Blood is hot, wind is cold.

As soon as Anda died, the cavalry in the Northern Desert ran around like headless flies. Gu Qingci led the county soldiers to push them all the way, and bright red blood and the slurry burst out from his eye sockets were everywhere, making the snow turn into blood. Gu Qingci's white clothes had already become bloody clothes, and the smell of blood filled his nose.

Looking at the dozen cavalrymen of Beimo who were fleeing in front of him, Gu Qingci's face was unrest, and there was only indifference and viciousness in his eyes. He took a deep breath, tightened the big black horse under him, carried the Jade Bone Sword, and turned into a bloody shadow and killed him. Behind him were more than 200 county soldiers following him, surrounding the Beimo cavalry.

...

After a killing, Gu Qingci cut the last Beimo cavalry with a sword, and he slowly calmed down.

"laugh!"

Pull out the Jade Bone Sword from the corpse on the ground, and turned around and looked back. Behind him, there were already a bloody road. Along the way were corpses and the earth stained with blood. Five hundred cavalrymen in the northern desert, no one left, and wherever they passed, there was death or life.

Gu Qingci looked at him coldly, and finally set his sight on the few county soldiers closest to him.

Although the county soldiers knew that Gu Qingci would definitely not kill them, the moment they were locked by Gu Qingci's eyes made them cold all over. Even Qin Keqing was fixed at that moment, as if she was imprisoned by a prison hell.

"Go back to the city!"

Gu Qingci slowly dragged his sword and walked towards Qiling Station step by step. There were less than 200 county soldiers left behind, each of whom was covered in blood, holding some severely injured horses, or picking up the bodies of his comrades. No one felt the joy of victory, but only had heavy thoughts and tired bodies.

Cheers rang out on the city walls, a celebration of victory in the war.

Gu Qingci was weak all over and slowly entered the city, went back to the tent, changed his clothes, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep. Because he was too tired, he slept very quickly.

...

Gu Qingci came out of the tent and saw the Taoist nun who seemed to melt in the snow at first sight. He looked at her quietly, then slowly walked over and said, "I'm confused again now."

Gu Qingci took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "You are 100,000 Why? Why are you so many problems in a day?"

"Squeeze"

Gu Qingci heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, and then he saw that the sword on Qin Keqing's waist was unsheathed. There was no blood on the white sword, but it seemed to be able to suck blood. The already cold weather seemed even colder.

"You don't want to tell me." Qin Keqing's voice was as dull as ever.

"No, no," Gu Qingci hurriedly waved his hand and showed a kind smile. He gently stretched out his hand, pressed it on the hilt of Qin Keqing's sword, and returned the Wugui sword to the scabbard. He smiled and said with a smile: "How could it be? If you have any questions, ask directly. I promise to know everything!"

Gu Qingci didn't notice that the moment his hand touched the Wugui Sword, a strong murderous intent suddenly burst out in Qin Keqing's eyes, but in a moment he took it back, and then he showed a lot of confusion and confusion.

The seven mysteries in the world, the sword riddle Qin Keqing lived for the sword path since he was born, because on the day Qin Keqing was born, an avalanche suddenly occurred on Tianshan Mountain, revealing a sword, writing the word Wugui, and flew to Qin Keqing, who was still a baby.

Since then, the Wugui Sword is the symbol of Qin Keqing. For twenty years, no one dares to touch it, and no one can touch it. Even Qin Keqing's master, martial arts master, has never touched the Wugui Sword, because, except Qin Keqing, anyone who touches the Wugui Sword will be resisted by the Wugui Sword. Only Qin Keqing can live in peace with the Wugui Sword.

In fact, Qin Keqing knew that she had been intimate with Wugui Jian since she was a child. Wugui Jian had a spirit, but she was not enough to resist independently. The reason why no one could touch it was because she was unwilling to let someone touch it. It was because she was opposing it, not the sword.

Gu Qingci didn't know that he had been wandering on the verge of life and death once, and still asked with a smile: "Miss Qin, do you have any questions? I'll answer you now."

Qin Keqing glanced at Gu Qingci, took back the slightest slight fluctuation in his eyes without revealing traces, then turned around and said lightly: "I suddenly don't want to ask."

Gu Qingci: "..."

I have a saying in my mind, don’t you know whether to say it or not?

...

Changling County is now covered with heavy snow, and the streets are very deserted. The whole city is in a state of panic. Ordinary people are hiding at home. In addition to the cold weather, there is also a reason why those gangs and families are operating. One or two warriors with weapons can be seen walking in a hurry on the streets.

Outside the city, there were a few people, holding horses, walking on snow, wearing straw raincoats and hats, slowly walking into Changling County. The leader was a young man. Although he had a sword hanging around his waist, his steps were frivolous, his fingers were slender, and his face was as white as white as frost. He looked like a big man, and he had no martial arts skills.

The young man was wearing a Confucian robe and a feathered crown. He was very elegant in temperament, but he was somewhat similar to Gu Qingci. There were four people behind him, and in front of him was a young book boy, next to him was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, but his eyes were always inadvertently revealing his spirit, and he was carrying a big knife.

The most eye-catching thing is the two middle-aged people behind. It is not that these two people look special, but that their clothes are in purple brocade clothes and purple jade hanging on their waists, which are the symbols of the six doors of Xia Kingdom.

As soon as this group of people entered the city, they headed straight to the county government.

The young man named Ma Zhibai was the same year Gu Qingci. Not many people know about him, but if he mentions his father, it is well known to everyone, and he is Ma Dongyang, the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty.

Ma Zhibai and Gu Qingci are the same group of Jinshi, and they are all arranged in Langya County. They originally would not have had much intersection. However, some time ago, Gu Qingci pacified Changling County. When this memorial was delivered to Zhang Zhihuan, the irrelevant two people had intersections.

In order to cater to Lord Shangshu, Zhang Zhihuan thought of passing the merits of pacifying Changling County to Ma Zhibai. He also expected that Gu Qingci had no background and was preparing to eat, so he handed over a transfer order, asking Ma Zhibai to replace Gu Qingci as the county magistrate of Changling County, while Gu Qingci went to other places.

Ma Zhibai didn't know what happened, but he had no other way to deal with the transfer order. After dealing with what he had in his hands, he slowly came to Changling County. As for what happened in Changling County during this period, he knew nothing about it.
Chapter completed!