"In the spring of the ninetieth century, a shuttle is thrown, drinking wine and singing before the flowers; how many days can the flowers bloom on the branches, and how much can life be in the world?"
Climb high and look far, with a wide view.
The petals of flowers flying in the wind all over the mountain are colorful. In this situation, Guo fan can''t help but think of the half que poem he heard when.
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking around, you can see the mountains as green and flowers all over the slope. The scenery is absolutely beautiful.
From a distance, the rivers are like curves, winding and circling on the earth, and finally disappear at the junction of heaven and earth.
His eyesight is amazing. He can even see the yellow sand Gobi in the distance, which makes the sky change color.
"Climb the peak and look at your hometown. The yellow sand is thousands of miles long..."
"Hometown?"
Guo fan sighed with melancholy.
However, he was determined after all. At that moment, he shook his head gently, took back his eyes and fell on a hurried figure in the mountains and forests.
"Guard master!"
"No, you should be called Master Zhu. The Wei family originally came from the Zhu family of the previous dynasty. Your Zhu family always wanted to restore the country. No wonder they were killed by King Jing."
Above the dense forest.
With his hands on his back and feet on the breeze, Guo fan leaped forward and crossed five or six feet in one step.
"You can''t escape!"
"It''s useless even if you escape to the ends of the earth. What''s more, Master Zhu, you are seriously injured now."
His voice is soothing and his face is indifferent. If he doesn''t listen, I''m afraid no one knows he''s chasing someone.
"Hum!"
The demon sect leader snorted softly.
Although she knew that she could not hold on for long, she still urged her true anger and ran away. She didn''t even dare to say a word more.
The magic nine changes are fully displayed, and the body shape of the master of the magic door is like a white virtual shadow, flashing constantly.
Every flash is a place of tens of feet, which is faster than Guo fan!
"Why?"
Guo fan shook his head gently: "with the current situation of Zhu menzhu, there is still some vitality after a struggle."
"Escape..."
His eyes moved and said, "is it difficult? Lord Zhu thinks that someone in front can save you?"
"Oh..."
Smile gently, but it''s not urgent.
When the lower body shakes, it falls behind the demon door master.
When the mountain wind blew across my face, the two figures went up and down, one before and one after, and soared towards the distant valley.
The demon sect leader should be old, but his face is charming and shows the charm of a mature woman.
Wearing light gauze, you can see white and tender skin and slender legs. Although you are trying to escape, your posture is still beautiful.
Guo fan is wearing armor and walking with his hands down. Due to repeated wars, his helmet has been damaged and has been taken off. His long hair is flying in the wind.
He has a handsome face and a tall and straight posture, but he does well. He is like stepping on the breeze to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
But the killing in my heart locks the beautiful shadow in front of me.
"Shua!"
The valley mouth was overgrown with weeds. The master of the magic gate jumped past without touching the ground. His breath was disordered, and his expression was slightly relaxed.
"Is this where you''re coming?"
Guo fan came with his hands down and lightly touched the branches and leaves under his feet. He was floating like an immortal. He was two breaths away from each other and disappeared into the valley.
"Flying flowers on the river, zuojing mountain!"
On the rocks in the distance, there stood a man with a burly figure, a little white temples, and a huge sword inserted on his side.
Mingming has a strong body and huge weapons around him.
But the first feeling of this man is that he is light and flexible, like a gust of wind can play. It is the mountain on the left of the flying flowers on the river.
This is what he looked at. A sense of sword, which was only possessed by congenital experts, also fell on Guo fan.
Guo fan stopped: "last time you escaped, today you dare to show up!"
"Why not?"
Zuo Jingshan sneered: "when I became famous in my early years, even if you were still in your womb!"
"OK."
Guo fan nodded: "you are a senior expert with high virtue and high reputation, but why set up so many people here?"
As he looked around, the figures in every corner of the valley shook, and the Cao Gang and Jianghu Xiake holding bows and crossbows showed up one after another.
A rough count, no less than 100 people!
All kinds of bows, crossbows and arrows lock Guo fan from a distance.
"Hum!"
Zuojing mountain Leng hum: "anyway, I will take your life today to comfort the Cao Gang brothers who lost their lives these days."
"You devil, you have killed countless people. Zuo has been a water bandit for half his life. Today he also acts on behalf of heaven!"
"Pa... Pa..."
Guo fan flicks with both palms.
"Well said."
"It''s just that Ben Hou doesn''t look down on them, but these people want to leave Ben Hou. I''m afraid it''s a dream!"
"If you add me!"
The roar came from above like thunder.
However, seeing the Figure shaking above, one person walked with a knife, took a few steps, and came close after a few steps.
The man has a square face, strict bearing, no anger and self threat in his eyes, and the intention of the knife is condensed and vigorous.
The power is a little stronger than zuojing mountain.
It''s the South China Sea sword king he Zifang!
"He Dao Wang."
Guo fan''s eyes moved: "you didn''t stay with your men. Is this going to give up your family business all your life?"
He Zifang''s army is now trapped in a corner by the officers and soldiers and is in danger. He even came here.
"The Marquis was fascinated by his troops, and he admired them."
He arched his hand at Guo fan in a distant distance and said in a stuffy voice, "but fighting with the Marquis several times makes he understand."
"Shoot people first, shoot horses, catch thieves first, catch the king. Without the Marquis, no matter how afraid the officers and soldiers are, it will be difficult to achieve great things!"
"Oh..."
Guo fan shook his head: "sure enough, people will destroy themselves, and then people will destroy themselves."
"I wanted to fight with you on the battlefield and give you the last ride, but you wanted to die. It''s a pity."
"Zheng..."
He Zifang''s long knife behind his back is windless and automatic. The sound of the knife is clanking, with a strong sense of war.
"I''m about to learn from the marquis."
"What do you have to say to him?"
On the hillside, someone shouted: "everyone can kill this evil spirit, and there is no need to talk about the rules of the Jianghu."
"Die!"
"Shua!"
The sound falls.
A feather arrow is shot from here. It''s as powerful as electricity. It''s amazing. It''s obvious that the strong bow is stronger.
"Oh..."
Guo fan drinks lightly in his mouth and gently pushes it with one hand. His movements are comfortable and soothing, just like clouds and flowing water.
His expression was indifferent, and his eyes showed a charming style. In the eyes of some women in the scene, he was full of charm.
This appearance and action clearly look extremely weak and pitiful, but there is a ruthless man who is decisive in killing and bloodthirsty. He is really a demon!
"Da!"
When the feather arrow was touched, it immediately turned its direction, and its strength was also released.
Guo fan''s hair trembled behind his back, wrapped the arrow in an instant, moved gently, and fell into his palm.
"Toxic?"
Guo fan''s mouth was smiling and seemed indifferent.
"The next three indiscriminate means."
The sound fell and the arm shook.
"Shua!"
The arrow returned in the same way at a faster speed. The man above had not returned to his mind, but had been shot in his chest.
"Er..."
The man swayed and fell from a high place.
"Do it!"
Flying flowers on the river changed their complexion and drank suddenly.