In the summer of the twenty-first year of Shunzhi in the northern country, General Yang Jiu, the general of the Auxiliary Holy Protector, ordered: Ge Jinzhong, the king of Zhennan, conspired with Anping Hou Yingbu to murder the first emperor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Today's special order, Guide is the commander of the mixed river dragon envoy Song, the inner court commander makes the white-faced scholar Liu Tang supervise the army, the vanguard general Ben Lei gun Xu Tai, leads the Wangcheng forbidden army of 100,000 and garrisons along the way 100,000, a total of 200,000 troops drive directly to the southern capital, take Ge Jinzhong's son Ge Tian, Ge Shaohua and his family members to the northern capital to ask for the guilt.

Under the order, the army marched mightily to the southern capital. The son of the Ge family in the southern capital also announced to the world: the traitor Yang Jiu, usurped the throne and seized power, and killed Zhongliang. Today, under the order of the king of Zhennan, a total of 400,000 soldiers and horses from the counties of the southern capital are poured into the south to resist Yang Jiu, the side of the Qing monarch, to wait for orthodoxy, and all the heroes in the world who respond are allies, and they are all treacherous!

The two armies slaughtered the two cities of Taiping and Yong'an, looking across the river, and fighting fiercely. At the same time, the northern kingdom did not know how to rise for a while, called "Fengtian Society", saying "Fengtian will do things, punish demons and evils." "Exclusively with Yang Jiu and the inner court forces as enemies, it is rumored in the meeting that there are orthodox people of the royal family to support, and for a while, the northern country is ****, and the Quartet is strong and strong.

The sky is blazing, the south is rainy in summer, the drizzle drifts for nearly a month, and finally drives the clouds to see the sun, when the mountains are muddy for a long time, today it is a little drier, which makes people happy in their hearts.

Along the way, I saw the broken army coming in a hurry, to the hut by the waterfall, knocking on the door, the stars and rain were all in the house, the warm sun came through the window, and the temperature in the mountains was just right.

"Master, Master. "Break the army and enter the house.

"Oh, the seventh is here. "The rain of annihilation responds first.

"The sixth senior brother has returned to the mountain. ”

"He also knew to come back. The Starlight Sword Saint heard it, although the words were like this, and his heart was also comforted: at the last Famous Sword Conference, this kid didn't know where he had gone, and he didn't come back to the mountain, but now that the conference is approaching, fortunately, he finally came back, "Where is he now?"

"The sixth senior brother went to the room to settle the luggage, and when I saw him coming back to the mountain, I came first to tell the master, and the sixth senior brother will come later. "Seeing Senior Brother Wuqu returning to the mountain, the broken army's eyebrows were happy, and he rarely spoke quickly.

"Hmm. Xinghui nodded when he heard this, and just said that it was good to come back, "Old Seven, how are your disciples doing? ”

"They are very good, Mo Lan is a swordsman with good qualifications and intelligence, and now the disciple asks her to practice the internal strength and heart method, and when the disciple is not there on weekdays, she can also teach the other two. That Yang Zhen, the disciple passed on his 'Breaking the Wind and Swinging Sword' and 'Proud Blood Screaming Heavenly Decision', and he also worked hard, although Yue'er did not learn swordsmanship, but when he practiced 'Shangqing Dan Heart Decision', he was a rare genius, and he was cross-kneeled and settled for a moment, which was really impressive. "Po Jun is happy today, so he talks a lot.

"Oh, that's very good. Look at that Mo Lan sword technique, how does it compare to the other disciples in the mountain?"

"Mo Lan has an excellent foundation, and she has practiced hard in the past two months, and the ordinary disciples in the mountains are far from her, so she should be a good one. Po Jun saw that Xinghui asked his disciples, and when he thought of Mo Lan's kung fu, he hurriedly praised him at the moment, he had a lot of miscellaneous things on weekdays, but fortunately, Mo Lan could teach the two of them on his behalf, and he really helped him a lot.

"Oh, it seems that you are very satisfied with this apprentice. The broken army who watched the rain on the side was overjoyed, and he also said with a smile.

"A disciple like Mo Lan is naturally hard to find. Po Jun nodded, and when he thought of this, he became a master at first, and he was quite dissatisfied in his heart. But after getting along for a long time, I felt that these three people were real, they were quite senior compared to other disciples on weekdays, and the sixth senior brother was often not in the mountains, although Tianliao was big, there were few friends who could speak. These people have no such scheming in their hearts, but now it is a happy event to have them by their side. What's more, Mo Lana waited, and the senior brothers failed to have such apprentices, so they were naturally satisfied.

"Hmm. Anyan Yu nodded, looked at Xinghui, Xinghui was also a little bit, and said: "Senior sister, look at this famous sword conference, how about letting Lao Liu and Mo Lan participate?"

"What?" Po Jun was still in that joy, and when he heard the master's words, he was suddenly shocked.

"What's the matter? Old Seven?" Seeing that the beloved disciple was suddenly stunned, he also asked.

"No, nothing. Po Jun was confused for a while, "Isn't Master planning to let me and the Sixth Senior Brother participate in this conference?"

Xinghui saw that his lover was puzzled and said: "You do a lot of chores in the mountains on weekdays, and I am afraid that you will have to take care of it in many ways during the conference." Since your sixth senior brother is back, the leader of the conference is naturally Tianliao, and Mo Lan's swordsmanship is also good, so let her compete on your behalf. ”

"But, Master, for the past three years, I. "It's really hard to break the army, and in the past three years, I have worked hard to win back face for Tianliao in order to participate in the conference. Suddenly I don't let myself race, this.

"What's the matter?, Lao Qi, do you want to compete?"

"Although Mo Lan is good at swordsmanship, she doesn't know the martial arts of the various sects outside the party, and the disciples are afraid that she will participate in the competition in a hurry, and it will be difficult to win at that time. Po Jun thought about it for a moment, but he couldn't say that he wanted to participate, so he shirked it at the moment.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. The famous sword conference can compete with the heavenly fire, and it is nothing more than the Sword Casting Villa and the Quadrangle Chamber of Commerce. That Mo Lan would have been able to forge the sword of the mountain villa, and as for the Sihe Chamber of Commerce, it may not be able to defeat her. What's more, with your sixth senior brother here, Tianliao has won the lead, so why bother to fight for the second, Mo Lan is a junior disciple, even if he loses, it will not hurt. Xinghui saw the anxious look of the broken army, and opened his mouth to explain, this old seven, always thinking of Tianliao's fame in his heart, it is really gratifying.

"But. Po Jun's heart suddenly became irritable, he has worked so hard in the past three years, why didn't the master let himself compete! Could it be that the master thought that Mo Lan's martial arts were better than his own, so he asked her to replace him. Thinking of this, I was unwilling, "Mo Lan, she is a girl after all, and the sword has no eyes in the martial arts arena, if it hurts her." Let's let the disciples participate in the competition, as for the miscellaneous matters during the conference, the disciples will arrange them in advance, and never let the conference go wrong. ”

"Eh, you don't have to worry so much, this sword competition is just a competition, and it's not really a fight to the death. Besides, with so many martial arts seniors present, what else can she really hurt?" Xinghui opened his mouth again to reassure, this old seven has some friendship with Mo Languo, but it's a pity that this competition can't be allowed to participate after all.

"Master. "Breaking the army and fighting again, I just feel that the words are short at the moment, and the master and the master have no appearance of letting themselves compete. Three years ago, Master promised Himself this, why is it like this? I miss this, and my heart is angry.

"Old Seven, Shi Niang knows that you care about Na Mo Lan, but people always have to experience, and it is better to participate in martial arts competitions than to suddenly encounter a strong enemy in the future. You will listen to your master's arrangement, and go back to ask Mo Lan Haosheng to prepare and prepare. "Annihilation rain is quite happy at the moment, Lao Qi grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and now he is nearly twenty years old, and he has never seen him so concerned about any woman before, and he has finally grown up.

"But. "I don't know how to fight again, Shi Niang only said that others have to be trained, don't you have to go through the training? I waited hard for three years, but I didn't let myself compete, although Mo Lan was good, she might not be able to beat me, why did Master and Master be so partial to others!

"Eh, Seven, don't think about it so much. Go back and rest for two days, the famous sword conference is coming, and you will be busy at that time. Xinghui was also happy to see that Pojun cared for Mo Lan so much, and said with a smile at the moment.

"Yes, the disciple knows. Pojun said in a low voice, got up, and went straight out the door, angry in his heart, and silent under his feet.

When he was gone, the rain said, "Eh, the seventh child has finally grown up." ”

"Yes, I think that Mo Lan girl is also good. ”

"You see that Lao Qi is so concerned about the safety of Na Molan, why do you insist on not letting him compete. Oblivion Rain glanced back at Starlight.

"Now that the northern country is ****, if there is an injury in the old seventy, how can you let me be good?"

"Yes. It's still the senior brother who is thoughtful. ”

The sun is still good, only to see this person who went out, the more he stepped on his feet, the more resentful he became, and the more he was angry in his heart, but after a while, the broken army arrived at the back mountain, and at this moment, he saw Mo Lan from a distance instructing Yang Zhen to practice swords, and his heart was even more unhappy. It was only for a moment, and he strode away, his face full of anger.

"Master?" Yang Zhen saw the look of Po Jun when he saw it, he was holding his sword in mid-air, and he was stunned at the moment.

The broken army sword was unsheathed, and he threw the scabbard on the ground and said, "Mo Lan, draw the sword!"

"Master?" Mo Lan was originally carrying a sword to guide Yang Zhen there, where did he think that the broken army would be like this.

"Draw the sword!" Po Jun couldn't help but say, as soon as the sword was pointed, he would compete with Mo Lan for the level of you and me.

"Master, are you okay?" Yang Zhen asked again, just thinking that what happened to Pojun today?

"What are you doing?" Yue'er was originally sitting on the side watching the two of them practice swords, but when she saw the broken army coming, she also came over when she saw this appearance.

"It's none of your business!" Po Jun waved his hand, which meant to drive away the comers.

"Get out of the way. Mo Lan turned around and Yang Zhen and the two, I don't know why I was so angry today? Since he wants to fight, he will fight.

"Mo Lan. Yang Zhen persuaded again, only to see Mo Lan slowly pull out the beauty under the moon from the sheath, the silver light was slightly revealed, and the sword fell obliquely.

"Very good!" Po Jun saw that Mo Lan's sword was unsheathed, and as soon as he stepped on it, the vertical sword came, Mo Lan stepped back, and with one in his hand, he blocked Yue'er and Yang Zhen, and then clicked under his feet and greeted him.

The two of them suddenly fought together, the sword of the broken army was called "Shipu", the sword body was broad and dull, and the sword blade was a mirror of the moon, and it was also a famous weapon. "Shipu" and "Beauty under the Moon" are connected, and I saw that the sword edge was torn out of a gap. Seeing that the sword was damaged, the broken army was even more annoyed, stepped on it, spun around, and reflexively came again. Mo Lan hurriedly retreated to dodge, only to see that the broken army did not spare it, took a step forward, and the two fought together again.

Mo Lan was originally a swordsmanship, but at this moment, he saw that the broken army was forcing each other again and again, and the sword moves were fierce. Hurriedly changed his feet, trying not to fight him. But seeing that the broken army could not fight for a while, he became more and more furious, and the sword was fierce, and it was fierce, and it was that mighty. Mo Lan saw that the comer was turbulent and abnormal, and on the side of his feet, the sword rushed up, and the two exchanged several times, and the more they fought, the faster they fought. I could only hear the sound of "stirrup stirrup", and the Molan sword stabbed away again and again, and the broken army dance sword swept away, and every time the two swords intersected, they left a small gap in Shipu.

The broken army was angry, and he stepped on it again, but he was more than empty, and he fell with him, and he was cut in his hands again and again. Mo Lan dodged sideways slightly, held the sword to meet him, and there was a series of confrontations, only to feel that the sword of the broken army was really strong, and the arms were hard to handle, and every time they clashed, the beauties under the moon were trembling and buzzing. At the moment, he took a few steps back to avoid the edge.

Breaking the army and landing: Okay! I'll see how long you can hide! With a thought in his heart, he stepped on his feet, and the whole person flew straight towards Mo Lan. Seeing that it was so fierce, Mo Lan hurriedly drew a side horse, and with the strength of his belt, he swept away with one sword, and two swords were in one place, only to feel that the army was full of strength, and his arms shook wildly.

The sword of the broken army was swept away, and he reflexively rose again, and the sword flipped and attacked, attacking Mo Lan Tianling again and again. After a few more swords, the tiger's mouth was numb, and his feet were defeated and retreated: What happened to this master today?

"Kill!" As soon as the broken army landed on the ground and his shoulders and elbows were pushed, he forced Mo Lan to retreat, reflexively attacked again, and the sword swept over angrily. Mo Lan saw it, and urged the sword to greet it, only to feel that this strength was domineering, and the beauty under the moon was almost swept out, and these arms could not be held. Pojun swept over with a sword, slashed and slashed, Mo Lan saw this sword, and was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly dodged. A sword missed, and then urged the strength, the broken army still did not forgive, and shouted in his mouth: "Break!" With a strong sword, he was going to knock the sword in Mo Lan's hand away.

"Bell!" A loud sound, Yang Zhen saw that Mo Lan was struggling, and at this moment, he jumped over, protected his arm with a sword, and ate the sword. The whole person suddenly flew out to the side, and took a few steps back before he stood dangerously. Only then did he be a god, but he saw that the broken army was going to Mo Lan again, and when he stepped in the middle of his feet, he came to help again. After eating another sword, he felt that this strength was more sufficient, Yang Zhen was hard, flew out again, and fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand was already divided into two sections.

"Second brother, are you okay!" Yue'er hurriedly ran over, only to see the second brother fall to the ground, covered in dust, "Are you crazy?"

Po Jun saw that Yang Scar fell to the ground, but he stopped and was stunned for a moment.

"Are you okay?" Mo Lan took the sword and came over, squatted down, and saw Yang Zhen looking embarrassed, shaking his head there. A wave of anger roared in his heart, and he stood up abruptly and glared at Pojun, "Come." ”

As soon as he said that, Mo Lan came with a sword, and the broken army was stunned for a while, and when he saw that the person who came had arrived in front of him, he hurriedly greeted him. Seeing that Mo Lan didn't accept the call, he slipped his feet and went behind him, and Pojun hurriedly turned around. The two swords only touched slightly, and the Mo Lan sword slashed, and without relay, it went straight to the chest of the broken army. Po Jun's heart tightened, and his upper body hurriedly leaned back, and the sword slashed through, cutting his shirt straight to a hole. Looking at the eyes again, Mo Lan came again, and the broken army stepped on to meet him, and swept out with a sword, Mo Lan bent down suddenly, tore with a sword, and tore off the hem of the robe.

The two staggered past and stood there: "Come again." Mo Lan said lightly, and her feet moved again. When the broken army saw the comer, he secretly said in his heart: It's just that I lost my mind for a while, and you still think that you really won me? The two of them connected, and the broken army went straight down with a sword, Mo Lan's feet were together, and his body immediately opened sideways, and the sword swept down in front of him, so dangerous. The two of them were entangled and fighting, fighting as a group, only to see the strength of the sword and sword, Mo Lan avoided it again and again, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

"Yue'er, go and call someone!" Yang Zhen was still half-lying on the ground at the moment, and seeing that the two of them were fighting more and more, he hurriedly got up to help.

"Hmm!" Yue'er also saw that Sister Mo Lan and the broken army seemed to be fighting more and more fiercely, and after listening to the words of the second brother, she hurried to find someone.

While speaking, the two fought again, only to see Mo Lan's posture agile and his sword sharp. The momentum of the broken army is mighty, and it is difficult to distinguish between tigers. The two of them were entangled in one place, and it was a fierce battle, and they suddenly felt that their hands were struggling, and the two swords were picked up in the air, and then a black hard whip was horizontal in the middle, separating the two. Even Yue'er, who had just run away, was stunned in place.

"You're crazy!" two swords fell from mid-air and stuck beside the comer.

"Sixth Senior Brother. "Po Jun fixed his eyes and saw that it was the Wuqu Sword Saint.

The Wuqu Sword Saint looked up and down at the broken army, sighed, and inserted the short whip back behind him. picked up the two swords on the ground and handed them to the two, the two put away the swords, only to see Wu Qu look at the army again: "You come with me." ”

"Yes. Po Jun replied in a low voice, and went to the side with his senior brother.

"Sister Mo Lan, are you alright? Yue'er saw the broken army leaving, and hurriedly ran forward.

Just look at Mo Lan and shake her head: The two of us were fighting together, and the momentum during this period can be described as strong. Although he didn't pay attention to the outside world, this martial arts body was very fast, and he was also very human, and he only made one move, knocking the two people's swords away, and it was really overwhelming.

"Mo Lan. Yang Zhen also came up, and saw that Mo Lan was not injured, so he felt at ease.

"I'm fine. Mo Lan picked up the scabbard, put the sword into the sheath, and said slowly.

"What bullshit Master!" Yue'er looked at the distant back, stomped on her feet, and her face was full of anger.

"It's okay. Mo Lan said in a low voice, got up and went to the side to find a stone and sit down to rest for a while: I don't know what happened to this broken army today, and it was so heavy. Thinking about this slightly, seeing Yue'er and Yang Zhen accompanying them, they waved away the thoughts in their minds, but they were also comforted.

Besides, the two of them walked farther away from a few people, Wu Qu stopped and turned to look at his junior brother: "Are you okay?"

Po Jun nodded, but did not speak.

"I was packing up my things in Qianshan, and I heard from other disciples that you had accepted apprentices, so I came to see you first, I haven't seen you for a few days. "Wu Qu is similar in age to Tianxing, but his face is quite vicissitudes, and he has a beard. Although he returned to the mountain gate, he did not wear Tianliao clothes, but only wrapped in a blue and gray cloth robe, which was quite a bit of a prodigal image.

"Hmm. "Po Jun is so talented, I regret it for a while, how could I shoot so hard, fortunately, Mo Lan's martial arts are not bad, if she hurts her, how can I go willingly. At this moment, calm down, just sigh lowly.

"Those are your apprentices. Wu Qu looked at Po Jun, turned around and found a stone to sit down.

"Hmm. ”

"What's going on?"

"Sixth Senior Brother. "Po Jun was speechless for a while, and in the past, the sixth senior brother in the mountains could say a few more words, but he didn't like the rules and regulations in the mountains, and he was often absent. It's hard to see each other today, and it's like this.

"Your apprentice's martial arts are good. Wu Qu saw that his junior brother didn't know how to speak, so he changed his words again.

"Well, her name is Mo Lan. Po Jun said, and after a pause, he gave a general idea of how the master asked Mo Lan to participate in the famous sword competition instead of him.

After listening to Wu Qu, he also sighed: "Old Seven, what do you say the martial arts competition is for?"

When he asked this, the broken army was stunned, the competition, for what?

"This is a contest of martial arts, and it is evenly matched. Fighting like this is a little interesting, seeing the strength of the comer, making up for one's own shortcomings, and meeting friends with martial arts, it is fun. If you are blindly competitive and competitive, it is not called a competition, it is called aggressiveness. ”

"That's what Senior Brother said. ”

"Do you know why I didn't participate in the last Sword Competition?"

"Senior brother is chic by nature, I don't like these competitions. "It's powerless, and the broken army has to sigh.

"Over the years, I have traveled many places before I know the green mountains outside the mountains. Fang Wai is better than the northern country, and it is better than the western spirit country, but the palm is bigger, what is the meaning of winning or losing here. Wu Qu smiled casually.

"Senior brother's martial arts are extraordinary, so he naturally disdains. ”

"It's not that I disdain these people, but I disdain these things that fight each other for the sake of face. How about Tianliao? What about Sword Casting Villa? Victory or defeat, Tianliao is still Tianliao, Sword Casting Villa is still Sword Casting Villa. No one would think that Sword Casting Villa had won the lead, and Tianliao was not as good as Sword Casting Villa. Even if others really think so, so what? Everyone is a Fangwai sect, it is not easy to protect themselves in this Lingzhou, in order to fight for the first, what is the point of fighting to the death?"

"It's still the senior brother who thinks clearly. Po Jun sighed again, saying so, but in the end it was still different.

"Do you really want to go to the convention?"

Po Jun nodded, he had been training hard for three years, how could he not want to participate.

"Leave this matter to me, you can rest assured that you can prepare. I'll go talk to Master in two days. ”

Po Jun's eyes lit up when he heard it, what's the matter? Didn't Senior Brother Fang Cai mean to persuade himself not to participate?

Wu Qu smiled slightly: "I've been outside for all these years, although I don't understand anything else, but at least I understand, there are some things that you haven't done, so you won't let go." ”

"Thank you, brother. Po Jun hurriedly responded, and only then did he look at his clothes, Mo Lan, she, really, hey, she was too impulsive, how did Mo Lan know about this.

"But you still have to go to your female disciple to talk about this, after all, the master let her compete. As long as she says yes, I'll leave the rest to me. "Wu Qu saw that the junior brother looked interesting, and it was also a pleasure.

"Mo Lan. Po Jun secretly said: This, oops, how do you say this. Fang Cai himself, really.

"Tianliao is very strict, if you let others know about the matter between you and that female disciple today, it will not be good for you, and you still need to tie the bell to the bell. I'm going to get you new clothes, I can't help you with anything else. Saying this, Wu Qu got up and moved, "Tianliao is fine, it's time to change this broken rule, one day Sword Saint Sword Saint." ”

It was said casually, just watching Wu Qu whip the short whip, put it on his shoulder, and shake it away.