Gate of God

"It's actually Yan Yunqi!"

At this moment, when the six red clouds appeared, whether it was Li Jingfeng or nearly two thousand red feather guards, his face completely changed.

The Daxia Dynasty had many elite troops.

For example, from the palm of the Holy Sect, the Royal Forest Army guarding the Royal Palace day and night, the Broken Mountain Army of Zhenguo Palace, and the Red Feather Guard of Shenhou Palace.

Each of these troops can be regarded as elite.

But if there is an army above these army, there is no doubt that everyone will think of a name, Yan Yunqi.

Of course, this is not to say that the people who train Yan Yunqi are better than today's Shenggu and Zhenhoufu, but because of the region where Yan Yunqi is located.

Xiliang!

As the name suggests, a real desolate place.

If you want to describe Xiliang in three words, that is, wind, sand, and dust, and if you want to use another word to describe it, it is Ru Mao drinking blood.

The Yan Family is the overlord of this rumao drinking place. Its history is even more far-reaching than the Daxia Dynasty. In other words, before the Daxia Dynasty was completed, the Yan Family had occupied Xiliang.

The Daxia dynasty conquered the world, followed by the thirteen houses.

However, each generation of emperors of the Daxia Dynasty did not hesitate to hand over the burden of guarding the Xiliang to the Yan Family. The reason is simple, because when the six blood clouds of the Yan family rise in the biting cold wind At that time, even the thirteen houses had to stop.

It's hard to move forward!

"Yan Yunqi!" Chihou's fists clenched subconsciously, and he never thought that Yan Yunqi would come to Beishan Village.

Because the place where Fang Zhengzhi appeared was in Beimo, in Huaian County, and in Beishan Village.

After receiving the news, Chi Hou immediately issued the order, and then he spent three days and two nights, taking the Red Feather Guard from Shenhou Mansion to Beishan Village.

Along the road, there was almost no stop.

Where is Yan Yunqi?

In Xiliang!

The distant Xiliang!

However, the arrival time of Yan Yunqi was only less than two hours away from Red Feather Guard. What kind of marching speed was this? Do they...

Chi Hou's eyes subconsciously looked at the sergeant Yan Yunqi who showed his armor. Soon, his eyes also jumped, because everything was as he expected.

In the waist of the sergeant, there was a piece of meat that had been bitten for more than half and still carrying the blood of Sen Leng.

Eat raw!

This is the most time-saving method, and in addition to saving time, this method also has the biggest advantage of being able to save energy.

In other words, this is a method that can greatly increase the speed of the march, and can stop at any time and enter the cruel battle immediately.

But equally, this is also the most primitive and wild method.

"Okay, very good, it really is Yan Yunqi!" Chihou's fist was squeezed tightly, which was an admiration rising from the heart.

Of course, in addition to admiration, there is pressure.

A kind of unwillingness to admit defeat but have to admit defeat.

When Li Jingfeng heard Chihou's words, his eyes also noticed the flesh of the sergeant's waist, which caused even a subconscious consciousness to rise in his heart.

Because, he felt a real fierce.

A fierce like a beast.

"Yan Yunqi, do you still retain such a training method?" Li Jingfeng certainly does not think that Yan Yunqi in front of him just came up with this method just to hurry up this time.

After all, raw meat is not so delicious!

If it is not long-term training, let the body adapt to the five internal organs and eat it for three days and two nights. Now this army should roll on the ground instead of holding a long bow here.

Chi Hou was upset, Li was shocked by the wind, and how nearly two thousand red feather guards behind them could not feel the fierce beast breath.

At this moment, nearly two thousand red feather guards' hands squeezed the spear in their hands subconsciously.

But at this time, the sergeant who was torn by the pool waiting for the black sergeant also moved. A short knife was drawn from the waist. Without any hesitation, the short knife stabbed towards his throat.

"Ding!"

A sound of gold-iron symphony sounded, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"Shit!" Sergeant's face changed.

"It's none of your business, the other party is Chihou, and the identity exposure is only a matter of time. So write it down in advance and make up for it later!" The voice sounded in the army.

"Yes!"

...

The two armies confronted each other, and the intention of killing was reduced compared with that just now, because Fang Zhengzhi had already stepped out of the team, and Chihou naturally didn't mean to stop it anymore.

Soon, Founder went straight to Yan Yunqi.

"Have seen Fang Gongzi!" Three thousand Yan Yunqi also bowed together at this time, everyone looked extremely respectful as he looked at Fang Zhengzheng.

Then, a figure also came out of the team.

It was a figure also covered under a black cloak and covered with a face, but when he walked out of the line, the face towel was also taken off.

He showed a very indifferent face and drove three days and two nights in a row, but this face did not have too much tiredness, and some were just a kind of heartfelt concern.

Yan Xiu.

A man who returned to Xiliang one year ago before the Zhaoxuan Hall, confronted with the civil and military officials and the Holy One, and has not stepped on the capital of Yanjing for one year.

"Not seen in a year, how are you doing?"

"Are you ok?"

At almost the same time, Fang Zhengzheng's voice and Yan Xiu's voice rang, and they rang in front of nearly two thousand Hong Yuwei and three thousand Yan Yunqi.

One year apart.

The first sentence of the two had almost no characteristics. It was plain, plain like the spring water flowing down from the mountain, clear and pure.

Founder smiled straight, Yan Xiu smiled similarly.

"I'm very good."

The two men's voices sounded again, as if they didn't know that thousands of sergeants were standing behind them, or that they didn't even think about the sergeants standing behind them.

Next...

Founder started to introduce it.

"Look, this is the place where I grew up. Beishan Village, is it beautiful? The scenery is beautiful. Look at this river. Although it is clear, it has a lot of fish."

"Ok."

"Did you not have breakfast? Go, go to my house!"

"it is good."

Next, Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu walked side by side towards Chihou and nearly two thousand red feather guards, or they walked toward the entrance of Beishan Village.

Three thousand Yan Yunqi looked at Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu, without talking. Nearly two thousand red feather guards were also looking at Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu, but they were obviously a little surprised in their eyes.

"Is it time to talk about eating?"

Zhang Yangping and the villagers are also looking at me at this moment. I look at you. They don't know the identity of this young man who came. They don't know the law too much, but they also understand...

If it is Yan Yunqi.

It seems that it should be...

Crossed the border?

"Yan Xiu, Yan Yunqi is your Yan Clan's cavalry. What you take with Yan Yunqi will not be asked much at this time, but since Yan Yun rode to Beimo, he still asks his nephew to show the holy order. OK!" Chi Hou finally spoke.

As a ward to guard the five deserts of Beimo.

How could he turn a blind eye to the crime of crossing the border? Even if the other party is Yan Yunqi.

"No Holy Order." Yan Xiu shook his head directly.

"Hime nephew, you took Yanyun to Beimo, but didn't notify you in advance. You haven't received the order of the Holy Spirit. I'm afraid it's a bit wrong," Chihou continued.

"Yes." Yan Xiu nodded.

"Since the nephew feels wrong, should I give a reasonable explanation to Benhou?" Chihou also nodded, of course he knew the purpose of Yan Xiu's coming here.

For the current situation, Yan Xiu is a friend of Fang Zhengzheng, so naturally he is not his enemy.

Therefore, of course, he would not overly embarrass Yan Xiu, but there are some things he must do, for example, a reason enough to convince two thousand red feather guards.

"Lost." Yan Xiu thought for a moment and answered.

"Lost?!" Chi Hou thought about the explanation that Yan Xiu might say, for example, chasing Xiliang fugitives, or discovering the movements of the Devil, etc.

Of course these reasons cannot be true.

But Chihou could take him as real, and then ordered Hong Yuwei and Yan Yunqi to search around, and finally it was impossible.

But get lost...

What is the reason?

You lost your way and ate raw meat from Xiliang to Beimo for three days and two nights, and, by accident, ran to Beishan Village?

Who can believe?

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Chi Hou feels that there is no way to believe it.

Of course, Li Jingfeng and Hong Yuwei could guess what Chihou thought, but Yan Xiu's reason was too arbitrary, right?

"Yanggongzi accidentally lost his direction when he was chasing Xiliang fugitives, and because he was unfamiliar with the terrain, he strayed into the northern desert area?" Li Jingfeng was very "goodwill" to modify Yan Xiu's reason for getting lost Something.

"No, just get lost." Yan Xiu shook his head.

"Hime nephew is sure you're joking with Benhou?" Chihou couldn't bear to hear this, after all, he had already retreated.

However, Yan Xiu didn't appreciate it at all and went in again.

This is no longer a question of enemies and invincibility, but, face, as the pool of Shenhou Mansion, he can be forgiving of the little mistakes made by Yan Xiu on impulse, but he cannot bear Yan Xiu’s inaction ceremony.

"Hou Ye thinks that my grandson is like a kid who likes to joke?" Just at this moment, a voice also sounded from the three thousand Yan Yunqi.

The voice is not too loud, and even a little hoarse, but it is very loud, just like the lion defending the territory.

And with the sound of the sound.

A weird scene also appeared. The two thousand red feather guards sat on the snow dragon dragon horse, as if they were subjected to some kind of prestige, all of them moved back a few steps.

There are even a few standing dragons standing on the snow and standing upright, throwing the red feather guard down on the ground.

"what!"

"Yu, Yu..."

The two-thousand red feather guard's camp had a trace of confusion in the moment. It was very sudden, and suddenly even Li Jingfeng was too late to make any response.

As for Zhang Yangping and the villagers, it does not seem to have any influence.

Can be described as weird.

Li Jingfeng was just about to make an order, but was pressed down by Chihou's hand. He tightened, and he also saw that Chihou's face became extremely ugly.

In the past ten years, Li Jingfeng has seen Chihou's face so ugly.

who is it?

Grandson, he seemed to say that Yan Xiu was his grandson.

Is it...

In an instant, Li Jingfeng's complexion changed. Even as the Red Feather Guardian, when he thought of a name, his back would raise a chill.

"Yan Qianli!"

Xiliang Yanshi, the current head of the family, a character like a living fossil, a character who must be treated with courtesy even in the current saint.

He is a real owl.

Countless people have predicted this Xiongxiong, as long as Yan Qianli is still alive, then Xiliang will always be Xiliang, and no state will dare to set foot on Xiliang.

Yan Qianli is overbearing.

But everyone understands that in the place of Xiliang, only people like Yan Qianli can truly manage this cool place of ruliang drinking blood as it is now.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is that Yan Qianli has not taken a step outside of Xiliang for more than two decades. Even in Beijing, he has never been there even once.

But now, Yan Qianli has appeared here.

With three thousand Yan Yunqi, appeared in the northern desert, a small mountain village entrance.

"I gave the reason for getting lost. My grandson just said what I said. Does Hou Ye think it's wrong to get lost?" Hong Liang's voice sounded again.

However, no figure came out of the three thousand Yan Yunqi, it was just a voice, a voice that could not see any figure.

Chihou's face changed.

A pair of tiger eyes stared closely at the three thousand Yan Yunqi standing in front of him, looking at the six bright red clouds carved on the white armor.

His fists squeezed tightly, loosened again, squeezed again, loosened again.

I don’t know how long after that, Chihou’s face finally returned to normal, and the light in a pair of tiger eyes also slowly disappeared~www.wuxiaspot.com~Since Master Yan lost his way in the North Desert, it’s better It’s up to Ben Hou to personally point a way back to Xiliang for Grandpa Yan, I wonder? "At the end of Chihou's talk, his tone has become extremely calm.

"Hahaha...I wanted to go back to Xiliang to die, but my grandson just wanted to go to Yanjing. I was a dying person, and I didn't have time to go outside and take a look. It was just right. I wanted to accompany my grandson to Yanjing and take a look at the Holy Ghost, but unfortunately people are old and the memory is not very good, this is not... lost."

"Grandpa Yan is going to Yanjing?" A light flashed in Chihou's eyes.

"Yeah, can it be that the Lord is also going to stop?"

"Just the way!"

"That's a coincidence, if the waiting master is not in trouble, I might as well take my grandson and I to Yanjing, otherwise we will get lost and we will delay our journey."

"Senior Yan is willing to go to Beijing with Benhou all the way. That's an honor for him. I just don't know when Senior Yan wants to leave?" (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: