Tianjiazhuang size village is dotted all over the place, long and short weir canals are weaving, there is a large orange orchard planting more than 6,000 trees, the Dongting yellow mandarin produced is the royal palace B class tribute, just after the winter, do not see the fruity scene, but the orange orchard has the custom of leaving an orange for each orange tree to spend the winter, meaning that there is more than enough at the end of the year to welcome the new year, the stubborn children in the Zhuangzi are greedy, no matter how bold they are, they do not dare to climb the tree and steal picking, every time they frolic near the orange orchard, they only dare to look at it from afar.
At this time, the orange orchard is vaguely hung bright red, a young man in a green shirt and Confucian appearance broke into the orange orchard, gently flicked his fingers, bounced down some weathered shriveled red oranges, and put his head in his arms, and did not peel the skin, a bite is half a mouthful, and chewed it in a big mouthful.
The young man grabbed an orange and grinned at the old man, who shook his head, indicating that he had no interest in oranges, and the young man chewed the flesh and peel of the orange, and said vaguely in Beimang's words: "This side of the Yangtze River is really a good place for hungry people to die."
In the future, if I kill all the way here, I have to get a 10,000 mu of fertile land with Li Mibi, and I don't need to be an official. ” The old man glanced at the young man's back, there were three holes that seemed to be cocoons, and he forcibly blocked the injury, and two swords and one knife penetrated the body, and he could still jump alive at a loss.
The seriously injured young man didn't care, two mouthfuls of oranges, quickly solved a whole pocket, reached out and patted the dust of his clothes, touched the wound, and suddenly couldn't help grinning, a finger gently brushed a cocoon wound on his chest, and the other two sword pits on his body were okay to say, at this time, the knife under the fingers was insidious, it was made by a hand knife, not a few points inferior to his good trick of inserting willow Chengyin, thinking of the girl who carried a withered sunflower, the young man's head was as big as a fight, and he knew that he would continue to fight with the black-clothed young man out of the city, Instead of exchanging opponents with sword qi, at that time, I only thought that the unknown little girl was fierce again, and it was also powerful but Xu Longxiang, who was born with King Kong, he used a sword in Shenwu City to exchange Xu Longxiang for two swords with only brute strength, and he didn't feel how to suffer, in fact, there was a slight surplus, but he really couldn't bear the eyes of the young man who pulled out the willow yin sword in his body with an expressionless face, but it was a pity that the short sword that he carried with him all the year round was twisted into a piece of scrap iron for the young man, and a piece of willow in Confucian costume turned his head and gloated and smiled: "Old moth, I heard that Huang Qing fought with that kid in the dark, and the sword alone changed seven or eight handles."
The strange old man nodded, and saw that there were signs of bleeding from the cocoon on a willow body, so he quickened his pace and stuck to his back, and there were wisps of white wool showing through his fingertips, slowly weaving cocoons in a willow wound.
In the corner of the old man's eyes, there was a tall and burly figure standing on a small dirt slope, as if he was climbing high and looking into the distance, a willow flicked down an orange, landed in the palm of his hand, and then threw it at the companion figure who was a head higher than him, the person did not look back, after catching the orange, his palms rolled with oranges, stunned.
It was actually a woman, her body was fat and strong, the clothes on her body were too loose for a seven-foot man, and she still looked tight and restrained on her body, and her head followed the Beimang women's five soldiers, and her face was dotted with a yellow forehead, but unfortunately because of her appearance, not only did she not add a little bit of posture, but she was a little nondescript, with a jade belt tied around her waist, hanging knives, small sacs, small flints and many other small and practical objects, dazzling, looking like a woman who would live.
A willow glanced at her, squatted on the ground, rubbed his cheeks fiercely, and sighed heavily, he plus two genuine first-class masters, he was still chased and killed by the little girl, what is the reason, you must know that he is not only the same product as the old moth, but also a top-notch person who is extremely proficient in assassination in the spider web.
On fighting alone, just take out an opponent, the little girl who is not smiling has less than four points, but the girl's means of attacking and killing are endless, so that the three of them have suffered enough, even the old moth, one of the two cocoons in the spider web, said that this girl was born to eat this bowl of rice, but the girl's life is also bleak, after eating the old moth's cocoon and Murong Niang's palm, he even abolished an arm, almost not far from death, but he still does not want to give up, has been entangled until today, a willow wants to appear next time, It's time for her to leave the rivers and lakes completely.
The old moth looked around and said to himself: "That girl is good at Qimen Dunjia, Tu Dun Shui Dun is a veteran, last time we suffered a loss by the river, Murong County Lord specially chose this Zhuangzi with soft land and many ditches, probably to give her a chance to end this long-distance run, saving everyone from worrying." ” A willow sneered: "That girl is very clever and won't take the bait." ” The Beimang Spider Web Patriarch, nicknamed Lao Moth, shook his head and smiled: "The little girl has clever methods, but unfortunately her body can't keep up, she was injured one after another, and she can't last long.
In the end, the county lord is different from us rough men who lick blood from the knife edge, and he is more broad-minded. ” A willow glanced at the sturdy back of a woman with a large body, and said with a smile: "Not only the heart eyes, but also the breasts and something, they should be slightly bigger." ” The old moth can't be called an official oil, but he still didn't go along with it, after all, the young woman is a descendant of the same clan who is favored by the empress, and the two royal surnames of Beimang have both the long-established Tianzong heroes like Murong Baoding, and the younger generation also has martial arts rookies like Yelu Dongzhu and Murong Longshui, and the cultivation realm of these two is also above the Tuoba Spring Falcon who has newly entered the King Kong realm.
Although the lord of Murong County is indeed out of line, she has a good reputation in Beimang, and she is familiar with the customs of Liyang like a scholar in the Central Plains, especially rare is that although she is a noble person and has a unique education, her temperament is not obedient at all.
The woman with the same name as Yelu Dong's bed flipped the orange in her palm, and for some reason she remembered something, and her aunt asked her with a smile If Beimang annexed Liyang, it would inevitably be contaminated with the customs of the Central Plains, how long can Beimang Erlang continue to be martial If he can't even hold on for a hundred years, for Beimang, what is the significance of the iron hoof going south.
At that time, there was also a county lord who liked mink on the spot, and the answer she gave was to die millions of people, in exchange for a hundred years of unification after Great Qin, even if she earned it, not to mention that her aunt's name could be remembered by future generations for a thousand years, no matter how lame the shopkeeper was, no matter how lame the calculation was, it would not be a loss.
The aunt was overjoyed when she heard this, and Murong Longshui clearly remembered that when the woman who was also the county lord said this, her eyes were sharp, and she looked at herself defiantly.
Murong Longshui was in a gloomy mood, this way with a section of willow and cobweb predecessors, was entangled by that little girl, a section of willow was obviously very annoyed, in the dangerous fight, just innocent women and children killed no less than thirty people, even if she didn't like it in her heart, but after all, she couldn't say anything, Beimang Liyang is now safe and sound on the surface, it is filled with hundreds of thousands of armor soldiers' lives, Liyang has gone north several times, and the fallen soldiers have no time to go south, digging graves on the spot and burying them, I don't know how many times they have been dug by Beimang people over and over the years, Woe to the wife and daughter, the dead are great, the enemy should be resolved or not knotted, and many other universal truths, in the face of national hatred and family hatred, it is often not worth mentioning, and it can only be a joke when mentioned with others, Murong Longshui has traveled to Beimang several times, and has seen many children in the north, and it is clear that the ancestors have been away from the war for generations, but when it comes to Liyang, they all grit their teeth and look hideous, without the slightest innocence and innocence, one of the tribes bought a woman from the Central Plains who was taken captive to Beimang, who was pregnant for several months, and was killed by caesarean section, A group of teenagers who were not yet skilled in equestrianism trampled on the corpses.
Murong Longshui, who suddenly came back to his senses, was obviously stunned when he saw the scene in his field of vision.
A thin girl carried a withered sunflower and walked softly.
Almost ten years of mutual killing, a total of six fights, four were set by the other party but returned in vain, a hit missed and then retreated to find a chance, two of them were really wasted, the tail chased and killed no less than a hundred miles away, a piece of willow was hit with a ruthless hand knife is one of them, and the little girl's left arm was planted with willow shade sword qi The same is true, Murong Longshui was closest to her was to escort a willow far away, and in an alley alley, the little girl who was hanging under the eaves of the hidden qi machine The hand knife was obliquely cut on the neck, Even if his hands were staggered to block, the whole person was still sent out a few feet away, but the girl was not comfortable, and the moth cocoon, one of the cobwebs, took the opportunity to be bound by the cocoon silk, and Murong Longshui didn't care about bullying more or less, and after rolling, he bounced up, and hit the girl with a palm, and the young killer smashed the alley wall and disappeared in a flash.
Murong Longshui didn't have much ill feelings towards her, but this little girl's disturbance delayed too much of the established plan from the hands of Taiping Ling, and she had to die.
A willow stared at the girl killer and wondered: "With her current miserable situation, there is still a little chance of attacking and killing, and we are scared when we come out so openly."
The old moth hesitated for a moment, "Most of them still have the means to die together." ” Yiliu shook his head and said: "With the chaotic qi she revealed, she doesn't have this ability." ” The old moth said in a deep voice: "I remember that the master said that there is a number of qi above the qi machine. ” Yiliu immediately laughed and said, "Lord Murong, this girl has already passed the crossbow, so I will hand it over to you." ” Having said that, the three first-grade masters still began to disperse quickly, and Murong Longshui, who walked down the hillside, was in the center, a willow and an old moth on the left and right, ready to surround a little girl who crashed into the place of death.
The little girl's lips moved slightly.
Seems to be counting the number of spacing steps.
The four of them looked up almost at the same time.
Between the little girl and the three of them, an uninvited guest was smashed down from the sky.
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the white-headed young man put his hands on his sleeves, turned his back to the killer girl, and faced the three of Murong Longshui
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