Li Changfeng's "conspiracy" did not succeed, the second girl punched and kicked him out of the carriage, he sighed bitterly, and stood outside and chanted a poem:

Noon on hoe day

Sweat drops down the soil

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate

Every grain is hard

Qingmei didn't understand, and asked Song Mengyin in a whisper what he meant, Song Mengyin spit out her little fragrant tongue and said with a smile: "This is blaming us for ustaking the fruits of his labor and complaining." But it's a good poem, write it down. ”

......

Yijian Gorge.

Yijian Gorge is a canyon in the Dusk Mountain, it is said that this mountain was not this name before, the legend has a time when two immortals fought in this mountain at dusk, under a sword, cut a valley, so there is the name of Yijian Gorge. And the mountain was also renamed Dusk Mountain.

Li Changfeng drove the carriage and was now walking in this canyon. There is an official road in the canyon, the road condition is not bad, and the two sides are vertical cliffs, which are really as neat as the legend of being cut out by a sword. But what's going on with that big turn ahead?

The carriage walked by, and the creaking sound was particularly harsh in the valley

"Come, silence, prepare!"

Ren Meiqin waved his hand, and the twenty armor-clothed soldiers who were sitting and resting on the side of the road got on their horses one after another, and after a while, four people lined up in a phalanx, lined up behind Ren Meiqin.

The spear was raised towards the sky, like a forest of spears. Although there were not many people, after the formation unfolded, a sense of slaughter spread out.

The creaking continued, and at the big bend, a carriage slowly appeared, and slowly walked over.

"Old horse, you're really old, it's a little slow!"

Li Changfeng patted the horse's buttocks, as if he didn't see the armored soldiers holding spears and riding horses on the road ahead.

The carriage walked to the place where Mei Qin was leaving, and stopped.

Ren Meiqin did not ride a horse, she was dressed in white, and the color of the red belt around her waist was particularly conspicuous and dazzling. He stood in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back, his eyes were like two sharp arrows to Li Changfeng, and he asked:

"You are Li Changfeng?"

Sitting on the wheel, Li Changfeng leaned his back on the canopy and replied lazily:

"Who are you, have we met?"

A cold light flashed in Ren Meiqin's eyes, as if she was irritated by his indifferent appearance, her body moved, then stopped, suddenly smiled, and said in a calm tone:

"No, but we fought each other. ”

Li Changfeng's eyes swept over the red belt around his waist and said:

"Oh, 'Red Belt Guard', someone from the Second Prince's Mansion?"

Still looking still, Ren Meiqin's words suddenly became sharp, and said:

"I have limited patience, don't talk nonsense, the second prince is invited, let's go!"

With a move of his hand, he inserted the horsewhip into the jack on the side of the wheel, Li Changfeng jumped out of the carriage, slowly walked in front of Ren Meiqin, and said expressionlessly:

"There are two things: first, I don't owe anything to your prince, if you want me to be a guest, take a prayer post to invite, if you invite with a spear and sword, I won't like it, I don't like it very much; Speak respectfully and be sincere in your attitude, which is the most basic etiquette for nobles. What are you, dare to shout and drink here, without a master?"

The calm expression collapsed in an instant, Ren Meiqin's face suddenly turned pale, and the right hand with her back raised her hand, stretched out her finger and pointed at Li Changqing, wanting to speak, but she couldn't find the words for a while.

"So, I'm angry. The consequences are severe!"

Li Changqing's words were like pouring a bucket of oil on the fire, Ren Meiqin simply withdrew her hand and put it aside, shouting in her mouth:

"Come on, shoot him to death for me, as soon as possible!"

The distance between the horse formation and Li Changfeng was about five zhang, and with such a close distance, it was impossible for the horse to sprint. But the soldiers had to deal with only one person, so they didn't need to rely on the impact of the horse's running.

I saw that their spears leaned forward, urging the horses to trot, and the horsemen in the front row raised their arms and pointed their spears flat, leaned forward and stabbed them straight forward, only to stab once, regardless of the result, and led the horses to run to the two sides, and the back horses followed, repeating the previous action.

This is the power of the military formation, such a wave of spears and straight piercing, it looks like a wave hitting the coast, endless, and is most suitable for this kind of combat use in a small area.

No one made noise, no one shouted, these twenty horsemen were like twenty robots, just raising their arms and stabbing straight, precise and efficient, but there was a fierce murderous aura in the silence.

"This is the real army!"

Li Changfeng sighed, and then ......

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Ren Meiqin suddenly saw that Li Changfeng had become blurred. No, it's not a blur, but the speed is too fast to turn into an afterimage, the tip of the horse's spear pierces the afterimage, and then the afterimage disappears, Li Changfeng, but it is gone.

Li Changfeng felt that he had turned into the wind, shuttling freely among the spear tips of the stormy guns, without any hindrance.

The murderous armored soldiers, as if they were just a bunch of immobile clay figurines, reached out and knocked one down, shrugged and knocked one down, raised his leg and kicked one down. It's that simple.

When there was no one in front of him who could sit upright, he only felt a sense of relief surging from the bottom of his abdomen, rushing straight into his chest, and turning into a long howl gushing out of his throat.

"Fengxing is used in battle, and it really takes actual combat to comprehend the samadhi!"

Li Changfeng's whirlwind-like figure suddenly froze, his head was slightly lowered, his body leaned forward slightly, his left hand was behind his back, and his right hand hung down at his side, and he shook it secretly: I used too much force in the last blow just now, and it hurt a little.

The ground was full of soldiers who had fallen from their horses, their hands on the ground, their feet on the ground, and their bodies arching to the ground...... But no matter what kind of struggle posture they struggled into, no one could get up from the ground. For a while, no one was noisy and killed, and it turned into a groan all over the ground.

Ren Meiqin was also transformed into a sculpture, his eyes widened, his pupils constricted, his mouth opened but he couldn't make a sound, his face was pale, and his fists were clenched. That look was as if he suddenly saw a devil appear in front of him.

Li Changfeng digested some of the experiences that he had just realized and used the Fengxing Technique in battle, and then he took the posture of thinking. When she turned her head, she found that Ren Meiqin looked like a ghost, and she couldn't help but smile.

He walked slowly. Although Ren Meiqin was frightened in his heart, he endured it and did not retreat, but his bloodless face betrayed his mood at the moment.

"Qi Practitioner?!"

The three words that came out of Ren Meiqin's throat were like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against metal, so hoarse that he was unfamiliar with it.

When Li Changfeng heard this, he smiled happily. He finally found a suitable identity for himself during the existence of the Shuoyang Empire. Laughing, he spoke:

"Now, have you learned etiquette?"

Ren Meiqin was speechless.

"Go back and tell the second prince, if you want to see me, please come with a prayer post. ”

Without further ado, he turned and walked towards the carriage. When he arrived at the carriage, he jumped into the carriage and sat down, holding the horse whip in his hand, but his eyes looked at Ren Meiqin coldly, without saying a word.

Ren Meiqin's expression was gloomy, she sighed lightly and waved her hand. The soldiers who barely stood on each other gave way to the way to retreat.

With a flick of the reins, the carriage started slowly. When passing by Ren Meiqin's side, he finally couldn't help but sigh:

"A good bunch of soldiers!"

......

The creaking sound sounded monotonously on the official road. Now, it's a long way from the canyon. The canopy came from the canyon and there was no movement, as if there were no two people in the carriage.

Li Changfeng leaned his back against the carriage board, as if he was asleep, silent, only his body fluctuated with the movement of the carriage, occasionally adjusting his posture.

It's getting dark, it's almost dusk.

The carriage went more and more slowly, and at last the old horse, as if tired of the endless journey, slowly stopped, scraped his hooves, and shook his nose uneasily.

Li Changfeng's closed eyes didn't open, but his voice suddenly sounded:

"An eldest lady of a family, with a maid, disappeared from home for a whole day, and no one asked and no one looked for her, do you think this thing is strange?"

No one responded.

"It's really strange that an eldest lady who doesn't leave the door and doesn't step out of the door, sees the bloody battle scene, although she screams loudly, her face is still ruddy and lovely, and she doesn't see any paleness at all!"

There was no movement

"The lyrics of Aunt Qiong Yao, known as the Soul Hooking Divine Comedy, failed to make a little girl who ran away from home for love sigh to tears, this really makes me can't believe it!"

There was a "bang" in the carriage, and it seemed that something hit the wall of the carriage, and a cold voice came out:

"You count me?!"

Li Changfeng ignored it and continued:

"The strangest thing is that I don't even know when my family moved from the capital to Luosha City?"

Finally couldn't hold it anymore, the curtain of the car was lifted "whew", Song Mengyin's sweet smiling face was gone, and in its place was a calm face that didn't seem to contain any emotions.