Chapter 261

The vibration stopped.

Jialong River silent, only the cold wind is still.

Su Chunsheng is sitting in the mud by the river. He is covered with blood. He can't see the original appearance. His face is even more strange.

Around, Zhou Xuan has died, the corpse is full of blood, miserable. Yanzhou's cavalry, far away from the Bank of the river, had received some secret orders. They had never been near from the beginning to the end, but after stopping for a while, they turned and left one after another.

Su Chunsheng didn't pay too much attention to it. He just sat quietly in the mud and gently took out the simple mirror in his arms. He was a little absent-minded.

Tianjingjing, the magic weapon of Nanhai guantianzong, now goes north with this sword and appears on the Jialong river. It's self-evident what it means. As a matter of fact, Su Chunsheng had made an agreement with Xiao ningyue, the leader of guantian sect, that Su Chunsheng's going northward must break the grand array of Qi and fortune in qintian Pavilion, and guantian sect can also go northward, even if it can't be replaced by qintian Pavilion, it will occupy a seat in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

However, according to Su Chunsheng's expectation, guantianzong's journey to the north is bound to be after he successfully crossed the Jialong river. So does Guan Tianzong's move ahead of time have a close relationship with Gao Songtao?

The mirror suddenly shakes.

Su Chunsheng raised his eyebrows and gazed at the simple mirror with a small world. Previously, this mirror was pulled by the Qi machine, and then opened to absorb the damiang temple from the Imperial City, and the Chixiao sword also entered. You don't have to guess what will happen in this small world. However, Su Chunsheng knows very well that even Gao Songtao in the fairyland is afraid of Chixiao, not to mention a little Eunuch in the celestial realm.

At this time, a flying sword broke the mirror and shot out, lingering around Su Chunsheng.

Su Chunsheng grinned and held out his hand.

The Chixiao sword, which is rapidly flowing, falls into Su Chunsheng's hands, with no sword Qi.

Su Chunsheng looked down at the Chixiao sword in his hand and murmured, "it's hard for you."

Without seeing the figure of the great Diao temple, Su Chunsheng already knew the result.

After a sigh of relief, Su Chunsheng's eyes darkened and passed out.

To the north of Jialong river is Yanzhou.

Yanzhou is unique among the nine states in the Central Plains. There is only one county in Yanzhou, which is named Jiangbei County. Most of the reason is that Yanzhou is located in the north of Jialong river.

Jiangbei County is the county city that guards the main waterway between the north and the south. Of course, it is precisely because of this that Jiangbei County has become the junction of North and South trade in the Central Plains. The merchants who travel to and from here every year bring a lot of prosperity to Jiangbei County.

Although it's sunny, Jiangbei County is located in the north after all. In addition, it's still cold in late winter and early spring.

On the changkuo post road leading to Jiangbei County and city, there have been more and more business travelers.

There is a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, riding a gray donkey, leisurely walking on the post road, towards the magnificent Jiangbei County.

With the cold wind blowing, the man was leaning on the donkey's back with a shabby wine pot in his hand. He was riding on the donkey and drinking with his head up, humming an unknown ballad.

Before long, the middle-aged man was already drunk.

So, the man simply lay on the donkey's back, fell asleep, and let the gray donkey go forward on his own.

On the post road, most passers-by can't help laughing. But no one has evil thoughts. After all, such a ragged drunkard, riding a poor donkey, is mostly a poor man.

On the other side, two people stopped at the side of the road, looking at the donkey, looking at each other and twitching.

"Is this the famous immortal master? Is there a mistake? "

Both of them are young, but they are gorgeous in clothes and riding on tall horses. At first sight, they don't look like ordinary people.

The younger man, after twitching for a moment, said, "brother, I think it's mostly a mistake. It doesn't look like a master at all."

The other one frowned, staring at the slovenly middle-aged man who was drunk on the donkey's back, and said slowly, "espionage should not be wrong, but this man is more or less unexpected."

"Brother, shall I try him? It's easy to see if you are a master or not. " The younger man hesitated and said in a deep voice.

"I can't make a mistake!" The young man stopped in a hurry and said, "people in the river and lake are always wild and uninhibited. Of course, we can't figure it out. If things annoy this man, we'll probably have to eat and walk!"

"What about that? Can't you just be there in silence? Why don't you take the donkey to the city? " The young boy frowned.

The leader hesitated, dismounted slowly and said, "I'll lead the donkey!".

Donkey walked slowly, and soon came to their side, but instead of stopping, he walked directly along the edge of the post road, almost ignoring the two on one side.

Seeing this scene, Gordon, the boy who was about to get off the horse, was stunned for a moment. He was a bit embarrassed and said, "I didn't think about it. Even a donkey has a good temper."

With that, the young man quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to take the reins of the donkey.

At this time, the sudden change.

Just now the young man's face changed dramatically, and he quickly withdrew dozens of steps back.

The place where Gongzi elder brother has just stood, there is a flying sword hanging, walking quietly. The sword Qi is weak, but people can think about it with awareness.

The donkey is still indifferent to the front, donkey back, the drunken middle-aged man hit it hit the mouth, obviously had a good dream.

The young man with a pale face looked back at his companion and said with a bitter smile, "we can only follow this donkey."

His companion, who was still riding on the horse, also looked a little ugly and had to nod.

Thus, a very funny scene appeared on the broad post road.

A donkey carrying a drunk middle-aged man, slowly toward the south of the county city. In the rear of the donkey, there are two handsome young men who drive horses. They are quiet and dare not breathe.

Donkey went on and soon saw the county city.

The middle-aged man, who was sleeping soundly on his back, turned over and accidentally fell off the donkey's back and fell into the post road.

The middle-aged man raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked up at the county city in the distance, and muttered, "you're in the city?"