would not have been kept. ”

Lao Gao shook his head slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and in a battle with Deng Jue, the seventeenth in the world, no one knew the outcome of the battle, but Lao Gao was obviously injured a lot.

"Now that the toxin has spread to the five internal organs, Li Chunfeng is dying and counterattacking and breaking through the young master's dantian qi sea, and the young master's thirteen years of penance are not left, otherwise with the young master's Xuangong cultivation, the toxin can be slowly forced out, but now ......"

Xiao Ning nodded slightly, although Lao Gao didn't say it explicitly, she already knew what the result was.

Xiao Ning didn't cry bitterly, but slowly squatted down, grabbed Xiao Xuan's hand, and said softly: "Brother, wake up quickly." My mother is gone, my father has also entered Beijing, if even you are gone, what is the use of us coming to Liangzhou?"

On this day, 500,000 iron cavalry from Beiliang gathered and stood by, and the world shook. The Great Zhou, the Great Chu, and the Great Qi, the three major dynasties all urgently transferred troops, and no one knew what the 500,000 iron cavalry of the Northern Liang Road were going to do.

At this time, there were two horsemen outside the majestic Yanjing Zhengyang Gate slowly stopped, and the old man with a somewhat rickety back looked at the magnificent city gate, a little stunned, he seemed to see a white dress coming out of the imperial city, and her smile was always so warm.

That year, when the Xishu Kingdom was destroyed, he rode alone to the majestic imperial city to take her home, and even the old emperor didn't dare to stop him, how high-spirited Xiao Zhan was at that time.

It's been more than 20 years in a flash, he is old, and she is gone, but although he is old, some debts still have to be recovered, otherwise what face will he have to see her.

A young city gate guard at Zhengyangmen shouted: "This is Zhengyangmen, and it is strictly forbidden for idlers and others to approach." ”

Chen Xuanba's eyes widened, and he was about to teach this guy who didn't know whether to live or die, but he was stopped by Xiao Zhan, Xiao Zhan said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Tai for reminding me, I don't know what Brother Tai is called?"

"This general Shen Wansan, a person from Beiliang!" the captain had a smug face.

Xiao Zhan, the king of the Northern Liang, ended the chaos of the Ten Kingdoms, established an immortal meritorious service, and truly achieved no seal, no reward, although Shen Wansan had never seen the king of the Northern Liang, but it was good to be able to be a fellow townsman with the king of the Northern Liang.

"It turned out to be a fellow villager in Liangzhou, which is very good. The old man smiled and nodded.

"Chong'er, let's go!" the old man walked towards Zhengyangmen with his young entourage.

"In front of Zhengyang Gate, you must not be presumptuous!"

The young lieutenant blocked Xiao Zhan's way, but was grabbed by Chen Xuanba and thrown aside.

Xiao Zhan glanced up at the magnificent palace wall in the distance, touched the beam knife on his waist, smiled faintly, and walked towards the court without hurrying.

He ...... How dare he break into Zhengyangmen?"

"Brother Shen, you are an authentic person from Beiliang, have you ever seen the king of Beiliang?"

"How can the king of Beiliang say that he can see it!"

"It seems that the only one who allows the sword to go to the palace in the entire Great Zhou is the king of Beiliang......"

Thump!

The young lieutenant was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely, looking at his distant back, but his eyes were full of reverence.