In the reed marsh on the east bank of Xiangshui River, Fang Jie cautiously emerged from the water and looked around. After making sure there was no danger, he climbed ashore a little embarrassed and tired. Although Mu Xiaoyao has the ability to sense and Big Dog's nose can smell murderous aura, but after learning that there is a group of assassins in the world who can seal off all emotions, Fang Jie finally understands the importance of relying on Mu Xiaoyao and Big Dog. You may lose your life without knowing why.
Fang Jie climbed to the shore and lay in the grass, breathing heavily, like a monster who had just come from hell to the world, breathing the air greedily.
While lying on the ground to rest, he suddenly thought of a question.
He found that his luck was really outrageous. After arriving in this world, he was first inexplicably involved in a chase. Fifteen years later, he still didn't understand why those bald donkeys were so persistent in killing him. Daquan refused to say it, and Mu Xiaoyao also refused to say it. Even if he thought he was a genius, he couldn't reason out anything from such a clueless thing. Those bald donkeys and mad dogs have been chasing him for more than ten years, as if he had slept with all the women in the Buddhist sect in his previous life, and he was so bitter and resentful.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT of the Sui Dynasty But he became Li Xiaozong's scapegoat, and encountered ambushes one after another along the way. We were only halfway to the imperial capital, and I didn't know if I was destined to see the gate of the Martial Arts Academy.
But what Fang Jie had to admit was that the level of assassins in Sui Dynasty was really higher than those of those bald donkeys. If the people who had been chasing him for the past fifteen years could be like the assassins of the Great Sui Dynasty and sealed their emotions without letting them out, then he might have been killed before he was even an infant.
Therefore, Fang Jie engraved the words Qingya deeply in his heart.
¡°At the same time, I also remember the name Hou Wenji.
He lay down for a while to regain some strength, then sat up and looked at Mu Xiaoyao and Da Quan. So he was left speechless by the scene he saw.
Mu Xiaoyao was soaked to the skin and stood under a weeping willow shaking the water from her hair. The red dress clung to her body and outlined her almost perfect figure to the extreme. The red dress is close to the body, even faintly showing the original color of the skin. The plump and proudly erect breasts, the flat belly without a trace of fat, the round and perky buttocks under the slender and beautiful waist, and then the most eye-catching pair of beautiful legs are enough to make people's blood rush.
?Perhaps for the convenience of movement, the hem of this red dress has a high slit. She stood pretty by the tree, with one of her beautiful legs exposed from the red skirt. Fang Jie could see her almost to the top of her thigh. These are the most beautiful legs that Fang Jie has ever seen in his two lifetimes. It¡¯s true that if you gain more weight, you will lose weight and lose weight.
He even once thought dirtyly, if he had these legs wrapped around his waist, wouldn't it really make him want to die?
To be honest, Fang Jie put in a lot of effort to look away from Mu Xiaoyao. Although Mu Xiaoyao's face could not be said to be extremely beautiful, it was not as beautiful as some of the women in the Red Sleeve Moves. But her most deadly weapon is her figure. This scene at this moment can definitely kill any normal man in an instant.
For example, Fang Jie.
He looked at the high point that had been erect under his wet clothes, shook his head in annoyance and then forced himself to look at the big dog.
This method of diverting attention is indeed effective. After seeing the big dog, the fiery thing softened not long after.
That wretched guy in a leather robe was lying on the ground with the dying lamb in his hand. I don¡¯t know if this little sheep has practiced cultivation, but he is still alive after diving all the way. Fang Jie really admired the spirit of Big Dog, who would rather die than let go of the fat sheep he got, just as he had always felt that Big Big Wolf was worthy of respect in his previous life.
At this time, Da Quan turned over and sat up, looked at Fang Jie and asked seriously: "Would you like to eat roast lamb today?"
Fang Jie wanted to laugh, but in this situation he felt that he really shouldn't laugh.
Fenglindu is controlled by the Qingya people, so the Qingya people on the river bank may have already arranged people. If he hadn't thought of the idea of ??diving across the river by chewing reed stalks, he might have had to go far away to avoid Qingya's ambush.
"You can't light a fireWho knows if those guys with a sense of smell more sensitive than dogs will pounce on the fire immediately when they see the light."
He stood up, shook the water off his clothes and said: "Find a place to take a nap and hurry up in the dark. We can't go to Guanle City to meet up with Cui Luoshang and the others. I don't know if it will still be the three of us walking these thousands of miles in the future. "We depend on each other for our lives."
¡°It¡¯s okay if you can¡¯t.¡±
Mu Xiaoyao smoothed her hair behind her ears and said calmly: "From the beginningI don¡¯t think your two new friends can help you in any way. "
Fang Jie smiled and did not answer. He just shook his head and sighed: "I will have to walk on my own two legs from now on. There are still thousands of miles to go When I get to the imperial capital, won't my legs have to be smaller than the walking distance?" Sister Yao¡¯s legs are still beautiful?¡±
"Where to go?"
The big dog asked.
"If you want to take the official route, you have to think of a way to disguise yourself."
Fang Jie frowned, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Mu Xiaoyao lower his voice and say, "Quiet, there are many people coming from the southeast, including experts!"
The big dog sniffed and shook his head: "I don't have murderous intent."
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Just when Fang Jie and the others were hiding from the assassins in a panic, on an official road from Jiangnan to the imperial capital far away from them, a line of three gorgeous and noble-looking carriages were driving with hundreds of followers. marched northwestward under the escort.
These three carriages were painted bright red, with some strange lines and patterns drawn on them. The carriage was pulled by two very strong horses, and the speed was not slow but extremely stable. The most eye-catching thing about this carriage is that there are apricot-yellow flags on each side of the carriage, with mountains and views painted on the flags.
"And accompanying the three carriages to protect them was a team of a hundred people. The most shocking thing is that these people are obviously not imperial officers and soldiers, but each of them is riding a tall horse. For the Sui Dynasty, which was in short supply of war horses, this was simply an unimaginable thing.
You must know that war horses were extremely strictly controlled in the Sui Dynasty. Even wealthy families would strictly control the number of war horses they could own based on their grade.
The Sui Dynasty also raised horses, but they were never able to produce war horses comparable to the prairie cavalry. In terms of endurance, speed, and carrying capacity, none of the war horses bred from several horse farms in Sui Dynasty can compare with the horses of the grassland. This was also the most annoying thing about the Sui Emperor. His empire was large enough and vast, but he just couldn't cultivate good war horses. Just for this reason, the emperor even sent people to sneak into Meng Yuan to dig back some forage to see if the difference in food led to the difference in the physique of the war horses. Facts have proved that he thought too much.
Because of this, this team of more than a hundred people is particularly eye-catching.
The one hundred people riding horses were all Taoists wearing dark blue Taoist robes. Their hair is tied into a bun, with wooden hairpins inserted, and the Taoist robes are embroidered with Bagua diagrams. Each one of them has a slender figure and a solemn face. They all have long swords tied behind their backs, and red tassels are tied to the hilts of the long swords, so that the team It seems that there is a different kind of momentum in the majesty.
In the Sui Dynasty, there was only one Taoist temple where Taoists could use the apricot-yellow flag.
Only one Taoist temple can be equipped with 300 fine war horses.
Only the master of a Taoist temple is qualified to ride in the gorgeous red carriage.
These Taoists come from Yiqi Temple in Qingle Mountain.
¡°In the first carriage, sat Taoist Fengming, who was in the back mountain of Yiqiguan, supervising his disciples¡¯ cultivation. He is the second disciple of Xiao Zhenren, the master of Yiqi Temple. He is cold, arrogant and taciturn by nature. In Yiqi Temple, he has always been called Cold-faced Yama by his disciples behind his back. He has a clear division of labor with Taoist Heji, the great disciple of Master Xiao. He is only responsible for the practice of his disciples and does not care about the secular world. Taoist Heji, who is humble and yet tactful, is in charge of most affairs of the Taoist temple.
Taoist Fengming was riding alone in a carriage, but the carriage also contained many gifts that he planned to present to His Majesty the Emperor when he entered the imperial capital. Including a complete set of Xiao Zhenren's hand-written "Tao Zu Shuo", as well as new tea picked this year from the Yiguan Houshan Tea Garden. You must know that the clear dew tip of Qingle Mountain is more valuable than the ninth-grade lotus heart, and it is hard to find it.
Sitting in the second carriage was Master Xiao, who always looked solemn and dignified in front of outsiders. He wore a thick black Taoist robe and sat cross-legged with a whisk in his hand. He was also riding in a carriage alone. There were no gifts in the carriage, so the carriage seemed a little empty.
Master Xiao, who was sitting quietly, suddenly opened his eyes, and his face changed slightly, as if he had noticed something wrong. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but order outside the carriage: "I just accidentally realized a hint of the way of heaven, and I need to meditate on it. I am going to retreat in this carriage, and no one should disturb me until I leave the retreat!"
"yes!"
The people on the roadside outside the car responded neatly, and everyone¡¯s face was full of respect for the temple owner. They all sighed in their hearts that the temple master was indeed worthy of his status as the leader of the Dao Sect. Even while traveling, you can comprehend the way of heaven while sitting alone in a carriage. This is something that no one in the world can match.
They are proud to be disciples of Yiqi Temple and to have such a temple master.
And I heard that the Taoists outside agreed.After the sound, Master Xiao's expression immediately softened. He first threw aside the whisk in his hand, then hurriedly took off both boots and socks, took a look at his feet, and slowly He raised his right index finger and stared at it for a moment.
The next second, he inserted his index finger into the gap between his toes and rubbed it back and forth. While rubbing, he couldn't help but let out a very light moan. The intoxication on his face was truly ecstasy.
Twenty minutes later, he put on his socks and boots, returned to sitting upright, cleared his throat and said: "I have come out of seclusion, and I have realized another ray of divine power."
Everyone immediately admired him greatly.
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There were two women sitting in the third carriage. The two women did not sit next to each other, but sat opposite each other. One of them was wearing the green Taoist robe of a disciple of Yiqi Guan, and his long hair was tied up in a Taoist nun style and scattered around the back of his head. Her face was exquisite to the extreme, her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes were slightly curved upward. Small nose, red lips. The face shape is perfect and the face is as smooth as gel. Even if I stared at her face carefully for a whole day, I couldn't find a single flaw. And the more carefully I look at her, the more breathtakingly beautiful she becomes.
She just sat there with her eyes closed, as quiet as a lotus.
The woman sitting opposite her was also beautiful, but she was a little less elegant and more sassy than the woman dressed as a Taoist nun. She wore a red robe that was almost the same as Mu Xiaoyao, and looked as delicate as a flower. Just because of the cold unsheathed sword she held in her arms, she looked even more chilled than Mu Xiaoyao.
The woman holding the sword looked at the quiet woman and suddenly sighed softly: "Mo Ningzhi, have you always wanted to kill me?"
The woman named Ningzhi, whose skin was as thick as gelatin, slowly opened her eyes and looked at the woman holding the sword. After being silent for a while, she replied in a soft but serious tone: "Shen Qingshan, why haven't you ever thought of killing me? But I can't. You, and you can¡¯t kill me, so there¡¯s no point in thinking about these useless things.¡±
Shen Qingshan smiled and looked down at the long sword in his hand like a stream of autumn water: "Not necessarily. When I hate my so-called mission and want to live a new life, I will definitely Kill you."
Shen Qingshan thought for a while and said, "When I am strong enough that I don't need to be afraid of the person who gave me the mission."
Mo Ningzhi was silent for a while, then nodded and said seriously: "Okay Then I will try my best to become stronger than you before you are strong enough to kill me."