The sun had risen halfway up the mountain, but it still hadn't receded like the color of a child's face, there was no trace of dew on the leaves, the breeze was blowing, and the sound of rustling and falling leaves all over the ground proved that it was the season. www.biquge.info A woman in pink clothes stood in front of a middle-aged man in his 40s, the middle-aged man was wearing a blue dress, and a sword hilt was embroidered on his right shoulder, which was very conspicuous, and the eyes of the woman standing there looking at the woman in front of him were full of concern.

"Xin'er, is it okay to go home with your father. So saying, he walked forward.

"What's fun at home, it's suffocating, there's no one to talk about, where is there fun here, eat meat, eat ...... Forehead...... I didn't drink......" said as if he had done something wrong, and then straightened up his chest that was not full, "I won't go home anyway!

"That can't be in this bandit's den, how dangerous, you are a girl's family," the middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Hmph, they're not thieves, they're just a group of poor people who have been bullied," the girl said stubbornly, "Anyway, I'm not going back, at least not now, they need my help, Daddy, you said, people who practice martial arts, chivalrous and righteous, we should do this!, anyway, I won't go back!" said and looked at the cottage, "You don't know their hardships......" The girl wanted to say something, but couldn't speak.

"Well, since you say so, I won't stop you, but I'm still not at ease when you're alone, Yushu, protect Xin'er. As he spoke, he had already left......

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On the road paved with fallen leaves, a group of people were ushered in at this time, and it was said that it was a group of people, but in fact there were only ten people, except for a carriage, all of them were riding horses. The first person is dressed in blue, and the Xing character on his chest proves his identity, and the person next to him is wearing white clothes, who else is Zhao Feng?

"Hurry up, there's a tavern in front, let's rest on the ground!" Zhao Xiang rode his horse and pulled the reins slightly, shouting like behind. That's right, this is Zhao Yuanwai, a group of escorts from the Xingsheng Dart Bureau, to Kaiyuan City.

"Oh, oh, oh, the reins of the horse stop, the horse stops, the butt is beaten and runs forward, oh, oh, oh, oh, the prosperity of the dart bureau is vigorous, all the way to the dart line, all the line. Hahaha......" everyone shouted in unison.

Ling Fei listened to this familiar and unfamiliar ballad that was not a ballad, and tears seemed to appear in the corners of his eyes, and he recalled all kinds of previous ...... in his mind

And Yang Qiming listened to such a strange song but had a different feeling, he really wanted to laugh, but if he really laughed, it would not be good, so he said to Zhao Xiang next to him: "The life of the dart game is indeed desirable!"

"Oh, if Brother Yang is interested, the door of prosperity will open to you at any time, and I believe that the second uncle and my father are also very welcome. As he spoke, he clenched his left hand into a fist and released it, rubbing it twice on his sitting leg. In the dart game, it can be said that there are few people in the same age who can have a few moves with Zhao Xiang, especially in the case of casting the afterimage of the four elephants, there is no opponent, and Yang Qiming can indeed fight with himself is really very rare, Zhao Xiang is a martial idiot, when he meets Yang Qiming, it can be said that he wishes to have such an opponent every day to live two moves.

Of course, Yang Qiming didn't know what Zhao Xiang was thinking, but the purpose of reappearing with Ling Fei this time was to say that he would not let go of anything, but it was not very good to refuse directly.

"It's all up to Uncle Ling. Yang Qiming casually played Tai Chi and handed over the right to speak to Ling Fei. Ling Fei was also pulled back to reality by Yang Qiming's words.

"I'd love to stay here if I could. This sentence is not Ling Fei's flattery, Xingsheng Dart Bureau can be said to be built by Ling Fei himself in the early stage, not seen for more than 20 years, often when he recalls the "Xingsheng" son, he will be full of emotion, and now the good brother is in front, saying that he doesn't want to stay is a lie, but recalling the tragedy of 20 years, how can he be alone?" As he spoke, he looked at the two good brothers in blue and white in front of him, and his voice was deliberately amplified, of course they heard it. The two of them turned their heads at the same time, smiled knowingly, and then turned their heads to continue on their way.

"Xingsheng Dart Game sounds so powerful, I can't imagine that this ballad is so weird......" Yang Qiming lowered his voice and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!" Before Yang Qiming could continue, Ling Fei looked at him with fierce eyes, and then eased up again, looking at the dense forests on both sides of the road, "It seems that there are more trees here than Crow Ridge!" and then the corners of his mouth quietly curved.

Hearing this, Yang Qiming didn't know what Ling Fei wanted to say, and suddenly his whole body was cold, and then he pinched the horse's belly. "Ah, Uncle Jing, Uncle Zhao, there's a tavern in front, I'll go over and have a look first!" After speaking, without waiting for them to reply, the horse just rushed to the front with a gust of wind.

"This kid. Jing Hai said with a smile.

"Okay, brothers, let's also work harder, eat wine and drink meat!" Zhao Feng also said with a smile.

"Second uncle, father, and let me take the lead!" After speaking, he also did not wait for them to reply, bringing a gust of wind. "Yang Qiming, I'm here!"

Why did Yang Qiming take a step forward without waiting for a reply? It was really that he knew Ling Fei too well, as long as he showed a smile and added an emotional tone, it would be a good thing, until he walked a long way, his heart was still cold, and he showed a helpless expression when he heard Zhao Xiang's words. In this contact, what I talked to Zhao Xiang the most was about martial arts, especially about how to break the sword of his four elephant remnants, and at this time, because Yang Qiming did not go all out, and Zhao Xiang chased Yang Qiming with full horsepower, the thin sword was instantly unsheathed, "Take me a sword!"

This way can be said to be a constant exchange, at the beginning Jinghai also organized, to the back simply don't care, in the dart game of the martial idiot Zhao Xiang's title is not casually said, today finally found an opponent who wants not to move the muscles and bones are estimated to be uncomfortable.

Yang Qiming also shook his head helplessly, but he didn't dare to be sloppy under his hands, and after a little breath, the person had already bounced up from the horse, and the big knife in the air was already in his hand, and he forcibly reversed his body but saw that Zhao Xiang was also lifted, the person was in the air, and his body actually began to rotate, and the long sword also rotated in front of him, stabbing straight at Yang Qiming.

Yang Weiming couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, thinking to himself, if he said that he couldn't do it at all like him, there was no doubt that by doing so, the strength of the attack would be greatly improved, but his control over himself was also very high.

While admiring in his heart, there was no idea of wanting to release water under his hand, the handle of the knife in his right hand, and the blade of his left hand swung the big knife horizontally in front of him, and in this way he began to gather his strength, and the true qi quickly gathered towards the knife body, at this time, if you observe carefully, there seems to be a faint humming sound from the knife body. Just when Zhao Xiang came quickly and was about to get in front of him, the big knife suddenly slashed out to the right, and the knife qi rustled the leaves on the side of the road, and there were more fallen leaves. And Yang Qiming also moved sideways to the left half a foot with the reaction force and dodged.

Zhao Xiang took advantage of the momentum to rush forward directly, and when he landed, his body rolled forward again, and there was no trace left on the dirt except for the fallen leaves. "Haha, this time I'm the last to get in front of you!"

At this time, Yang Qiming had just landed, but he shook his head helplessly, and then followed.

"Xiao Er, let's have a pot of wine, and then two small dishes!" Zhao Xiang casually found a place to put the long sword on the table, and then shouted. At this time, Yang Qiming had just come close and sat down opposite Zhao Xiang.

This tavern is a little different from the tavern I went to before, only a few tables and a shed are placed there, and there is only one room next to it, which is obviously for the owner, just to provide a place for passers-by to rest and eat, but at this time, there are only five people here plus Zhao Xiang and Yang Qiming. Two apparently companions sat at a table and were chatting about something.