"Mr. Pei, do you know a man named Dongzhang?"
To the north of Zhongnan Mountain, on a low, flat slope, a group of soldiers with a solemn temperament were riding on horses. The leader was wearing red clothes and white brocade clothes, holding a white jade folding fan, and a pair of black and white eyes. Staring at the vast sky and earth in the distance, the corner of his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his whole body could not conceal his graceful and noble aura.
This person has a gorgeous temperament, and one can tell at a glance that he is a woman disguised as a man. When talking and laughing, he shows the high-spiritedness that a girl should have.
After the girl finished speaking, the man in black immediately behind her immediately took two steps forward. However, she saw that this man's whole body was covered in black clothes. The big hood covered most of his face, only revealing a dry and cracked face. lips.
Facing the inquiry, the man in black pondered for a moment and then spoke in a voice like an old crow, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable: "Princess, it is rumored in the world that Dongzhang is the first person among the five great people in the Central Plains, and the last uncrowned king. This person He behaves arrogantly and is extremely arrogant. The old slave has lived outside the Great Wall all year round and is not familiar with him."
This man in black came from outside the Great Wall, his name was Pei Bin, and he used the 'Thirteen Styles of Thousand Changes of Clouds and Mist' to defeat the invincible swordsman outside the Great Wall. Different from other unpredictable sword techniques, this set of sword techniques had many false moves, and they were all false. Very real.
It is not difficult to tell from the name of the sword technique that the master who created this sword technique was a master of magic. Unfortunately, Pei Bin was the only descendant of this magician.
He joined the Mongolian camp recently and officially became a disciple of Kublai Khan. Behind him, there were three strong men with tough temperament. However, they saw that the hair of the three of them was bald all around, leaving only a hair on the top of their foreheads. Wearing a handful of pigtails, the three of them have high noses and deep eyes. They all have long beards that are braided. One look at their faces and you can tell that they are not people from the Central Plains, but descendants of the Turks.
The three brothers had the same mind, and by chance, they passed on a set of "Abi Dao's Three Swords". Abi Dao is the most evil reincarnation in hell. Abi Dao's three swords are the most evil swords in the martial arts in the past three hundred years. Law is formed by the power of hatred.
According to legend, there are only three moves of this ruthless sword technique. When used, it is like gathering the most evil energy from heaven and earth into the sword. Once the sword light passes through the enemy, it feels like he is in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It is a technique similar to soul-stirring. The technique of attacking the heart.
"Oh~ Mr. Pei, who is stronger, you or this boss?"
This woman disguised as a man was Princess Huang Jia, and Kublai Khan really loved her. He sent four of his most powerful subordinates to her as soon as he made a move. This shows that Kublai Khan really cared about this sister. I'm obsessed with it.
With these four people guarding her, unless she is at the Wujue level, she can walk around freely in this world. In addition to the four of them, there are eighteen second-rate top players in the team. Any one of them can completely defeat Sun. The matching lineup can be said to be extremely luxurious.
"Hmph, Princess, that bullshit Dongzhang is just a young boy. What can he do at his age? I think it's just the random bragging of the Central Plains people. These Central Plains people have always been blind and arrogant."
Before Pei Bin could speak, one of the three brothers behind him immediately snorted disdainfully. Maybe it was because their ancestors were defeated by the Tang people. These three people really didn't have a good impression of the Central Plains people, and their mouths were full of disdain.
Seeing this, Huang Jia smiled slightly and didn't care. He just turned his head and looked at Pei Bin quietly beside him, waiting for his answer.
"I'm not sure I can beat this person..."
Pei Bin was not as prejudiced against the Central Plains people as the three brothers behind him. He was deeply influenced by Kublai Khan when he became a disciple of Kublai Khan. He immediately spent a lot of time to understand the martial arts of the Central Plains. Of course, the most It's the five mountains, the five great mountains.
Secondly, Dongzhang, a rising star in the martial arts world, has only recently risen. Pei Bin has spent a lot of time and energy studying Dongzhang's widely circulated battles, so there is no doubt about his ability.
But Pei Bin does not lack confidence in himself. After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons, Pei Bin can only tell the most honest fact, that is, he has never fought and doesn't know.
"Hey, Boss Pei, you are the strongest among us. There is no need to be too humble towards these despicable Central Plains people."
The names of the three brothers were Bagatul, which means "brave warrior" in the Turks. Huang Jia thought their names were too long, so he gave the three their Central Plains names for easy calling. The eldest brother, Abu, and the second brother, Attu. , the third child Ava.
Pei Bin didn't pay attention to the ridicule in the three brothers' words. After speaking, he stopped speaking, showing a taciturn and cold look.
"Oh, Abu is right. Mr. Pei is too self-effacing. I don't think that person is anything special."
Huang Jia comforted a few people for a while, and then he thought of something and said, "By the way, has anything big happened in the Central Plains Wulin recently?"
"Speaking of big things, there is one, the Beggar Clan..."
Pei Bin's words are concise and concise.
Huang Jia's eyes lit up when he heard this, he put away his white jade folding fan and ran down the hillside with a bang: "Well, since we can't find Dongzhang, let's go to the Beggar Clan to join in the fun..."
"yes!"
When several people saw this, they quickly urged their horses to follow Huang Jia, and the group of people quickly disappeared into the vast land.
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North, Taichuan Town.
A young man dressed as a scholar was strolling along the bustling street, but he saw a gold pendant hanging from his left ear, and a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that sometimes twisted and sometimes spread. He seemed to be deep in thought, and looked so different from the tourists walking in a hurry beside him. Out of place.
This person is none other than the Wheel-Winning King Zhang Yimeng. He has been wandering near the Beggar Clan Headquarters in the North to investigate this incident since he parted ways with Dongzhang. He has his own sect, and all the sects of the three sects and nine sects are acquainted with each other, but once investigated, he There is very little trace information of the mysterious man.
"Where will you be..."
Zhang Yimeng put himself in the shoes of the murderer and regarded himself as the murderer. With his keen sense of smell for many years of reconnaissance, Zhang Yimeng was very sure that the murderer would never escape too far from the Beggar Gang, because he would definitely hide somewhere and secretly observe the movements of the Beggar Gang. Otherwise, his purpose of doing this would be meaningless.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Yimeng unconsciously walked to the front of a restaurant, looked up at the plaque with the three characters "Zui Xin Restaurant" written on it, and then walked into the restaurant.
"Waiter, two kilograms of soy sauce meat and a jar of Fenjiu."
Tapping his fingers on the table, Zhang Yimeng looked around at the diners in the store. With just one glance, he observed all kinds of people in the store. Their physical characteristics, whether they were carrying weapons, and who was wearing kung fu, Zhang Yimeng could tell at a glance. .
"Okay, sir!"
Ignoring the waiter's attentive greeting, Zhang Yimeng quickly averted his eyes, turned around and walked towards the stairs to the second floor. When he slowly walked up the stairs, Zhang Yimeng raised his eyes and glanced at the position upstairs, and chose a space where he could have a panoramic view of the entire scene. Go to the table.
As soon as he sat down, Zhang Yimeng raised his hand and raised the teapot on the table to add tea to himself. With this action of pouring tea, Zhang Yimeng slowly glanced at the diners around him. When he was about to look away, Zhang Yimeng's face couldn't help but be slightly startled. He took another look at a young swordsman sitting by the window.
It was a young man who was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. He had a simple long sword casually placed on the edge of the table. This position seemed casual, but in fact, if there was an emergency, the young man would be able to pull out the long sword immediately. , the doorways inside are only noticeable to some elderly Jianghu people.
This is not the consciousness that a person of his age should have. This is the reason why Zhang Yimeng glances at him more, and more importantly, it is the aloof temperament in him.
Calmly retracting his gaze, Zhang Yimeng quietly waited for the food to be served. During this period, Zhang Yimeng analyzed all the physical characteristics of this person and found that this person had a callus on his left hand and a shallow callus on his right hand. It was obvious that this person was left-handed. , his eyes are restrained and refined, and his skills should be obtained from the large sect, and cannot be compared to those wild beasts and cannons.
"Heh, that's interesting..."
At this moment, the waiter had already served the food. Zhang Yimeng quickly picked up a piece of sauce meat and put it into his mouth to chew slowly. Then he drank the wine in the glass, then picked up the wine jar and the wine glass and went to the young man by the window. People walk away......
