Seeing that Xu Zhihu's breath was no longer as weak as before, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wept with joy.
Xu Zhihu slapped His Royal Highness on the buttocks, and said teasingly: "It's quite curvy. After practicing martial arts, this frame has become a lot stronger. I just look more heroic, but how can I be so delicate and gentle?"
You are a little girl? You are still crying at such an old age. You stay in my sister’s room tonight and let me love you and love you.”
"Sister, don't be like this." His Royal Highness, who has never known what shame is and who has been surrounded by rouge all day, suddenly became shy.
The little girl Erqiao was very smart and stepped aside, pushed the door open and walked out.
His Highness and the young lady have been close since childhood. God knows what the young lady will do next. Is it to take off His Highness's pants?
Living in this noble family, although she has a protective master like Xu Zhihu, she does not have to be bullied by young masters like ordinary maids, but she secretly listens to other maids who are being eaten or slept with about interesting things in the boudoir.
As I said, I know a thing or two.
The little girl in her youth blushed more and more as she thought about it, and suddenly she thought of the young man in purple again, and her crystal skin seemed to be dripping with water.
Xu Fengnian grabbed the hand that was trying to cause trouble on her body and said softly: "Sister, can we go home?"
Xu Zhihu took out his hand, caressed Xu Fengnian's face and sighed softly: "Fengnian is getting more and more handsome as she grows older. People can't get enough of it. It's just that the water thrown out by this married woman is difficult to recover. Although Jiangnan is not good,
, but it’s my sister’s home. Let’s not talk about Jiangnan. Tell me, how did you get to know the young man in purple?”
Xu Fengnian wiped her tears and picked up some interesting stories about her travels. However, the embarrassing things like March not knowing the taste of meat, stealing chickens and dogs, and being chased for two or three miles with a broom in order to eat an egg were all mentioned.
He omitted it.
Xu Zhihu suddenly burst into tears without warning and scolded his cruel father several times.
Xu Fengnian said with relief: "Sister, I'm not a child anymore. Besides, there are white fox faces and mountain ghosts following me, so I don't have to suffer much."
Xu Zhihu held Xu Fengnian in his arms, pinched his increasingly angular face and said, "You have had no worries about food and clothing since you were a child. When did you ever suffer such hardship?"
Xu Zhihu couldn't even think about walking thousands of miles.
Xu Fengnian remained silent and let Xu Zhihu caress his cheek. After a long time, he said: "Sister, when you recover, let's go to Wudang Mountain to enjoy the snow. By the way, ask the bull rider to practice some golden elixirs for you. Mountain Ghost
It is said that the alchemy skills of this bull-riding man are very good, and he is three points better than those heavenly masters on Longhu Mountain. Next time I see this little Taoist priest, I will not be relieved if I don’t give him a hard blow!"
Xu Zhihu hummed softly and said: "Don't go to see that coward who only wants the way of heaven. If he doesn't want to go down the mountain, how can I be shameless and shameless to ask him? Since he can't be the best in the world and won't go down the mountain, then
Let him be alone for the rest of his life. My sister is small-minded and has an even narrower vision. As long as you are around, all men in the world will be unsightly."
Xu Fengnian said "Oh" and no longer mentioned the bull nose on Wudang Mountain that deserved a beating.
Tired from crying, Xu Zhihu fell asleep.
Xu Fengnian closed the quilt for Xu Zhihu and sighed softly, feeling that fate was twisting her.
If the little Taoist priest riding the bull on Wudang Mountain had nodded, why would my sister have to marry to Jiangnan?
The best in the world, the supreme way of heaven, is that important?
If the bull rider marries her sister, how can Wudang fail to prosper if it relies on Beiliang?
Red clothes are the best, but there will be a day when someone in red clothes becomes old and yellow.
The mountain ghost once said that after cultivating to become an immortal, after a thousand years, you still need a few glasses of green wine, but how can you soothe your heart with a hairpin?
If you want to cut off your love thread after passing through the Heavenly Gate, it doesn’t matter that the Heavenly Gate is no good. Why don’t those monastic cultivators understand this principle?
In front of the restaurant in Yangchun City, a group of fierce soldiers from Northern Liang with bright armor and long swords hanging on their waists were surrounding, so that the entire restaurant was empty. Those who were better informed knew that these soldiers who exuded the aura of blood and murder were from the north.
Liang can be escorted by soldiers from Northern Liang, so the people in the restaurant are certainly not ordinary people.
Especially the burly one with the black divination-shaped halberd. Just looking at the length of the halberd, it weighs seventy or eighty kilograms at least. He can easily carry a weapon of this weight. At first glance, he is a warrior who can ward off evil spirits with thousands of troops.
What's more, throughout the ages, who dares to play with a halberd, who is not a famous person throughout the ages? It is said that when this person was protecting the young master who killed people in broad daylight when he entered the city, a halberd penetrated the city gate, piercing a big hole in the gate, and almost killed him.
The captain of the city gate was frightened.
At this time, the halberd-wielding general had a sad look on his face.
Earlier, Ning Emei escorted the Crown Prince into the city, and saw that the wound on the Crown Prince's back burst open. Even with the guarantee of the old sword god, he still felt uneasy.
When he first came out of Beiliang, the four teeth of Beiliang, the god of death on the battlefield, naturally looked down on His Highness the Crown Prince who was uneducated and unskilled and cherished his life to the extreme.
The Northern Liang Army may be incompetent, but it must not be cowardly and fearless. They are those eggless cowards!
In the Spring and Autumn Period, when the Dazhu Kingdom marched and fought, how often did they not take the lead and risk their lives? If the Dazhu Kingdom passed away, and the prince did not even dare to raid the formation, how could the 300,000 Northern Liang cavalry be defeated and not be timid in fighting and die?
war?
Compared with the villain Tu Chen Zhibao, the prince who has an empty belly and will only lose his family, one is an embroidered pillow who only knows the romance, and the other is a Confucian general who followed the Dazhu Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period and strategized.
In the hands of the Crown Prince, where will Beiliang's 300,000 cavalry go?
It’s just that along the way, even Ning Emei only knows how to kill people on the battlefield and knows nothing about human affairs. He can tell that the prince is hiding his clumsiness without opening his eyes. Although it is not as good as Dazhu Kingdom, it is not far behind. The scars on the prince’s body cannot be ignored.
It's a lie. It's unknown if Beiliang will be in the hands of the Crown Prince and it will reach a higher level.
If His Highness the Crown Prince makes even the slightest mistake, he will not be able to apologize even if he slaps his neck with a sword.
Ning Emei suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure. He stepped forward from his horse, lifted his halberd and dismounted. He was about to salute, but he was supported by a hand. No matter how hard he tried, he could not bend even half an inch. It seemed that it was not a hand that was holding him, but a hand.
It's a mountain.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ning Emei knew that the man in front of him was very powerful, so he stopped being polite and asked worriedly: "Master, is the prince injured?"
Jingzhou patted this tall and thick man, who had a very muscular body but had a poetic name, and said with a smile: "Ning Jiangjun, don't worry, Xu Fengnian looks like a scholar, but he has thick skin and a very tough life.
It’s not that easy to want him dead.”
Ning Emei took a long breath, the prince will be fine if nothing happens.
"I heard that General Ning's short halberd can penetrate a hundred steps without missing a beat. Can you meet with me today?" Jingzhou's eyes fell on a large bulging bag behind Ning Emei, which contained dozens of small halberds. This is called
He thought of the ancient evil under Meng De's tent, who was also good at using the divination halberd, and also liked to carry a small halberd on his back. When he came out with the halberd, someone would fall off his horse, and he charged into the battle, as if he was entering an uninhabited country.
The general, who was full of evil spirits and was afraid of dirty things, smiled and blushed a little.
Jing Zhou chuckled twice, no longer embarrassed by this Northern Liang man who would not frown even if he went into battle to kill the enemy, but was embarrassed by being praised a few times.
Jingzhou entered the restaurant, and a graceful woman sat facing the window, flipping a book in her hand. She seemed to catch someone walking in from the corner of her eye. She turned around, first surprised, then curious.
Jing Zhou glanced at her twice and secretly praised her. Even though she was wearing a Jingchai cloth skirt, she still couldn't hide her classic and graceful temperament.
Li Chungang appeared on the stairs at some point. He threw peanuts into his mouth with one hand and chewed them loudly. He said vaguely: "Zhao Heng is just like a girl. She didn't catch the dragon chair, but she caught the beauty. This little girl
The meat is good, and there is a lot of meat in the places where it should be round. Xu Fengnian's little bastard is a bastard who eats weights. He is very fond of the Dahuang Ting. He kidnapped people from Zhao Heng and only looked at them. This little bastard is not afraid of getting angry.
?”
The old sword god occasionally wanted to kick Xu Fengnian a few times, and wanted to ask this bastard whether it was pleasant to live like this. In order to avoid being close to women in Dahuang Court, and to keep it secret, he did not practice swordsmanship in public easily. Even with a left-handed sword, it was still the same in front of others.
He is holding a knife in his right hand. How can this be a straw bag that can only survive? It is clearly a dragon crossing the river. At a young age with strong vitality and blood, it is much better to sit still in arms than a bald donkey who loves the Happy Buddha.
The woman holding the book had red ears and remained silent.
Jingzhou took a few glances at this woman who was ranked higher on the rouge list than Li Baishi, who was the most beautiful and sexy man in Xiangguo Lane in Xiangfan. He was amazed that this was the number one woman in the world named Xu Fengnian who stood up against the wall.
?
Spring and Autumn Bed Armor, really can’t be measured!
So what if your swordsmanship is unparalleled and your stick skills are the best in the world?
In front of Pei Nanwei, why don't you pinch your waist and beg for mercy?
The old sword god walked down the stairs, his eyes fell on the turbulent scenery in front of Princess Jing'an Pei Nanwei, and said: "Is it possible that you also have a crush on this little girl? I have never been wrong about this little girl.
It’s easy to carry a baby.”
Jingzhou chuckled and said, "I don't dare. Not everyone can withstand the ability to hold on to the wall. If you think you have some skills in stick skills, you can try it."
Li Chungang probably had lice in his crotch, so he stretched out his hand to scratch in front of Pei Nanwei, and said: "Hold on to the wall and come out? This sounds quite pleasant to the ears. I'm quite capable. Zhao Heng is the old man."
Don't you want to be tortured half to death at night? Even this old boy is not a man anymore. He is so cowardly that I look down on him. Fortunately, he hugged a plump and pretty lady and rolled into bed at night."
No matter how reserved this beauty, who has a distinguished status and can make ninety-nine percent of the men in the world feel a sense of conquest, when she heard Li Chungang's unbridled words, she was so ashamed that her whole body was on fire, and she hurriedly closed the book.
, people walked upstairs.
Li Chungang sat where Pei Nanwei was sitting before, raised his feet and put them on the table, saying: "This girl is still a thin-skinned person."
Jingzhou agreed: "It's not that kind, but even that slutty girl can't stand your straightforward words."
Li Chungang let out a hey and said: "What nonsense, those women in the land of wind and moon still think that I am reserved in my words. Not to mention these women, I heard that Zhao Heng, that old boy's son, was thrown into the lake and half drowned by you.
A life?"
Jingzhou nodded.
The old sword god gloated: "Although this old boy Zhao Heng is narrow-minded, like a jealous wife, and likes to play tricks, which makes me look down on him, he was born with a dignified appearance, and he can bend a bow and shoot arrows. He is among the best in the world."
The prince is extremely conspicuous and is deeply loved by Emperor Liyang, so Wang Xianzhi got half a son for nothing. Zhao Heng, an old boy, lost his son a few days ago, and I don't think he will let you go. It is not difficult to write a letter to Wang Xianzhi to ask for it. "
Jing Zhou frowned slightly, never expecting that Zhao Heng and Wang Xianzhi had such a relationship.
In this world, although the masters in the world each have their own style, the best in the world is not unique, but is invincible in the world at a specific time and place, such as Hong who has not taken a flying sword to kill a person in seven hundred years, and drew his sword in anger.
Xi Xiang, Li Chungang, who broke two thousand six pieces of armor with a sword on the Guangling River, Cao Changqing, who turned from Confucianism to domineering, and captured an entire city by himself. Outside Jubei City, he called out Xu Xiao's eldest son, Xu Fengnian, the unscrupulous prince who was here to seek death.
Everyone has his or her own style, but Wang Xianzhi, who is guarding Emperor Wu's city, is not one of them.
Wang Xianzhi proved the Tao with his strength. He stood proudly in Emperor Wu's city for a few years. When he first entered Beiliang, he was able to punch Xuanyuan Qingfeng in the celestial realm to the point of death. Even Tuoba Bodhisattva, the god of Beimang army who defeated Deng Tai'a, in Xu Fengnian
Even if the last nine of the ten martial reviewers attack together, Wang Xianzhi can kill all nine of them, even if all the first-class masters in the world gather in Emperor Wu City to fight him.
, he doesn’t care about defeat, he only wins.
Although he claims to be the second best in the world, Mr. Wang is actually the best in the world. With the power of one person, he can be the enemy of the world!
Even if Li Chungang returns to the realm of land swordsman and uses the swords all over the city of Emperor Wu to open the Heavenly Gate with one sword, he can only use nine points of the power of Old Monster Wang.
Li Chungang narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you think? Do you want me to accompany you to Emperor Wu's City? Although my realm has plummeted, my ability with the sword is still a little bit better. The death of Zhao Heng's son will most likely be attributed to you.
, he goes to beg Wang Xianzhi, this old guy might actually take action."
"If you have that skill, you might as well teach Jiang Ni swordsmanship. Besides, Cao Changqing has been waiting here for a long time. It's time for Jiang Ni to return to his hometown in Western Chu. If you go to Emperor Wu's city, how can you pass down your sword skills to Emperor Wu?
I will go to the city myself." Jingzhou smiled and went upstairs.
Li Chungang raised his head and asked: "You want me to protect Girl Jiang? What about Xu Fengnian, a bastard?"
Jingzhou replied casually: "You go to Western Shu, and I will follow Xu Fengnian into the East China Sea."
The old sword god clasped his feet, thought about it, and thought it was quite reasonable. He said to himself: "Without me, the cripple Xu Xiao will still find other masters for Xu Fengnian. I don't need to worry about this bastard. Mountain ghost
I gained a lot of luck by killing Xuanyuan Dapan, and my aura is erratic. I am just a step away from the realm of land gods. It's really hard to say when facing Wang Xianzhi."
"But Girl Jiang has a deep affection for this little brat like Xu Fengnian. How can she leave with Cao Changqing easily? Don't leave with a sad face when the time comes and vent your anger on me. Otherwise, who will I cry to? Damn it, why are you just crying?
When something comes down, I'm not afraid of heaven or earth, but am I afraid of Girl Jiang?"
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