Luo Yan Hu does not return

Shi Le seemed to let go of his past suspicions, and called Feng Liyuan brothers, they went in and out together all day long, and we were very affectionate when we came and went.

Zhang Fang, who was stumbling in the dark, suddenly withdrew his hands and was busy fighting for the "sweet pastry" named the Son of Heaven.

The Chengying sword was also stained with blood and had not been cleaned in time, resulting in a little rust, so it was no longer praised as a divine sword.

All the bad things disappeared, but Feng Liyuan vaguely felt that the city and the outside of the city were more dangerous, and there was no room for relaxation.

The weather is getting colder, the sun is getting later and later, Feng Li Yuanmao went out to practice swords, but he was still unshakable.

On the fifth day of October, it was Feng Liyuan's birthday, but he was alone, and what he was most afraid of in his life was to be remembered, so he could only sit alone on the roof of the stable, making do with a pot of "sage wine".

Thinking about the same age, Huo Qubing was posthumously named Jinghuan, and he has been a great Sima for three years. Drinking, but at this moment he suddenly felt that he was not as happy as dancing with a sword, so he got on his horse and galloped all the way along the street.

"It's been almost three months, and I don't know how Ah Heng is doing. Will Brother Jundao find someone to see him... Zhichuan didn't even send someone to bring a letter back..."

Feng Liyuan danced wildly in the wilderness, having had enough of his addiction, and suddenly remembered that there is still someone in this world who he can care about. According to the news he inquired, Ji Han moved from Xiangcheng to Guangzhou. It is beyond reach.

After finally getting rid of his fantasies, Feng Liyuan jumped up, hovered in the air, and took off the scabbard from the branch of the locust tree beside him. Unexpectedly, when he landed, a dart flew from his feet, and he used the scabbard to hold the ground first. can escape.

"Brother Xuan Zhu's reaction is really fast, I thought...you can't hide from it now."

A figure floated in the distance, dressed in a white fur brocade suit, with a dusty aura, without any glitz and extravagance, Feng Liyuan tried hard to recall for a long time, and then slowly said in hesitation, "You are... Wang Sanshui?"

"It's just a few encounters, it's a great honor that elder brother still remembers me." Wang Sanshui said, bowing and bowing.

"Master Wang sent you here?"

"Brother Xuan Zhu was too worried. He just happened to pass by and wanted to catch up with his brother."

Feng Liyuan put his sword back into its sheath, and after several months of not seeing each other, Wang Sanshui has been completely reborn, so he has to wait and see, "Brother Sanshui didn't know which master he learned from, and he almost got tricked by Brother Wei. It's because of the big one, I hope my brother will not take it to heart."

"Brother Xuan Zhu was joking, and just now he has exhausted all his strength. Brother Xuan Zhu didn't even blink his eyes when hiding, so don't try to save me face."

"I see brother Sanshui's face is full of radiance, and he is proud of the spring breeze, but can you give me some advice from Mr. Wang?"

"My little brother has no talent or virtue, let alone a noble family background. My lord Wang's willingness to accept me as an aide is all thanks to brother Xuanzhu's recommendation. I have never shown my heart. I hope brother Xuanzhu will not worry about it."

"Feng is an ignorant and inexperienced vulgar person. How can Lord Wang condescend and condescend? It's all Sanshui's own ability. Don't be too modest."

"Brother Xuan Zhu came out alone, he must have some grievances?"

"Hey... I can have any grievances. It's not that I can't do anything. I have to complain when I'm sick or not."

"That's the case, it's even better to find a good place to relieve your worries, why don't you come with me?"

Wang Sanshui saw Feng Liyuan's distressed expression, and said with a smile: "Little brother understands, Brother Xuan Zhu is an upright gentleman, the place is very well behaved, there will be no romantic affairs, I must let Brother Xuan Zhu rest assured."

Wang Sanshui warmly invited him, but Feng Liyuan couldn't resist, so he could only ride a chiji and follow Wang Sanshui's carriage all the way forward.

When the carriage stopped, Feng Liyuan raised his head and scanned it. The plaque on the left side was written with three large characters "Linzi Pavilion", which made his heart skip a beat, "Linzi Pavilion... Linzi Pavilion, where am I? Listen? Why are you so familiar..."

Before Feng Liyuan could think clearly, Wang Sanshui stepped over the threshold first and walked in.

Linzi Pavilion is full of brocades and satins, filled with eucalyptus corals, luxurious and rich, as if in a golden and jade palace, the fuzzy and trivial memories in Feng Liyuan's mind are finally linked together in an instant.

"Here... must be the gathering place of Jingu's old people that Miss Ayuan said, and Wang Sanshui walking in front, could it be the ill-fated He Yanshu? He is willing to invite me to come, has he already met Ah?" Miss Yuan? But..."

Wang Sanshui looked at Feng Liyuan thoughtfully, and couldn't help interrupting: "Brother Xuan Zhu, this place...could you have been here before?"

"Heh, how is it possible? Even if I sell my pants, I can't afford this plate of melon seeds. If I don't touch... Brother Sanshui's glory, how dare I come here."

Hearing this, Wang Sanshui couldn't help laughing, and after ordering the waitress with a smile, he said to Feng Liyuan: "I don't know if brother Xuan Zhu has been to the Golden Valley Garden. horn."

"That's right. Although there are several scenes here that are very similar, the scale and grandeur... are indeed far behind."

"Hey, it seems that Brother Xuan Zhu has indeed been to the Golden Valley Garden, but I didn't think it through."

"Although the Golden Valley Garden is rare, it is now in ruins. Sanshui's kindness is also to blame Brother Yu for not knowing what is good, so please ask for a glass of fine wine."

"The people I've dealt with recently are all those who have opened up their eight senses and don't mind too much. They are intriguing and annoying, but Brother Xuan Zhu is so forthright—"

Wang Sanshui filled a glass full of wine, his face was flushed before he finished his stomach.

"You look like this, don't mess around, slow down..."

Not long after drinking a cup, Wang Sanshui couldn't suppress his sorrow, and began to choke up, "...I finally found Linzi Pavilion and caught Luzhu, but Yuan'er, how could she have the heart to abandon me? I left alone..."

Wang Sanshui couldn't make a sound, and fell asleep on the table, so drunk that he passed out.

This man was actually the one in the legend, before a dish was served, he put the guests down first, Feng Liyuan had no choice but to help him into the carriage, then led him back to Chiji, and walked on the street frowning.

"That Miss Ayuan... Could something have happened? And Miss Luzhu, who managed to escape from death, is she going to fall into Wang Sanshui's hands again?..."

There were so many incredible things that Feng Liyuan couldn't sort them out at all, so he had to give up and hurried back to the camp of "Eighteen Riders".

Feng Liyuan continued to teach Shi Le boxing as usual, Xu was a rough young man, but Shi Le was extremely strong-willed, whoever had the opportunity to learn, he concentrated his attention unusually, and he had mastered the "Eagle Claw Binding Tiger Fist" in less than half a month.

With such steadfastness and hard work, Feng Liyuan, as a master, is also ashamed of himself.

The fists and kicks of the outer school are mostly practiced into formal routines. If the professor follows the steps step by step, it is easy to develop the habit of not using the brain, and Feng Liyuan's teaching method is for Shi Le to use it while learning. Disassemble and combine at will, and then compete with him.

"Eagle Claw Binding Tiger Fist" is not the best, but the moves are the most comprehensive, no matter how suitable this teaching method is, Shi Le tried to learn from others, and found that he had made a lot of progress. If there was anything wrong, he finally let go of his suspicions and got closer and closer to Feng Liyuan.

"Brother Shi, has that fellow Zhang Fang returned?"

"Yes, according to the news just now, the stupid emperor will arrive in Luoyang today."

"Then this villain, isn't he trying to 'coerce the emperor to make the princes'?"

"Hmph, why do you Han people always care about 'righteousness'? In fact, such a useless emperor, how could he fool a sensible person, so why bother to snatch it back and forth."

Feng Liyuan was about to refute, when Ji Sang came suddenly and interrupted the conversation between the two, "You two brothers, Zhang Fang is going back to Beijing today, I'm afraid it will get worse in the future. Beat him all over the ground looking for teeth."

Feng Liyuan responded perfunctorily, Luoyang City is now in ruins and decay, and all the people who can leave have gone, no matter how difficult it is to scrape out any gold and silver treasures, I don't know where Ji Sang's confidence came from, and he still believes that Zhang Fang and them Competed.

However, what Ji Sang did, at least extended the time for the people to escape, which was much better than those princes and nobles who were cowering. Feng Liyuan was still willing to do so, without any dissatisfaction.

Ji Sang has more than [-] young and strong warriors under his command, and he wants to confront Zhang Fang with full confidence. After this incident, he plans to send his troops to the north and fight in all directions from now on, in order to seek a great cause for the future.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhang Fang rushed back to Luoyang one day earlier and made arrangements quietly. The imperial city was ransacked again, and now there was almost nothing left except for the walls and trees that could not be removed.

The king of Hejian ordered Zhang Fang to lead the emperor back to Chang'an. The unbearable horror in Luoyang city was in a mess. He had to find a way to cover it up. His backbone.

Dry firewood was piled up around the imperial city, and once the fire ignited, no one could get close, so he relied on the excuse of accidental fire and asked the king of Hejian, who had benefited, to help him hide the truth.

When he dedicates mountains of gold and silver to the King of Hejian, even if he only gets one out of a hundred, he will be able to live happily for several generations. Even if he loses his official hat, he will still have countless good days to live.

Zhang Fang led a group of men and horses, as well as a mighty motorcade, all the way unimpeded, and not long after, the gate of the city was hundreds of feet away.

He glanced back, showing a bit of reluctance, "This trip will only be considered complete if we find the Nine Hundred Taoists. Maybe I will just devote myself to the Tao and have no desires or desires..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Fang couldn't help sneering, and then thought: "Forget it, when I resign from the official position, why not be afraid that I won't be free, and then I will go to the Taoist priest in person and ask him to give me some advice. What can I get together to live forever..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Fang wished he could look up to the sky and laugh, but before he had time to scream, the horse under his crotch suddenly began to neigh wildly, almost throwing him off the horse with the saddle on.

"Come on, come on—" Zhang Fang lay on the horse, calling for help in embarrassment.

The soldiers who rushed over hurriedly held down the horse and helped Zhang Fang get off the horse. Only then did Zhang Fang see that the horse's foot was directly severed by a sharp weapon, bleeding profusely.

As soon as Zhang Fang raised his head, he shouted: "Quick, quickly chase that man back!"

The soldiers beside him looked around one after another, not knowing where to start.

Zhang Fang shook off the arm that was supporting him, and raised his finger to point at the black shadow on the roof not far away, "There——, if you let this person escape today, you will all be dealt with according to military law—"

These words were addressed to the dead soldiers hiding in the army. They swished into a group, jumped up to the eaves along the strong wind, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the black shadow disappear, Zhang Fang suddenly exclaimed, "Oops!"

The servant next to him couldn't help asking: "General, what's the matter?"

Zhang Fang thought to himself: "If they find out about that person's background, at worst, leave it to His Highness, and give me some credit, so what's the point..."

The young man thought he had slipped his words, and was trembling with fear, but seeing Zhang Fang let the strong wind blow his hair away from his temples, he was indifferent, and finally calmed down, and continued to move forward with his head down.