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Xuan Chao and Dieche, who came to find their way, stepped into this place.

Xuanfeng and Chu Yudi had already woken up and took Xuan Xuan to bask in the sunset in the courtyard. But Xuan Ming didn't show any signs of waking up for a long time, and was still lying on the hospital bed.

Xuan Chao stopped the medical marquis who had just walked out of the ward where Xuan Ming was, which was commonly known as the medical officer of the Wuhou Mansion.

"Hello, how is my junior brother's situation?"

The medical marquis was wearing a white coat outside the Wuhou uniform, and he lifted his gaze from the checklist. Seeing Xuan Chao and Die Che, his eyes lit up, and after all, he didn't look rudely for too long, and replied: "Xuan Ming is not in danger of life, but he can't wake up from the coma for a long time, and we are thinking of a way." ”

"They eat at the same table, why are my little sisters and friends awake, but my junior brother is not awake?"

"I don't know. The doctor shook his head helplessly, as if because he felt a bit embarrassed to say that he didn't know in front of a beautiful woman, he quickly turned around and left.

Is Xuan Ming really dizzy, in fact, he has been awake, but his consciousness is deep in the dream, and he can't open his eyes. He stood in the perspective of a bystander and experienced it for a long, long time・・・・・・

In the dream, a hundred years ago Weapons Street, a teahouse.

At this time, the national glory of the previous dynasty will not end, and the pedestrians on the road still have the money rattail that represents the minions.

In the corner of the teahouse, there were two people from the rivers and lakes who were chatting quietly. They were all dressed in yellow, and the hats on their heads were wrapped in a layer of yellow cloth, and they never put them down, and the long swords in their hands seemed to be ready to roar out at any time.

These two people, a man and a girl, are Ye Yang's grandparents, and the Ye family at this time has not yet been included in Longquan Sword Village.

"Husband, I heard that the recovery of Shenzhou has reached outside Huiji County. ”

"Well, a couple of friends gave me this. ”

The man took a letter from his bosom, placed it on the table, and handed it over.

"Yanhuang?"

"Hmm. ”

Lan pointed lightly, and a yellowed piece of letter paper was pinched out, obviously the letter was not written recently.

"How could it be the Xiang family and the Chen family?" After reading the content, the woman was surprised.

"It's the Xiang family and the Chen family, madam, let's go. ”

"It's unbelievable. The woman shook her head and stood up and picked up her sword.

Lifting the curtain of the teahouse, a large group of people was already quietly gathered outside.

"Mr. Ye, Mrs. Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time, and the virtuous couple are still so high-profile. You also know that bright yellow is the royal color of my Qing Dynasty. If you are so arrogant in broad daylight, aren't you afraid that the emperor will blame you and attract God's punishment?"

The one who led people around the two of them was the city lord of Kucang City appointed by the previous dynasty. This person said the emperor on the left and the emperor on the right, and there was not much respect on his face, and saying this was more like a routine.

"Yuanlin, your ancestors are also descendants of Yan and Huang who grew up drinking the water of the Yangtze River, and the time for the Qing Demon is running out, so it's time for you to change your court. Besieged, Mr. Ye replied without any panic.

"Joke, I am the lord of Kuocang City and the garrison of the Kuocang Green Battalion, who is the same ancestor as you clothed minions. Maybe you can lend me your head, and I will be able to remember which great-ancestor may be related to you. ”

"Tut-tut, the whole world is going to be recovered by the Han people, and you still hold on to the thighs of your Tunguska people?"

"I'm only interested in how much silver is worth in the skulls of the virtuous couple and how much silver you have on them. ”

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence. The people of the Green Camp themselves are abandoning national righteousness and hypnotizing their own money-worshipping executioners by killing their fellow clansmen.

Mr. Ye didn't say anything more, he smiled coldly, took out a handful of jewelry from his arms, and stretched it out in front of his eyes.

"You want it, but this?"

In a greedy gaze, the small handful of jewels slipped from Mr. Ye's hand and shattered to the ground.

Looking at the regretful expressions of the soldiers of the Green Battalion around him, Mr. Ye smiled again.

"Haha, the dignified Heaven and the Heavenly Dynasty, in ancient times, Uncle Boyi starved to death in Shouyang Mountain, and now there are only human dogs left all over the world who bark when they hear gold. ”

"You should take a good look, in addition to gold, silver and jade, I also have this mountain dwelling sword intent on my body!"

Thousands of years of lonely mountain belief is not lonely, how can the crane return to Ding Ling.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.

The heavy sword behind his waist instantly appeared in Mr. Ye's hand, and he jumped up, and the heavy sword slammed into the ground along his arm.

Before landing on the ground, the sword qi burst out in mid-air, and illusory cracks extended in all directions, instantly stunning a large group of Green Battalion soldiers.

Yuan Lin was also listed, and Mr. Ye smiled confidently. His body changed again, and the heavy sword that had smashed on the ground was lifted by him again, and his body curled up like the wind with both hands.

There is a way that is the deep blue and exquisite in the depths of Ruiyun, and Wushan obliquely comes out of the brocade screen.

The heavy sword that Mr. Ye held in both hands turned into a spinning blade. The place where the bright yellow whirlwind passed was full of stumps and broken arms, and the screams came and went, and the mourning was endless.

Yuan Lin was cut into several pieces first, and his face still maintained an expression of disbelief. Maybe he was thinking that in the face of the Ye family, he should have raised himself.

In one face, the city lord of Cangcheng was already dead, and the soldiers of the green battalion he brought were scattered.

When Mr. Ye's bright yellow figure stopped with a heavy sword, the soldiers of the Green Battalion, who were originally surrounding the teahouse, either fled into the distance, or stopped in the distance to be on guard, and did not come forward.

Mr. Ye gently took off the hat, and his hair tied with a yellow headband hung down, which was blown by the wind and dyed with a little blood.

He walked step by step towards Mrs. Ye, who was looking at him with a smile, and then laughed as well.

Wait for him to come to him.

"Why is it that when you are old, you still use tricks like a second young master, and you don't kill ordinary two. ”

At this time, the wind turned over a large white head on Mr. Ye's head, and then looked at it, the hair had become black and white.

Mr. Ye laughed, and the vein of youth madness in his smile was just like the old days when he first met Mrs. Ye.

"I'm a member of the Sword Ye family, that's it. ”

"Brother Ye, Mrs. Ye!"

Suddenly, someone shouted on a street corner, and the remaining soldiers of the Green Battalion in the distance were scattered. It was the Xiang and Chen families who contacted them who brought private soldiers to help.

The first two, they wore square scarves on their heads, dressed in Qianming costumes, and wore Longquan swords at their waists. Walking around, it was like the return of the Han officials.

"Brother Xiang, Brother Chen. Seeing the outfits of the two, I was filled with emotion for some reason. ”

"Haha, let's go, let's talk about it in our village. When Xiang Jiyu, the leader, heard this, his face was indescribably happy, and he didn't look at the corpses all over the ground, so he invited.

"Please. ”

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Soon, Xuan Ming opened his eyes, and it was vaguely visible in his dream that the last thing that Chen and Mrs. Ye walked with Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye was like the Cambridge outside Longquan Sword Village today.

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I worked, and I was adjusting my personal life and plan, so the update was late.

Today's anniversary of the July 7 Incident, the Yangtze River basin is still flooding, here I wish the country and the people peace. At this time, the hardest work is still our people's soldiers.