The goshawk heard that something was wrong, and said: "Why do the Tartars want to hold any rings? Lao Tzu has encountered many rings in his life, and there have always been ghosts, without exception, I am afraid that it is the trick of the Tartars, who want to catch the thief." As for who the thief was, the three of them knew in their own hearts, so they didn't need to say more.

Xue Binghan said: "If the ordinary government sets up a ring and recruits martial artists, it is indeed suspiciously tight, but that Timur is the emperor's grandson, and he will be the emperor in the future." How can he repent? Not to mention that people value his promises, and when he speaks, he rarely repents. ”

Goshawk nodded and said: "Yes, although we people in the rivers and lakes are known as promises, most of them are duplicitous, but they are far worse than these tartars." ”

Xue Bing said coldly: "The official who was raided is said to be related to the assassination of Timur. He had been imprisoned a long time ago, and his allies were so angry that they tried to arrest Timur and threaten the court to release him, but they were unable to do so. A few months ago, the treasures of the Dali royal family were found in this person's house, and they were really countless, piled up, so they became ironclad evidence, and they were stored in the treasury on the spot. It happened that the prince of the Ilkhanate came here, and Timur had a whim, so he took it as a reward and held a big ring, and the hero post was sent out a long time ago, but we don't know anything. ”

Xiang'er is only fifteen years old, likes to be lively, a few days ago with the master of the neutralization meeting, looking back, so far excited, excited, said: "We must go and see." ”

Goshawk was keen to make trouble, but in fact he was more anxious than her, and said: "If that Nebula Yehe Tu is really in the hands of the Tartars, we will have to fight this fight, but I don't know what kind of rules this ring is? If I want to beat them down one by one, I might as well just go and steal the paintings. ”

Xue Binghan smiled: "Do you think you belong to your brother? Among the more than 1,000 people, I am afraid that there are quite a few who can surpass you." ”

Goshawk hurriedly said: "Snow girl." My martial arts are actually unfathomable, you have shallow knowledge, I don't know why, I don't blame you. When I got to the ring, you will see me show my skills and snatch the Nebula Night River Diagram into my hand, and you will know. ”

Xiang'er sang with a smile: "Woo woo, blowing the conch, the master has thick skin, like a turtle shell." It is said that it can bring the dead alive. So far, I have not kept my promise. ”

The goshawk was upset by her singing, his face was red, and he couldn't refute it, so he turned his head, shrank into the corner, sulked to himself, and let the two mock and make fun of him

Three days later, at the time of the card, there was a large vacant lot in the city of Shunyuanfu. The officers and soldiers set up the ring stands, held up large umbrellas, arranged seats for the Mongolian nobles, and fluttered colorful flags around them. Thousands of people poured in from all directions, surrounding the place, and for a time the people were boiling and the noise was deafening.

Goshawk and the other three burrowed into the crowd. Slowly leaning forward, I finally came to a close place, and saw 500 officers and soldiers lined up neatly. Guarding the front and back of Timur and other nobles, the defense is like an iron bucket array. Another 1,000 officers and soldiers were scattered around the ring, their eyes alert, holding shields, all of them elite and strong soldiers, and they were majestic and unrelenting.

Xue Binghan smiled: "This kind of posture, even if my brother really wants to assassinate, I'm afraid it won't be easy to succeed." ”

Goshawk said: "Not necessarily, not necessarily, there are too many idlers here, if there is a commotion, the crowd is chaotic, although these elite soldiers are powerful, but they are good at battlefield killing, they don't know the method of street fighting, and they are far less flexible than martial arts masters." ”

Xiang'er asked, "Hearing you say this, it seems that someone really wants to assassinate this little brother of the emperor's grandson?"

Goshawk said, "Just say it casually." He also thought: "If we don't have this mind, then the neutralization committee may not be willing to miss the opportunity." "Looking towards the side of Timur and the prince of Ilkhan, he saw ten men standing very close to each other, and it was the two sides that were guarding each other. Each child stood tall and upright, with extraordinary bearing, all of them were masters with great status, and he recognized that there were Shaolin warrior monks among them. Beside Timur sat the beautiful princess and the beautiful girl, who looked at so many warriors in front of her, her eyes flickered, her face was slightly red, and her mouth was chattering, and she was extremely excited.

I heard someone behind me say, "Brother Jingyang, why are you here too?"

Brother Jingyang pretended to be surprised, and said happily: "Brother Guo, ah, what a coincidence, what a coincidence, are you also here to fight in the ring?"

Brother Guo said with a smile: "Brother Jingyang is here, brother, I'm just here to join in the fun, my hands will never be on the stage." ”

Brother Jingyang said a few words modestly, and said: "Look at this city full of Nanban Donghu, Xirong Beidi, it's really boring!" There was a lot of resentment in his voice.

Brother Guo said: "Isn't it? These bastard things, dare to come to our Han people's land to spread wild, how can they not make people angry?"

Brother Jingyang said: "I can see it, today's ring is not a battle between our Central Plains martial artists, but to work together with the outside world to defeat this group of barbarians, and only those who have no face to see can do it." Brother Guo, let's go to the ring later, if we face the barbarians, we have to fight to the death, and we can't lose face if we say anything. ”

Brother Guo laughed and said, "Brother, don't worry, brother, I will never spare my hand, the barbarian martial arts are low, and it is not a problem at all." ”

At this moment, another person said: "Don't underestimate the enemy, in my opinion, the Hu people who came here today are by no means easy to deal with, we are lambs to be slaughtered, but maybe people also think that we are fish and meat, this big war, who will kill the deer, it is difficult to say." ”

As soon as the goshawk turned around, he saw that the man was dressed strangely, with a lupine scarf, a short beard, clear eyebrows, bright eyes, a calm smile, and a head shake when he spoke. The goshawk suddenly looked unpleasant, and scolded secretly: "Pretend to be Zhuge Liang?

Brother Jingyang's face was not good, and he said in a deep voice: "This brother, you are the qi of Changyi Di, the power of destroying the Han people, why am I uncomfortable when I hear it?"

The "Zhuge Liang" feather fan waved, pointed to a slender bald head in the crowd in the distance, and said, "Brother Jingyang, do you know who that woman is?"

Brother Jingyang said curiously: "That person is a woman, but how can she be bald? How do I know who she is?"

"Zhuge Liang" said: "This woman is a famous killer of the Rakshasa country, known as the 'needle-eating butcher', I heard people say: this girl killed 323 people, and for every person she killed, she inserted a needle in her body, which was counted as an act of repentance and atonement." It is a physical disorder, and it has come to this point. ”

Brother Jingyang and Brother Guo were shocked when they heard this, and asked one after another, "Is this woman really so vicious?"

"Zhuge Liang" said: "She is indifferent, has almost no seven emotions and six desires, and her lifelong pursuit lies in the four words of murder and atonement." In my opinion, although the two have high martial arts, when they meet this person, they are only afraid of more evil and less auspicious. ”

The two snorted, no more boasting.

"Zhuge Liang" moved his feather fan, pointed at an old man hunched over, and said: "This old man is a killer of the Persian Assasin sect, known as 'grape picking', and it is said that this person pursues bliss and kills people without hesitation, wanting to die early to repay Allah's favor." He cuts off people's heads, easily, like picking grapes, and is also an extremely powerful character, and when he stares at someone, he has murderous intent. ”

Brother Jingyang saw that the old man's eyes flashed, looked over here, was startled, and hurriedly turned his head. Brother Guo closed his eyes tightly, not daring to say more.

"Zhuge Liang" pointed to a rugged man and said: "This person is not easy to follow, but the dragon slaying hero of the Great Qin State in the West, called 'Dragon Slayer' Achilles"

Goshawk couldn't help but say: "This brother, a person from the Great Qin Kingdom in the West, I heard that he has a gentle appearance and is mostly a handsome man, how can he grow like this? ”

That "Zhuge Liang" was all nonsense, intending to tease the two of them, but he was pierced by the goshawk at the moment, but he didn't panic, and said with a smile: "This brother is very angry, his eyes are clear, and the long sword on his waist is peculiar, so I guess that it is the 'Parrot Sword' Pengyuan brother in the Jianglong Gang Jiujiangtang Jiangxun Eight Friends?"

He didn't say this loudly, but several people around him could hear it clearly, and instantly turned his head to look sideways and looked at the goshawk, the goshawk was surprised in his heart, knowing that he couldn't hide it, and arched his hand and said: "Yes, it is Pengyuan below." I wonder how the dude will recognize him?"

"Zhuge Liang" said: "A talent like my brother, there is no second one in the world, not to mention that you are holding the Golden Feather Divine Sword"

Goshawk said: "I haven't drawn my sword yet, how do you know this is the Golden Feather Divine Sword?"

"Zhuge Liang" snorted, suddenly turned his head, pointed at Xue Binghan and said: "This girl, naturally the 'Cold Ice Sword' Xue Bing Han Xue Dao is long with Brother Pengyuan?" looked at Xiang'er again, and said: "This little chivalrous girl is naturally a senior disciple of Brother Pengyuan, 'Autumn Frost Sword' Wen Qiuxiang?"

Xiang'er heard that he gave herself a nice nickname, and she was very happy, and said with a smile: "You are really good at complimenting people, you know our bottom clearly, who are you yourself?"

Zhuge Liang said: "It doesn't matter who you are. I wonder if Gui Yanran, the sworn brother of the Pengyuan brothers, the sect leader of the Xiaoyao Palace, known as the 'Howling Sky Hero', also came here?"

When others heard Gui Yanran's name, they all exclaimed, some people were afraid, some people admired, some people looked forward to it, and some people were happy.

In the past two years, Gui Yanran has reorganized the rest of the Xiaoyao Palace, got acquainted with all kinds of masters, and made a lot of great things, especially the battle of the top ten immortal families in Yingxu Mountain, and rescued the descendants of the eight lantern-extinguishing attendants of the former Xiaoyao Palace. And his martial arts are so high that it is obvious to all, and his reputation has spread, and everyone says that he is the number one master in the world and invincible in the world. The Shaolin faction was able to re-emerge, and the warrior monks were strongly supported by the Mengyuan Empire, and it is said that this person also contributed a lot.

Seeing that everyone valued Gui Yanran so much, Goshawk was quite proud in his heart, nodded and smiled: "It's a pity that Brother Xian didn't come." I thought: "I haven't seen Yan Ran much in the past two years, he hugged left and right, Han Fei made ideas for him, Lan'er accompanied him to the rivers and lakes, and naturally he didn't have time to come to Lao Tzu." ”

"Zhuge Liang" sighed: "If he doesn't come, I'm afraid I'm afraid that there will be some trouble." ”

Goshawk said strangely: "What's the trouble?"

Zhuge Liang said: "If the sect master doesn't come, that strange swordsman from the Western Regions is afraid that no one will be able to defeat him." ”

Xue Binghan thought that this person was talking nonsense again, and said with a smile: "Don't be alarmist, when the time comes, it will be a mule or a horse, and as soon as we get into the ring, we will know the clue." (To be continued.) )