Feng Chen excitedly grabbed the wrist of the strong man leader in thick animal skins, kicked the meteor hammer on the ground and kicked it towards the men who came to rescue the strong man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info saw that when the meteor hammer slipped in the air, it pushed everyone down, but it didn't hurt people at all. Feng Chen smiled at the people below, threw the blunt sword into the air, fused his body with the sword, and dragged the leader with a tattoo on his face and a thick animal skin to fly up the city wall. The high priest saw that Feng Chen was bold and resourceful, and inadvertently revealed a look of worship. I saw that the strong man with a tattooed face sat on the ground without hesitation, and spat on the ground: "Listen to the respect!" The high priest said to the soldiers behind him: "Tie this person up first, and then place it in the Liuyin Pavilion for the time being!" After speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the west gate, and Feng Chen followed closely behind.

When I arrived at the west gate, I saw two handsome sons and daughters under the city wall teasing: "Little lady, open the door quickly." Otherwise, it won't look good if you are injured at that time!" the high priest sighed: "The speed of the march of the Guizi Kingdom is indeed not a vain appearance, with well-organized troops and well-equipped iron horses. Wushuang impatiently shouted below: "Your subordinates are defeated, and Hugh has to talk big over there." As soon as he finished speaking, Wushuang flew down the city wall and rode on a war horse released in the inner city. The two generals standing beside Wushuang laughed, and one of the generals with a spear in his hand and heavy armor said: "The little lady is cheaper than our brothers, and she just came to Loulan to hug the beauty." As he spoke, Wushuang had already pulled out the soft sword at his waist and threw it out. The two were still talking and laughing just now, and they were already serious at this time. When everyone looked at the past again, the cheek of the general with armor just now was actually scratched on the left cheek by the thin soft sword at the waist of Wushuang, and the man wiped the blood off with his index and middle fingers, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it clean. Then he tightened his reins and rode his horse with his spear in hand towards the Mushuang. The unequaled body is light, and for a moment the war horse jumps up, and the next it flies and perches on the city wall. The heavily armored general below soon lost his strength, and beads of sweat broke out on his head. The spear in his hand began to slide, but the expression on the general's face was always serious. Wushuang smiled at the general and flew in front of the other party. Throwing the psychedelic Gu worm he developed into the sky, the surrounding generals and soldiers instantly went limp and began to dance on the ground. While everyone on the city wall was happy, Zhi Han said, "Not good!" and then flew down the city wall, using the jade flute to block the two plucked strings that flew towards Wushuang. I only heard a voice coming from Zhihan's sleeve: "This Qiuzi's iron tools and piano music really deserve its reputation." However, no matter how good the iron is to restrain it, no matter how good the piano music is, there are times when no one cares. Zhi Han and Wushuang listened strangely as the voice echoed through the air. The handsome boy held a silver guqin in his hand, sat sideways on horseback, and played the tune without distraction. Feng Chen asked the high priest on the castle tower, "Such a beautiful song is one of the best in the world. The high priest said with a smile: "Don't you dare to underestimate these two young generals of the Qiuci Kingdom, the spear in Fang Cai's hand is made of imitation of Zhao Yun's overlord spear back then, and this fine iron is the treasure of the Qiuci Kingdom." If this piece of fine iron is better than thousands of troops, it is a pity that this general will not use such a superior weapon. There is also the Yinyue Guqin held by this son, which is said to have been made by Yu Boya when he was dying, which contains his lifelong musical attainments, as well as a sheet music that can make mountains and rivers cry. Feng Chen laughed and said, "Such a high-grade weapon is simply the sun and the moon in the hands of the two of them. "I only listened to the exciting music of the guqin coming from under the city wall. Who knew that the soldiers under the city wall and the general with a spear in his hand slowly woke up from his trance, but Wushuang and Zhihan began to have erratic legs and feet. Zhi Han pushed Wushuang onto the horse, but before he could get on the horse, he was already restrained by the incoming piano music and couldn't move.

Feng Chen was just about to fly down the city wall when he was stopped by the high priest: "Childe can't be hard-hitting." Feng Chen said anxiously: "Open the city gate quickly!" The high priest didn't seem to hear, and stood there motionless. Feng Chen shouted loudly downward, "Open the city gate!" The high priest was furious, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who dare!" and then turned to Feng Chen and said, "Childe, you know, this city gate is opened." The iron horses of the turtles will come one after another, and it will not be as easy as losing two women when they fall. Feng Chen didn't pay any attention to the pedantic high priest, turned around and jumped off the city wall, came to Wushuang's side on horseback, and watched Wushuang gasp faintly, he put the gauze scarf behind Wushuang on her head in distress. Walked quickly to Zhihan's side and helped her up. The handsome boy on horseback suddenly lit up in front of him, and the music stopped. Pointing to the blunt sword behind Feng Chen, he said, "Childe, are you willing to exchange the old sword you are carrying behind your back for the lives of these two girls?" Feng Chen turned around and said with a smile: "This is not a transaction, this sword will not belong to you." I saw the handsome boy sitting on the back of the horse jumping off the horse, and the surrounding soldiers carried a stone table in front of the noble boy. As soon as the master of the son raised, the silver guqin took off from the horseback and took off onto the stone table. Feng Chen lowered his body and said to Zhi Han, "I wonder if the girl can borrow the jade flute?" Zhi Han took out the jade flute from his waist and handed it to Feng Chen.

For a while, the dust was everywhere, and everyone hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands. When the wind and sand subsided, everyone opened their eyes again and found themselves in the clouds, looking at the sky and the familiar land under their feet. Suddenly, I heard the soldier say, "That's my house." Another soldier said, "This stream is where I used to play with Xiaohua when I was a child." In an instant, the sound of the flute disappeared, and the sound of the piano began to rise. All these beautiful scenes disappeared at once, and in an instant, dark clouds were thickened. Heavy raindrops fell on everyone, and the downpour instantly flooded the farmland and villages, and even the people who were standing in the clouds just now were swept into a huge flood whirlpool. When the flute sounded in everyone's ears again, everyone saw an incomparably gorgeous palace under the sea. A low soldier said, "This is the weapon I've always dreamed of!" he waved a large knife with a golden glow. Another soldier in tattered armor said, "There's a lot of gold and silver here, take it home and build a few mud houses." I went to the Central Plains to exchange some cloth seeds and came back, and married a daughter-in-law to make my mother happy. Everyone in the picture was talking and laughing, but when the flute and the music gradually rose, the underwater palace began to crumble, and everyone hugged their beloved things.

Hearing only a piercing whistle, everyone felt their eardrums pierced. I couldn't hear any sound, when everyone felt that there was no longer a violent shaking around them. When I opened my eyes, I found that I was still under the city of Loulan. The handsome boy's hands were stained with blood, and the strings of the silver guqin were all broken. On top of the strings, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. The soldiers were about to rush forward, but they were stopped by the handsome boy, he got up and held the stone table and bent over and clenched his fists: "The boy has won, please!"