As soon as Xin Wuming stood still, the coachman followed him like a shadow, approaching instantly. His broad shoulders were like a wall, slamming into Xin Wuming's chest.
Xin Wuming was knocked backwards several feet, and his feet plowed two deep ravines in the snow.
"You...are you...a military...technique?"
The severe pain in his ribs made Xin Wuming's voice hoarse. When the opponent hit his chest, he gave him a close elbow strike, which made him suffer a hidden loss.
"May I ask your Excellency...what's your name?"
Xin Wuming took a few steps forward unwillingly, covering his chest and asked in a cold voice.
"nameless!"
After straightening the bamboo hat on his head, the coachman said two words lightly and casually pulled out the riding crop stuck on the ground.
"With your skills, you are definitely not an unknown person in Luoyang City. Could it be that you...don't dare to tell the truth?"
A cold light flashed in Xin Wuming's eyes, and he raised his voice and asked.
The coachman ignored him and walked to the carriage, brushed the snow on it, pulled the carriage by the horse bit, and stopped in front of Han Chanjuan.
"Miss, please get in the car!"
The driver said calmly, but when the big black horse pulling the cart saw Han Chanjuan, he swung his tail happily, scratched the snow under his feet with his front hooves, and snorted.
"I...I want to take him with me!"
Han Chanjuan looked at Xin Wuming who was not far away. She held onto He An's arm, raised a pretty face and glared at the coachman with a angry tone.
Seeing that the coachman was silent, Han Chanjuan smiled happily, lifted the curtain of the car, pushed He An into the car first, and then got into the carriage herself.
"Your Excellency, by taking these two people away, are you openly trying to make an enemy of our Longmen Academy?"
Xin Wuming stood not far away, feeling furious when he saw how many people treated him as if he was nothing.
"Anytime!"
The coachman uttered four words calmly, drove the carriage away with a bang, and disappeared in the wind and snow in an instant.
Xin Wuming looked at the carriage going away, his eyes twitching. He was hired by Longmen Academy with a large sum of money. He felt that he had extraordinary cultivation and had no rival in the world.
I never thought of Luoyang, the imperial capital. First I was defeated by Wei Zhilin outside the palace, and now I was defeated by an unknown coachman. I felt ashamed and angry, and the pain in my chest and ribs was unbearable. I opened my mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood...
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He An sat in the carriage and looked around curiously.
The carriage was well sealed, and the cold wind outside could not blow in. A string of purple wind chimes hung on the curtains, which made a crisp and sweet sound as the car body swayed.
The carriage was very spacious, and there was a low table with several plates of preserved fruit on it. Han Chanjuan leaned on the soft cushions, held He An's arm affectionately, and leaned on his shoulders as comfortably as a cat. .
"Today...thanks to this senior, what does your family do? You can actually hire a great master to be your bodyguard!"
Smelling the fragrance in the carriage, He An couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Are you talking about being old-fashioned? I don't know... It turns out that he is so powerful. He doesn't like to talk. He follows me wherever I go. It's so annoying! Now that I think about it... I'm really thankful for today. Kill him!"
Han Chanjuan patted her chest happily and stretched. The lights on the street shone through the car window, making her face blush.
"As for my family...my family...in Xiliang, our family is very big and there are many people. I have many uncles and uncles...my father is a...rich local man. He doesn't know many Chinese characters, but he likes to learn to be a scholar. Speech. He admired the customs and culture of Chen State, so he sent me here to study, but... I still have to thank him, otherwise... I wouldn't have met you..."
When Han Chanjuan said this, she winked mischievously at He An.
"Your Majesty is really...elegant!" He An couldn't help but laugh.
"When I was young... our family had many cows and horses. I liked riding on the horse and looking at the endless grassland. The sky was very blue at that time, and the clouds in the sky were very white... I even learned to sing with the adults... …”
Han Chanjuan stretched her soft waist, covered her lips and yawned, and simply rested her head on He An's lap.
"The wind blows to the north, the yellow sand is flooded, the Han Dynasty is far away, and there are many beards... There is a bright moon in my heart, hanging in the palace of Bianliang. There is a special garden in my heart, covered with the fragrance of books and inkstones..."
The singing was melodious, and the voice gradually became smaller and smaller. Han Chanjuan's face was rosy, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and she was already asleep.
He An took off his robe and gently covered her...
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The snow that had fallen all night has stopped, Zhixingyuan is covered with snow, and smoke is rising from the roof of the dining hall.
The sound of firecrackers in the distance broke the tranquility of the morning, causing the snow on the pine trees to fall...
"You didn't come back all night yesterday. So many things happened, why did you get into trouble with Longmen Academy again? Well... I remembered it. I heard that Longmen Academy was founded by the Cui family!"
After listening to He An's account of last night's experience, Fan Dazhi sat up from the bed, holding his messy hair on his head, rubbed his fat face and said, "What happened next?"
"Didn't I say it? Fortunately, the senior arrived in time and saved Chanjuan and I. We went back together. Aunt Xue also made us midnight snacks and arranged for me to stay in the guest room..."
He An wiped his face with cold water, picked up a bristle toothbrush dipped in green salt, and started brushing his teeth.
"What happens next? Could it be that... nothing... happened to you?"
Fan Dazhi put on his clothes and winked with a lewd smile.
What answered him was a handful of cold water poured over him by He An.
Fan Dazhi smiled coquettishly, wiped off the water droplets on his face, held his chin with his hands, and said with infinite longing: "If there can be a girl who is so kind to me, I will give my heart to her..."
Because of the snow, Zhixingyuan had a few more days off. When the snow melted and the frozen ice under the eaves began to tick, a piece of news blew like a spring breeze through every corner of Zhixingyuan.
Zhixingyuan is preparing to hold a selection competition among all disciples, and select five people to compete with Longmen Academy on the Qingming Festival. All disciples with spiritual talents can participate, and the final winners will each be awarded a "Spiritual Returning Pill".
"Huanling Dan" is the elixir that many practitioners dream of. It is made from many precious medicinal materials such as Huanyang fruit, Lingxian grass, and fairy vine ginseng. It is said that ordinary people can open up all the orifices of the body by taking one pill. Step into the threshold of a spiritual practitioner.
Practitioners who take one pill can not only improve their cultivation level, but also have the effect of prolonging their lives. The "Returning Spirit Pill" is even regarded as a treasure by some small sects in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can turn decay into magic.
Zhixingyuan actually took out five coins at a time as rewards. When the news came out, the students were immediately shocked, and some began to get excited and eager to try.
Soon, Zhixingyuan posted relevant notices, confirming the news. The announcement said: All those who signed up for the competition will compete in the knockout round in the form of a ring competition. There are ten rings in total. The final winner of each ring will be drawn five-on-five for the final competition.
The attractive rewards stimulated students to rush to register, and the registration office of Zhiwu Hall was packed to the brim.
In the following days, Zhixingyuan School of Liberal Arts stopped teaching, and all the teachers began to be busy with the selection competition.
Gu Qingzhou, Mei Chuxi, and even Zhuge Guagua have all signed up in the past few days. He An neatly wrote his name on the registration book, turned around and asked Han Chanjuan with a smile: "How about... I Can you write your name on it too?"
"Don't... when the time comes, I will be very happy to see you win. If my strength is not good enough, I won't sign up!"
Han Chanjuan shook her head, fearing that He An would be unhappy, so she leaned closer and whispered: "Fortunately, I was wearing soft armor that day and was not injured, but that guy who was neither male nor female... was so angry that my head was still dizzy... …”
He An couldn't help but worry when he heard this: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll accompany you to find a doctor?"
"Fool, is there any doctor's medicine in the world that is more effective than mine? I have already taken a few pills. Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days!" Han Chanjuan said with a chuckle.
He An remembered the heaven-defying elixir she had given him, and couldn't help but feel relieved, and gently patted the back of Han Chanjuan's hand.
Turning around and seeing Fan Dazhi giggling beside him, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Dazhi, why haven't you signed up yet?"
When Fan Dazhi heard this, he immediately frowned, shook his head like a rattle, and said: "Xiao An... well, you know... I'm not good at fighting, so don't force me?"
"We are not good at it because we have too little actual combat and lack of experience. Because of this, you should sign up!"
He An couldn't help but pick up the register again and write down Fan Dazhi's name on it.
The three of them walked out of the Zhiwu Hall. The number of people who came to sign up was no longer as crowded as the previous few days. He An saw Fan Dazhi looking like he was mourning for his heir, put his arm around his shoulders and said: "Dazhi, we have traveled thousands of miles to come here. Why are you practicing so hard every day? Your father hopes that you will be successful, so you can’t back down just because of a small difficulty!"
He An said, patting Fan Dazhi on the shoulder, and then said: "What are you afraid of? If you can't beat me, you won't run away!"
Fan Dazhi was a little embarrassed by what he said. He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Okay... I listen to you, then give it a try!"
"Second brother, you are good at it. Didn't you also learn the formation from Teacher Lin? I see...except for He An, no one else is as good as you!"
Han Chanjuan was also excited and encouraged.
"Don't mention the formation to me. I get a headache just thinking about it now. It's not fun at all. That old woman forced me to learn it... it's boring and boring!" Fan Dazhi complained, looking like he was hopeless. look.
The trials began soon. There were more than 2,000 people who signed up for the competition. Ten arenas were free to choose from. On average, there were only more than 200 people in each arena. Some confident and powerful people found that the later they went on stage, the more likely they were to compete. If you take advantage and step up too early, you will only receive a steady stream of challenges.
Although as long as you win three games, you can retain the qualification to win and choose the time of your next appearance at will, but there are still many people watching and only a few people on stage to compete.
