The night was as dark as ink, and I wonder who would come. Chen Leng's sitting still, raised his legs and gently tapped his fingers on his knees. He had never heard of Chen Leng singing and opera, but Chen Leng's tune could be heard. In the Yingxin Building, he would occasionally invite the opera troupe to come and set up a stage to perform and thank the old guest. The one who sang the most was this one.

Dingjun Mountain.

On the weekend, heroes and princes emerged. This place in Xijiang was originally called Xiliang during that period. Liang was full of heroes and fierce fighting. The thieves from all over the country were exhausted, so the people were even more indifference. I don’t know who suggested that many forces in Xiliang gathered on Dingjun Mountain to select a hero as the leader. The various places in Xiliang responded, and the thieves gathered in Dingjun Mountain.

At this time, he is a great thief, and then he will become a prince, so he will naturally not be disrespectful to each other.

When he arrived at Dingjun Mountain, a young general claimed to be his surname, wearing a commoner's clothes and holding a silver spear, and won thirty-six battles. He was known as the number one hero in Xiliang, gathered all the green forest heroes, built an army of 100,000 to pacify Xiliang.

When he arrived in Chu, he did not dare to attack Xiliang. The court sent people to recruit people. At that time, the young general was no longer young. At that time, he was more than fifty years old. Emperor Chu appointed him as King of Xiliang.

The establishment of four places in the early days of Chu was unstable, and the countries in the Western Regions were eyeing each other. King Xiliang held another banquet at the foot of Dingjun Mountain and invited the countries in the Western Regions to send people to come in the name of King Xiliang of Chu. At the foot of Dingjun Mountain, the King of Xiliang, who was in his fifties, announced that he would make friends with martial arts. He would drink a bowl of wine with one person. The knife was a wooden knife, the wine was an old wine, and the bowl was a big sea bowl, which was more than dozens of people. He could drink dozens of bowls. He stabbed the old man with a sword at the foot of Dingjun Mountain. The old man said that the soldiers were only in Xiliang and were brothers. Those who passed Xiliang would never stop until they died.

Seeing that he was still invincible and the cavalry of Xiliang was still invincible, the people sent by the countries in the Western Regions expressed their willingness to make an oath. Since then, Xiliang has ushered in 50 years of peace.

Later, Emperor Chu was worried that the King of Xiliang was rebellious and planned to kill the entire clan.

Several hundred years later, when it came to Ningqi, there was only Western Xinjiang, and no longer Western Liang.

At this moment, Chen Leng sat outside the gate of La Liga. The night wind was still cold. His fingers tapped the beat, humming a song of Dingjun Mountain, looking at him with dark eyes, as if he really saw a mountain, that Dingjun Mountain.

But what is inserted at the foot of this mountain is not a Mo Dao, but a black thread knife.

On the city wall, the general Tan Jiuzhou naturally understood the cold intention. There were still three thousand brothers trapped in Tongyangtai City. The army was unstable and morale was unstable in La Liga. Everyone was waiting for him to order to save the brothers. But at this time, it was difficult to rescue the people. If they were not enough, they would lose more soldiers. Isn't the general anxious? The general was more anxious than anyone else, but there was no safe plan, and the general dared not to mourn his subordinates' lives at will.

At this time, if morale cannot be restored, Western Xinjiang is really unsafe.

"Come!"

Tan Jiuzhou pointed his hand at the cold place outside the city: "Give Li Tu a bright light and give him a strong wine!"

Personal soldiers rushed out and set up bright lights around the place where Chen Leng was located outside the city. In fact, the soldiers also understood the general's meaning. Chen Leng had already killed people, so it was difficult to guarantee that the people of the Western Regions would not fire cold arrows from afar. Within hundreds of steps, they all set up bright lights, and lit up the torches.

Several jars of old wine were placed beside Shen Leng, and the soldiers who came over with the wine clasped their fists: "Mr. Li, I don't know you. I have never heard of your name before, and I don't know when you came. You are armoured by the Tingwei Mansion. All the soldiers in Daning know that the brothers of the Tingwei Mansion are just the same as our soldiers. My name is Ye Kui. If Lord. If Lord doesn't dislike me, you can call me my brother."

"The border troops in the Western Frontier."

The other border troops all strode over and stood not far from Shen Leng to salute.

"Everyone can be called brothers."

Chen Leng stood up and clasped his fists.

"If Lord Li comes to Xijiang again in the future, please take off his mask and let's drink it."

"good!"

Chen Leng clasped his fists and looked around for a while, and the soldiers of the border immediately retreated, but did not enter the city. Everyone stood with their swords, right behind Shen Leng.

Hundreds of soldiers stood neatly not far behind, and there was a high wall. No matter how cold the night wind was, they dared not approach it.

The sound of horse hooves in the distance was heard, and a group of Western Regions people rode on horseback. A big man with a beard jumped down on the horse's back, naked and holding an iron hammer in each hand. Seeing that the hammer was bigger than a watermelon, it was obvious that it was heavy.

"Tubo Hamichi, come and try your knife."

The Tubo brave general strode to Chen Leng and looked at the wine jar piled beside Chen Leng: "Drink first or fight first?"

Chen Leng handed over a bowl of wine: "Drink first, or you won't be able to drink it."

Ha Michi laughed: "Ningren is so crazy."

Chen Leng replied: "It's better for people to be crazy."

Ha Michi picked up the wine bowl and drank it all, and threw it to the ground: "I heard you say that anyone who fights with you needs to leave a hairpin. I am a man, how can a man carry a hairpin? So the things that the girls whine are disgusting."

He reached out and took a large piece of gold from his personal soldiers and was still under Shen Leng's feet: "This is a bet, enough for you to make a hairpin, and the rest will be used to buy you a coffin."

Chen Leng looked down at the large piece of gold and shook his head: "Only take up the hairpin."

Ha Michi was furious: "Where did there come so many rules? If you kill you, there will be no rules."

He strode forward, and smashed Chen Leng's head with a hammer with his right hand. Chen Leng stretched out his right hand and instantly pulled out the black thread knife that was inserted not far away. He raised his hand to raise the knife, and the heavy hammer hit the black thread knife hard. Mars splashed everywhere. First, there was a crisp sound, and the hammer was steadily blocked by the black thread knife, as if it was fixed there.

Then there was a muffled sound, and the four legs of the chair that was sitting in cold suddenly sank, sinking deep into the land.

Ha Michi was born with divine power. Seeing that Chen Leng actually blocked his hammer, he became even more angry. The hammer in his left hand also raised and smashed it hard towards the hammer in his right hand. This time it seemed heavier. The four legs of Chen Leng's chair sank almost all into the ground. The chair could not withstand the huge pressure and shattered before it penetrated into the ground.

It cooled down and didn't move.

Squatted there with his legs as rocks.

At that time, he was young. As soon as Mr. Chen took him away, he deliberately tested his physique and asked him to squat on the running carriage. Chen Leng kept still. Before he practiced martial arts, he made Mr. Chen look at him with admiration. Many years later, Chen Leng was already a general who killed all directions, and his basic skills such as horse stance were still there.

Holding the double hammer with one knife, Chen Leng turned his head and looked at the chair, frowned slightly: "I have to pay for the chair."

He slowly straightened up and stood up straight with the double hammers above his head. Ha Michi's eyes suddenly widened and his hands pressed down tightly, but how could he suppress it?

"You, I will let you first."

Chen Leng's arms slowly sank, and two sledgehammers were almost pressed against his head. At this moment, Chen Leng's arms suddenly exerted force and raised them up. The two sledgehammers were raised. The moment the sledgehammer flew, Chen Leng took half a step forward with his left foot, and the black-lined knife fell down from the air. The knife passed by, and the lights around seemed to have dimmed in an instant.

With a puff, Ha Michi's head fell to the ground.

Chen Leng bent down and picked up two sledgehammers and placed them in front of him: "Think you were paying me the money for the chair."

Black-eyed stepped up, picked up Ha Michichi's head and placed it on the other side of Shen Leng.

Chen Leng said, "Let the rest go back, remember that my name is Li Tuming. Daning has military rules and the country has rules. If you have enough people, I can be granted the title of Marquis of Wanhu. No matter how many countries you have in the Western Regions, you don't just look down on you Tubo or Houque. How many countries are counted as a country, it's all garbage. Go back and say, Li Tuming said."

"Come on a new chair."

Chen Leng turned around and said, and immediately someone ran out with a chair and placed it next to him.

The black thread knife returned to the scabbard, which poked on the ground.

Chen Leng sat down and looked at the two sledgehammers: "This thing is really powerful, I will take it back and give it to Wang Kuohai as a toy."

He smiled black eyes and looked back at the soldiers of the border. The distance was not very close, so he bent down and asked in a low voice. "Can I not be able to catch these two hammers?"

Chen Leng said: "It should be possible, but I can't handle the one behind me. This person has more strength than me, of course he just has more strength."

He whispered: "That's a fierce man."

"That's a big deal."

Chen Leng curled his lips, and under his face, he curled his lips and his eyes were invisible.

"It's only seven at most."

Chen Leng is ready: "Wait for the next one."

Black Eye asked: "What about me? How many?"

Chen Leng thought for a while: "You can kill him by fighting alone, but you are not his opponent on the battlefield. I think you are my side, so I will count you as eight."

Black-eyed snorted: "Breaking a word."

Suddenly, a question came to mind, and Black Eye asked again: "Where is Master Cha?"

Chen Leng sighed: "Ta Master? What is Tea Master... important?"

Heiyan thought about Cha Ye's sword. Anyway, he felt that he would not be able to catch a sword. This Western Regional man who made a sledgehammer should not even have the chance to lift the sledgehammer. Cha Ye's sword is already the most terrifying sword in the world.

"Tea Master..."

Speaking of Cha Ye, Chen Leng's eyes couldn't help but floated: "I don't know where they have gone. It's so hard to take care of her two children alone."

At the same time, on the big boat heading to the east Xinjiang, the two children were playing so much that they refused to sleep. Cha Ye sat at the table and used the light to slit Xiao Shenji's newly scratched clothes. He glanced at the two children: "Stop making trouble, sit down, do a calculation problem and go to bed. If you can't do it, go to the deck outside to stand!"

Xiao Shenning sat down obediently, while Xiao Shen Ji was a little reluctant, but he was reluctant. What he feared most was not Empress Zhenfei but his biological mother. It really hurts when his biological mother's broom greeted him with her little butt.

"What's the problem?"

"Your sister does the calculations, I'll test you."

Cha Ye put down the needle and thread in his hand, looked at Xiao Shenji and said seriously: "What can you think of when you see me sewing your clothes?"

Xiao Shenji: "I thought you wouldn't buy me new clothes."

Cha Ye raised his eyebrows, and Xiao Shenji quickly lowered his head: "Simple, simple, I said I should be simple."

Cha Ye relaxed for a moment and looked at Xiao Shenji with a loving mother's eyes: "Did you think of a poem? loving mother or something..."

It's not difficult to guess. Of course, Xiao Shenji had thought of it for a long time, but he just felt it was incompatible.

"What, you still refuse to say it?"

The corners of Cha Ye's eyebrows were raised again.

Xiao Shen continued to sigh: "Mom, I know you want me to say the love mother's hand thread and the wandering son's clothes, but...Mom, my father said he wanted to be an honest man, especially if he couldn't lie to you, so I couldn't say it..."

Mr. Cha took a deep breath: "I am not a loving mother?"

Xiao Shenji: "The loving mother...the sword in her hand, and the young son slashed her body."
Chapter completed!