Chapter 550 Xu Fengnian collected swords in the East China Sea, and the New Martial Emperor collected three disciples.
The old man did not deliberately win over the two children who were originally destined to have no intersection in his life. However, deep down, he really envied these two children who had achieved great luck. They may not know how great this opportunity is for the time being.
The Liyang Dynasty had the most powerful vassal king, the Northern Liang king.
He even made Wang Xianzhi’s warrior with his own hands.
The old man sighed in a low voice for no reason, “It’s like sitting in a glass screen, the four cloths are still full of wind and charm. Over the years, it’s really hard for our eldest son of the general.”
Wang Sheng didn’t hear the old man muttering anything. Lu Yun couldn’t help but squat down and asked, “Mr. Liu, what are you talking about, and he said to me.”
The old man turned to rub the soil with both hands, looked into the distance, and said coldly, “Meeting is the most coincidental, and the most difficult to get the fun. Boy, remember to cherish blessings. You can’t find a few good luck in the world.”
Lu Yunchang sat cross-legged, carried the Great Frost Long Sword on his shoulders, and put his hands on the scabbard casually, with his eyes firm.
Then he headed straight northwest. No one dared to touch this bad news along the way. Many top local sects took the initiative to escort three carriages. At most, they stood respectfully on the side of the road. After seeing the young vassal king on the carriage, they bowed with fists. No matter whether they were old or old, they would do their best to be a junior, and they just wanted to be familiar with each other.
When the carriage entered Hezhou, Wang Sheng had eight swords tied up on his body, like a hedgehog, quite funny.
Today, Xu Fengnian sat in the carriage of the spy surnamed Liu, chatting about gossip about the Spring and Autumn War. The old spy who had been abandoned for half his life, looked at the already very unfamiliar northwest Fengzhi and laughed softly, “It’s all three dustpans of loess and two dustpans pressed on it. I really didn’t expect to come back alive and smell the smell of wind and sand here. At the age of age, even if you can dream of this place, the old people and things will become blurred.”
Xu Fengnian said calmly, “There is no longer the focus of Southeast spy information. Beimang will soon invade the south, and you need you even more here.”
The old man nodded and said, “If you can die here, it is better than anything else.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “Master often mentioned you during his lifetime.”
The old man sighed: “There are many green mountains and clear waters in the southeast, and although they are warm, they are very cold. However, in the northwest, the weather is cold, but the earth is not cold.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “No wonder Master always said that you like to drop books and call you ‘Sour Selling Man’ in private.”
The old man was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly.
The old man suddenly looked solemn, Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said, “You keep going, don’t wait for me.”
A look appeared on the post road.Li Chungang, who is known as a thin old man, has empty hands, but has a strong sword intent, and is almost re-entered from the land.
Xu Fengnian got off the carriage and walked slowly. The three carriages passed by the old man who was not conspicuous.
When Xu Fengnian walked about ten feet apart, the old man took the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative, and Xu Fengnian also stopped.
Xu Fengnian asked, “The Lord of Tomb does not carry a sword.”
The calm-looking old man didn’t say anything, but just stared at the young man who had turned the world upside down.
The old man finally said slowly, “You are on the downhill road.”
Xu Fengnian said calmly, “It’s reasonable. The master of the tomb is worthy of choosing a good place.”