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Wow!) The setting sun is shining, and the desolate northwest land is desolate.
The official road has been tortured by the war and the northwest wind, and almost no trace of the past can be found. If it were not for the occasional scattered old trees, I am afraid that there would be no difference between the vast yellow wasteland and the gravel-strewn official road.
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The thumping of hooves trampled on the gravel, and the two fast horses, regardless of their masters, walked leisurely towards the front of the official road.
In addition to the special exquisite iron paws nailed to the horse's feet, the sound of metal and gravel colliding with each other can be heard as it moves. The horse's hooves are also wrapped with special silk cloth, which shows that the owner of the horse loves his good horse very much.
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Both horses are really the best horses. They are the kind of horses produced in the Western Regions that are never seen in the Central Plains.
Two knights, the first one, wearing royal blue silk uniforms, with slender and straight figures, golden leggings tied to their legs, wearing animal skin and horn boots, on the top of the boots, on the high toes
, it is actually equipped with an exquisite pure gold ornament, with dozens of connected objects that look like beads but not beads.
This knight wears a soft gold silk hat on his head. Around the brim of the hat, white gauze hangs, covering his face. Occasionally when the wind blows, through the blown gauze, you can only see
I saw a face covered in white gauze.
His eyes were extremely bright, and when he turned, he revealed a breath of aura that was compelling.
On the left side of the saddle hangs an exquisite gold-lacquered long bow, two pots of exquisitely carved feather arrows, and on the right side hangs an extremely ordinary-looking long sword with a black sheath. The contrast between the two is obvious, abrupt and uncoordinated.
, but the whole combination is weirdly harmonious.
The knight didn't seem to be in a hurry, he just looked at the desolate scenery along the way leisurely and curiously.
The knight behind is not so leisurely. He has the same attire, but the color is changed to white. What he wears on his feet is not as flamboyant as the knight in front, just a pair of flat-soled fast boots, without any extra accessories on his body.
The person appears crisp and capable.
His eyes were filled with fierceness. When he looked at the knight in front of him, his eyes were filled with weirdness and dissatisfaction, but he didn't dare to show up.
"Master Ma...Brother." The knight behind him lowered his voice, but it was still very clear. The knight shook his head, "Brother Ma, let's hurry up. I heard that bastard detained Lei Di. We'll be late."
Oh, I'm afraid that bastard will be harmful to Lei Di."
The knight in front stretched out his slender white index finger, shook it back, and said lazily: "Xiao Yao'er, as a brother, I am not in a hurry, why are you so anxious? Could it be that you are so naive to me?
Is your brother in love with you? Ha, that must be the case. You two really have the same temper, both of you are impatient. Okay, I will take care of this matter on my brother. When Lei Di is captured this time, I will let you two have a bridal chamber! Hee
Hee, it’s fun, this is so fun!”
As the knight spoke, he chuckled to himself on the horse. His voice was crisp and pleasant, and it really didn't sound like a man's voice.
But the knight behind him kept calling him senior brother. This pairing was really weird.
"Look, in front of you is the very famous black shop in this area, Longmen Inn. Haha, I have fun this time. I must go and play. I finally came out and I want to have a good time! Hehe, they'd better be right.
Let me start, so that I can legitimately eradicate these gangs of illegal shops, eliminate harm for the people, and become famous in the world! Let's go!" The knight in front saw a row of earth and stone walls and dead wood roofs beside the official road from a distance.
Buildings, I got excited, sat up straight, and clamped the horse's belly hard. The sweaty horse under the seat had a spiritual connection with its owner, kicked off its four hooves, and ran straight towards the row of buildings.
"Hey! Brother Ma, wait for me! Let's not delay here. Go kill that bastard. It's important to save Lei Di!" The knight behind also clamped his horse's belly and chased after him, shouting vaguely.
road.
"He's just a little guy, what's there to be afraid of? If a hero comes out, I'm sure he'll be captured. My brother is a bit naive, but his skills are not in vain. Even I can't defeat him easily. Don't worry, you say
That bastard, I guarantee that I will catch you before you and kill or chop him into pieces at your disposal! Go away quickly, I heard that the Dragon Gate Inn will close its doors as soon as the sun goes down and will no longer accept guests."
The knight behind him had no choice but to follow reluctantly, and the two of them rushed towards the Longmen Inn.
In the distance, in the distant mountains to the west, the sun gradually sets, and large yellow clouds rise from the yellow wasteland. The last rays of the setting sun illuminate the earth, which is a fiery yellow, strange and desolate.
In the distance, there was only a crack of a whip, followed by a dry and desolate roar: "The west wind is rising, the dragon gate is closed, the guest officer from far away, please hold the door tightly..."
At the same time, in an unknown inn in the northwest wilderness, more than thirty burly men wearing black clothes, with long knives in their waists or iron guns in their fingers, stood quietly on both sides. One of them had an expression on his face.
The khaki-colored middle-aged man sat on the seat in the middle of the post station.
Although these people have different attires, they all have a golden cloth belt tied around their right arm and wrist, with varying numbers of black horse patterns embroidered on the cloth belt.
The cloth strap on the middle-aged man's arm has the largest number of horses, a full ten. On both sides of him, two men stand tall, one on the left and one on the right. One has six horses on his arm, and the other has seven.
Horse pattern.
The middle-aged man's face had the cunningness of a businessman and the ferocity of a warrior. His long hair was tied behind his back with a golden belt. His angular face had a playful expression, "Azhuo, where has the second lady gone?
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"Honor, the second lady has arrived at Longmen." A burly man with an iron gun in his hand knelt on one knee and replied respectfully. He was the man standing on the right side of the middle-aged man, with six horses on his arms.
pattern.
"Longmen? That's Mr. Yang's territory. Go there and warn Mr. Yang that if you dare to attack the second young lady, I, Wanmatang, will definitely uproot them from the northwest!" The middle-aged man pointed his fingers heavily.
I knocked on the tabletop and the tabletop was immediately pierced.
It was as if the old jujube wood table he owned was made of tofu without any knocking.
"Okay!" The burly man with the iron gun in his hand agreed, went out and rode away, causing a cloud of sand to rise in an instant.
"Master, shall we go after the eldest lady, or shall we go to Huangze to invite the third young master back?" Another strong man holding a long knife bent down and asked respectfully. On his arm, there was a pattern of seven horses. , it was the big man who had been standing on the left side of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man glanced sideways at him, and indifferently rubbed the small hole that had just been pierced by his index finger, and said softly: "Aqan, why do you want to invite the third young master back? The third young master has finally achieved what he has today, so let him It would be best for him to continue training in the army. Back then, our nine tribes in southern Anhui came to the wilderness with the old man to conquer the world, but we were massacred by Khitan dogs. This great revenge has not yet been avenged. I heard that this Kanglong has some abilities. If he If you can help us train the Third Young Master well, maybe the Third Young Master can lead us in revenge in the future. The old Marquis has let Wanmatang go unnoticed over the years, leaving everything to the two young masters. I don’t care about revenge. The eldest young master has only focused on doing business these years and has neglected revenge. It is our blessing that the third young master can have such a bloody spirit. Do you understand?"
"I understand." The strong man's eyes shone with hatred, and he immediately asked: "Master, what about the second lady?"
"Let her play, doesn't she like the excitement? Just let her play in this area. In a few days, the world's Xuan Kung masters will gather in Huashan for the Dao Forum. How can we miss such a fun thing? What about our fun-loving second lady? Just try to lure her to Huashan." The middle-aged man sneered.
"Yes! I understand what I did!" The strong man replied respectfully.
There was a look of nostalgia on the middle-aged man's face, as he was thinking about something. The old Marquis had a great kindness to the nine tribes. Although he had devoted himself to that woman over the years, he only focused on martial arts training, and he neglected the thought of revenge, and even forgot about him. His aunt had a blood feud, but he couldn't blame his uncle, the old marquis of Ten Thousand Horses City.
After all, the old Marquis has preserved the blood inheritance of the nine tribes with the golden gun in his hand. Since he has indifferent to hatred, let us juniors take revenge.
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and knocked gently and rhythmically on the old jujube wood tabletop in front of him. With the sound of knocking, he could only be heard muttering to himself: "Kang Long, hehe, this young man is not simple. …”