"The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor!" Hearing the name of Huangchao, coupled with the surrounding scenery, the wind is not in vain, and the old man blurted out the poem. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What do you think of this Huang Chao, what do you think of the head of the wind?" Qi Zhiyan was slightly surprised by the wind in vain, and asked with the help of Huang Chao's poem.

"Hmph... Huang Chao is just a Liukouer, although he was invincible at the beginning, it will be difficult to become a climate in the end!" "Since coming to the peak, the wind is not in vain to know that it is not for the view, at this moment Mi Zhiyan mentioned Huang Chao again, and he couldn't help but understand a little in his heart, and shook his head and said.

"It's not because of this rogue, you and I can't see the Immortal Source World here!"

"Hehe... Brother Mi brought me here, did he come to appreciate the ancients?" said with a smile.

"Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall; taking people as a mirror, we can know the gains and losses! Although the head of the wind is a hero, don't underestimate the ancients!"

"The dead are big, and they don't dare to despise the ancients, not to mention that Huang Chao is also a hero. It's just that he was in a different place later, and he was far less comfortable than you and me, so what did he do?"

"Comfortable, the head of the wind is really from a lofty position, the corpse of the master of Qin Zhuang is not cold, the devil is raging in the martial arts, and the rivers and lakes are in an emergency, what comfort do we have?"

"Haha... After talking for a long time, Feng and Brother Mi saw the same thing!" After listening to Mi Zhiyan's teasing, Feng laughed in vain.

"Yes, I wish to hear the details!" Qi Zhiyan asked as if he had heard a fool's dream.

"Combining the power of the four factions, reviving the Howling Sword, and recasting the pillars of the martial arts, isn't it in line with Brother Mi's wishes?"

"Thinking back to the past, if it wasn't for Wang Xianzhi's mind to recruit An, if the two could always be one, how could Huang Chao be defeated and die?"

"Brother Mi's words, why can't I understand Feng Mou?" Feng frowned in vain, and his face sank like water.

"That's it, the head of the wind has a very good heart, and he is obsessed with ordinary people, although he is grateful, but he can't follow him!"

"You.... This is..."Feng Bu didn't say anything in vain, and he was simply rejected by Qi Zhiyan in his heart, and he was surprised and angry for a while.

"If the head of the wind has enough time, it doesn't hurt to delay for a few days in the contempt faction, although the scenery of the Twin Peaks Mountain is not extremely beautiful, but it is also wonderful!"

"Mi Zhiyan, if you send a master to the Howling Sword, it must be Ze Won Hongen, why does Feng mention the revival of the Howling Sword, and you are vain and wronged by the snake, what is your intention?" Feng Buvain's face was full of anger, and his voice was high and sharp, and it spread far away in this open place, startling countless birds.

"The head of the wind is wrong with this, the sword is gracious, the younger generations dare not forget, if it is revived, it is not uncommon to go to the soup and fight the fire, but my four swords are in the same breath, I should share this difficulty, and it is really inconvenient for outsiders to interfere!"

"That's natural!" As soon as Mi Zhiyan's voice fell, the anger in Feng Buyi's heart instantly dissipated, and he secretly laughed at his inconsiderate thoughts, how could he miss this point! Thinking of this, Feng Bu settled his mind in vain, and said like Mu Chunfeng: "What Brother Mi said is very true, originally Feng Mou didn't want to be mixed with it, but blamed me for being dizzy at that time, and actually negotiated the marriage contract between the little nephew Feng Ling and Qin Yuan's thief, I really regret it!" Feng Bu said in vain, beating his chest, looking like he couldn't regret it.

"Is this true? In this case, the head of the wind is the closest person of the Howling Sword Villa!" Mi Zhiyan didn't have sympathy when he heard this, but ridiculed the wind in vain.

"How can Brother Mi make such a joke? My little nephew has nothing to do with that traitor!" Feng did not pretend to give someone a handle in vain, and his face was frightened.

"Hmph... Hmph..."Mi Zhiyan watched coldly and did not answer.

"This matter, Feng only mentioned it to Brother Mi, for the sake of the face of Jingdaomen, please don't tell others!"

"Don't worry, the head of the wind, although he is not affectionate and far-sighted, he is not a snob either! This matter should have never been heard of!" Seeing that Feng was so concerned, Mi Zhiyan couldn't help but believe it a little.

"Brother Mi is a high wind and bright festival, like the leader of the four swords, but it is a pity that the time is missing, otherwise the heavy task of reviving the sword will fall on the elder brother!"

"Where, where! Feng Zhang's words are exaggerated!" Feng is not in vain, and his flattery skills are also first-class, and he is so curious about what time this day is, but it is inconvenient to ask.

"Brother Mi, if the four swords work together, there needs to be a leader, if it is a competition, what is the opinion?"

"Competition?" Qi Zhiyan's heart moved, and between the white horses, he passed the masters of the four swords, and he couldn't help but be excited for a while, but looking at the wind in front of him, he was a little worried.

"Since it is the wrestling of the four swords, the idle people of other sects cannot participate! Of course, except for the Howling Sword Villa!" Feng Bu finished speaking, and glanced at Qi Zhiyan intentionally or unintentionally.

There is only Qin Wanxi, a little girl left in Xiaojian Villa, even if she has been practicing martial arts since her mother's womb, how can she be afraid! Thinking of this, Qi Zhiyan forcibly endured the excitement in his heart, and deliberately paced a few steps, his body trembling slightly.

"Is this true?" asked Mi Zhiyan pretending to be inadvertent.

If you can afford to see the wind, I would like to prove it, the Shaolin abbot Master Yiqin, the head of Wudang, and so on, will also be present to be a witness!

"That being the case, I am willing to consider one or two in the next wish!" Mi Zhiyan pondered again and again, and finally spit out this sentence.

"Those who know the times are handsome, and the old brother is really extraordinary! The revival of the sword is expected!" Feng Bu looked at the old military village in front of him, and his face showed a heroic atmosphere, as if there were millions of soldiers in it, all of which were used by me.