In the duty room at the city gate, a young man in yellow with a long figure lazily walked out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man is white and pure, handsome and elegant, and very bookish, if you don't know his details, it is easy to mistake him for a weak scholar in the Central Plains, but he is an authentic Mongolian.

Ordinary people may be relatively unfamiliar with him, but if it is a person who is often active in the grassland, he will be shocked, a combination of wrestling and swordsmanship can be described as a mysterious to the extreme and complete martial arts, not to mention that there is no match in the grassland, and even, even if you look at the world, you can also let it go.

Legend has it that he was originally taught by a very good "Boke", and then admired the Central Plains swordsmanship, and heard that there was a Central Plains swordsman who lived in seclusion in the Qilian Mountains, and did not hesitate to risk his life and went deep into the mountains alone to find the legendary swordsman.

After experiencing the ordeal of nine deaths and a lifetime, not only did not discourage his will, but made him learn more various wilderness survival skills and strengthen his persistence. His wit, courage and perseverance never returned.

Finally impressed the swordsman who had scorned him when he heard that there was a stupid boy who actually ignored the wolf, tiger and leopard and the jungle bully and ventured to find him.

This stupid boy was surrounded by seven or eight murderers who committed murder in the Central Plains and was forced to hide in Qilian Mountain by the gods Du Kaigong, and was on the verge of life and death, the swordsman finally couldn't help but make a move.

One sword, eight lives.

The stupid boy who was beaten by the group had half a life left and didn't faint immediately, but looked at the swordsman with starry eyes, that stupidity, more obsessed than the star chasers who were at zero distance from their idols.

The swordsman was full of pity, and his eyes flashed with an extremely complicated look.

At first, the silly boy didn't understand why he had such complicated eyes when he looked at him, but later, he learned that the swordsman's home was shattered by the Mongol invasion in the midst of the war, and his family was all lost under the iron hoof.

When the swordsman returned home, his home was no longer there, and he suddenly felt that all thoughts were gone, and he completely retired from the rivers and lakes.

Although, he was ready to hold a sword in his hand, and drove straight into the Mongolian headquarters to behead its leader, but was stopped by several supreme masters in the world, saying that the Han family has been corroded, and the blood of the nation has been submerged, if there is no huge oppression and ravage, to stimulate and awaken their blood, then, it is easy to lose all the strength to inherit and carry forward the heavy responsibility of civilization, it is not difficult to imagine that with the strength of the world, the Han family will become the cake of the great powers. Therefore, Song, he should die.

The Han family needs a phoenix-like rebirth.

The swordsman calmed down, and finally he didn't dare to bury the civilization that Yanhuang had passed on for thousands of years because of his own personal vendetta, and he couldn't afford to bear the crime of leaving a ******** that had been stinking for thousands of years.

He let out a long sigh, turned around, and completely retreated. Although the swordsman retreated to the mountains, the hatred for the Mongols in his bones, and the hatred of the country and the family were deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Therefore, earlier, he knew that there was a stupid boy who ventured deep into the strongman to seek a teacher and learn art, and he would end up in Qilian Mountain, where there were no bones left at any time, but he was a Mongolian, he really didn't like to see it, and even started to let the strong man kill this stupid boy in his heart, so as to vent his incomparable hatred for the Mongols.

However, the human heart is made of flesh, the swordsman has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for most of his life, and he is also a well-known iron-blooded man, if it were not for this, he would not have been able to decisively give up his personal hatred and retire with hatred in the national righteousness.

He finally moved his compassion and took this stupid boy into his disciple, and he was also his only disciple.

It's just that when the stupid boy became a teacher, he instructed him that when he walked in the rivers and lakes, he could not be said to be his apprentice, so on the entire grassland, people just knew that there was a young swordsman named Lu Tu with superb swordsmanship in the grassland, but he didn't know who to learn from, which undoubtedly gave Lu Tu a more mysterious aura.

As soon as Hulutu appeared, all the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate immediately saluted respectfully, and said, "Your Excellency is disturbing you." ”

Hu Lutu looked at the slowly closing city gate with an expressionless face, as if he was thinking about something, and then said indifferently: "I seem to have heard the county lord of Yuqin go out of the city, right?" An officer and soldier nodded and said, "Yes, my lord." ”

Hu Lutu said: "She didn't explain that she would wait for her and close the city gate when she came back?"

The officer shook his head and said, "Not so." He added: "Perhaps, when the county lord returned, it was already dawn and the city gate was open, so she didn't have to ......."

The officer and soldier did not have the courage to continue, because Hulutu's eyes, which were originally as light as water, suddenly flashed a coldness that made people shudder down his spine, and he forcibly blocked what he wanted to say under his throat.

Hu Rutu said coldly: "Don't take it for granted and be self-righteous, since the county lord is late at night, there is obviously a bit of an urgent matter to deal with, and then, maybe it is not impossible for her to come back in a short time." Don't close the gates, just wait. ”

He patted his face lightly and said to himself, "Well, how long this night is, where should I go to spend it?" ”

The officers and soldiers who were trained just now said flatteringly: "My lord, I heard that in the West Lake, there are several painting boats that are very famous, especially the 'Magnificent Fang', which is full of beautiful women, all of them are like goblins, so that how many heroes and heroes linger, but it's a pity that ......."

Perhaps when men get together, women are not only the eternal theme, but also the most effective way to shorten the distance between each other.

Hu Lutu was really hooked, and his attitude towards the officer and soldier was also warmed a lot, and he said: "'Magnificent Fang', what's the pity?"

The officer said: "Yes, many years ago, there was a fight in the 'Magnificent Fang', several high-ranking officials' children were seriously injured, and they were in danger, at a critical moment, a martial arts master who lived in seclusion in the Lonely Mountain Crane Pavilion rescued them, and then, not only the family members of the children of several high-ranking officials were grateful to the master, but the boss of the 'Rosewood Fang' was also grateful to the master who eliminated a huge disaster for him, regarded him as a life-saving benefactor, and solemnly made a promise. Rosewood can allow the master to spend more than once, and even the red card girls must enthusiastically give the master free service.

As a result, over the years, 'Rosewood Fang' has almost become a veritable private backyard for that master. ”

Hu Lutu couldn't help but be extremely surprised, and said, "There is such a thing, what is the name of that master?"

An officer and soldier next to him finally couldn't live anymore, feeling that all the limelight had let the partner who was "a blessing in disguise" exhausted, maybe he received the attention of Lord Hulutu and rose to prominence, getting rid of the embarrassing profession of guarding the city gate, so that it is not impossible to rise to the rich, and interjected at the moment: "That master lives in seclusion next to the crane pavilion in the lonely mountain of West Lake, it is said that he is a person from the Duan family in Dali, and I heard that the people on the rivers and lakes call him." Duan Mazi', and then, after that night, he became famous, and his status in the rivers and lakes rose, and people respected him as 'Master Duan'. ”

"Master Duan?" Hu Lutu suddenly smiled slightly, "I want to see and understand." ”

Hurutu took a step and strode away.

The night was deep.

Cool breeze.

The rain is fading.

The rain is fluttering, like a lover's thousands of gentle strands of hair, gently brushing the face, warm and ambiguous, flowing in the faint air.

The county lord of Yuqin was obviously saddened by the silent atmosphere, and couldn't help but break the silence and asked, "Sanshao, I'm a little confused. ”

Meng said, "Oh?"

The lord of Yuqin said: "With the superb skills of the first few people of Mr. Du, although the city wall is high, it will definitely not be able to stop their high pace, however, the third young man seems to be too cautious, worried that they will be discovered and then blocked-but, as far as I know, those officers and soldiers who guard the city gate are really vulnerable to destroying their own prestige if they are not the morale of others." The three young men are treated in such a big battle, forgive the little woman for being stupid, except for making me doubt the purity of your motives, I really can't think of any other reason for you. The implication of the county lord of Yuqin is naturally that the real purpose of classmate Meng is probably to rob a big beautiful woman from the boudoir under the pretext of escorting Mr. Du's dart out of the city, and then prepare to do some indecent and bad things. At this moment, Dream had the urge to cry. Your sister, I just want to be a good young man who learns from Lei Feng quietly, why was he suddenly ruthlessly wiped out, and was also left out of the group of scoundrels, who said that they trusted the boat, why did they overturn? Meng tried to struggle and defend himself, after all, if the county lord of Yuqin was an ordinary person, but she was definitely not an ordinary woman, and she was a big beauty, Meng felt that if a big beauty was completely lost because of his misunderstanding of him, then his sin would be unforgivable! Therefore, he had to explain to the county lord of Yuqin: "The county lord should have heard of the person Lutu, right?"

"Hulutu, the first warrior of Mongolia?" the lord of Yuqin County showed a hint of surprise in his tone, "Do you want to tell me that he was in the guard room at the city gate just now." ”

Meng breathed a sigh of relief, it is undeniable that it is much easier to talk to smart people, it may have taken a long time to make a long report-style explanation, and get a magical streamlining, Meng is grateful, and said, "Yes, county lord." ”

The county lord of Yuqin was silent, and after a quarter of an hour, he seemed to deliberately let the topic of Lu Tu pass, and then said quietly: "Now, I want to know where the third young man will send me—it won't be, let me stay in this wilderness until dawn." ”

Classmate Meng thought for a while and said, "I thought of a good place, but I don't know if the county lord will give me a face?"

The county lord of Yuqin said: "It seems that I haven't heard that the kidnappers will discuss the issue of whether to appreciate the face with the kidnapped person when I was a child. "Uh-" Meng was sweating profusely, helpless, "Okay, let's go to West Lake at night." ”

The lord of Yuqin County said strangely: "Sanshao, it seems that we are outside the West Lake City now, okay, you don't think that the officers and soldiers guarding the city have understood the number of Zhuge gods, and the prophet will leave us the door." ”

Classmate Meng laughed, and while pulling the reins to turn the direction of the carriage, he said, "Lord Yuqin, how about we make a bet?"

The county lord of Yuqin is obviously not about winning or losing, but more concerned about the bet: "What to bet on?" Meng said: "Just bet that the losing party needs to meet a request from the other party in the future." The county lord of Yuqin said very simply: "Okay." ”