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Taking advantage of the faint light of the vast dawn, Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin rode their horses, accompanied by the thief Ma Chenghui. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Xiao Er of the info shop took the ashes of Mo Xiaoshan and the three people to the north, went to the garrison of the Guiyi Army, and returned the ashes of the three heroes to the Yiyi Army.

In the end, Zhao Kuangyin did not wait for the arrival of Master Huaisu, the abbot of Najue Zen Temple, and they left the bloody Taiping Town by the dim morning light. The three of them galloped and soon left Taiping Town, and they had no idea what happened after that Taiping Town. If Ling Tianyun left for a while, he would meet Guo Huai'an, the young master of the Guiyi Army, but they missed each other once, but their fate changed significantly.

Raising and spurring their horses, the three of them greeted the gradually brightening morning light and shuttled through a dense forest full of dead branches, and behind them was the fierce beast-like Wutai Mountain. Through the dry forest, they rode their horses, and it was a high hillside, and they looked back.

The misty Wutai Mountain was shrouded in a light veil of thick fog, hazy, like a bloodthirsty and fierce beast entrenched. It was silent, and only the gentle and not cold breeze of the morning light blew through. Zhao Kuangyin rode his horse and looked back, and there was a strange look in his twinkling tiger eyes, whether he missed or regretted. Only the majestic and dangerous Wutai Mountain is facing each other wordlessly, and the light mist rising and dancing is extremely impressive, which makes people reverie.

Ling Tianyun's heart didn't have too many twists and turns, he quietly looked at the light veil of Wutai Mountain, his heart was as calm as water. He didn't know why his state of mind was so calm at this time, except for the fact that after the battle with Yelu, he gained a lot, and the death of the three people of Mo Xiaoshan brought him a trace of tragic feelings, his heart didn't fluctuate too much.

There is an open plain in front of it, and in the open plain, there is a magnificent river running through it, and that magnificent river is the Yellow River. Walking down the hillside, it is the territory of the Great Zhou Kingdom, Dingzhou. And they were about to rush from Dingzhou to the imperial capital Bianliang, Zhao Kuangyin seemed to be worried, and there was not much conversation along the way. And the thief Ma Chenghui seemed a little restrained at this time, after all, he left his familiar cottage and came to another unfamiliar environment. He silently followed behind Zhao Kuangyin without saying a word.

The wind passes without a trace, the heart seems to be sad, the horse whips the world, the clouds gather and disperse, the love is like the vicissitudes of life, and the sword is proud of the sky.

"The sky is twilight, the moon is like the beginning, thousands of miles of rivers and rivers are for me to fly across." ?????????, blood is exhausted, dust and soil, just to see Bo Yanran to see ?????????,who the hero is, I am the ????????", Zhao Kuangyin raised his whip and roared, singing an unrestrained and heroic song from his mouth. But there was a faint melancholy in his bright tiger eyes, and when he looked in front of him, his throat burst out like a sonorous song.

A heroic song breaks the silence of the wilderness and reverberates in this few empty places. It seems that thousands of miles of rivers are trampled underfoot, and there are countless heroes in the world, who can be called a real hero? The blood was exhausted, and the blood swayed turned into dust in the sky and the desolate earth.

After Ling Tianyun listened to Zhao Kuangyin's song singing loudly, an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. He has never heard of this song, but he can hear a bit of heroism like Top Gun from this song, the hero has no regrets, but he only smiles for the beauty, and he is even more interested in it. And a faint sadness also rose in his heart, he didn't know where the road ahead was, he could only take one step at a time. Whether there is an end to the martial arts obsession he adheres to, he doesn't know, Wang Tu's hegemony and beautiful women are not what he wants.

From the red-faced man's tune, he heard the Ling Tian-like ambition in the other party's heart, and the faint dragon-like aura emanating from Zhao Kuangyin's body also made him feel a surge of ambition. The majestic man like a mountain deeply impressed him, if it weren't for the obsession in his heart and the path he identified, Ling Tianyun didn't hesitate to follow this heroic man. It is also a good choice to follow such a person to gallop on the battlefield and drink blood with a sword.

The high-pitched singing voice swirled and reversed, straight into the sky, and ahead, the dawn light was getting brighter and brighter, and a line of morning light began to turn into a sword that broke the sky, tearing apart all the darkness around the white light. Gradually, a blood-red glow emerged from the dawning white light, instantly rendering the surrounding black clouds into a patch of red. The gray sky was torn open by the blood-like glow, and spread like a flame.

There was a dazzling and gorgeous morning glow in front of me, it was just a momentary scenery, and then, the brilliant morning glow still did not defeat the invasion of the dark clouds. Despite the last struggle, the crimson glow that spread from the east was obscured by dark clouds, and the sky returned to a gloomy darkness.

Ling Tianyun looked at the sturdy man in front of him, and a sense of admiration rose from the bottom of his heart, and an unrestrained and heroic song expressed this person's heart. Life is nothing more than the pursuit of those, Wang Tu hegemony, a snap of a finger and a smile, heroes rise together, and the Anbang is majestic in troubled times.

"This song was not composed by me, but by a strange person about your age" Zhao Kuangyin was like a pair of eyes behind him, he knew that Ling Tianyun was watching him from behind, and said slowly. He seemed to be speaking to himself, or to Ling Tianyun, but there was a faint hint of jealousy in his tone.

"The man was about twenty years old, dressed in white clothes and white boots, and his body was dusty, like a dusty immortal. I used to wonder if the man was a hallucination, as if the man wasn't supposed to exist in this world. And the man's words and deeds are perfect, the person's appearance and clothing are all the finest, so that people can't find any flaws, and the meticulous style of the whole body is intimidating. ”

Zhao Kuangyin continued, he softened his tone, his eyes looked ahead, but Ling Tianyun didn't notice that there was a chilling light like palpitations shooting out of his eyes. The once incomparable pride and confidence in his eyes were like the brilliant morning glow, which was hidden by the endless dark clouds.

"I don't know the man's name, I don't know where he came from, I sent someone to check his details, but I found nothing. It was as if the man had descended from the sky, as if he had suddenly appeared out of the world. There was an aura of fear in that man's body, which made me feel a deep fear of him. The man once said that if there was an opponent in this world that he approved, then that opponent would be me. Whether on the battlefield or in the Jianghu Martial Arts Cultivation Realm, I can't be this person's opponent, this is the most elusive person for me. ”

Zhao Kuangyin let out a long breath and said with a gloomy expression, he didn't deliberately explain anything, he was just talking about a person's legend.

"You know, I once asked him who he was, and you know what, the man said a word, a word that made me wonder even more."

"Oh, what did this person say, which made Brother Zhao's Dao heart crack." Ling Tianyun was very curious, and couldn't help but ask. He knew that Zhao Kuangyin was telling him that he was just telling him a story, but the existence of that person seemed to bring him invisible pressure.

"The road to martial arts is extremely bumpy, and it is impossible for me to crack my martial arts with just one sentence. He said the phrase 'Brother is just a legend', a puzzling sentence, a sentence that I understand every day and every night. But no matter what I understand, I don't have a satisfactory answer. Zhao Kuangyin didn't look back, still looking at the east that had turned from red to gray.

When Ling Tianyun heard this, his heart trembled, he didn't expect this person to say such a puzzling sentence, and what kind of person that person was, he really wanted to see it. He had never seen such a strange strange person since he was born, and he really wanted to get to know this strange person. But he listened to Zhao Kuangyin's meaning, that person may become Zhao Kuangyin's fateful enemy in the future, and he firmly and confidently thinks so.

"If you meet this person, you will definitely form an inferiority complex in your heart. That person is too good, the martial arts realm has surpassed the innate realm, and that person's belly is not inferior to the famous scholars in the gates. He really shouldn't exist in this world, but why did he appear again? Zhao Kuangyin didn't look back, but he knew what Ling Tianyun was thinking, and he couldn't help but explain.

After listening to Zhao Kuangyin's words, Ling Tianyun became more interested in that person. If there really is such a person, he might as well get acquainted, but for some reason, he rejects getting acquainted with that person in his heart. And he seemed to think that he had an urge to meet the man, which he had really heard of for the first time.

This kind of psychologically contradictory thought was the first to surface, and curiosity made him want to get acquainted with this person, but the idea in his heart was rejection. He didn't know why he had such thoughts, could it be that in the dark, he really had anything to do with that person. He, who had never believed in fate, also began to think of this ancient fatalistic theory at this time. He thought to himself that he would never have an old enemy except for Jerod. And the strange person in Zhao Kuangyin's mouth faintly made him feel a sense of disgust.

"Let's go" Zhao Kuangyin raised his horse whip and galloped down the horse towards the front. Ling Tianyun knew that this was not the time for him to think about such a problem, he still had to stick to his obsession, as for who that person was, he believed that when the time came, something would happen naturally.

With his legs between his legs, the horse galloped down the hill in front of him like an arrow. The bleak wilderness on both sides quickly retreated in his eyes, and the horse that Zhao Kuangyin was sitting on had already taken the lead in galloping, almost beyond Ling Tianyun's sight. So that he could not stop kicking the saddle wildly, and let the horse speed up and run wildly. Thankfully, down the hillside, there was a wilderness-like plain ahead. Zhao Kuangyin's figure still didn't get out of his sight, and he could only see a flickering black shadow, but that was enough.

Dingzhou, located in the northwest of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is under the jurisdiction of the Yiwu Army. Dingzhou is located in the east of Wutai Mountain, bordering the Northern Han Dynasty, there is no chaos here regardless of the three things, on the contrary, although the folk customs here are strong, but the security here is also good. When Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin came to Dingzhou through an open plain, it was already noon. They rode their horses and galloped, with little rest along the way, and then arrived in Dingzhou at noon.

The sky was still gray, but the climate here was obviously a little colder, and the cold wind blew across his face, bringing out a bloody streak, and the veritable cold wind was like a knife.

Under the big city gate, the endless flow of people is also orderly, but the atmosphere in this Dingzhou city is completely different from the atmosphere in the Northern Han Kingdom. Let Ling Tianyun feel extremely calm and peaceful, this place is very lively, people come and go, where is the withered scene in the Northern Han Dynasty.