The last time Ji Ran and the two senior brothers drank, it was several months ago.

When Ji Ran was slightly drunk, he suddenly poured two large bowls of wine, and he had to make sure Jiang Xiaoyun and Shangguan Xiaoluo toasted him.

He had a reason.

Shangguan Xiaoluo said silently: "Are you really going?"

Ji Ran bowed his head slightly and said, "Yes! I've been planning for six years!"

"But how are we going to explain to our little junior sister!" Jiang Xiaoyun asked another question.

"Whatever! She won't care anyway!" Ji Ran seemed to have suddenly lost interest in drinking, and just looked at the wine glass in a daze.

For the little junior sister, he really didn't know how to talk about it.

However, she won't listen to it!

After all, since the third brother died, the little junior sister hadn't spoken to him for many years!

"She still doesn't want to talk to you at all?" Jiang Xiaoyun was not surprised, although he had not been in the door for a long time, he also had his own information.

"Hey, I don't want to do that, I'm drunk tonight, and we'll probably not see each other for three or five months. Ji Ran said: "It is very likely that they will never see each other again." ”

"Not sure?" Jiang Xiaoyun asked anxiously.

"There is no foolproof plan, you two also know that person's martial arts, you can only hope that that guy Long Cheng can save me!." ”

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Shangguan Xiaoluo is the owner of the Wuzheng Villa with the first family in the rivers and lakes, and his status in the rivers and lakes of the Heavenly Demon Thirteen Style may not be ranked first, but it will not be outside the fifth place.

At least Ji Ran didn't think he was the opponent of this senior brother.

This kind of sword technique is not so much a sword technique as a kind of sword qi.

There is no doubt that the three-foot green mangs that pop out of the fingertips are already the most famous label.

But this time he was missing.

Of course, Ji Ran knew what kind of person he was.

After parting from then on, Ji Ran hid in Long Cheng's place to recuperate from his injuries for several months.

But just when he was immersed in the peace of the world, he received a message from Zhangzun.

What brings bad news!

He's missing!

Shangguan Xiaoluo is missing!

That one of the few masters in the martial arts is missing!

No one knew where he had gone, except for his own master, the master of Zhangjian Xuan.

But even Zhangzun didn't know what happened to Shangguan Xiao on Xingqing City, why did he suddenly disappear?

Ji Ran is a righteous person, and he is also a nosy person, what do you think he will do when he encounters this kind of thing? Especially the missing person is his senior brother.

Of course, he had to chase him to that place.

Chapter 2 gathers in Xingqing

"Ding Dong - Ding Dong - " A long camel bell rang across the land, business travel in a hurry, not afraid of wind and sand, in this millennium of silk on the old road, is still prosperous.

The desert has been flying sand since ancient times, and the dust rolls up for 30,000 miles.

There was a gust of wind blowing, and the yellow sand flew and rushed to everyone's mouth and nose.

Walking in the front was an eight-foot-tall man, with a vicissitudes of life, a scar that spanned half of his face stood abruptly, with a long knife hanging from his waist that had been slightly broken, * only three fingers on his left hand, and a somewhat ragged robe lazily draped on his body, which made people understand his profession from a distance———— the head of the protector.

Maybe it's because they have a little to do with horse thieves, and everyone walks quite quietly along the way. "Qin lost his deer, the world chased together, Xingqing wind and rain, the imperial capital Que Lu, drinking Ma Ping Lake, the world changed hands. The wind accompanied the man's singing, and it didn't blow the slightest wave.

No one understands when these somewhat cheesy ballads began to circulate in this fierce land.

"Big brother, let me ask, what kind of person is Xie Feng during this festival!"

Hearing this, the man who led the team couldn't help but be surprised, looked at the young man in brocade who asked the question, and said, "Little brother is the first time to come to Xingqing!"

"Oh, how do you know?" said the young man, frowning slightly, a little playfully.

"Because, everyone who has been to Xingqing knows that those titles of the imperial court cannot be passed down in Xingqing, and the people here call him Xiao Xie. "I don't know about this, it is said that it is because Xie Feng's elder brothers have fallen out with the old prince, so people call him Little Xie. The man was also a little hesitant and said uncertainly.

"Oh, got it. The young man was a little absent, and responded casually, but his eyes were a little ethereal, as if he was thinking about something.

The wind is set in the sky, and a magnificent city suddenly appears in front of you, which is shocking.

This ———— is Xingqing.

Xingqing, the border town of Dajing, is not only a fortress that intimidates the Mobei Zhuhu, but also the birthplace of the empire, which has witnessed the rise and prosperity of Dajing, and is also silently guarding the declining empire.

The man who led the way also talked a lot, from the legend of Xingqing to the brave tiger tooth tent, all of which were talked about, and none of them were omitted, and everyone listened to them with relish, and they did not feel bored at all.

Gradually, the huge city gate appeared in front of me, and I couldn't help but make it clear.

Standing at the door is a pair of tiger tooth tents, dark and slaughtering armor, a somewhat ostentatious helmet, coupled with the unique rough face of the East Lakers, it is easy to remind people of their legendary achievements. According to legend, it was with this army that the founding emperor of Dajing, Jingsheng Zugu Qiongtian, defeated the Qin army, known as "Meng Yan", and established Dajing. Then, he led the army north to design and annihilate more than 300,000 Xiongnu cavalry in the area of Yanmen Ridge, thus establishing the hegemony of Dajing in foreign regions for 600 years. However, to this day, this once powerful tiger and wolf army is only left with these old fangs.

Da Chu Xiaoyao Wang Benji: "Ten years of pseudo-Chengkang, the king stepped on the desert alone, wanted to swim in the world, aspired to the eight wildernesses, the eighth day of the first month of March, to Xingqing, heard the emperor's name, and wanted to see it." ”