I, son of the northern border, land god

Her impression of Chen Beixuan was just a dissolute and bold apprentice.

Chen Beixuan sighed, and asked straight to the point:

"I would like to ask the princess, is King Qingyang inviting you into the urn?

I think, since you are in the game, you should know something, right? "

Xia Shanshan sneered, she didn't have much fear of Chen Beixuan: "What do you think?"

Even so, she had no idea in her heart.

Just like what Chen Beixuan said, she is not a vase, she is even very smart.

Even though she couldn't go out in the small courtyard of the palace, she knew that King Qingyang must have murderous intentions towards Chen Beixuan.

This is not her guess, but based on King Qingyang's attitude.

Although they have been husband and wife for more than ten years, she has never really loved King Qingyang.

But he has a clear understanding of his character.

It's just that she is not sure whether King Qingyang really abandoned her cruelly.

After all, according to the usual practice, she would always come to the ceremony. If she didn't come, Chen Beixuan knew that there must be an accident.

She raised her head to look at the prodigal son, a sense of sadness inevitably appeared in her heart.

If King Qingyang was really cruel and used her as a bait, then her little life would be in the hands of this wolfish prince.

Chen Beixuan frowned, and suddenly laughed grimly:

"You really don't know? If King Qingyang plots against me, I will definitely pull you back today."

"Besides, your prince seems to be afraid that your death will not be complete, so he sent these crooked people to you. If something happens at that time, no one will be able to protect you."

"You should understand this. You are wise. Now that you have taken refuge with me, maybe if I am happy, you will not die. Xia Shanshan seems to have been stabbed in the heart. Maybe she really has to rely on Chen Beixuan today.

But she finally shook her head: "I really don't know."

Chen Beixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but had no choice but to sit down in the bamboo pavilion, and his heart was full of the beautiful scenery of the reeds.

Sometimes, pushing too hard can backfire.

While Chen Beixuan and the concubine were admiring the beautiful scenery on the bamboo pavilion and chatting, the Xiangyang Festival finally started.

—A group of people wearing weird masks and strange costumes came out.

They were walking on stilts, jumping and trembling, as if they were playing abstract ghosts.

There are also musicians in this group who hold various instruments and play weird music.

And a person in front of him is holding a wooden sword, and is guiding the "wronged souls" in the city out of the city.

Chen Beixuan had never seen such a strange ceremony before, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at it.

It may be because the ceremony is in such a form, which made him feel the dullness of the storm.

On the second floor, after seeing this group of people, both Che Ru and Chai Li became nervous.

If there really were assassins, this group of weirdly dressed people seemed the most likely.

But the old Wang on the side was calm and shook his head at them.

"They're just ordinary people."

Although Che Ru and Chai Li were puzzled, they still chose to believe Lao Wang's words.

After all, along the way, His Royal Highness Shizi regarded Lao Wang as his trump card.

This group of people came out of the city and went all the way to the shore of Qingyang Lake. Almost everyone's eyes were attracted by this group of people.The crowd automatically parted to make way.

But after the festival started, the wind and rain really came.

A few miles away from the reed marshes, an old man half-lyed on the ground took two sips of wine from a wine gourd in his hand.

Beside him, a young man was grilling fish meticulously.

The fish is the fattest salmon in Qingyang Lake.

And the young man's demeanor was also unusually serious, slowly turning the grilled fish, making the fish make a slight "crack" sound on the fire.

"At this time of year, it's the best time to eat salmon, and this salmon is also the fattest in Qingyang Lake. We come here every year, don't you bother?" The old man looked at the sky and asked .

The young man did not answer, but respectfully brought the grilled fish in front of the old man.

"Old man, the fish is ready."?

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Chapter 41: Attacks and killings from all directions, crisis-ridden [seeking flowers]

The old man sat up, as if he knew that his disciple, Three Sticks, couldn't get bored, and he didn't expect to get any answers.

He took the grilled fish and ate it without any image.

Don't even bother that the grilled fish has just left the fire, and the temperature is scalding.

"You, since you have received the money, you should get things done.

But this time it's a hard stubble, can you do it? "

The old man asked while eating the fish.

"Master, it's fine." The young man said.

"Hey," the old man smiled, "it's not a big deal, but if you fail this time, you will lose your life, and I will be able to accept new disciples.

"Recently, I found a good seedling, whose aptitude is no worse than yours, or even better.

If you die, I will just accept him. "

The young man did not speak, but put another grilled fish on the fire, and slowly grilled it.

The old man babbled, seemingly endlessly, but the young man seldom responded.

After the two fish were roasted, the young man tidied up his clothes, as if he was about to set off.

"By the way, at sunset, if you don't come back, I will leave.

When the time comes, I will be able to recruit new disciples, which will be better than facing you, a dull oil bottle. "

The old man smiled.

The young man kowtowed to the old man on the ground, then turned and left, leaving only one sentence.

"If I don't come back, I hope that my junior brother's grilled fish will taste better than mine."

The old man stood there for a long while, and the grilled fish in his hand was completely cold.

If there are people from the previous era here, they will definitely exclaim when they see the old man.

After all, Old Demon Wu's name was known to everyone in that era.

This old man who has lived a lifetime of ordinary people has some sadness in his eyes at this time. Few people know that Old Devil Wu has accepted such a new disciple and taught him the way of swordsmanship.

He trained him to be a top killer, and even successfully assassinated a first-rank Grandmaster!

The young disciple's name is Xie Liuyun, and he is not listed on the master list.

But the first-rank grand master who was once assassinated ranked tenth in the list of masters in the Jianghu.

——If there are hundreds of soldiers hidden in the reeds that are as tall as a person, they will not be seen.

At this time, a man in a green shirt was slowly coming with a small boat.

The white velvet fluttered above his head, like snow in June, which made him even more immortal.

The man in the blue shirt was at ease, and the boat was moving slowly, appearing to be in good spirits, as if he was here to enjoy the scenery. When he was chopped off by Chen Beixuan on the Guangling River, Ye Bailiang was naturally unhappy.The sword crown of the dignified hidden sword villa was chopped off into the river by someone using swordsmanship.

This is not only a shame for him as a sword crown, but also a shame for Hidden Sword Villa.

Hidden Sword Villa is recognized as the Holy Land of Kendo.

As the sword crown, he naturally wants to return this shame for the villa.

But this time, there was an extra simple long sword on his back.

The name of the long sword is Broken Star, it is one of the famous swords in the Tibetan sword village, and it is also the sword crowned by Ye Bailiang.To a swordsman, a sword is like a close friend.

A swordsman with a sword is definitely not the same as a swordsman without a sword.

This time, his fighting spirit was high, and he wanted to try the swordsmanship of the son of the Northern Realm again.

Although the sword behind her was not sheathed, she could feel the sharp aura through the sheath.The sword energy circulated in the sheath, and there were bursts of low moaning sounds.

Already ready to move.

In Qingyang Palace, a plainly dressed man came out.

He looked like an ordinary farmer, with strong muscles and dark skin.He walked steadily, with a firm face.

He holds a bright iron rod in his right hand, and a wooden box wrapped in brocade cloth in his left.When he walked out of the palace, his steps gradually became lighter.

With every step down, the distance is getting bigger and bigger, and in the end it is a distance of tens of feet. This person is named Zhou Kunlun, and he is the younger brother of Zhou Kunxiong who defended Xiangyang at the beginning.

This time, he wanted revenge.

The wooden box in his hand was a relic of Zhou Kunxiong that was given to him by King Qingyang.

Although Chen Beixuan came to Xiangyang City, it is impossible for everyone to know about it.

Zhou Kunlun didn't know that Chen Kui's son had come to Xiangyang City until he was notified by the palace.

In addition to having his brother's relics, he was ready to make a move without any scruples.The Chen family dared to enter Xiangyang City.

He wanted to let the Chen family know the consequences of re-entering Xiangyang City!

At this time, among the carriages out of the city to watch the ceremony, a luxurious carriage came directly to the side of the reeds, and the two rune armor red generals directly left the carriage and flew towards the direction of the reeds.