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Rushing across the vast sunset ancient road, it seems to be a little resolute and resolute, and he is well versed in the essence of his swift and windy soldiers.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, if you don't encounter it in person, you will never be able to feel the shock brought by the Great Chu Fengyun Ride.

It was like a roaring iron horse like a thousand troops and horses, raising a heavy layer of sand and dust, that kind of solemn and indifferent momentum, full of killing intent that crushed everything in the world. The whole road was paved with might, but when passing by Xu Qingyun's dilapidated ox cart, the cavalry army did not give the slightest order, and gradually approached, and the cavalry on both sides merged in an orderly manner, moving skillfully and silently executing everything.

If you look down from the sky at this time, the entire cavalry army seems to be like a black river, and when it encounters the small yellow dot of Xu Qingyun's ox cart, it flows out smoothly and naturally, until it is silent and together in the end.

This kind of well-trained and skilled cavalry army can be called elite.

Until Fengyun rode away for a long time, Xu Qingyun was still a little distracted, he leaned on the carriage silently, his eyebrows were deeply locked, his face was a little calm, he didn't say anything, just silently drove the ox cart and continued to drive forward.

Ye Leng looked at him coldly and seemed to have something on his mind, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking!"

Xu Qingyun thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "I'm thinking about the Chu Dynasty's Fengyun Cavalry, maybe even if it is a strong man in the Netherworld Realm, he won't dare to really resist in the face of this terrifying heavy iron horse. ”

"Of course. ”

Ye Leng nodded very approvingly, her face was serious, and she said very seriously: "I may not know much about the combat power of the other cavalry, but if you take the golden iron cavalry of the Qin State Mengtian as an example, it can definitely crush the powerhouse of the Secret Realm, and even have the power to fight in the face of the Six Realms Transcendental." ”

Xu Qingyun frowned in disbelief when he heard this: "So strong?"

"The real elite combat power of this kind of countries is so strong, not only the golden iron cavalry of the Qin State, the Fengyun cavalry of the Chu Dynasty, but also the halberd warriors of Canghai County and the dead soldiers of the Gongzi Mansion of Yan State, these are all elite armies that have a battle against the powerhouses of the Six Realms. Ye Leng Leng raised his beautiful little face, and said with some seriousness: "Their strength lies in the formation of the army, and they will fight alone to form a powerful formation that integrates the army, and the strength they show is definitely comparable to the combat power of the powerhouses of the Six Realms." ”

"Formation. ”

Xu Qingyun frowned slightly when he heard this, he took a deep breath, and said with some emotion: "Maybe this is the reason why the emperors of the world pursue power, being able to master such terrifying combat power is absolutely indispensable for reaching the top of the world." ”

Ye Leng Leng was deeply touched when he heard this, nodded and said, "Yes, being able to have such a powerful army, which is comparable to the protector of the powerhouses of the Six Realms, who can not like this kind of thing?"

Xu Qingyun looked up at the girl's beautiful little face, her eyes showed curiosity, and she asked a little strangely, "Why are you so clear about these?"

Ye Leng was silent for a long time, raised his hand and gathered the hair that was blowing in his ears, a smile appeared on his beautiful cheeks, and his voice was a little solemn: "Because it was the Golden Iron Cavalry back then, it crushed the land of our Great Wei." ”

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Three days later, the ancient road gradually turned into a wide official road, the originally quiet dusk and sunset, has also been filled with noisy noise, the road gradually passing by the vehicles, the people of Chu who travel back and forth, the merchants and hawkers who transport goods, on this road to the most prosperous capital of Chu State, bustling.

There are rows of ancient trees in the distance, specially transplanted and planted on both sides of the official road, Xu Qingyun drove the ox cart carefully to avoid those pedestrians, and the sound of the river flowing often sounded in his ears, and he could see the moat that traversed the entire Yingdu when he looked up.

It is bordered by the river to the east.

The east river is a moat, but it is definitely a real river in the whole world, because it protects the imperial city of Yingdu of the Chu Dynasty. The river is wide and very deep, but the water flow does not seem to be very turbulent, there is an endless stream of merchant ships, and you can often meet the painting boat of the famous Qinglou in the east of the river, and the boats are full of all kinds of women who are full of warblers and swallows, carrying those sons and brothers of the imperial city of Yingdu, going out of the city for an outing.

Even if you are far away, you have a little good eyesight, and you can see the women in the painting boat playing the piano and singing when the pipa sounds.

"Hey, that's a luxury. ”

Xu Qingyun obviously has good eyesight, he looked up at the drunken gold fan in the east riverside painting boat, and suddenly asked with emotion: "Hey, Fu Qinglime, do you think this is the Haitian feast that the old man of the sword master said?"

"Of course!"

Fu Qinglime was already active by nature, she couldn't bear the loneliness, it was rare to be so lively outside the car, she looked up at the luxurious painting boat in the distance, her bright eyes showed a strange luster, and she said with some eagerness: "Xu Qingyun, do you want to go there to play?"

"Huh, are you going to the Qinglou?"

Xu Qingyun was a little stunned when he heard this, his little face turned a little red inexplicably, he pursed the corners of his dry lips, and said with some embarrassment: "It's not good, I always feel a little bad when I leave you all and go to the Qinglou by myself." ”

"What do you want!" Fu Qinglime rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I want you to take me with me!"

"What, do you want to take you with you when you go to the Qinglou?" Xu Qingyun shook his head when he heard this, and said, "No, the Qinglou doesn't allow girls to go." ”

"Nonsense, I can dress up as a man!" Fu Qinglime's eyes lit up, and he said with some eagerness: "I'm definitely going to go, or no one looks at you, I'm not at ease, you'll be bad, but it's a little exciting to think about the two of us going to the Qinglou together, haha...... I'm such a genius, let's talk about it......"

Fu Qingling said halfway, and suddenly stopped, and the whole person directly turned into a white light and swept back to the carriage again.

Monk Xu Qingyun was confused, feeling that Fu Qingling's whole person was a little inexplicable, as if he was mentally ill. He muttered in his heart, but when he raised his head, he suddenly felt that half of the sky was a little dark.

"It's ......"

Xu Qingyun's heart trembled slightly, his eyes were a little shocked, and he saw that on the vast Donglin River in the distance of the official road, a mountain-like behemoth suddenly appeared, with towering sails and towering bows, and it was the Chu State War Armor Building Ship in the river.

"Zhou Guifei's building boat has also returned. ”

What happened on the Weishui River, he had already learned from Fu Qinglime that it was obviously impossible for Zhou Guifei, who had lost the Weishui god position, to stop there, which was also the reason why Fu Qinglime was in a hurry to hide back in the carriage, but he could ask himself, can this kind of thing really be hidden?

Xu Qingyun's eyebrows were deeply locked, he raised his head, looking at the majestic imperial city that gradually appeared on the horizon, his heart was full of worry.

The future is long, thorns are everywhere, what will greet you?

- Volume III (End) (To be continued.) )