There is no sun in winter, no shadow in summer, no bleak wind in spring, and no bitter rain in autumn.

After the beginning of winter, the temperature plummets.

Recently, there have been a few stables around Qingzhou City out of thin air, and there is no taboo in the city There are a large number of elite soldiers, just under the nose of King Yanqing, showing off their might, shouting and making chaos, and the people in the city who have been singing and dancing are a little panicked.

This is undoubtedly the groundbreaking on the head of Tai Sui, the most angry fat general Tan Kui personally led the troops to participate in the suppression of bandits, and it was really effective, these bandits were soon trampled into meat by the Qingzhou Iron Cavalry, and the people in the city praised Tan Kui's powerful actions, and the case was applauded, and they ignored Tan Kui's brutal reputation for a while.

As for Tan Yu himself, he was extremely depressed, every time he learned the news and brought people to the bandits' hiding place, he would see the corpses of those bandits, all without exception, there was no live mouth, and it seemed that they had been slaughtered by someone alone.

Tan Yan himself and the magnates in the city were a little at a loss, and they were confused, and only followed some clues to vaguely investigate a swordsman with a flowery face mask, but unfortunately no one knew who the swordsman was and what his surname was.

In a secluded courtyard in Minghua Mansion.

Two women and a man are in the middle of a fierce battle.

Jiang Yi shook the long sword of the sword servant Mo Lan, forced the woman back two steps, and then the blade shook, avoiding the long sword in Peony's hand, and slipped sideways under his feet, the tip of the knife was close to Peony's heart, Mo Lan's sword was slightly slower, and it was immediately on Jiang Yi's neck.

Peony stood in place, her face flushed, and she looked at the man in front of her shyly.

Shrinking his neck slightly, Jiang Yi found that his iron knife was facing the woman's chest, it was really a little inappropriate, he laughed embarrassedly, the long knife in his hand hung down, shrugged and said, "I lost." ”

Peony waved her hand again and again, and hurriedly said: "If Fang Cai is a life-and-death enemy, the slave and maid are already dead, so the young master has not lost." ”

Mo Lan withdrew the long sword and smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Looking at Peony's pink face, Jiang Yi sighed slightly, how could a woman with such excellent swordsmanship be so easily shy?

"I don't know about the two of you yet, I don't dare to use my real skills for fear of hurting me, I'm already a little invincible in fighting with you, not to mention even winning. Jiang Yi looked helpless and walked to the chair on the side and sat down.

"Young master, don't be modest, I and Peony are both one of Mrs. Fan's swordsmen, in fact, they have practiced the sword formation, and the strength of the two of them is not a simple superposition, but several times increased, and it is not easy for a person who has not practiced swords for a long time to be able to do this. Mo Lan stood beside the chair and said sincerely.

Peony, who had not long left, brought back a delicate food box, and a pure fragrance came to his nose, and the box contained a wide variety of delicately made small snacks.

Jiang Yi took the moist brocade handed over by the peony and slowly wiped his hands, and said with interest: "Sword array? Everyone in the world knows that there are three major sword formations in this world, the "One Hundred and Eight Swords Slashing Futu" in the Eastern Wu Sword Pool, known as the "One Hundred Swords Forming an Army"; the "Taiji Sword Formation" composed of eighty-one people in Zhongnan Mountain, which is endless, and the "Thirty-six Tiangang" sword momentum in Longhu Mountain is turbulent, which sounds fascinating.

And there are only eleven of you, and you can form a formation?"

"Normally, the more people in the sword formation, the more powerful it is, but the number of people in the formation is actually not limited, just like the eighteen Arhat formations of Shaolin Temple, the nine people and one sword of Yingyue Villa, and the Dongwu Sword Furnace with the smallest number of people, three people can form a formation, these formations are all famous for their numbers, but they should not be underestimated. Mo Lan spoke eloquently and seemed to be quite insightful.

Jiang Yi casually picked up a piece of osmanthus cake that was as colored as a bright moon and threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Well, then what is the name of the sword formation that you eleven people cultivated, why haven't you heard any rumors outside?"

"The name of the sword formation practiced by the slaves and maids is Yuhua, which was started by Mrs. Fan, and I heard that it was made by the strange people under Mrs. Fan based on the change of the principle of the superior Yuxiao Sword Formation, and it was made after a slight improvement, and it has never been made public. Peony explained softly.

"I see. The corners of Jiang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, Peony is really kind-hearted, it is obvious that Mrs. Fan secretly learned other people's formations, and what she said was so euphemistic.

"It's a good snack, better than anything I've ever eaten before. Jiang Yi picked up another piece of mung bean filling snack with honeycomb taro crust and exclaimed.

"Well, the slave also thinks it's delicious and beautiful. "Peony Lian Liantou, "This is made for the young master by my sister on behalf of herself." ”

Jiang Yi's mouth slowly froze, and he said stiffly: "Why didn't she say it earlier? It's over, I will definitely be poisoned to death." ”

Peony looked at Mo Lan and smiled, "Sure enough, Sister Dai guessed correctly, she told us that if you knew that it was a snack made by her, you wouldn't dare to eat it." ”

Jiang Yi pretended to be angry and glared at the two of them, and then looked at the bright and attractive dim sum on the table and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but he really didn't dare to reach out to take it again.

After resting, Jiang Yi fought with the two swordsmen for a while, and then let them leave first, and continued to do the four movements of stabbing and slashing, without feeling bored at all.

That night, Jiang Yi dragged his tired body back to the bathroom that belonged to him, or rather the bedroom.

The beautiful woman had already prepared the bath water that replaced the precious medicine every day, and sat in front of the steps looking at the bright moon in a daze.

Jiang Yi squeezed around the woman with a golden knife and teased: "Why, the winter night is empty and lonely, and you want a warm embrace?" he said, his hand stroking towards the woman's fragrant shoulder.

Xie Jundai slapped the man's ill-intentioned palm with one palm, and sneered: "I heard that after you learned that I made those dim sums, you didn't dare to eat any more?"

It is the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty.

"Who is slandering me, Sister Dai, the conscience of heaven and earth, those dim sum are good in color and fragrance, and they are not much better than the imperial food and pastries in my Xichu Imperial Palace, I really want to eat a fine light in one go, but recently I have just established a rule in practicing knives, and I can't overeat, so I didn't eat too much. Jiang Yi looked solemn and swore an oath.

"Whoever you believe, I won't believe your words, there are many nonsense, if you don't eat, you won't eat, and I won't do it again!" Xie Jundai suddenly got up and walked towards the house.

"Don't, Sister Dai, I don't want to eat such delicious dim sum just once, especially that osmanthus cake, tsk, it's still an endless aftertaste, Sister Dai will make some tomorrow, I will definitely not waste it again." Jiang Yi followed into the house to make up for the dead.

Xie Jundai stood by the bathtub and said coldly: "Do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen do it tomorrow, there is nothing new to tell you outside today, I'll leave first." ”

Jiang Yi looked at the woman's figure, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Lying in the bathtub with moderate water temperature, Jiang Yi closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing, falling into deep thought.

After the cold dew, those few sudden appearances of Youkou were all arranged by Mrs. Fan for him to practice knives, although Mrs. Fan did not say it to him, but he also knew that it was almost the case, these "wooden stakes" needed to be nailed in the slab It took a lot of financial resources and resources to be carried out secretly without being discovered by the Yanqing Palace, except for her, who has such a great skill and courage?

Coupled with the time when Jiang Yi counter-killed Scarface Ning Zhiyuan, Wang Lao Sword God stopped following him after seeing him kill three times, just gave the address and let Jiang Yi ride alone.

After the injury from the first batch of thighs was hit hard and the injuries improved slightly, he fought with injuries, if those warriors who were loyal to the royal family of Western Chu would never dare to treat the prince Jiang Yi like this, the sword has no eyes, and the bandits fought for their lives to practice the knife, the danger is abnormal, and Jiang Yi has a dormant ruthlessness in his bones, and he does not complain at all.

During the day, Jiang Yi practiced swordsmanship with the swordsman, and at night he wore a flower-faced mask to go out of the house to kill, and the competition and life fighting were carried out at the same time.

Only in danger of martial arts can progress the fastest, Zhao Wuji really did not lie to him, his sword skills have been increasingly refined under the hard and dangerous training, and one of them is no longer in a hurry, and the words of the two of them are of course impossible to be at ease, and they can only win by skill.

After all, they practice swords and practice internal skills at the same time, which is not the same as him.

Jiang Yi moved slowly, making a gurgling sound.

Is it possible to learn the inner strength and mental method, and start with the inner family? No matter how fierce and domineering the knife technique of the outer door is, when you meet a master who cultivates both inside and outside, it is like an axe in the class, and you can only increase the laughing stock in vain, and laugh generously.

It is more difficult to cultivate the inner family than the outer family, and it is necessary to polish the twelve meridians in the body and the eight veins of the strange meridians, breathe and breathe, and the true yuan qi is unimpeded in the body before the inner family exercises have just entered the hall.

But the internal force is not like the external strength, it can be honed by perseverance and desperately, or it can be eaten directly into the stomach like eating, which needs to be gradual and gradual, Jiang Yi does not have more than ten or twenty years to carefully nurture that precious internal force.

After the contact with Mrs. Fan after wearing the mask, Jiang Yi probably got to know a little bit about Concubine Fan Jing, a very courageous woman, first took the risk to save his life, and then invited the old sword god who didn't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes to be his master, even though there were some personal selfishness in order to achieve his wishes, but he showed enough sincerity to make Jiang Yi greatly moved.

To tell the truth, although it was an equivalent exchange, Concubine Fan Jing didn't bother to teach him to practice swordsmanship at all, just send him back to the old land of Xichu directly after recovering from his injuries, the risk was small, and she could still make a deal with him who was in a dead place.

Jiang Yi's vigilance also slowly decreased, although he had been betrayed, he couldn't be guilty of being an enemy of the whole world.

Now Jiang Yi can sneak out of Minghua Mansion completely, and he is sure that no one will stop him, but what's the use? He has already confirmed the reputation of the straw bale prince, and he really returns to the old land of Western Chu, what can he do? Maybe at this moment, only Minghua Mansion has a place for him in the huge world.

Having said that, although people are under the eaves, this is also an opportunity, with the support of Mrs. Fan and the guidance of Wang Lao Sword God, there is no reason not to learn to look like a dog.

Hehe, holding back a trace of bitterness in his heart, Jiang Yi suddenly sneered: "What a dashing crown prince of Western Chu." ”