In the deep winter, silver is covered with silver, wind and snow are falling, and the earth is covered with white...

In the early morning of January 13, Li Yanbei walked out of the twelfth of his thirty mansions and strided along the street filled with morning mist. Last night's jar of bamboo leaves, half an hour of love for him did not seem to be tired at all.

He is eight feet tall, strong, energetic, thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, eagle nose, and a serious face always has a close-to-brutal expression, looking like a leopard just emerging from the primitive forest. No matter who sees him, he will not help but show a bit of respect and awe, and he himself will never underestimate himself.

Ten years ago, he was one of the most powerful people in the ancient city. He was about ten feet behind him and followed a group of people, and he almost had to run at a speed to keep up with his steps. Among these people were the chief escorts and escorts of the three major escorts in Beijing, the leader and group head of the East and West City "on the pole", the big boss who had a very successful business and the manager of the money house.

There are also a few people who have been in the capital for more than ten years, but no one can understand their origin and identity. They are all wealthy and successful middle-aged people, and no one wants to walk out of their warm and comfortable home in such an early morning and run on the streets in the cold wind. But every morning they have to go like this.

Because Li Yanbei likes to walk along his fixed route for half an hour when the morning light is first revealed. This place can almost be regarded as his kingdom. At this time, his mind is always very clear and his judgment is always very correct. He likes his confidants to follow him behind him and wait for him to give orders. And this has been his habit for many years, just like the king's morning court. Whether you like it or not, you must not violate it.

Since Feng Kun, the chief escort leader of the "Zhenyuan Escort Agency", was dragged out of the bed by him on a cold morning and thrown into the frozen river water outside Yongding Gate, no one has dared to be late and absent once again.

The sun has not yet risen, and the wind still carries the cold fragrance of the night. The autumn trees beside the streets have already withered, and the dew of the fallen leaves has formed a thin piece of autumn frost.

Li Yanbei clenched his fists and walked quickly. He had already walked from the small road in the city to the center of the city outside Qianmen, and suddenly called out: "Sun Chong!"

Among the group of people following behind, there was immediately a middle-aged man dressed in exquisite clothes and slightly bearded, running and catching up. He was one of the generals under Li Yanbei, who was famous for creating various weapons and hidden weapons in the Central Plains.

Li Yanbei did not slow down and wait for him, and did not even look at him. He just said calmly: "Have I taken care of you long ago? Before the fifteenth, don't take on large-scale business again?"

Sun Chong said: "Yes."

Li Yanbeidao: "That wasn't that last night, why did you sell all the sixty-six ghost-headed knives, fifty swords, and all the bows and arrows that existed in the warehouse?"

Sun Chong lowered his head. His face had changed. He obviously didn't expect Li Yanbei to know about this so soon, and he lowered his head. He stuttered, "The profit of that business was very large, and it was almost profitable, and..."

"And business is always business, right?" Seeing that Sun Chong didn't dare to answer again, his head lowered, Li Yanbei's face was already angry, and his fists were clenched tighter, and he suddenly asked again: "Do you know who the buyer is?"

Sun Chong hesitated, shook his head, but his eyes were turning secretly on all sides. At this time, they had just walked on the Cherry Slanting Street with a very narrow road, and of course the shops on both sides had not opened yet. But at this moment, two large black-topped trucks rushed out in the narrow alleys on both sides, partitioning them in the middle of the road.

Then, the black tent covered in the car suddenly lifted up. Each car had more than a dozen men in black hidden. Everyone was holding Zhang Qiang's bow in their hands. The strings of each bow were already full and the arrows were already on the strings. Sun Chong was about to rush into the car, but his wrist was already clamped by Li Yanbei's iron palm.

His face immediately changed miserably, he opened his mouth and wanted to shout: "No..."

Before this sentence was heard, the bowstrings were sounded, and arrows shot out like locusts. Li Yanbei sat down on his horse, swung his backhand, and swung his man up. He met the locusts. In an instant, Sun Chong's man had been shot into a piercing manner. Li Yanbei shouted fiercely and wanted to rush into the caravan. Unexpectedly, after the archers in front shot out the arrows, his body immediately fell down, and there were even a group of archers behind him.

The bow strings of the twenty-eight strong bows were already full, and the arrows were already on the strings. Li Yanbei's body immediately stiffened. The group of people following him were all separated by the third cart one meter away. Even though he was covered in steel and iron, he could never stop the rounds of locust-like arrows!

After twenty years of struggle and hundreds of hard battles, he would inevitably fall into the trap of his opponent. Li Yanbei's eyes were covered with blood, and it seemed like a beast that had fallen into the trap of a hunter. As long as the bowstring sounded again, the hero of the capital who dominated the country would inevitably be penetrated by arrows.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a very sharp sound of wind suddenly sounded on the eaves on the left.

A blue light flashed! Slashed across the bowstring.

I heard a series of rapid sounds of "bounce, jump, jump" like pearls falling from a jade plate. The bow strings of twenty-eight strong bows were scratched by two green lights at the same time! Then, another "snatch" sound, and the green light was nailed to the door panel on the right, and it was only two copper coins.

Who has such amazing finger strength that can cut twenty-eight bowstrings with copper coins? The archers' faces have changed terriblely. They suddenly all turned over and jumped out of the caravan and rushed into the narrow alley. Li Yanbei did not chase them.

These people are not his opponents and are not worthy of his attack. And he knew many years ago that killing does not make people truly obey and respect him.

He just said in a deep voice: "Everyone might as well walk slowly and go back and tell your master, just say that since Li Yanbei is not dead today, he will go to find him one day!"

A burst of applause suddenly sounded from the eaves on the left. A man smiled and said, "Okay! Good demeanor and so grand. It's true that he is worthy of Li Yanbei, who is full of kindness and righteousness in Beijing."

Li Yanbei also smiled: "It's a pity that Li Yanbei, who is full of kindness and righteousness, even if he has three heads and six arms, he is not as good as Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers!"

A man laughed and jumped down from the eaves. His face was covered in dust, but his eyes were still bright and his eyebrows were still pitch black. Four eyebrows. Apart from him, no one in the world had a beard that looked as tall and delicate as his eyebrows: "It seems that you are not that forgetful yet!"

Li Yanbei smiled: "Who else in the world can cut off twenty-eight bowstrings with two copper coins? Besides, let alone you have been away for three months, only three years or thirty years. How can I forget you?"

After saying that, the two of them looked at each other and laughed, and the sun had risen. They found a particular store together and prepared to have some breakfast... The heat coming out of the soy sauce pot looked like fog in the sun.

Lu Xiaofeng cooked pork head meat with fire, and took pickled bean juice. She drank three bowls of it, then she let out a long breath and wiping her sweat and laughed: "I haven't arrived in the capital for three months. Do you know what I miss the most?"

Li Yanbei smiled and said, "Bean Ju?"

Lu Xiaofeng laughed and nodded: "The first thing I miss is bean juice, the second thing I miss is fried belly, especially Cai Xianju's hot-baked liver, Runminglou's hot-baked tartar and pie Zhou's pie."

Li Yan North Road, “Where am I?”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I will only think of you when I am not hungry."

Li Yanbei laughed: "But you are afraid that I will die almost at the hands of others?"

Lu Xiaofeng admitted: "I never thought you would let them go!"

Li Yanbeidao: "Do you think I like to kill people?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled again: "If you like to kill, you are afraid you will not be alive today."

Li Yanbeidao: "But you..."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "But at least you should ask. Who sent them!"

Li Yanbei also smiled: "I don't need to ask."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You already know?"

Li Yanbei's smile did not seem very pleasant, and he said lightly: "Who has such courage except Lao Du in the south of the city?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Du Tongxuan?"

Li Yanbei nodded, and the fried screw he had just picked up in his hand had been crushed to pieces.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "For the past ten years, you and him have never been in trouble. He should have known that you are not a person who is prone to being plotted against, so why do you take such risks?"

Li Yanbeidao: "For the sake of 600,000 taels of silver, he and the land in the south of the city."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand.

Li Yanbeidao: "I have made a bet with him, and I will bet on 600,000 taels of silver and all his territory."

This bet is really not small.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but breathe a long breath: "What are you betting on?"

Li Yanbeidao: "I bet on the battle on December 15th!"

On the full moon night, on the top of purple gold, a sword comes from the west, and an immortal flying from the sky!

Li Yanbeidao: "The day of that battle was originally December 15th, and the place was originally on the Zijin Mountain in Moling, but the 'Ghost Sorrow' Han Wen insisted on postponing the date by one month, and the place was also changed here."

Lu Xiaofeng raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "I know."

He has been in Divine Needle Villa these days, free and happy, but he has listened to many things in the world. Since Han Wen defeated Shangguan Jin and Dugu Yihe, he has made great progress and improved his swordsmanship. He has been in the limelight for a while. Within two months, he defeated strong enemies and finally challenged Ye Gucheng, the world's number one swordsman!

Li Yanbeidao: "Since December 15th, no one in the world has seen the whereabouts of Korean people!"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed. Of course he knew about this. He was also looking for Korean. It was very difficult to find it.

Li Yanbeidao: "So, everyone thinks that Han Wen must be afraid of Ye Gucheng and must have hidden himself and dared not show up."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you know that he is definitely not such a person!"

Li Yanbei nodded and said, "That's right! I had a bit of holiday with Lao Du and him because of the 'red shoes' before, but I had seen him and had a drink with him and became friends. I know what he is like! So although others think he will definitely lose, I still want to bet on him! No matter how much I bet on it."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course Du Tongxuan won't miss this opportunity."

Li Yanbeidao: "So he bet with me."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Use his territory to bet on your territory?"

Li Yanbeidao: "If he loses, he will have to add another 600,000 taels of silver."

"Ye Gucheng has a long reputation after all. Even if Han Wen defeated strong enemies in a row and killed the world with a sword, he would finally give people a feeling of insufficient background!" Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "I know, a month ago, someone was willing to win with three goals and two to gamble on Ye Gucheng!"

Li Yanbeidao: "The trading session two days ago has arrived at the first two to one. Everyone is optimistic about Ye Gucheng. Until yesterday morning, Du Tongxuan still thought he was sure to win."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Until yesterday morning?"

Li Yanbeidao: "Because yesterday afternoon, the situation suddenly changed!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?"

Li Yanbei stared at him and said, "Have you really not heard that Ye Gucheng is injured?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook her head, looking surprised: "How could he be injured? Who can hurt him?"

Li Yanbei Road: "Tang Tianyi."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "The eldest son of the Tang family in Shu?"

Li Yanbeidao: "Not bad?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Ye Gucheng has lived overseas for a long time, how could he have had a festival with the people from the Tang family in Shu?"

Li Yanbeidao: "It is said that they met near Zhangjiakou. For some reason, there was a conflict. Although Ye Gucheng seriously injured Tang Tianyi with a flying fairy in the sky, he himself was also hit by Tang Tianyi's poisonous sand."

The poison hidden weapon of the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu. No one in the world can solve it except the children of the Tang family. No matter who gets hit by their poison hidden weapon, even if he doesn't die at that time, he won't live long.

Li Yanbeidao: "The news reached the capital. Those who bought Ye Gucheng won all turned into ants on the hot pan. Some were so anxious that they wanted to hang themselves, while others tried every means to ask the other party to invalidate the bet."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "If the other party dies, this bet will naturally be invalid!"

Li Yanbei sneered: "That's why Du Tongxuan is determined to put me to death!"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, he finally understood the whole story of this matter.

Li Yanbei continued: "It is said that just last night, at least 30 people in the capital had died because of this. Even the "iron palms" in the palace in Xicheng was plotted to be in the shabby alley behind the Iron Shizi Hutong because he also bet on 8,000 taels of silver to buy Han Wensheng."

Looking at the pork head and fire burning in front of him, he suddenly felt that his appetite became very bad. Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "I didn't expect that eight thousand taels of silver would be enough to buy someone's life!... Has anyone seen the battle between Ye Gucheng and Tang Tianyi with his own eyes?" He suddenly asked again.

Li Yanbei shook his head: "No."
To be continued...