The Sword Dynasty

Under the night sky, a silver-like stream flows through the innocent grasslands.

This stream is the natural boundary of the Daqin Dynasty and the Ukrainian Kingdom. One end is the kingdom of the kingdom on the grassland, and the other is the border town of Daqin.

The upper stream of the stream slowly floated down a wooden barrel.

A brawny man with shaved hair but long Changhu grabbed the floating wooden barrel and watched the barrel be old, but it was very clean. He took the water with his hand and gave a gray horse behind him. Drink water.

There are footsteps that sound in the grass.

This long novel, Hu Zhuanghan, looked at the sound, and the thick eyebrows slowly provoked.

A black that is heavier than the night appears in his eyes.

It was a big Qinbian army who was much shorter than him. He wore black leather armor with a very ordinary black iron sword.

"That is my drinking toilet."

The Daqin Bianjun walked over to the stream and looked at his provocative gaze. His face was cold and cold, and he said the wooden barrel behind him.

Chang Hu Zhuanghan looked at the sergeant who was half a head shorter than himself. He said: "There is a wooden bucket floating above. You say it is yours. If there is a princess floating above, you are also yours?"

The Daqin Sergeant shook his head coldly and said: "You don't want me to give me the princess on the prairie. I only need my bucket."

The long Hu-like man heard such a sentence, suddenly angry, and his face flushed, angered: "What do you say?"

Sergeant Daqin did not look at him, just looked at the wooden barrel behind him and repeated: "I still drink the toilet."

"Is it?"

Chang Hu Zhuanghan smirked and smiled back. He took a step back and held the long knife handle hanging on the saddle. He smiled and said: "Then you have a kind of river to get it?"

In the eyes of Sergeant Daqin, a strange look appeared, slowly saying: "You forced me."

Chang Hu Zhuanghan smiled. He did not think that this Daqin sergeant dared to cross the border.

However, in the next breath, his smile solidified.

The Daqin sergeant wearing a black armor began to smash the stream.

A bang was heard.

When the footsteps of the Daqin Sergeant embarked on a solid land, the long knife of the long-strong man was already sheathed.

The long knife in his hand reflected the moonlight, pointing straight to the chest of the Daqin Sergeant, cold channel: "Return."

The Daqin Sergeant’s hand held the hilt and did not look at him. He just looked at the wooden barrel and said, “If I don’t retire?”

Chang Hu Zhuanghan was stagnant and screamed: "If you don't retire, I will kill you."

Daqin Sergeant disdainfully sneered, he held the hilt with one hand and stepped forward to get the toilet.

"court death!"

Chang Hu Zhuanghan screamed, and the knife in his hand went forward. His intention was to scare the Daqin Sergeant. However, what he did not expect was that he had sent the knife and the Daqin Sergeant was actually avoiding it. Did not avoid, a bang, the long knife in his hand penetrated the body of this Daqin Sergeant.

The long-haired sturdy man suddenly stayed, and his face quickly became extremely pale in the moonlight.

"you…"

He looked at the long bloodshot overflowing in the mouth of the great Qin sergeant hanging on his knife. How could he not believe it? He couldn’t speak for a while.

"Just for a drink, is it worth it?"

The Daqin sergeant did not look at the wooden barrel at this time, but looked up at the moonlight in the sky with some attachments, looking at the round moon, and muttered this sentence.

A scream of screams broke through the night sky.

Looking at the Daqin Sergeant who fell to his death with his own knife, the Ukrainian warrior, who was usually brave and brave, shivered.

He didn't understand what was going on.

......

The territory of the Daqin Dynasty is very broad.

From the border with Uzbek to the Changling, even the flying eagle, do not know how long it will fly.

In the moonlight, a teenager walked into a very elegant mansion and sat down in the pavilion by the lotus pond.

A handsome lady was coming behind him.

The boy did not turn his head, but said faintly: "Since the queen is looking for me, why didn't she come to see me?"

"The girl is coming soon."

The handsome-looking palace girl replied softly, standing aside.

The teenager brows slightly.

Moonlight and starlight seem to be suddenly brighter.

The boy turned and saw the Queen's maiden walk slowly, describing the perfection to the extreme.

The boy was only able to carry out the ceremony and said to the empress of the empress, saying: "An Baoshi has seen the empress."

The Queen's face still shines with the unspeakable porcelain light. She looks at the bouldering, and there is no rest of the opening remarks. She directly sighs: "The moon has been Chen, and the rest of the Uh, if it is again Ping Donghu, the future and Yan, There is no trouble in Qiqi."

An Baoshi smashed, he was only a breathing time, and some of them understood the terrible meaning implied in the Queen's sentence.

His brows picked up slightly and did not answer.

"Some people are available and some are unbearable."

The Queen looked at him and continued: "I want to hear your opinion."

An Baoshi thought about it and laughed. He said: "One of the people is a big thing, and what you have to do is the biggest event in the world."

The Queen was very satisfied with his sentence, and smiled, but her smile was also shining with the icy light of the porcelain, without any joy.

......

Qingteng Jianyuan.

A swordsman came to the front of the court.

His sword is very wide.

The rest of the swordsmen of Changling are carrying swords, carrying swords, or wearing swords at the waist, but he is walking on the sword.

He is Guo Dongshan.

The Queen asked him to take the fifteenth to go to the big floating prison, but he intercepted the practitioners who killed the gods because of the problems transmitted by the order.

A retreat is not famous, but many of his dignitaries know his very powerful guru.

Such a guru visits late at night, and naturally has a deep meaning.

Di Qingmei, Dean of Qingtian Jianyuan, appeared in front of Guo Dongshan for the first time.

Guo Dongshan is very humble.

He first took the sword and bowed to Di Qing's eyebrows, but then his face was serious and slowly said: "The war of Dean, Daqin and Wu's will begin tonight."

"What!" Di Qingmei changed his face, he even thought he was wrong.

"These words in front are all my nonsense. If you have heard it, you have to forget. Now the world does not know that the war between Daqin and Wu's will begin, but after three days, my Daqin dynasty will be Uzbek’s war is that Uzbek triggered the next war tonight."

Guo Dongshan quietly looked at Di Qingmei and said: "This is the battle of the DPRK, so the Queen has orders, so that all the swordsmen and students in the Qingteng Academy except all the lecturers who teach the daily courses, all went to Wu The border of the country, including Dean Dean."

Di Qingmei’s body slammed and looked at Guo Dongshan incredulously.

"Reassured, it is not the Qingteng Academy."

Guo Dongshan took a deep breath and looked up at the bright moon of the chastity. He slowly said: "All the practice sites of Changling will be like this... In the future, Qingteng Jianyuan and Baiyang Cave will continue to exist, but future students will want Accepting the order of the Mars, to work for me in the army."

It is reassuring, but this sentence has made Di Qingmei more shocking to the point where it is difficult to attach. Even if he usually does not dare to violate the meaning of the hostess in the deep palace, he can’t help but tremble. Road: "Is it crazy?"

......

"Is it crazy?"

This night, someone is saying the same sentence.

It’s just that the mood of this person is very calm.

This is a middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes. Behind him is a very old Taoist temple.

There are many very old wormwood on the roof of the Taoist temple.

These wormwood are very unique golden yellow, and will not wither in the snow in winter, just like the glory.

This Taoist view is Baoguangguan.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes stood in front of a soldier's official.

The official rank of this official should be high enough.

Because the breath on his body is strong enough, it is so powerful that it will almost cover the whole treasure.

“It’s not just Baoguangguan, it’s all in the practice.”

"Baoguangguan is built by Emperor Shishi, and in Changling City, Mr. Lu, your master of the generation, should understand that everything should be done in accordance with the sky." Hearing the response of the man, the official’s mood was calm. Said patiently.

The middle-aged man in Suyi shook his head and smiled. He said: "I only heard that there are things that can be done. Some things can't be done."

After the meal, he looked at the official and went on to say, "You are also a practitioner. You should know that what many practitioners want is not a fame, but a free mind."

The senior official of the terracotta warrior slightly narrowed his eyes and was about to talk. The plain man also interrupted his words. "Don’t think about using any righteousness to press me. You have to understand that most of the practice places. Just like the Zhao Jian furnace, if it is willing to be strong, what is the difference between the foreign enemy and the internal enemy?"

The senior official of the Mars was deeply absorbed and said: "Are you determined?"

The middle-aged man in Suyi did not say anything.

A plain sword is revealed from his body.

A plain-colored sword of life quietly floated in front of him, and the sound of a giant mountain movement began in the sky.

However, at that time, he raised his head.

He looked at a turret.

At the top of the turret, there was a force that came out, just like the entire turret was dumping towards him.

(If I said that there is a book fan friend who came to Wuxi today, I have to have dinner together at night. I am afraid that there is only this today. If you have four tomorrows, will you ask for a direct cut?)