The lonely fisherman did not catch Xuan Ming's life, but fled in embarrassment with a hole that almost came out of his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuan Ming stood in front of the fisherman, and behind him was the heavy four-legged black fish that he had split with his sword all the way.

In order to block Xuan Ming's blade, the Lone Fishing Soul Weng had no intention of saving his creation. Even so, he still walked in front of the ghost gate and was seriously injured.

With a whistle, Xuan Ming summoned the snow to his side, mounted his horse and walked slowly towards the east.

There was an Emperor Qing Qi in front of him, who was a greater threat to the people around him, and Xuan Ming didn't want to worry more about the Blood Refining Sect. During this period of time, I will leave it to talk to them later!

Riding a horse slowly is to be able to retain the horsepower of guerrilla fighting when encountering the Huangqing cavalry for a while, and stepping on the snow is now extraordinary, which makes Xuan Ming cherish it even more.

People travel the world, white clothes and white horses.

The horse steps on the rivers and lakes, and the has a black heart.

Without saying anything all the way, a broken wall appeared in front of Xuan Ming, the wind carried the fine snow to blow the barren sand, and the stubborn dead grass rose in the brick gap.

This Zheng Han Ancient City looked empty from the outside, but Xuan Ming knew that it was just an illusion, and the eyes of one or two people were looking at him loomingly.

The vigilance of this Feihan Gate is still a bit of a doorway, in a place that looks like the ruins of the city gate, Xuan Ming stopped his horse, took out the Feihan Gate mark given to him by Qiu Feng, and raised it in the direction of Zheng Han Ancient City.

One of the eyes that was paying attention to Xuan Ming disappeared, and Xuan Ming waited quietly.

"We don't know each other all our lives, what are you doing with me?"

Chu Yudi, who was dressed in a military uniform inside and a fierce silver armor outside, appeared in stride and walked towards Xuan Ming. A young girl in soft armor in red followed her.

Xuan Ming glanced at the woman and lowered his eyelids instantly. I didn't see it for a while, where did Chu Yudi provoke such a woman.

If this woman is beautiful, it is not to the extent that she is shocking to the world. But she has jade and soft skin, a charming appearance, and looks like snow under the moon, which is the whitest of so many women Xuan Ming has met since her debut. It's like a dazzling white jade, which makes Xuan Ming feel a little eye-catching.

"Brother Xuanming, the friend of the Feihan Sect who is watching you described your appearance, I guessed that it was you, please here!" Chu Yudi stopped by the raised mound and said loudly.

Xuan Ming dismounted and led the snow towards him, and saluted back as he walked: "Excuse me, let's see what we can do to help, just this matter, and then settle another wave." Who is this?" Xuan Ming rolled his eyes and motioned for Chu Yudi to introduce.

"A little sister who came out of nowhere, always clinging to me when we first met. You say, Brother Xuanming, what can I do?" Chu Yudi, who had put down the Luofeng spear, recovered a little bit of the poor mouth that Xuan Ming had when he first met him.

Xuan Ming shook his head, seeing that Chu Yudi didn't introduce him, and didn't ask again, he smiled slightly and said, "Haha, Brother Yudi, you have a love debt, what are you doing to find a poor way?" As Xuan Ming's words fell, Chu Yudi's face did not change, but the red-clothed girl who followed him lowered her head to hide her slightly flushed face. Seeing this, Xuan Ming smiled kindly in his heart, and followed Chu Yudi and the others into the ancient city of Zheng Han.

The flying snow in the sky fell on their heads, but they still couldn't hide the black and red colors under the plain white cloak, and the Hanfu was like their red blood, exuding a unique style in the ruins of the ancient city of Zheng Han.

The bonfire in front of Xuan Ming was only Xuanyuan Muxue and Chaiyin, as well as three weapons standing upright and upright.

"Xuan Ming is here too, okay, so our chances of winning are a little bigger. Xuanyuan Mu stood up suddenly, and the snow fell in a trickle, not pouring half a minute on the bonfire. He was concentrating on the battle with the Emperor Qingqi, and it seemed that Xuan Ming's previous accusation of alarming the ghosts and gods at the Huamian Post Station had not been taken to heart by him.

If it weren't for the fact that the current situation in Xuanyuan Hill was fought hard by the Yudi brothers for me in the Sword Shrine Illusion Realm, how could Poor Dao participate in the matter of alarming the ghosts and gods? Of course, he would not have said this idea at this time, and perhaps never said it.

"At the right time, we can't just sit idly by. What are Brother Mu Xue's plans?"

Xuanyuan Muxue took out one of the short guns and drew a few pictures on the ground, and the topographical map of the hometown of the Yellow Emperor of Xuanyuan Hill jumped in front of him. He pointed to the two southernmost Han Que and said: "The Huangqing Banner Horse Army in Xuanyuan Hill is mainly stationed between the two Han Que and Xuanyuan Bridge, and some of them are stationed in the ancestral hall of the Yellow Emperor's hometown. Although our Feihanmen has a small strength in Yuzhou County, there is not a single war horse in the whole gate. We need someone who can occupy the Xuanyuan Bridge before us and cut off the connection between the Huangqing Banner people on the north and south banks of the Jishui River. Originally, Chu Yudi said that he could complete this task alone, but now if I add the Dao Chief, I will be more sure, and I am not as worried about Chu Yudi's safety as I was before. ”

"When the two of them were fighting against thousands of troops on the Xuanyuan Bridge, Qiu Feng and I raised the fire as a signal, and we would lead people to attack Xuanyuan Hill from the north and south at the same time. I will quickly purge the small group of Houqing people in the ancestral hall of the Yellow Emperor's hometown, and then hope that the two can be the vanguard and lead us across the bridge to attack the remaining Huangqing banner people. ”

When Xuanyuan Muxue was talking, Xuanming held his hands throughout the whole process. After he finished speaking, Xuan Ming didn't think for too long, then shook his head and said: "Brother Mu Xue, our roles have been changed, I will lead your people into the ancestral hall of the Yellow Emperor's hometown, and step on the snow to borrow you and Chu Yudi to stop the enemy on the bridge." ”

Xuan Ming said this only because he thought he was not good at horse fighting, not that he was afraid of falling into a siege and accidentally dying. Xuanyuan Muxue did not hesitate when she heard this, and immediately nodded in agreement with Xuanming's plan. In his early years, he traveled all over the world, and he was not a mediocre fighter on horseback.

It was agreed, Xuan Ming turned around and whispered a few words in Taxue's ear, and handed the reins to Xuanyuan Muxue's hand.

It's getting late, and it's time for them to move.

Without much delay, Xuanyuan Muxue pulled out another short spear, flew on the horse and carried out the internal force, and said loudly: "Colleagues, those thieves who are immortal in the Later Qing Dynasty, first teamed up with a group of demons to harm many of my friends and brothers of Xuanyuan Wei, and now they have entered Xuanyuan Hill with the intention of delaying my Huaxia national fortune. Since Feihan Gate is named after Feihan, what should we do?!"

The Feihanmen people who were sitting or standing in Siye opened their half-drooping eyelids and saw starlight. They didn't say a word, but the sound of drawing their swords one after another sounded as if they were playing a melody of the nine days of phoenix singing.

"Let's go!"

Treading snow carried Xuanyuan Muxue to the south first, and at this time, the mist of the four hooves of treading snow was illuminated by the glow, reflecting a fiery red, but there was still no trace.

Chu Yudi also picked up Luo Feng Fei and got on his horse, and arched his hand towards Xuan Ming: "Brother Xuan Ming, we will talk about it after the war." His hands trembled with excitement from the imminent battle, and he galloped south under the worried gaze of the girl in red.