[YeCheng]

In the old days, there was only a delicate and frail old man left in the palace. After about half a watch, the girl in the palace costume came out of the room, carrying a big bundle in one hand and a bright blue jade sword more than a foot long and four fingers wide in the other. She presented it to Wu Jiguang, saying, "I have nothing to repay the righteousness of a strong man. I'll give you this heirloom jade sword." "How can this be done?" Jiguang declined. The girl in palace costume smiled sadly and said, "The sword is given to the martyr, and the pink is given to the beautiful woman. The strong man has this sharp weapon, which is just right for use." Jiguang took the five swords and said with a sneer, "This ornament is broken at a touch. It's a sharp weapon." With a flick of his finger, there was a clanging sound, but it was unusually hard. At that time, he had no time to take a closer look. He casually inserted himself into his waist and said, "Master of the palace, are you leaving now?" With a wry smile, the girl in the palace costume said, "Mo Danfeng, the girl in trouble, please don't call me the master of the palace any more." Jiguang nodded silently, supported her, and walked slowly outside the door. The old people had already hitched up the carriage for them. It was a very luxurious and exquisite car, with two horses on it, and it was quite strong. Holding the master of the palace and sitting in the carriage, the old man nagged and exhorted him again. Just then, he threw his long whip, clapped it, and beat Ma Dengcheng. Peter said Wu Jiguang drove out of the city, followed the official road north, less than dozens of miles, has found traces of the enemy, but he is now determined to cross the Rubicon,endless pool factory, is still ignored, continue to rush forward. Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of hooves. Two fine horses galloped from behind, brushed the shaft of the chariot, and flashed past. Sitting on the horse were two Jianghu men with swords. Their eyes were shining. They glanced at the palace master in the chariot. Suddenly, their faces were startled. They clipped the horse's belly and galloped away. As soon as Jiguang saw this, he was surprised and thought to himself, "I'm afraid it's hard to save the enemy." But at the moment he was advancing without retreating, with a violent whip-shaking, clapping the ground, a long hiss from the two horses, eight hooves flying,endless swim spa, and a steep increase in speed. So it was time to have a meal, and he had come to a low mountain with dense trees. He looked around and saw that it was extremely desolate. Jiguang secretly touched the sword on his waist, the long whip-roll, clap: clap! There were two more whips, and he thought to himself, "As long as you rush through this barren forest, there will be human beings in front of you. Suddenly, there was a burst of wild laughter in the forest. More than a dozen fast horses rushed out. They laughed wildly and said," Boy, with your virtue, you have become a flower protector. Today you accept your fate! " Startled, Jiguang jerked the horse back. The horse was running in a hurry. He jerked it back, hissed, and roared. The man stood up, pedaled, pedaled, and retreated seven or eight steps before the momentum was removed. Fortunately, the road was wide and the car was not overturned. By this time, more than a dozen horses had come to ride, and they were already open on all sides. A lean old man with a dry tobacco pole in his hand pointed to him with his pipe and said in a ferocious voice, "Waer, outdoor whirlpool ,China spa factory, which school are you from? You dare to hurt the three rats in southern Sichuan under the banner of the five ghosts in central Sichuan, and rob the daughter of the old thief Mo. Ha ha, I say you!"! I don't know whether to live or die! Jiguang clenched his lips, squinted at him, unsheathed his sword, and stood up from the wheel, his eyes shining at the group of murderers who were ready to move around. The old man burst out laughing and said, "If you leave her now, maybe you can save the life of the ant. If you try to resist, you'll die even faster." Jiguang's long sword shook and roared, "It's not certain whether you will die or I will live." The old man laughed ferociously, waved his pipe, and was about to launch an offensive. The two Jianghu men he had met on the way suddenly came to the old man's ear and said a few words. The old man was surprised on the steep ground, flashing a pair of mouse eyes, and glanced nervously at the fragrant car in which the palace master was riding. With a sudden wave of his hand, he gave a light shout: "Retreat!" Chagrin with turn the horse's head, ran away in vain. A sudden storm finally disappeared, and Jiguang breathed out lightly and returned his sword to its scabbard. Suddenly, he thought just now this group of people clearly want to launch an offensive, why looked at the fragrant car, even if receded, is there anything strange above the fragrant car? Thinking of this, I couldn't help looking at the fragrant car carefully. There was nothing in the car except two bright red roses, one on the left and one on the right, which were rather dazzling.
At that time, he ignored it and continued to drive forward. From then on, along the way, no one found the five ghosts in Sichuan, and no one embarrassed him. However, as soon as the fragrant car entered Jingxiang Avenue, the situation suddenly felt a little strange. Every day, it seemed that someone was secretly spying on the fragrant car. However, no matter how much you paid attention to it, you could not find out who the person was. Jiguang can not help but panic. He has self-knowledge, if these people secretly want to attack the palace master, he is absolutely unable to resist, although his heart is uneasy, but dare not reveal these things to the palace master. For three days in a row, the situation was getting more and more tense, and almost all of them were being watched in secret. This invisible threat was even more painful than the face-to-face killing with real knives and guns. Almost day and night, Jiguang did not dare to cross his eyelashes, but he hoped to arrive in the capital as soon as possible and unload the heavy burden. Cars and horses are rustling. The journey has gradually approached the capital, and the crisis is imminent. One day, he was about to cross a wild hill and go to a market town in front of him to have a rest. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and dozens of Wulin high-rollers appeared on the wild hill. But this group of people are by no means like ordinary wild heroes, one by one with calm manners, graceful expressions, hatred, morality, handsome and elegant Wensheng, and powerful and magnificent martial arts masters, who put a chaotic hill into a very short moment of life and death. However, he was surprisingly calm at the moment. He jerked the reins, reined in the horse, and stood on the shaft of the chariot, waiting for change. Because he just came out of Jianghu, he knew very little about Jianghu people. Although these people include Shaolin Huikong Zen Master, Nanhai Miaoyin Abbess, Taiji Sword Chen Yu, Iron Palm Zhen Sanxiang Yue Zhongyang, Moyun Swordsman Murong Zhen, Xiaoxiang Feather Scholar, Hot Hand Scholar and so on, all of them are the top masters in the martial arts world, he still thinks that they are the pawns of the five ghosts in Sichuan. A group of people, their eyes shining brightly, looked at the fragrant car in which Mo Danfeng was sitting for a while. Suddenly,jacuzzi bath spa, their iron palms shook Sanxiang Yue Zhongyang and they shouted, "Yes, that's right. Those two roses are the best mark of the witch." &290; monalisa.com