[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

Since this dynasty.The ancestors quelled the wars and rebuilt the country. Since the establishment of the Jokhang Dynasty, the territory of the old Zhu family seems to have really been favored by God. The world has been peaceful for 350 years. Although minor disasters and disasters occasionally occur, they will not be shaken. The country's foundation can be called "smooth weather, peace and prosperity of the country and the people".

But no matter how powerful something is, it has a limited lifespan, and a huge dynasty will also die. Today's Jokhang is standing on the edge of a cliff, and its most obvious problem is the increasingly weak royal blood.

The first emperor died at the age of 57. He chose countless concubines and concubines in his life, but he only got one precious son. It seemed that he was frightened by the weak breath. The old emperor hurriedly chose wives and concubines for his son when he was 15 years old. The grandson was embraced, but things backfired. Until the old emperor passed away, the three generations of the emperor still had no shadow.

What's more terrible is that not only the direct line of the royal family is like this, but also the relatives of the royal family. The grand scene of princes and princesses during the founding of the country has almost become a legend. Now there are only three families who can still be related to the royal family. From south to north are the King of Southern Dian, the King of Anle and the King of Liaodong.

——The king of Liaodong has been exterminated by his family, and the king of Diannan is the opposite-sex prince of Princess Shang. If we only talk about the blood inherited from the male point of view, then only King Anle who lives in the imperial capital remains.

Today's old Zhu's family is really poor. To put it bluntly, if the current emperor is truly extinct, there are very few collateral choices he can choose from...

Of course, the young emperor who just came to power is 22 years old, he is in the prime of his youth, and he is tall and tough. Considering his father's lifespan and ability to find a wife, he still has a lot of opportunities to work hard.

However, the crisis of the royal heir is only the most obvious problem of this dynasty. Even if the new emperor has a qualified heir, there are countless more deadly hidden dangers hidden in the prosperity of this huge empire.

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In the era when there were no large means of transportation, it was very difficult to travel, especially when there was an urgent need to travel day and night.

Qilin Guard's banners are all experienced warriors. They have long been used to running around for days. It is very common for them to change horses at post stations, rest once every ten days, and travel day and night. The team presents a formidable challenge.

Dazhao's territory is so vast, traveling from Qinhuai to Liaodong requires crossing the five major provinces and cities in the north and south, and spanning the entire Hongjiang River basin. Even Miao Xuan himself feels very tired after this journey, let alone his subordinates—— Martial arts are far less powerful than Miao Xuan, so he can only grit his teeth and persist. If this continues, the flesh and blood will be exhausted sooner or later.

This is not to say that Miao Xuan's modeling this time is an iron man. If only counting from the length of the blood bar, Miao Xuan's health is about twenty times that of this group of subordinates, and the gap between strength and weakness is terrifying .

This world is very magical. Although everyone is using martial arts to measure the value of martial arts, this so-called "martial arts" is more similar to low magic cultivation. It is not a purely physical concept, but a combination of spiritual power and idealistic cultivation. , element divergence, and the magical concept of components such as attribute classes.

Therefore, in this world, in addition to physical combat, martial arts masters can also exorcise evil spirits, cast spells to cast spells, assist in healing, and fight with spiritual consciousness...

The penetration of zhenqi and the enlightenment of internal force are the basics of entry. Beginners who have just stepped into the path can master it, let alone the group of old hermits who stand at the top. It really depends on the individual's practice. and exercises.

Miao Xuan was very pleasantly surprised when he first came into contact with these rules. After coming to this world and running around for more than [-] years, he has also developed a set of fighting methods that match this world. Combined with his own martial arts, he has reached the The realm of rare opponents.

After all, as the commander of the demon-slaying Qilin Guard, Miao Xuan can be said to be a front-line member of the front line, and there are too many opportunities for him to participate in the battle.

The Four Divine Guards have no taboos in handling affairs, and the barriers going north cannot stop their footsteps. Miao Xuan doesn't even need to show the Qilin Guard card, just the imposing description of their group is enough to knock on all the city gates.

As Qilinwei moved northward, the weather became colder and colder. It seemed that early summer had forgotten the vast land north of the Hongjiang River, and only wanted to linger in the south of the Yangtze River.

After a month of non-stop driving, Miao Xuan finally arrived in Liaodong. Liaodong is a rather broad concept, which is the same as "Jiangnan". If Jiangnan refers to the water network area south of the Hongjiang River, then Liaodong It refers to all the land east of Taibai Mountain.

The fiefdom of the King of Liaodong is here, almost close to the coastline, and only winter is left all year round.

It stands to reason that since the battle of Jingnan, Dazhao has long since lost the habit of assigning princes, but Liaodong King is the first exception. He is a brother of the late emperor. He sealed this most barren northern land out of goodwill.

In the past 100 years, because of the weak blood, the royal family cherishes members very much. The princesses will get the best care, while the princes will deal with it according to the situation. Prosperous areas, such as King Anle who can stay in the imperial capital - he is the late emperor's little uncle, who knows the wisdom of survival and is very popular with the late emperor, so he has been staying in the capital. Compared with a certain unlucky younger brother, this The old man was much happier.

But it is meaningless to compare this. The current King of Liaodong has been brutally wiped out, and there is no grass in the huge vassal king's mansion. Even a pair of young children of the King of Liaodong have been murdered.

The little princess is only ten years old this year, while the big princess is only seventeen and is about to get married.

The Golden Crow Guard is a team dedicated to guarding the king. This time the emperor sent the Golden Crow Guard to go north with envoys. One is to congratulate his cousin on his wedding, and the other is to inspect the living conditions of the King of Liaodong. The main purpose is to express the emperor's goodwill. Who can Thinking that the always tyrannical Golden Crow Guard would fall in Liaodong? !

This is no longer a simple murder of the Liaodong King. It also means that the guards around the emperor are fragile. If the Qilin Guards cannot find and solve the murderer, then the entire Four Divine Guards will be implicated.

"Guard, the Kaiyuan gate is here!"

Tang Tongzhi's voice rang in Miao Xuan's ears, revealing a trace of joy that could not be concealed. After half a month of galloping, they finally arrived at Kaiyuan Pass, the gateway of Eastern Liaodong, and after that came the complete Northland. Among them, the most prosperous Xiangping City is the seat of the Liaodong Palace.

Miao Xuan came back to his senses, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. The time spent on the journey this time was less than he estimated, probably because the Qilin Guards were all shocked by the broken halberd of the Golden Crow Guard, which indirectly increased the efficiency of the journey. .

Kaiyuan Pass is known as the first pass in the north. The majestic city wall lies on the staggered ice and jade mountains, and this place is also the intersection of Baishan and Heishui. When you come from afar and look at this vast land, the first thing that catches your eyes is the lush green mountains and rivers, and the dazzling white rivers that reflect the light. Montenegro.

Miao Xuan rode his horse galloping on the ground like splashed ink, and arrived at the city wall of Kaiyuan Pass in the blink of an eye. In front of this towering building, you can see soldiers waiting in formation. Apparently it's martial law.

"There must be masters in the formation here." Mu Fengyang did not know when he came to his side of Lan Duwei, looking thoughtfully at the defenses under the city wall, "It's been a while since the Liaodong King's extermination case happened. It's only been a month, and this has created a posture for preparing for war."

Mu Fengyang's father is the king of southern Yunnan who guards the southwest. He has a long history of family education, and he is also very familiar with deployment and combat. After all, southern Yunnan is directly connected to the southwestern countries, and conflicts are frequent. Frontier defense is an important task, but there is no hidden danger of foreign enemies in Liaodong District , this kind of military defense appeared in Kaiyuanguan...

Is it really just to catch the murderer?

Mu Fengyang was full of worries, and only felt that the road ahead was dangerous. Miao Xuan didn't know what Mu Fengyang was thinking and worrying about. If he knew, he would probably agree very much.

Liaodong is someone else's domain, and Jinyiwei will be restricted here. This time, the investigation will most likely have to follow other people's arrangements—after all, Qi Yanheng is such a domineering person. If the Liaodong Palace was destroyed, he must be furious. And go to war.

Up to now, the relationship between the court and the rivers and lakes has become more and more subtle. In the early years, the situation of the various sects defending the central government has fallen apart. Almost every old hermit is the leader of one side, and each has his own thoughts. Of course, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the palace, but once Far away from the imperial capital, the land outside is not necessarily under the control of the government alone.

Just like Liaodong, the real manager here is actually Qi's Youjitai.

Youjitai, one of the three major sects that assisted in the founding of the country, has maintained stable development all along. It has also managed a huge family business in this extremely cold place in Liaodong, and now it has reached an unprecedented peak.

In addition to Youjitai, the other two founding factions are related to Miao Xuan, one is the Cuifei Tower of the Lan family, and the other is the Jiuxing Port of the Shen family. It can be said that in the old days Wang Xietang's front swallows flew into the homes of ordinary people. Mo Dao used to be so powerful that he forgot his surname.

What a coincidence, Miao Xuan's father in this world is Lan Jianyi from the Lan family, and his mother is Shen Lang from the Shen family. It is true that they are two in one...

In fact, in the early 200 years of the dynasty, the three major sects have always been the leaders in ruling the martial arts. They have jointly abided by the agreement since the founding of the country and assisted and guarded the Zhu Dynasty. The two stepped on their feet, and one family dominated the martial arts.

But the good times didn’t last long. The Shen family encountered a disaster 100 years ago, and almost all the children in the family were killed or injured. The remaining orphans chose to retire. Then, the Cui Fei Tower of the Lan family rose suddenly and ate Jiuxinggang. The resources left behind also replaced Shen's position. .seven

After that...

That is, the Lan family destroyed the family and repeated the same mistakes. Only the Qi family You Jitai refused to enter the capital, separated one side, and became the uncrowned overlord of Liaodong in the north.

Up to now, there are only three orphans of the Lan family left in this world, and apart from Miao Xuan, the other two are the current empress dowager and the little emperor.

Miao Xuan believed that the reason why he was able to gain the trust of the royal family beyond the ordinary, in addition to his many years of working experience, was mainly due to his blood relationship.

As Qilinwei and his party approached the city wall, they could also see the scene under the city wall more clearly. Regardless of their status, passers-by would be strictly inspected. Ordinary people would be interrogated repeatedly, and female family members would have to show their faces. To show your face, the coffin boards have to be lifted, not to mention the caravan transporting the goods, but even so, the passing caravans are still very happy-the inspection of the original customs is only for arresting criminals, they do not detain business travel work It is also expressly forbidden to accept benefits. These two points alone are better than all the checkpoints in Jokhang.

In the first 100 years of the founding of the Jokhang Dynasty, businessmen were the lowest class in society. Although this cognition is still valid today, but... money can reach the sky.

This dynasty has lasted for too long, and many things have undergone earth-shaking changes.

There was a sharp cry in the sky. Miao Xuan looked up and caught the black flying bird galloping by very easily. With his eyesight, he could even see the color and shape of the feathers clearly. Compared with the sparrows in Jiangnan , it seems that even the birds in this northern land are much healthier.

Tang Tongzhi had already stepped forward on the horse, took out the waist card and handed it to the guard. The Qilin Guard's card means that it is urgent, and the checkpoints along the way are not allowed to be inspected and blocked. The guards who hold this waist card don't even need to show it. Compared with the other three guards, Qilinwei is still very reasonable and willing to cooperate with the goalkeeper. If it is changed to Gyeonggi, Jinyiwei, who behaves so mildly, will definitely make the soldiers sigh, and then open the door with gratitude and admiration——

Goalkeeper-Liaodong Special Edition, took the waist card, and said coldly: "Please stop."

Tang Tongzhi: "..."

The city gatekeeper explained sternly: "Everyone, please wait here. The martial law ban stipulates that warriors are not allowed to enter and leave the Kaiyuan Gate at will. Please wait for our superior's ruling."

In the past few years, Tang Tongzhi has never been shut down. He was a little confused and asked a stupid question: "Do you know who we are?"

"I know, all of you are from the Qilin Guard among the Four Divine Guards." The city gatekeeper bowed his hands as a gesture of courtesy, "But right now the entire territory north of Liaodong is under martial law, and Jinyiwei must follow my Liaodong regulations. Go to see the Shangguan with the certificate, and you will not be kept waiting for a long time."

Tang Tongzhi had a calm personality. He subconsciously looked at his boss, but before he could say anything, Mu Fengyang exploded.

The eating and sleeping along the way has already made Young Master Mu accumulated a lot of depression, but he can bear it by himself when he is beside the guards, but now he is stopped outside the customs when he is about to reach his destination, how can he bear it? Live: "Long waiting? What are you, let us wait?!"

"How bold! The Qilin Guard has no taboos in doing things, and you dare to stop him!" Following the stern voice, Mu Fengyang threw out his whip and rushed straight to the guard's door!

Although this whip is vicious and vicious, it is actually a well-controlled false move. The purpose is to force the goalkeeper back and roll back the waist card in his hand with a whip. It has no killing intent, but just wants to make people make a fool of themselves——Landu Wei Still watching from the sidelines, no matter how angry Mu Fengyang was, he would definitely behave in a cautious manner.

Mu Fengyang's martial arts is rare among his peers. His move is definitely not something that the goalkeeper can dismantle, and because the difference in strength is too great, the goalkeeper didn't see that it was a false move. He only thought that the Qilin guard would be smashed to pieces His own head, frightened and angry, did not retreat, but sacrificed himself to attack.

Mu Fengyang miscalculated this time, so he had to change his tactics hastily, the whip rolled back to the guard's arm, this time the force was out of balance, and it seemed that half of the gatekeeper's arm was about to be crippled.

The surrounding crowd burst out in exclamation, and before the goalkeeper could react, his whole body was gently moved away by a huge force, and at the same moment, a black shadow descended from the sky with a fierce force. The ruthless piercing sound hit Mu Fengyang's forehead!

This time it was a real kill. Mr. Mu reacted quickly, and the whip in his hand changed three times in a flash. The blade of the whip rolled backwards to meet him. In front of the hidden weapon, it showed signs of decline. With a muffled sound, the poor horsewhip was blown into countless pieces in the impact, but the hidden weapon was not repulsed, it was just reversed the attacking route, and went straight to Mu Fengyang's body. Wipe a bloodstain on the arm.

With a "poof", the hidden weapon fell to the ground, and only then did everyone see clearly that the hidden weapon was a thin wooden token, which was not only crudely made, but also made of cheap materials, and the words "vermilion" were faintly visible on the wooden board. Grain, rice...stone".

Come on, it's actually a very common material transfer token.

"Whip and kill frontier soldiers... Qilin Guard, right? It's really powerful." The next moment, a somewhat hoarse voice came from midair, "It's worse than those who died in the Liaodong Palace!"

Hearing this voice, the soldiers and goalkeepers all showed joy, while Mu Fengyang raised his head with a gloomy expression - a thin and tall figure was standing on the crenel of the city wall with his hands behind his back. He seemed to be wearing the clothes of a scribe. robe, but because it is against the light, it cannot be seen clearly, only the sleeves fluttering in the cold wind are particularly conspicuous.

This is just a young boy, but his concealed weapon kung fu can be called excellent, whether it is speed, strength or strength, it can be compared with those first-class masters who have been famous for a long time.

Tang Tongzhi at the side had extraordinary eyesight, he thought for a while, and immediately recognized the martial arts method: "Xiao Mu, this is Xuan Xuling! This young man belongs to the Qi family—"

"It turned out to be the little ghost from Youjitai!" Mu Fengyang threw away the handle of the whip in his hand, sneered, jumped off his horse in the blink of an eye, stepped onto the city wall out of thin air, jumped into the wild goose, and went straight to the boy on the crenel, " This is how you can see how powerful the Qilin Guard is!"

As if ignoring the warnings of his colleagues,

Tang Tongzhi: "..."

Tang Tongzhi covered his face with a slap, feeling desperate for Mu Fengyang's behavior of going up without saying a word.

You must know that Youjitai is the largest sect in Liaodong. As one of the three founding sects, it has deep roots and leaves, and it is unfathomable. Even the king of Liaodong needs to enshrine them for protection. This shows the status of Youjitai in Liaodong.

Of course, Mu Fengyang is the young son of the royal family in southern Yunnan. He has the confidence to act recklessly in Youjitai, but the problem is that the young man who threw the token must have an extraordinary background, and his hidden weapon has revealed his identity——"Xuan Xu "Order", also known as "Winter Order", is the method for Youjitai to settle down and establish a Taoism. Only Qi's direct descendants and closed disciples are qualified and talented to practice.

The city wall was crackling dry, Tang Tongzhi wiped his face, and had to turn his head to look at the boss, only to find that the guard had already stood beside the goalkeeper at some point, and was bending over a small table to face him. There was something written in a booklet, and on the right hand side of the guard, another strange old man was waiting respectfully with his hands down.

Who is this man?When did it arrive! ?

As if sensing Tang Tongzhi's gaze, the old man raised his head and glanced at him, which made Tang Tongzhi break out in a cold sweat.

The next moment, the old man lowered his eyes, and for a moment his eyes were all introverted, leaving only a kind and gentle appearance. He said with a smile: "The young master is ignorant, and he can't see that Mr. Mu is just naughty, and he even started to use knives and guns on the guests. If the master finds out, he will definitely not let him go lightly."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan sighed, put down his pen, and said solemnly: "Uncle Seven, it's Xiao Mu who is ignorant. I'll apologize to this little brother on his behalf."

Faced with such a polite apology, the little goalkeeper was at a loss. He glanced at the old man for help, but he didn't get any instructions, so he could only return the greeting cautiously, and then stumbled: "Yes, it's because my martial arts are low..."

The old man still had a gentle smile. He stopped the little goalkeeper and turned around to look at Miao Xuan: "Who doesn't know that Mr. Mu is the youngest son of the Mu family in southern Yunnan? Alas, such a big man, he is still the same as our little one." You seem to be ignorant, but Mr. Mu is naughty, so I just go to find the King of Diannan. What kind of apology do you have for your majestic Qilin Commander? The soldiers in our small borderland can't stand it."

Miao Xuan: "..."

What a familiar yin and yang aura, at this moment Miao Xuan almost dreamed of returning to the Supervisor of Ceremonies, and he didn't know who was better than Uncle Qi Qi or Wei Jin.

Qi Qi, one of the old hermits of Youjitai, a centenarian who has endured countless trials and hardships, was one of the most appropriate and reliable teachers during Lan Xuan's childhood, helping Mrs. Shen to lay a good foundation for the two children. Solid martial arts foundation.

Even though Miao Xuan's strength has far surpassed Qi Qi, in front of this old man, he is still the junior who was cared for back then.

But what did that sentence say, having a grandson does not hurt children, and now Qi Qishu's favorite is Qi Rendong, the young master of Youjitai, and his own father, Qi Yanheng, has to retreat, let alone just a family friend The Lan Xuan.

"After all, they are my subordinates, and it's because I didn't discipline them well." Miao Xuan picked up a pen and continued to register. He glanced at the two people who were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and then he was as guilty as any parent who raised a child. Said, "I'll stop them later..."

"That's a good relationship." The old man immediately continued, "The young master is just in the bottleneck period and needs the guidance of the teacher, but the master always has no time to spare. I didn't expect to wait for you, a busy person. You take pity on the past friendship with our master, please give me your advice."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan gave up distinguishing between the positive and the negative in these words, just like a son-in-law who came to visit his father-in-law for the first time, he had no choice but to agree nicely.

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Mu Fengyang and Qi Rendong fought back and forth, as if they were evenly matched opponents, but the two of them still had a sense of proportion, knowing that they would not hurt their lives...

But I only remember "no harm to life".

Mu Fengyang trained scorching internal energy, while Qi Rendong's internal energy was ice-cold. The two's exercises were completely opposite, and they were especially fierce when confronting. They confronted on the narrow city wall, moving their body skills Exquisite, the solid foundation looks like everyone's children.

Mu Fengyang wants to win. He thinks he is representing Qilinwei and Diannan. He is much better than this young man, but he can't gain the upper hand in the competition. This is enough to declare his inadequacy. He must not allow I was ashamed when I first set foot on this land, not to mention - the supervisor was still watching him.

He can't swallow it like this anymore, he not only wants to win, but also wins beautifully!

At the same time, Qi Rendong's desire to win is equally strong. When this young man fights, he has a ruthless aura. This arrogant presumptuousness?

Since his father entrusted him with the important task of defending the city, he must not let his father down, not to mention that at the moment when the King of Liaodong was exterminated, Qi's Youji Terrace must not make the slightest mistake!

The two and a half-year-old children don't know the true thoughts of their parents' elders at all (Qi Yanheng: child's play, pecking at each other / Miao Xuan: stop fighting, you have to fight in the dance practice room), they only care about their own blood Above, after a few tricks, the two gradually turned into a real fire, and unexpectedly they both became real at the same time.

Qi Rendong pulled out a silver bright short knife from his arms, and Mu Fengyang also slipped out a dark Qiang flute from his sleeve. This time it was no longer a contest with reservations, but a battle that must see blood!

The soldiers and officers on the city wall could see it most clearly. They either cried out in surprise or held their breath in astonishment. Seeing that the conflict was inevitable and the two of them were about to splatter the city wall with blood, at this critical moment, a dark green figure lightly flashed across the two sides. Among them, one left and one right squeezed their wrists——

Entering the duel at this moment is almost equivalent to taking the combined blow of this icy internal force!But the comer lifted the weight lightly, separated the two with a single hook, like the wind blowing willow catkins, gentle and irresistible.

Mu Fengyang landed on the city wall beside him, and when he looked up, he was dumbfounded. It was like a housewrecker who would never dare to do anything when his master came home: "Guardian!"

Qi Rendong, on the other hand, was thrown a somersault, turned over in the air and unloaded his strength before standing still, he took a few steps back in embarrassment, and felt annoyed in his heart——Compared to being pushed away like this, Qi Rendong would rather be hit by a palm or broken Arm, yes, he knew that the person who came here was showing mercy, but this instead made him resentful of being teased. Why, like dialing a cricket, did you intentionally make me look bad?

But before Qi Rendong could think of any way to win back the situation, the visitor had already approached quietly, his movements were too fast and light, and he didn't even give the young man a chance to see his face clearly, followed by a Fortitude exploded in this square inch like a cold wave!

At this moment, the hairs on Qi Rendong's back stood on end, he clearly sensed a fatal crisis, like an ant encountering an avalanche, a sprout facing a hailstorm, unable to escape, unable to disobey, the terror between life and death almost The human soul is torn apart.

The innate desire to survive at this moment inspired Qi Rendong's last tenacity, helplessness and fear gave birth to rage and unyielding, he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he simply fought with death!

With a roar, Qi Rendong finally stabbed out the Tangzhang knife in his hand, his internal strength and blood almost boiled together, rolling and roaring all over his body——

Qi Rendong broke through at this moment, he finally broke through the third level of "Silence of Everything" in "Xuan Xu Ling", and then touched the threshold of the fourth level, "survival from a desperate situation"!

The surging internal force poured out along with the blade, this is extremely sharp force, it cuts itself apart while stabbing the opponent, but Qi Rendong doesn't care at all, all he has in his mind is the determination to fight to the death, but this The boy is lucky, because his opponent is the best teacher in the world.

While dodging sideways, Miao Xuan held the blade of the barrier knife with one hand. The inner strength of his body was thick and long, and at the moment when the ice's inner breath poured out, he defuses the young man's attack.Immediately afterwards, Miao Xuan grabbed the barrier knife lightly, and at the same time turned around to support the young man's back, injecting internal force into Qi Rendong's chaotic and empty inner breath, which in turn guided his internal force circulation.

This real teaching battle was completed in just a few breaths. When Miao Xuan put Qi Rendong on the wall, the boy had already earned half a breakthrough before he could react.

It wasn't until this time that Qi Rendong looked at the visitor in astonishment, and finally saw his appearance clearly. This is a man with a smiling face, tall and straight, but only wearing thin clothes, as if he couldn't feel the cold wind of Liaodong. , his black hair was simply tied behind his head, probably because he had been traveling for several days, and there were still broken hair on his sideburns. The end of his eyes was slightly raised, and he traced fine lines with a smile.

This man should not be young anymore, but he will definitely not remind people of aging. His gentleness contains a certain kind of quiet tolerance, which makes people feel good about him involuntarily.

It's so strange, Qi Rendong thought, how could such a person be Jin Yiwei?

And this person is still pointing him out: "You have only comprehended the fourth level of 'Desperation' now, and the second half of 'Life' still needs to be polished slowly, and these are things that cannot be made up by ordinary competitions, and you must enter the world It takes practice."

Qi Rendong subconsciously asked back: "What's the matter - you have practiced "Xuan Xu Ling"?!"

Miao Xuan turned the barrier knife upside down and put the handle into the boy's palm: "No, but I practiced with your father."

Qi Rendong grasped the knife in a daze. Logically speaking, being deprived of the weapon was a great shame for him, but in front of this man, he couldn't feel annoyed at all. He was just shocked and felt ashamed for the first time.

The master and apprentice of Yishi here are teaching for the first time, and Mu Fengyang over there has widened his eyes. He thought that the guards chased Qi Rendong after putting him down lightly to vent his anger on him, but who would have thought—who Can think of! ! !

Mu Fengyang was really wronged in his heart, he squeezed the Qiang flute tightly in his hand, as if just yesterday, the guards taught him how to use the Qiang flute to block hidden weapons.

Of course Miao Xuan doesn't know the complicated heart of his little subordinate at the moment. He is still trying to perfect his teaching with Qi Rendong. This kid's talent is very good. Although he can't compare with his father, it is also a good idea to break through the third level of Dong Ling at this age. Very rare.

As for Qi Rendong, the child finally came to his senses slowly. He knew that he had been greatly favored by others, and the source of this kindness was his father, so he was a little at a loss. He was just imagining He thanked him well, but saw that the gentle Qilin Guard had stopped talking, and was just quietly looking at the other end of the city wall.

Qi Rendong was taken aback, turned around following his gaze, and then called out in surprise, "Father!"

From the other end of the city wall, a black figure was striding forward. He was not wearing armor, but was wearing a heavy cloak. Under the snow-white fur was a black robe. This was obviously not a military uniform. The cloak was so subdued that it served as a foil to the owner between the drapes.

After this person walked in, everyone could see his face clearly. This is a very typical male from the Northland, with a burly figure, a cold face, an unsmiling expression, and an invisible long sword on his waist, but he did not Instead of giving people a cold and serious feeling, it makes people feel gentle.

Qi Rendong had already obediently jumped off the wall, and the soldiers on the wall also bent down together, they were all disciples of Youjitai, no wonder they could understand the struggle between Mu and Qi, seeing this black Armors are neatly lined up on the towering city walls.

For a while, the world was lonely, and the cold wind came rushing from the mountains and rivers in the north, and passed by his side silently, and the sharp cry pierced the sky, and a tail of sea dongqing flapped its wings and fell, and was caught again. He raised his hand to catch it.

It is true that one side of water and soil supports one side of people, Qi Yanheng standing here is the Baishuiheheshan of Liaodong.

The man waved his arms and sent Falcon away. He ignored his subordinates and his son, but nodded slightly at Miao Xuan: "I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here... Commander Lan."

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On the city wall of Kaiyuan Pass in Liaodong, two masters representing different forces had a preliminary meeting. There was no reminiscence and no politeness. They just walked along the city wall very normally.

The cold wind pavement on the city wall was cut, and Miao Xuan walked beside Qi Yanheng. Miao Xuan himself was already the tallest among the male compatriots, but Qi Yanheng was half a head taller than him, and what was even more terrible was that Miao Xuan had only Wearing thin clothes, but Qi Yanheng was wearing a thick toga with big sleeves and a fur cloak. This person was a circle bigger than him.

To be honest, Miao Xuan didn't want to face Qi Yanheng in his heart.

It's not because there was any love or hatred between them, but because of the extremely delicate positions between them, plus...Qi Yanheng is quite difficult to communicate with.

Miao Xuan insisted on joining Qilin Guard back then, while Qi Yanheng inherited Youjitai. Gongwei Gyeonggi and Liaodong Zili are two camps with a huge gap. Perhaps in Qi Yanheng's view, their paths are already contradictory. Haven't seen him.

Since Miao Xuan became the commander, every meeting between them has ended in disagreement, and since Qi Yanheng inherited Youjitai, he has almost never shown any personal emotions, which makes him even more elusive up.

This time the Liaodong King Miemen...

Is it related to Qi Yanheng?If there is his handwriting in it, how far has he achieved it?

"Spring is coming." Qi Yanheng suddenly stopped, looked sideways, and said in a deep voice, "Lan Xuan, this is the best time in Liaodong."