Sword of Coming Chapter 447

Meet the narrow road.

A light ride of more than 30 people, slow stop horses, heavy snow full of bow knife, fine and unusual.

About half of the riders held torches for the first time, and they did not wear the standard armor. They were surrounded by a young man with a face like a crown, and the snow-covered white foxes were looking at the three. Riding, picking up scarlet lips, is a good son.

Stopping the horse on the sides of the three people on the left side, on the left hand side, respectively, is a burly strong man holding a long scorpion, smashing the front and the snow, under the shining of the torchman behind the torch, shining.

There is also a thin monkey with arms around the chest, neither a bow knife nor a hanging sword, but on both sides of the saddle, several **** frozen heads are hung.

On the right hand side, there is only one person, in his forties, looks dull, carrying a pine-skinned sword, the hilt is actually a ganodermlike, and the man often coughs and coughs.

The young man seems to be closest to the person on his right hand, sitting on the horse's back, but his body will tilt slightly toward this person.

After the swordman coughed, he blinked his eyes three times away from the three rides. He whispered: "His Royal Highness, as I said before, it is indeed a ghost of two people. The girl is wearing a fox fur and is very likely to wear fox fur. It is a fox fur beauty paper from the exclusive secret of Hurricane City.

When the swordsman reached out, it was like picking up some snowflakes, but the palm of his hand suddenly appeared in the exquisite charm of a finger. The whole body was white and white, and there was a pair of feather wings behind it. It was integrated with the snow and snow, so close, the little guys Not easy to detect. Presumably this is the so-called singer's scout, and its function is similar to that of the gods watching the mountains and rivers, but one relies on the technique and the other depends on the living thing.

"Working hard." The man smiled at the little guy in the palm of his hand and took out a delicate blue-and-white porcelain jar from the sleeve. The charm flew in and the porcelain jar was slowly retracted by the man.

The young man who was called "His Royal Highness" by the swordsman picked up his eyes, his eyes were hot, his body tilted even more, and he smiled and said: "Mr. Zeng, Xu Feng of Qingfeng City, I have heard of it, but I can't bear to go out to Beijing after my mother. After prolonging for eight years, I stayed in the capital of the capital for many years. In order to avoid the suspicion, I also saved a little money for the sergeant of Yushitai. I have never had any chance to contact Shanxian, the fox fur beauty paper. What is it, where is it, Mr. Zeng has learned a lot, and once traveled to the land of the semi-continent, said to me?"

When the young swordsman was in the words of young people, it was probably the wind and snow attack. Some of the body bones could not withstand the toss. A porcelain bottle was thrown out, and two green and orange medicinal herbs were poured out. The size of the soybeans was raised, and the hand was gently patted into the mouth. Only a little bit ruddy on the face, after taking the medicine, the face of the year has some smiles, said: "Hui's sitting on a thousand years of foxes in the old foxes, and Xu's alliance, each year to send a few hundred years to grow Three hundred years of fox fur, creating a velvet paper, exported to all over Baoguanzhou, popular in the majority of the continent. Those who do not care about the gods of the land of the Immortal House, most of them have a few fox skin beauty as a prostitute, a paper beauty, After landing, it is no different from living people. The paper can also be put into the ghost of ghosts. The female ghost in front should be like this. If it is a good relationship with the breeze city of Xufeng, before buying fox fur paper, You can send a portrait of your favorite woman's appearance. Xu will have a special person to engrave the picture according to the picture. Several old people are dedicated to it. They are all good at this. They have never let the buyer down."

The young man was stunned and looked at the "woman" who was stopping the horse. His eyes became more and more coveted.

Although he has not been in Beijing for so many years, he has not been treated in Beijing. The biggest hobby is that he has left the prison that has twice become a "dive dragon" in his history, disguised as a fallen man in the imperial examination, or It is a foreigner who traveled to the capital, and has already tasted the tastes of a variety of women, especially the family members of the royal family, the slightly beautiful women and girls, who deceived him. Therefore, those who like the snow flew into the imperial study desk, he can even read it at will, no way, the seemingly horrible emperor's house, will be the same, and then his mother's wrist, or not Simple, the father was pinned to obey the post, privately, a family of three reunion, the king of a country, even if the mother is swearing a slap in the face, not ashamed, but laughed. Therefore, he really doesn't care about the ecstasy used to send boring time. He feels that he doesn't give a few words to the gangsters. He has to be arrogant.

However, this kind of comfortable life has been too long, and I always feel that something is missing.

He is a man who wants to be an emperor, so the five kings of the gods can't be alive, can't eat the hardships of quenching the body and the fists of the piles, and can't be the real masters of the rivers and lakes. As for the soldiers to fight, killing and killing, it is no mood. .

Therefore, he inevitably blames some mothers, the Prince is not him, and now even the King of the Kings is not him, is he really a pet? Instead of deliberately taking yourself as a waste to raise around? The two brothers are all the kind of the former queen. Look at my own bleak picture, I was found by my mother, and I was like a funeral dog. I couldn't go back. I could only wander around the place outside Gyeonggi, and those bones were covered with earthy The country girl, she is tired of eating early, these women look good, in the end, it is worse than the beautiful woman to know the waiter. This is also the case, when he quietly left Beijing, the mother also issued a death order, asking him to personally bring people to kill the big scouts, is this not forced to go their own way? In fact, he is not optimistic about the Zhu Ying dynasty in the empty shelf. Deep inside, he wants to rely on the strong and powerful man of the army. If he is now a dragon chair, he will open the gate of the capital early, and he will go to Beijing for the Sushan Mountain. What is fun, he wants to see and see the scene of the killing of thousands of practicing qi, is that the real **** fight, the horseback killing, two nest ants competing?

However, it was not bad to go out this time, and I had a fox fur ghost that was no different from the living person.

The young emperor is happy.

The other three riders have also stopped for a long time, so confronted with the fine ride.

The emperor of the Shimao, named Han Jingxin, was the most infamous royal clan in the wilderness, and his smile grew stronger.

With courage, the other party has never given up the road.

It is worthy of being a mountain monk with a fox-beauty, either a bookless lake, a lawless field repair, or a genealogy teacher in the country of Shih, which is young and pleasing.

It's a pity that the wilderness of the wilderness is irrelevant.

In the wind and snow night killing, Han Jingxin felt very sensational. The recent chasing, too small and small, slaughtered an old man who had returned home since the beginning of the autumn, and then moved slowly from the south of the city like a tortoise. Yu Shitai officials only have to blame his family for being poor, can not produce a daughter like Zhou Zheng, and can not marry a woman who is slightly eye-catching, so that there is no point to tell, 骂I was so fluent, even after the father and mother did not fall, and I was implicated by myself, and gave him the reputation of being a strict man in Shilin. This is not the case, the old man is not an official, all the way I also like to complain, stop and stop, and do not say, with a few Shilin celebrities who have no ability to be an official, acupuncture current affairs,

Therefore, Han Jingxin has nothing to do, and he intends to be a filial son, chasing the horse and catching the team, and smashing the old man's stomach with his own hands. After listening to the grievances for many years, the ears are scorpion, and I want to see the guy's belly again. Discontent, but he felt that he was still very kind, and saw the old guy holding his stomach in the snow. It was really pitiful. He cut off the head of the old man and hung the saddle of the martial artist. On one side, when the wind and snow returned, the head shut up without words, and Han Jingxin was actually not used to it.

Han Jingxin has played a piece of jade, and it is a good thing. It is a real magic weapon. It is held in the palm of your hand. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is said to be the production of Yunxia Mountain. It belongs to the spirit of the game. Han Jingxin The free hand, waved, indicating that the three riders gave way.

The three riders really slowly turned their heads and gave way.

Han Jing is happy, is there such a naive monk under the sun?

there.

Ma Yiyi whispered: "Mr. Chen, the other party is not like the official who walked the right path."

Chen Ping nodded and said something that made Ma Yiyi and Zeng Yi somewhat unsuitable, and it was most suitable for the biting snow tonight.

"I know that the other side will not give up, give back one step, do what they want, let them shoot, and be more courageous."

Zeng Yan's face was stiff, I don't know if it was freezing frost, or I was scared by this sentence.

Chen Pingan did not go to see the timid tall boy. He said slowly: "There is no good thing. We are two of us who died. Ma Yiyi is the worst, and she will only die if she is born. I don't understand this. I will practice in the mountains afterwards. Don't go to the rivers and lakes."

Han Jingxin raised his hand and made a gesture. After the rider was familiar with the horse, he did not start to rush, but formed a small fan block formation.

Obvious.

Previously, it was indicated that the three rides were avoiding. It was a small trick for the cat to make a mouse. It was an appetizing dish, a real hard dish, and it was not anxious to immediately end the table.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Zeng Wei, if I and Ma Yiyi are not by your side tonight, only you and Su Xinzhai are both riding, facing the cavalry, what should you do?"

Zeng Yi only thought a little, and the forehead had already sweated in an instant.

Chen Pingan no longer speaks.

Some truths are so unpleasant, and others say more. As long as the listeners have never experienced similar experiences, it is difficult to feel the same, unless it is suffering.

But people who can't listen to certain truths are actually lucky people.

Because people who have experienced unfortunate things, as long as they encounter similar things, they don't need others to make sense.

But there is nothing in this. One thing that really makes Chen Ping's peace more and more stunned is that he finds that those who are malicious to the world, good people who are good at heart, seem to be able to eat and remember, even It's a little smarter person who has eaten a little loss, can't enjoy some blessings that shouldn't be their own, and start to try to figure out the truth of being a human being. I'm serious about thinking about the way to solve all kinds of predicaments, how to spoof the tigers and dogs, and how to make a lot of money. How to harm others and self-interest, how to get one person, whether a chicken or a dog can ascend to heaven, and the balance between the mood and interests of those who can see it...

Chen Pingan hopes that his own views are wrong. The more mistakes, the better.

Why do you want a good person and a bad person to be smarter? Can you live a good life?

Chen Pingan spit out a suffocating gas, pointing to Ma Yingyi and Zeng Wei who pointed to the young man in front of the army. "You may not have noticed, or have no chance to see it. In the report of Liuliu Island in your Shujian Lake, I see I have seen the face of this person twice, so I know that his name is Han Jingxin, and he is the younger brother of the emperor Han Jingling. He is very famous in the city of Shijiazhuang, and is the most favorite of the emperor. My own son."

Chen Pingan stunned his hand and said, "I used to deal with the prince of the emperor, who is roughly equal to Han Jingling and Han Jingxin. It is also a brother. It is a place called Tongquan dynasty in Tongyezhou, but from this pair of brothers, Tong The two leaves of Ye Zhou, the brain seems to be more agile. To do things, no matter how good or bad, at least count the others, the nephew of the emperor of the country, seems to prefer hard."

Ma Yuyi's face changed slightly.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't worry, no one knows your true identity and will not be tired of the family."

Ma Yiyi said with anger: "Do you still need to tell me this? I am worried that you are stubborn, leaving your life here, and when I am... I am going to give the color embryo to the emperor!"

Chen Pingan certainly knows that Ma Yiyi is sincere and worried about his safety. As for the latter half of her sentence, it may be that the woman is born with a thin face, and she likes to deliberately give the good words of the heart and tell the bad things about her mouth.

Chen Pingan turned her head and smiled at her: "I didn't let you turn around from start to finish, right?"

Zeng Yi's current brains are all Su girls, thinking that if Mr. Chen's situation appeared, how should he deal with it, and a mess in his mind would not understand the meaning of Mr. Chen's words.

Ma Yiyi has a bright woman with a heart and soul. Otherwise, she can't get into the environment of the Five Realms at a young age. If it wasn't for the horrible disaster, she faced the dragon. She didn't know whether she was out of heart or not, and she refused to do so. Otherwise, in this life, there is hope to step by step to the high position of the monk in the Longmen Lake. At that time, it will have a good relationship with the masters of the division and several monks of the big islands. It occupies an island and is also known as the “opening of the school”. It is.

Although Ma Yiyi heard the meaning of Chen Pingan, he was still worried and said: "Mr. Chen really wants to die with the Emperor of the Emperor?"

Ma Yiyi hurriedly explained: "Of course I don't want to talk to the squadron. It's just that we have a simple lake. We haven't been arguing about the arrogance. We either don't shoot or smash the roots. Once we have a conflict with this Han Jingxin, we are next. Going to the hinterland of Shima, and going through many northern counties, will it be very troublesome? Delaying Mr. Chen's big event?”

Chen Ping nodded and said: "I will look at it. Killing people is never an end. But this Han Jingxin, after leaving the capital, seems to kill people for fun, addictive, and squatting, the saddle is still hanging a few heads, not big骊 scouts, this means that it is never taken as a military merit voucher, but a murderous anger."

Chen Pingan draws a line in the air.

This time, not only did you understand it, but even the horses on both sides of the snow felt confused.

Chen Pingping shot his forehead and said to Ma Yiyi: "Forgetting can put you in your sleeve."

Ma Yiyi should cover his mouth and smile.

Han Jingxin over there, saw the appearance of the woman's gorgeous ghost, heart hot, I feel that this night's goose hair is not guilty.

He smiled and asked: "Will killing a few monks who don't know the roots, will you bring trouble to Mr. Zeng?"

The swordsman shook his head and said: "Kill the monk, don't bother, this snow can help a lot, destroy the dead, and do it carefully. The problem lies in the team that is dozens of miles away. His Highness deliberately did not bury the body, very It is easy to be swayed by the people who are convinced, and suspected to be under the temple. The two add up, once the other three rides, it is really the genealogy of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect, or the wilderness of the island of the syllabus, the trouble is only the sacred. There are three ways to go now."

"First, since we have already made a big squad, learn the other side, and take a step back, let people go to the young monk who seems to have been seriously injured and has not healed. His Highness has expressed his identity and said that he should do business with him. It's safer to buy the glamorous ghosts, to buy people with money, and to buy things with money. Second, the two sides pass by, when nothing happens, His Highness is at most missed a blessing. Third, His Royal Highness ordered, We killed the past directly, just remembering to go back and clean up the body of the team, so as not to leave clues to the suspicion, the mountain monk, as long as he was suspicious, generally he was too lazy to reason."

Han Jingxin nodded. He also thought about these things. He just wanted to be surrounded by him. He couldn't be able to kill some of them. He had to have a curtain to let the master and son move his mouth. This Mr. Zeng is the confidant of his mother. Then he went to Beijing this time and let himself be with him. It really saved a lot of trouble all the way. Han Jingxin sincerely said: "It is a pity that Mr. Zeng is not a squadron. If I have the opportunity to be an emperor in the future, I must extend my husband to be a national teacher. The **** that is invited by the mother and the mother is a deceitful person. The embroidered pillow, although the father is not very good at handling the political affairs, but it is not blind, too lazy to expose it. When you have a good gift, it is nothing more than replacing the silver with the **** of the mountain. The father is behind the scenes secretly. I said that only a few small summer money a year, I also praised that my mother was really a family, and the other national teachers of the other countries did not take out a few rains from the national treasury in a year and rebelled early."

The thin monkey man over there was anxious and anxious, laughing out loud: "The person who raises the ghost, killing it is, as for the rare and precious fox fur, leave it to His Highness, and adjust it. Many simple things. Anyway Previously, we smashed more than ten deputy scorpions from the scorpion scorpion scorpion. His Royal Highness and Devotion, he was willing to deduct the two most valuable ones. Not all of them were sold to Zhan Jin's big general, who gave me a pair and gave it to me. We are the singer of the poetry lang, we have been in the bag, but I have slaughtered the two men, just let the prince take the Beijing to invite the work, and I will see you, I will definitely be Longyan, that is a big man. The special warrior of the military monk is estimated to have been thrown at the foot of the old man of the capital. No one can mention it. I heard that the old bones that have not been a few pounds of lean meat are on the bed, but it is a martial art."

The young man shook his head and said: "Do not speak these words in the capital."

Suddenly paused, Han Jingxin ridiculed himself: "But now it is estimated that there is no trouble and no trouble. It is that they are screaming at their ears, and they are not so angry with me. They are busy looking for a way out. Not surnamed Han, anyway, they have little to do with them. As long as they can continue to be officials, it is not the same for the benefit of the people."

He blinked at the south. "I still have a good blessing to my wise king. I used to hide and want to be a tortoise. When I want to get it, I hide and hide. I am going to hide a new emperor, even if I can't sit a few. The new dragon chair in the sky, after all, is the man who has been the emperor, so how can I not envy."

The skinny monkey man has stood on the horseback. "His Highness, you talked to Mr. Zeng with you, give me a sentence, kill the two men, put a hundred hearts, the female ghost, I keep She is unscathed!"

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The skinny monkey man wiped his mouth and smiled and said: "It is good to follow your Highness, there is meat to eat."

As a very good at the seven-legged Wufu who is very good at close-knit, the thin monkey man is also a famous student who has a headache for the same Wufu. In the Shijiao River, he really can't find an opponent to make him happy. This was the only way to vote for the army. In the beginning, it was actually with the Prince. It was just that the nerd Prince was not a savvy person. He gave a military job and never gave real benefits. He simply ran to the camp of Han Jingxin and planned to fish in troubled waters. It's very appetizing to get a big general to be a pawn, especially Mr. Zeng's saying that the enemy is in the sand.

How much can the rivers and lakes kill even if they are full of people?

In the sand field, thousands of people have been stirred together, and they have risen to the rise, and even their own people can kill it by mistake!

When the fine little martial arts master had a tip on his toes, he swept away.

Han Jingxin said to the man holding the long squat: "Also ask the general to help Hu Hu, so that he would not overturn the ship in the gutter. After all, it is a mountain monk. Let us be careful."

The burly martial arts who did not wear the armor would gently nod their heads, and they would ride slowly and slowly.

After leaving Beijing, the Qing Zhuang Wu, who was born in the border, did not carry the armor at all, only took the ancestral horse.

He did not like the actions of the emperor Han Jingxin, but he did not feel disgusted. Although Han Jingxin was obsessed with temperament, obsessed with fishery, and liked to kill, but his mind was really bad, against the book of His Royal Highness Prince. It is a good person. In fact, being a Taiping emperor will be a good thing for the people of Shijiazhuang. However, in the troubled times, it is doomed to have a small interest. It is just now a troubled world. It is not just a few countries but a whole Baoguanzhou. They are all in chaos. At this juncture, of course, he wants the good birds to choose wood, even if the wood grows long.

In the case of Hu Yu and Xu General, the two confidants have left, and Han Jingxin has actually been uncomfortable with the battlefield there, and continues to chat with Mr. Zeng around him.

Chatting about the chaos of the Aquarius Department.

Han Jingxin's sentence is a sentence in the West.

But Mr. Zeng did not have a slight contempt.

The little monkey like a skinny monkey swept out of the horse's back and did not fly directly, but fluttered in the snow, like a walk, and walked toward the three rides.

Ma Yuyi is inevitably nervous, whispered: "Come."

After all, it is a powerful envy of the Royal Highness of the Emperor. It seems that he is a master of the rivers and lakes who are good at personal struggle. Under the immortals, once he gives me closeness, who will not give the mad dog a pure Wufu, bite a layer. skin. This is the consensus of the monks and the mountains and rivers. Ma Yiyi believes that Mr. Chen is still uneasy. Zeng Yi is even more afraid of breathing. For Mr. Chen, all the deeds and feats that took place in the Shuji Lake area, he just heard that he has never seen it before. The tall teenager who used to go to the snow from time to time, was already full of sweat, and noticed that there was not a little bit of snow and chill.

Chen Pingan turned over and shook his shoulders and shook his shoulders and rolled up the cuffs.

With the martial arts master who played the invincible hand in the country, he walked on the same side and walked slowly.

There is no ambiguous atmosphere, but it is like a friend who has reunited for a long time.

Ma Yiyi only hates her own soul and instability. The fox fur paper is both her place to live. It is also a kind of restraint. She was a good monk in Dongfu.

Just thinking of my own Dongfu situation, it seems that I can't help Mr. Chen to be a little busy tonight, which makes Ma Yiyi somewhat discouraged.

The woman's mind is really like a river.

Zeng Yusheng asked: "Ma girl, Mr. Chen will not have something, right?"

Ma Yiyi turned to look at the tall, tall boy, not very airy: "Do you want something to happen? Then rely on you to turn the tide?"

I have eaten it, I can't give it.

The swordsman in the age of no doubt seems to have a feeling, while looking at the movement in front of him, while slowly saying: "The big scorpion battle line stretches too long, as long as the Zhu Ying dynasty bite again for a year, blocking the enemy In addition, he successfully stopped the two cavalry troops under the Daxu Sushan and Cao Yu, preventing them from rushing into the hinterland. This smashing fight, the big iron ride has been going smoothly for too long, and then the situation is changing, maybe Between the day and the night. Zhu Ying dynasty can not win this battle, in fact, the key is not in itself, but how long a few countries can drag, as long as the fight between the two great forces of Su Gaoshan and Cao Yu, the big bang can only It was in the vicinity of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, and then he would withdraw himself and then retreat."

Han Jingxin joked: "If it is not clear to Mr. Zeng's life experience, I have to doubt whether Mr. Zeng is a lobbyist of the Zhu Ying Dynasty."

The swordsman smiled bitterly: "I am just a swordsman who will take advantage of the swordsmanship. The Jianghu people have always been the kind of pure Wufu who is the most eye-catching of the mountain swords. When they were young, they traveled for the first time. Dynasty, I don't dare to go out with my sword. Now I want to come. This is a shameful anecdote. I should think that Zhu Ying's dynasty gave a big hoof to the horse's hoof. It's not right to go down to Zhu Ying's city. In the year, when the general situation is clear, I will return to the stone country to clean up the mountains and rivers. If the Queen is not trustworthy, I still don't know where to mix.

Han Jingxin suddenly said a word that was divorced from the title. "All of them say that the Daxu Guoshi has no choices. Together with our Shimao countries, several of the Zhufei genus are all defensive and rebellious. For the infiltration of these countries, it is a failure. We have a stone country, and there is also a side army, Huang, who still feels that they can take advantage of it, and they are not willing to be a borderline to eat sand and smell horse manure. I only took the time to start, and pulled my brother, the king of the sage, and the high mountains that I joined together."

In the year, the swordsman shook his head and smiled: "There are no people who really have no idea in the world. Only the precise prejudgment of the general trend, and then each step is in line with the purpose of judging the situation, is the right way."

Han Jingxin was full of conviction and convinced: "Mr. Zeng is high."

The swordsman suddenly frowned, staring at the battlefield where the distance was about forty steps away.

Hu Jin and the young monk wearing a green cotton gown have stopped.

Hu Yan's ride behind him, Xu's military commander holding a long squat, has also stopped.

Han Jingxin wondered: "Is that young man unable to find death? Not only did he not retreat, but he used the method of Xianjia to involve Hu Wei, and then sacrificed a few powerful killings. Instead, he took the initiative? Is it soft? Hands are the fox. Pimeiren? It seems that the **** of the mountain, the bones are not as heavy as the laity people under the mountain. It's not like this. Do you do something?"

The swordsman did not echo the last sentence of Han Jingxin's "playful" words. His look was a bit dignified. "There is nothing wrong with it. This person is indeed a monk. It has the size of two worlds, and the air flow turns to the weather, or it is repaired. Too shallow, only the next five worlds, so the spiritual airflow turned dark and stagnate, or it was hidden deep, reaching the height of the sea and even the monks of the dragon gate, so even I could not see it. If it is an unexpected pure Wufu, The boxing has reached the realm of natural beauty, but I have been observing the subtle signs of this person's dismounting. The pace is still stable, but the kind of 'meaning' that we have in Wufu's body is very loose. It's just a master. Help the lead-in-door. But, without mentioning these two possibilities, I can be sure of one thing, that young man, there is absolutely no plan to be good with us."

Han Jingxin put his hands together and put the jade on the palm of his hand. He smiled and said: "Is it a fool who is not afraid of tigers in the newborn? In the mountains or the borders around the division, it is used to the wind, and there is no such thing." terrible?"

The swordsman shook his head, "not like."

This Mr. Zeng quickly changed his mind and shook his head again. "No."

Han Jingxin was bored, and exhaled again and again, exhaling the white fog of the big group. "Let's not guess, the guy is a scorpion is a horse, Hu Hao punches down, clear."

Han Jingxin lowered his voice and smiled. "Hu Hu really wants to touch hard nails. It is not a bad thing. My two rewards, Hu Wei may be really grateful for a few points. This is quite difficult to do. ”

The swordsman was dumbfounded and nodded lightly.

The feelings of Han Jingxin's words leaked out are really tempting for others.

His unsung son, His Royal Highness, has been able to control the unruly Hu Yu and the arrogant General Xu, not only by identity.

Seeing people picking up, it will be difficult to call strange things, Han Jingxin is holding a lively mentality, and the generals who stopped the horse are not shocked.

Only Hu was in the game. From the very beginning, he jumped and jumped. He was getting closer and closer to the young man. Mr. Zeng, who was watching from behind, was more intuitive.

Until the two sides stopped, they were only five steps apart.

Hu Wei actually gave birth to a sense of crisis, but his face smiled unchanged, and he blinked at the other side of the bamboo knife and ancient sword hanging on the side of the waist. "Boy, you should not be a pure Wufu?"

As a result, the young man in a blue cotton gown nodded and asked: "You said it is a coincidence?"

Hu Xiao smiled and said: "Coinc, how unfortunately, since everyone is a river and lake person, then I can't help but talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes. Let's talk about it. You and the teenager just leave, leaving the head. Fox skin female ghost, what?"

Chen Pingan smiled and didn't talk.

Hu Wei's line of sight shifted, and once again looked at the depth of the footprints of Chen's snow.

Ordinary people can't see the difference, but Hu Yu as a seven-day Wufu, the natural eyesight is very good, and the enthusiasm is fascinating. The young people have fallen from the ground and then walked here, and the depths are different, high and low.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't look at it, you can't see the truth. When I went out for the second time, I was alone, riding the Xianjia Ferry, and I knew how to hide the depth of the pace and the speed of breathing. Nothing can be done, the heart of the defense is indispensable, so after practicing more and more punches, getting used to nature, maybe I sometimes don't care."

Hu stunned and said: "Little brother, still a master!"

Chen Pingan neither acknowledged nor denied. "You are a golden body Wufu? But the bottom is playing badly, almost the same as paper."

Hu Xiaohe smiled. "The little brother said that he hurts his feelings. Be careful, I am not happy, and pull out your tongue."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "I blame me, I have been dealing with the dead people for a long time in the past half a year. I am used to talking more. In fact, as long as I am against the enemy, this is not the case."

Hu Yuran said: "No wonder, don't tighten it, don't tighten it. As a senior in the rivers and lakes, I am just the opposite of the little brother. I like to chat with people..."

"After killing!"

The snow under the feet of Hu Yu, the snow splashed.

A fist slammed into Chen's abdomen.

After Chen Ping, who was rolled up in double sleeves, took a hand and gently held the fist in one hand, and the body shape had already borrowed the force to swept back four or five steps.

Hu Yu's fist fell through the air, and the fists were like a rainbow.

The wind and snow on both sides of the short man's body were swept by the majestic fists.

Chen Pingan with his elbows against Hu Yu's fist, his body shape slipped back a few steps, and then two steps back, it was the mount.

Hu Wei felt that he was trying to test out the true meaning of this young man. He was planning to stop hiding in Tibet and come to a crisp and painful killer. As a result, the young man's elbow not only blocked his fist, but also suddenly A fierce spurt of a flood breaks the dyke, and it scares Hu Yu to quickly press down the pure instinct in the body, and then withdraw a few steps. Of course, even if it is retreating, the martial arts master who is in the golden body is still flowing. Awkward.

After Hu Yu stopped, his face was wide-eyed. "Good guy, it's quite like it, even I have cheated it once!"

It turned out that the young man's imposing punch was like trying to fight with him. In fact, he slammed the water and stopped it. It's like a child holding a hammer and making all the strengths lifted up, then he took the ground and then left. The height of the ground, the hammer is still, and the hovering is empty. The key is that the child picks up the hammer. It seems to be very laborious. When he is carrying the hammer, he feels that he is not working hard.

Perhaps Hu Yan did not give in, but took the opportunity to bully closer, maybe a punch can penetrate this person's chest.

However, Hu Yu knows that the greater possibility is that the other side has a back hand waiting for himself, such as the young man's hand hidden behind him.

The other party's control of its own boxing, since it is so pure, even if the realm is not high, but there must be a high-ranking person to help the body, or actually experience a life-and-death battle without danger.

Chen Pingan shakes his wrist and looks at himself. "Don't say that it is the martial madman. Although your realm is high, you can actually do it in martial arts. It is not as good as a smile that I encountered in my early years. He should be a road with you." The pure Wufu, the boxing is not enough, and the body is coming together."

Hu Yan's face is cloudy and uncertain.

It is not that the first person of the Shibu National martial arts has just been hand-in-hand, and it is naturally impossible.

It was the hand behind the young man and the sword at the waist that made him somewhat upset.

This is an instinctive intuition that the martial arts masters came out in life and death.

This is the most terrible thing.

As for what is "the bottom of the pulp, the golden body of the paper paste", "the boxing is not enough, the body is to make up" these miscellaneous words, Hu Wei did not heart.

"As long as the palms are corresponding, they can be freely retracted. Practice boxing also pays attention to refining the heart, importance, and people who are not cultivating the inferior. Under the boxing, it is the boxing frame. After the boxing, it is the technique of martial arts. Your golden body, After being thrown to a certain place, if you live for a few days, it will only become the best sharpening stone for Wufu."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay, gossip about it. I know the depth of yours."

After Hu Hao also took a hand, he lifted his hook and hooked his fingers. The hippie smiled and said: "The ceremony is coming, this time you change your hand first, saving you from thinking that I am bullying the younger generation, there is no elderness."

In fact, as long as they are close to each other, the nickname "The Blacksmith" is all earned.

Only the name of the mother who took the wrong name, there is no nickname given by the rivers and lakes.

After hearing Chen Ping's phrase “corresponding to the palm of his hand and being freely retracted”, Ma Yiyi almost didn't laugh out loud.

At first, she thought that this was Mr. Chen's swearing words, but Ma Yiyi suddenly converges and looks at the back of the guy. Isn't that really a matter of learning and boxing, and mutual proof?

In exchange for others, Ma Yiyi would not have such a strange idea at all, but when this person is Chen Pingan, Ma Yiyi feels that the world is in case, and Chen Chen's body seems to be the one.

If anyone would like to sit in the room at the gate of Qingxiadao Island like him?

Will you really leave the Shuji Lake, have this tour?

Chen Pingan stepped out.

Still understatement, not a little bit of master weather.

Every time Hu Hu's shots are fists and vibrations, and shattering the surrounding snowflakes, it's a world of difference.

Hu Yu chewed some aftertaste.

In front of this hidden young man, it must be seriously injured, so every time you shoot, it is like a... the accountant who is doing a small sale, calculating a small profit of a star and a half.

Pure Wufu's pride, really no fart!

Hu Yan murdered his chest and completely released his hands and feet.

In an instant, Hu Xin's heartstrings were tight, and the intuition told him that he should not give a punch to himself, but Wu Xue's common sense and Jianghu's experience told Hu Wei that after he was close, he would not stop holding hands. There is only one death in the morning and evening.

A little bit of uncertainty.

A punch has arrived.

After Hu's punch, he laughed. “The little girls' tickles are not...”

After that, Hu Xiao smiled and did not export.

A punch to the boxing.

The situation is like a waterfall flying three thousand feet.

Hu Wei just responded to the past with a punch and a fist. The two figures were erratic and the roads were raging.

Even if it is really the golden body of paper, it is also the golden body of a country!

After the seven or eight fists, Hu Hao's forehead was slightly sweaty.

After the eleven punches, Hu Yu was not only sweating, but also had bleeding spots in his mouth.

And the young man who made a punch once and for all, still has no signs of exhaustion and wants to stop.

Hu Yu, who has no grievances, is a martial artist who has given up the idea of ​​returning his hand. He is all over the body and meridians, protecting all the key acupoints. The young man continues to punch, and the boxing can last forever, but Wufu is a bite. Purely infuriating, when it is exhausted, it is the best time for Hu Yu to hand out.

But Hu Wei heard the distance behind him, and Mr. Zeng screamed, "Xu General, quickly helping Hu Wei interrupt this person!"

Xu surnamed the wrinkle, but did not hesitate to rush out.

He can be said to be the first person in the Shimao national war, sitting on the horseback, holding a long scorpion, and his combat power is outstanding, not a general-name military.

Hu Wei had previously been willing to go hand in hand with this person, and said that there is a laugh. Of course, this is the root cause. Everything depends on the true ability.

As for the "Yokohama Shiro", which was spread all over the country, the source of this article was the first time that the person entered the palace to see the emperor, and the purpose was to allow him to carry the long scorpion into the palace, and then in front of the martial arts officer, At the end of the meeting, the Emperor's majesty was actually taking a untamed horse, letting him ride a long raft, writing a stone national legend in a long slate. The word of the world is passed down, and it must be kept, otherwise it will be taken away from the ancestral **** and expelled from the side. If it is made, it is greatly rewarded, and it is the official of the four products!

In the end, he became famous as a national.

Gently put down the long scorpion, slammed his head, and at the bottom of the steps, bowed down to the emperor and thanked him.

At that time, the young military commander was trembling and excited.

Everyone feels that this young man of the martial arts is grateful and uncontrollable.

The Emperor's Majesty's Long Yan Da Yue gave him the title of “Yang 槊 诗 Shi Lang”.

However, he has been resentful against him for years, and he is regarded as a great humiliation!

Four generations of ancestors, a long scorpion immersed in countless enemy blood, once and for all, the father passed on his hand, and fell to the point where the woman embroidered with needlework!

He Xu Mao, the generation of loyalty, the ancestors were generous to death, the field, without any applause and applause, his Xu Maozhen is a singer!

One person rides a glimpse, rushes to the ground, and there is a landslide in the sand.

Although Chen Ping and Hu Yu were entangled in the figure, Xu Maofeng pointed out that it was just pointing to the neck of Chen Ping's twelfth fist.

Chen Pingan no longer reluctantly handed out the next boxing man and drums.

All of this is expected.

It's not a ride to bring a long scorpion, it's the long sword of the man.

Chen Pingan was just a palm of his hand, and he was not devastated by a fatal wound. He was so sturdy that he had just blocked the long-handed man who was riding the military commander.

Xu Mao's wrist was slightly twisted, and the long scorpion that almost shredded the scorpion into a candied haw, was smashed from the latter.

Chen Pingan stepped on the ground.

The earth, Chen Pingfang is within seven or eight feet, and the snow is flying in an instant.

Xu Mao closed her eyes almost immediately.

Blinking, the long cockroach lifted up and spurred away.

Long and heavy.

A blue figure stepped on the long squat, sliding down and hitting a knee, and Xu Mao flew out from the horseback.

Only Xu Mao died and died in Changchun, no loose hands, vomiting a blood, Xu Mao stood up, but found that the person stood on the horseback of his mount, did not win the pursuit.

Xu Mao looked at the Hu Hu who was pulling away from the battlefield and angered: "Hu Wei! I saved you from the predicament, but you stood by and watched me, deliberately hurt me?!"

Chen Pingan did not look to Xu Mao, but looked at Han Jingxin and the year swordsman farther away. He smiled and said: "I urge you not to count on him, a paper-golden body that has been scared and timid. ""

Han Jingxin's face is a little dignified, Xu Mao and Hu Wei are defeated? It's not terrible to catch the two kills twice, but it's not terrible. The fear is to cut the key to the young man. Xu Mao has already had a gap with Hu Yu. Once Hu Yuguo really has the martial artist's daring, then this How to fight the field frame, is it by the side of Mr. Zeng? However, Hu Yu Xu Mao is more reliable, but Han Jingxin has his own abacus. Mr. Zeng either hammers the hammer and kills the person. Otherwise, he will not take the shot and protect himself.

Mr. Zeng does not shoot, the situation is worse, there is still room for manoeuvre. Once Mr. Zeng has shot and lost, will he still have to apologize himself?

That also has the opportunity for people to be willing to repair their relationship.

It is said that some of the mountain monks who are eager to see the horns are starting to come. For the avenue, it is a veritable six-parent.

Mr. Zeng whispered: "His Royal Highness, if I don't shoot, my heart is scattered, I have to let anyone kill and cut, and it is possible to let Hu Wei and Xu Mao join hands with me to kill this person. But there is a precondition, I don't Can be defeated by one stroke."

Han Jingxin's smile is far-fetched. “Mr. Zeng said with a smile.”

When Xu Mao returned to the team, he changed for a horse to ride and his face was angry.

Hu Wei also wanted to go back, but when he was about to have a movement, the young man turned to look at him.

Hu Wei seems to have scared the courage, and stayed in the same place.

Chen Pingan thinks that Hu Wei or Xu Mao is not so simple.

It's just that the situation is subtle, everyone is hiding, and they are not willing to die.

It seems that Han Jingxin's military squad of this squad is quite worth pondering.

The swordman who had never been out of the sword slowly rode out.

The two rides are more than 30 steps apart.

Chen Ping, who has always stood on the horse, asked: "Is not a sword repairer, a swordsman?"

The swordsman shook his head. "The name of Mr. Wan can't afford to be a gentleman. My surname is Zeng, mixed with the rivers and lakes. Where is the food to eat, where to go for food."

The man smiled: "The next step may not be moral."

After Chen Ping's hand was handed down, he spread his hand and opened his hand. “Self.”

The man looked at Hu Wei. "Please petition with me and General Xu. The three will temporarily put aside the must, cooperate sincerely, and kill the enemy together."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Since the predecessors were also pure Wufu, it should be seen that your golden body is more arrogant, and the real Wufu is a hard-pressed person who is hard-pressed and raises his own state of mind. Enemies who are higher than their own, are not afraid, and are divided into life and death. He is good, the bottom is not to say, but he still has a bad breath, likes to pull himself down a level, to kill people, you are a country Rivers and lakes, it's really interesting. If it's not a coincidence that this person happens to be the top spot in the country, it's estimated that he will be dragged down by the whole day.

Xu Mao mouth tilted up.

It seems to recognize this language.

However, this does not delay his holding a long squat, and slowly come out again.

Hu Wei is thoughtful.

Unexpectedly, Chen turned his head and said: "I figured it out? Unfortunately, you can't do it."

Hu Yan stretched his neck. "Oh? This may not be."

Hu Yu's momentum has changed dramatically. It seems that until this moment, it's the real Hu Yu, the first person who taught the stone and the country's rivers and lakes.

Hu Haolang said: "Mr. Zeng, General Xu, wait for me to take the lead, you only need to deal with one or two!"

Chen Pingan turned a blind eye to Hu Yu's words and turned a blind eye to Xu Mao's enthusiasm.

The wind and the snow, Chen Ping's sight, only the swordsman who bears the long sword.

I didn't see the man's shot, and the long sword behind him was out of the sheath, and it skyrocketed.

This is a swordsman's housekeeping skills.

It is the biggest reason why Shan Jianxiu sneered at the swordsman under the mountain.

Chen Pingan left his hand and held the hilt of the big imitation channel Huang Gujian. "Coincident, I am also a swordsman."

Slowly push the sword out of the thumb.

The posture of the mountains.

It is already unclear whether it is boxing or sword.

Xu Mao couldn't help but squint because it felt a bit dazzling.

But Xu Mao was actually the first shot.

The horses rushed forward and held forward.

Hu Yu was not willing to lag behind and rushed to Chen Ping An.

The swordsman smiled a little.

The ancient sword with the hilt of the white jade is still unknown.

Chen Pingan took a big step forward on the horseback, and then stepped out of the air and disappeared.

Hu Wei just flew over the horse and landed on the opposite road.

The next moment, the blue figure appeared on the side of Xu Mao, leaning against one shoulder, and Xu Maolian took the horse and ran across it.

Xu Mao left the war horse in the air and landed steadily. The poor mount fell heavily on the snow outside the dozens of feet and was on the spot.

But even more strange things have appeared, and Chen Ping's inexplicable disappearance, like a glimpse, the swordsman also left in the air, the same silent.

Not only that, but the scabbard behind it is also discarded, falling off the horse's back, just obliquely inserted into the snow.

Chen Pingan stood on the horse's back and frowned.

Gently push the large imitation channel yellow back to the scabbard.

Looking down at the empty scabbard.

Previously, a glimpse of the stunned, may not be found in the body of Hu Wei and Xu Mao, the scabbard is true, hidden inside the sheath, but not a long sword, but more like a straight knife.

Chen Pingan was helpless and whispered: "Isn't it going to be a crow's mouth, really I have a sickleman?"

The scabbard is left behind.

The man ran, and the straight knife should have been taken away.

Everything is eccentric.

The previous "Mr. Zeng" said that Chen Pingan was so, and now it is a report and a report.

If you don't understand, let's put it first and finish what you want to understand.

For example, Chen Pingan pulled the scabbard out of the snow with a sword and swayed his sleeve.

The scabbard is like a flying sword.

Penetrated the neck of the stone king.

After confirming that there was no such thing as a sacred ritual, Chen Ping would no longer look at the corpse that slipped off the horse.

Chen Pingan turned and his eyes drifted between Xu Mao and Hu Wei.

Xu Mao does not move, and holds the long squat.

Hu Wei has already ran wildly.

Chen Pingan chased away.

The figures of the two disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

All elite riders face each other.

Waiting for Xu Mao to give orders.

Since the sky has collapsed, there must be a tall man.

After about half a musk.

Vaguely visible back of the blue figure, hand holding a thing.

Both Ma Yiyi and Zeng Yi are already crazy.

It turned out that Xu Mao's konjac was not long after Chen Ping's departure. First, he gathered some of the elite kings of the leader, and then violently attacked them. Then they opened the killing ring and killed all the forty soldiers. It was the lower body, and the head of the emperor Han Jingxin was cut with a sword. He hung it around his waist and picked three horses. He turned over and took one of them. The other two were used as long-distance strikes for the horse, so as not to hurt the horse. .

Xu Mao did not leave.

Instead, sitting quietly on the horse, waiting for Chen Ping's return.

Chen Pingan came to Xu Mao and threw the head of the hand of Hu Hu to the military commander on the horse. He asked, "How do you say?"

Xu Mao took the head and hung it beside the saddle. He smiled and said: "You have already guessed it? You have died of a future emperor of the country of the stone. I am a sinner who is unfavorable to the guardian. How can I go to the Dagu Sushan? It is."

Chen Pingan was not surprised.

Xu Mao asked: "Do not kill me?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "You have helped me clean up the mess, killing you what to do, asking for trouble."

Xu Mao looked at the young man whose face was still pale and smiled. "I hope we will not meet again in the future."

Chen Ping nodded. "It is best."

Xu Mao turned to the horse's head and went to the wind and snow.

Chen Pingan squatted down and held a handful of snow in his hands to wipe his cheeks.

In addition to the corpses all over the place, there are also those horses who can't go and bow their heads and gently touch the owner.

After releasing the hand, the blood was soaked in snow and scattered on the ground.

Ma Yiyi and Zeng Yi, who were coming from the fast horse, were going to talk. Chen Pingan waved his hand and motioned them to stop talking.

Jumping on the back of a horse, looking at one direction, there is some deviation from the direction in which Xu Mao left.

After a while, Chen Pingan sat on the horse's back and reached out to wipe the blood flowing from the ear and nose.

After killing Hu Wei, he took the secret medicine paste of Yang Jiapu. There was no pain under the whole body, but it was still troublesome to cover up the tragic situation.

Otherwise, Xu Mao, such a male, may have to kill a carbine.

In fact, Xu Mao does have this plan.

After being discerned by Chen Ping, he decided to give up and go far.

It is not difficult to kill a Xu Mao, but to kill Xu Mao, this mess, only Chen Ping himself to pocket up, and then north, there will be a constant storm.

The reason why Chen Pingan did not use two flying swords from beginning to end, but did not take out the half-fair soldiers. Except for the pure Wufu, killing the royal family, even an emperor, is not a bad mountain rule, because Wufu, It's never been a mountain person, practicing a gentleman is a sword repairing a gentleman, naturally it is. There is also Chen Pingan who wants to play with one person, and this is still the night of Lingguan Temple, the inspiration of the feminine General Wei.

Feeling... It doesn't seem to work.

Ma Yiyi still had a deeper understanding of Chen Ping's action.

She has never felt so creepy.

In the territory of this stone country, where is the inconsistency of Shuji Lake?

Chen Pingan said dumbly: "This place should not be left for a long time. After we have left at least a hundred miles, we will find a hidden place to shelter from the wind and snow."

Three rides continue to hurry.

Chen Pingan had to cover the robes of the robes in addition to the cotton robes to cover up the bleak scene.

Xu Mao has long gone, but the stone country commander who is ready to go to the big iron ride, suddenly stopped, Shen Sheng: "Mr. Zeng?"

The "Swordsman" of the year really came out from the distant snow and came to Xu Mao's side. He smiled and said: "Mr. Xu, you can return the long ancestors of the ancestors to me. I believe you Xu's word of mouth. The ancestral training, hiding a sentence that you have been puzzling for so many years, but if you can, I want to borrow a horse with you, you can continue to keep this engraved with the word 'wind and snow' The long scorpion, someday, even if I don't come to pick it up, there will be someone who will look for the big squad to make Xu Mao, how?”

Xu Mao nodded and his eyes were hot. "Yes!"

The man took a horse and drifted away.

This identity, sword, name, background, seems to be a fake man, and it seems to have a sense of sorrow. He smiles slightly: "The heart is not forced, and the body is not restrained. What is the intestine, depression? Not comfortable?"

He turned his head and looked at Chen Ping's direction. He regretted: "It's a pity that the number of places is limited. It's a pity that you can't buy or sell. It's a pity. Otherwise, most of them will be a good deal. How have you made a big squad to make it strong? Some."

The speed of the three rides is fast and slow.

All have to look at Chen Ping's injury.

However, in Ma Yingyi's eyes, although Mr. Chen is not hurt, it seems like a state of mind, it seems that nothing has changed.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Winter Yi Mi snow, there is a broken jade sound. This sentence, have you heard?"

Ma Yiyi nodded: "I have heard it."

Chen Pingan sighed, "Sure enough, I have learned so much, I have not lived up to such a good name."

Ma Yi should endure a smile, "just heard."

Chen Ping stunned and smiled. "This joke is like this snow."

Ma Yiyi has some doubts.

She began to ponder the words in the depths.

Zeng Wei said with a sullen voice: "Mr. Chen should be saying that Ma's jokes are more cold and windy.”

Ma Yiyi looked suspiciously toward Chen Pingan.

Chen Pinganhe smiled and said: "If you have Zeng Wei, do you believe?"

Ma Yiyi thought about it, and right, he glanced at Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi has some sadness.

Ma Yiyi hesitated for a long time, still did not dare to speak.

Chen Pingan said: "I want to ask if you want to gather the souls of those who are riding?"

Ma Yiyi has some guilty conscience. "I don't think it is necessary at all, but..."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "But I feel that this person's brain is unclear and always likes to do some strange things around, right?"

Some words are spoken, meaning that there is no pressure on them.

This is a good thing.

Ma Yiyi had a good mood and had some smiles.

Chen Pingan said: "In fact, as long as you hold the end of the line, even if it is a messy situation for the time being, don't be afraid, slowly come."

Ma Yiyi liked the temper of the more powerful temper. "That Mr. Chen also said that we are going over a hundred miles away? Why don't you come slowly?"

Chen Pingan poured out a secret of the water palace, drank the wine, swallowed it together, quite helpless, and did not refute anything.

Ma Yiyi laughed at herself.

Zeng Yi shook his head, and the woman was jealous.

Three rides in the snow.

Chapter end