Strengthening starts from the county magistrate

Chapter 158 Want to go home for the New Year?Sorry, impossible! (44 more)
The days passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it will be the Chinese New Year.

This year's Fengjiang is decorated with lights, fireworks and firecrackers, and the streets and alleys are no longer bleak.

Cao Zhengxiang cooked a large table of dishes and a large pot of dumplings.

Gu Sanyue and Xin Fan were wearing big red coats, and came rushing over to pay New Year's greetings.

Then came the link of giving lucky money.

Cao Zhengxiang looked at it with a smile, and took out two red envelopes from his sleeve, which contained copper coins and broken silver.

"It's mine and my lord's. I'll give it to you together. It's a lot of money, so save it."

Gu Sanyue and Xin Fan happily took over.

Xin Fan squeezed it, his eyes were full of joy: "It's more than what my mother gave me, you deserve to be an official."

"Master." Gu Sanyue asked strangely: "Where did Shen Mu take Tie Niu and Zhao Taiji? Didn't you come back for dinner during the Chinese New Year?"

Cao Zhengxiang looked at the dumplings in the pot, and then at the sky.

"Come on, come back soon."

...

...

Outside Fengjiang City, there is a patch of white awns.

The heavy snow was more intense outside the city.

Those who are not familiar with the boundaries of the frontier may not be able to find out where the only way to the Guandao Pavilion is.

Two men in white walked side by side, with long swords behind their backs, and their steps were fast.

Judging from their expressions, they seem to be preoccupied, always paying attention to whether there are people around them spying on their whereabouts.

Suddenly, a person sat up in the snowdrift directly in front of him.

Disgraced and disheveled.

It's just that there is a worn-out long knife between his arms, and he looks a little impatient.

"How come?"

The two men were taken aback when they heard the words, then their expressions became tense, and their long swords were unsheathed.

"Who are you?" one of the men asked.

The man with the knife twitched his lips: "Damn, after staying in Fengjiang City for so long, I don't even know me, Zhao Kuai? How did you get along?"

The two men frowned and looked at each other, as if they had made a decision.

Then I saw the two walking separately, one came to kill with a sword, while the other wanted to flee in another direction with the sword.

Zhao Taiji yawned, and glanced at the long sword that was attacking him, a little impatient.

"For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, I'll just wait for Lao Cao's meal of dumpling wine. If you mess up today and spoil my interest, see if I won't chop you into dumpling stuffing."

The voice just fell.

The long sword came in an instant.

The cold light was sharp, and the sword light was murderous, piercing his heart.

"Tch, is the sword mound of the Helan Sword Sect no longer cared about? I remember that the swords of Helan Mountain were not so rubbish."

At this moment, Zhao Taiji had finished speaking.

But the tip of the sword still failed to pierce his chest, as if it touched a hard rock, and remained motionless.

This scene was very strange, and the sword repair man was shocked.

But it hasn't waited for the next move to be adjusted.

A head and a body fell from the sky respectively.

fell right in front of him.

It was the companion who escaped from another direction just now.

"Brother!" The man was shocked, and then looked at the sloppy man in front of him in horror.

How did you die?

There seemed to be no one else around but him.

Just as he was thinking, the rusty long knife fell from the sky at some point and returned to its sheath.

"!!!"

A flying knife?

The sword repair man's face was dull, and he was so stiff that he didn't dare to move half a step!

It was so fast, so fast that I couldn't even see when the broken knife was unsheathed.

I have only heard that Feijian is the fastest.

But this is the first time in my life that the official sword is faster than the sword.

Do not!
It seems that in Yanyunzhou, one of the sixteen counties who fought all the year round used a knife like this!
The man's heart has been cold to the bottom.

But I still want to know why.

"You... who are you? We have no enmity with you!"

Zhao Taiji squinted his eyes, held a long knife, and tucked his hands in his sleeves, as if he was very cold. "Stop talking nonsense, if you die, let me help you."

"..." The corner of the man's mouth moved slightly, his whole body trembling.

But after a long time, he suddenly laughed.

"Haha, you guys can't get away from that much. If you want to kill them, kill them. The others have already gone back, so you can't catch them."

"Finished?" Zhao Taiji stomped his feet: "You can die after you finish."

The voice just fell.

Zhao Taiji disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the sword repair man.

As for the sword repair man, his body was divided into two halves.

...

...

Tens of miles to the east of Fengjiang City, there is a small piece of dense forest.

In the direction of Yuncang Port, here is a shortcut.

The old ox cart parked quietly by the side of the road, and the simple and honest man was carefully feeding with dry grass in his hand.

The Taoist priest in the car was very curious, and finally couldn't help asking.

"My lord, it's not auspicious to kill someone during the Chinese New Year."

Shen Mu looked at him, then looked at the deserted direction in the distance, and smiled lightly.

"If someone wants to kill you, will you give him a chance to go home for the New Year?"

Qi Beifeng has a strange expression: "Unless I'm a fool, I definitely won't. Letting the enemy go home for the New Year is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Unless the fate of the person who does this kind of thing is strong enough, there is no hope in this life." .”

Shen Mu was amused, patted Xi Beifeng on the shoulder, and then looked over there again with disdain in his eyes.

"You're right, it's really a bit silly."

People come to mess with you, but you ignore them and let them go home for the New Year.

It's really hard to justify.

Shen Mu was very disappointed in his heart.

Of course, it was just a click, after all, he didn't really care.

If you give you a chance and you don't kill, then only you will come.

Just like what I told Xiao Nanhe back then.

I'll kill anyone you don't want to kill.

Besides, this is an enemy who plotted against him.

Sooner or later that feudal lord Xue Jingkang will come and kill him, there is no room for relaxation.

After all, his own son, Xue Linyi, died by his own hands.

Since life and death will be divided sooner or later.

Then there is no reason to spare their people.

Want to go home for the New Year?
Sorry, not possible.

Must die in Fengjiang.

a long time.

A few figures gradually approached in the wind and snow.

The man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

When he came a few feet away from the bullock cart, he smiled.

"You alone can't stop me."

"But I didn't come to stop you."

"Oh?"

"Well, I'm here to kill you."

"..." The sword-browed man's eyes darkened slightly: "Do you really think that by killing Liu Songren's trash, you can be defiant? Or, my junior brother Xue Linyi made you misunderstand the Longmen realm sword cultivator?"

at this time,

Qi Beifeng and Li Tieniu behind them had already stood up.

"My lord, be careful, the sword cultivator at the peak of the Longmen realm is not kidding." Xi Beifeng suddenly said.

Shen Mu nodded.

He knew this well, after all, this was outside the county seat.

The systems in his mind are all dark.

So, it will take some time.

Shen Mu said: "Nanjing is really going to attack Dali?"

The sword-browed man chuckled: "Da Li? Too small."

"Damn." Shen Mu smiled: "What are you bragging about? You have such a big appetite, and you King Jingkang are not afraid of dying."

"court death!"

The sword-browed man's face was gloomy. After he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand came out of his body.

hum! !

The long sword screamed like in the snow, chanting continuously, and the surrounding flying snow was shaken so thoroughly that it melted before it hit the ground.

"Tsk tsk, Furnace Sword, this is a good sword." Xi Beifeng commented.

"Oh, you know?"

"Returning to my lord, I have heard a little bit that this sword should come from the sword mound of Helan Jianzong, and it is still the one with a name. Any sword with a name in the sword mound of Helan Jianzong is very good, and recently I heard in [-] that the three fire-element flying swords of the Helan Sword Sect were chosen, and the Furnace Sword was chosen by a thirty-year-old Longmen Realm genius named Mu Chen."

far away.

The sword-browed man said, "So what if you know who I am? Have you figured out how to die?"

next second!
The Furnace Sword rose from the sky, and a huge sword energy roared in!

This is not Liu Songren's flying sword that relies on magic weapons.

The power gap between the two.

The difference between clouds and mud!

But just before the sword energy arrived.

Three figures suddenly appeared!

The sword energy was directly dissipated.

Accompanied by several corpses and heads.

Cao Zhengxiang bowed his sleeves and said, "My lord, the New Year's Eve dinner is ready, and I'll wait for you to go back and start eating."

"Dumpling wine! Hehehe." Zhao Taiji said suddenly.

And behind it.

It turned out to be a female ghost dressed in red floating around!

Mu Chen was suddenly shocked!

Looking at the comrades on the ground who had been dealt with, his face was filled with anger.

He never imagined that the plan was actually seen through.

"Death!"

Bang!
Mu Chen's vitality suddenly soared, and a ray of light shot out from between his eyebrows!
In an instant, the surrounding sword energy became violent!

"My lord, this kid wants to use his natal flying sword. If you don't stop him, I'm afraid it will be a little tricky. Who do you want to let?" Cao Zhengxiang asked.

"Whoever goes, let's go together! What are you waiting for if you don't gang up on him!"

Wood dust: "!!!"

(End of this chapter)