The night breeze blew the vicissitudes of the city wall of Yongheguan, and a terrible chirp of the night owl was heard in the distance; the wind stroked a strand of long hair on the side of Nangong Yi's sideburns, and it seemed that the lights of Shenglong City could be seen in the distance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Anbei behind him had fallen asleep in the rattan chair, Sergeant Zhenyuan was changing guards step by step on the city wall, Nangong Yi looked at the pair of majestic soldiers, and his heart seemed to settle down a little.

Between thoughts, Nangong Yi put his hand on the bluestone of the city wall, and gently stroked it, and the majestic pass under his feet resisted the strong attacks of the northern tribes many times;

The Han dynasty standing behind him has been alive and well for hundreds of years because of the existence of Yongheguan, and now, the world of Dayan is about to fall on this century-old Xiongguan.

Turning around and looking at the sleeping Zhang Anbei, Nangong Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, and muttered: "Third brother, take a good rest! I'm afraid that it won't be long before you are so leisurely." ”

With that, Nangong Yi turned around and picked up a thin blanket on the side of his rattan chair, gently covered Zhang Anbei's body, and left the city tower gently.

Not long after Nangong Yi left, Zhang Anbei, who was on the rattan chair, suddenly opened a pair of tiger eyes, and his eyes were full of determination and determination;

Zhang Anbei sat up slowly, picked up the wine jug on the table and drank it all, got up and stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of Shenglong City, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Zhang Anbei picked up the longbow standing beside him, pulled out three feather arrows, and stretched the bow vigorously, only to see that the longbow suddenly looked like a full moon;

"Whoosh!", the three arrows fired in unison, like three bright meteors flashing in the night sky, and fell into the darkness in the distance;

After shooting three feather arrows, Zhang Anbei turned around and lay down on the rattan chair again, quietly looking at the endless sky and the stars;

"One body has fought three thousand miles, and one sword has been a million divisions! Second Brother Wen, as long as I, Zhang Anbei, still have a breath of air, this mediocre pass must be in our hands. Looking at the starry sky, Zhang Anbei muttered to himself.

This seems to be said to Wen Sicheng, who is far away in the capital, but it is more like making a promise to himself.

In the imperial capital, in the dilapidated courtyard, an old man and a young man looked at a bowl of wine on the table with their eyes, and no one spoke.

The old man was bearded and ruddy, and his coarse cloth shirt was tightly wrapped around his body, and the muscles under the cloth shirt seemed to be about to break at any time.

Opposite him, there was a middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe, with his eyebrows in his sideburns, his sideburns like a knife, his eyebrows like ink paintings, and his face like peach petals.

The two of them sat upright like this, and suddenly the old man reached out to the wine bowl on the table, and the man in white immediately stretched out his hand to block, and the old man, not to be outdone, rushed away with the other hand, and the two began to fight between them.

After several battles, the two grabbed the wine bowl at the same time, and an ordinary celadon bowl, where could it withstand the strength of the two people, was broken by the two with a "snap";

The old man looked at the wine spilled on the table, his heart ached, and he shouted angrily: "Wen Sicheng, you kid is too stingy, just this bowl of wine, you still grab it from the old man?"

"General Fang, it's obvious that you lost and cheated, why are you blamed on my head for no reason?" The man in white did not show weakness, and said this to the old man.

"Phew, if the old man hadn't let you half of the cart and horses, you would have won so easily?" said the old man, pointing to the chessboard beside him.

Xiao Ran, who was standing on the side, was speechless for a while, the old general has been fighting all his life, and he naturally has nothing to say about fighting, but this chess game is too!

"Wen Sicheng!" Before Xiao Ran could react, he heard the old general shouting, and Xiao Ran was startled, "Wen Sicheng, you kid hurry up and send all the axes you brought to the old man......!" Hmph!"

"Oh yes, you are an old disrespectful goods!What, do you still want to grab it?" Wen Sicheng changed his elegant style in the past, and he also played a scoundrel like this!

Xiao Ran suddenly felt that his three views had collapsed, his eyes were full of incredulity, looking at the man in white in front of him, thinking in his heart, "Is this a general?"

"Rob, you reminded me when the time comes!" Split Heaven !!" The old general seemed to be reminded of something by Wen Sicheng's words, and shouted loudly to the old man outside the door;

"The last general!" came a thunderous voice outside the door, and then a figure like an iron tower walked into the courtyard;

Entering the courtyard, the tall old man walked up to the old general and knelt down on the ground and said: "The last general Lietian, see the big handsome!"

The old general stroked his long hair proudly, looked at Wen Sicheng and said, "Lie boy, do you want to drink?"

Hearing this, Lie Tian's eyes flashed with a greedy look, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the empty wine jar and the two halveed celadon fragments above the low table, and his face suddenly shrugged, and said, "Yes, but the big handsome didn't leave it for the last general!"

"Yes, I don't have it! But there is a person, where does he have it!" This is the old general, like a cunning fox, Wen Sicheng seems to feel that something bad is about to happen.

"Who? As long as the big man gives an order, even if it is wine in the inner courtyard of the palace, I will get it for the big handsome!" Hearing this, Lie Tian suddenly seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

"Get out! Who told you to rob the wine in the palace! The person I'm talking about is him!" As he spoke, Fang Zhan pointed at Wen Sicheng, who was standing behind Lie Tian;

Lietian turned his head suddenly, looked at Wen Sicheng, he seemed to be able to see a beast-like gaze in his eyes, Xiao Ran was startled, and immediately stood in front of Wen Sicheng, with a long sword across his chest, looking at Lietian in front of him vigilantly.

Lie Tian didn't seem to see Xiao Ran standing in front of Wen Sicheng, his eyes were fixed on Wen Sicheng and he slowly stood up, Xiao Ran slowly raised his head, looked at the tall figure in front of him, and felt helpless in his heart, "I'll go...... Is this still human?"

Looking at the scorching sky like an iron tower, Xiao Ran couldn't help but want to ask, this general in front of you, what kind of horse did you ride when you were fighting?

At this moment, Fang Zhan, who was sitting at the low table, suddenly spoke: "Lie boy, that person has endless good wine, you can follow him in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three people in the field were stunned, Lietian followed the old general Fang Rongma all his life, and fought hundreds of battles large and small, why did he suddenly let Lietian follow Wen Sicheng today.

Wen Sicheng was about to open his mouth when he heard Fang Zhan's words: "Lie boy, can you hear my words clearly?"

Hearing this, Lietian slowly turned around and knelt on the ground, and said painfully: "The last general will take the order." ”

"Hmm!" Fang Zhan seemed to be very satisfied with Lietian's attitude, nodded and continued: "Lietian listens to orders!"

When Lietian heard this, he immediately saluted the old general, knelt down on one knee and said, "The last general!"

"From now on, the Lietian Department will be under the command of Ling Xiaohou, and Taiwei Wen Sicheng will be under the control, remember not to fall into the reputation of my Divine Machine Army. ”

"The last general... Command!" Lietian lowered his head and said slowly. After saying that, he saluted Fang Zhan, got up and stood behind Wen Sicheng;

The sudden change caught Wen Sicheng and Xiao Ran off guard, and the old man, who was still like hob meat, was now looking at a few people with a smile on his face;

"You two go out first!I have something to say to Wen Sicheng!" The old man looked at the three of them and said lightly.

After Xiao Ran saluted the Burning Heavens, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard; Xiao Ran followed behind the Burning Sky Tower-like body, looking at the old man's shoulders in front of him constantly shaking, and his heart was full of wonder;

Walking out of the courtyard, Lietian was still standing straight at the door of the small courtyard like a javelin, Xiao Ran turned his head slightly to look at Lietian, but found that the old man's tiger eyes were full of tears.