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"Hey, Brother Zheng, what about the little brothers?" Li Shan said.

"Let's go, go your own way!" Zheng Yuan walked straight to the dart car.

Lehi nodded silently, "The road, he really has to go by himself." ”

Zheng Yuan tore off the seal on the box of the dart cart.

Seeing this, Li Shan and Li Hai hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the box, "Brother Zheng, it's not in accordance with the rules!"

"Obey, this box is mine now!" Zheng Yuan said loudly.

Everyone looked at each other, they naturally knew that Zheng Yuan's temper was his, and no one could take it away;

"Seriously!"

Zheng Yuan lifted the box, "When did you become such a mother-in-law." ”

A flaming red flag was embroidered with a four-clawed python.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked and hurriedly covered the box.

"Brother Zheng, this thing is going to kill your head. Li Shan reminded.

Zheng Yuan clenched his fists tightly, "What about killing the head, there is only this one banner left in this huge world! Lao Tzu tried his best to save it." ”

Li Shan suppressed the excitement in his heart, "How many years have I finally seen this flag again, this was too ...... back then"

"Shut up!" Zheng Yuan said in a deep voice.

Li Shan also felt that something was wrong and hurriedly kept his mouth shut.

"Brother Zheng, since this dart is ours, where are we going now. Lehi asked.

Zheng Yuan said in a deep voice: "Go to Youzhou and continue to bet on darts, I want to see who has such great ability to save this flag, and who dares to accept this dart." ”

......

The sky is slightly bright, and the maple leaves on both sides of the road are more vivid than the flowers in February.

Burning like fire, just like Ji Chen's heart.

As we get closer and closer to Chang'an, the fire in my heart burns more and more.

The more this is the case, the more Ji Chen will be able to calm down.

The world is big, the rivers and lakes are far away, sigh I only shadow the single, where is the way back!

Watching the maple leaves fall all over the mountain, dyeing the mountains and rivers red!

Ji Chen took a deep breath, and the inky black qi in his hand surged out.

Xuan Ming how to paint real martial arts? Take the sky as the ink, and the earth as the book!

The three-foot green blade stabbed out, and a maple tree in the distance shook violently, and all the maple leaves on the tree suddenly hooked up.

Ji Chen stepped into the air and rose into the air, driving countless maple leaves around, Ji Chen raised the sword in his hand, and the maple leaves around him were crushed and condensed a little bit.

A sword made of maple leaves was held in his hand, Ji Chen slapped the tail of the sword, and the maple sword flew towards the sky, exploded out of thin air, scattered in all directions, and slowly fell, like a burst of maple rain.

This kind of trick Ji Chen is used to doing on the Tianshan Mountains, and every year in the third spring, Ji Chen will hook the blooming peach blossoms. At that time, there were always a few voices and shadows around.

A little junior sister like a flower, a cold senior brother and a master who always stands on the top of the mountain and looks at the Central Plains.

That's right, and a dismissive old green cow!

Ji Chen walked forward against the maple rain in the sky, and in the huge maple forest, only the maple tree that was hit by Ji Chen was bare......

"Sword qi is sword qi after all, it is not as real as a sword!"

Ji Chen secretly made up his mind that a year later, the Sword Sacrifice Conference in Sword Casting City would definitely have his own figure.

......

In the distance, a woodcutter was staring at a huge towering tree.

Ji Chen walked over: "This tree is some years old, what's the matter? ”

The woodcutter secretly picked up the axe in his hand and said, "What's the use of cutting wood?"

"Oh, it turns out that uselessness can also avoid disasters!" Ji Chen said lightly.

"Useless talents naturally do not attract the attention of others. ”

The axe in the woodcutter's hand took Ji Chen's neck straight out.

Ji Chen was not in a hurry or impatient, kicked on the woodcutter's chest, and flew to the top of the tree.

"When did you find out?" said the woodcutter Ling Ran.

Ji Chen looked condescendingly at the person below: "Which woodcutter's hands are so clean? ”

The woodcutter unconsciously clenched the axe in his hand, "Indeed, it was my negligence. ”

The woodcutter was a middle-aged man, with a face full of vicissitudes, but he had a hand that did not fit in the extreme, and the middle finger of his left hand had been cut off.

"Left-handed sword, four-fingered Qu Ming!" Ji Chen said in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect you to know so much about the rivers and lakes when you first came down the mountain," Qu Ming said coldly.

"How do you know that the first time I came down the mountain, you are also a person from Shilun Jizo?" Ji Chen was shocked, and he had only been down the mountain for dozens of days before he was targeted.

"Oh, Lao Tzu calls you an axe," Qu Ming threw the axe in his hand.

Ji Chen turned on one side, and the axe came against Ji Chen's waist, nailing to the trunk of the tree with a gust of wind.

On the other side, another wind whistled and Ji Chen didn't have time to turn around, so he took out the axe on the trunk.

And Qu Ming's short sword had already attacked, and Ji Chen raised the axe in his hand to block it.

"Hmph!" Qu Ming sneered.

I saw that the axe was directly cut by the short sword like tofu, and hit Ji Chen's arm.

Ji Chen's face changed, these four-fingered Qu Ming really are not vain people, his moves are vicious, and he hits his life!

Ji Chen jumped between the treetops, and the sword qi in his hand condensed, used to resist.

"Ding!"

Bursts of metallic sounds were heard.

The two of them hit from the tree to the bottom of the tree, and the big tree, which was originally useless and could avoid disasters, could not withstand the bombardment of the two, and then collapsed.

The short knife in Qu Ming's hand stabbed, and then he grasped it with four fingers, leaving only the middle finger with a broken section to support, and the short sword swirled around the blade above the middle finger.

In an instant, the sword qi in Ji Chen's hand was shattered!

The sharp blade slit his throat, and Qu Ming pointed at Ji Chen's death hole.

These moves were all tempered by Four-Fingered Qu Ming, and no less than a hundred people died under his hands, but the joy of victory that should have appeared on Four-Fingered Qu Ming's face was gone.

He saw that the 'Ji Chen' in front of him was dissipating, his face was distorting, his body was distorting, distorting in an impossible posture, and finally turning into a black ink-like qi and dissipating.

Qu Ming looked back awe-inspiringly, and saw Ji Chen stepping on the top of the tree, looking at himself with a smile.

Four-fingered Qu Ming put away the short sword in his hand and said, "I didn't expect that the ninth prince would also have real martial arts swordsmanship!"

Ji Chen felt the cold wind at the top of the tree: "The swordsmanship that the master exchanged for a pot of wine naturally has to be practiced! It's a pity that my swordsmanship is not complete." I can't do it!"

Ji Chen continued: "How do you know that I am the ninth, could it be...... They're so afraid of me going back?"

Qu Ming waved his hand: "My master didn't want me to take your life, the ten rounds of Jizang, the Four Seas Dart Bureau, and I will only shoot once, and the next road back to Chang'an will be smooth sailing!"

Ji Chen smiled secretly, "Your master, I don't know which brother I am?"

Qu Ming grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Childe doesn't have to guess, and he must not guess, when Childe returns to Chang'an, my master will definitely come to greet him." ”

After saying that, Qu Ming turned around and left.

The wind above the treetops grew stronger.

Ji Chen snorted coldly and floated into the distance.

......

In Hangu Pass, the old man put away his stall early, went to the tavern, took out all over his body, and discharged nine copper coins.

The old man had a pot of wine in his hand, the worst wine, but he drank it to his heart's content, today he was very happy, he got two good news, and he had been waiting for four years of good news!

The first news is that four new sons were born in the rivers and lakes, collectively known as 'Wind and Snow Moon'. And one of the Snow Boys is a fortune-teller here four years ago, a young man with stars on his head, in charge of the sun and the moon, with silver hair on his head, really like snow.

The second is that the bloody disaster calculated for the second leader of the Golden Dao Gang a few days ago has also been fulfilled! If you don't go out within ten days, you will die if you go out!

Generally, the worst wine is also the strongest wine, the old man has a bad amount of wine, half a pot of wine is already drunk, even the road is unstable, staggering.

The old man pushed away the person who helped him, and the road had to go by himself.

Finally, he returned to his thatched hut and pushed the door open.

I saw two jade-like things lying quietly on the table—a pair of masks!

The cold wind blows, biting and penetrating!

The old man's originally confused eyes flashed brightly, and his drunkenness had half receded.

The old man looked up to the sky and laughed,

"I really can't do this without me"

On that day, the thatched hut was on fire, and by the time the fire was extinguished, a corpse had already been charred black!