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Text Chapter 269 Sigh before closing, the fuse

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    "Deacon Cheng, look out for Junior Brother Wei from Chihu Camp to report the urgent news!" It was said that the group of cultivators from the Liangzhou Prefecture's Sacrifice Pavilion, Yu He and others were meditating with their eyes closed in the Tutu Temple outside Shuo City, when suddenly there was a line of yellow smoke coming from the ground.  He emerged and transformed into a monk with a fair and tender face.  This monk wore the same Kunlun Immortal Sect Taoist jade talisman as Du Banshan on his waist. When he saw Cheng Lun, he shouted loudly: "Three moments ago, a horn sounded from Hu Yi's front camp, 320 miles northwest of Luoyankou.  There was a sound, and a group of elite Chihu cavalry came straight to Luoyankou on horseback. Junior Brother Wei said that there was a suspected Chihu stranger in this group! " All the deacons of the Consecration Pavilion stopped and opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at Cheng Lun.  But before Cheng Lun could give the order, another ray of light suddenly fell into the Earth Temple, and what appeared was a cold-faced female cultivator who seemed to be twenty years old, holding an ancient sword with a four-foot copper sheath.  "Junior brother Cheng, something happened in Shuo City. The head of the Sima family, Sima Wenchi, with dozens of guards, is chasing four men and one woman. The four men being chased are dressed as the northwest garrison rangers.  , but they were talking nonsense, a woman who seemed to be from the Central Plains. Now they have left Shuocheng and rushed to Yankou Pass. "Dad?" Sima Yan shouted in surprise.  Everyone looked sideways.  Yu He and Du Banshan guessed the whole story with a roll of their eyes.  This was probably because Luo Huanyu took advantage of the chaos in Shunping Restaurant and came out to find the envoy Chihu. When she found the real owner, she was caught by Mr. Sima Wenchi who was behind.  So the Chihu envoy took Luo Huanyu and tried to break through the Luoyankou Pass and fled to the desert. Maybe a group of cavalry rushing out from Chihu's front camp three hundred miles away were the ones who came to meet them.  The only thing that surprised Yu He and Du Banshan was that the Chihu envoy was not hiding among the wealthy Chihu businessmen, but was disguised as four Ranger Colonels of the Northwestern Army of Great Yong. This really surprised everyone.  Everyone looked away.  Although Cheng Lun was not an archdeacon in the Liangzhou Prefecture's Enshrined Pavilion, he was also the leader of the foreign affairs deacons. He heard that a woman from the Central Plains brought something strange to Shuocheng to secretly meet with the Chihu envoy.  At this time, a group of people left Shuocheng and fled to the pass. The Chihu front camp, which had been stationary there, immediately made a movement, and anyone would think of it together.  Under the current situation, maybe what the ordinary woman brought to the Chihu envoy might not be some ordinary thing.  Shuocheng is the place Du Banshan is responsible for, but Cheng Lun and Du Banshan have never been eye-catching, so he has no intention of asking Du Banshan to find out.  What if the woman really brought something important and sent it back to the Liangzhou Mansion Enshrinement Pavilion? Wouldn't he just be able to read a copy of Du Banshan?  Cheng Lun calculated with his fingers that it was more than three hundred miles from Chihu's front camp to Luoyankou. Even if he drove faster, it would take an hour to arrive.  So he waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone, come with me to Luoyankou Pass and have a look. I don't know what the Sima family is up to. The front camp of the Chihu Cavalry has already reached three hundred miles away. They haven't yet  Stay safe and stay safe, and don't cause trouble here! Once we have dispersed this group of martial arts people who are afraid of chaos in the world, we will see what the purpose of that group of red Hu cavalry is really mixed in, trying to use the Hu Yi monster.  If the scourge of magic falls on Yankou Xiongguan, then we, the deacons of the Consecration Pavilion, must eliminate demons and defend the way, and take the lead!" Most of the disciples of the deacons of the Consecration Pavilion who followed Cheng Lun are young monks at the level of Huandan.  He was so full of energy that he didn't dare to stand up to the notorious Wei Lao Mo before, so he held back a breath of sulk and had no place to vent his anger. This time when he heard that he was going to fight against the Hu Yi people and strangers, everyone was gearing up and the crowd was excited.  A group of deacon disciples suddenly agreed, Cheng Lun took the lead, followed closely by a dozen people, each using magic weapons and Taoist techniques, setting up a colorful escaping light and flying straight towards Luoyankou.  Sima Yan sighed quietly and looked at Senior Brother Banshan beside him.  Du Banshan smiled gently and said: "Junior sister, why do you need to be on the same level as these Taoist dandies? Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is 'lest the world is not in chaos'! Why don't you follow me to Luoyankou to help your father?" "Little  What Du said makes sense!" Yu He clapped his hands and walked over and said with a smile, "Hurry up and catch up, don't miss the show soon. It's okay for Luo Huanyu to follow the Chihu Barbarian. Isn't it a good thing for your eldest brother?  Are you thinking about it?" Yu He's words struck a chord in Sima Yan's heart. She turned from worry to joy and smiled at Yu He: "It's thanks to Master Yu's good words!"  Showing his magical powers, he chased Cheng Lun and the others toward Luoyankou.  Shuocheng is only fifty miles away from Luoyankou, and all the way there is a solid loess official road, and horses can run on it with four hooves flying.  There were five people and four horses escaping in front.  The five people on the horse were all disheveled, and the horses were not saddled and bridleed. Luo Huanyu was wearing a moon-white tunic and was riding with the leading captain.  At this time, this Central Plains martial arts flowerThe famous thorn rose is like a young daughter-in-law who has eloped with her beloved brother. A pair of jade-like arms tightly hug the waist of the man in front of her, and her exquisite and graceful body is bumping up and down with the galloping horse.  Luo Meiren was panting heavily, her eyes were watery, and her face was still flushed.  Behind them, hundreds of feet away, the sound of the hooves of dozens of Sima's horsemen was like thunder, and smoke was billowing up.  There was a horse riding in hot pursuit, and a middle-aged man on the saddle looked ashen and furious.  He held the reins tightly in one hand, held a five-foot iron bow in the other, and held three eagle-feather chasing arrows in his mouth. Could it be that he was Sima Sheng, the eldest son of the Sima family?  Why is this affectionate Uncle Sima so angry who would not marry anyone other than Luo Huanyu?  It turns out that old Mr. Sima Wenchi heard that something big happened in Shunping Tower, so he summoned two guests to accompany him and hurriedly went to investigate.  Sima Sheng was thinking about Luo Huanyu who was hiding in the jingshe in the south, and insisted on following him, so the four of them hurriedly and slowly arrived at Shunping Tower.  Shopkeeper Lao Kang in the restaurant in front was so frightened by the momentum upstairs that he finally recovered. While calling the Sima family's guards to block the street, he personally led people upstairs to clean up the mess.  In fact, there is no endgame. Under the palm of Old Devil Wei, the entire second floor was reduced to nothing. It was just a matter of clearing away the debris and planning to build a new floor of the pavilion.  As soon as Mr. Sima Wenchi arrived at the old street, he was busy asking shopkeeper Lao Kang what happened, and the two of them started talking with each other.  Sima Sheng was worried and took the time to run towards the back courtyard.  He went straight to the monastery in the south. The secret whistles outside the house were all tapped, and the wooden doors of the four monasteries in a row were all wide open.  There was no one in the rooms on the left and right; in the room of Sima Yan's personal maid, there was a pool of blood on the floor and the bed was in a mess. It seemed that someone had done something in the room; and the monastery where Luo Huanyu himself was hiding had also been disturbed.  , but no traces of the fight were found.  Sima Sheng thought something happened to Luo Huanyu, so he rushed out of the room and flew towards the yard of the wealthy Chihu merchants.  But there was no one in the small courtyard, and the rich Chihu businessmen had long been scared away by the strange noise coming from the front.  So Sima Sheng turned around and wanted to go back to the front restaurant to find a Sima family guard for questioning.  But when he passed by the small building where the Northwest Military Academy lieutenants lived, he heard some strange and unexpected noises.  Uncle Sima sneaked up to the small building and found the room where the strange noise came from. He broke the window paper and looked inside. What he saw made Uncle Sima so angry that he was like a three-corpse god and five spirits leapt into the sky!  Three big men sat cross-legged on the ground, their upper bodies naked, revealing their strong muscles.  These men all have strange black and white tattoos tattooed on their backs. They look neither like pictorial characters nor talismans. They look very strange.  There were two men, one on the left and one on the right, holding in their hands a piece of yellow bamboo that was two feet long and as thick as a fist. It looked like a hookah smoked by wealthy people.  The two men put their mouths against one end of the bamboo tube and kept blowing air into it. There was a dull sound of gurgling from the yellow bamboo tube, and clouds of red smoke came out from the other end.  The man sitting in the middle was holding a brocade handkerchief in his hand. He spoke a smooth Chinese Mandarin and was reciting the words written on the brocade handkerchief in a slow and solemn tone.  Just looking at these three shirtless men, others thought they were performing some kind of ritual.  But on the bed opposite these three people, there was a naked man and woman rolling.  The limbs were intertwined with each other. The man closed his eyes and frowned, panting like an ox, with hot sweat rolling down his body, as if he was enjoying it extremely.  The skin of the woman under him was red all over, her breath was like blue, she was moaning like weeping, and her face looked like pain and happiness.  Sima Sheng's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't recognize the man, but the woman was Luo Huanyu who fascinated him.  With a loud "bang", the angry Uncle Sima smashed the wooden door of the room into pieces with his hand, drew his sword and rushed in.  The three shirtless men in the room jumped up and surrounded Sima Sheng.  Uncle Sima did not expect that with his decades of hard training in internal martial arts, his increased aura when angry, and his sharp blade in hand, he would be at a disadvantage by these three big men in less than ten moves.  The kung fu used by these three men combines the martial arts of the Central Plains and the close combat techniques from the barbarian lands. It is confusing and difficult to resist.  After barely fighting for twenty or thirty moves, the man on the bed and Luo Huanyu threw on their clothes and stood up. The man had a fierce look in his eyes and shouted several times in nonsense, as if he wanted to join the battle group.  Uncle Sima's heart sank, but Mr. Sima Wenchi arrived just in time with two masters of guest service and dozens of guards.  Seeing that there were so many people here, the four men took Luo Huanyu and broke through the floor, snatched their horses from the stables, rushed away from the guards on the street, and all the way out of Shuocheng, fled towards the Luoyankou checkpoint.  Sima Sheng's eyes were red, as if possessed by a evil star, and he chased after him even as he lost his life. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ???Old man Wen Chi followed Sima Sheng with dozens of people. Not only was there no anger on the old man's face, there was also a smile on his lips.  He knew in his heart that this was the battle that would change his eldest son. Once he killed Luo Huanyu with his own hands and saw through the truth that beauty brings disaster, he could safely hand over the position of head of the next generation of the Sima family to Sima.  Sheng's hand.  The two groups of people chased and escaped, and after a short while along the loess official road, they arrived at Luoyankou Pass.  The gate of Xiongguan is locked, like a wall of despair, lying on the edge of the desert.  The city walls were filled with archers from the Northwestern Dayong garrison with bows and arrows in hand. The densely packed arrow clusters shot out with cold light, aiming at the four men and one woman on horseback.  The Hu Yi man who was riding with Luo Huanyu waved a token and shouted loudly to the defenders to open the city gate.  But an iron arrow flew from the city wall, with a sharp "choking" sound, and shot through the token.  "You Hu Yi spies, pretending to be my Dayong captain, are already guilty of death! Trying to break through the border is aggravated! You will die for trying to steal my Dayong secret treasure! Today you will dismount and commit suicide. I can leave you and your body intact.  The corpse will be hung in front of the pass for ten days. If you resist even a little, you will have a taste of being pierced by thousands of arrows. " Standing proudly on the wall was a man with a curly beard who was hiding seven feet high. His red cloak was flying fiercely.  Wearing a helmet with red tassels from the blazing sun, chainmail armor, a lion's head silver belt buckled at the waist, holding a three-foot-three carved silver bow, stepping on a butt of arrows, and shouting loudly downwards.  Mr. Sima Wenchi and his guards formed a semi-circle, blocking the way back.  He bowed his hands to the generals on the top of the city and laughed loudly: "Old man Zhou, you have to give me half of the credit for this contribution!"  Sir, please stop fussing with me!" The general raised his hand and returned the salute.  It seemed that Mr. Sima Wenchi had already sent a message to him. The military governor, Zhou Laosan, had already set up heavy troops to guard Luoyankou Pass, just waiting for the prey to hit him.  Seeing more and more heavy-armored crossbowmen pouring out around him, the Chihu envoy disguised as the Lieutenant of the Northwestern Military Academy of Dayong also showed a panicked look.  The leader raised his head to the sky and shouted in nonsense for a long time, but except for the sound of geese and the howling wind across the sky, there was no reply.  General Zhou put his hands on his hips and said with a smile: "Hu Yi barbarian, when he is about to die, he still knows how to read a memorial to himself, how interesting it is!" "No, he is calling the Chi Hu master who came to help him to show up."  The proud voice sounded next to Zhou Laosan.  Seven or eight deacon disciples from the Liangzhou Prefecture's Consecration Pavilion showed up. The leader, Cheng Lun, raised his palm and saluted Zhou Laosan, the general guarding the gate, and said, "Cheng Lun has seen General Zhou. An hour later, Hu Yi troops came to the city and looked at the general.  Show off your power and defeat the enemy." Zhou Laosan grinned and said, "I'd like to ask the Immortal Master for some advice. The gate at Luoyankou is impregnable. Fifty thousand brothers are sharpening their swords, so those red-haired barbarians will never come back." Cheng Lun smiled and hoped that the enemy would be defeated.  The Chihu envoy standing under the city wall shouted: "All the elites from the Liangzhou Prefecture's Consecration Pavilion are here. Those who come to meet you will be taken care of by ten of my colleagues. You don't have to worry about them. Anyone who dares to invade our Jiuzhou,  Their bones will definitely be buried in the vast desert." Yu He, Du Banshan and Sima Yan also appeared on the top of the Luoyankou city wall.  Sima Yan looked at the situation under the city wall, his body trembled slightly, he grabbed Du Banshan's sleeves tightly, hid behind his senior brother, and sobbed slightly, but did not say a word.  "Is there another hour?" Zhou Laosan sneered at the city wall, "Should you cut off the road first? Or should I teach my family to capture you alive and nail you to the city wall, so that you can watch those who come to rescue you?  How can he die and howl at Luoyan Pass? "The Chihu secret envoy's face was pale, and his whole body had bulging veins, as if he was about to fight against a trapped beast.  He waved his arm and threw Luo Huanyu off the horse. He turned his hand and drew out the three-foot saber, turned the horse's head, turned around and charged towards Sima Sheng behind him.  Uncle Sima had already been ready to attack. When he saw the man turning around to kill him, he immediately put down the bow and arrows in his hand, reached out his arm and pressed the spring to draw out his sword, and clapped his horse to meet him.  Mr. Sima Wenchi frowned. He was a little worried about his eldest son.  This Chihu envoy has very strong and strange kung fu, and he is not afraid of death when fighting against trapped beasts. If Sima Sheng has two shortcomings, the gain will not be worth the loss.  The old man drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the red-hued messenger from a distance, thinking that as soon as Sima Sheng showed his defeat, he would shoot an arrow immediately and kill the barbarian.  Sima Yan on the wall knew what his father was thinking. When his eldest brother and the red-hued messenger were about ten feet away from each other, Sima Yan stretched out his finger and a stream of invisible energy flew out, hitting the red-hued messenger on the back of his head.  Although Sima Yan's cultivation was shallow, the Taoism of the Kunlun Immortal Sect was extraordinary after all. The Chihu envoy felt as if he had been hit hard by a big hammer on the back of his head, his ears were buzzing, and his vision went dark.  The world is spinning, the horse in handThe sword also lost all its strength.  Sima Sheng swept through thousands of troops with one move, and his sword made a sharp arc.  The two riders passed by each other, and the Chihu messenger felt a chill in his chest and abdomen. His upper body flew up and flipped several times, spilling a waterfall of blood all over the sky. The corpse fell to the ground and twisted.  At the moment when he was unconscious, Sima Sheng had cut him in half with a hateful sword, and the horse ran away carrying the lower half of the corpse, which was bleeding like a fountain.  Uncle Sima was covered in blood, but he turned the horse's head, raised its hoof, and trampled the Hu Yi man who was struggling for his life on the ground until his brains burst.  Having wiped out the hatred in his heart, Sima Sheng was filled with joy and couldn't help but press his sword and scream.  When the remaining three Chihu envoys saw that their leader had been killed, they all looked like crazy. They all drew their sabers and rushed towards Sima Sheng.  But there was a dense trembling of bowstrings all around, and the sound of "thumping" of gold and iron into the flesh could not be heard. The three Red Hu emissaries just moved, and they were immediately pierced by thousands of arrows, and their bodies were shot like blood hedgehogs.  Cheng Lun waved his hand, and a brocade handkerchief flew out from the belt of the leader of the Chihu envoy and fell into his palm. The brocade handkerchief contained an article of more than a thousand words written on it, and there was also a brocade handkerchief wrapped in it.  A green pill.  Cheng Lun glanced at the spell on the brocade handkerchief, then picked up the pill and sniffed it.  He raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and with a slight turn of his fingers, he put the pill into his sleeve.  When Yu He saw Cheng Lun put away the elixir, his stomach laughed.  "Girl's Yin Cauldron Technique?" Cheng Lun looked at Luo Huanyu who was kneeling on the ground with disgust, "You expect to find a red-bearded barbarian to practice this technique with you? Ridiculous, really ridiculous!" Luo Huanyu raised his head,  He smiled sadly and said: "I'm ridiculous! I have no spiritual roots, and I can't practice kung fu well. A weak woman wandering in the rivers and lakes just wants to find a shade of a tree to live in. Is this ridiculous? I don't have a prominent background.  I am just a commoner woman. The princes and grandsons of Dingyang in Kyoto always turned against me. Even a low-class maid in the palace dared to call me a bitch. I tried all my methods, but I was still kicked out of Dingyang.  City. Someone told me that as long as I send this thing to Shuocheng, I can become the wife of the prince of Chihu Kingdom, and practice with the man according to the skills on this brocade handkerchief, then this man will love me for the rest of his life.  I will never give up and obey my orders. For a woman like me, this is a life-saving straw. I am ridiculous, but I have no choice." Luo Huanyu looked at the bloody half of the corpse on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "  This man is one of the princes of the Chihu Kingdom. According to Dayong, he is a son of King Chihu. Now that he has died like this, I have nothing to think about.  If any of you give me an arrow, let me die too." After saying that, Luo Huanyu stood up and looked at the sword in Sima Sheng's hand, as if he was expecting that sword to free him.  Sima Sheng glared at Luo Huanyu angrily and gritted his teeth.  He took a deep breath, got off his horse, and walked towards Luo Huanyu with the bloody sword in hand.  But Sima Sheng only took two steps when he suddenly heard someone on the city wall shouting: "Be careful!" A strange light flashed on the city wall, and the monks in the Liangzhou Prefecture's Consecration Pavilion simultaneously sacrificed their magic weapons to protect themselves.  Suddenly there was a muffled sound of a leather drum beating in the distance, very high up in the sky, and a misty light fell straight down, hitting Luo Huanyu's top door impartially.  Looking at Luo Huanyu kneeling on the ground, the flesh and blood body turned into a gray-white stone sculpture.  Then starting from the top of her head, the skin and flesh that turned into rocks peeled off and shattered into fine grains of sand, quickly sliding to the ground, like a sand sculpture blown by the breeze. After just a few breaths, the whole person from head to toe turned into  A puddle of fine gray sand.  The loud nonsense coming from the sky seemed to be the announcement of invisible gods.  Cheng Lun asked Zhou Laosan what it meant. General Zhou laughed "hehe" and sighed: "It means that we killed the beloved son of the king of Chihu. This time there will be a bloody battle between the two countries. Those  Hu Yi barbarians now know how to find a justifiable excuse for provoking a war."
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