"Bang!" A figure jumped up from the desert with a machete and pounced on two bodies that had been cold by the desert cold wind.

The desert wind with ten folded souls gradually drifted away from the ten people with the dust in the wind, and several people had predicted that they could not go back to the desert again this time, even if the bodies would be found everywhere … Because their bodies were changed, the meat in the Longmen Inn bag was still noble before heaven and man yesterday, but today it has turned into smoke …
Chapter one hundred and thirty-one Understanding pain
At night, Yumen was quiet for more than ten miles. Four people sat on the ground in front of a fire, and several people stood upright around them. The flame of the fire gently jumped and reflected the four people in the darkness. An old man with white hair but full of energy was beside him. He was a handsome man with a long figure, and his wit was revealed in his eyes, which made people feel chilly. The first man bowed his head and the last man’s right hand turned out to be holding coils. Finally, his right hand lay quietly on the ground according to the ground. Two fine knives with cold light were faintly exposed at the mouth of the buckskin cloth bag. If there were a court official here If we talk about "pale with horror", they may be even more shocked or whether people can make these four East factories go out in unison! ?
The old man is impressively the founder of the East Factory, whose martial arts is second only to that of Cao Shaoqin. Jia Ting, the head of the four stalls, has a handsome face. Lu Xiaochuan, the chief think tank of Cao Shaoqin, holds the scroll. Yanxiao Chang, the number one confidant of Cao Shaoqin, is in charge of the confidential text of the East Factory, and Cao Tian, a brave and skillful rising star of the East Factory, holds two fine knives.
When slowly past the fire slowly swing …
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in front of Ji Yu’s door, and a black figure approached Jia Ting and others like a high wind in the desert.
"live!" Escorted Jia Ting four east factory black riding team elite immediately draw out a sword and roared.
"Jia Gong!" The newcomer gave a low shout.
"Let him in," Jia Ting said softly.
Jia Ting stood up slowly and smiled faintly. "What’s the situation?"
The man’s sharp eyes sank down. "It’s very difficult to keep silence and steal jade without answering."
Jia Ting said, "What do you mean, there is no reply?"
Come to ponder after a breath "dead …"
"hmm? ！” Jia Tinggang just smiled coldly like a father. He turned slightly with long sleeves and stopped talking.
Lu Xiaochuan immediately got up and waved to the newcomers to leave and then approached Jia Ting lightly, "Jia Gong …"
Suddenly the wind blew, and Jia Tingcang’s old white hair swayed in the flame. "Let’s go!"
In the snowy season, when the war broke out, several countries in China were at war with each other, and the people were in limited pain. A sallow and emaciated boy was tired and curled up in the deepest part of the alley. The snow floated on his weak body and then melted into his broken clothes. He curled his legs and held his knees tightly against his chest. His long hair was very messy and covered his head. He was so cold and hungry …
At this time, two elongated figures appeared in the alley in the dark, and they walked gently to the depths of the alley through the snow.
"Little Baby" was just when the boy seemed to be dreaming of a table full of fish and lying happily in his parents’ arms, a gentle voice pulled him back from the border of death.
The boy struggled to raise his little head and looked up at the middle-aged man in front of him. The middle-aged man looked at him very calmly. Next to him, a big boy who was equally luxurious and himself smiled at himself.
The boy’s lips and teeth were pale and his eyes drooped. He struggled to spit out the hoarse voice "Hello …"
The middle-aged man crouched down and stretched out his white palm, regardless of the boy’s dirty body. The palm touched the boy’s cheek and there was such a trace of sadness in his eyes. "Can the poor baby’s parents still be there?"
The boy is a strong heart. When he heard this sentence from the middle-aged man, he couldn’t hold back the bitterness in his heart any longer. His eyes fell with glittering tears. Tears crossed his cheeks and fell into the hands of the middle-aged man. "Dad, mom … they were killed by the officers and men of the Song Dynasty … uncles, uncles, grandparents are all dead … sisters and brothers are all dead … they are all dead …"
The middle-aged man stared at the boy’s heartbreaking cry, and his forefinger slightly raised and caressed the tears in the corner of the boy’s eye. The middle-aged man looked at the tears in his forefinger’s eyes and flashed a trace of even more grief. "There must be so many wars in this world … thief God! This is what you want to see … After the family ruined, young and old … "
"Baby, if you don’t want to die and want revenge, just come with me …" With that, the middle-aged man sighed and turned around and headed for the alley.
The boy looked at the middle-aged man and turned back, his eyes staring blankly.
"Come with us." Jinyihua boy didn’t follow the middle-aged man, but he didn’t dislike the boy’s dirty body and held out his clean little hand.
"It will dirty you." The boy let go of his knees and stretched out his right hand, then drew it back.
"No!" Jinyihua boy smiled brightly and pulled the boy to a halt, and his right hand pulled him up.
The boy’s pale face is slightly red and still hoarse. "Thank you …"
Jinyihua boy shook his head and smiled. "Why did you thank me? I used to be like you." Then he turned to look at the middle-aged man’s step-by-step back, and his eyes showed a trace of worship and gratitude. "We should all thank Jia Gong …"
The boy looked down at the eyes of the boy in Jinyihua, and also branded the man in his heart. He muttered, "I will give my life to you …"
"all right! Introduce myself, my name is stealing jade! " Jinyi boy laughed
"My name is Chang Chang …"
The gears in troubled times involve a period of life, suffering, fate and sadness. Idiots always have a blind belief in their hearts that is not changed by others. When the tender heart is planted with a kind of purple flower that will never fade, when the pain makes them remember the past, they will be desperate to realize the sacred ideal in their hearts. There is a person next to that purple flower in their hearts. That person is everything in their lives. The direction pointed by his sword is their life to fight the battlefield …
No saint in troubled times can accuse them of their beliefs because of these troubled times. These fates are sad and inspiring. Perhaps many people envy them and then envy them such a good situation than wealth, but no one can understand that the eternal law in their hearts has been erased, and they don’t need others to understand that they want to let the world taste the pain and let the world know how beautiful peace is. Their only obsession is to create an eternal country together with the one that allows them to look back …
But their faith eventually vanished …
Chapter one hundred and thirty-two The wind and rain
Outside the Longmen Inn, a group of people wearing hats, soap clothes and weapons walked sideways to the Longmen Inn with two large baskets of people.
Suddenly, the handsome man’s footsteps were slightly low, and he said to several people behind him, "Be careful if there is blood." This person is Qiu Moyan, a woman disguised as a man!
"Ah" Si Nian’s right ear smelled the footsteps outside beautifully, and his mouth smiled, so he slept on the table with one hand and then got up and said, "Xiao Er took me to the building."
"Good objective this way, please!" Xiao ‘eryi throws a shoulder rag, bends down and hunches back, and Si Nian leads the way.
Just as Sinian started the building, three of the Jianghu guests immediately got up and followed.
"Hum!" Gold inlaid jade stared at them and smiled coldly without stopping them.
"Boom!" Door Qiu Mo Yan came in, and all eyes were on this line, wearing hats, soap clothes, weapons and two big baskets of guests.
Gold inlaid jade eyed Qiu Mo Yan Qiu Mo Yan, who also paid attention to the retrospection and swept the field again, and then unconsciously looked at the light-hearted look back at Qiu Mo Yan, who smiled back at Qiu Mo Yan and turned his eyes coldly with his companions.
Having been rolling in the Jianghu for many years, my intuition made Jin Xiangyu see Qiu Mo-yan’s identity as a woman disguised as a man at a glance and her skill was quite good. These people have never appeared in the side, and they have never been forced to bully the Lord. She glanced at two big baskets with bare backs and then smiled with charm and intention.
Qiu Mo-yan and others were immediately stared at by another group of Jianghu guests in the lobby. One of them looked down at the first humanitarian. "Big Brother, wait for a group of old four to eat after they finish?"
The first man had a murderous look on his face. He looked at the gold inlaid jade not far away and then at Qiu Mo Yan and his party’s humanitarian "no"
Jin Xiangyu saw several people bow their heads and quietly came to their table. "The place is my goods and mine. If you break the rules, don’t come to me to sell stolen goods and unload goods!" After that, I immediately changed a smiling face and walked to Qiu Moyan’s side to end the big altar wine and tried to say, "The wind and rain are not as good as our Longmen Mountain rain?"
He Hu put a laundry list on the table. "Where is the wind and rain in this sunny day?"
Jin Xiangyu smiled and said, "It seems that several guest officials have come from afar. I don’t know that our Longmen Mountain is changeable." She smiled and put her elbow on Qiu Moyan’s shoulder. "Alas, where did this guest official come from?"
Qiu Mo Yan also smiled lukewarm and left the gold inlaid jade elbow to drink tea.
Tiezhu smiled. "Hehe, boss, good eyes. Let’s call Lingzhou."
Gold inlaid jade "giggled" like a water snake, and went around to hold the bamboo basket for children and asked, "Where are you going?"
He Hu changed the bamboo basket to the other side, which made Jin Xiangyu unable to help but "draw cotton state"
Gold inlaid jade stabilized and smiled. "How many days are you going to stay?"
Tiezhu Road "Leave soon"
"Oh ….." If the elders with gold inlaid jade sound pull old, they generally turn and walk to the counter and say to the shopkeeper, "You should pay more attention to these people’s background."
The shopkeeper’s right hand wiped the counter and stared at the high Mo Yan’s eyes. Several people whispered, "It’s always your honour who is thin and bald. The man in black who doesn’t talk is their head." The shopkeeper has worked in this line for decades and quickly distinguished a few people.
"That’s a woman." Gold inlaid jade smiled and looked back at Qiu Mo Yan with charm.
"Female?" The shopkeeper stare big eyes corners of the mouth with color.
"Why don’t you feel calm when you see a wife?" This is not gold inlaid jade, but from the patio out of the shopkeeper coquettish wife twisted her waist and came out.