"Rub it!" Bai Yi suppressed the churning qi and blood, like a black butterfly, his posture was elegant and noble, he moved sideways to the side and stood, and the wooden fan shook and smiled: "Your Excellency has still thought about tricks!"

Gong Qianqiu's face was cold, thinking that Murong Fu was chic and elegant, graceful and luxurious, alert and wise, and his Murong family's mastery was more able to make the opponent's tricks, it seemed that Murong Fu was him. The soldiers and horses were surging outside the post station, but it was the army of King Chuang who killed it, Ruan Sanzai and Yu Zhenzi knew that it was not suitable to fight for a long time, so they quickly joined Gong Qianqiu and went to kill outside the post station.

A cold long sword stabbed suddenly, and the white clothes shrank slightly, and spread out the folding fan. Sun Zhongjun was lightly slighted by Yu Zhenzi, and the hatred in his heart had nowhere to vent, and the sword light in his hand was like a rainbow, poking at the throat of the white cloth, and he was about to stab him to death with a sword. Leng Miaoci stomped on his jade feet, pulled out the silver bell ribbon on his thin waist, and pulled up the snow-white waves like a sea tide, wrapping around the waist of the white clothes.

Sun Zhongjun's immortal ape swordsmanship is as majestic as a mountain when it is dignified, and when it is light, if the breeze is untraceable, unpredictable, it is quite the true transmission of the immortal ape swordsmanship, and the white clothes look at the sword turned into seven or eight swords, and use the fan sword to make the same move, Sun Zhongjun's internal strength is far inferior to that of white clothes, if it is hard to die, he will definitely die.

She was about to withdraw her sword in a panic, but it was too late, the wooden fan exuded a fierce sword intent, took a wisp of green silk next to her ear, cut off the wisp of green silk, shook her wrist, the wooden fan slammed together, and patted Sun Zhongjun's fragrant shoulder, she was soft, and was instantly restrained by white clothes.

The silver bell made a pleasant sound, the snow-white streamer danced like a silver snake, and the white lotus bloomed with Leng Miaoci's graceful figure to completely annihilate the white clothes, and the white hand shadows were like thousands of overlapping shadows, Leng Miaoci only felt a pain in his wrist, and the silver bell streamer was instantly taken away by him, and the white clothes used Leng Miaoci's binding method to wrap her waist around and throw it into the air.

Guan Yan's manuscript flew towards Leng Miaoci, her white jade arm wrapped around her waist, and she glanced at Bai Yi with flattery: "Slave Guan Yan, this son is Nan Murong?"

The white clothes looked at Yuan Chengzhi to unlock Sun Zhongjun's acupoint, his face was full of sadness, absent-minded, his eyes were full of worry, obviously missing his lover.

"Nan Murong is famous, how dare I admit it, under He Yu. ”

"General Yuan, King Chuang is waiting for you in Lanxi Camp, saying that there is a big matter to discuss, and I ask General Yuan to go with me quickly. "A handsome-looking, silver-armored man walked into the post station, this person is called Gao Jie, he and the king Li Zicheng started as a thief, nicknamed the mountain harrier, one hand harrier eagle skills are very clever, is one of Li Zicheng's fierce generals.

Guan Yan threw a wink at Gao Jie and said with a smile: "General Yuan's sweetheart was captured by the Chess Immortal Sect, how can he be in the mood to discuss major matters!"

Bai Yi thought that Wen Qingqing and the Chess Immortal Sect had already broken up, and the five elders of the Wen family who captured Qingqing must be the treasure map of Emperor Yang of Sui, which was very bad. Yuan Chengzhi's face was slightly pale, and a voice sounded in his ears, "Brother Yuan, I'm Ye Baiyi, let's go to see King Chuang first, and then I'll accompany you to Quzhou Shiliang to save the Qingqing girl." ”

"This ...... Brother He Yu, thank you for your righteous action just now, I am gathering fierce generals under the command of King Chuang, you might as well go and take a look with Yuan, and you can do a big career. "Yuan Chengzhi is the general of King Chuang, in charge of all major military affairs, although Guan Yan and other women are dissatisfied with Bai Yi, but they have not said anything to refute.

"I'm about to go to Lanxi, since Brother Yuan invites us, let's go together!" Bai Yi showed a lazy smile, looked at Sun Zhongjun and Leng Miaoci unscrupulously, and said with a provocative smile: "What's more, with beautiful women to accompany you, you can have more fun if you want to come." ”

The sky was cloudy, the goose-feather snow was falling, and along the way, the mountains, fields, and villages were shrouded in white snowflakes, the earth was covered in silver, and the wind was howling and tearing people's faces.

The army of hundreds of people kept advancing against the strong wind, and the fierce wind poured into his clothes, but it was a biting pain, and the waterspouts in Baiyi's body operated automatically, and the falling snowflakes flew and swirled around him, unable to invade his body.

"Brother Yuan, what's the anecdote on the rivers and lakes recently?"

Leng Miaoci was wearing a silver fox light fur, her pink lips were frozen snow-white, and she sneered coldly: "It turns out that you don't know anything, so you dare to come to the Central Plains." ”

"Oh, what does the girl know?"

The wind poured into Sun Zhongjun's small jacket, and he felt a tingling pain in his chest that was pinched by Yu Zhenzi, and shouted irritably: "The traitor of the Demon Sect, Ye Baiyi, was killed by a female disciple of the Emei faction, and this matter is always very happy, I only hate that I didn't stab him with a sword in person." ”

"If Zhou Zhi of the Emei faction doesn't know what to do, he fell in love with a demon of the Demon Sect, and the scandal of the demon in the Xiangyang Inn and the martial arts conference is in the rivers and lakes. ”

Sun Zhongjun patted off the six-petal snowflakes that were sticking to his hair in front of his chest, his face was slightly red, and he continued: "Fortunately, she can find out her way back and kill that man with a sword through her heart!"

Bai Yi's heart tingled, and he covered his heart and said, "That's really a sad thing! I heard that he beheaded Wen and assimilated and killed Mu Gaofeng, how could the demon sect demon do such a thing?"

Leng Miaoci rubbed his little hands, sighed into the palm of his hand, and said with disdain: "He's putting on a show! Killing Wen Assimilation is for wealth, and killing Mu Gaofeng is for fame." ”

"Oh, then he's dead!"

Yuan Chengzhi listened to Bai Yi's self-deprecation, with an embarrassed look on his face, but it was difficult to debunk his identity, and he was worried about Wen Qingqing in his heart, but he was silent.

"General Gao, what's going on over there in Beiqing!"

The wind and snow blew Guan Yan's coquettish voice, Gao Jie straightened up and shouted majestically: "Ao Bai was captured and imprisoned in the heavenly prison by the little emperor, but Ao Bai was powerful, but the little emperor did not dare to kill him. ”

Leng Miaoci took out a mirror, watched the bright red handprints on Yu's face fade away, and said, "Aobai's martial arts are strong, how can he be easily subdued by the little emperor?"

"I'm afraid no one knows about this!"

There was nothing to say all the way, and in the evening, the snow slowly fell, and everyone came to the camp of King Chuang, and on the golden chair sat a magnificent man wearing battle armor, dignified appearance, and powerful force, he was like a violent lion, exuding a fierce aura, this person was Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang.

The general on Li Zicheng's right hand is burly, with thick eyebrows and square face, a mighty appearance, and a crab pincer-like weapon in his hand, which is known as Liu Zongming, who is known as the 'crab claw knife'.

He is brave and good at fighting, and has made great contributions, and has won the trust and respect of Li Zicheng, and he is the first to sit in the first place of the Eight Great Generals. The man next to Liu Zongmiao has decadent long hair, two pointed ears next to his long face, and he looks like a donkey, but he is full of strong muscles, he is a 'Gai Hu' with a reed leaf gun, and Li Zicheng is a fellow villager.

On Li Zicheng's left hand side is a strategist, his dark face is full of frost and wrinkles, this person's name is Song Xiance, known as the 'Shushu' military advisor, he is very knowledgeable, especially proficient in Shushu, and is rumored to be able to predict good luck and evil. Because he was proficient in Qimen Dunjia and Tu Yu, Li Zicheng worshipped him as a god, and even the name of 'King Chuang' was given by him.

"Red and green, every year in the twilight of the dynasty, the veins are still in the veins, and the flounder is always flounder, General Yuan, do you know these two sentences?"

There was a solemnity in the camp tent, King Li Zicheng looked indifferent, and tasted the wine quietly, Song Xiance touched his shiny beard, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and said this sentence with a smile.

Guan Yan's white fingers played with a purple grape, looked at Yuan Chengzhi, who had a cold face, put the grape into the cherry red pink mouth, bit the grape lightly and said, "Yuan Gongzi, where is the treasure of Emperor Yang of Sui?"

Yuan Chengzhi stood up and said coldly: "This sentence was written by Xia Xueyi, the golden snake langjun, to his lover Wen Yi, just to express his lovesickness, there is no other meaning, the king summoned me back to the camp If it is the treasure of Emperor Yang of Sui, then please take it and see it!"

Si Pa flew towards King Chuang and landed on the table, King Chuang picked up Si Pa into his hand and read: "In the old days, Wang Xie was an ordinary house, crying in vain, where is the hatred of the family, Jiang Han ruthless water flowing, is this the secret of the treasure." ”

"The king, the Song military master is clever, and he can naturally unlock the secret, this silk handkerchief is a relic given to his beloved wife by Xia seniors, and please return it to me. ”

"General Yuan, you see that it is freezing outside, the wind is howling, and at this time the smoke is everywhere, and the war is raging, and how many people are not well fed and clothed! ”

He touched the tears in the corners of his eyes, handed the silk handkerchief in his hand to Yuan Chengzhi and said, "General Yuan, this king just wants to take out the treasure as soon as possible and seek the well-being of the people of the world!"

"King, I, Yuan Chengzhi, will definitely help the people of the world find the treasure, but Qingqing was captured by the five old monsters of the Chess Immortal Sect, this matter cannot be delayed, I need to go to Quzhou. ”

The white clothes looked at the majestic King Chuang who was wearing a tiger skin and said: "I often hear that King Chuang took in hungry people, opened a warehouse for disaster relief, and saw the true face of King Chuang, what an honor!"

Li Zicheng looked at the white clothes, saw that he had an extraordinary appearance, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to fill the wine with horns and said: "This time I was able to rescue the granddaughter, thanks to the great help of the young man, this king toasts you." ”

When Bai Yi and Yuan Chengzhi left the barracks, the bleak moonlight had been sprinkled with snow, Bai Yi and Yuan Chengzhi parted ways, Yuan Chengzhi went west along Qujiang, Bai Yi rode a horse and walked on a dry road, he probably had a grudge against the water, and every time he took a boat, there was no good result.

He was like a black lightning galloping across the endless wilderness, and the little snow fell all over his sable fluff, and he had just left less than a mile when a point of light suddenly appeared in the distance, and he followed the light. The lights went out suddenly, and a terrible scream broke through the silence of the night. The cry was like a cry, like a complaint, if angry and grudging, it was creepy.

The blood stains on the snow refuted, and a dry corpse fell in a pool of blood, it was the second master of the Black Wind Village, the Yaksha stick Jing Taiping, his yang energy was sucked dry, and his death was miserable.

The footprints around him were messy, and there was still the fragrance of the woman, and he chased after the residual fragrance in the air, but turned back into a small forest outside the camp of King Chuang.

In the woods, the bodies of the two white flowers were entwined, and the white clothes used the turtle breath to gather the breath of the whole body, and looked at it carefully by the moonlight. That man was the Gai Hu he had seen in the barracks during the day, the woman had a coquettish physique, a graceful figure, and a gorgeous and charming figure, but she was Han Jin'er, the wife of King Chuang.