Chapter 447 What a coincidence, I am also a swordsman

Meet each other on a narrow road.

A light cavalry of more than thirty people stopped slowly, their bows and swords were covered with heavy snow, and they were extremely capable.

About half of the cavalry were holding torches, and the first few were not wearing standard armor. They were surrounded by a young man with a face as beautiful as a jade, his eyes covered by the wind and snow, and he was wearing a snow-white fox fur. He was looking at the three knights with narrowed eyes and pursed his thin scarlet lips. He was a handsome nobleman.

There are three personal guards on both sides of this person who stopped their horses. On the left hand side, there is a burly and strong man holding a long spear. The blade is sharp and shining under the light of the torch in the hands of the cavalry behind him. Hui.

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

On the right side, there is only one person, about forty years old, with a dull expression, carrying a long sword with a pine grain sheath on his back. The hilt is shaped like Ganoderma lucidum. The man often covers his mouth and coughs.

The young man seems to be closest to the middle-aged man on his right. He is sitting high on the horseback, but his body is slightly tilted towards this man.

After coughing, the middle-aged swordsman glanced at the three knights who were more than fifty steps away, and said softly: "Your Highness, as I said before, it is indeed two people and one ghost. The woman is a ghost. Wearing fox fur, it is most likely a fox fur beauty talisman made exclusively by the Xu family in Qingfeng City."

The middle-aged swordsman stretched out his hand as if to catch some snowflakes, but unexpectedly, he found it in his palm. Suddenly, an exquisite figure as tall as a finger appeared. She was all white, with a pair of feather wings on her back, blending into the wind and snow. At such a close distance, it was not easy for little ones to notice. Presumably this is the so-called Immortal Scout. Its function is similar to that of a divine man who can see mountains and rivers, except that one relies on magic and the other relies on living creatures.

"Thank you for your hard work." The man smiled at the little guy in his palm, and took out an exquisite small blue and white porcelain jar from his sleeve. The charm flew in, and the man slowly took the jar back into his sleeve. .

The young man who was respectfully called "Your Highness" by the swordsman raised his eyebrows, his eyes were hot, his body tilted further, and he smiled and said: "Mr. Zeng, I have heard about the Xu family in Qingfeng City, but it's just that The queen mother was reluctant to let me leave the capital to join the feudal clan, which was delayed for eight years. I stayed in the palace in the capital all the year round. In order to avoid suspicion, and to save some money for the admonishers at Yushitai, I never had the opportunity to contact the immortal master on the mountain. What exactly is this fox-skin beauty talisman, and what is so wonderful about it? Mr. Zeng is very knowledgeable and has traveled half a continent, so he told me about it."

The middle-aged swordsman said it to me before the young man said it. At that time, probably because of the wind and snow, my bones could not withstand the torment. I took out a porcelain bottle and poured out two emerald green elixirs, the size of soybeans. I raised my hand and patted it into my mouth. Then my face became a little rosy. , after taking the medicine, there was still a smile on the middle-aged man's face, and he said: "The Xu family sits on a millennium fox hill where old foxes have been haunted. They have formed an alliance with the Xu family, and every year they give out a few pictures that have grown for a hundred to three hundred years. The high-quality fox skins are used to make talisman paper, which is sold all over Aquarius Continent and is popular in most of the continent. Most of the earthly immortal mansions that don't have to worry about immortal money have several fox skins.As a maid and a maid, the beauty on the talisman paper is no different from a living person after landing. The talisman paper can also be filled with ghosts and ghosts, which should be the case with the female ghost in front. If the mountain fairy family has a good relationship with the Xu family in Qingfeng City, before purchasing the fox skin talisman paper, they can also send a portrait of the girl they like, and the Xu family will have someone specialize in carving the skin according to the picture. Several old worshipers are all skilled in it. This master of painting has never let buyers down. ”

The young man suddenly realized that he looked at the “woman” who stopped his horse in the distance, his eyes became more and more salivating.

Although he has not left Beijing to join the feudal clan according to the ancestral system for so many years, But my stay in the capital was not in vain. My biggest hobby was to leave the prison that had twice been the "Qianlong Mansion" in history, and disguise myself as a down-and-out scholar who failed in the imperial examination, or a foreign knight who traveled around the capital. I had already tried it all. All kinds of beautiful women, especially the family members of the admonishing officials in the Yushitai, the slightly pretty women and girls, all gave him a trick, so they all flew into the imperial study desk like snowflakes. He could even read the impeachment transcripts at will. There was no other way. The seemingly strict and terrifying imperial family would still pamper Yao'er. Besides, his mother's skills were not simple. His father was manipulated to be submissive. A family of three reunited in private, and the king of a country would not feel ashamed even if he teased his mother in front of his mother. Instead, he would laugh endlessly, so he really didn't care about those jokes used to pass the boring time. If he didn't scold those old bastards, he would feel ashamed.

But after living like this for too long, he always felt that something was missing.

He was. Those who want to be emperors cannot be the gods of the middle and fifth realms. Those who cannot bear the hardships of tempering their bodies and practicing boxing can't be true martial arts masters. As for leading troops to fight and kill, they are not in the mood.

So he can't help complaining about his mother. The prince is not him, and now he is not even the wise king. Does his mother really love him instead of deliberately raising him as a waste? But those two brothers? They are all the bastards of the former queen. Looking at their current miserable situation, they have been found a reason by their mother. They are like a lost dog. They cannot return to their home and can only wander around outside the capital. Those rural women with a rustic nature have long been tired of it. No matter how beautiful these women are, they are not as good as rich and beautiful women who know how to serve others. He issued a death order, requiring him to personally lead people to kill the Dali scouts. Wasn't this forcing him to go to a dead end? In fact, he was not optimistic about the empty Zhu Ying Dynasty. Deep down, he wanted to join the powerful Dali barbarians. , if he were the one sitting on the Dragon Throne now, he would have opened the gate of the capital long ago and led the horse into the capital for Su Gaoshan. What fun is there in fighting? He would like to see the fighting scene of thousands of Qi practitioners. Is that a real fight between gods, a fight on horseback, a competition between two nests of ants?

But it was not bad to go out to relax this time, and I met a fox-piyan who is no different from a living person? Ghost.

The young prince is happy.Got pregnant.

The other three cavalrymen had also stopped for a long time, just confronting the fine cavalrymen.

The prince of the Shihao Kingdom named Han Jingxin, the most notorious royal family member in both the government and the public, smiled gradually.

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

As expected of a mountain monk with a fox-skin beauty, he is either one of the lawless wild cultivators in Shujian Lake, or a genealogy master in Shihao Kingdom. He is young and energetic, which is understandable.

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

Han Jingxin felt very strongly about killing people on a snowy night. The pursuit not long ago was too trivial. He killed a man who had retired and returned to his hometown in early autumn, and then left. He is just a Yushitai official who moves as slow as a tortoise in the south of Beijing. The blame lies with his family's poor breeding. He cannot give birth to a decent-looking daughter and cannot marry a woman who is even remotely attractive. In this way, he can There was no trace of affection left. He scolded himself so heartily that even his father, the emperor and his mother were implicated by him. In vain, he gained a reputation as a courageous speaker among the scholars. This was also Forget it, the old man is no longer an official, he still likes to complain along the way, stop and go, talk about current affairs with some famous scholars who are not capable of being an official,

So Han Jingxin had nothing to do anyway, so he planned to be a filial son, catch up with the convoy, and stab the old man in the stomach with his own hands. After hearing too many complaints for so many years, his ears were calloused, so he wanted to see that guy again with his own eyes. His stomach was grumbling, but he felt that he was still kind-hearted. Seeing the old man holding his stomach in the snow, he felt really pitiful, so he cut off the old man's head with a knife, and now it was hanging on the side of the martial arts master. On the side of the saddle, in the wind and snow on the way back, the head was silent, which made Han Jingxin a little uncomfortable.

Han Jingxin was playing with a jade pendant in one hand. It was just an ingenious object on the mountain. It could not be regarded as a real fairy magic weapon. It was just held in the palm of his hand. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. It was said to be produced by Yunxia Mountain, so it was pretty good. Han Jingxin raised his free hand and waved, signaling the three knights to give way.

As expected, the three riders turned their horses’ heads slowly and one after another, making way for them.

Han Jing was delighted. Is there really such a naive monk in the world?

Over there.

Ma Duyi reminded softly: "Mr. Chen, the other party does not look like an official who is following the right path."

Chen Pingan nodded and said something that made both Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye feel a little uncomfortable. Adaptable words are most suitable for tonight's biting wind and snow.

"I know that the other party will not give up. I will give in and show off, so that they will be bolder when they take action."

Zeng Ye's face was stiff, and he didn't know it was because of Feng. Xue was frozen, but she was still frightened by these words.

Chen Pingan did not look at the timid tall young man, and said slowly: "We are the two of us who will die if we are not good enough. Ma Duyi will be the worst. Life will be worse than death. I can't understand this." , from now on I can practice on the mountain with peace of mind.Don't go around the world. ”

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

The previous signal to the three knights to get out of the way was just a little trick for a cat to tease a mouse. It was a dispensable appetizer, a real hard dish, and was served immediately

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Zeng Ye, if Ma Duyi and I are not with you tonight, and you and Su Xinzhai are the only two cavalry, what should you do in the face of this cavalry army? ”

Zeng Ye just thought about it for a moment, and sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Chen Pingan stopped talking.

Some truths are so unpleasant, No matter what others say, it is difficult for the listener to empathize with it unless he has experienced similar experiences.

But those who cannot listen to certain truths are actually lucky people. /p>

Because people who have experienced misfortune, as long as they encounter similar things, they already understand it without the need for others to reason.

But these are nothing, and the more Chen Pingan thinks about it, the more horrified he becomes. One of the things he discovered was that people who were full of malice towards the world seemed to be more able to endure hardships and remember them than good people with kind hearts, and even took a small bite out of smarter people. Unfortunately, I couldn't enjoy some blessings that I shouldn't have, so I began to figure out the principles of life, and seriously thought about the solutions to various difficulties, how to use the power of others to gain advantage, how to benefit myself at the expense of others, how to achieve enlightenment by one person, Whether chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven depends entirely on the mood and interests of the Taoist person...

Chen Pingan hopes that his opinion is wrong, and the more wrong the better.

Why should he ask for it. Do good people have to be smarter than bad people in order to live a good life?

Chen Pingan exhaled and pointed at the young men in the cavalry in front of Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, "You may not have paid attention. Or maybe I didn’t have the chance to see it. I have seen this person’s face twice in the newspaper on your Catkin Island in Shujian Lake, so I know that his name is Han Jingxin, and he is the half-brother of the prince Han Jingling. He is very famous in the capital city of Shihao Kingdom, and he is the most pampered biological son of the Queen of Shihao Kingdom.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his palms, "I once had dealings with His Royal Highness the Prince, whose status is roughly the same as Han Jingling and Han Jingxin. They are also brothers. They were in a place called Daquan Dynasty in Tongye Continent." , but compared to these two brothers, the two Tongyezhou people seem to have better minds. When doing things, no matter whether they are good or bad, he will at least scheming against others. The Yao'er of the Emperor of Shihao Kingdom in front of him seems to prefer head-on confrontation. "

Ma Duyi's expression changed slightly.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't worry, no one knows your true identity, and the family will not be harmed. "

Ma Duyi said angrily: "Do you still need to tell me this? I'm worried that if you try to be brave and leave your life here in vain, when the time comes... I will be implicated in that perverted thing.The prince is kidnapped! ”

Of course Chen Pingan knew that Ma Duyi was sincere and worried about his safety. As for the last half of her sentence, maybe it was because women are naturally thin-skinned and like to deliberately use sincere good words as bad words. Tell others.

Chen Pingan turned to her and smiled: "I never asked you to turn around and run away, right? ”

Zeng Ye’s mind was filled with that Miss Su. She was thinking about how to deal with Mr. Chen’s situation if it happened. Her mind was so confused that she didn’t understand what Mr. Chen was saying. The implication.

Ma Duyi is a smart woman with a delicate heart, otherwise she would not have been able to reach the Dongfu Realm of the Fifth Middle School at such a young age. If she had not suffered a misfortune and faced that dragon, At that time, she didn't know whether she was mad or something, but she insisted on not retreating. Otherwise, she would have the hope of reaching the high position of a monk in the Dragon Gate Realm step by step in Shujian Lake in this life. By then, she would have a good relationship with the founder of the sect and the monks on several big islands. Occupying an island can be regarded as "establishing a sect" in Shujian Lake.

Although Ma Duyi heard what Chen Pingan meant, he was still worried and said: "Mr. Chen really wants to die with that prince." Fight to the end? "

Ma Duyi hurriedly explained: "Of course I don't want to speak for that group of cavalry. It's just that our Shujian Lake has never respected the struggle of spirits. We either don't take action or eradicate the roots. Once we fight with this Han There is a conflict between Jingxin and we will go to the hinterland of Shihao Kingdom and pass through many northern states and counties. Will it be troublesome? What big thing is delaying Mr. Chen? "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will take care of it. Killing was never the goal. However, this Han Jingxin seemed to have become addicted to killing people after leaving the capital. Among the retinue, there were several heads hanging on the saddles. They looked like they were not Dali scouts. This meant that they were not used as certificates of military merit, but as certificates of military merit. Murder is an act of anger. "

Chen Ping'an casually drew a line in the air.

Not only did Zeng Ye not understand, but even Ma Duyi, whose shoulders were covered with snow, felt confused.

p>

Chen Pingan slapped his forehead and said to Ma Duyi: "I forgot that I can put you in my sleeve. "

Ma Duyi covered her mouth and smiled sweetly.

Han Jingxin, seeing the woman's charming appearance, felt hot in his heart, feeling that the heavy snowfall tonight was not in vain. .

He asked with a smile: "Will killing a few ignorant monks cause trouble to Mr. Zeng?

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head and said: "It's not troublesome to kill the monks. This heavy snow can help a lot. You can destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. Just be careful." The problem was that the convoy was dozens of miles away. His Highness deliberately did not bury the body on the spot. It was easy for someone to follow the clues and draw suspicion on His Highness. Adding the two together, once the opponent's third rider is a genealogy master traveling down the mountain from a large sect, or a wild cultivator from the big island of Shujian Lake, His Highness will only be in trouble. So now Your Highness has three paths to take. ”

“First, since we have laid outAfter a big battle, he followed his example and took a step back, asking someone to talk to the young monk who seemed to have been seriously injured but had not yet recovered. His Highness openly showed his identity and said that he wanted to make a deal with him and pay for the naughty ghost. When power overwhelms people, it is safest to buy things with money. Second, the two sides passed each other and pretended that nothing happened. At most, His Highness missed out on a beautiful blessing. Third, His Highness ordered us to kill them directly, but we just remembered to deal with the corpses of the convoy when we turned back, so as not to leave any traces of suspicion. The monks on the mountain generally didn't bother to reason at all once they became suspicious. ”

Han Jingxin nodded. He had thought through these things, but he couldn’t just have some followers who could fight and kill. He also had to have an aide who could make his master less talkative. This Mr. Zeng was the queen’s confidant, and when he went to Beijing this time, he took him with him, which really saved him a lot of trouble along the way. Han Jingxin said sincerely: "It would be a pity that Mr. Zeng should not be a political advisor. If I am not, I will." If you have the opportunity to become emperor, you must invite your husband to serve as a national advisor. The shitty protector of the country that the queen mother invited with a lot of money is just an embroidered pillow that was tricked and deceived. Although the father is not very helpful in handling the government affairs, he is not blind and too lazy to expose it. He just treats it as an actor. After exchanging the silver for the fairy money on the mountain, my father secretly told me behind the scenes that there were only a few Xiaoshu coins in a year. He also praised my mother for being really good at running the house. Look at the state preceptors of several other vassal states. If they had not taken out a few Grain Rain coins from the treasury, they would have jumped into rebellion long ago.

The skinny monkey man over there was impatient and laughed loudly: "Kill the person who raises ghosts. As for the rare and valuable fox-skinned ghost, leave it to your highness." , train well. What a simple thing. Anyway, we had peeled off more than ten pairs of armors from the Great Li Barbarian Scouts before. His Highness was kind and righteous, and was willing to deduct the two most valuable ones. Instead of selling them all to that coward general Zhan Jin, he rewarded me with one pair and one pair with him. After killing our Hengzhao poet, we kept it in the armor bag anyway, turned around and killed the 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 Dali. The special armor of the monks who accompanied the army among the barbarians was probably thrown at the feet of those old civil servants in the capital, and no one could lift it up. But I heard that those old skeletons with no more than a few kilograms of lean meat, on the bed, were bigger than An outstanding martial artist. "

The young man shook his head and said: "Don't say these words in the capital. ”

After a slight pause, Han Jingxin laughed at himself: “But now I guess it’s no longer troublesome. Even if I hold their ears and curse loudly, they don’t have the heart to impeach me anymore. They are all busy.” Looking for a way out, Shi Hao's surname is not Han, and it has little to do with them anyway. As long as he can continue to be an official, it is for the benefit of the common people.

He glanced at the south, "My brother, the wise king, is so lucky. He was hiding and trying to be a tortoise. No matter where he thought, he was hiding and hiding, but he was about to escape." The new emperor, even if he can't sit on the newly made dragon chair for a few days, after allHe is a man who has been an emperor. How could I not envy him. "

The skinny monkey man was already standing on the horse, "Your Highness, you and Mr. Zeng are talking about your affairs, please tell me the right words, in the end

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Don't worry whether you want to kill those two men or not. I'll keep that female ghost unharmed! "

Han Jingxin smiled and said: "Go ahead. There is also the special armor of Da Liwu Secretary Lang. You won’t let it go in vain. The two contributions will be counted together later. "

The skinny monkey man wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "It's good to just follow His Highness, you will have meat to eat. ”

Skinny Monkey Man is a seventh-level martial artist who is very good at close combat, and he also possesses a famous secret skill that makes fellow warriors have headaches. He really can’t find it in the world of Shihao Kingdom. He joined the army when he found an opponent who made him happy. In the beginning, he was actually acquainted with the prince, but the nerdy prince was not a wise man. He was given a false position in the army and never offered any real benefits, so he simply ran away. When he came to Han Jingxin's camp, he planned to fish in troubled waters and make a fortune as a general. Especially Mr. Zeng's statement about being able to defeat thousands of people on the battlefield made him feel very appetizing.

In the world of martial arts, even if it means killing everyone. , How many people can be killed?

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of people are often mixed together, and even one of their own people can be accidentally killed!

Being a powerful and short martial arts master! At one o'clock, he drifted away.

Han Jingxin said to the man holding the long spear: "Please help General Xu to help Hu Han hold down the formation to prevent him from capsizing in the ditch. After all, we are monks on the mountain. It's better to be careful. ”

The burly military general who was not wearing armor nodded slightly, clamped the horse’s belly, and rode forward slowly.

After leaving Beijing, this young and strong military general from the border border He didn't carry any iron armor at all, only the ancestral horse in his hand.

He didn't like what the prince Han Jingxin did, but he didn't feel disgusted with it. Although Han Jingxin had a surly temperament, he didn't like it. He is obsessed with fishing and likes to kill indiscriminately, but he has a good mind. On the other hand, the bookish Prince is a good person. In fact, being a Taiping Emperor will be a good thing for the people of Shihao Kingdom, but in troubled times, he is destined to be unsuccessful. No big deal, it just so happens that we are in troubled times now, not only in several countries, but also in the entire Aquarius Continent. At this juncture, of course he must choose a good tree to rest on, even if the wood has long grown crooked. < /p>

After Hu Han and General Xu left one after another, Han Jingxin was actually not too interested in the battlefield there and continued to chat with Mr. Zeng beside him.

Let’s talk about the current chaos in the central part of Aquarius Continent.

Han Jing’s words didn’t make any sense.

But Mr. Zeng didn’t have the slightest bit of contempt.

The short, skinny monkey-like man jumped out of his horse, and did not fly towards them directly. Instead, he landed lightly on the snow, as if walking, and walked towards the three cavalry carelessly.

Ma Duyi is inevitably a little nervous, said softly: "Here we come."

After all, he is a powerful retinue of His Royal Highness. It seems that he is also a martial arts master who is good at close combat. A Qi practitioner under the Earth Immortal, once he is close to Who would not bite off a piece of skin from a pure martial artist like a mad dog? This is the consensus of the monks on the mountain and the people below. No matter how much Ma Duyi believed in Mr. Chen around him, he was still uneasy, and Zeng Ye didn't even dare to breathe. Regarding Mr. Chen, he had only heard about all the deeds and feats that happened in Shujian Lake and had never seen it with his own eyes. The tall young man who had brushed the fallen snow off his body from time to time was already covered in hot sweat and could not notice the slightest chill from the wind and snow.

Chen Pingan turned over and dismounted, shook some snowflakes off his shoulders, and rolled up his cuffs.

He walked towards the invincible martial arts master who had conquered all the Shihao Kingdom, walking slowly.

There is no tense atmosphere at all, but rather like two friends reunited after a long absence.

Ma Duyi only hates that her soul is unstable. The fox skin talisman is not only her refuge, but also a kind of constraint. She was a monk in the cave realm after all during her lifetime...

Just a Ma Duyi felt a little discouraged when he thought that his Dongfu realm cultivation could not help Mr. Chen at all tonight.

A woman’s mind is as flexible as a river.

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

Ma Duyi turned to look at the tall and naive young man, and said angrily : "Do you hope that something will happen? And then you can turn the tide?"

Zeng Ye was so deflated and choked.

The 40-year-old swordsman seemed to be inspired by this. While observing the movement ahead, he said slowly: "The Great Li Barbarian's front is stretched too long. As long as the Zhu Ying Dynasty can grit its teeth and survive, One year, the enemy was blocked outside the country, and the two cavalry armies of Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping of the Great Li were successfully stopped to prevent them from rushing into the hinterland in one go. This battle was going to be fought. The cavalry of the Great Li had been going smoothly for too long. , the situation will change, and it may happen in a matter of days. Whether the Zhu Ying Dynasty can win this battle, in fact, the key is not itself, but how long the several vassal states can delay. As long as Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping are defeated. With all the vigor of the army, Da Li could only plunder the vassals around the Zhu Ying Dynasty, and then withdraw his troops to the north."

Han Jingxin joked: "If it were not for Mr. Zeng. My life experience is so clear that I have to wonder if Mr. Zeng is a lobbyist of the Zhu Ying Dynasty."

The middle-aged swordsman smiled bitterly and said: "I am just a swordsman with some inferior sword skills. He is just a person from the world of martial arts. He has always been the most despised kind of pure martial artist among the sword cultivators in the mountains. When I was young, when I first visited the Zhu Ying Dynasty, I didn’t dare to go out with my sword on my back. Now that I think about it, this can be described as a great shame and embarrassment. , I should have thought that the Zhu Ying Dynasty would be trampled to pieces by the Da Li horses, and I should not have encouraged Your Majesty to go to Zhu Ying’s capital to stay dormant for a few years, and then return to Shi Hao Kingdom to clean up the country, if not for the trust of the Empress. I don’t know where it is nowEat as a mixed meal.

Han Jingxin suddenly said something that was thousands of miles away from the topic, "It is said that the great master of the Great Li Kingdom has no clues, but together with our Shihao Kingdom, several major Zhu Ying sects can be said to be the best." Despite their stubborn resistance, it seems that the Da Li spies have failed in infiltrating vassal countries like us. In our Shihao Kingdom, we only have the Huang family, a border soldier. We still thought we had an opportunity. We were not willing to be a local emperor eating sand and smelling horse manure on the border. We wanted to take a big gamble, so we suddenly thought of it and roped in my man. Brother Xianwang, Su Gaoshan joined him.

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no one in this world who can truly plan everything. The only way is to accurately predict the general trend, and then every step is in line with the purpose of judging the situation." ”

Han Jingxin said with a face filled with sincerity and sincerity: “Mr. Zeng has a great opinion.” ”

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly frowned and said nothing, staring at the imminent battlefield about forty paces away.

Hu Han and the young monk wearing a blue cotton robe , they had already stopped.

The horseman behind Hu Han, the general named Xu, had also stopped moving forward.

Han Jingxin said in confusion: "That young man. Looking for death? Not only did he not retreat, but he relied on the magic of the Immortal family to involve Hu Han, and then sacrificed a few powerful life objects, but instead took the initiative to step forward? Do you want to be subdued? Offering the fox fur beauty with both hands? It seems that the bones of the immortal master on the mountain are not much heavier than those of the common people down the mountain. With such a master in the stall, that sexy guy is considered a bad person. Isn't this something that a heartless bastard like me would do? "

The middle-aged swordsman did not echo Han Jingxin's last "quiet" words, and looked a little more solemn, "Everything is wrong. This man is indeed a monk. He has two worlds, big and small." The flow of spiritual energy is either because the cultivation level is too shallow and only the lower five realms, so the spiritual energy flow is dark and stagnant, or it is hidden deeply and has reached the level of sea-viewing realm or even Longmen realm monks, so even I can't see through it. . If it is an unexpectedly pure martial artist, his boxing intention has reached the state of nature, but I have been observing the subtle signs of this person dismounting and walking. The pace is relatively steady, but the 'meaning' unique to us martial artists... is loose. Very well, he is simply a layman without a master to help guide him. However, regardless of these two possibilities, I can be sure of one thing, that young man has absolutely no intention of getting along with us.

Han Jingxin put his hands together, rubbed the jade pendant in his palms, and said with a smile: "Could he be a fool who is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf?" Are you used to showing off your authority on the mountain or in the areas surrounding the master's sect, so you don't see how terrifying Hu Han is? "

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head, "It doesn't look like that. "

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

Han Jingxin was bored, exhaling again and again, exhaling large clouds of white mist, "Let's not make any guesses. Whether that guy is a mule or a horse, it will be clear after Hu Han punches him. "

Han Jingxin lowered his voice and chuckled: "Hu Han is really going to hit a hard nail., which is not a bad thing. Hu Han might be truly grateful for my two rewards, which is quite difficult to achieve. ”

The middle-aged swordsman laughed dumbly and nodded lightly.

Some of Han Jingxin’s words revealed his true nature, which really made others convinced.

This man His Royal Highness, who has not yet become a vassal, is already able to control the unruly Hu Han and the arrogant General Xu. It is not just based on his status.

It is difficult to see how hard someone is. Strange thing, Han Jingxin was just watching the excitement, but General Xu, who had stopped his horse, was calm in his heart.

Only Hu Han was in the game, gearing up and excited from the beginning. Getting closer and closer to the young man, Hu Han was more intuitive than Mr. Zeng who was watching the battle from far behind.

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

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 opponent's waist, "Boy, are you also a pure martial artist? "

As a result, the young man in a green cotton robe nodded and asked: "A coincidence or not?"

Hu Han said with a smile: "What a coincidence, what a coincidence. Since everyone is a member of the Jianghu, I can't help but talk about the morality of the Jianghu. Let's discuss it. You How about just leaving with the young man and leaving the fox-skinned female ghost behind? "

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Hu Han shifted his gaze and once again looked at the depth of the footprints in the snow behind Chen Pingan.

Ordinary people see There is no difference, but as a martial artist of the Seventh Realm, Hu Han naturally has excellent eyesight and can see in detail. From the time when the young man dismounted from the horse and landed here, he walked in different shades, high and low.

Hu Han was stunned for a moment and said: "Little brother, you are still a master! "

Chen Ping'an neither admitted nor denied, "Are you a golden body martial artist? But the foundation was beaten to a pulp, almost like paper.

Hu Han chuckled and said, "Little brother, what you said is so hurtful. Be careful, if I get upset, I will pull out your tongue by the roots." "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Blame it on me. In the past six months, I have dealt with too many dead people, and I am used to chatting more. In fact, in the past, I only wanted to be against people, and I didn't do this. "

Hu Han suddenly said: "No wonder, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As a senior in the world, my little brother and I are exactly the opposite. I like to chat with people the most..."

" While killing people! ”

Snowflakes were flying in the snow under Hu Han’s feet.

Punched into Chen Pingan’s abdomendepartment.

Chen Pingan, with his sleeves rolled up, put one hand behind his back and gently pressed the fist with the palm of his hand. He separated it as soon as it touched, but his figure had already taken advantage of the force and took four or five steps back.

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

The wind and snow on both sides of the short man were swept up and tilted by the powerful fists.

Chen Pingan punched Hu Han with his elbow, then slid back a few steps, then took two small steps back, and there was the mount.

Hu Han felt that he had roughly found out the true background of this godly young man. He was about to stop hiding and kill him with a sharp and painful blow, but the young man's elbow not only blocked it but His fist suddenly erupted with a fierce force like a flood breaking through the embankment. Hu Han was so frightened that he quickly suppressed the pure energy in his body and retreated a few steps. Of course, even if he retreated, as a martial arts master in the Golden Body Realm, , still running smoothly without any signs of decline.

After Hu Han stopped, he had an eye-opening look on his face. The young man's ferocious fist seemed to be fighting him to the death, but in fact it was like a child holding a hammer, lifting it with all his strength, then smashing it down to the ground, and then it actually lifted off the ground. At a height of only a few inches, the hammer stood still, hovering in the air. The key was that the boy seemed to be struggling to lift the hammer, but when he lifted it, it felt like it was no longer strenuous at all.

Perhaps Hu Han did not give in, but took the opportunity to get closer. Maybe he could punch this person in the chest with one punch.

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

Since the opponent is so proficient in controlling his own fist, even if his level is not high, he must have had an expert help him refine his body, or he must have experienced extremely dangerous battles of life and death. war.

Chen Pingan shook his wrist and looked calm, "Don't say you are that martial arts madman. Although you are a high-level person, in fact, in terms of martial arts attainments, you are not as good as the smiling face I met in the early years. He should be a pure martial artist of the same caliber as you. He doesn’t have enough boxing skills but only his body skills.”

Hu Han’s expression was uncertain.

It’s not that Shi Hao, the number one martial artist in the country, is already timid just after the fight, so it’s absolutely impossible.

But the hand behind the young man and the sword at his waist made him a little upset.

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

This is the most terrible thing.

As for the nonsense words such as "the foundation is shoddy and the golden body is made of paper" and "the boxing power is not enough, the body skills can make it up", Hu Han did not pay attention to it.

"As long as the palms of the hands are corresponding, they can be retracted and released freely. Practicing boxing also pays attention to mental training, which is as important as those who practice Taoism. Under the fist intention is the boxing frame, and after the boxing frame is the art of fighting. . With your golden body., after being thrown somewhere, those who cannot survive for a few days will only become the best whetstone for the warriors there. "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Okay, the chat is over. I already know your depth.

Hu Han also put one hand behind his back, raised his hand and hooked his fingers, and said with a playful smile: "As a matter of courtesy, you will make the first move this time, so as not to think that I bully the younger generation and do not have the bearing of an elder." "

In fact, as long as they fight each other in close quarters, Hu Han, nicknamed "The Blacksmith", will always make money.

Only the parents gave the wrong name, not the world. Nickname.

After hearing Chen Ping'an's words, "the palms of the hands can be moved freely," Ma Duyi almost laughed out loud.

At first, she thought it was Mr. Chen's random joke. It was empty talk, but Ma Duyi suddenly calmed down and looked at the guy's back. Could it be that knowledge and boxing spirit were connected and confirmed each other?

If it had been someone else, Ma Duyi would not have had such a weird idea at all. , but when this person is Chen Pingan, Ma Duyi feels that if it happens to Chen Pingan, it seems that he might be that one.

For example, who will sit there like him. Inside the house at the entrance of Qingxia Island Mountain?

Will he really leave Shujian Lake with this trip?

Chen Ping'an will take a step forward. >Still understated, not showing off the slightest bit of mastery.

Compared to Hu Han, whose fists shook and shattered the surrounding snowflakes every time.

It was a world of difference. There is some aftertaste left.

The secretive young man in front of me must be seriously injured, so every time he makes a move, he looks like... a bookkeeper doing a small business. Calculating a petty profit is nothing.

The heroic spirit of a pure warrior is nothing!

Hu Han's chest is full of murder, and he completely lets go.

Suddenly, Hu Han's heartstrings tightened, and his intuition told him that he should not let the person punch him. However, martial arts common sense and Jianghu experience told Hu Han that as long as he did not hold back after getting close, the opponent would Sooner or later, only one will die.

A little uneasy.

After receiving the punch, Hu Han laughed loudly. Their tickling is useless..."

After that, Hu Han couldn't stop laughing.

One punch comes, and the punch comes.

The force is like a waterfall. Three thousand feet.

Hu Han just dealt with it with one punch. The two figures were erratic, and the wind and snow were surging on the road.

Even if it was a paper-like golden body, That is also the golden state that is proud of a country!

After seven or eight punches, Hu Han's forehead was slightly sweaty.

After eleven punches, Hu Han was not only sweating profusely, but also the corners of his mouth. There was blood oozing out.

But the young man who punched faster and faster still showed no signs of exhaustion and wanted to stop.

The extremely frustrated Hu Han. hallThe seventh-level martial artist in Tang Dynasty simply gave up the idea of ​​fighting back. Gang Qi spread throughout the meridians of the body, protecting all the key acupoints. He allowed the young man to continue punching. The punching intention could last for a long time, but the martial artist breathed pure Qi and finally had it. When he is exhausted, that's the best time for Hu Han to deliver a punch.

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

Xu< /p>

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The military general frowned, but without any hesitation, he rushed out on horseback.

He can be said to be the first person in Shihao Kingdom's horse fighting. He sits on horseback, holds a long spear, and has outstanding fighting power. He is not a warrior in the ordinary sense.

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

As for the Shihao Kingdom's "Hengshan Fu Poetry Man" spread throughout the country, it originated from the fact that when this person entered the palace for the first time to meet the emperor, he was specifically allowed to carry a long tree with him into the palace, and then on the same day. In front of all the civil and military officials, at the end of the meeting that day, His Majesty the Emperor actually ordered someone to bring in a fierce horse that had not yet been tamed, and asked him to ride it with a long spear and write on a long stone slab with the tip of the long spear. A poem written by a great Confucian scholar, and he must ride his horse without stopping, otherwise he will be deprived of his ancestral branch and expelled from the frontier army. If it is completed, there will be a big reward, a fourth-grade martial arts officer!

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

Gently lower the long tree, kneel down and kowtow, and thank the emperor for his kindness at the bottom of the steps.

The young general was trembling all over and speaking excitedly.

Everyone felt that this young man with prosperous martial arts was uncontrollably crying with gratitude.

His Majesty the Emperor Long Yan was so pleased that he personally bestowed the title of "Hengshan Poetry Man".

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

Four generations of ancestors, a long tree soaked in the blood of countless enemies, passed down from father to son again and again, but after being handed over to him, it was reduced to the level of a woman embroidering with needle and thread!

He, Xu Mao, has been a loyal martyr for generations, and his ancestors died generously. On the battlefield, there was never any cheers or applause. How can he, Xu Mao, be an actor trying to please the public?

One man, one horse and one horse, charged into the battle, with the momentum of a battlefield that was like landslides and earth shattering.

Although Chen Pingan and Hu Han were entangled, Xu Maofeng's pointer was still pointed at Chen Pingan's neck after delivering the twelfth punch.

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

This is all expected.

Either the cavalry commander Chang Yan arrived, or the middle-aged man’s long sword.

Chen Pingan just slapped Hu Han, who was not fatally injured for the time being, so that he staggered, just blocking the long blade of the cavalry general, while he moved a few steps laterally.

Xu Mao twisted his wrist slightly.He almost skewered Hu Han into a long stick of candied haws, but Feng stabbed the latter through the armpit.

Chen Pingan stomped on the ground.

On the ground, within a radius of seven to eight feet of Chen Pingan, snow suddenly fell.

Xu Mao closed his eyes almost instantly.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, raised his long spear high, and stabbed away.

The long tree sank.

A cyan figure stepped on the long tree, slid down, and hit his knee, knocking Xu Mao off the horse and flying out.

It’s just that Xu Mao clung to Changshan without letting go. He vomited a mouthful of blood. Xu Mao stood up, only to find that the man was standing on the back of his horse and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

Xu Mao then looked at Hu Han, who was pulling away from the battlefield, and said angrily: "Hu Han! I saved you from the predicament, but you stood idly by and deliberately harmed me?!"

Han Jingxin's face was a little solemn. Are Xu Mao and Hu Han defeated? They fought against each other twice and lost each other. This is not scary. What is scary is that it hit the point of the young man. Xu Mao has already created a gap with Hu Han. Once Hu Han really loses the courage of the master, what will happen next? How can we fight in a fight? Do we just rely on Mr. Zeng next to us? Hu Han is more reliable than Xu Mao, but Han Jingxin has his own plan. Mr. Zeng must either make a final decision and kill the man, otherwise he should not take action and just protect himself.

If Mr. Zeng does not take action, no matter how bad the situation is, there is still room for maneuver. Once Mr. Zeng takes action and loses, will he have to apologize to others?

Then you have to be willing to give yourself a chance to repair the relationship.

It is said that some overestimated monks on the mountain are ruthless and want to fight for the sake of the great road.

Mr. Zeng said softly: "Your Highness, if I don't take action and people's hearts are scattered, I will be slaughtered by others. Only by taking action will I be able to get Hu Han and Xu Mao to join forces with me to surround and kill this person. But there is a prerequisite, I cannot fail in one move."

Han Jingxin smiled forcefully, "Mr. Zeng is joking."

Xu Mao returned to the cavalry and changed. A war horse was riding on it, with an extremely angry expression on its face.

Hu Han wanted to go back, but just when he was about to make a move, the young man turned his head and looked at him.

Hu Han seemed to be really frightened and stayed where he was.

Chen Pingan felt that neither Hu Han nor Xu Mao was that simple.

It’s just that the situation is delicate, everyone is clumsy, and they are reluctant to do anything.

It seems that the morale of the cavalry under Han Jingxin is quite worth pondering.

The middle-aged swordsman who had almost never used a sword rode out slowly.

The two riders are more than thirty steps apart.

Chen Pingan, who was always standing on the horse, asked: "Sir, you are not a swordsman, but a swordsman?"

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head, "I absolutely cannot deserve the title of sir. My surname is Zeng. I live in the world and beg for food wherever there is food."

The man said with a smile: "I may not be ethical next time."

Chen. Ping An held the back with one hand and spread the palm of the other hand, "Do it yourself."

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

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since Senior Zeng is also a pure martial artist, you should have noticed that your Golden Body Realm martial artist stands out from the crowd. A real martial artist can fight hard with one breath. He raises his own state of mind and is not afraid at all when facing an enemy who is even one level above his own. He is good at life and death. He is not even good at it, but he likes to lower himself to a lower state. Go fight with people, your Shihao Kingdom's world is really interesting. If by chance this person happens to be the top leader in the Shihao Kingdom's world, it is estimated that the entire Shihao Kingdom's world will be dragged down by him for one day. "< /p>

The corners of Xu Mao’s mouth curled up.

Seems to agree with this statement.

However, this did not delay him from holding a long spear and slowly coming out of the battle again.

Hu Han was thoughtful.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan turned around and said, "Have you figured it out? It's a pity that you can't do it."

Hu Han stretched his neck, "Oh? This may not be possible."< /p>

Hu Han's momentum changed completely. It seemed that until this moment, he was the real Hu Han, the first person who taught the heroes of Shi Hao Kingdom to bow their heads.

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

Chen Ping'an's response to Hu Han His words fell on deaf ears, and he turned a blind eye to Xu Mao's determination to go out into battle.

In the wind and snow, Chen Pingan could only see the middle-aged swordsman with a long sword on his back.

The man didn’t see the man take action, and the sword on his back unsheathed itself, soared into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

This is the special skill of a swordsman, the skill of controlling the sword.

This is the biggest reason why the swordsman on the mountain looks down upon the swordsman at the foot of the mountain.

Chen Pingan pressed the hilt of the large imitation canal yellow ancient sword with his left hand, "What a coincidence, I am also a swordsman."

Slowly push the sword out of the sheath with his thumb. .

The appearance of mountains.

It is no longer clear whether it is the fist intention or the sword intention.

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

But Xu Mao was the first to take action.

The war horses galloped forward, holding the spear in hand.

Unwilling to lag behind, Hu Han rushed towards Chen Ping'an.

The middle-aged swordsman smiled casually.

The ancient sword with a white jade ganoderma hilt is still missing.

Chen Pingan took a big step forward on the horse, and then took a step forward.Disappear into thin air.

Hu Han happened to leap over the horse's back and landed on the opposite road.

The next moment, the cyan figure appeared beside Xu Mao, leaned on it with one shoulder, and knocked Xu Mao and his horse away.

Xu Mao left his horse in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground. The poor horse fell heavily into the snow more than ten feet away and died suddenly on the spot.

But something even stranger happened. Just like Chen Ping'an's inexplicable disappearance, the middle-aged swordsman also left out of thin air, also without a sound.

Not only that, the sword scabbard on his back was also discarded, and he fell off the horse's back, inserting it into the snow at an angle.

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

Gently push Da Fang Qu Huang back into the scabbard.

Looking down at the empty scabbard.

Hu Han and Xu Mao, who had caught a glimpse earlier, and who may have been paying attention to themselves, did not realize that the scabbard was real, and what was hidden in the scabbard was not a long sword, but more like a sword. Fixed knife.

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless and murmured: "Isn't it true that I met a knife dealer?"

The scabbard was left behind.

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

Everywhere is weird.

The "Mr. Zeng" said that Chen Ping'an was like this before, but now it's tit-for-tat.

If you don’t understand something, let it go for a while and finish the things you understand first.

For example, Chen Pingan used his sword control skills to pull up the scabbard from the snow and waved his sleeve casually.

The scabbard flashed away like a flying sword.

It penetrated the neck of the prince of Shihao Kingdom.

After confirming that there were no immortal magic spells such as death talismans, Chen Pingan stopped looking at the body that slumped off the horse.

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

Xu Mao remained motionless, holding his long fist tightly.

Hu Han has already run away.

Chen Pingan chased away.

The two figures disappeared from everyone’s sight.

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 person to top it.

After about half a stick of incense.

A cyan figure could be vaguely seen returning, 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'an left, he first gathered the leading elite palace guards, then went on a rampage to commit murder, and then went on a killing spree, killing all the more than forty knights. The soldiers killed them one by one, and finally 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 served as rotation auxiliaries for the long-distance attack. Horse, so as not to damage the horse's legs.

Xu Mao did not leave just yet.

Instead, he sat quietly on the horse, waiting for Chen Pingan's return.

Chen Ping'an came near Xu Mao, threw Hu Han's head to the general on horseback, and asked, "How do you say it?"

Xu Mao took it. The head was hung next to the saddle, and he said with a smile: "You have guessed it, right? The future emperor of the Shihao Kingdom has died, and I, a mortal sinner who is unfavorable to protect the Lord, can do nothing. I have no choice but to defect to the Great Lisu Mountain."< /p>

Chen Pingan was not surprised.

Xu Mao asked: "Won't you kill me?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "You have already helped me clean up the mess. Why should I kill you? I am 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 this way."

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

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

In addition to corpses on the ground, there were also war horses that lingered, lowering their heads to gently touch their owners.

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

Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, who came quickly, were about to talk when Chen Pingan waved his hand to signal them not to talk yet.

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

After a while, Chen Pingan sat on the horse and reached out to wipe away the blood that instantly flowed from his ears and nose.

After killing Hu Han, I took Yang's shop's secret ointment. There was no pain all over my body, but it was still troublesome to cover up the tragic situation.

Otherwise, a hero like Xu Mao might have to kill him with a shot in the arm.

In fact, Xu Mao did have this plan.

After being noticed by Chen Pingan, he decisively gave up and left completely.

It is not difficult to kill Xu Mao, but if he kills Xu Mao, Chen Pingan will have to deal with this mess by himself. From then on, when he goes north, there will be constant turmoil.

The reason why Chen Pingan did not use the two flying swords from the beginning to the end, let alone take out the semi-immortal weapon, is that except for pure martial arts, killing royal family members, even an emperor is not considered a bad person. He has broken the rules on the mountain, because the martial artist has never been a mountain person, the Qi practitioner is, and the sword cultivator among the Qi practitioners is naturally even more so. Chen Ping'an also wanted to have a hearty fight with others. This was inspired by General Wei who stayed at Lingguan Temple overnight.

It feels like...it doesn't seem to work very well.

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

She had never felt so creepy.

In this Shihao Kingdom, where could it be worse than the intrigues in Shujian Lake?

Chen Ping'an said hoarsely: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should leave at least a hundred miles away and then find a secluded place to shelter from the wind and snow."

The three riders continued on their way.

Chen Pingan had to put on the golden robe directly over the cotton robe to cover up his bleak situation.

Xu Mao had already left, but the Shihao general who was about to defect to the Great Li Cavalry suddenly stopped his horse and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zeng?"

The middle man As expected, the "swordsman" of 2008 walked out of the wind and snow in the distance, came to Xu Mao, and said with a smile: "General Xu, you can return to me the long branch passed down by your ancestors. I believe that your ancestors, Xu's oral tradition, There is a sentence hidden in the training 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 keep this seal with the word "Fengxue" engraved on it. Changsha, one day in the future, even if I don’t come to pick it up in person, someone will find Xu Mao, the hunting envoy of the Great Li, how about it?”

Xu Mao nodded, his eyes burning, “Okay!”

The man led a horse and drifted away.

This man, whose identity, sword, name, and background seemed all fake, led the horse away and seemed to feel something. He smiled and said: "My heart is not forced, and my body is not restricted. . What does it mean to be depressed and depressed?"

He turned to look in the direction of Chen Ping'an and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the quota is limited and I can't do business with you. It's a pity, otherwise. It will probably be a good deal, and it will be better than earning a large hunting envoy."

The speed of the three riders is sometimes faster and sometimes slower.

It all depends on Chen Pingan’s injury.

However, in Ma Duyi's eyes, although Mr. Chen was seriously injured, there seemed to be no change in his state of mind.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "It is snowy in winter, and there is the sound of breaking jade. Have you heard this sentence?"

Ma Duyi nodded and said: "I have."< /p>

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

Ma Duyi suppressed a smile, "I just heard it."

Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "This joke is just like the snowstorm."

Ma Duyi was a little confused.

She began to think deeply about this sentence.

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

Ma Duyi looked at Chen Ping'an with suspicion.

Chen Ping'an chuckled and said, "Do you believe what Zeng Ye said?"

Ma Duyi thought about it and realized that it was right, so he glared at Zeng Ye fiercely.

Zeng Ye was a little sad.

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

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

Ma Duyi felt guilty, "I don't think it is necessary at all, but..."

p>

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "But I think I am a confused person and always like to do weird things that go around, right?"

Some words can be spoken, just meanNot weighing on my mind.

This is a good thing.

Ma Duyi was in a good mood and smiled a little.

Chen Pingan said: "In fact, as long as you hold on to the beginning and end of the thread, even if you are in a messy situation for the time being, don't be afraid, just take your time."

Ma Duyi likes The competitive temper came again, "Then Mr. Chen also said that we should ride a horse and go more than a hundred miles away? Why don't we take it slowly?"

Chen Ping'an poured out a secret treasure of the Water Palace. He took a sip of wine and swallowed the elixir together. He was quite helpless and didn't say anything in reply.

Ma Duyi laughed to himself.

Zeng Ye shook his head, woman.

Three cavalry rode in the wind and snow.

(End of this chapter)