The west wind is coming again, the yellow sand is long, the west tower is not the most majestic and majestic tower in the world, nor is it the city tower that makes people look imposing at a glance, but it is the loneliest and loneliest city tower in the world!

There were still some traces of water on the castle tower, waiting for the west wind to dry it and blow it away, the moon was getting more and more blurred, the morning sun in the east was slowly descending on the earth, and the night was finally over, and he should leave or go far away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bian Long looked at the boundless yellow sand of Xicheng Tower, and suddenly he felt that this long yellow sand was not as beautiful as he imagined, but a little more desolate and tragic, perhaps related to what he was going to do next.

Bian Long looked back at the city, which was still silent, and there was no one at the end of the street as far as the eye could see. The corners of Bian Long's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled and muttered to himself, "You must be back, but it must not be so early!" But please believe that it is not that I am fighting to be this hero, but that you are more suitable for adventure than me. ”

After that, Bian Long put away his smile, walked to the corner of the city tower and picked up the saber that had followed him for many years but didn't know how many years he could be with him? The scabbard was covered with thick dust, and it should have not been wielded for a long time, in fact, when he picked up this saber again, Bian Long's heart should have been bumpy, after all, this place has been quiet for a long time, and the place that has been quiet for a long time has set off a fight again, whether it is right or wrong?

Picked up the knife and walked down the tower, slowly opened the bolt behind the gate, and then quietly closed the door.

After taking a few steps in the direction of Huangsha, he suddenly turned around and looked at the city gate and muttered to himself, "If I can't come back today, Brother Wen must remember to help me plug in the bolt behind the city gate." ”

After that, Bian Long didn't hesitate any longer, a person, a knife, and a monomorphic figure splashed a series of footprints on the yellow sand, and they were slowly wiped out by the wind and sand, until he and his knife disappeared at the end of his vision.

Bian Long walked for a while, and a person who ran in a panic but smiled appeared downstairs in Xicheng again, he was Wen Yunfeng who came as promised, and the relieved smile on his face must have been over, but all the obstacles behind him!

Wen Yunfeng quickly climbed the Xicheng Tower, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Bianlong, I'm here, I'm here!"

However, when he came to the top of the Xicheng Tower, it was already empty, where did Bian Long go? No one knew, but Wen Yunfeng had to know, if he didn't know, no one in this world would know anymore.

Looking at the boundless yellow sand outside the city, Wen Yunfeng's eyes were mixed, and he muttered to himself: "Brother Bian Long, why don't you wait for me? Do you think you can leave me behind? Impossible, I will definitely catch up with you!"

After that, Wen Yunfeng also ran down the city tower frantically, opened the city gate and ran towards the endless yellow sand.

In the past, he had never seen him so flustered and anxious, but it was understandable that Bian Long was now facing an ignorant and infinitely powerful Qing army, which was originally a road with no return.

Bian Long is the lord of the border city, all this is a responsibility that he must and should shoulder, but Wen Yunfeng is a passerby, a passerby, he has no need to get involved, but he is involved, there is no reason to complain and refer to it, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, swordsmen must hold their swords!

The scenery of the desert is easy to get tired of, and the scenery that is easy to look at is easy to despair, and there is only one kind of person who moves forward resolutely and fearlessly in the desert, the lonely person, because his loneliness has been closely connected with this long yellow sand!

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that the scenery that finally appeared in front of Bian Long's eyes was a little different, but this difference was the last thing he wanted to see or experience.

The yellow sand still sleeps on the earth, and the starting point ripples under the blowing of the west wind, and the white dots appear at the end of the distant vision, densely distributed on the yellow sand.

Bian Long paused, calculated the footsteps, and muttered to himself: "If it is not expected, it is the brigade of the Qing army." I really didn't expect them to be so fast, they were already less than a hundred miles away from the border city, and it would only take about three days to travel to the border city at such a close distance! I really can't imagine that when that day comes, what will be the fate of the border city?"

After that, Bian Long stood in place and sighed, people always like to lament when they are desperate and helpless, but this is also a good way to release emotions, if there is no sigh, there will be no heroes in this world, because heroes are often desperate so they are accompanied by sighs.

Bian Long collected his emotions and continued to walk forward.

The white dots in front of the stars gradually became larger and clearer, and as the distance got closer and closer, Bian Long could clearly see that those dense white dots were actually the tents of the Qing army, and Bian Long couldn't help but be surprised, this posture was even more terrifying than he imagined, and the current form was even worse than he imagined!

Slowly approaching the Qing army's tent, Bian Long found a loess bag that could barely make a bunker for himself, and quietly observed every move of the Qing army's camp.

However, after watching for a long time, Bian Long frowned tightly, and it seemed that he didn't get what he wanted, or maybe the distance was not close enough to see it too clearly.

Bian Long no longer hid, he simply stood up and strode towards the Qing army's tent, and several Qing army guards at the front immediately noticed that they surrounded him.

A Qing army guard stepped forward and said in a very unfluent Central Plains accent: "Clear the camp and the land, idle people and others stop!"

Bian Long stepped forward and pushed away a few guards, and scolded as he walked inside: "Qing army Tartars who don't know each other, this is the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and it is you who should stop!"

Bian Long's rampage immediately attracted the siege of the Qing soldiers, in this case, it was almost impossible for him to retreat with his whole body, since he dared to do this, he must have been ready to get out alive, but before he died, he felt that he could do something, so he just scolded and did not act rashly.

These are two big men who came out of the Qing army, looking at Bian Long with disdain, Bian Long also looked at these two people and only felt very familiar, and after looking at them for a long time, he finally recognized these two people as the arrogant men who were in the ring with him yesterday, and now they almost didn't recognize them when they changed their skins.

A big man said: "The defeated generals dare to come to the door!"

Bian Long smiled and said, "You two are not worthy of talking to me at all, take me to meet your general!"

Dahan put away his smile and said angrily: "If it weren't for the general's order to see you, I guarantee that now you and your bones have been shattered!"

Bian Long smiled and said: "The reason why you say that you are not worthy of talking to me, you can't even kill such a simple person, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

With that, Bian Long laughed.

The big man was angry and wanted to rush up to teach Bian Long a lesson, but was stopped by another big man, after all, it was the person the general wanted to see, and they still didn't dare to slack off!

In the end, the two big men still led Bian Long towards the hinterland of the Qing camp.

Coming to a huge military tent, the two big men stopped, and Bian Long also stopped.

Dahan knelt on the ground and reported: "General Qiyu, the last general Bian Long is here to see!"

A deep, deep voice in the tent replied, "Come in!"

After that, the two big men escorted Bian Long into the military tent.

When they came to the military tent, the two big men ordered Bian Long to kneel down and ask to see him, but Bian Long did not appreciate it, and the three of them were pushing and pushing, and Bian Long was not afraid or timid at all.

This is the general slowly turned around, looked at Bian Long and said: "There is an ancient saying in the Ming Dynasty called 'a soldier can be killed but not humiliated', Yongzhan practiced martial arts at the age of ten, led troops at the age of fifteen, and fought in the south and north for more than thirty years.

Now that Yongzhan has given the order, the two big men have no choice but to retreat to both sides.

Bian Long also folded his hands and made a big salute to the rivers and lakes, and then said: "I have heard of the name of General Yongzhan for a long time, but you shouldn't come to this place to ruin your wisdom!"

Yong Zhan smiled and said: "General Bian Long's words are wrong, Yong Zhan came here to fight for the emperor and build thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and build thousands of industries, how can he ruin his reputation for a lifetime?"

Bian Long smiled and said, "Do you think you can?"

Yong Zhan smiled and said, "I'd like to hear the reason why General Bian Long thinks I can't, I can understand you for saying such things before you came here, but now that you have seen me and the 100,000 soldiers behind me, why do you dare to speak so wildly?"

Bian Long said coldly: "Because the people of the border city are invincible!"

Yong Zhan smiled and said: "To be honest, I appreciate General Bian Long's integrity, and I also respect the people in this city, I came here half a month ago, but I have never sent a single soldier, in the words of your Ming Dynasty, I want to surrender without a fight!"

Hearing this, Bian Long couldn't help laughing.

Looking at Bian Long, who was laughing wildly, Yongzhan put away his smile, because he didn't understand why anyone could laugh in the face of such a situation, such a form, and such a pressure?

After a long time, Bian Long said coldly: "I don't know where the general trend of the world is going, but the only thing I can be sure of is that you can't see that day!"

After that, Bian Long's eyes were boiling with a trace of murderous aura, and wisps of murderous aura were like sharp knives stabbing into Yong Zhan's chest.

Yong Zhan doesn't need to be afraid or afraid, because with Bian Long's martial arts, it is impossible to assassinate here, but he still can't help but take a few steps back, and the first reaction of everyone in the face of life and death is still fear, unless those who have the heart of death, but after all, there are still few, even few, such people, and Bian Long here is one.

With a "stagger", the scimitar on Bian Long's waist was already unsheathed, and the dust on the scabbard shook into the air, and the dust had not yet landed and the knife had already rushed towards the prey.

Bian Long's knife was neither fast nor ruthless, but it was rushing to kill, and Yong Zhan had enough time to draw his sword to block, perhaps because of fear, his speed of drawing the knife slowed down.

Will the dragon be able to succeed?

Can this knife change the fate of the border city and even the whole world?