The beautiful heroine of the past has become an aunt who still retains her charm;
The heroes who used to travel far and wide with swords have become uncles who pick their feet.
Things are different and people are different.
In front of Richan Valley, it seemed as if it had suddenly turned into a large-scale blind date scene for middle-aged and elderly people. They were all narrating the past with emotion. The old knights couldn't help but sit down and pick their feet when they talked about the happy and grudges; while the ladies said When the love is deep and deep, the eyebrows will be moist and the legs will be clamped.
At this time, an old man wearing a bamboo hat suddenly snorted: "Bitch thief! Don't think I can't see you!"
In an instant, that muffled groan was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears with a bang, leaving a dull buzzing in everyone's ears.
I saw the old man holding a fishing rod, lifting it high and pointing it to one place.
Uh-huh!
For a moment, the blind date scene was completely silent, and everyone looked along the tip of the fishing rod.
The end of the fishing rod pointed at Fan Yao.
"Who is this……?"
At this time, Zheng Xiu was reminiscing with Jianghu Baixiaopang, who had gained weight three times. When a dispute arose, Zheng Xiu asked calmly.
"Dugu Yi is defeated."
"Dugu? That...Dugu?"
"Naturally." Jianghu Baixiaosheng lamented: "More than ten years ago, Lou Mengkong led a group of secret factories to burn Cangjian Mountain. The Cangjian Mountain Villa that everyone in the world respected in the past became empty in the blink of an eye, and the people of the Dugu family Those who die are scattered, and even those who are lucky enough to survive are living anonymously. And this person is ranked in the first edition of "Weapons Manual" compiled by Ben Bai Xiaosheng... Bah! The number one ‘Ruthless Kenshin’ was defeated alone.”
Jiang Hu Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have not told a story to anyone like this for many years. He was so enthusiastic that before Zheng Xiu could ask, he shook his head and poured out the information he had in his mind: "But it is said that his original name was not Dugu. Once defeated, he was called Dugu Bubai. It was just rumored that he met someone one year. He lost and knew that he would never be defeated. From then on, he changed his name to Dugu Yibai. He no longer held a sword, announced his withdrawal from the world, and lived in seclusion in Hidden Sword Mountain. "
"Later, Hidden Sword Mountain was burned down by the secret factory. He did not hold the sword again, but escaped."
"It is said that he became possessed by a demon later on, and could be lucid and insane at times. I don't know why, but he somehow got into the westbound team."
Jiang Fat finished speaking.
Zheng Xiu became curious after hearing this and couldn't help but ask: "Who did he lose to?"
"I don't know." Jianghu Bai Xiaopang sighed: "I don't know, I really don't know. This should be regarded as a 'secret' that I will never understand in my life. It's really a pity. Regret! Regret!"
Zheng Xiu knew that Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng was a weirdo who regarded "secrets" as treasures. He valued "secrets" more than gold. This is also the reason why he can become a famous student in the world.
When the two chatted quickly, everyone's eyes were directed at Fan Yao. For a time, the knights who had retired to the world recognized this person one after another.
In ten years, Fan Yao's appearance has not changed much, perhaps because he has practiced the "Yin Yang Reversal Sutra". The aging knights were uncertain for a moment, as if they were remembering the grievances in the world ten years ago.
Fan Yao helplessly spread his hands and said with a calm expression: "When this matter is over, I will kill or behead him, it's up to you."
The old man laughed loudly, and the fine sand beneath everyone's feet set off dense waves.
He flew up, picked up the fishing rod and spun around in the sky.
"Hey!"
The old man landed and squatted on the ground, laughing.
As the saying goes, a master will know if he is there as soon as he takes action. The uncles and aunties present were all knights with high status in the world back then. Now when the old man made a move, those with eyesight could see it with cold sweat. It was only later that they realized that they had gone all the way and that the inconspicuous fisherman actually had a hidden secret. Exposed master.
But what did he do?
When everyone was shocked and suspicious, feathers fell from the sky, and dozens of dead vultures fell like rain.
"Dead! All dead!" The old man clapped his hands happily and laughed.
Everyone's eyes widened.
His eyes flickered back and forth between Fan Yao and the old man.
"Who is this person?"
"What dream do you have?"
"What Meng Kong?"
"Why is the building empty?"
"What's Loumeng?"
"Can not remember!"
The crowd laughed and booed.
At this time, a middle-aged man with thinning hair slapped his head and said with a smile: "Who is this person? The old ladies at home told us not to worry about causing trouble when we go out, but to go back alive to warm the kang. Haha! Ten years! Well, forget about it."
"That's right, my old lady didn't let me come out. When I heard that my family and country were in trouble, what else could I do? I just wrote the divorce letter and threw it at home and came out, so that my old lady wouldn't become a widow! Then guess what? I walked to She chased me out halfway and said that she tore up the divorce certificate in front of me, crying and saying that she would not be a widow until she died, and she would dare to cheat on me if I dared to die! These women can really kick my face if they don't fight for a day!" Another One person answered, with a warm smile on his face as he spoke, as if he had remembered something.
Zheng Xiu listened with emotion in his heart as the knights put aside their past grudges.
In fact, they don't necessarily give up completely, but Fan Yao is very powerful. If they really seek revenge, they may not be able to escape intact.
The reason why they can let go is that there are people and things in the distance that worry them more, that's all.
The old man was swinging his fishing rod and talking nonsense on the yellow sand.
Everyone quickly moved away, for fear of being accidentally injured.
At this time, Zheng Xiu had sharp eyes and had been hungry for several days. He quickly pointed at the dead vultures on the ground: "Quick! There is a shortage of food in the valley, so get it while it's hot! Don't waste the hard work of your predecessors!"
The knights were busy picking up the fresh and hot vulture meat on the ground.
Xie Yunliu also joined the bird-picking team, muttering as he picked up: "My brother-in-law is really poor and fastidious, so I can't be too enthusiastic..."
Despite the barrenness of the desert, these vultures are quite big. Each one has strong meat and weighs several kilograms even with bones and skin. The old fisherman Dugu Yibai casually brought more than a hundred kilograms of meat to everyone, which alleviated the current urgent need.
…
A group of knights used light skills and came to the valley, lowering their bodies and lying low. The densely packed army of soldiers surged in the distance, and the sunlight reflected on the fine armor was dazzling and frightening.
Bulging military tents were set up in the distance, and soldiers from the Western Regions patrolled back and forth.
"It's far more than 10,000 people." Both Chu Chengfeng and Xie Yunliu had fought on the battlefield. They could roughly judge the number of people on the other side just by looking at them with their naked eyes and the number of smoke rising from the kitchen.
Xie Yunliu nodded and pointed into the distance: "Behind them, there were traces of baggage trains and horse hoof prints going all the way deep. They have a steady stream of supplies. If they want to win, they can only attack at night and scare them all at once. The beating was so severe that I couldn't breathe for a year and a half."
Chu Chengfeng: "Capture the king first before capturing the thief?"
Zheng Xiu shook his head: "I've tried it. First, the other general knew that someone on our side was good at arching, so he was alert and rarely showed up. Secondly, no one on our side, except Xieluohe, could shoot that far. Distance. Just..."
Zheng Xiu said, his tone paused.
"It doesn't matter, I'll try."
Xieluohe took a step forward, his giant bow fully drawn.
She closed her eyes and listened.
At first, everything was silent in her ears, and then there were gradually many noisy sounds around her.
After a while, Xieluohe's fully drawn longbow began to tremble slightly.
"Forget it, don't force it."
Zheng Xiu smiled and gently stretched out his hand to caress the back of Xie Luohe's hand, asking her to stop.
Xie Luohe's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, slowly loosened the bowstring, and said full of apology: "Husband, it's my fault."
"I don't blame you. You have been resisting for ten years. It's better to forget."
In fact, Zheng Xiu had already noticed that Xie Luohe's incredible bow skills were no longer there. When Zheng Xiu asked about it, Xie Luohe confessed that since she put down the bow, she could no longer grasp the secret. Zheng Xiu thought that it seemed reasonable. After all, she had not followed the rules for so many years, and it was not surprising that her archery skills were not as good as before.
As for the night attack that Chu Chengfeng said, it was even more idiotic. On the first night they came here, they discovered that the enemy's temporary military camp was lit with torches everywhere as soon as night fell, making the night as bright as day. Not to mention a living person, not even a bird could fly. You can see it clearly.
The army of the Western Regions seems to have no idea that a group of martial arts warriors who have long since passed up have arrived in Richan Valley.
In order not to expose this matter, Zheng Xiu could only eat in secret, keeping the number of cooking pots open, so as not to let the sharp increase in the number of cooking smoke reveal their current true military strength.
It was the third day that Chu Chengfeng's chivalrous group arrived at Sunchan Valley.
The army of the Western Regions once again heard the sound of horns and drums, the battle flags were waving, and several hundred-man regiments charged towards Sun Cicada Valley, as if testing.
"Fire rockets!"
The people of Lie Sun tribe obeyed the command, lit their rockets one after another, and fired them towards the Western Region army.
But even the rockets caused negligible damage to the well-equipped Western Region army. After several people on the other side fell down, Zheng Xiu saw that the distance was close and he cut his arm again in distress.
The great painter Gongsun put his pen to paper and realized it, and the ferocious ghosts emerged from the rock wall. This scene shocked many people's jaws.
"The rumors are indeed true!"
"Folks are haunted!"
Someone whispered.
In the distance, the hundreds of troops in the Western Region were frightened when they saw the ghost floating out of the valley. Even if they had the advantage, they no longer wanted to fight. They raised their reins and a group of war camels ran back without turning back.
The dozens of fierce ghosts that Zheng Xiu worked so hard to draw dissipated in the air before they were completed.
"Brother Gongsun, you are using this trick..." Fatty Jiang muttered. He thought it was a trick and asked in a low voice, "Is it possible that you can't go too far?"
You are so fucking awesome.
The limitations of thaumaturgy were revealed at a glance.
Zheng Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry and didn't answer. But this silence was equivalent to acquiescence. Fatty Jiang nodded and did not ask any more questions.
From the reaction of the Western Region army, he knew that he had defeated the Western Region army by using thaumaturgy on the first day. Looking back now, it seemed like he had shot himself in the foot. His magic was so powerful and strange that it frightened the soldiers in the Western Regions.
The new general is not Atulu, and he does not know the secrets of strangers. He treats Zheng Xiu as a monster and would rather defend than take risks.
If it were placed in other battle situations, the disadvantaged side would be happy to see this result. But now they are clinging to Sunchan Valley. As the number of people increases, food and water sources have become a problem. In addition, the weather in the desert is changeable. If they camp to the west in Richan Valley, they will lose the natural barrier of Richan Valley. Once the wind and sand arrive, all of them will die.
"The night attack won't work! The force attack won't work! Defend those bastards and won't attack! They just run around at the mouth of the valley all day long. What kind of rubbish is this? Are we really going to be eaten alive here?"
Three days ago, the old fisherman suddenly attacked the vultures in the sky and gave them a feast. But from then on, the sky was bare, and not a single bird dared to linger over Sun Cicada Valley.
The water source is acceptable, but their food is in short supply. Even if they only eat half a meal, after Chu Chengfeng and others arrive, they can only hold on for five more days at most. After five days... food ran out.
Once the food you can eat is exhausted, if you continue to persevere and you don't have enough physical strength, you will have no choice but to wait for death when the Western Region army actually attacks.
Xie Yunliu scratched his bald head and yelled irritably. As the newly appointed General Pingxi, this stalemate situation made him extremely frustrated. Going in, this situation can be described as more than "aggrieved".
He yelled and complained, but he didn't notice that his words reminded several young ladies who had already been married, and they all blushed.
"Brother, stop talking." Xie Luohe remembered something, spat, and with lightning speed, lightly patted Xie Yunliu's bald head, knocking him out.
"Hiccup~" Xie Yunliu rolled his eyes and stopped.
"etc."
Although Xie Yunliu passed out, his grumbling words suddenly reminded Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu suddenly looked back at the fat and bald knights, and suddenly remembered the scene when they competed in Qinggong on Hidden Sword Mountain.
"You...have been idle for ten years, how is your Qinggong now?"
At night.
The military camp in the Western Region is vast and full of bonfires.
From a distance, they occupied Richan Town, as if it was a city that never sleeps under the dark night.
The bright firelight made the place as bright as day.
On the peaks on both sides of Richan Valley.
A group of has-been knights headed by Chu Chengfeng put on their long-lost black clothes - even though they had retired from martial arts for many years, they all packed a suit in their luggage before heading west. As people in the martial arts world, even if they are past their prime, once they re-enter the martial arts world, they will always feel uncomfortable without a set of night clothes.
The black night clothes were hidden in the night, and only two bright eyes were exposed. Knights, you look at me, I look at you, some are trying hard to put away their belly, and the heroines are pushing out their breasts and shrinking their abdomen. At this time, no one wants to return to the heroic appearance of youth, because the years have passed and the appearance is no longer , The figure is out of shape and loses its flavor.
"Brother, your bald head is too bright." Xie Yunliu's bald head reflected light. Xie Luohe was speechless and pressed a black hat that matched the night clothes on Xie Yunliu's head.
"are you ready?"
Zheng Xiu sat cross-legged on the ground, with a basin of fine sand in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.
The knights immediately shut up and made all kinds of strange code gestures on their hands, which were universal.
Zheng Xiu didn't understand it, but he knew that they seemed to have an agreement. So, Zheng Xiu nodded, bit his finger, and dropped a drop of blood on the sand tray. Seeing Zheng Xiu's actions, Xie Luohe, who was standing behind him, looked distressed.
The sand in this sand tray has been placed by Zheng Xiu for many years, and it is soaked in Zheng Xiu's blood. Now fresh blood is dripping, the two echo each other, and the medium is connected. A hazy blood light appears on the sand table, which is quite charming in the dark night, like a small flower bush blooming in the desert.
The sand in the sand table came to life instantly, each grain trembling slightly. Zheng Xiu slapped his palms hard on both sides of the sand table, and the sand in the sand table immediately flew in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, changing various shapes flexibly.
First it turned into little people, then into small swords, and finally, all the fine sand formed long thin needles. They stood neatly in front of Zheng Xiu like a forest of needles.
Such a weird "trick" made the scalps of the eager knights tingle. They usually only heard about many strange things in the world, but now the weirdest thing happened in front of them, making the knights frightened and frightened. Most of them are sighs.
Cutting his wrist again, Zheng Xiu's face turned pale again. His upper body swayed slightly, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Swinging the Luo He pen, the pen tip made of Xie Luo He's hair seemed like a dry sponge, instantly sucking up the blood pouring out of his wrist, and the pen tip glowed with scarlet blood.
“Threading the needle.”
The tip of the pen strokes across, forming thin lines in front of the body. The thin lines twist like a spiritual snake and are strung together with countless thin needles.
"go!"
A thaumaturgic medium, where the heart moves as the mind moves, and the mind moves as the heart moves. Zheng Xiu pointed his finger, and countless thin needles shot into the depths of the night, hiding in the night.
The ends of the "red lines" were connected to Zheng Xiu's body one after another. The almost undetectable red lines were getting farther and farther away, and more and more red lines were connected to Zheng Xiu's body. Finally, all the red lines suddenly tightened. Zheng Xiu breathed heavily and gritted his teeth: "Let's go!"
Some people looked fearful, looking at the thin line, worrying whether it could bear their weight.
Chu Chengfeng and Xie Yunliu smiled slightly, took a step forward, and prepared to step onto the red line.
But there was one person who was faster than them. Fan Yao stood up and flew out, his toes touching the red line. There were many afterimages behind him, and he was far away in the blink of an eye.
"I'm going to go!"
The crazy fisherman who was number one in the weapons spectrum in the past put the fishing rod on his shoulder. At this moment, the silly smile on his face disappeared, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, and he stepped on the red line.
"If Dugu is defeated, go and come back!"
Seeing this, more and more knights no longer hesitated, used Qinggong, and quickly flew along the red line into the night.
The more vigilantes were carried on the red line, the more Zheng Xiu's body made a sound.
In the end, Zheng Xiu's mouth overflowed with blood.
"Husband?"
Xie Luohe saw the pressure on Zheng Xiu and said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter." Zheng Xiu wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled casually: "Don't underestimate your man."
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
