Great Xia has been quiet for too long in recent years, and the war in Western Xinjiang has been protracted, and the occasional small-scale battles have made people unable to arouse interest in discussion, and Bai Xiaoping has not released the list for a long time, so from high-ranking officials and nobles to peddlers and pawns, now there is always some lace news and gossip every day.

For example, the king of Bei'an snatched a beautiful concubine from his son, and almost broke up the father and son, and there was a gorgeous Oiran in the land of fireworks in Shenjing.

Until there was a piece of news that was like throwing a boulder on the surface of a calm lake, and suddenly the entire Great Xia began to boil and ripple.

Zhao Yu, the grandson of the Great Xia Emperor, will hold a crown ceremony in Shenjing on the ninth day of September, and the whole world will celebrate together, when all men of school age will be crowned together, and at the same time open the endless mountain, hold a Taoist martial arts competition, and the winner will enter the four armies as generals!

For the imperial grandson, the people of Daxia know very little, only know that he has been in poor health since he was a child, when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once carried him around to seek medical treatment, and after His Royal Highness the Prince unfortunately died in battle, he almost disappeared, and there was little news.

If the people are unfamiliar with the imperial grandson, but for the later Daowu competition, it is definitely full of expectations, and it is very familiar, after all, the Daowu competition every three years is the most lively time in Daxia, and Guan Zhengqing, the winner of the last competition, is still talked about, and he is the undefeated god of war in the hearts of the young people of Daxia!

No matter how boiling the outside world is, no matter how different opinions there are, the little yellow horse is still slowly and leisurely marching on the official road, and the Phantom Wings Army has also been scattered in groups of two, leaving only the young leader to accompany the side, so the pony carriage is still these three people, so the air is very quiet.

All along, Zhao Yudu has lived very hard and very seriously, especially when he treats cultivation, he has been displaced since he was a child, and the desperate opening conditions of the system make him sometimes wonder if this is a huge joke that God has played with him, plus he has learned since he was a child that his meridians are different, he has no relationship with the Great Dao, and the advantage of being a traverser is gone, this gap is undoubtedly frustrating and painful.

But life still has to go on, and the hardness of being a traverser cannot be lost, so he practiced every day, and when he and his master lived in seclusion in various places, he read almost all the Taoist treasures, and he always thought that a drop of water can accumulate the sea, and he can always make more progress than yesterday.

Ben was used to the feeling of emptiness in his body every day, but now this feeling of fullness in his body made him very unreal.

He is like a child who has just gotten a toy, naughtily mobilizing the heaven and earth vitality in his body to run left and right, he really feels the difference in this body, although the vitality in the body is still as small as silk, but it is really the heaven and earth vitality that belongs to him Zhao Yu, and at a very fast speed, it continues to grow.

He can already practice.

There are a lot of people coming to the small teahouse called "Tea Fragrance for Three Days" outside Gangneung City, and they are all quite strange, there are old and young, all kinds of occupations, as if the refugees in Gangneung City came out, and even a butcher who sells meat came, a meat chopping knife slapped on the table, and sat there shirtless.

These people don't share the table, they don't talk to each other, most of them sit alone at a table, and almost all the few tea seats are filled, but the shopkeeper didn't dare to continue to doze off, staring at the pretty back of the rouge girl pouring tea for the guests, her expression was dignified, and the muscles of her whole body were tense.

These people are different from the previous tea customers, in Xiao Er's sense, they are like scarlet lanterns in the night, exuding a dazzling red, which shows that they all have cultivation in their bodies, and they are very angry.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and when I didn't see it, I heard it first, but I saw a burst of laughter: "Why is it that the business of this teahouse is so good just after a sunny day today, are you also like me, and you can't wait to come to this teahouse to ask for tea?"

A young man came on horseback, his white clothes fluttered, his black hair was combed neatly, and he did not see the slightest mess in the rush, and he swayed a folding fan in his hand, so he was not chic, but his face was too delicate, as delicate as a girl, and the horse under him was also tall and mighty, blue as copper, without any variegation, and the horse was named Bronze Jue, which was a first-class famous horse in Western Xinjiang.

The young man in white dismounted, sat down on his seat with a big thorn, and called: "Rouge girl, quickly, give me a cup of tea, and a stack of beef, all the way from Jiangling City, but I am tired, my father doesn't know what is crazy, and he wants to ban my feet, but I, Sima Annan, am so easy to handle? No, as soon as the sky clears, I will come to look for you and take care of your business." After saying that, he showed a mouthful of neat white teeth.

The rouge girl didn't look back, presumably because she had long been accustomed to the courtesy of the young man in white, only a voice came: "Sima Annan, you don't talk nonsense, sit down for me first, and then come to greet you when I'm done with this." ”

Then she continued to fill people with tea, and in front of the meeting sat a blind luthier, who specially slowed down her movements and carefully picked up the cup, and suddenly she exclaimed, and was pulled back violently, and the tea splashed for a while.

I saw a withered hand grabbed from below, just enough to catch the position where the girl had poured the tea before, but it was empty.

The blind violinist turned his head to the shopkeeper who pulled the rouge girl behind him, with a surprised look on his face, and his empty eyes were full of weirdness.

The shopkeeper pulled the rouge girl back slowly, but his eyes kept staring at the blind pianist, Sima Annan, who was not far away, saw this, and directly picked up the teacup and smashed it, and the fierce voice sounded:

"If you are asked to forcibly kidnap girls on my territory, how can I still mess around in Jiangling City, and see how Lao Tzu hammers you to death, you blind. ”

A phantom shadow of a piano appeared behind the blind pianist, the middle finger of his right hand hooked inward in the air, and then pulled outward, and the strings of the shadow of the piano behind him also plucked, and the vitality of heaven and earth began to boil and vibrate, and a ripple visible to the naked eye spread outward, and the flying teacup was directly shocked into powder.

Our poor Taishou Gongzi only had time to take a breath and cover his face with his arm, and he was sent out from a distance, and his white clothes were cut into strips of rags, and there were blood marks, which was very miserable.

The blind luthier suddenly took three steps back, the void clasped the strings, hanging but not hairing, a huge pig-killing knife directly split the small tea table in front of him in half, the shirtless butcher appeared in front of him, the fat on his stomach was still shaking because of the vigorous exercise, and there was also a Dao soul behind him, but it was a fanged wild boar.

"Now we were kicked out of Jiangling City by Si Tianjian like lost dogs, and we met the Ghost Wing Army, one of the four armies of Great Xia, outside the city, and were surrounded in this small teahouse, and now some people make it clear that they don't want to kill us for the time being, but if you do it here, none of us can go back alive. The butcher stared at the luthier and spoke.

The other Gangneung spies in their seats also stood up and stared at the pianist with unkind eyes.

These spies and rats from all sides who escaped from Gangneung City did not know each other's names or who they belonged to, but they did not prevent them from making the same choice in order to survive.