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In front of Baifu Village, the carriages and horses are embraced, and the woods in front of the village, almost every other tree, there is a horse tied, which is very spectacular, and the neighing of horses sounds from time to time, as if they are greeting each other.

"Drive!"

"Yu --!"

A young horse rode on the dust, and the sound of horses' hooves hit the plantains like rain, dull and eager, which made people feel irritated when they heard it.

There are two servants who welcome guests, a middle-aged and a young man, who are sitting on the stone steps in front of the village and shaking, shaking, because it is noon at this time, the birthday banquet of the owner of the village has begun, and the guests who can come have already arrived, and they are here, just to prevent anyone from delaying on the road and coming late.

Hearing the sound of hurried horses' hooves, they woke up from their naps, got up from the stone steps in front of the village, slapped their backs a few times, patted the dust on their light brown robes, walked a few steps, and came to stand in front of a wall with a smiling lucky star painted on it, and looked at the avenue facing the wall.

"I want to see the owner of the house right away--! hoarse voice came from afar, and at the same time, a palm-sized silver medal was held high, and although the sun was dim, the two welcoming governors could still see at a glance that it was the waist card of the owner's personal guard.

The young man hurried to the gate of the village to inform the housekeeper of the village, while the other middle-aged man with a simple face tied his long shirt around his waist and prepared to walk his horse, for after such a gallop, he must stop slowly, jog for a while, and then stop completely, otherwise the horse would be injured.

In the blink of an eye, a horse that could not see the face clearly rushed to the front of the wall, "Yu--" sound, clear as a dragon's roar, two flashing cold hooves stood up in front of them, the horse's legs on the muscles seemed to be about to break, the horse's hooves almost stepped to welcome the governor, fortunately he was vigorous, and familiar with the horse's nature, lightly jumped, to the side of the horse.

Immediately, the knight was covered with dust, his hair was scattered, he could barely see his true face, his eyebrows were haggard, his eyes were a little confused, but he was still extraordinary, and when the horse was still upright, he kicked his feet and fell steadily, still holding the silver medal in one hand, and shook it in front of the governor of the welcomer, and his voice was hoarse: "Brother Li, I want to see the owner immediately!"

"It's you, okay, let's go, Xiao Wang has already informed the butler!" The middle-aged welcoming governor finally recognized the knight, nodded hurriedly, and took the reins.

Seeing the knight staggering forward, the middle-aged greeting governor shook his head, knowing that he must have been riding for too long, and the inside of his legs was afraid that he had already worn out, and the pain was unbearable when he walked.

Looks like something big is about to happen!" he looked at the gloomy sky with some apprehension, feeling indescribably depressed.

But what do these things have to do with his little servant? He could not help laughing at his unfounded worries, and with a slight leap of breadth and stretched out to his horse, the young horse did not resist, but turned around meekly, and trotted along the road from which he came.

Due to the pain in the inner thigh, the knight who hurried in gradually cleared up his confused eyes, shook his head vigorously, and saw an old man in a green shirt standing in front of the door, with white hair and an amiable face, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, handed over the silver medal tightly in his hand, and hissed: "Old Chen, the villain has an urgent report!"

That old Chen is the housekeeper of this village, and he looks like a lucky star on the wall at the end of the avenue.

"Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly!" Chen Lao, who was dressed in a green shirt, said with a smile, his voice was gentle and calm, he saw the appearance of the owner's personal guard, and knew that something big would happen, but he was still calm and calm, as if nothing happened.

"Yes,...... The villain and his party had a bad time, but they met Sun Ziming,...... After a few brothers fought to the death, they asked the villain to come back and report the news...... Please let me know as soon as possible...... Owner ,......"

His body shook a little, he blinked vigorously, and after a few words with difficulty, it was as if his bones had been sucked out of his body, and he slumped to the ground.

The young greeting governor who was standing on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, but he couldn't help but scream, his face turned pale suddenly, and he looked at Steward Chen with some horror.

Steward Chen glared at him, but he couldn't help but be frightened, at this time, the knight's face had turned red, like rouge, indescribably weird.

The young greeting governor held him with one hand, and probed his snort with the other, suddenly let go of his hand, and let him fall to the ground with a "bang", his eyes were a little dazed, and he slowly turned to the butler, his face was miserable, and he said softly: "He's dead!"

"Dead?!" Steward Chen frowned, his face remained unchanged, he bowed his hand, nodded slowly, turned to the young man next to him and ordered, "Get him into the idle guest room, keep your mouth shut!"

"Yes, the villain knows!" The young greeting governor saw the cold light in Chen Lao's eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Chen Laofu lowered his body again and pulled out the silver medal in the hand of the dead knight, only to find that the silver medal was so hot that it seemed to be taken out in boiling water.

"Alas--!" He turned around and walked, although his expression was calm, but his heart was turbid, this grandson was so clever and domineering in his martial arts, and he put yin energy on the Zhuang owner's guard, and the attack time could be controlled so accurately, it was really terrifying!

In the hall of Baifuzhuang, the aroma of wine and vegetables are mixed together, which makes people unable to distinguish, and there are ten tables of banquets in the hall, which are full, and the sound of laughter and fist guessing is endless, almost wanting to break the roof.

After the two cow candles, there is a big longevity word pasted on the south wall, the color of vermilion, very festive, in the middle of a table, is the birthday star and the most respected guests.

The old man with white beard and hair, burly, square face and wide mouth, full of red light, his voice is as loud as a bell, he is a bold person at a glance, he is holding a silver and white wine bottle, laughing loudly, constantly persuading wine, and the people sitting next to him are all people of the same age as him, and they are all famous heroes in the martial arts.

"Haha...... , Brother Lu, you are a blessed person, your son is so promising, and he married the daughter of the Jingdejiang family, it can be described as a perfect match, come, Brother Lu, the little old man will give you a cup!" Fan Chengren, the owner of Baifu Village, laughed.

"Huh...... , Fan Zhuang won the prize,...... Today's Fan Zhuang has a 50th birthday, but looking at your spirit, it can be said that you are old and strong!"

"It's just that,...... Haha......" everyone agreed.

Steward Chen walked in at this time, grabbed a delicate girl ring who passed by with a plate, and whispered a command, and then the girl came to the main table with wine and whispered to the owner.

Fan Chengren raised his head and looked at the housekeeper standing at the entrance of the hall, saw his calm face, and knew that the matter was not light, so he put down the wine bottle and was about to leave his seat.

"Which one is Fan Chengren, the owner of Baifu Village?" The mellow voice actually overshadowed the noisy voices in the hall, with a terrifying majesty.

Fan Chengren slowly stood up, arched his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Old Fan Chengren, I don't know which master is coming, and I will miss the welcome!"

"Very good!" The deep shout sounded, and a figure flashed in the crowd like a ghost, and stood in front of the chairman in a flash, and the figure appeared, but it was a burly man with a square face, his face was slightly purple, and his majesty was profound, and his eyes slowly swept over everyone.

It's just that he is dressed in bright red clothes, even if it is a mink hat, it is bright red and pointed, and there are two white pompoms dangling on the brim of the hat, which is extremely strange and inevitably arouses people's opinions.

"Under Sun Ziming!" the big man in red and pointed hat bowed his hand slightly and said slowly.

There was a sudden "buzz" in the hall, and the sound of whispering rose like a hustle and bustle, which could not be stopped.

The Heavenly Thunder God Claw Sun Tzu Ming, famous and famous, no one knows!

"Haha, it turned out that Sun Daxia arrived, it's really brilliant!" Fan Chengren laughed and made a happy appearance, but there was a little unnatural between his eyebrows.

"Dangdang ......" Sun Ziming flicked his left sleeve, and more than a dozen silver medals were thrown out of the sleeve and fell into the plate on the table, which was the same color as the wine bottle, which was the waist card of the owner's personal guard.

Fan Chengren's face changed abruptly, knowing that a waist card was a human life, and his guards were afraid that they would die.

"Fan Chengren, the owner of Baifu Village, looks like benevolence and righteousness, and is willing to give, but secretly he is the leader of the eighteen horsemen of the notorious giant Kou Tiannan, burned and looted, leaving not an inch of grass, his crime is monstrous, Sun will be punished on behalf of the sky today, and accept the dog's life...... Today is Christmas, and if you go today, you will not be wronged!"

Sun Ziming's mellow voice rose to the sky, and then it came from all over the world, and the whole Baifuzhuang heard that the horses tied in the woods also neighed slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure flashed and disappeared, as if it was just a nap and a short dream.

"Master Fan...... , Fan Zhuang ......!" Suddenly there was chaos in the hall, screaming again and again, Fan Chengren had turned into a corpse.

Everyone in the hall was terrified, and who could be spared such a murderous method? As for this Sun Ziming's strange clothes and strange remarks, people had no time to think about it.

Outside Baifuzhuang, a horse-drawn carriage is parked under the wall, and the wide canopy is surrounded by strips of red silk wash, which is extremely special.

Sun Ziming's ghostly figure appeared at the coachman's position, patted the horse's back lightly, and the carriage slowly drove away from Baifuzhuang.

The jingling bell under the horse's neck is quite crisp and pleasant.

"Lady,...... You have a great revenge, can you marry me?" Sun Zi Ming looked at the dead grass on the side of the road with a slight smile on his face, and asked softly.

"Alas--!" The voice is like the sound of a yellow bird, and it is a gentle sigh that makes people's hearts beat faster, "Since you are avenging me, why do you still say it so high-sounding?!" Beautiful voice, but not wonderful content.

"Huh...... That's the truth, those who are under the palm of your hand must be guilty of sin and heinous, otherwise they will not take action!"

"If he doesn't sin to death, what if I let you kill him?" said a yellow oriole voice from inside the carriage again.

"That's not going to work!" replied without hesitation.

"Alas...... You're such an idiot!" a soft sigh lingering.

For a long time, Sun Ziming smiled bitterly.

"I promise you......" The whisper like a mosquito chirped in Sun Ziming's ears, but it was like hearing spring thunder.

At this time, the sky was already snowing like goose feathers, and the horse-drawn carriage was staggering through the snow with the crisp sound of bells.

"I once heard Master say that today is the day of the birth of a saint in the far West, and they call it Christmas, but I didn't expect it to be a festive day, haha......"

The laughter was endless, resounding in the heavens and the earth, and the snowflakes falling from the sky became denser and denser......

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