The spring rain was soft and silent. The tips of the leaves that had accumulated rain slid heavily and a drop of water moistened into the soil. The sound of the creaking wheel axle was heard, and the shaft of the car drove over the grass that emerged from the soil on the roadside.

"We're going north like this?"

In the shaking car, the lights shone on everything in the car, revealing dimness.

Li Siyuan changed into a suit and looked at Geng Wang who came out with Shi Jingtang. This man was about in his early twenties and was also from Gengjia Village. He called Geng Qing to call him uncle according to his seniority.

When doing some confidential things, these young people in Gengjia Village usually do it. Most of them know about Li and Shi. Over there, the young man named Geng Wang nodded, took the two bags and put them in front of them.

"My uncle said that this time, the Green Forest people make a big fuss in the royal palace, and it is the best time to get out of trouble. If you have a good time to go to the north, you can go back to Li Cunmao naturally. My uncle also said that you must remember what you did in the past, and don't let the books you have read for the past ten years be eaten by dogs."

It is easy to understand and slightly vulgar, and it is indeed Geng Qing's tone.

"Please reply to King Yong, we will live up to our high expectations!"

Li Siyuan and Shi Jingtang bowed. After the carriage went twenty miles away, they stopped on the side of the road. The two of them put on straw raincoats and hats, and looked at the vehicles that were turning away. After a while, Shi Jingtang sighed for no reason.

"We've just returned to the Northland like this? For ten years... we've been doing a lot of fun here. This time, we have to start again."

Li Siyuan frowned slightly, but did not respond. He just patted Shi Jingtang on the arm and walked north with a bag to cross the Yellow River. Someone would pick them up there and arrive in Taiyuan as quickly as possible.

But this farewell is probably not long before I can go back to Chang'an again.

Under the dark rain curtain, Li Siyuan stopped, turned around and looked towards Chang'an, looking towards the outline of the city wall that seemed to be visible in the rain curtain, raised his hand and bowed down.

Immediately, I calmed down and followed Shi Jingtang, and the two disappeared on foot in the vast water vapor.

......

Chang'an, Prince Yong's Mansion.

The courtyard on the right, cut the knife to break through the rainy night

The rain splattered on the branches of the courtyard, and the loud "bang" sound, the dense branches swayed violently, and the figures sucked on them fell heavily to the ground and accumulated water.

The soldiers in the army rushed out of nearby houses and formed a formation to advance step by step, squeezing more than a hundred green forest heroes from three directions. The big shield was in front of them, and the gun forest slashed wildly. The green forest heroes on the edge were like being pushed and crushed by a sharp wall, and the bodies kept falling down. Occupying the corners, the crossbow on the roof aimed at the crowd and shot, splashing blood.

As a general, Yang Huaixiong had not killed the enemy like this for a long time. A sword in his hand opened and closed, with a violent sound of breaking the wind, and had the power to cut through everything. The blade that was turned up would bring a long blood line, and the broken corpse flew towards the left and right, and forward.

Some experts in the world climbed the corridor column and threw hidden weapons, or climbed the beam into the army formation and fought from the inside to disrupt the formation. The "Three Flower Sword" Zhao Jingyao blocked two spears, opened the distance, turned around and rushed to the Crescent Gate, and the weapons in his hand changed like a trick. He slashed on the back of the waving Yanyue's heavy sword, pressed against the opponent's blade and shouted back: "Brother Lin, kill him--"

In the chaos and fighting, Lin Zhao turned his face and looked like he was a famous hero in the green forest of Bashu, with a pair of black sleeves and iron fists hit Suizhou.

At this time, a few steps to run, and a heavy step on the soles of his feet jumped up from behind Zhao Jingyao, his figure seemed to be stagnant in the air, "Drink ahhh--"

The fists were like tigers slaughtering, with fierce murderous intent and hitting the head of the thick bearded general on the opposite side.

Almost at the same time, Yang Huaixiong withdrew one hand, glared at the eyes and clenched his fists, and bent backwards. Then, the fist hit the jumping body like a shell, and flew straight backwards.

The figure flew out of sight. Yang Huaixiong raised his foot and kicked Zhao Jingyao back. He dragged the knife with his left hand across the ground and walked around behind him. While the raised water curtain was lowered, he swung a huge cold light, and the water vapor splashed in an instant.

The blade "buzzed" through the air, Yang Huaixiong stepped forward, and the most violent slash was pressing the steel knife in the other party's hand. Zhao Jingyao, the "Three Flower Knife", kept blocking, and pushed two feet away, slashing the accumulated water, hitting the stone steps in the corridor, and fell straight down, still slid backwards with all his strength. When he stopped, his mouth, nose, ear holes, and eye sockets were covered with blood......

The blade passed halfway through the wheel, and the 'bump' at the tail of the handle was in the water. Yang Huaixiong held the Qinglong Yanyue in one hand and raised it with his fist in the other hand, roaring like thunder: "No one left in the courtyard here!"

The shield wall, gun forest, and arrow rain became even more violent at this moment. The soldiers in the army were in a real battle on the battlefield and finally broke out at this moment.

Unlike the fierce fighting here, the front yard and the back hall seemed relatively quiet, but there was still a lot of fighting. The government office constables were all experienced masters and were very skilled in martial arts, but more often they fought with the gangsters in the hall by specializing in arresting thieves.

Bang!

The door was broken, and the man in the rivers and lakes broke through the paper window and fell into the rain outside. Someone jumped out and wanted to rush to the atrium. Then he was surrounded by the constables who rushed to fight together.

Holding a sword in one hand, Xu Shaolin fought alone with three powerful martial arts captains, leaning against the window frame in a very embarrassing manner, and was about to turn over and go out, but many heroes squeezed in the hall were still rushing to the hall door. They wanted to tear the opening as soon as possible, so they stopped the idea of ​​killing to the atrium first, turned around and rushed to the legend of the Green Forest waving double whips.

The "Water and Fire Whip" slaughtered right and wrong. One whip was as strong as water. The other whip was extremely strong and fierce. It was both hard and soft, and it was advanced and retreated in moderation. It was in line with the steps and stood firmly at the door of the hall without falling. Then it cooperated with the surrounding constables, as if a door god was guarding it.

Yue Xuanzi held the sword in both hands and directly held the two whips that the opponent had been urging forward and back. His old face turned red. Even though his internal strength was good, he could not resist the opponent's internal strength. He exerted great force at the same time. The moment he contacted, he pushed with force and stepped back. Tu Shifei smashed the ground with force. The moment the floor tiles cracked, the iron whip with his right hand swept outward, and smashed the head of a green forest man who wanted to attack and smashed the weapon together.

As the hair, scalp, red and white flying, Yue Xuanzi rolled forward, rushed out with his feet, and the long sword in his hand attacked like lightning. On the other side, Xu Shaolin, who was rushing to fly, was hitting the broken body that was falling, and came from the side.

Tu Shifei waved the water whip with his left hand, blocking the sword that was attacked from the front, and the fire whip with his right hand 'boom', and smashed it with Xu Shaolin's long sword with a violent sound of breaking through the air.

The two of them fought one by one, and they opened their bows left and right. They fought with both whips without hesitation. The three and four weapons collided wildly like rolled fan blades with afterimages.

可以可...

Countless Mars splashed among the weapons hit by the three people. The steps of slaughtering Shifei finally loosened, retreating backwards and retreating while fighting. Suddenly the gap opened. A bunch of green forests in the rivers and lakes rushed out as if they had found a torrent of pouring out. They killed the constables outside, leaving behind their companions fighting. The remaining fifty people rushed towards the atrium.

Seeing this opportunity, Yue Xuanzi asked the young man named Xu Shaolin to slaughter the right and wrong, pulled out and rushed to the atrium with his sword, shouting: "Come with Yue, get rid of the thieves for the people, and let the world be bright-hearted--"

On the other side, King Feiying of Thunder Spear was beaten back by King Deng with a heavy stick and leaned against the wall. When the constable under his command rushed to rescue, the other party led more than 20 people to break out of the siege and rushed to the atrium, and happened to meet with Yue Xuanzi and his group of people.

The chaos of fighting and shouting gradually faded away. Tushishi beat the young knight who was pestering him away. Seeing Wang Feiying coming from afar, the two of them suddenly laughed.

"You let it go, too?"

"There is no way, King Yong is rarely happy. I have to leave some people for King Yong to play with..."

.........

The battle spread across the atrium, and the two gangs of people who gathered to retreat, the Green Forest Guards, Deng Tianwang, Yue Xuanzi, and Xu Shaolin who hurriedly caught up behind them, looked at each other, nodded, and nodded, step by step approaching the building with a faint sound of music in front of them.

Clever~~ Clever~~

The sound of rain drizzles, and the sound of the strings of the pipa is as clear as whispers. After a while, the sound of the strings is so urgent that it makes people feel breathless.

Yue Xuanzi and dozens of martial artists who had reached this place were injured at this time, but now that they have reached this point, there is no reason to retreat. They each picked up their weapons and walked into an arch carefully. The spacious terrace extends, which is a stone bridge with three red painted railings. The lotus leaves on the water are budding, the pavilion and rockery stand, and the huge building on the front, with three hall doors open, and a group of people in ordinary clothes stand at the door, looking at it with strange faces.

In the middle, there was a big tiger-skin chair, someone was sitting there, holding a leg, hanging something in his hand, leaning on the back of the chair, and closing his eyes seemed to be humming, not knowing what tune it was.

Not far away, there is a beautiful woman holding a pipa, wearing a green onion fingertips and fiddling with her big and small strings very quickly.

The strange scene made the people who walked to the bridge hesitate a little.
Chapter completed!