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Zhao Rui said with an awe-inspiring smile: "Nangong Yuan, you and Shen Tuo and Shen Yan were originally close friends, because of the royal family, the affairs of the rivers and lakes, they were killed, and you were also implicated. This time, Zheng Chengyun welcomed Shen Mo back to the court, which was really ill-intentioned. ”

"Hehe, you have never seen Zhao Wu who is not used to the Bloody Valley, and you don't like your best friend Shen Ying, I know that you like Liuxi, Shen Yan and Liu Xi got married, and I am afraid that you hate him the most in my heart, I think that Liu Xi was still rescued by you from the hands of Song Bing, and Shen Tuo and Shen Yan were also acquainted with because of this. ”

The corners of Nangong Yuan's mouth twitched, his sword eyebrows jumped, he remembered that snowy night on the Tufan Plateau, when he returned to the Central Plains from Khorezm and met Shen Tuo, if he hadn't met Shen Tuo, he wouldn't have gotten acquainted with Shen Tuo, maybe Liuxi would stay by his side.

The Tubo tribes, the Tubo tribes under the night sky are all white, a bunch of flickering bonfires are shining, the swordsman in green clothes Nangong Yuan is sitting next to a bonfire, his black eyes look over the snowfield, and the biting cold wind on the snowfield tore his clothes, whirring.

The earth rumbled, there was the sound of horses' hooves, a strong man rode a vigorous horse galloped, until the horse was near, Nangong Yuan could see clearly through the bonfire, and on the horseback was a mighty Song general holding a sword.

When Song Jiang saw Nangong Yuan, he hurriedly rolled off his horse and shouted: "I am Shen Tuo, the deputy commander of the Southern Song Dynasty, and Your Excellency is from the Song Dynasty." ”

"In Xia Nangong Yuan, it is the Song people" Nangong Yuan stood up and arched his hand and said, Shen Tuo took out a letter from his blood-red clothes, his face was sad, and he bowed down and said: "I have a reluctant request, I bother Your Excellency to send this letter to the Prime Minister's Mansion, this letter is related to the war between the Southern Song Dynasty and Tubo, and please be sure to agree." ”

Nangong Yuan knew that the war in Song Fan was urgent, and this letter was extremely important, so he took the letter, held it in his arms, and said: "The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and I, Nangong Yuan, am a Song person, and I will try my best to do what the general entrusts." ”。

Shen Tuo gratefully, holding a long knife, stood in front of Nangong Yuan, and shouted: "Brother, you go quickly, I will block the Tubo pursuers behind me." ”

"The general is righteous, admire and admire, as a Song person, how can I escape alone and advance and retreat with the general. ”。

"You and I meet in Pingshui, it's all up to my brothers' righteousness, I, Shen Tuo, am already grateful, this group of Tubo dogs is extremely powerful, how dare you bother your brother anymore, let your brother take a good life, brother or go quickly." Shen Tuo said urgingly.

"I have some confidence to deal with this group of Tubo dogs, Brother Nangong should not postpone it any longer. Nangong Yuan said with a slightly cold face, Shen Tuo took a long knife and pestle, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, a good man should be as righteous and cheerful as his brother, since the brother doesn't leave, we will fight our way out of the encirclement." ”

"Huh", there was a terrible beast roar in the distance, "Da Da Da" The sound of hooves of a hundred horses came from the snow field, and the leading Tubo general, with a flat nose and a black face, was staring at Nangong Yuan and the two of them sneering under the light of the bonfire.

"In vain, the first emperor of Tubo helped you fight against the Western Xia, but in exchange for revenge, you Song pigs are so immoral. The black-faced general scolded sharply.

"Mu Qinmao, Qinghai-Tibet was originally the territory of my Song Dynasty, taken by your Tubo dog, the two armies fought, the winner is the king, why do you have to say more, tonight is either you die or I die. Shen Tuo waved his long knife and shouted back.

"Haha, you have backbone, since you want to die, I will fulfill you. The corners of Mu Qinmao's mouth hung a cruel smile, and he snorted coldly, 'release the arrow', and the sound of 'Xiu Xiu Xiu' breaking the air was loud, and the dense and overwhelming long arrows rushed towards Nangong Yuan, and Nangong Yuan swept away a few long arrows.

Coincidentally, at this time, Shen Tuo shouted violently: "Brother, go quickly", Shen Tuo used a long knife to pry away the attacking Tibetan dog, galloped towards Nangong Yuan, Nangong Yuan performed light skills and got on the horse, and fled into the distance.

"Brother Shen, ...... you" Under the moonlight, Nangong Yuan asked uneasily when he saw blood flowing from Shen Tuo's back.

"I, no, it's okay" Shen Tuo said weakly, and he had already planted himself from the horse.

The sound of horses' hooves behind him kept approaching, Nangong Yuan grabbed Shen Tuo who had landed and threw him on the horse, looked at the Tubo soldiers behind him, and sneered.

Nangong Yuan was like a big eagle, jumped up on horseback, slid through a distance of more than ten zhang out of thin air, and grabbed towards Mu Qinmao, Mu Qinmao's eyes were fast, he grabbed a strong bow, set up a long arrow, and shot out, Nangong Yuan avoided it lightly, flashed quickly, leaned closer, used his grappling hand, and grabbed his right shoulder.

"Huh", a sharp knife light slashed towards Nangong Yuan, pointing at the Tianquan acupoint on his shoulder, Nangong Yuan was in a cold sweat on his back, and he turned his body and floated back quickly, only to feel the hot burning pain in his right shoulder, cracking half an inch of blood trough, and bleeding out, Nangong Yuan's middle index fingers were together, and he pointed at the 'qi and blood acupoint' on his shoulder.

Intercepting the acupoint to stop the bleeding was ineffective, the blood was still flowing out slowly, dripping on the snow, clattering, Nangong Yuan's face was pale, he looked into the distance, the soft Burmese knife under the moon couldn't help trembling, like a living snake, the blade was all dark red, the blood light was faint, it was extremely terrifying, and its sharpness was no less than any divine weapon in the world.

"Bloody Knife Monk. Nangong Yuan thought suddenly, secretly screaming is not good, the Blood Knife Monk is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, the Blood Knife Knife Technique is at its peak, it is difficult to deal with, and he didn't expect this person to hide in the Tubo army.

A thin old man in a red robe stood on the head of the horse, his appearance was not good, his face was thin, he looked at Nangong Yuan, and said with a hoarse smile: "Lord Zheng and the old monk have always had a friendship, the first few **** came to spit out to discuss state affairs, the old monk was worried that there was no gift to him, but you kid actually sent it to the door, I heard that you and Lord Zheng have a deep hatred, hehe, killing your kid is a big gift." ”

"Could it be that Zheng Chengyun wants to seize the Nine Yin True Scripture. Nangong Yuan's eyes were red and he replied.

"Hehe, it is rumored that the Nine Yin True Scripture is the first miracle in the world? Bullshit, bullshit, it's not as good as the old monk's bloody knife technique, Your Excellency claims to be decent, but his tone is so stinky, and the old monk looks down on you decent people who are fake public and private. The Blood Knife Monk raised his internal strength violently, performed a strange light skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, and suddenly jumped like a big bird, grabbed the blood knife with one hand, and slashed towards Nangong Yuan.

Nangong Yuan's body shook, drew his sword and rotated, opened the blood knife, and stabbed towards the blood knife monk's chest 'Tianchi Acupoint', the blood knife monk's wrist turned, the blood knife turned, and the horizontal knife blocked the long sword.

Nangong Yuan suddenly rose from the ground, the long sword stabbed out, the blood knife monk knife turned at will, blocking the long sword, Nangong Yuan's body flashed, jumped back on the sword body, pointed the sword sideways, as fast as chasing the wind, stabbed to the blood knife monk's 'famous acupoint', the tip of the sword was hidden, it was not terrifying

The thin body of the Blood Knife Monk fell forward, and with his toes supporting his body and the ground, he slashed across the snowfield, dodging the long sword, and his bald head suddenly drilled out from under his crotch, and flew from the creeping ground, and the blood knife slashed towards Nangong Yuan's thigh.

Nangong Yuan's long sword was thrown down, the blood knife collapsed, and it was cut out vertically, and the blood knife monk's body rotated to avoid the long sword, wielding the blood knife, and the blood knife blade spun and flew out from the neck.

"Ah" Nangong Yuan snorted, and quickly floated backwards, and suddenly an extra blood groove appeared on his wrist.

The blood knife monk snatched the flying blood knife, and said with a cruel smile: "As the saying goes, 'the road is one foot high, the devil is one foot high', your monk grandfather is the demon of Zhanggao, you kid boasts of the right way, only the ruler Xu, how to fight with the ruler." ”

"Blood Knife Monk, if you kill people like hemp and rape and kill women, you will not die well. Nangong Yuan's green robe was stained red with blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he shouted in a low voice.

The Blood Knife Monk pulled the blood knife and cut several zhang on the snow, and the blood knife seemed to dance in his palm, shooting out a thrilling red light, slashing towards Nangong Yuan.

Nangong Yuan suddenly shouted, the sword was swept out as an iron rod, the blood knife was erected, the long sword was waved, the enemy was thousands of troops, and the wind and thunder were in full swing.

This sword stabbed straight at the left shoulder of the blood knife monk, the blood knife monk let out a big breath of white air, sweating on his forehead, his body turned upside down, his head hit the ground, he slid on the snow for a few feet, flashed behind Nangong Yuan, avoided the long sword, flicked the blood knife half-buried in the snow with two fingers, and the blood knife ejected and flew away, jumping into the air.

The Blood Knife Monk formed his hands into palms, slapped the snow, flew upside down, caught the Blood Knife with both feet, and slashed towards Nangong Yuan's back in the cold wind.

Nangong Yuan only felt cold, and hurriedly used the sword shadow to split the light, and six sword rays were born from the tip of the sword. Seeing this, the Blood Knife Monk narrowed his eyes, his body rotated rapidly, the Blood Knife swung rapidly, and the six sword rays were instantly extinguished.

"Haha, bitch. ”

White gas came out from the top of the blood knife monk's head, and the sword light sank, slashing towards Nangong Yuan's head, Nangong Yuan's posture was like Xiu Xun flying, sideways to avoid the blood knife, and stabbed back the sword.

The Blood Knife Monk flicked the blood knife, hit back the long sword, rotated his body, intersected his legs, clamped the blood knife shot back, and slashed at Nangong Yuan's waist.

"Hmm" Nangong Yuan snorted, endured the pain, the bright red blood flowing out of his waist stained his clothes red, Nangong Yuan was physically and mentally alert, his eyes swept over the snowfield, and the blood knife monk disappeared out of thin air, Nangong Yuan only felt frightened, and was about to retreat, saying that it was too late, it was fast, and a black shadow suddenly appeared under the snow, and a terrifying blood knife slashed towards his crotch.

Nangong Yuan's pores were all open, and cold sweat flowed down, Nangong Yuan's long knife waved, quickly intercepted the blood knife, and floated to the right, the blood knife monk turned over to the right, the blood knife in his hand was no longer there, and the blood knife disappeared between his feet, and the 'whew' cut out, adding blood to Nangong Yuan's thigh.

The Bloody Knife Monk laughed, burrowed into the snow, lurked quietly, and never came out again. Nangong Yuan didn't dare to be careless at all, and he used light skills to float in the air, not daring to land, and the two were deadlocked with each other.

Blood continued to flow out, Nangong Yuan's face became more and more pale, his internal strength was not as deep as that of the Blood Sword Monk, and he did not dare to rush down to the bottom of the snow.

Although he knew that the Blood Knife Monk was hiding under the snow, Nangong Yuan had to stab at the snow with his long sword, hoping to use his strength to return to the air, and the tip of the sword was grounded.

Nangong Yuan took a mouthful of blazing coldness, and his left hand turned into a palm and slashed towards the Blood Knife Monk, who hurriedly retracted the knife, jumped back into the snow in a hurry, and disappeared immediately.

Nangong Yuan was waiting to relax, and in an instant, the red light suddenly rose, and the Blood Knife Monk sneaked to Nangong Yuan's back, jumped out of the ground, and slashed at his back, Nangong Yuan couldn't dodge, his back opened the bloody mouth, he couldn't care about the pain, gritted his teeth and fought the long sword, and stabbed seven or eight swords at the Blood Knife Monk, the Blood Knife Monk was careless for a while, and added sword marks to his chest, and disappeared again when he got to the bottom of the snow.

The Blood Knife Monk hid in the snow, and never appeared in the half cup of tea, Nangong Yuan took advantage of the situation to float to Mu Qinmao's side, just wanting to catch him, the Blood Knife Monk suddenly burst out from the bottom of the snow, split the horse's belly, drilled out of the horse's belly, and slashed towards Nangong Yuan.

Nangong Yuan was in a hurry, how could he have expected that the sword blood monk would hide here and wait for him to take the bait, and add a blood groove to his chest, Nangong Yuan hurriedly sent out his palms, used the blazing cold, slapped towards the snow, and used light skills to grab Shen Tuo, and floated away into the distance, not daring to hit Mu Qinmao's idea again.

"Blood Knife Monk, why don't you chase it. Mu Qinmao shouted angrily.

"Hehe, this kid is going to Huashan, he will definitely meet Master Zheng, naturally there is no return, don't pay attention to it. The Blood Knife Monk licked his lips, looked at Mu Qinmao, and said with a wicked smile: "General Mu Qin, when will your fifteen beauties be sent to this monk, hehe! ”

"Hmph, you don't need to worry, I'll send it myself. Mu Qinmao replied coldly. (To be continued.) )