magic whistle

Chapter 273, Heavenly Sword and Wind Chimes Ride Horses (2)

Chen Wanman put away the long sword in her hand, stared sideways at Hou Wannian and said, "Even if the third son lied to me, I still wouldn't hate him, but there is one more person here, who is detestable."

After listening to Hou Wannian, she quickly showed the long sword in her hand, and stabbed at Chen Wanman with her backhand.I saw that Hou Wannian's technique was quite fast, and no one could know when he made the move.At this critical moment, Chen Wanman turned around gently, avoiding it skillfully.Then Chen Wanman raised the long sword in his hand, and came in his own way.Chen Wanman's body was drifting, but the long sword was within an inch of Hou Wannian's throat.Hou Wannian immediately calmed down, stared at Chen Wanman and said, "I really never thought that the girl's martial arts attainments are so high, I'm afraid the third son, who claims to be the best in the world, can't even catch up."

The third son Wei Xun said with a calm smile: "Haha, you think I will be fooled. Obviously, junior brother, I am not a person who chases fame and fortune. If I really do something, I may not be the opponent of Miss Chen Wanman. There are always people in this world who love false fame. I feel that a mountain is higher than a mountain."

Hou Wannian smiled "haha", and said to Chen Wanman: "Young lady must hate that Li Fian deeply. Now we have a very good opportunity, that is to work together to capture the third son Wei Xun, and then we will catch a turtle in an urn and capture that Li Fian. At your disposal."

The third son, Wei Xun, smiled slightly and said: "Count me in, then Li Fei'an will definitely kill me, and now he is making an enemy, catch that proud princess, and leave it to me to deal with it."

After hearing this, Hou Wannian said, "Hmph, you are really cunning, do you think Miss Chen Wanman will let people do this?"

The third son, Wei Xun, smiled, took three steps back and said, "Of course I know what Chen Wanman is thinking, but senior brother's meaning is really strange. Could it be that senior brother thinks Chen Wanman is a foolish person?"

The third son, Wei Xun, slowly raised the iron flute in his hand, and put it in a starting posture. Hou Wannian looked at the third son, Wei Xun, and thought silently: "It seems that the third son, Wei Xun, came prepared."

The third son stared at Hou Wanman who was beside Chen Wanman and thought: "You are a very smart person, you will not make moves at this time, if Chen Wanman helps me, then you will never win."

Chen Wanman looked around, turned the sharp blade of the sword to Hou Wannian and thought, "If these two people really do it, who should I help? Let's help the third son Wei Xun."

The three looked at each other for a long time, then the third young master turned around and strode away.

Chen Wanman walked away a few steps and said, "Now the grassland soldiers and horses must be ready to come out, gold and iron horses, galloping thousands of miles."

As he said that, the power of thunder came from a distance, and the blackness came forward. Looking at it from a distance, the horses galloped across the world, like the arrival of heavenly soldiers, mighty and mighty.Riding a horse for thousands of miles, shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods.

The third son came to a high slope and looked down. There were countless horses coming in the distance. On top of the horses were mighty and majestic warriors, who looked very strong.The third son Wei Xun took a look at this formation and fixed his eyes on it.

Guimou Scholar turned around and came forward. "Haha" smiled, stood next to the third son Wei Xun and said: "Third son, what are you doing here? Why don't you stop a large number of invading enemies, it seems that it has nothing to do with you."

The third son put the iron flute in his waist, took out the iron fan from the sleeve, and said: "Why should I meddle in my own business? It seems that those soldiers and horses are powerful, but in fact, in front of the soldiers and horses of the Celestial Dynasty, winning or losing may not be determined by this." .”

Guimou Scholar was stunned and said: "Since Young Master is very sure, I really want to bet."

The third son Wei Xun looked extremely serious, turned sideways and said, "I don't know what your Excellency is going to do?"

Guimou Scholar smiled and said: "If it is as you expected, then I will follow you. From then on, how about being a follower of you?"

The third son Wei Xun turned around and said: "Your Excellency, don't bet. I still have important things to do, so I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, the third young master flew up and spun around in mid-air, like a swallow turning over several times sensitively in mid-air, flashing lights and shadows, and disappeared immediately.

The Guimou scholar turned around, stared at the third son Wei Xun leaving the direction, and said with red eyes: "Third son Wei Xun, I really don't believe that you have all kinds of supernatural powers, which makes people daunting. This war will definitely usher in a new dynasty."

The third young master flew to the frontier town, and saw that the town was thriving, and it was still very lively, without a hint of panic.When I arrived at a noodle shop, I stopped, paused in front of the door for a while, and then walked into the noodle shop.In the noodle restaurant, there are some ordinary people eating noodles with relish.It looks like someone who lives and farms in this small town.The third son sat down at a table.A chubby young man wiped the table diligently as soon as he came up.After wiping, the middle-aged man put the rag on his shoulder and asked with a smile, "Master, would you like a bowl?"

The third son Wei Xun smiled slightly and said, "It's not one bowl of noodles, but three bowls of noodles."

The middle-aged man looked at the third young master Wei Xun, shook his head and said, "I think you must be a rich man. I see that you have delicacies from mountains and seas. You are used to delicious food. You may not be able to eat three bowls of noodles. My bowl here is big."

"The shopkeeper has really good eyesight. This is Princess Fei'an's son-in-law."

Li Fian walked into the room with light steps.

The fairy who floated over surprised the people eating noodles in the small shop. The person who came was indeed gentle and beautiful, astonishing as heaven.

Li Fei'an stepped forward, went directly to the third young master and said, "Young master, you came from the north, why didn't you see me?"

The third son said to the middle-aged shopkeeper: "Now I want to add an extra bowl of noodles."

The middle-aged man smiled and left.

The third son Wei Xun said with a smile on his face, "Young lady has a high status, so she may not be able to swallow such a rude thing."

Li Fei'an smiled and said: "The reality of the ears of grain is the hard work of the cultivators. The best essence comes from layers of diligence. I am the princess of the Tang Dynasty. I should know what the people use, how they sleep, and what they eat. .”

The third son, Wei Xun, put the iron fan on the table, looked intently at Li Fei'an who was sitting across from him, and said: "Based on what you said, no matter whether the girl is facing me or facing each other with swords, I will not complain about you."

Li Fian became playful, and smiled sweetly, "Hey, hey" and said, "You will really forgive me for everything. It's not like you don't know how my princess feels about you."

The third son Wei Xun nodded and said: "Miss, you have a kind heart. You are a woman of the generation, but you don't give in to men. I admire you very much."

Li Fei'an smiled, she looked so beautiful, but like the orchids in the deep valley, don't you know the elegance, the brilliance is only for those who will appreciate it.

The two sat facing each other with smiles on their faces.

The middle-aged shopkeeper held a plate, put four bowls of noodles very skillfully on the table and said with a smile: "Those two guests, please take it easy."

The third son, Wei Xun, just picked up his chopsticks, when a lame old man slowly moved forward with a knife, his face was ashes, with no blood on his face.Seeing the crippled old man, the third son, Wei Xun, immediately grabbed the iron fan on the table and said, "It seems that it is difficult for us to eat noodles."

The lame swordsman walks slowly with his limp, from the door to the front of the third son Wei Xun, so that people can clearly know every step he takes when he walks.

The lame swordsman walked up to the third young master, sat down coldly, glared at the third young master Wei Xun and said, "Young master, don't come here unharmed!"

The third young master took a look at the person, picked up his chopsticks, smiled calmly and said: "Your Excellency has traveled a long distance, you must be hungry, I'd like to treat you to some noodles."

The lame swordsman looked coldly at the third son, Wei Xun, and said: "Young master has the sword technique of the Heavenly Sword. The old man fought with the young master last time and was disturbed by this girl. I am unwilling to do so. I don't know if the young master can use the Heavenly Sword." Swordsmanship, even if the old man dies, he will have no regrets."

Third Young Master Wei Xun nodded and said, "Then how about Zhenzibei after I've had my fill of food and drink?"

Upon hearing this, Li Fei'an said, "No, you can't do this, why did you agree to a martial arts competition?"

The third son Wei Xun picked up a bowl of noodles and said, "Let's eat the noodles first."

The lame swordsman sat quietly all the time. After the third young master finished eating three bowls of noodles, he got up and said, "People are walking in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves at all. Let me take a step ahead."

After finishing speaking, the third young master turned somersaults and flew out.

The lame swordsman performed lightness kung fu, turned over and flew out of the room.

Li Fian took out some silver ingots and put them on the table, and got up to catch up.

Arriving at the open area to the north of the town, the third young master stood in the wind, his hair fluttering and his white clothes fluttering, looking dashing and unrestrained.The third son Wei Xun took out his iron flute and turned around slowly.

The lame swordsman flew forward, and after falling to the ground, he cupped his hands and saluted and said, "Young master is indeed excellent in lightness kungfu."

(End of this chapter)