Under the sunset, at the official road of 100 miles outside the ancestral city, a white-clothed boy with an extremely handsome appearance rode a horse slowly, a white sheath long knife hung on his waist, his hands lazily rested on the back of his head, his body fluctuated with the horse's back, and his mood was leisurely.

There were two people behind him, a lewd old man with unsatisfactory appearance, and a yellow-faced girl with a dirty face.

"The rivers and lakes are so sluggish. The white-clothed boy suddenly stopped his horse, pulled the reins, and squinted into the distance with a pair of demonic peach blossom eyes.

"But there are many killings, or the people of the rivers and lakes kill the people of the rivers and lakes. The obscene old man was ragged, grinning, revealing a mouth that was missing a front tooth, if you look closely, you can still see the vegetable root embedded in the teeth, already looking at the squirrel, this rotten vegetable root between the teeth undoubtedly makes the image of the old man a little more disgusting.

The white-clothed boy brother is like a woman's slender and fair-skinned ten fingers gently tapping the scabbard, as if gently soothing the famous knife in the sheath, with a charming smile, and said: "Today, I will go and kill the rivers and lakes raised by this son of a bitch." ”

The white-clothed boy let go of the scabbard with both hands, and the scabbard spun out a big circle, with him riding as the center of the circle, and the yellow sand was crushed to a sparse ground within ten zhang.

The obscene old man looked at the yellow sand in the sky, looking helpless.

"Young master, it's time to the ancestral city. The yellow-faced girl raised her rouge face, and winked at the white-clothed boy who was riding on the horse.

The white-clothed boy said "um" softly, turned over and dismounted, took the reins from the yellow-faced girl's hand, and said with a smile: "Girl, there are a lot of rouge powder in this ancestral city, I'm afraid that it will dazzle you." ”

The yellow-faced girl heard the voice, her smile was as bright as a flower, and before she could say anything, she heard the obscene old man who led the horse next to her sneer: "Just your ugly appearance, don't spoil the rouge powder, the rouge powder of the ancestral city, the old is expensive." ”

The obscene old man patted the thin horse's head and laughed: "Good horse, are the losers ruining rouge powder?"

The thin horse, who had been listless and lame before, immediately raised his horse's head and neighed, pouting and pouting.

The obscene old man laughed insolently, and the yellow-faced girl looked angry, and just wanted to sneer at each other, when he saw the white-clothed boy and brother said with a smile: "Okay, hurry up and enter the city." ”

After that, he didn't look at the yellow-faced girl and the obscene old man, and led the horse alone.

The rest of the two were already noisy, and they didn't chirp all the way, glaring at each other and then quickly following.

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The ancestral city is majestic, entrenched in the Great Qin Empire's southern barbarians and the Central Plains of the separatist line, as the previous capital of the Great Qin, the momentum is magnificent, the tall and pitch-black city wall is like an iron casting, a look from a distance, it makes people shock.

Walking across the Tianxin Bridge into the city, and coming to the downtown area, the white-clothed boy looked tired, three thousand miles of road and three thousand beacon fires, this road is really not light.

The yellow-faced girl behind her had long been immersed in the sea of rouge powder, and from time to time she could be heard exclaiming in the back: "Oh, this is the rouge powder of Suzhou Jinlanfang?" "Yo, auntie, this is the rouge powder of Beiliang's specialty, right? No wonder it's a little foxy." ”

The obscene old man was not idle, holding a piece of golden mung bean cake in his hand, looking east and west with a pair of triangular eyes, walking around in a group of little ladies, and didn't do anything, just grinning at the little lady's buttocks and pretty face.

In the deep alleys of the downtown area, I saw an eyebrow stick holding an apricot yellow wine banner, swaggering with the wind.

The aroma of wine came out faintly, and the man in white sniffled, and entered the inn with the aroma of wine.

The yellow-faced girl handed over the reins to the shopkeeper and said: "Take it to the stable, don't tie it, the forage must be five liters of oats, half a bucket of glutinous rice, one licorice, and two pieces of rice wine, don't be mistaken." ”

When the guys don't have any eyesight, how can they do it, looking at the appearance of these three people, they don't look like some rich and noble people, and they are suspicious in their hearts: "This horse eats more delicately than people, and I know whether this group of shabby people has enough silver." ”

The two brothers in white chose a secluded place to sit down, and called Xiao Er over, ordered all the dishes, and asked for a pot of soju.

The shopkeeper, who was busy with business, slapped the rag on his shoulder, and listened to the voice to echo the "yes." ”

"Guest officer, do you want to be sharp or stay in the hotel?" said the shopkeeper bent down and flattered.

"Sharpened. The white-clothed boy took out a piece of silver from his bosom and put it in his hand, and asked, "Little second brother, I would like to ask you something, what is your shopkeeper's surname, and where are you from?"

The shopkeeper's eyes continued to fluctuate with the silver in the hands of the white-clothed boy, and he couldn't help but say: "I only know that the surname of my shopkeeper is Fu, and it is said that he came from the south." ”

The white-clothed brother's face changed, and he put the silver on the table of the Eight Immortals, "Little second brother, this ingot of silver has been rewarded for you, please go and talk to your shopkeeper, just say that someone came from Nanban and went to Chang'an, surnamed Fu." ”

The shopkeeper's face instantly smiled, his hands and feet were nimble, and the ingot of silver was quickly put into his sleeve, and he was about to speak, when he saw the obscene old man next to him shouting at the throat of the duck male: "Fu Er, you hurry up and get down, the young master is looking for you." ”

As soon as the words fell, "Tom tom tom", there was a rush of strong footsteps upstairs, a fat man who was sweating profusely, couldn't see his neck, and the fat man who was several layers thick trotted in front of the boy in white, he was dressed as a rich man, and just saw Fu Jingnian and knelt down, and said in an exaggerated panicked tone: "Oh, it's the young master who is here, why don't you inform the slave earlier, and the slave is well prepared." After speaking, he didn't get up, moved forward, and wanted to rub his feet and legs for the boy in white.

The white-clothed boy didn't dodge, his face was complicated, he let him beat his legs, and only said slowly after a while: "Fu Hu'er, Fu Hu'er, do you know that your head is no longer on you." ”

That Fu Hu'er didn't answer, just buried his head and continued to beat Fu Jingnian's legs, and no one could see Fu Hu'er's expression.

Suddenly, the white-clothed boy raised his leg and kicked Fu Hu'er's chest fiercely, kicked him back a few feet away, sat on the ground with his ass, and then continued to step up, and suddenly bent his knees in front of Fu Hu'er, and the two knelt opposite each other, "Who wants you to be a spy? ”

The white-clothed boy grabbed his collar and looked at Fu Hu'er in a daze.

And Fu Hu'er also put away her exaggerated and flattering smile, and looked at the boy in white bitterly.

The white-clothed boy looked at this familiar and unfamiliar, fleshy face, let go of the hand holding the collar, slowly stroked the hot sweat on his face, and said softly: "Sixth brother, I have grown up, and I don't need you to work for me anymore." ”

In an instant, Hu'er burst into tears......

Who remembers who's childhood for more than ten years?

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At this moment, the earth roared without warning, and the wine table shook, and the lively drinkers watched with wide eyes as the wine swayed along with the wooden table, and they all carefully picked it up and looked around. I saw a group of iron horsemen rushing out of the city gate, stretching into two black lines, as if there was no end.

In the dust, the tall horses are all heavy armor horses of the Great Qin Empire with a hundred people who move the world, and look at the royal flag held by the leader of the flag-carrying general, which is as bright as blood.

Suddenly, the drinkers scattered, leaving only Fu Jingnian and Fu Hu'er and his party.

In the world, who can compete with the Great Qin Iron Cavalry who galloped through the north and south of the dynasty and Kyushu?

Two hundred elite iron horsemen sprinted out, mighty and imposing. Rushing like thunder, instantly stationary at the door of the inn, the movements are the same, this skill, has far exceeded the scope of ordinary soldiers in a hundred battles.

The fourth-grade military general Zhechong Du Wei Chixiong turned over and dismounted, saw the white-clothed boy brother at a glance, walked to the wine shop, looked at him, and said coldly: "You go to the South Barbarian to come to the Ancestral City of Middle Earth, three thousand miles away, eighteen cities, more than ten armor in the barbarian city, more than 20 armor in the city, more than 50 armor in Huaiyin City, and more than 60 armor in Wangjing......... In the last city, Luoyang killed more than 80 armors". Wei Chixiong's eyes were cold, and he picked up the halberd behind his back and pointed at the white-clothed boy, "Nanchu Yuxi, you are so bold, die"

The white-clothed boy laughed at it, and pulled out the white-sheathed long knife with his right hand.

"My name is Fu Jingnian, I am nineteen years old, and I am the first to kill in the ancestral city...... More than two hundred. ”

Knives, instantly unsheathed!

The edge will be revealed!

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Nineteen years ago, Southern Chu fell to the country.

Nineteen years later, someone dragged a bloody knife out of the city.

ps: This book is slow to heat, first heroes and then immortals, I hope you will calm down and read it slowly.

Hope to collect it, thank you.;