Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 145, Human and Sword Unity
The spring is bright, the grass is fragrant, and the sword is approaching. What kind of small world is this?

However, the surrounding soldiers were indifferent to the golden sword, with the words "obedience is duty" written on their expressions, regardless of the ratio of one to one hundred, there were 500 of them, and Yu Wuluo had only five of them.

The King of Qingchang County and his soldiers and horses, including the Marquis of Siping, were supported by the court, as was the King's Mansion of Zhaoyong County, but the funds were not enough.

The two county kings who supported their own self-respect each had 16 soldiers and horses in their hands, which was more than the total [-] soldiers and horses guarding the capital.

But look at what they are doing, turning soldiers and horses into their own private soldiers, killing for their own unprovoked selfish desires.

When Yu Wuluo pulled out her knife, the situation changed.

The harmonious appearance under her control, even the masked swordsman who seems to be clamoring, can also be heard from his words,
It's more like looking for the descendants of the martial arts that the master and the sect have interacted with.

So what if five hundred people faced five people, Yu Wuluo knew that after he unleashed his saber movement, the killing would come out of his hands.

She looked at the soldiers who were not afraid and approached step by step, even if some of them were injured and died, the faces were young or calm, and the intense pain broke out in her heart.

It would be great if they used it to maintain the original order of the country and keep the people from being harmed in the battle for the throne.

However, they ridiculously casually came up with the words "privately visiting the descendants of the abolished prince" and regarded it as a crime for arresting the five of them.

Feiyutai had a wide sound transmission, but they couldn't hear it.

Their eyes and ears were closed, and now they could only hear the voice of King Qingchang, walking on the path designated by King Qingchang.

From the corner of his eyes, he could see the masked swordsman approaching again, and Yu Wuluo dropped the tip of his knife and said in a slumped voice: "I'm competing with you! But it's not a comparison of killing people, it's not a comparison of killing people. If you and I knock down these people, whoever kills less will win! "

After all, she didn't care about who the masked swordsman was with Qingfeng's one hundred and eight swords.

The spring breeze turned fierce in her words, infected by her mood.

Hearing this, Lei Fengqi, Zhao Tinggong, Gao Shan, etc. looked over and saw that Yu Wuluo seemed to be integrated with the Yanling Saber, with a murderous look on his face, and a murderous look on his lonely look.

Help each other.

Lei Fengqi also shook his head, and shouted again: "Brothers, I am also a soldier, please listen to me, the five of us are honest and good citizens, we have never committed any crimes, please stand back and think about it Parents and family members, don't lose your life and let them cry and be sad."

It's all the same thing, your own people beat your own people, and you fight happily, what is this!

Fang Chenggong, who fell from the horse and fell to the ground, successfully rubbed his body on the ground and escaped from the terrifying knife more than a dozen steps away. He stood up and shouted wildly, his fingers falling into the mist: "Place in formation, the strong crossbowmen load their arrows, and kill first!" Kill him, kill him first!"

The light of the sword swirled towards him, and Yu Wuluo, who was walking with the sword, beheaded him with a single blow.

Behind the rocks on the mountain road, Ruan Chenggong was dumbfounded again: "It's so murderous, this Xiaoyu, I may not be her opponent."

He was lost in thought, what does Yu Cun mean?
Could it be that he had secretly envied himself both civil and military skills for decades, so he let his granddaughter chase after him?

Zhao Tinggong blurted out: "Oh, my fifth brother is such a fast knife."

Gao Shan was also surprised, but when he heard others were surprised, he was happy and proud: "Yes, my brother's sword skills are invincible in the world."

Miao Bao looked at him, thinking to himself that the eldest girl is good at swordsmanship, when will it be your turn to be proud, he couldn't help saying to himself: "Fortunately, after I tried it once, I didn't feel tempted again."

When the sword unfolds, a person is a sword, and a sword is a person. The unity of a person and a sword is the highest state that martial arts practitioners dream of.

But the eldest girl can't control the saber now, she wields the saber, but leads her away, Miao Bao pretends not to see it.

This is already the highest state he has been pursuing, the unity of human and sword, or the unity of human and fist, which he has not yet achieved.

Fang Chenggong's prestige among the soldiers would not be low, and the encircled soldiers ran to Yu Wuluo with heartbroken heads and stopped attacking Miao Bao and the others.

The spring sun is beautiful and the grass is ferocious.

Yu Wuluo looked quietly at the soldiers who came running, and said sharply again: "A group of dragons without a leader also has hatred, so it can be seen that they did not kill the wrong person. The one who should be killed by the one hundred and eight swords of Qingfeng, send him to reincarnate, so as not to mislead him. Others sent to die. This is a meritorious thing."

She jumped up, and the knife led her into the soldiers like a shooting star.

There was a series of slaps, instead of bleeding, Lei Fengqi let out a long breath, almost, he thought that Xiao Yu would not be able to draw his sword for a long time after today.

She still prefers to stun the opponent rather than kill, which is fine.

He shouted: "Brother Zhao, you always boast of being good at both civil and martial arts. This is a good opportunity for you to practice."

He looked at Miao Bao again: "Uncle Miao protects him."

The three generals who entered the inland like walking on thin ice were careful not to call Zhao Tinggong's name.

With the sound of chirping, the masked swordsman entered the battle group and fought side by side with Yu Wuluo. Lei Fengqi was temporarily relaxed and did not need to escort Xiaoyu in a hurry, and he could only escort Xiaoyu until Xiaoyu broke through the heart barrier and unfolded the Thirteen Ways of Heaven. style, or kill or injure.

There was no business for him anymore, the soldiers were all focused on avenging Fang Chenggong, they also left Lei Fengqi alone, he brought the two wounded soldiers aside, and began to interrogate them carefully.

Such a team of well-trained soldiers and horses should be valued by the king of Qingchang, that is, they can more or less reveal something about the king of Qingchang.

Perhaps, the king of Qingchang County colluded with Zhang Lin in Beijing to set fire to the devils, and after consuming the domestic soldiers and horses, he smoothly entered the palace master's affairs.

This idea is also possible.

At present, apart from Marquis Siping and Yu Cun Zhao Youlin, Lei Fengqi can feel at ease, and Lei Fengqi is suspicious of the rest of the mansions that have not been found out.

His interrogation speed is not slow, and he wanted to interrogate a few more people, but after interrogating these two, he saw that there were no soldiers standing around, and they either fell to the ground moaning, or closed their eyes. Awake.

Xiao Yu stood upright, letting the spring breeze roll up the corners of her clothes, her whole body was tense and did not relax, like a knife out of its sheath.

This is not a funny place, but Lei Fengqi can't laugh or laugh, it's too fast, he didn't finish his errand.

He casually picked up a bundle next to him, an old blue furrage skin, which Miao Bao immediately owned. Before interrogating the soldiers, Lei Fengqi took the bundle containing Xiao Yu's clothes into his hands.

At this time, he took out a piece of clothing from the bundle, and the faint fragrance made Lei Fengqi feel a little bit better, it belonged to Xiao Yu.

After the fight, his new errand arrived.

Yu Wuluo stood where she was, trying her best to keep her calm. Looking up was good for recovering her natural mood. She knew that there was a mess under her feet, just like that night when she cut off one of the ten thousand enemies with one knife, and the blood rushed to her face and body.

That scene can be forgotten, but it will come out at a certain time.

In her mind, she repeatedly thought about the peach blossom forest downstairs, the exquisite shipyard of Wuchen's master, and Yinfengpinlu.
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