Even when welcoming the bride, the Ye family maintained the style of a military home. Sixty entourages, either on horseback or on foot, closely surrounded the vermilion cart, as if out of battle. This wedding cart was not decorated with ribbons like ordinary people.
, but the battle flag of the waning moon was erected at the rear of the car. If the slogan "I am Wu Weiyang" was shouted, it would be no different from an escort car.
Sitting on a black horse in front of the motorcade is an old man in black clothes with a red belt and a sword at his waist. He does not look like he is welcoming a bride. Looking carefully, although his face is stained with wind and frost, his eyes are as bright as sparks, faintly shining with the light of iron and blood. There is no doubt that
It was a trace left by years of fighting. He was holding a dry tobacco bag in his hand, smoking it one puff at a time. Wasn't he the old man sweeping the floor in front of the Ye Mansion?
But others looked at him with admiration. They all knew that this old man was not only the younger brother of the previous head of the Ye family, but also a hero who killed generals and captured flags on the battlefield. His name was
——Ye Qingcheng!
Starting from Yunzhong City until it was almost dusk, the convoy traveled along the official road. The winding official road extended far away like a long snake. On one side was the plain covered with thin snow, and on the other side was the dense forest.
The forest that has endured winter still has so many leaves that refuse to
The trees have fallen, and the wilderness is no longer desolate. There are patches of dark green under the snow, but they are not as warm and green as the sky. And at dusk at this moment, whether it is the branches and leaves in the woods or the grass on the plains,
They were all covered in a faint brownish red color, a bit desolate.
"The smoke and dust on the post road is one of the eight scenic spots in Wanzhou. It's a pity that I can't see it. If it is the dry season in autumn, the merchants and travelers will gallop past, and the smoke and dust raised will look like a dream from a distance. It is like a fairyland.
Absolutely." Ye Qingcheng smiled and looked at the road ahead.
One of the attendants joked: "Second Master, I once experienced the 'post road smoke', but I didn't see it from a distance, but inside the smoke. It was really autumn. The big gray ones, I rode out of the smoke.
My whole body is covered in dust, and my wife-in-law won’t even let me into the house m-n.”
Everyone burst into laughter, and some people laughed and cursed: "Your wife-in-law probably won't even let you get on the bed? You're so stupid."
Everyone was happier. But Ye Qingcheng didn't forget to pay attention to the car, and his face changed slightly. Although he was so happy outside, the people in the car didn't react at all. He shook his head secretly, knowing that his nephew had no intention of laughing.
.
The motorcade started moving again. Before the wheels of the car could move forward, Ye Qingcheng suddenly stretched out his right arm to signal the motorcade to stop. Everyone was a little stunned, then frowned and unconsciously put their hands on their weapons.
There was something strange in the sound of the wind, as if there was a ghost whistling, but I couldn't be sure if it was the wind passing through the forest. A figure came speeding along the official road in the distance. Everyone immediately clenched their weapons and looked calm. They were
Ye's "Xixian" family soldiers have no reason to be surprised by any accident.
"The fire is flowing in Guiyishan Hall, see Lord Ye Qingcheng!"
The man was as fast as the wind. As soon as he started shouting, he was already ten feet away. He suddenly flipped in the air, made several somersaults, and landed firmly three feet away from the convoy. He knelt down on one knee and held up his right hand.
Hold your knees and place your left fist on the ground. This landing posture is the standard military camp greeting ceremony.
Ye Qingcheng looked at the person carefully. He had broad shoulders and thick back, and a flame tattoo on his neck, as if he had seen it somewhere before. Although this person was kneeling in front without raising his head, the condensed iron-blooded energy was already coming out of his body. This person
feel more familiar
, it is exactly the temperament that a warrior who has been on the battlefield for a long time should have. Ye Qingchenghu asked: "Guiyishan Hall is so famous in Jiuzhou, I didn't expect that there are soldiers like you. But I, the Ye family in Yunzhong, have nothing to do with you. Your Excellency, come here
What is this for?"
The coming person slowly stood up, and laughed for a long time, "The adults of the city know what kind of business I do, and the flowing fire is exactly the first level of the long son Ye Zhiqiu.
Sixty family soldiers did not make noise. They kept iron -casting formation. At the same time, they kept paying attention to the surroundings and carefully found the traces of other enemies.
Ye Qingcheng sinking sinking: "Do you really want to be the enemy with the entire Hua **?"
Lihuo hugged his fist, and replied faintly: "In the middle of the cloud, who is the leader of the Kyushu military community. Who dares to be so arrogant? But I return to Laoshan Hall and only take the business without the identity.
You have to break into it. "
"Bold!" Ye Qingcheng drank angrily, "Call your helper, don't hide, just make a victory!"
Lihuo laughed: "Lord Qingcheng is afraid that I don't know much about the things in the rivers and lakes. I have always returned to Laoshan Hall and has always been dingling. Today, there is only me."
Just. "
With his ringing fingers, a person in the woods stepped out of one person, the Chinese service flowed, and the sedative was stable. It was the long -lost Lingfengtang leader -Qianji. But when he saw him, he didn't look at Ye Qingcheng.
Task, you solved my poison, and I was free? "
Smiling fire and smiling.
Thousands of machine glanced at him coldly and pressed his heart anger. After the failure of the reed D-Ng that day, he was rescued by flowing fire and Hu, but he never wanted to be returned by Hu in his body when he recovered.
Toxin, Bi had to act as a dog in the Yamantang. He was proud, but he could not help the toxin's suffering, so he had to be wronged, and whenever he thought of the young man who was poisoned by him, he got up again.
The bitter idea of "retribution".
Ye Qingcheng made a gesture behind his backhand. Some followers saw it and signaled each other with their eyes. Sixty family soldiers quietly changed the formation, and everyone was cautious.
At this moment, the thousand machines suddenly started, and only one floating in front of Ye Qingcheng horse, the cold flashes in their hands, a knife with a long four-foot-long wide-headed knife fell up.
In the middle of the middle of the blade, when the heart is not good, the heart is not good.
The dark horse was hissing, a large blood HUA sprayed away, and a red rain was rained. The huge horses were thrown out, and the horse's body fell to the ground.
Thousands of machines float back, dripping blood without sticking to the body, after the toes landed, jumped into the air, and welcomed the sword of the anger of Ye Qingcheng.
After occupying the geographical advantage, Ye Qingcheng was still shocked out and fell on the carriage ceiling. He was born in the military, and his skills were not bad, but he was not as strong as a thousand machines. After a round, he almost removed the sword in his hand.
Thousands of machines snorted unexpectedly. I thought it would break the blade of the old man, but did not work, and the blood in the body was faintly painful. Of course, it was not painful by Ye Qingcheng.
Run quietly, thinking that this heartfire is more prosperous, and once again stare at the fire.
Fire still smiles, and still doesn't say anything.
The spear forms a thorns in front of the eyes. The reaction of the thousands of machines will not be able to flow fire.
In the woods, the dim light shines on two young girls. One is standing on a horizontal branch, and the other is sitting on a horizontal branch. They are both paying attention to the battle outside. But one of them is silent, and the other is smiling,
He didn't take the fighting outside seriously at all, he was really taking it easy.
Qian Ji secretly sighed that Ye's "Xiaxian" was well-deserved. No wonder no one had ever been able to assassinate the head of Ye's family on the battlefield. These soldiers were not very skilled and could barely reach the second-line deployment in the arena, but that
The calmness, dignity, tenacity, and cooperation cultivated on the battlefield are unique and far beyond the comparison of figures in the world. If Qianji hadn't been a top-notch master, he would have fallen into their formation long ago.
In the dusk, a strange light seemed to light up on Qianji's attire. As he shuttled through the military formation, the firing of weapons was accompanied by the low roar of injuries. Not long after, a dozen people fell on the ground, spurting blood.
Among the domestic soldiers, some died on the spot, and some were severely injured. What is surprising is that the severely injured ones did not try their best to call for help after falling, but gritted their teeth and remained silent.
The iron military discipline of the Ye clan in Yun Zhong is that the overall battle should not be affected by a few pains. This is an iron rule!
Liu Huo watched quietly for a long time, sighing in his heart. Even if Chen Guo fought back, he probably would not be able to escape the disaster of destroying the country. After sighing, he took a closer look around the Xi chariot. There were still twenty soldiers surrounding it. He suddenly
He smiled and flew over.
Someone had already been paying attention to him, and as soon as he started the car, the entourage around the car was ready.
Liuhuo didn't even look at them. He turned over midway and flew into the sky, leaping up to a height of about three feet. His arms were strong and he pressed down as if overwhelming the sky. He used his strength skillfully, so that the wind of his palm did not touch the roof of the car, but only moved toward the car.
The soldiers beside the car pressed down. The fierce force brought out flames, like a fire dragon hovering around the car, causing all the followers to vomit blood and fall away. When the fire swept past, the horses pulling the car broke off the shaft and fled in panic.
Arrived far away.
This move shocked everyone on the spot.
His body was still in mid-air, and Liu Huo was about to jump on the roof of the car when a sword stabbed out from his side and hit his waist. It was his empty m-n. Liu Huo immediately sank his energy into his dantian and fell to the ground without waiting for him to recover.
When he got angry, the sword's power changed, and it had already reached the top m-n. Liuhuo praised "good strategy",
He closed his palms and clamped the blade of the sword. Ye Qingcheng said nothing and blew out a puff of smoke from his mouth. At the same time, he waved the pure copper tobacco pouch with his left hand and continued to hit his head. The ash in the tobacco pouch was in contact with his mouth.
The smoke inside blinded Liu Huo's eyes, making Liu Huo fly back.
Just as Liu Huo flew back, a person flashed out of the carriage, and the steel knife drew a ray of cold light and slashed towards his neck. The timing was just right, just when Liu Huo couldn't recover.
Liu Huo raised his eyebrows fiercely, turned sharply, and passed the man in a spin. The man used all his sword power and rushed to stand five feet behind him.
Blood flowed out of his burning left arm, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He just looked at the man calmly.
"Ye Mingxia!"
The man crossed his sword and laughed, "Yes, I am Ye Mingxia!"
In the woods, Cen saw it clearly and said with a smile: "Why do these two brothers always want to fight for the same daughter-in-law?" dd