Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 331 Big Marriage III

The day in August was still gloomy and uncertain. The sun was still shining in the morning, but after entering the afternoon, a dark cloud gathered in Luoyang's sky. There was no rain, no thunder and lightning, but the sky was gloomy.

The welcoming team has already started their return journey, and the atmosphere on the return journey is even more lively than when they went there. After all, the common people watch the excitement and like to see the groom's handsome officials. They also want to look like the most talented woman in the capital.

"That's Cai's talented woman. Although she can't see clearly, she feels so luxurious!" Some boudoir girls looked at the figure on the carriage enviously.

"This Cai family's talented woman is a well-known talented woman in the capital, but it's a pity that she married a crazy student!"

This sour voice was made by many young talents.

"I heard that Prince Mu also studied in Taixue in the past, but now he is still a sacrificial wine for Hongdumenxue. This can be regarded as a beautiful woman matching a talented man!"

"Bullshit, this Mu Shizi is a heretic, he is not a disciple of Confucianism."

"If you want me to say that the Mu Shizi is the current Taifu alone, he will inherit the title of Marquis of Ming Dynasty in the future, and the Marquis of Ming Dynasty will enshrine tens of thousands of households. How precious, a talented Cai family married to him is not a pearl dusted!"

"I've heard that the Mu Shizi is as young as an official career, and now he is still classified as a Hongdumen school of offering wine, Jingping Zhonglang, and he is known as a young talent!"

"Hmph, Mu Longtu is just a rascal boy who deceives the world and steals his name!"

"..."

There are many people watching the excitement, the left and right streets are almost full of people, and naturally they make different voices. Most of them are ordinary people, peddlers, merchants, farmers, and poor scholars, and they have different opinions.

"My son, Luoshui is in front of you. After passing Luoshui, the terrain is not so wide and bright. There are thugs hiding on the left and right sides. I'm afraid there will be people with evil intentions!"

Among the welcoming team, Huang Zhong reminded.

"Today is destined to be uneven. I'm not afraid that someone will do it, but I'm just afraid that someone will not dare to do it!"

Mu Jing raised his head and chest, rode his horse forward, and said indifferently: "Uncle Zhong is here, so I will be safe, but in order to be safe, let Lei Hu lead people to guard Zhao Ji's carriage, so that no one can hurt her. One cent!"

Today is his big wedding, and it is also a game. Some people look down on them, and naturally some people will take risks and want to bring down their Mu family on this most honorable day.

He has no fear, since everyone is ready, it depends on which of us is better.

"promise!"

Huang Zhong bowed his hands to accept the order, retreated, and ordered Lei Hu to lead people to protect the carriage, and then the welcoming team continued to move forward.

The welcoming team went to the Luoshui bridge, the Luoshui was rushing, and amidst the sound of panting, the porters on the boat in twos and threes all had sharp eyes, staring at the welcoming team.

laugh!
There was a faint sound, and someone drew his sword out of its sheath.

"Take down Mujing and save Master Sword Saint!"

This is a middle-aged swordsman disguised as a boatman. His lightness kung fu is very strong. He is three feet high from the river surface to the bridge surface. He relies on the boat's body to borrow strength and swings his sword straight up.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Out of the six or seven boats on the river, there were more than a dozen masters from the left and right, all of them were swordsmen, and they went straight up with their swords in their hands.

"Where did you come from, where do you go back!"

At this moment, a cold sword burst out from the middle of the welcoming team, and went straight up, facing the leading assassin.

"block!"

With a clash of moves, the leading swordsman was blocked by a sword, and retreated three or four steps in a row, but still stood firm on the bridge by virtue of his body skills.

"There are assassins!"

"Who is so bold!"

Many people on both sides of the bridge found out and screamed.

"Who are you?"

After the leading swordsman stood firmly on the bridge, he looked at the young man who had come out of the welcoming team, his expression sank, he was an expert, and he knew the details with one move. Resemblance is like coming out of the same door.

"Who am I? You don't need to ask. I know you are Yanshan swordsman Wang Fu. You shouldn't come. Go back!"

Holding a sword, the young man stood upright, looking at the man in front of him with complicated eyes.

He knew this man.

I couldn't bear him to die, so I shot it myself, and I could still give him three points of survival.

"Leave him alone, grab Mujing, and exchange for Master Sword Master!" Wang Fu heard the words in his heart, but he didn't expect someone to recognize him. More than a dozen swordsmen joined hands to kill.

"The younger generation dares to mess with my eldest son's wedding, kill me!"

They are also rangers, but this is a ranger in the wedding party. There are about seven or eight of them, and each one is a fierce swordsman. The leader is Tan Zong, the head of the Jingwu Division. .

Dozens of rangers began to fight on the bridge deck. They were all swordsmen. They came and went, their movements were elegant, and they killed vividly.

"farce!"

Mu Jing shook his head, he glanced indifferently, and then said: "Go on, return to the Taifu's residence before the auspicious time of worship!"

"promise!"

The welcoming team continued on their way home.

The battle on the Luoshui Bridge was still going on, both sides were rangers, and their fighting styles were similar, but for a moment they were evenly matched.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wang Fu's long sword was stained with blood, his pupils flickered, and he stared at the young man in front of him intently. The young man who used the Wang's Sixteenth Route Dragon Sword was actually better than himself.

"I don't care who told you the news that the Juggernaut was imprisoned, if you don't want to be manipulated by others, you should leave immediately, otherwise no one will be able to save you!" The young man was Shi A, who forced the king's clothes back with a sword, and lowered his voice, said coldly.

"Master, it seems that our swordsmen can't repel them. Do we want to use the bow and crossbow?" A confidant of Jing Wusi stood beside Tan Zong and said in a low voice. There are twenty men in black behind them. They have been on the left and right all the time, and they just arrived, and they all have crossbows in their hands.

"Need not!"

Tan Zong said in a cold voice: "I want to see how far this Shi Ah can do. It's just a ranger assassin, killing or not, it doesn't matter, but whether Shi Ah can use it in the future depends on this battle!"

……

After the wedding party crossed the bridge, they headed north along the Luoshui Road, at a much faster pace.

After passing Luoshui Road, turn into Xihe Street.

Going east along Xihe Street, they walked into the narrow Fengsha Street.

After walking down this street, everyone became a little nervous. After all, meeting an assassin made everyone tense, but this short street was very quiet.

After leaving Fengsha Street, that is Yong'an Street, and the end of Yong'an Street is Zhengyang Street, Taifu's Mansion is on Zhengyang Street, that is to say, after passing this street, that is the range that Taifu's Mansion can see, everything is safe up.

But when the wedding party was halfway through, everyone felt a dark cloud overwhelming their faces.

Quiet.

Too quiet.

The people who watched the excitement around the street left at some point, and the shops that were open before were also closed. This quiet atmosphere made people feel suffocated.

"call out!"

In the void, a cold arrow pierced through the air and directly took Mu Jing's head.

Mu Jing's pupils changed color slightly, but there was no shock, and he remained calm.

"Break!" The long sword flew across the sky, and a cold arrow flew towards him.

This is Huang Zhong's sword,

"Younger ones, get out!" Huang Zhong took a step forward, shouting loudly, and the sound wave roared into the sky.

"Nanyang Sword King, well-deserved reputation!"

A figure jumped down from the left eaves. He was tall and strong in black robes, but his face was covered with a veil. The aura emanating from his body was very strong, so strong that it made people feel a little desperate: "Unknown junior, come to learn !"

"So strong!"

Huang Zhong's pupils changed color, and his whole body tensed up. He could feel the strength of this figure.

"Mulongtu, Jie Jie, today is your death day!"

At this time, on both sides of the long street, there were about hundreds of men in black, one by one with a knife in their hands, they broke open the doors and windows of the cover, appeared, surrounded the long street, and surrounded the entire wedding procession.

The leader was a young man dressed in black, wearing a black robe, staring at Mu Jing with stern eyes.

(End of this chapter)