The sea of ​​bamboo is blue and white, with thousands of green bamboos standing on the snow surface. The heavy snow bent the main trunk of the bamboo, like a full string of strong bows hanging to the ground.

It was snowing heavily, the bamboo forest was dense, and the ground in the bamboo sea was dim. Ning Qingye, wearing a bamboo leaf straw raincoat, stood quietly among the dense bamboo leaves with two bamboos in embroidered shoes, covered with black cloth on his face, holding his breath, and even covering the white mist he breathed.

Several figures at the end of the field of vision went from far to near. Ning Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly and held his cold, somewhat stiff right hand. The long sword hidden among the bamboo leaves drove the bamboo leaves to make a slight rustling sound.

The last time I sneaked into Longyin Pavilion, my main purpose was to grab the sword in my hand. The sword name is "Sad Spring", which was the sword her mother used to walk around the world.

More than ten years ago, her mother was like an ordinary gangster, traveling around the world to make friends with heroes from all over the world. I don’t know when her mother came to Chang'an City and wanted to sit in the small shop selling the most delicious wine in the world. But on the way, she met a scholar who was squatting at the entrance of the alley selling words. In order to sell a pair of words, she kept chasing her mother and talking for half an hour.

Later... the scholar failed the imperial examinations one after another. In anger, he wrote articles to scold the court, causing big trouble. Somehow, her mother ran to save the scholar. The two of them wandered around the world together and became fugitives...

Ning Qingye only knew this, and he never heard anyone talk about what happened later. He had met his nominal father several times, and he would quarrel with her mother every time and parted in an unhappy way.

Ten years ago, the mother and daughter who were hiding in the deep mountains of Shu were finally found. Her mother and mother tried to send her out and then died under Zhang Xiang's knife.

Compared with Zhang Xiang, Ning Qingye hated the man who abandoned his wife and daughter even more because before her mother died, she brought the hairpin given by the man and buried her bones in the wilderness for ten years, but she didn't see the man coming to worship him.

Rub-

The sound of footsteps on the snow surface from far to near.

Ning Qingye came to his senses, and his cold eyes became sharper.

In any case, Zhang Xiang and that man will die. Today's opportunity is once a lifetime, so you must seize it.

This time I prepared for a few days in the bamboo forest, and I remembered the location of each bamboo clearly. I just made a small noise, and Zhang Xiang asked the elite wolf guards to escort the queen mother away as she thought. Only Zhang Xiang and two wolf guards came over.

The chances of winning one-on-three are not great, but the trap was buried in the snow in advance. In the case of one-on-one, she was confident that she would kill her with one blow before Zhang Xiang could not react.

Rub-

The two wolf guards with Yan Ling Knife were unsheathed, walked slowly under the bamboo forest back to back, and looked up, but Ning Qingye was disguised very well and almost integrated with the dense bamboo leaves, and was not discovered.

After two wolf guards approached the way, Zhang Xiang, who pressed his waist knife, walked slowly over with his breath, and his breath was extremely stable, and he was always paying attention to the movements around him.

However, in this murderous environment, there was a disharmonious conversation:

"Xu Buling, why are you here too? I have agreed with you in advance that if you hit the beautiful little beast later, I will give it to the queen mother, and I will make the queen mother angry..."

The one who spoke was naturally Grand Master Xiao.

Xu Buling walked slowly with his long sword hanging on his waist. In order to pretend to be like a family who came to join in the fun, he was quite enthusiastic about Xiao Ting:

"What did you say to make the Queen Mother angry?"

Xiao Ting sighed: "It's not because of you, I remembered the song "combing my hair in the evening" you wrote as "combing it together"... But I think there is nothing wrong. Think about it, a depressed woman, who is tired and bored at night, doesn't even have the energy to comb her hair, must be a lack of pity. As long as you press it on the bed... cough cough... I guarantee that you won't make trouble anymore, right?"

Xu Buling frowned and thought for a while, nodded.

Xiao Ting didn't expect Xu Buling to agree with his words. He was stunned for a moment and looked like a fellow man. He looked around and leaned closer and muttered in a low voice:

"Xu Buling, you have been to Chang'an for more than a year. Have you ever visited the brothel? Do you want uncle, I will take you with you..."

wipe--

The sword made three points and showed a cold light in the snow.

Xiao Ting quickly shut up.

Zhang Xiang, who was walking in front, looked back, thought for a moment, and said softly:

"Crown Prince Xu is very murderous. Young people have too much murderous aura, which will damage their minds. They should be kept appropriately."

This is an experience summarized by masters of all ages. A tyrannical person cannot become a great person. Only when he is not moved like a mountain, his heart is as calm as water, and his movement is as thunder as trembling, is the best choice.

Xu Buling had known this truth for a long time, and now he was just scaring people. He nodded slightly and put away his long sword, saying casually:

"How good is Mr. Zhang's martial arts skills?"

Zhang Xiang is the most loyal guard of the emperor today. He was a dead soldier when he was young, but later he entered the official career. He didn't say much. He thought about it after hearing this:

"Eight Desolations and Six Heritages, those who can take me three swords are all famous and surnamed in the document library, so they can enter the house."

Xiao Ting was quite interested in this and interrupted, "It means that he can compete with Lord Zhang for three moves, even if he is a master?"

Zhang Xiang nodded.

Xiao Ting's eyes lit up, and he spread his hands excitedly: "Xu Buling, lend me your sword."

Xu Buling did not allow Zhang Xiang to refuse, so he threw the sword out.

Xiao Ting took the long sword, pulled it out with great stance, trotted forward in the wind and snow, and rushed towards Zhang Xiang:

"Mr. Zhang, take the sword!"

Zhang Xiang was helpless, but the prime minister of the current dynasty asked him for a move, so he could not say "You are worthy?" and he could only symbolically raise the scabbard to feed the move.

Xu Buling's sword is a famous sword "Zhi Gan" recorded in a large number of brushstrokes in history books. It cuts iron like mud and blows hair and breaks hair, and ordinary iron tools can't stop it at all.

Zhang Xiang was crazy about his sword, so he naturally refused to use a scabbard to block it. The scabbard in his hand seemed to stick to a long sword, and he wandered back and forth tightly against the sword blade. No matter how Xiao Ting swung his sword, he could not touch Zhang Xiang at all, and he did not even make a sound of metal and iron attack.

The two wolf guards in front of him did not notice anything unusual, and also relaxed their vigilance a little, and looked back with interest.

For Xiao Ting, three moves were just three strikes, and it was soon over. Zhang Xiang knew the noble young master’s mind, so he immediately picked up his sword, raised his hand and clasped his fists with a knife, ready to say something.

The action of holding a knife and holding a fist is obviously not suitable for drawing a knife.

At this moment, a shrill sound of swords sounded among the blue and white bamboo sea!

Sa--

The bamboo leaves flew away like rustling evening rain.

Everyone looked up in horror, but saw a sword falling from the sky above the bamboo sea.

The cold light shocks the wind and snow, and the sword qi moves the sky!
Chapter completed!