Wu Liuding nodded and said indifferently, "I have the highest talent, what is there to be afraid of? When I was very young, the old ancestor told me that I am a sword dao genius that only appears once in a hundred years. My sword dao can't be improved by normal methods. "
Hsu Fengnian chuckled.
Wu Liuding stared at the young king and said seriously, "Xu, think about it, when you and I first met on the river, what realm was I at? I was only at the Fake Xuan Finger level, but at that time, I was already roaming the pugilistic world as the Sword Crown. What do you think I relied on? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Your face?"
Wu Liuding paused for a moment, then he smiled brightly and rubbed his face, "That's right!"
Sword Maid Cuihua who had her eyes closed sighed slightly.
The first time was when Liu Ding entered the Sword Mountain for the first time when he was young. At that time, almost everyone didn't think that this lazy kid could pull out a sword. Unexpectedly, he attracted all twelve swords to recognize him as their master. It could be said that it was one of the rare occurrences in the long history of the Wu Family. After that, Liu Ding who had been practicing the sword for three days became even more perfunctory. Until the Sword Tomb decided on the new Sword Crown candidate, Liu Ding who had been stagnant at the third grade realm suddenly comprehended a few Finger Xuan Sword Techniques … "
Wu Liuding laughed and said, "This is a genius. If I really practice the sword diligently, wouldn't that be amazing?!"
Hsu Fengnian agreed for the first time, but the next sentence made Wu Liuding completely deflated, "If I didn't calculate wrongly, Sword Crown Wu still has one more chance. Now that he is at the Finger Xuan Realm, then it is still possible for him to stagger into the Celestial Realm. Not bad, he should be able to fight with people of the same age … That Xuanyuan Qingfeng of the Hui Mountain who was said to have comprehended immortality after watching snow for a night. Of course, the premise is that she only uses one hand."
Wu Liuding was furious, "Even if I can only break into the Celestial Realm, even if I can't reach the Great Celestial Realm, I will definitely be able to use one or two moves of the Earth Sword Immortal!"
Xu Fengnian replied with an 'oh' and added fuel to the fire. "One or two moves? That's pretty impressive. Like me, I only have a few dozen moves. "
Wu Liuding looked pitiful and turned to look at Nalan Huaiyu, "Aunt Nalan, this guy is too much of a bully!"
She smiled sweetly and added insult to injury, "Aunt is not your mother, it is useless to complain to me."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Yes, Sister Nalan, don't pay attention to him."
Nalan Huaiyu raised her eyebrows, and her smile became wider. The charm between her eyebrows was like smoke curling in spirals.
Wu Liuding instantly came back to life and was in high spirits. He turned his head and whispered to the sword attendant, Cuihua, "Listen to this fellow's tone. He is indeed an old hand who has been through thick and thin. Cuihua, right?"
Unexpectedly, Cuihua's words were not shocking, and she said with an indifferent expression, "No."
The young Sword Crown Wu, who seemed to have suffered a fatal blow from the Earth Sword Immortal, suddenly felt like his heart was dead, and he only felt that life was meaningless.
Hsu Fengnian took a deep breath.
They arrived at the south gate of Huaiyang Pass.
If this time Beimang Pass was attacked by Murong Baoding's troops, Hsu Fengnian would not have to come here at all.
But the world was unpredictable, Dong Zhuo came.
Not only that, the number of Dong Family's private army that was originally known in Liang Mang had doubled!
In the first battle of Liang Mang, although Dong Zhuo's private army did not suffer serious damage, it was not light. Moreover, the matter of Dong Zhuo's private army had always been a joke in the Beimang Southern Imperial Court. It was rumored that after the old woman met the little fatty who liked to call her Sister Emperor, she smiled and told him personally, "Fatty Dong, you can have a private army in the Southern Imperial Court, but don't mess around with 100,000 people. If you cross this line, it doesn't matter, I will promote you and let you go to Norland to be a general." No one knew if the rumor was true or false, but after that, Dong Zhuo's cavalry and infantry armies were maintained at around 60,000 people, and did not exceed 80,000 people at their peak.
This time, when Dong Zhuo submitted a letter to the Beimang Empress requesting to attack Huaiyang Pass, it was as if overnight, 80,000 grassland cavalrymen had poured into the camp of the Dong Family's private army!
In addition to the 10,000 Rouran cavalrymen that the old woman gave him.
The scale of Dong Zhuo's private army had far exceeded that of all the generals including Tuoba, Huang Songpu and Liu Gui, and it was superior to Beimang!
Now, the two Imperial Courts of Xijing and Norland must be shocked and confused at the same time.
Was this Fatty Dong, who secretly possessed such a terrifying amount of wealth, going to rebel or not?
At this moment, in the vision of the Wu Family swordsmen outside Huaiyang Pass.
A fatty with a flattering face stood at the gate, like a small mountain standing in front of the gate.
In the 20 years of war at the border of Beiliang, there was a different kind of person who was best at flattering.
Li Gongde liked to flatter Xu Xiao, and his skill had reached the point of perfection.
There was a fatty who won the title of 'Chu Basha' in poetry, and he liked to flatter His Royal Highness, and did whatever he could to disgust him.
Hsu Fengnian dismounted from his horse, and Chu Lushan naturally helped to lead the horse, his movements skillful.
In the dusk, the two entered the city first.
Hsu Fengnian did not speak.
After a moment of silence, Lu Qiu 'er said slowly, "I am very at ease, and I ask that Your Highness be at ease."
Hsu Fengnian looked ahead and said softly, "It's very difficult."
Chu Lushan stopped and said to himself, "To be honest, this world, this world, has always made me, Chu Lushan, very unhappy."
Inside the city gate, the vision was dim.
Chu Lushan stopped, turned his head and smiled: "Because this world made my most respected adoptive father and adoptive mother, their son, unhappy."
The young King also stopped and remained silent.
Chu Lushan couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't want to see it clearly, so he turned his head again.
Just like that, the two of them stood still in the dark.
Chu Lushan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Don't send me off, Chu Lushan has fought countless battles in this life. Every time I bring someone to die, I don't need anyone to send me off, and I don't want anyone to collect my corpse."
Chu Lushan strode forward, walked out of the city gate, and looked up at the sky.
He had flattered the young man many times in his life, and said countless words of flattery.
This fatty, at this time, was thinking of many years ago, when he let the child ride on his neck, and he rode on the Xu family's warhorse at that time.
Two brothers with different surnames, riding together in the west wind.
The fatty, who had his back to the young man, whispered in his heart.
Xiaonian, I am Chu Lushan's younger brother, you and I don't need to see each other again.
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