Sword comes

Chapter 447 What a coincidence, I am also a swordsman

Meet on a narrow road.

A light cavalry of more than [-] people stopped slowly, with bows and knives covered in heavy snow, and they were extremely powerful.

About half of the cavalry were holding torches, and they were the first cavalry, not wearing standard armor, surrounded by a young man with a face like a crown jade, blinded by the wind and snow, the young man in snow-white fox fur was squinting at the three Riding, pursing his scarlet thin lips, he is a handsome nobleman.

The three personal attendants who parked on both sides of this person, on the left hand side, were a burly and strong man holding a long lance.

There is also a thin monkey man with his arms around his chest. He has neither a bow nor a sword, but on both sides of the saddle are several frozen heads with bloody faces.

On the right side, there is only one man, about forty years old, with a dull expression, carrying a long sword with a pine grain wooden sheath on his back. The hilt is actually in the shape of a ganoderma lucidum.

The young man seemed to be closest to the young man on his right, sitting on a high horseback, but leaning slightly towards him.

After Nian swordsman coughed, he glanced at the three cavalry who were more than fifty steps away, and said softly: "Your Highness, as I said earlier, it is indeed two people and one ghost. The female ghost, wearing fox fur, is very likely It is a piece of fox fur beauty talisman paper made exclusively by the Xu family in Qingfeng City."

The Nian swordsman stretched out his hand, as if to catch some snowflakes. Unexpectedly, a finger-sized exquisite charm suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. His whole body was snow-white, and there were a pair of wings on his back, which blended with the wind and snow. At such a close distance, the little guy could barely Not easy to notice.Presumably this is the so-called scout of the Immortal Family. Its function is similar to that of the God-man palm to observe mountains and rivers, except that one relies on spells and the other relies on living things.

"Thank you." The man smiled at the little guy in his palm, and took out a delicate blue and white porcelain jar from his sleeve, and the spirit flew in, and the porcelain jar was slowly withdrawn by the man's sleeve.

The young man honored by the swordsman as "Your Highness" raised his eyebrows, his eyes were hot, his body tilted even more, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Zeng, the Xu family of Qingfeng City, I have heard about it, but the queen mother is reluctant for me to leave the capital. It has been delayed for eight years. I have stayed in the capital mansion all year round. In order to avoid suspicion and to save a little pen and ink money for the admonishing officials and gentlemen at Yushitai, I have never had a chance to contact the mountain fairy. What is it, and where is its beauty, Mr. Zeng is very knowledgeable, and he has traveled far away in half a continent, so he told me about it."

When the young man was speaking, the young swordsman was probably hit by the wind and snow, and his bones could not stand the toss. He had already taken out a porcelain bottle, poured out two emerald green elixirs, the size of soybeans, and raised his hand to gently pat them into his mouth. Only then did his face turn a little rosy, and after taking the medicine, the young man had a smile on his face, and said: "Mr. Fox skins ranging from 300 years old are used to make talisman papers, which are exported to all parts of Aquarius Continent and are popular in most of the continent. Most of the earth fairy mansions that do not worry about the money of the gods have several fox fur beauties as maids and maids. The talisman paper beauties landed Finally, it is no different from a living person. The talisman paper can also be put into ghosts and ghosts. The female ghost in front should be like this. If the mountain fairy family has a good relationship with the Xu family in Qingfeng City, before buying the fox fur talisman paper, you can also put it into it. Send a portrait of the woman you like, and someone from the Xu family will carve the skin according to the picture, and the senior priests are all skilled at painting, and they have never disappointed the buyer."

Suddenly, the young man looked at the "woman" who stopped the horse in the distance, and his eyes became more and more salivating.

Although he didn't follow the ancestral system to create a feudal clan in Beijing for so many years, he didn't stay in the capital for nothing. His biggest habit was to leave the cage that had been the "Qianlong Mansion" twice in history, and pretend to be a down-and-out scholar who had failed the imperial examination, or He is a foreign ranger who has traveled around the capital, and he has already tasted all kinds of beautiful women, especially the family members of the admonishing officials at Yushitai, and the pretty women and girls are all deceived by him. So those impeachment papers that flew into the desk of the imperial study like snowflakes, he can even read them at will. Simple, the father and the emperor were manipulated into obedience, and the family of three reunited in private. The king of a country, even if his mother made fun of a donkey in front of his mother, he was not ashamed, but laughed endlessly.So he really didn't care about those booklets used to pass the boring time, and felt that he would feel ashamed if he didn't give a few words to those old bastards.

But after such a comfortable life for a long time, I always feel that something is missing.

He wants to be the emperor, so he can't be an immortal of the five realms. He can't bear the pain of tempering his body and practicing fists, and he can't be a real master of the rivers and lakes. As for leading troops to fight, he is even less in the mood .

So he couldn't help complaining to his mother, the crown prince is not him, and now even the virtuous king is not him, the mother really dotes on him instead of deliberately treating him like a waste to keep by his side.Looking at my current bleak situation, I was given an excuse by my mother, like a bereaved dog, unable to return home, so I can only wander around outside the capital, those bones are full of rustic The country girls are tired of eating and crooked a long time ago. No matter how beautiful these girls are, they are not as good as the rich and beautiful women who know how to serve others.That's all, when he quietly left Beijing, the queen mother also issued a death order, asking him to personally lead someone to kill the Dali scouts. Wasn't this forcing him to a dead end? Deep down in his heart, he wants to take refuge in Dali Barbarian, who is strong and strong. If he is now sitting on the dragon chair, he would have opened the gates of the capital long ago, and for Su Gaoshan to lead the horse into the capital with his own hands. What fun is there in fighting? He wants to see it The fighting scene of tens of thousands of Qi practitioners, is that the real fight between gods, horseback fighting, two nests of ants?

But this time it was not bad to go out to relax, and I met a fox fur ghost who was no different from a living person.

The young prince was very happy.

The opponent's three cavalry had also stopped for a long time, so they confronted the fine cavalry.

The prince of Shihao Kingdom named Han Jingxin, the most notorious family member of the royal family under the ruling and opposition parties, smiled gradually.

With courage, the other party never gave up the way obediently.

It is worthy of being a mountain cultivator with a fox fur beauty, either the lawless field cultivator in Shujian Lake, or the genealogy master in Shihao Kingdom, young and vigorous, understandable.

It's a pity that in the wilderness, identity doesn't work.

Han Jingxin felt very emotional about killing people on a snowy night. The chase not long ago was too petty, and killed a man who had returned to his hometown in early autumn and left Beijing as slowly as a tortoise. It's just an official of Yushitai. If you blame his family's bad breed, you can't give birth to a daughter who looks upright, and you can't marry a woman who is a little bit eye-catching. I scolded so heartily that even my father, queen, and queen were implicated by myself, and I gave him the reputation of being an iron and courageous official in Shilin for nothing. I also like to complain, stop and go, dawdle and talk, and criticize current affairs with some famous scholars who are not capable of being officials.

So Han Jingxin has nothing to do anyway, and plans to be a dutiful son, chasing the horses and chasing the convoy, and stabbing the old man's stomach with his own hands. After hearing too many complaints for so many years, his ears are calloused, and he wants to see that guy's belly again with his own eyes. He complained, but he felt that he was still kind-hearted. Seeing the old guy holding his belly in the snow, it was so pitiful, so he chopped off the old man's head, and now it was hanging on the saddle of the martial arts master. On one side, when the wind and snow were returning home, the head shut up and said nothing, which made Han Jingxin a little unaccustomed.

Han Jingxin was playing with a piece of jade pendant in one hand, it was just a tricky mountain object, not a real magic weapon of the fairy family, it was held in the palm of his hand, it was warm in winter and cool in summer, it was said that it was produced by Yunxia Mountain, it was a fair-for-nothing spiritual weapon, Han Jingxin carried it He raised his free hand, waved it, and signaled the three riders to make way.

Those three riders really turned their horses' heads one after another slowly to make way for them.

Han Jingxin is happy, there really are such naive monks in the world

there.

Ma Duyi reminded softly: "Mr. Chen, the other party doesn't look like an official family who walks the right path."

Chen Pingan nodded, and said something that made Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye a little uncomfortable, which was most suitable for the biting snowstorm tonight.

"I know that the other party will not give up. I will take a step back and put on a show. When I ask them to make a move, I will be more courageous."

Zeng Ye's face was stiff, he didn't know whether he was frozen by the wind and snow, or he was frightened by these words.

Chen Ping did not look at the timid tall boy, and slowly said: "We are not good enough, the two of us will die, Ma Duyi is the worst, and life will be worse than death. I can't figure it out. From now on, I will practice in the mountains with peace of mind. Don't go to the rivers and lakes."

Han Jingxin raised his hand and made another gesture. The cavalry rode out skillfully behind him, but they didn't start to charge, but formed a small fan blocking formation.

Obvious.

It was a trick for the cat to tease the mouse, it was a dispensable appetizer, a real hard dish, and it was served immediately without rush.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Zeng Ye, if Ma Duyi and I are not by your side tonight, and only you and Su Xinzhai are riding together, what should you do when facing this cavalry army?"

Zeng Ye just thought about it for a while, and the sweat oozed from his forehead in an instant.

Chen Pingan stopped talking.

Some truths are so unpleasant, no matter how much others say, as long as the listener has not experienced a similar experience, it is difficult to empathize with them, unless suffering is imminent.

But people who don't listen to some truths are actually lucky people.

Because people who have experienced misfortune, as long as they encounter similar things, there is no need for others to reason, and they have already understood it.

But these are nothing. One thing that really made Chen Pingan think more and more frighteningly was that he found that those people who seemed to be full of malice towards the world, and those who were kind and kind, seemed to be able to bear hardships and remember them firmly, even I suffered a little loss in a smarter person, and failed to enjoy some blessings that should not belong to me. I began to figure out the truth of being a human being, and seriously thought about the solution to various difficulties. How to benefit oneself at the expense of others, how to gain the Tao alone, whether a chicken or a dog can ascend to heaven, all depends on the mood of the Taoist and the balance of interests

Chen Ping hoped that his opinion was wrong, the more wrong the better.

Why do you require good people and bad people to be smarter in order to live a good life

Chen Ping let out a foul breath, and pointed to the young cavalrymen in front of Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, "You may not have noticed, or you may not have the chance to see it, but I saw it at your mansion on Liuxu Island in Shujian Lake. I have seen this person's face twice, so I know that his name is Han Jingxin, and he is the half-brother of the prince Han Jingling. My own son."

Chen Ping rubbed his palms, "I used to deal with His Royal Highness, who is roughly the same status as Han Jingling and Han Jingxin. They are also brothers, and they lived in a place called Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou. But when it comes to this pair of brothers, Tong The two of Ye Zhou seem to have brighter minds. No matter how good or bad they do things, at least they will calculate others. The youngest son of the emperor of the Shihao Kingdom in front of me seems to prefer to fight hard."

Ma Duyi's face changed slightly.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Don't worry, no one knows your true identity, and you won't implicate the family."

Ma Duyi said angrily: "I still need you to tell me that I am worried that you will be brave and leave your life here for nothing, and then I will be abducted by that perverted prince."

Of course, Chen Pingan knew that Ma Duyi was sincere and was worried about his safety. As for the last half of her sentence, it might be that women are naturally thin-skinned and like to deliberately tell people good things that are sincere and bad things that they say.

Chen Pingan turned to her and said with a smile: "From the beginning to the end, I didn't let you turn around, right?"

Zeng Ye's mind was full of that Miss Su at the moment, thinking about how to deal with Mr. Chen's situation if it happened, his mind was muddled, and he couldn't understand what Mr. Chen was saying.

Ma Duyi is an intelligent woman with an exquisite heart, otherwise she would not be able to enter the five realms of the cave at a young age. If she hadn't suffered a tragic accident, she didn't know whether it was madness or something when she faced the flood dragon, but she was determined not to retreat. Otherwise, in this life, there is hope to step up to the high position of the monks in the Longmen Realm in Shujian Lake, and then establish a good relationship with the ancestor of the master and the monks of several large islands, and occupy an island, which can be regarded as "establishing a sect" in Shujian Lake up.

Although Ma Duyi understood what Chen Ping'an meant, he was still worried, and said: "Mr. Chen really wants to fight to the death with that Prince's Highness"

Ma Duyi hastily explained: "Of course I don't want to speak for that group of cavalry. It's just that we at Shujian Lake have never respected the battle of emotions. We either don't take action, or we kill the grass. Once we have a conflict with this Han Jingxin, we will continue to fight." I'm going to the hinterland of Shihao country, and I have to go through many northern states and counties, will it be troublesome to delay Mr. Chen's important event?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'll see. Killing people was never the goal. But this Han Jingxin, after leaving the capital, seemed to be killing people for fun, and he was addicted to it. He was a retinue, and there were still a few heads hanging from the saddle. Scout Li, this means that it is definitely not used as a certificate of military merit, but an act of murder to vent anger."

Chen Ping casually drew a line in the air.

At this moment, not only did he not understand, even Ma Duyi, whose shoulders were covered with snow, felt confused.

Chen Ping patted his forehead and said to Ma Duyi: "I forgot that I can keep you in my sleeve."

Ma Duyi covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly.

On Han Jingxin's side, seeing that woman's flirtatious appearance, his heart was burning hot, and he felt that the heavy snowfall tonight was not in vain.

He asked with a smile, "Will Mr. Zeng get into trouble if you kill a few monks who don't know their roots?"

Swordsman Nian shook his head and said: "It's no trouble to kill the monk. This heavy snow can help a lot, destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, just be careful. The problem lies in the convoy dozens of miles away. His Highness deliberately buried the corpse without a place. It is easy for someone with a heart to follow the clues and suspect His Highness. Adding the two together, once the other party rides three horses, it is really a genealogy master from the sect who traveled down the mountain, or a field repairer from the big island of Shujian Lake. The trouble will only be His Highness. So Your Highness now has three paths to take."

"First, since we have already staged a big battle, we learned from each other and took a step back, and asked someone to go to the young monk who seemed to have been seriously injured and has not yet recovered. His Highness generously revealed his identity and said that he would make a deal with him. It is the safest thing to pay to buy that flamboyant ghost, to overwhelm people with power, and to buy things with money. Second, the two sides passed each other, and as if nothing happened, His Highness at most missed a good fortune. Third, His Highness ordered, Let's kill them directly, but remember to clean up the body of the convoy later, so as not to leave any traces of suspicion, monk Shan, as long as suspicion arises, generally speaking, he doesn't bother to reason."

Han Jingxin nodded. He also thought clearly about these things. It's just that the subordinates around him can't just have some who can fight and kill, but also have an aide who keeps the master from talking. This Mr. Zeng is the queen mother's confidant. Then when he left Beijing this time, he let himself be with him, which saved him a lot of trouble along the way.Han Jingxin said with deep emotion: "It's a pity that Mr. Zeng is not a political strategist. If I have the opportunity to be the emperor in the future, I must invite him to be a national teacher. The real person who protects the country with a lot of money invited by the queen mother is a fraud. The embroidered pillow, although the father is not very useful in dealing with the government affairs, but he is not blind and too lazy to expose it. When he raised an actor, it was nothing more than exchanging the silver for a mountain of fairy money. I said, there are only a few Xiaoshu money a year, and I also praised my mother for being a good family manager, look at the national teachers of the other vassal states, if they don’t take out a few grain rain money from the treasury for a year, they will rebel a long time ago.”

The thin monkey man over there was already impatient, and laughed loudly: "The person who raises the ghost, just kill him. As for the rare and valuable fox fur ghost, leave it to His Highness and train it well. It's such an easy thing. Anyway. Earlier we stripped off more than a dozen sets of armor from the scouts of the Dali barbarians. His Highness was kind enough to withhold the two most valuable ones. He didn’t sell them all to that cowardly general Zhan Jin. Our Hengfu Fushilang, we have been keeping it as a pawn anyway, and turned around and slaughtered those two men, just in time for His Highness to take it to the capital to claim credit. His Majesty will definitely be delighted when he sees it, that is a big barbarian The special armor of the monks accompanying the army was probably thrown at the feet of those old officials in the capital, and no one could pick it up, but I heard that those old skeletons who don’t have a few catties of lean meat on the bed, one by one, have outstanding martial arts.”

The young man shook his head and said, "Don't say these things in the capital."

After a slight pause, Han Jingxin laughed at himself: "But now it's probably not troublesome to talk about it. If you hold their ears and curse people loudly, they don't have the heart to impeach me. They are all busy looking for a way out, Shi Haoguo Not surnamed Han, it has nothing to do with them anyway, as long as you can continue to be an official, isn't it for the well-being of the common people?"

He glanced at the south, "It's because my elder brother, the virtuous king, is lucky. He originally wanted to be a turtle in hiding, but he didn't expect it. He hides and hides. A new emperor is about to emerge, even if he can't sit for a long time. The newly made dragon chair that day, after all, is a man who has been the emperor, so how could I not be envious."

The skinny monkey man was already standing on the back of the horse, "Your Highness, you talk to Mr. Zeng about you, and give me an accurate sentence. Don't worry about whether you will kill those two men or not. I will keep that female ghost." She was unscathed"

Han Jingxin smiled and said, "Go ahead. There is also the special armor made by Da Liwu's secretary Lang. You won't be allowed to take it out for nothing. You will count the two credits together later."

The thin monkey man wiped his mouth, smiled and said: "It's good to follow His Highness, there is meat to eat."

As a martial artist of the seventh realm who is very good at close combat, and also possesses a famous skill that makes martial arts from the same realm a headache, the thin monkey man really can't find an opponent who can make him enjoy himself in the rivers and lakes of Shihao country.Only then did he join the army. In the beginning, he actually had a relationship with the prince, but the nerdy prince was not a knowledgeable person. He was given a false job in the army and never gave real benefits. He simply ran to Han Jingxin's camp, intending to fish in troubled waters. Getting a great general, especially Mr. Zeng's statement that tens of thousands of enemies are on the battlefield, made him feel very appetizing.

In Jianghu, even if it is full of people, how many people can be killed?

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of people are often mixed together, and they are so violent that they can even kill their own people by mistake

When the lean and short martial arts master tapped his toes, he flew away.

Han Jingxin said to the man holding the long lance: "I also ask General Xu to help Hu Han hold the battle, so that he won't capsize in the gutter. After all, he is a mountain monk, so we'd better be careful."

The burly general who was not wearing armor nodded lightly, clamped his horse's belly, and rode forward slowly.

After leaving Beijing, this young military general from the frontier did not carry armor at all, only the ancestral horse in his hand.

He doesn't like what the prince Han Jingxin did, but he doesn't feel disgusted. Although Han Jingxin has a surly temper, is obsessed with fishing, and likes to kill indiscriminately, his brains are not bad. On the other hand, His Royal Highness the prince is full of books. , is a good man, in fact, being the emperor of Taiping would be a good thing for the people of Shihao country, but in troubled times, he is doomed to have little future, just now it is in troubled times, not only the chaos of several countries, but the whole Aquarius Continent Everything is in chaos, at this juncture, of course he wants the good birds to choose a tree to live in, even if the tree has grown crooked long ago.

After Hu Han and General Xu's two confidants left one after another, Han Jingxin actually didn't care much about the battlefield there, and continued to chat with Mr. Zeng beside him.

Let's talk about the current chaos in Aquarius Continent.

Han Jingxin said something here and there, without any structure.

But that Mr. Zeng didn't look down on his thoughts in the slightest.

The short, skinny monkey-like man leaped out of the horse, did not fly towards him directly, but landed lightly on the snow, as if taking a walk, and walked carelessly towards Sanqi.

Ma Duyi was unavoidably nervous, and said softly, "Here we come."

After all, he is a powerful retinue next to His Royal Highness, and he seems to be a master of martial arts who is good at hand-to-hand combat, a Qi trainer under the earth fairy, once he gets close, who would not bite down a layer of pure martial arts like a mad dog? Skin.This is the consensus of the mountain monks and the rivers and lakes under the mountain.No matter how much Ma Duyi believed in Mr. Chen beside him, he was still uneasy, and Zeng Ye didn't even dare to breathe. Regarding Mr. Chen, he had only heard about the various deeds and feats that happened in the boundary of Shujian Lake, and had never seen it with his own eyes. The tall boy who used to brush the snow off his body from time to time was already covered in sweat and could not feel the slightest bit of wind and snow chill.

Chen Ping got off his horse, shook off some snowflakes on his shoulders, and rolled up his cuffs.

Walking towards the face of the martial arts master who has defeated all the invincible opponents in Shihao country, he walked slowly.

There is no tense atmosphere, but it is like two friends from the rivers and lakes who have reunited after a long absence.

Ma Duyi only hates that her soul is unstable. The fox fur talisman is not only her shelter, but also a kind of restraint. She was a monk in the Dongfu Realm before she was alive

It's just that Ma Duyi was a little discouraged when he thought that his cultivation in the Dongfu realm seemed to be of no help to Mr. Chen tonight.

A woman's mind is really tender and twists and turns like a river.

Zeng Ye asked timidly, "Miss Ma, Mr. Chen will be fine, right?"

Ma Duyi turned his head to look at that naive tall boy, and said angrily: "Don't you want something to happen, and then rely on you to turn the tide?"

Zeng Tie was deflated and choked.

The forty-year-old swordsman seemed to have a feeling, and while looking at the movement in front of him, he said slowly: "The battle line of the Dali barbarians is too long, as long as the Zhu Ying dynasty gritted its teeth for another year, and stopped the enemy at the gate of the country." In addition, the two cavalry troops under Dalisu Gaoshan and Cao Ping were successfully stopped to prevent them from rushing into the hinterland. This battle has been fought, and the Dali cavalry has been going smoothly for too long. Between day and night, whether the Zhuying Dynasty can win this battle, in fact, the key is not itself, but how long the vassal states can last. It is to plunder the vassals around the Zhuying Dynasty, and then withdraw their troops to the north."

Han Jingxin joked: "If I didn't know Mr. Zeng's life experience clearly, I would doubt whether Mr. Zeng is a lobbyist of the Zhu Ying Dynasty."

Nian swordsman smiled wryly and said: "I'm just a swordsman who knows how to control swords. I'm just from the Jianghu. Dynasty, I dare not go out with my sword on my back. Now that I think about it, this embarrassing incident can be described as a shame. I should have thought that Zhuying Dynasty would have trampled on Dali’s horseshoes. In the next year, wait until the general situation is clear, and then return to Shihao Country to clean up the country. If the Queen Empress is not trustworthy, I still don’t know where to make a living.”

Han Jingxin suddenly said a digression, "It is said that the Great Li Guoshi has no plans to spare, but together with our Shihao Kingdom, several Zhu Ying clansmen are said to be stubborn. It seems that the Great Li spy The infiltration of our vassal states has been a failure. Our Shihao state also has a frontier soldier, the Huang family, who still thinks there is an opportunity to take advantage of it. He is not willing to be an emperor who eats sand and smells horse dung on the border, and wants to take a big gamble. , it was just a temporary idea to pull my elder brother, the virtuous king, to join Su Gaoshan."

Swordsman Nian shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no one in the world who is truly exhaustive. Only by accurately predicting the general trend, and then every step is in line with the purpose of judging the situation, is the right way."

Han Jingxin said with a full face of convincing, "Mr. Zeng has an excellent opinion."

The Nian swordsman suddenly frowned and remained silent, staring at the battlefield about forty steps away, which was about to explode.

Hu Han and the young monk in blue cotton robes had already stopped.

The horse behind Hu Han, the military general surnamed Xu, was holding a long spear, and he also stopped his horse.

Han Jingxin said suspiciously: "The young man was looking for death, but he didn't retreat. He used the magic of the fairy family to involve Hu Han, and then sacrificed a few powerful natal objects. Instead, he took the initiative to bow his hands to that fox-skin beauty. The bones of the gods who come to the mountain are not as heavy as those of the ordinary people at the bottom of the mountain. With such a master, that flamboyant ghost can be regarded as an unkind person. Isn't this something that a bastard like me will do? "

Nian Swordsman did not agree with Han Jingxin's last "witty" words, and his expression was a bit dignified. It's too shallow, only the lower five realms, so the spiritual flow is dark and stagnant, or it's hidden deep, reaching the height of a sea-watching realm, or even a monk at the Dragon Gate realm, so even I can't see through it. If it's an unexpected pure martial artist, The fist has reached a natural state, but I have been observing the subtle signs of this person dismounting and walking, and his steps are still steady, but the unique meaning of our martial arts is very loose, it is simply a layman without a master to help guide the way ...However, without mentioning these two possibilities, I can confirm one thing, that young man has absolutely no intention of reconciling with us."

Han Jingxin put his hands together, rubbed the jade pendant on his palm, and said with a smile, "Could it be that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers? A fool who is used to playing prestige on the mountain or around the Shimen, and didn't see Hu Han's horror at all. "

Nian Swordsman shook his head, "It's not like that."

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

Han Jingxin was so bored that he exhaled again and again, exhaling large clouds of white mist, "Let's stop guessing, that guy is a mule or a horse, Hu Han punched him down, and it's clear."

Han Jingxin lowered his voice, and said with a chuckle: "It's not a bad thing that Hu Han is really going to hit a hard nail. Maybe Hu Han will be really grateful for my two rewards. This is not an easy thing to do. "

Nian swordsman laughed dumbfoundedly, and nodded slightly.

Han Jingxin's disposition revealed in some of his words really made others have to be convinced.

His Royal Highness, who is not yet a feudal prince, has been able to control the rebellious Hu Han and the arrogant General Xu, not only by his status.

It's strange to see people carrying burdens, and it's hard work. Han Jingxin had the mentality of watching the excitement, while General Xu, who stopped his horse and held the spear, was calm in his heart.

Only Hu Han was in the game. From the very beginning, he was gearing up and jumping for joy. He was getting closer and closer to the young man, and Mr. Zeng, who was watching the battle from afar, Hu Han wanted to be more intuitive.

Until the two sides stopped, the distance was no more than five steps.

Hu Han actually felt a sense of crisis, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he glanced at the bamboo knife and ancient sword hanging on the side of the other party's waist, "Boy, you are also a pure martial artist, right?"

As a result, the young man in a blue cotton robe nodded and asked, "What do you think is a coincidence?"

Hu Han smiled and said: "Coincidental, what a coincidence, since everyone is from the Jianghu, then I can't help but talk about the morals of the Jianghu, let's have a discussion, you and the boy just leave and leave the other side behind." Fox fur female ghost, how are you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and did not speak.

Hu Han's gaze shifted, and he looked again at the depth of the footprints on the snow behind Chen Ping'an.

Ordinary people can't see the difference, but Hu Han, as a martial artist of the seventh realm, naturally has excellent eyesight and sees in detail. From the time the young man got off his horse to the ground, and then came here, he walked in different shades, 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 on the Xianjia Ferry. I knew a long time ago how to hide the depth of my steps and the speed of my breathing, which is harmful to others." No, the heart of defense is indispensable, so after practicing boxing more and more, the habit becomes natural, maybe sometimes I don’t care about it.”

Hu Han was stunned for a moment, then clicked his tongue and said, "Little brother, you are still a master."

Chen Pingan neither admitted nor denied it, "You are a martial artist with a golden body, but your foundation is so battered that it's almost like paper."

Hu Han chuckled, "Little brother, what you said hurt people's feelings. Be careful that I will get upset and pull out your tongue by the roots."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Blame me. In the past six months, I have dealt too much with dead people, and I am used to talking more. In fact, I used to only fight against people, which is not the case."

Hu Han suddenly said: "No wonder, it doesn't matter if it doesn't matter. As a senior in the world, I am just the opposite of my little brother. I like chatting with people the most."

"Killing on the side"

The snow under Hu Han's feet was splashed everywhere.

A punch hit Chen Ping'an's abdomen.

With his sleeves rolled up, Chen Ping'an held the fist with one hand, and pressed the fist lightly with the palm of the other hand. As soon as it touches it, it will be divided, but his figure has already taken advantage of the force and took four or five steps backward.

Hu Han's fist missed, and he followed him like a shadow, and his punches were like a rainbow.

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

Chen Ping'an elbowed Hu Han's punch, and then slid back a few steps, and then took two steps back, and it was the horse.

Hu Han felt that he had roughly tested the true foundation of this godly young man, and was about to stop hiding and come to kill the killer neatly, but the young man not only blocked his fist with his elbow, but also suddenly A burst of ferocity burst out of the flood bursting the embankment, frightened Hu Han to quickly suppress the pure qi in his body, and retreated a few steps. Of course, even if he retreated, as a martial arts master in the golden body state, he was still flowing like clouds and flowing water. decline.

After Hu Han stopped walking, he had an eye-opening look on his face, "Good guy, you pretended to be serious, you even fooled me once."

It turned out that the young man's menacing punch seemed to be fighting him to the death, but in fact it was just a touch of water, and it would stop when he hit it. It was like a child holding a hammer. At a height of an inch or so, the hammer is so still, hovering in the air. The key is that the child seems to be struggling with the hammer, but when he lifts the hammer, he feels no effort at all.

Maybe Hu Han didn't give in, but took the opportunity to get closer, maybe a punch could penetrate this person's chest.

But Hu Han knew very well that the greater possibility was that the other party had a back hand waiting for him, such as the young man's hand hidden behind him.

Since the opponent's control of his own fist is so proficient, even if the level is not high, there must be someone who has helped him refine his body, or has actually experienced life-and-death battles without danger.

Chen Pingan shook his wrists, with a calm expression, "Don't say it's that martial lunatic, although your realm is high, but in fact, your attainments in martial arts are not as good as the smiling face I met in the early years. He should be the same as you He is a pure martial artist, his fists are not enough, and his body skills come together."

Hu Han's face was cloudy and uncertain.

It's not that the No. 1 Shihao country's martial artist is already timid after just fighting, naturally it is absolutely impossible.

It was the hand behind the young man and the sword at his waist that bothered him a little.

This is an instinctive intuition honed by martial arts masters on the line of life and death.

That's the most important thing.

As for the bastard words of "the foundation is poor, the golden body of paper", "the fist is not enough, the body skills are enough", Hu Han didn't care.

"As long as the palms of the hands are aligned, they can be retracted freely. Practicing boxing also pays attention to the importance of refining the mind, and people who do not practice the Tao are inferior. Below the fist is the fist, and after the fist is the skill of martial arts. With a golden body like yours, After being thrown somewhere, those who can’t survive for a few days will only become the best whetstone for martial arts over there.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Okay, let's stop chatting here. I already know how deep you are."

Hu Han also raised his hand with one hand, hooked his fingers with the other, and said with a playful smile: "Reciprocity is reciprocal, this time it's your turn to make the first move, so that you don't think I'm bullying the younger generation, and I don't have the dignity of an elder."

In fact, as long as they fight each other close to each other, Hu Han, nicknamed "Blacksmith", will make money no matter what.

There are only wrong names chosen by parents, and no wrong nicknames given by Jianghu.

Ma Duyi almost didn't laugh out loud after hearing Chen Pingan's phrase "palm in hand, retractable freely".

At first, she thought it was Mr. Chen's nonsense nonsense, but Ma Duyi suddenly restrained his expression and looked at the guy's back. Could it be that his knowledge and fist intent are interlinked and confirmed by each other?

If it were someone else, Ma Duyi would not have such a weird idea at all, but when this person is Chen Pingan, Ma Duyi feels that in case of any eventuality in the world, when it comes to Chen Ping's body, it seems that it may be that one.

Who would sit withered like him in that room at the gate of Qingxia Island?

Will really leave Shujian Lake, with this trip

Chen Pingan stepped out.

Still understatement, not showing the slightest guru air.

Considering that every time Hu Han makes a move, his fist shakes and smashes the snowflakes around him, which is a world of difference.

Hu Han chewed out some aftertaste.

The hidden young man in front of him must be seriously injured, so every time he makes a move, he looks like an accountant who is doing small business, calculating every little profit.

The arrogance of a pure martial artist is really nothing

Hu Han's murderous aura filled his chest, and he let go of his hands and feet completely.

In an instant, Hu Han's heartstrings were tense, and his intuition told him that he shouldn't let that person punch him, but martial arts common sense and Jianghu experience told Hu Han that if he got close, as long as he didn't hold back his hand, the opponent would Sooner or later only one dies.

A little restless.

The punch has arrived.

After being punched, Hu Han laughed loudly, "The little girl can't scratch her itch"

After that, Hu Han couldn't laugh anymore.

Punch to, punch to.

The momentum is like a waterfall flying down three thousand feet.

Hu Han just dealt with it with punches and punches. The figures of the two were erratic, and the road was windy and snowy.

Even if it is really a paper golden body, it is still a golden body that looks down on the rivers and lakes of a country

After seven or eight punches, Hu Han sweated slightly on his forehead.

After eleven punches, Hu Han was not only sweating profusely, blood was already oozing from the corners of his mouth.

And the young man who punched more than once, still showed no signs of exhaustion and wanted to stop.

Hu Han, who has no grievances, is a majestic martial artist of the seventh realm. He simply gave up the idea of ​​fighting back. Gang Qi spreads all over the body's meridians, protecting the key acupoints. Let this young man continue to punch. Pure infuriating energy will eventually be exhausted, and that is the best time for Hu Han to deliver a punch.

But Hu Han heard that Mr. Zeng yelled in the distance behind him, "General Xu, quickly help Hu Han to interrupt this man's fist!"

General Xu frowned, but without any hesitation, he rode out.

He can be said to be the No. 1 horse warrior in the Shihao Kingdom. He sits on the back of a horse and holds a long spear. He has outstanding combat power and is not a warrior in the general sense.

The reason why Hu Han was willing to keep pace with this person before, and he still talked and laughed, of course, this is the fundamental reason, everything depends on his true ability.

As for the "Henglongfu Shilang" who spread throughout the court and the public in the Shihao Kingdom, it originated from the fact that when this person entered the palace for the first time to meet the emperor, he was specially allowed to bring a long lance with him into the palace, and then, in front of all the military officials, At the end of the court meeting that day, His Majesty the Emperor actually ordered someone to bring a strong horse that had not yet been tamed, and asked him to ride on the horse and hold a long lance. On a long stone slab, with the tip of the lance, he wrote an article Handed down from generation to generation, and must ride horses non-stop, otherwise the ancestral long spear will be taken away and expelled from the frontier army.If it is done, there will be a big reward, and you will be a military officer of the fourth rank

In the end, he became famous all over the country.

Gently put down the long lance, kneeled down and kowtowed, at the bottom of the steps, kowtowed to the emperor to thank Long En.

At that time, the young military general was trembling all over and spoke excitedly.

Everyone felt that this young man with prosperous martial arts was so grateful that he couldn't restrain it.

His Majesty the Emperor Longyan was very happy, and personally bestowed the title of "Henglong Fu Poetry".

But he has been resentful about this all these years, and he regards it as a great humiliation in his life

For four generations, a long lance soaked in the blood of countless enemies, passed down from father to son time and time again, was reduced to the point where a woman embroidered with needle and thread after being handed over to him

He, Xu Mao, has been loyal for generations, and his ancestors died generously. On the battlefield, there has never been any cheers and applause. How can he, Xu Mao, be a sensational actor?

One person, one rider, one spear, charged and killed, with the aura of landslides and ground cracks.

Although the figures of Chen Pingan and Hu Han were intertwined, what Xu Maolifeng was pointing at was exactly the neck behind Chen Pingan's No.12 punch.

Chen Pingan no longer reluctantly handed out the next punch in the God-man beating drum style.

All this is expected.

It wasn't the cavalry general Changlance who arrived, but the young man's long sword.

Chen Ping just slapped Hu Han, who was not fatally injured for the time being, staggering, just blocking the sharp edge of the cavalry general's long lance, while he moved a few steps sideways.

Xu Mao twisted his wrist slightly, the long lance that was about to string Hu Han into candied haws, the lance barely managed to stab through the latter's armpit.

Chen Ping stepped on the ground heavily.

On the ground, within a radius of seven or eight feet of Chen Ping'an, snow was flying in an instant.

Xu Mao closed his eyes almost instantly.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he raised the long lance high and stabbed away.

The long lance sank.

A cyan figure stepped on a long lance, slid down, hit a knee, and knocked Xu Mao down from the horse's back and flew away.

It's just that Xu Mao held on to the long lance tightly and didn't let go. He vomited a mouthful of blood. Xu Mao stood up, but found that the man was standing on the back of his horse, and didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Only then did Xu Mao look at Hu Han who had withdrawn from the battlefield, and said furiously, "Hu Han was the one who rescued you from the predicament, but you stood by and deliberately harmed me."

Chen Ping did not look at Xu Mao, but looked at Han Jingxin and the young swordsman farther away, and said with a smile: "I advise you not to rely on him, a paper-made golden body that has already been frightened is unreliable .”

Han Jingxin's face was a bit solemn, both Xu Mao and Hu Han were defeated. They fought against each other twice, and they lost each other. If Hu Han really lost the guts of his master, how will he fight the next fight? Could it be that Mr. Zeng by his side is more reliable than Hu Han and Xu Mao, but Han Jingxin has his own plan. That person, otherwise don't make a move, just protect yourself.

If Mr. Zeng doesn't make a move, no matter how bad the situation is, there is still room for maneuver. Once Mr. Zeng makes a move and loses, will he still have to apologize to others?

That also requires people to be willing to give themselves a chance to repair their relationship.

It is said that some mountain cultivators who are stubborn in their horns are ruthless, for what reason, it is a veritable denial of relatives.

Mr. Zeng said softly: "Your Highness, if I don't take action, people's hearts will be scattered, and I have to be slaughtered. If I take action, it is possible for Hu Han and Xu Mao to join hands with me to surround and kill this person. But there is a prerequisite. It can be defeated with one move.”

Han Jingxin smiled far-fetchedly, "Mr. Zeng was joking."

Xu Mao returned to the cavalry team and changed to a war horse to ride, his face was very angry.

Hu Han wanted to go back, but when he was about to make a move, the young man turned to look at him.

Hu Han seemed to be scared out of his wits, and stayed where he was resentfully.

Chen Ping felt that whether it was Hu Han or Xu Mao, it was not that simple.

It's just that the situation is delicate, everyone hides their clumsiness, and they are not willing to exert their lives.

It seems that the military spirit of the cavalry under Han Jingxin's command is quite interesting.

The young swordsman who had almost never used a sword came out slowly on horseback.

The two riders are more than thirty steps apart.

Chen Pingan, who was always standing on horseback, asked, "Sir, you are not a swordsman, but a swordsman."

Swordsman Nian shook his head, "I can't afford to be called Mr. Zeng. My surname is Zeng. I'm a gangster. Wherever there is food, go beg for it."

The man laughed and said, "Then it might be unethical."

Chen Ping'an held back with one hand, then spread out the palm of the other hand, "Do as you please."

The man looked at Hu Han, "I implore General Xu and I to put aside our grievances for the time being and cooperate sincerely to kill the enemy together."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Since Senior Zeng is also a pure martial artist, you should be able to see that you, a martial artist with a golden body, stand out from the crowd. A real martial artist is trying to raise his state of mind forcefully, facing even Enemies who are one level higher than themselves are not afraid at all, and they divide life and death. Jianghu, it’s really interesting. If it’s not a coincidence that this person happens to be the number one in Shihao Country’s Jianghu, it is estimated that as long as he is alive, the entire Shihao Country’s Jianghu will be dragged down by him for a day.”

The corners of Xu Mao's mouth curled up.

This seems to be accepted.

However, this did not delay him holding a long lance, and slowly came out again.

Hu Han was thoughtful.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan turned his head and said again: "I figured it out, but unfortunately you can't do it."

Hu Han stretched his neck, "Oh, that's not necessarily the case."

Hu Han's momentum changed completely, it seemed that until this moment, he was the real Hu Han, the No.

Hu Han said loudly: "Mr. Zeng, General Xu, I will take the lead later, you just need to support one or two."

Chen Ping turned a deaf ear to Hu Han's words, and turned a blind eye to Xu Mao's insistence on coming out.

The wind and snow were boundless, and in Chen Ping's sight, there was only the Nian swordsman with the long sword on his back.

Not seeing the man make a move, the long sword unsheathed behind his back, soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

This is the housekeeping skill of a sword master, the art of controlling the sword.

It is also the biggest reason why Shan Jianxiu sneered at the sword master under the mountain.

Chen Pingan held down the hilt of the big imitation Qu Huang ancient sword with his left hand, "Coincidentally, I am also a swordsman."

Slowly push the sword out of its sheath with your thumb an inch or so.

The posture of the mountains.

It was already hard to tell whether it was fist intent or sword intent.

Xu Mao couldn't help squinting his eyes because he felt a little dazzling.

But Xu Mao was the first to strike.

The horse galloped wildly, holding the lance forward.

Not to be outdone, Hu Han rushed towards Chen Pingan.

Nian swordsman smiled.

The ancient sword with the hilt of white jade ganoderma lucidum is still missing.

Chen Pingan took a big step forward on the horse's back, and then his body disappeared out of thin air after one step was lost.

Hu Han just jumped over the horse's back and landed on the opposite road.

The next moment, the cyan figure appeared beside Xu Mao, leaned on his shoulder, and knocked Xu Mao and his horse into the air.

Xu Mao left the horse in mid-air and landed steadily. The poor horse fell heavily on the snow field tens of feet away and died suddenly on the spot.

But even weirder things happened, exactly the same as Chen Pingan's inexplicable disappearance, the swordsman of that year also left out of thin air, also silently.

Not only that, but the scabbard on the back was also discarded, and fell off the horse's back, just skewed into the snow.

Chen Pingan stood on the back of the horse, frowning and saying nothing.

Gently push Da Fang Qu Huang back into the scabbard.

He stared down at the empty scabbard.

Hu Han and Xu Mao, who had glanced in surprise before, might have been focusing on themselves, but they didn't realize that the scabbard was real, and what was hidden in the scabbard was not a long sword, but more like a straight knife.

Chen Pingan was a little helpless, and murmured: "Crow's mouth, I really met a credit knife."

The scabbard remained.

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

Everywhere is eccentric.

The previous "Mr. Zeng" said that Chen Pingan was like this, but now it is a retaliation.

Let go of the things you don't understand first, and finish the things you understand first.

For example, Chen Ping pulled up the scabbard from the snow with the skill of controlling the sword, and waved his sleeve casually.

The scabbard disappeared like a flying sword.

It penetrated the neck of the prince of Shihao Kingdom.

After confirming that there were no immortal spells such as death talismans, Chen Pingan stopped looking at the corpse that had slumped off the horse's back.

Chen Ping turned around, his eyes wandering between Xu Mao and Hu Han.

Xu Mao didn't move at all, he held the long lance tightly.

Hu Han has already run wildly.

Chen Ping ran after him.

The figures of the two disappeared from everyone's sight one after another.

All the elite cavalry looked at each other.

Waiting for Xu Mao to give orders.

Since the sky has fallen, there must be a tall man to top it.

After about half a stick of incense.

The return of the cyan figure can be vaguely seen, carrying something in his hand.

Both Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye were going crazy.

It turned out that Xu Mao was in a daze. Not long after Chen Ping left, he first gathered the leading elite servants of the palace, then violently attacked, and then went on a killing spree, killing all the more than forty cavalry one by one, and finally He even squatted down, cut off the head of the prince Han Jingxin with a sword, hung it on his waist, picked three war horses, turned over and rode one of them, and the other two were used as alternate auxiliary horses for long-distance raids, so as not to hurt the horses' legs .

Xu Mao left without this.

Instead, he sat quietly on the horseback, waiting for Chen Ping'an to return.

Chen Pingan came near Xu Mao, threw Hu Han's head to the general on horseback, and asked, "How?"

Xu Mao took the head, hung it beside the saddle, and said with a smile, "You guessed it, right? The future emperor of the Shihao Kingdom died, and I, a mortal sinner who is not good enough to protect the lord, what else can I do? .”

Chen Pingan was not surprised.

Xu Mao asked: "Don't kill me"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "You helped me clean up the mess, what are you doing killing you, you're asking for trouble."

Xu Mao glanced at the young man whose face was still pale, and said with a smile, "I hope we won't meet again in the future."

Chen Pingan nodded, "It's best."

Xu Mao turned the horse's head and rode away in the wind and snow.

Chen Pingan squatted down, took a handful of snow with both hands, and used it to wipe his cheeks.

In addition to the dead bodies all around, there are also those war horses that linger, lower their heads and gently touch their masters.

After letting go of the hand, the blood soaked the snow and scattered on the ground.

Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye who rushed over were about to speak, but Chen Ping waved his hand to signal them not to speak yet.

Leaping on the back of a war horse, he looked in a direction, which was slightly different from the direction Xu Mao left.

A moment later, Chen Pingan sat on the horse's back and reached out to wipe away the blood that flowed from his ears and nose in an instant.

After killing Hu Han, he took the Yang's shop's secret medicinal ointment, and there was no pain all over his body, but it was still troublesome to cover up the tragedy.

Otherwise, a hero like Xu Mao might have to kill him with his carbine.

In fact, Xu Mao did have this plan.

But after being noticed by Chen Pingan, he resolutely gave up and left completely.

It's not difficult to kill Xu Mao, but Chen Ping can only take care of this mess after killing Xu Mao.

The reason why Chen Pingan didn't use the two flying swords from the beginning to the end, let alone take out the half-immortal weapon, except for pure warriors, killing royal family members, even an emperor, is not a broken mountain rule, because warriors, He has never been a mountain man, but a Qi trainer is, and a Qi trainer is a swordsman, naturally even more so.Also, Chen Ping'an also wanted to have a hearty fight with others. This point was the inspiration from the ghostly General Wei who stayed at the Lingguan Temple overnight.

It doesn't feel like it's working.

Ma Duyi still understood the deep meaning of Chen Pingan's action better than Zeng Ye.

She had never felt so creepy.

In the territory of Shihao Country, where is the intrigue of Shujian Lake?

Chen Pingan said hoarsely: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. After we leave at least a hundred miles away, we can find a hidden place to shelter from the wind and snow."

Sanqi continued on his way.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to put on the dharma robe and gold wine directly outside the cotton robe to cover up his bleak situation.

Xu Mao had already gone away, but the general of Shihao Kingdom, who was about to join the Great Li Cavalry, stopped his horse suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zeng"

That young "swordsman" really walked out from the wind and snow in the distance, came to Xu Mao, and said with a smile: "General Xu, you can return the long spear that was passed down from your ancestors to me. I believe that Xu's word of mouth Zu Xun, there is such a sentence that you have been unable to understand for so many years. But if possible, I would like to borrow a horse from you, so that you can continue to keep this long horse with the word Fengxue engraved on it. Leng, one day in the future, even if I don't come to pick it up personally, someone will come to find Xu Mao, the patrol envoy of Dali, how about it?"

Xu Mao nodded, his eyes were hot, "Yes"

The man led a horse and drifted away.

This identity, long sword, name, background, everything seems to be a fake man, he led the horse away, seemed to feel something, and said with a slight smile: "The heart is not forced, and the body is not restrained. What is intestinal qi, depressed not comfortable"

He turned his head to look in the direction of Chen Pingan, regretfully said: "It's a pity that the number of places is limited, so we can't do business with you. some."

The speed of the three riders is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

It all depends on Chen Ping's injury.

But in the eyes of Ma Duyi, although this Mr. Chen was seriously injured, it seemed that his mood didn't change much.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Winter is suitable for dense snow, and there is the sound of broken jade. Have you heard this sentence?"

Ma Duyi nodded and said: "I have heard."

Chen Pingan hummed, "Sure enough, he is very knowledgeable, and he lives up to such a good name."

Ma Duyi held back a smile, "I just heard about it."

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "This joke is like this wind and snow."

Ma Duyi was a little puzzled.

She began to think deeply about this sentence.

Zeng Ye said sullenly: "Mr. Chen should be saying that Miss Ma, your jokes are more cold and windy."

Ma Duyi looked at Chen Pingan suspiciously.

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "You also believe Zeng Ye's words."

Ma Duyi thought about it, and she was right, so she gave Zeng Ye a hard look.

Zeng Ye felt a little sad.

Ma Duyi hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to speak.

Chen Pingan said: "I want to ask if we want to gather the souls of those cavalrymen?"

Ma Duyi felt guilty, "I don't think it's necessary, but"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "But I think I'm a person who can't figure it out. I always like to do weird things that go around, right?"

Some words can be spoken, which means that they are not pressed in their hearts.

This is a good thing.

Ma Duyi was in a good mood, so he smiled a little.

Chen Pingan said: "Actually, as long as you hold the end of the thread, even if it is a mess for a while, you don't have to be afraid, just take your time."

Ma Duyi's competitive temper came again, "Then Mr. Chen also said that we have to ride the horse away for more than a hundred miles, why don't we take our time?"

Chen Ping poured out a elixir hidden in the Palace of Water, took a sip of the wine, and swallowed it together, quite helplessly, and did not refute anything.

Ma Duyi laughed to himself.

Zeng Ye shook his head, woman.

The three rode their horses in the wind and snow.