Walking in the heavy mud with an umbrella, Xu Fengnian reached out and slowly teared off a rooted face and put it in his arms. Among the six masks carefully created by the southern witch Shu Xi, there are three levels of ventilation and rooted in the spirit. The ventilation can be applied and removed at will. If it takes root, it will take a lot of energy. One can be used once, and Shu Xi said that it will be invalidated. As for the reincarnation of the root bone, even if it is disfigured after putting it on, it will not be restored to its original appearance. A rooted face can be used three to four times. Xu Fengnian does not want any dead soldiers to follow him, leaving a puppet to trick the Beiliang Palace. After entering Beimang, he will inevitably be a thrifty and wealth-guarding slave.

Kill six people in the second grade, three people in the Vajra Realm, and one person in the Killing Xuan.

This is one of the goals set by Xu Fengnian for his trip to Beimang. Most of the reason was to choose the city of Longyaozhou as Beimang's foothold because of the city's mute Tao Qianzhi. This general who was demoted and promoted was placed in the city of Beimang's king's court in the city of Liuliu. How could it be simply to keep Tao Qianzhi away from the right and wrong with several younger generations of royal relatives? The Queen of Beimang held the throne of the royal court and looked at the tiger's sight of the Liyang Dynasty that unified the Spring and Autumn Period.

He was really a stance of sitting north and facing south and swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger. Who dares to say that Tao Qianzhi was not a key secret chess that she pointed directly at Beiliang Youzhou? Although this person was just a warrior close to the second rank, Tao Qianzhi was far more than ordinary, whether it was the gathering of people on the border or the threat to Beiliang in the future. When he had a close conversation with Xu Xiao, he mentioned the Xinchengmu and said that killing Tao Qianzhi was as good as the army to kill the three thousand cavalry of Beimang!

Tao Qianzhi, who likes to kill the soldiers of the Northern Liang every day, is not stable at this time. How could Xu Fengnian not take action? Choosing today, Tao Qianzhi died in a good time. Although Xu Fengnian took off his mask and the Pu Zhuochun Lei sword on his waist was not conspicuous, the twenty- dozen iron-armored guards escaped back to Liuxiaocheng. Even though the dragons had no heads, Tao Qianzhi's achievements in governing the army were destined to lay a net of heaven and earth. Xu Fengnian was wandering in the city two days ago and had already studied the layout of Liuxiaocheng. Without going through the city gate, he chose a rare city.

The wall climbed up like an ants in the city, and the heavy rain was still heavy. It climbed to the top of the city and jumped past it. It floated down the walls inside the city, and walked in the deserted alleys. There were also experts in the city besides Tao Qianzhi. Small cavalry teams were swaying separately. The martial law was very clever, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and did not cause any panic to the people in the city. Xu Fengnian's patrol and search for this level was a well-deserved expert, so he naturally avoided it easily. He even went to Zhouji Shop as promised to buy a tray of hot small buns.

From leaving the Wei Mansion to returning, it was only an hour and a half before lunch, and the maid Chunnong was waiting in his room. When Xu Fengnian pushed the door open, the bored girl lay on the window railing in a daze, not noticed it. It was not until she smelled the fragrance that she suddenly turned her head and saw Mr. Xu who was soaked in her hands, holding a tray of food in her hands. Her eyes turned red for no reason, and her silent eyes were so charming.

Xu Fengnian had to interrupt her feelings and joked: "Don't be self-indulgent, buy it. Take it and eat it with Qiushui. As for changing clothes, I will do it myself, so as not to ruin your appetite. Huh? Cry? Don't, when outsiders see it, they think I'm better than beasts. If you want to take a tray of small buns, you will run away and elope back to Beiliang."

Wei Feng smiled and said, "Nephew, it's old wine to stir-fry snails. The King of Hell refused to leave when he came. This dish of fried Qingming Festival is not a famous dish, but it's really hard to enjoy this taste in Beimang. Try it more."

He should have treated him as his biological nephew and did not continue to be polite. Wei Feng turned to Liu Nirong and smiled, "Miss Liu, Old Man Wei still said the same thing. If you really want to save money, you can deliver it to Yulong to the carriage. The Wei Mansion also has some strong men who can play a few sets of hand-like men who can help escort them. He dare not boast, but the 20-horse drivers can still squeeze out the hands of the 20-horse drivers."

Liu Nirong shook her head and smiled, "It's too reckless to take tens of thousands of taels of silver to walk on the border. These days, the Yulong Gang relies on the care of the old man and spend too much money. He really has no shame to make Mr. Wei worry. Liu Nirong can trust the old man and the two-character pie shop that passes through the two realms of Beiliang and Beimang."

Wei Feng stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word.

Liu Nirong raised her glass, "Liu Nirong dares not drink too much, but she respects the old man very much. Just help Yulong to respect the old man three cups. You can do whatever you want, you can do it."

She drank three cups in a row without missing a drop of wine. Wei Feng took a sip and put the cup on it, but no one thought it was the old guy who was showing off his airs. During this period, in addition to relying on the Wei Mansion to stay in the city with a happy and romantic life, he also heard many strange anecdotes about Mr. Wei, which were even more exciting than the legend of the storyteller in the teahouse.

The wind and rain stopped, and there were many people on the street who went out to visit graves.

When he arrived, a carriage had carriage and was sitting on the Western Shu Gongsun Lianzhu arrow with a ox horn bow at his feet. When he left, he only had Xu Fengnian who took off the spring thunder knife and placed it in the corner. Before getting on the car, he bowed to Wei Fengzhi's juniors. This time the latter did not pretend to be angry and accepted it calmly.

Seeing the Yulong Gang gradually moving away, Wei Feng retracted his gaze and glanced at Chun Nong Qiushui, two maids who were unable to do it. He frowned and his lips moved slightly, making him confused, and he didn't know what the old man said.

When passing through the city gate, Xu Fengnian, who did not thunder, took the initiative to get off the car. The Yulong Gang was fully guided. The city gate guards, who had secretly increased their personnel, opened the records of entering the city. Each person carefully compared the past and verified it correctly before they let it go.

Hundred steps away from the city, Xu Fengnian, who was walking with a horse, subconsciously looked at the top of the city and saw the woman covered in the forehead standing side by side with Jinyi's entourage. She made a ruthless gesture of wiping her neck with a knife!

Xu Fengnian smiled, were they all rushing to die on Qingming Festival?

Stay behind the city? Stay behind?

Xu Fengnian actually had the urge to draw his sword at this moment.
Chapter completed!