Chapter 35 Dance to clear the shadow

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The grass and trees were green, the shadows were dancing, a green mist filled the river, and the thunderous sound of horse hooves rang out in the dense forest. Everyone looked at it, and at the end of a tree-lined path, a cavalry could be vaguely seen galloping towards them, the horseshoes "clacking" "Boom" sound came from far and near, hitting the ground quickly and forcefully, splashing dust and sand flying all over the sky, sweeping across the vast sky. For a moment, I felt the river trembling, time flowing backwards, the universe dizzy, and the empty mountain Sad spring!

When Lu Xiang looked back, he saw a gorgeous banner with an eye-catching word "king" embroidered on it, shining brightly against the sunset. Under the banner, a row of staggered blades loomed among the horses, like stars. Falling into the mortal world...

A green-robed official with a black veil on his head and a bronze face rode a tall horse around the river embankment. After several rounds of inspections, he shouted at the women holding lanterns on the water's edge: "Bold thief! Isn't this the place at the foot of Chuncheng Mountain where you are waiting to light the lamps to offer sacrifices? Anyone who comes should be escorted away by me!"

"yes!"

In an instant, swords and guns entered the river, and the snow-white and cold swords intertwined into a mottled light and shadow. Even the lush green Jian Jia in the distance was covered with a shallow white color by the frost blades, and the glazed water surface reflected a picture of Zhang Jinghong. His face, with frequent cries accompanied by pink tears, was like the light of the lanterns in the water dissipating!

The knife rises...

Flowers fall!

grief......

Li Chou!

Like a vague dream...

"Old man, you have collected so much elm money, and you can burn it as paper money for your ancestors!"

The black gauze hat was worn neatly, but he couldn't say a single word!

The green-robed official lowered his head and glanced at the old man and the little boy, then rode a horse and circled slowly in front of them: "Old man, where do you live?"

The old man frowned, shrugged the backpack on his shoulders, and didn't even look at him, just burying his head in walking.

"Old man, are you deaf or blind? Didn't you hear Master Hua?"

Behind the green-robed official, a soldier wearing red armor leaped forward on horseback. The sun was shining brightly on his head, and he was wearing a dragon-scale armor. The double-edged spear in his hand fell down. Drag it to the ground and draw a long groove!

The old man still acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked as if nothing had happened. The little boy followed behind him silently without making a sound.

"Haha, what two deaf and dumb fools!"

The red-clothed soldier sneered at the corner of his mouth, turned his palm suddenly, and thrust a double-edged spear into the backpack with a blast of wind.

The old man was not in a hurry, with two long eyebrows on his temples raised high on his dark face. Seeing the spear approaching his back, he took a slight step like an immortal, stepped back with his feet, and flashed his upper body. , the basket on his back swung half a circle in the air, and then slipped lightly between the double blades. If he missed a stab, the spear suddenly swung like a snake, swirled and hooked back! The old man was as fast as a shooting star, and his moves were like lightning. Before the backpack could fall, he pushed forward with his right palm, and the backpack flipped up in the air. He leaped up with his feet, his blue shirt dancing like a spinning top. Generally, you spin it several times in the air, hold the backpack flat with one hand, and then slowly place it on the ground!

"Haha, it turns out that he is still a hidden master!"

The red-clothed soldier's face was as cold as ice and snow. As he spoke, his eyes turned to the little boy a hundred steps away. He saw the spear flashing in the wind, and the stars on the double blades were like lightning, mixed with fierce fire. In the strong wind, a fierce blade struck directly at the little boy's head. The little boy hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. The figure was like a ball of pale smoke, with a green light swaying, and he instantly jumped onto a branch several feet high. !

"I want to see what you are capable of!" The red-coated soldier said and put his right hand on his belt. He heard a "swish" sound, and in the blink of an eye, a bright sharp knife was in his hand. .....