What kind of magnitude is the 100,000 iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty Yan Qi still understands, Gujian Villa has such a great energy? He didn't dare to raise half a question, and was about to say some polite words that were appropriate to the occasion, when Jiu Jianxian took another sip of wine, and said with a red mouth and white teeth: "Because the contemporary owner of the village happens to be Emperor Xiahou and his brother-in-law." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Yan Qi was speechless, forcibly distinguishing the figure who had used the earth-shattering three swords before from the red-faced old man who was grinning at this time. He was about to say something, but when he heard this, he burped, stretched out two fingers to grab the placket of his clothes, and flew into the air with a whoosh.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and when he landed, he raised his cloak and spread out, and when he looked around, he saw a lush pine forest, and there were some white-robed people sitting sporadically, which should be the sword slaves of the Ancient Sword Villa.

"Mr. Kensan. One of them walked towards the two who had just stood firm, "Who is this little friend?"

"Come and get something. The corner of the wine sword fairy's eyes glanced behind the visitor, and said suspiciously, "Sword twenty-six, when will there be another female sword slave in the Zhuangzi?"

A woman flashed out from behind the twenty-sixth sword, and said crisply: "I have seen the three predecessors of the sword." ”

Yan Qi took a breath, isn't this the emperor's humility. The girl who was lying quietly in the barren land of the Falling Moon Canyon that day, why did she come here, the sword she held in her hand seemed to be the sword that the emperor Ziying flew into the sword pool and finished by herself.

Jiu Jian Xian chuckled and said: "The girl is young, do you want to be careful? Once you enter the Sword Forest and become the sword slave, this life and this life can be regarded as an explanation." ”

Huangfu Qianqian's beautiful eyes closed slightly, and he nodded imperceptibly: "The junior has thought about it." ”

The Wine Sword Immortal snorted and said, "The sword intent on your body is also pure...... Huh, can you borrow the sword in your hand to take a look at the old man?" Taking the sword handed over by Huangfu Qianqian, the wine sword fairy flicked the sound of the sword with his fingers, shook his head and smiled: "Sword Channeling Technique, long time no see, long time no see." Sword Twenty-Six, have you ever seen a sword forged with a sword technique without the slightest anger?"

Jian Twenty-six is a tall and thin man, with two eyebrows drooping, a narrow head and a narrow forehead, and a low mountain root, which can be distinguished by the eyes of Mr. Xiangmian, which is a complete unlucky appearance. With a roll of his eyes, he said slowly: "There is no sword like this in the sword forest, but I have heard the story of Mo Ye, a master of sword forging in ancient times, refining male and female swords, and I think that the male and female double swords must be consistent with what Mr. Jian San said." ”

"Well, there's growth. The male and female swords are not only innocent, but also have the obsession of staying together for the rest of their lives, so the sword is really the most gentle sword in the world. The Wine Sword Immortal pulled out his sword and threw it into the air.

The blade of the sword spun straight down, and it fell towards the emperor humbly. When he was close, he happened to have the tip of the sword facing the sky, the hilt of the sword facing the ground, and he fell to the ground rubbing the fragrant shoulder of the Huangfu girl.

The wine sword fairy threw the scabbard back, waved his long sleeves and said, "Go, find a secluded place." ”

The farthest way home in the rivers and lakes, this goes to the sword forest, the green light and white hair, and there is no day to see each other. I don't know if the emperor Ziying Quanxia knows whether he is satisfied with this ending. The love sword is hard to break, but no matter what, Yan Qi still feels that the two of them are stupid. If it were him, it would be better to cast a magic sword to chop up this world and feed it to the dogs, than to parasitize it in the cold sword body.

However, if the rivers and lakes do not have these stupid boys and girls, they will not be able to string together stories, and they will not be able to write grievances and hatreds.

Yan Qi looked at Huangfu Qianqian's lonely back hidden in the pine forest, and suddenly remembered that he was here to fetch something. "Senior, standing for so long, you haven't told the junior where the things are. Eh, what about the seniors?"

Jian Twenty-six lowered his eyebrows, "Mr. Jian San saw that you were in a daze, so he went to drink." ”

Yan Qi exclaimed: "You have to give me back the fish pattern." ”

Jian Twenty-six stretched out his hand, and Yu Wen Pei lay quietly in his palm, "I'll take you there." ”

Hezhou.

The three teams of allied forces composed of Zhongshan disciples, the Meng family, and the Hezhou government drove to Mangshan. The bandits who are afraid of Zhongshan's prestige gather here, and in fact they are far more than imagined.

The onslaught lasted for a day, and the bandits relied on the pass built by natural hazards, and after dropping hundreds of minions on the wall, they managed to hold the first and most fierce attack.

Elder Dantang Mi, who came halfway, panicked, and under his drive, Zhongshan disciples attacked the most ferociously and suffered the greatest losses, and more than ten disciples died on the first day. These disciples who died on the battlefield all had backgrounds of greater or less, and Mi Fu could not ride the tiger, so he gritted his teeth and continued to attack.

The Hezhou sergeants stationed in one place and the Meng family were optimistic, quite like watching the fire from across the shore. Liu Ye shook the small fan lightly, talked and laughed with that Meng Ke, and sat down to talk about heroes.

A horse came quickly, it was a member of the Meng family.

"The head of the family is not good!" The person who came was panicked, caught a glimpse of Liu Ye sitting in the tent, gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Changshi has a good means, the front foot just persuaded my Meng family to come to Mangshan, and the back foot framed the Meng family, it is really deliberate!"

Meng Ke was stunned and said, "You explain it in detail, don't talk nonsense!"

The person who came said bitterly: "The master of the family, you are still drinking with this old thief?! The Hezhou Mansion sent troops last night to arrest all the dozens of people left by the Meng family in Hezhou and put them in prison, just waiting for the old thief Liu to go back and send them out!"

Meng Ke's head buzzed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Liu ...... Lord Liu, you are ...... How do you explain that?"

Liu Ye held the wine glass from the moment the Meng family walked into the tent, and he still maintained this action until this moment.

"Hey. Liu Ye finally put down the wine glass, "Go back, this battle can't be won't be won." ”

The Hezhou officers and soldiers withdrew from the Meng Jiaba camp, and the bandits on the wall of the pass shouted loudly, and their morale soared. Mi Fu looked at the two camps from afar in a mess, and said with red eyes: "Withdraw." ”

Even if Mi Fu knew that his life was over, he didn't dare to gamble with the rest of Zhongshan disciples. Zhongshan disciples were very surprised, dozens of senior brothers died, and they just left?

"Withdraw!" Mi Fu almost roared, this pass built according to natural danger was somehow taller and stronger than when he first came to investigate, and the advantages of Zhong Shan's disciple's cultivation could not be used at all in front of the majestic pass. The city-guarding crossbow and sky-breaking hammer carefully laid on the wall are difficult to climb on the wall even with his cultivation.

As a result, the original imaginary destruction did not appear, and it became a tragic battle for life.

Life for life, thieves for thieves, Zhongshan can't afford to change. It was defeated in a daze, and the pre-war heroic Ganyunyuan was a sad farce.

It all started with an assassination in the Hezhou Mansion, where the Hakusho-sama of the State Governor's School was stabbed through the heart with a sword by a man in black on the way. The few soldiers who had cultivated to the Yijin realm who had escorted Master Xuezheng didn't even draw their knives, and they were also lying in a pool of blood. A young disciple of the Zhongshan Sect who happened to pass by drew his sword to save him, and after more than ten swords in his body, he could only watch the assassin drift away. It is said that the more than ten swords stabbed on the body of Zhong Shan's disciples are very similar to the artistic conception of the Meng family's marksmanship.

A few hours later, the scholars who went to Meng's house to ask for explanations broke out in a fierce conflict with the Meng family. After the fall of several scholars, the Hezhou government had to send troops to control the situation. Everyone knows that Hezhou is going to be chaotic.

Gongzixiang sat in a wheelchair, looking up at the remnant sun in the sky like blood, "Next, we can only wait and see what happens." ”