The Sword Dynasty

Zhang Yi looked at the back of the man in the black shirt, and the emotion in his heart was difficult to calm down.

The old dynasty of Changling was a very special group for the entire Daqin dynasty. On the one hand, it was not allowed to be in Changling. But on the other hand, many industries, even with some enemy countries, have the lifeblood of some things. In their hands, the mausoleum of Changling could not easily separate them from Changling.

This is a typical hate, but in the final analysis, they are strong enough.

But now, how should he choose?

The setting sun sets to the horizon, and the air begins to cool down.

Because the mood was too stirring, he did not even notice the romantic flow that the singer of the Qing dynasty Jianshan Swordsman deliberately brought behind him.

This made this Shushan Jianzong practitioner extremely unhappy, and his brow was deeply wrinkled.

"The performance of your time and the sword will be too far apart. As a swordsman, you need to be alert all the time, especially outside Changling. People who want to kill you don't need to worry that they can't walk out of Changling. There is no scruples at all."

Listening to such a voice, Zhang Yi was shocked and turned around.

Looking at the special jade color gown suit on the other side, feeling the unique scent of the other side, he naturally understood the identity of the other party in an instant, but in his mind it was even more chaotic, just could not help I wonder, what happened today?

¥ "The method of the interval, every five and seven."

This Shushan Jianzong practitioner was used to seeing all kinds of top talents in Shaoshan Jianzong. At this moment, he saw Zhang Yi’s sorrowful feelings, and he felt more unhappy in his heart. He whispered this sentence and took out the cold directly from his sleeve. The shovel was handed to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi subconsciously took over the seemingly ordinary iron shovel, and the heart could not help but violently jumped up. He couldn't help but ask: "What is this? The method of the interval, what is it after every five?"

"I think, if I can't even think of this..." This Shushan Jianzong practitioner has a slight brow. He originally wanted to say that if he couldn't even think of this point, he wouldn't match it as my sword. The student, but when he got here, he felt that something was wrong. After a slight pause, he changed his mind and said: "There is a direct destruction of this thing."

Looking at the dissatisfied look of the other party, Zhang Yi thought of the way Ding Ning said that her mother-in-law was in the weekdays. He was a little awake, and his eyes were removed from the body of the Shushan Swordsman and fell on the shovel in his hand.

Then he opened the shovel directly.

There was only a thin piece of parchment in the shovel, which was simply stacked, so he saw a lot of ink lines at a glance.

Just the magic lines of scattered pieces, he felt the endless horror sword.

His eyes burst into tears.

In the next moment, these swords were forced to work on him, so that the blood in his body was not running smoothly, and even he felt the feeling of vomiting blood in an instant.

Zhang Yi’s body slammed, and then he looked up.

"this is…"

He was shocked to see the green shirt practitioner in front of him, thinking about the smell of net glaze or even the sword on the platform, and felt that it was impossible to have such a sharp edge. Then he instantly realized that "this is the personally ..."

This Shushan Jianzong practitioner feels that he does not have to answer.

He turned and began to leave.

"In your own opinion, you are just a trivial little person in Changling. However, the top three characters of Changling are coming to see you in person, or personally writing to you. So you can't be a trivial little person. ”

"My disciple of Shushan Jianzong, like the disciples of the former Bashan swordfield, can't be a small person."

Listening to the two words that came from the wind before the disappearance of the other figure, Zhang Yi’s entire body was once again unable to contain the trembling.

With the last glimmer of the evening glow, he struggled to unfold the parchment in the iron shovel. His eyes were more stinging, and the tears were falling. Just seeing the first few words, his breathing paused from time to time. Sometimes it is rushing.

This is a sword.

The method of counting, every five and seven, is just a way of reading.

Just look at the words of the five and seven times every single, you can see the real words of this sword, and comprehend the real meaning.

It is possible to make Bai Lisu Xue personally write, and in this way to cover up the true meaning, there is often only one possibility, that is, this sword is also very important for the Laoshan Jianzong, and in the Laoshan Jianzong, there are only one hundred Li Su Xue knows.

This means that the true lord is passed down.

After thinking about this, Zhang Yi finally understood the meaning of the last two sentences of the Shushan Jianzong practitioner.

How can a disciple of the Swordsman of Lushan Swordsman, Baili Su Xue, be a trivial little person?

The last glimmer of the sky fell.

The wilderness around him fell into the darkness.

"When you do, you will do it thoroughly."

In his mind, he remembered the voice of Ding Ning again.

Thinking about a lot of things in the past, thinking about Xue’s death, thinking about some pictures of the sword meeting, thinking about the letter from the hostess’s book in the depths of the palace after the sword meeting, thinking about the scenery, he felt Ding Ning said this sentence is correct.

He took the parchment out of the shovel, placed it close, and collected the shovel. Then he looked up and looked at the brightest star in the sky in the direction of Dayan and began to move.

......

The hooves of thunder on the river post screamed fiercely, and the birds returned to countless nights.

A slippery torch illuminates the entire river bank. A black armor jumped from the rushing horse and landed without any weight. But at the moment of landing, he pulled it with his hand and stopped the running horse behind him.

"Is it here?"

The black armor took a look at the scenery around him, and asked the two seven-eight-year-old children sitting in front of a sergeant.

These two children, a man and a woman, seem to be brothers and sisters. They should look at the clothing of their bodies and they should be the children of the fishermen around them.

Listening to the voice of the black armor, and then seeing the tiger wolf pattern shining on the black dress, the two children were scared, Zhang mouth did not answer, but it was a wow crying directly. stand up.

The black general took a deep breath and his heart was more annoyed, but when he looked down and looked down, his face was drastically changed, and his eyes were deep and unconsciously flowing with intense coldness and killing. .

These roots of the swollen willows were rooted on the roots, and he saw one or two white satin strips that had been soaked.

Almost in the subconscious, he decided that this was the hiding place before Bai Shanshui.

In the area around the Weihe River, I don’t know how many ships and Daqin practitioners are searching for the trails of white mountains and waters. However, who would have thought that Bai Shanshui was just like a real floating body, floating between the roots of these old willows. ?

This is the place where the ships on the river can see, but in the end, only the two children happened to see it.

Let it be destined, is this the best way to escape?

It’s just that the Shangshang Lushan Mountain League has a sword and a flat mountain. If it is said that it is a destiny, it should be attributed to Changling. How can this thief escape again!

The black generals thought about the Qin people who died in the hands of Bai Shanshui in these years. The anger in their hearts burned more and more. However, looking at the floating white silk, he knew that he had missed the possibility of catching. The time to catch the white mountains and waters, and then deal with this big reversal, I do not know what the price to pay.

Because of anger, he couldn't vent, and his strong breath constantly swayed forward, causing the river in front to violently sway and glimpse.

In the deepest part of the big floating water, the wood-boiled wine, which is like a duckweed in the water, feels the ripples coming from the water.

This is meaningless to others, but it is the only change that he is boring and does not become a confined life.

"Young people, you are amazing. Since the establishment of this water prison, you should be the second person who can make Shen Xuan helpless."

He looked down at the swaying sigh, sincere admiration.

The sound flowed along the water, clear and distant, but there was no response.

Lin boiled the wine and looked at the still undulating water, knowing that the young man was not in a coma, so he went on to say, "I know that you don't trust me, but I know that you and those who were sent in to try to win my trust. Different. Because Shen Xuan used some of the means on you, I have also experienced... I know very well what kind of talent is likely to survive. So you can not trust me, but I can trust you."

It took a long time.

There was a weak but clear voice in the water next to the dungeon. "Who are you?"

Lin boiled wine road: "Bashan sword field, forest boiled wine."

The water prison at the end was silent for a moment, saying: "Impossible."

Lin boiled the wine and laughed. "Everyone thinks I am dead, but I am still alive."

The water prison at the other end was silent again.

Lin boiled and smiled and said: "You should be skeptical that even if I am a boiled wine, why do I say this directly to someone who never knows."

There was no denial, "Yes."

Business of "I am here. We are here, we are going here." go with."

"He wants you to be desperate. Despair is the best way for him to open the mouth of people like me and you."

Lin boiled his head and looked at the water jail on the side, faintly said: "But I think he will still fail. And I will give you hope, as long as you stay long enough, you have to believe that I can take you Take it out."

There was no new response to the watertightness at the end, only the snoring sounds that were heard.

The water surface is more violently shaken.

Lin boiled wine knows that a new round of torture has begun.

There are many tortures that make him think it is terrible, and disposed on the young man.

He gave the young man promise and hope, but is there really hope?

Lin boiled the wine and lowered his head. He looked at the turbulent cold water and restored his silence.

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