[Comprehensive martial arts] On the conduct of Jinyiwei's commanders

Red leaves are flying.

Red leaves sprinkled the streets, and suddenly there was a sound of horse hoofs in the distance of the long street, and a fast horse galloped towards a person with a person.

Chu Liuxiang got off her horse and walked into the lobby.

"How are they?"

"do not know."

"Why don't you know? Didn't you go to see it?"

Chu Liuxiang sighed, "This is someone else's housework, how can I know. What's more, when lovers say goodbye, who can bear to watch?"

Lu Xiaofeng picked and picked from the melon and fruit plate, but in the end he didn't take anything, he turned his hand and picked up a glass of wine.

"The marriage between Zuo Mingzhu and Xue Bin is absolutely impossible. Zuo Qinghou will never agree, and Xue Yiren will never agree, let alone the Ding family." Chu Liuxiang said, "The matter of Shi Yin and Ye Shenglan... ..."

Lu Xiaofeng followed his words and said, "There is no way around this."

"That's right." Chu Liuxiang sighed, "It's impossible for these two lovers to be together."

"So you must have gone to find Ye Shenglan." Lu Xiaofeng said, "You are worried that he will be directly beaten to death by Hua Jingong!"

Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose and said, "When I arrived, he had already broken several bones."

"Whoever Shi Xiaolian marries Shi Yin to, he won't marry Ye Shenglan..." Lu Xiaofeng said, "A family like him values ​​family background very much after all."

Chu Liuxiang also picked up a glass of wine, and suddenly asked, "Where is Shen Baizhong?"

Lu Xiaofeng pointed to the outside and said, "I'm going to buy paper and ink."

A complacent and gloating expression appeared on his face, and he only uttered two words, saying, "Practice calligraphy."

Chu Liuxiang also laughed, they all know how boring learning and practicing calligraphy is.

Just then, another fast horse galloped down the street.

After a few careful glances, Lu Xiaofeng recognized that it was the fast horse of the Zuo family, and after another glance, he recognized that the person riding on the horse was Zuo Qinghou's confidant Zuo Sheng.

Their whereabouts are not a secret, but what did Zuo Qinghou come to find them?Zuo Mingzhu's matter is over, is she really sick this time?

The healthy horse neighed, Zuo Sheng reined in the reins, jumped off the horse, bowed and said, "Hero Lu, handsome Chu Xiang, our master welcomes you."

After figuring out the illness of Pearl in the Palm, not only did Throwing Cup Villa not become lively anymore, but it became quite deserted.

Zuo Qinghou was wearing a coat, sitting in the corridor watching the scenery, he looked at the red leaf falling slowly, as if what fell from the tree was his heart.

Seeing the two of them coming, Zuo Qinghou immediately stood up, walked over quickly, and clasped Chu Liuxiang's shoulders tightly.

"I ask you one thing." Zuo Qinghou said slowly, "I want to duel with Xue Yiren tomorrow."

Lu Xiaofeng lost his voice, "Tomorrow?"

"Yes." Zuo Qinghou nodded and said, "We all think that the recent affairs are a bit chaotic and troublesome, so the duel should be fought as soon as possible!"

This fact was so sudden that even Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what to say.

Zuo Qinghou continued, "Sooner or later, our two families will decide the outcome, and the fight will result in a result, do you understand?"

They all understand.

"If I survive, there is nothing to say." Zuo Qinghou sighed, "In case, in case I die, Mingzhu..."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Do you want us to protect her for you?"

Zuo Qinghou shook his head and said, "I want you to take her away, you can take her anywhere, she must not stay in Songjiang Mansion any longer, and she must never meet Xue Bin."

Chu Liuxiang said, "Second brother Zuo, are you worried about her marrying Xue Bin? If you really have any misfortune, Mingzhu will not want to..."

Zuo Qinghou slapped his thigh hard, "It's a trivial matter! I'm already dead, so how can I care who she marries? As long as she lives happily, what's the difference between Xue Bin and Wang Bin? I'm just worried, I I am worried that even if Ming Zhu intends to marry, that kid surnamed Xue will suspect that she wants to avenge her father, which is not good for Ming Zhu!"

Zuo Qinghou even despises the position of marquis, he disdains trivial matters the most, he is only keen to make friends, but now he thinks twice for his daughter, pity the parents of the world, what else can they say?

They just agree.

Seeing that they agreed to come down, Zuo Qinghou breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You two take care of yourself, and treat this place as your own home."

After saying this, Zuo Qinghou turned his head and left. He was going to sit down in the quiet room. When he came out tomorrow, he could have no daughter and no secular world in his heart. At that time, his martial arts could be brought out at its best Effect.

Xue Yiren already has death intentions in his heart, and he is more difficult to deal with than before. When a swordsman no longer cares about life and death, the sword in his hand can be called a sword!

One inch pierced is one inch, only the sword!

The sword is everything.

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the next day.

In this duel, almost everyone came.

The sky and the earth are full of killing intent, and when the red leaves fall, they have been swept away by the murderous and sword energy, scattered to one side, and guarded a platform for them to fight.

Yan Shisan fixed his eyes on Xue Yiren's sword, his always indifferent eyes were filled with excitement.

Shen Baizhong looked down at him, and said slowly, "You're not good enough."

Yan Shisan asked, "Then when do you think I can do it?"

"In another 12 years."

Yan Shisan was silent for a moment, and said, "You were famous all over the world when you were a teenager."

"That's because I have already lived the days of licking blood on the tip of a knife." Shen Baizhong said indifferently, "No one's status will come out of thin air."

"Then when I was a teenager, I should also go out to see blood."

"Okay. You can accept the reward offered by Beizhen Fusi."

"Ah."

"Do you want to go back to the capital with me?"

Yan Shisan said, "Yes."

Shen Baizhong always seems to be very proficient in how to kidnap people, and he always succeeds. He can deceive people with a few words, but every sentence is the truth.

He didn't feel it himself, but many people around him regarded him as a kind of belief.

Xue Yiren slowly walked up the steps from the bottom of the mountain.

Although he walked slowly, his breath was steady, and with every step he took, his aura became stronger. When he reached the top of the mountain, he was no longer a kind old man, he had become a sharp sword!

Zuo Qinghou stared at him firmly and said, "You're here."

"I am coming."

"Please."

"Please."

Zuo Qinghou rolled up his sleeves, took a step forward with his left foot, raised one hand vertically, and held the other horizontally across his chest, in a flying posture.

With a bang, the sword was unsheathed.

The red leaves rolled up, the depth of the two people's inner strength was beyond what ordinary people could imagine, they fought very quickly, among the leaves flying all over the sky, only Shen Baizhong and the three could see their movements.

Although Yan Shisan couldn't see it, he could feel the sword energy. He could feel that Zuo Qinghou was constantly dodging and shooting.

Under the palms of his hands, he uses the most feminine and soft palms, which are continuous and endless. As long as one palm hits, it will never break, but this is not a weapon, so he can only dodge. Hide until he can hit Xue Yiren.

With just one hit, he can go back to be with his daughter.

At this moment, Shen Baizhong suddenly drew his knife out of its sheath, turned around and blocked several hidden weapons.

After the tinkling sound, many green iron needles were stuck on the ground.

"Poison needle?" Lu Xiaofeng said, "This poison seems to be..."

Before he could finish his words, another overwhelming hidden weapon flew in.

In this hidden weapon, a figure rushed towards at an extremely fast speed, and jumped into the red leaves in the blink of an eye.

Just as Shen Baizhong was going to stop him, he stopped again.

Because he thinks this is the best ending.

Xue Yiren stabbed out with a sword, breaking through countless flying leaves. When he saw Zuo Qinghou's face under the flying leaves, there was a trace of relief and a trace of calm in his eyes.

At his age, it is very rare to have an enemy. An enemy is the person who knows him best. With an enemy, he is always not lonely in the long cold night.

Now the enemy was about to die by his sword.

And I will go to accompany him soon, isn't this a wonderful thing...

Zuo Qinghou's pupils constricted, with fear on his face, he struck out with a palm, and he used all his strength, but it turned out to be [-] points—maybe Xue Yiren can't kill me, he can only cut off my hand!

Clap the person.

Both Xue Yiren and Zuo Qinghou were stunned.

How will you be here?

Although Xue Yiren didn't say anything, he undoubtedly meant this.

Xue Xiaoren laughed loudly, shook the red leaves that were still sweeping away, and said, "Why can't I be here? Do you think I'm still that kid who only listens to my brother?"

Xue Yiren's whole body trembled, and he couldn't even hold his sword firmly. He choked up and said, "You, you..."

"You still want to call me a rebellious son?" Xue Xiaoren spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was still laughing, and he laughed happily, "My father is not you, you are just my brother."

Xue Yiren roared and caught Xue Xiaoren's fallen body.

Zuo Qinghou was already stupid, he didn't understand what happened at all, of course he recognized Xue Xiaoren, but it was the fool he recognized.

Xue Xiaoren suddenly shouted not far away, "You tell Zhongyuan a little red! Tell Zhongyuan a little red!"

"Tell him he doesn't owe me anything!"

"Is he married?"

Although Xue Xiaoren's face became paler and paler, his voice became louder and louder, "Give me a congratulatory gift, and you will send me the news of my death."

"His swordsmanship is very good, very good." Xue Xiaoren continued, "As long as he doesn't learn from me, his future achievements will definitely not be inferior to Xue Yiren's."

After saying this, he looked at his brother, who was already in tears, and said with a chuckle, "Look, look, I taught him, am I better than you?"

Xue Yiren said in pain, "You are you, I am me, why are you so upset?"

Xue Xiaoren didn't speak, let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and murmured, "I don't always have to listen to my brother, do I? You are a good brother, but it's a pity that I'm not suitable to be your brother..."

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"It's a pity that I'm not suitable to be a good brother..."

As soon as the white-haired old man finished speaking, everyone in the room sighed.

Now that the story has been told, it is natural for everyone to discuss it.

Everyone listened to the story very engrossed. In the cold winter months, the food was naturally cold. The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes with a smile, and told the waiters to serve the food quickly. Warm up the good wine and fry the good meat in the pot. A few dishes will naturally allow these wandering men to eat more, and he will also earn more.

After hearing such a story, no one has time to worry about the small meal cost, but it is cheaper for the boss.

"This Xue Xiaoren is really a character. Unexpectedly, Zhongyuan Dianhong is also his disciple."

"He killed so many people? Still called a character?"

"If I were his elder brother, I'm afraid he would have been hung up and beaten long ago."

"You're so busy talking about him, isn't there anyone who praises others?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone around looked at him with idiotic eyes.

"how?"

"What are you farting? Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang need our praise? Or Shen Baizhong needs our praise? He is number one in the world, do you understand what number one is? I think you've got snow in your head, didn't it yesterday? fell?"

"I think it's gambling that has exported my brain!"

The old man who had just finished speaking brought a chair, took a jug of wine, sat by the window, took a puff of tobacco, let out a long breath, and said slowly, "Do you know Li Xunhuan?"

The braided girl who assisted him when telling the story immediately said, "How could I not know? Grandpa, are you confused?"

The old man took another sip of his wine and sighed, "He's heading here."

"What does he have to do with us when he comes back here?" asked the braided girl, "We don't know him well."

"We don't know each other well. Naturally, someone knows him well."

The old man only said this sentence, and never spoke again.

The cold wind outside the door is like a knife, and the snow is thousands of miles away.

It's winter.