v7 Chapter 50： Handwriting

The Weihe River passes through the entire Changling, and when Fangfang stops breathing, outside the Changling City, on the shore of a tributary of the Weihe River, a wild flower is blooming.

These wildflowers are natural deep purple, and the blooms in the sun are very interesting. You can even see that its delicate petals are open at a speed that can be distinguished by the naked eye.

The flowers are small, but they have a charming scent, and in the process of blooming, its pollen is constantly emitting. This subtle pollen is a kind of crystal silver in the sunlight, making these blooming flowers look like Like a silver-plated silver powder, the mysterious luster glitters in the sun.

This is an excellent flower, unique to Changling, but it is rare and cannot be transplanted. The time when the flowers bloom is only the time of tea. B````fiction`r/>

A middle-aged man is standing quietly in front of the flowers and watching the flowers bloom.

In these finally blooming flowers, he bent over and reached for one of the most vivid flowers.

His face is very handsome, especially the nose is very strong, the facial features have a knife-like line of clear beauty. His posture is also very straight, especially the light golden armor on his body is very slim and looks more heroic.

His fingers are covered with light gold metal armor. The uniqueness of the metal is cold, and the light golden luster reflects the deep purple flowers.

He has an inexplicable temperament.

Not far behind him, there is a marching camp.

In the black camp, all the sergeants were wearing dark metal armor. Most of these sergeants stood still, like iron dolls, waiting for a yellow robes not far from him. he.

"I have to enter Changling, I have already entered, why bother to grab this time?"

The practitioner who wore that unique khaki robes represented Jiaodong County in the Daqin dynasty, and represented the hostess in the palace in Changling, but this one only took the most delicate in the flowers. A middle-aged man did not look at him, but he sneered coldly: "I have been practicing for the Daqin Dynasty for many years. This squadron is a child who follows me in the South, and I practiced it." I rarely participated in the dispute over the power of Changling. Even if my son Li Xixing did something wrong during his childhood, I banished him to the border."

"But he is my son after all, and he has been very good at the border, and even I am somewhat proud of it."

This middle-aged man is naturally only the Li Hou of the 13th Hou of the Daqin. After he paused, he turned around and looked at the yellow robes with his eyes. He put the flowers in his mouth. When chewed, his lips had a slight purple droplet falling down, leaving a trace of purple in the corner of his white lips, which was more shocking than blood, giving a strange feeling of alienation.

"I want to sharpen him, but I don't want him to die, but she set up a bureau at Uzbekistan. My son is missing. According to this military situation, he is dead. Now let me swing back to Changling, don't need it. Give me a confession?"

Listening to his cold and sardonic voice, the robes of the yellow robes hang their heads lower and appear more docile, but the tone of the response is slow and peaceful. "The Queen's maiden thinks that the characters like you are most concerned with the final The records left in the history books, she thinks that you are a big event for the informal, for the dynasty's merits, will not care too much about these."

"Is it?" Li Hou couldn't help but laugh.

"And she has already confessed to you, if it is for this dynasty must sacrifice." Huang Pao practitioners have already sensed his killing, the body slightly shivered, quickly said: "She has paid the same sacrifice as you."

Li Hou slightly stunned, and some of them immediately understood, "Fu Su?"

The yellow robe practitioner nodded.

The killing in the depths of Li Hou’s eyes slowly faded, but he turned to look at the black ones, and the brows were slightly provoked.

"The generals of the White General have done their best."

However, before he opened his mouth, the Huangpao practitioners have already said, "So your squadron is now the strongest army of my Daqin dynasty, and your refining method is derived from the past. Dynasty, it is best to deal with the practitioners. The Queen Empress knows that it is not enough for you, so she specifically told me to tell you that after the Shushan Jianzong is broken, you can choose some swords or swords first. Tell you that the generals of the White Generals were killed when they went to Donghu to take a handful of the swords of the Spiritual Swordsman, and the handed-out sword of the Lingxu Jianzong should be the strongest one in the world at this time. The sword fell into the hands of the nine dead silkworms. If the nine dead silkworms are finally killed, the sword is yours."

"Do you know that there is an old saying in the tribes on the Uzbek border?"

Li Hou said faintly: "The meat that has been eaten in the mouth is meat, otherwise the meat that comes to the basin in front of you is not meat."

"You don't need Shangshan Jianzong." Huang Pao practitioners seem to have expected him to say so, or that the Changling hostess in the depths of the palace already knew that Li Hou would say so, he was just a faithful statement. "You only need to send troops to surround half of Lushan, and not let some people of Lushan Jianzong go away. Someone else will go to Lushan Jianzong."

Li Hou’s eyes flashed fiercely and said: “Who will go up the mountain? Who else will lead the army to fight the sword?”

"Duo You Hou will be with you at the foot of the mountain."

Huang Pao practitioners should be convinced that: "As for going up the mountain... I don't know, but I must have arranged the Queen's own."

Li Hou took a deep breath and his brows were deeply wrinkled.

He thought about a lot of possibilities, but did not expect that Duo Houfu would assume such a role at this time.

He silenced the time of counting and then asked: "What will the Duo Houfu get?"

Huang Pao practitioners did not hesitate and quickly whispered: "Half off."

"Half-off", this is just a very simple word, but it makes Li Hou's hands twitch undetectable.

"Great handwriting."

Li Hou couldn't help but take another deep breath and then said this.

But when he heard the words he said in the air, he thought about every step that the Jiaodong County woman had gone through, but it seemed to be thrilling to the extreme, and every step of the hand was big and scary.

He stopped talking, and some tired of posing to the yellow robe practitioner, then went to the black company.

......

At the other end of Changling, an army is moving forward.

This army is completely different from the dark army in his sight, and all of them are fresh clothes and angry horses.

This army, which is fast moving to the sword of Mount Lushan, is wearing a bright red dress.

The armor is not made of metal. It is a unique leather armor, but there is also a unique rune on the leather. The rune is like a flame and flowers.

There is a rut in the center of the army, which is dragged by more than ten different animals.

At the center of the rut, a handsome man wearing the same red armor was sitting. His face was pale and his body was thin. However, his armor was carrying a lot of swords behind him. These swords were arranged in an orderly manner. Like a peacock, the screen is usually behind him.