Everyone was shocked when they saw this situation. There were still people there who dared to be in front of the mountain. The guards on both sides wanted to rescue them in front of the mountain, but the three flying knives came in a fierce and unstoppable manner. Before the guards took action, they were not forced by the willow blade facing each other. Many people were so scared that they sat on the ground, and they saw that the three lives were about to splatter blood on the spot.

Unexpectedly, a figure of rabbit rose and fell, flew past the crowd, and white clothes fluttered. It was Xiao Yun. Seeing three flying knives coming, these three old men who were ignorant of life and death would definitely not be able to escape, and immediately became eager to save them. The flying knives "Swipe" came through the air with a breeze. Xiao Yun took a breath, calmly waved his right hand," with a "keng" sound, the moon-cutting knife cut through the scabbard and broke through the air, looking at the flying knives, shouting loudly, and the eight-style slashed the moon-cutting swords, "kengkeng" three consecutive swords, slashing the three willow-leaf flying knives flying towards the ground.

"Good sword technique..." Zhang Shixin at the door shook his palm-leaf fan and looked at Xiao Yun with a smile. Ye Dexin, who followed him, stood by Zhang Shixin's arm, and looked at Xiao Yun with interest.

Xiao Yun slowly put away the moon-slaying knife, inserted it back to his waist and smiled, "Isn't it still a pity?"

Zhang Shixin frowned, and his murderous aura appeared on his face. He stared at Xiao Yun, then suddenly put away the paper fan, patted it in his hand, and smiled at the sky, saying, "Okay, so brave. You Xiao Yun is the first person who can talk to me, Zhang Shixin!"

When they heard that it was Zhang Shixin's name, the crowd suddenly surged. Although these people had never seen Zhang Shixin, the name of Zhang Shicheng's brothers was well-known in the past two years. This person's name was Zhang Shixin and Zhang Shicheng, but there was only one word apart. It was undoubtedly Zhang Shicheng's brother. It was rumored that Zhang Shicheng's subordinates had always been murderous, and the elderly, weak, women and children would not let go. They were holding those well-dressed guests who were watching the show. At this moment, many people were scared.

After entering the bottom of the table, some simply fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, some hid behind the hall pillar, some shouted loudly, Zhao Huan was holding the wine jar and looked surprised, but he was secretly annoyed in his heart: "The second young master is really, it's okay to claim a name. Although Xiao Yun had already drunk Wu Du Powder, it only took three days to attack. If this person thought of our relationship and told the Seventh Prince that with the means of the Seventh Prince, how could he let me go...?"

The Seventh Prince thought it was just a few little thieves who cheated on food and drinks. He didn't care about the three old men's screams. In addition, he was the old birthday star and drank a lot of wine during the meal. At this moment, he was so angry that he was dizzy that the little princess could help him walk into the back hall. At this time, he heard Zhang Shixin's name report and was shocked. Now, in front of everyone, a thief was infiltrated into his mansion and ate and drank heavily, and killed people with a knife. He only made the arrogant Seventh Prince so angry that he smoked the seventh prince. He pushed the little prince away, picked up a knife from a guard, and immediately walked away. He was extremely fast, and he was the prince, and there was someone there who dared to stop him. In less than a moment, he walked to Xiao Yun and stood there. He held a knife in his hand and pointed at Zhang Shixin and asked, "You are really a thief, Zhang Shicheng's younger brother?"

Zhang Shixin couldn't help it. He waved his left hand, waved his brush, shook the paper fan, shook it twice, and laughed, saying, "It's like a fake one!"

"Hahaha...haha..." The Seventh Prince looked up to the sky for a while and said loudly: "Okay, I have the courage. Today you took the initiative to come to your door. It's really a matter of searching for everything without any effort. If you can leave my residence alive today, I am not a descendant of Temujin."

"Okay!" Zhang Shixin shook the paper fan and praised: "I have heard that the Seventh Prince has been known as the No. 1 master of the capital for a long time. Today I am Zhang Shixin's honor to be able to see the Seventh Prince's charm and charm!"

The Seventh Prince snorted and said, "The award is just a favorable place for you. Compared to you, I'm afraid...?"

When Xiao Yun heard the tone of the two, he knew that this battle tonight was inevitable. He also wanted to see how good the Seventh Prince was. This Tartar prince was arrogant and probably had some skills. In addition, although Xiao Yun was not very sure of the purpose of Zhang Shixin's trip, he could guess a little. Thinking that he would defect to Zhu Yuanzhang in the future, he would have to fight with him. He could see his skills in advance, and he would not be able to see a good thing at first sight. Therefore, since the Seventh Prince came, he retreated aside intentionally or unintentionally.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood still, his sleeve was suddenly pulled. Xiao Yun was shocked and thought to himself: "Is there still a robber?" He was about to draw his sword and turned around suddenly, but he saw the little princess standing behind him timidly, looking at the tense Seventh Prince and Zhang Shixin with horror on his face.

Xiao Yun looked at her horrified look and couldn't help feeling pity. He gently grabbed her little hand, put it in his palm and squeezed it, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm here, is it okay?"

The little princess nodded shyly and let him hold his little hand. A joy she had never experienced slowly spread in her heart.

Seeing that Zhang Shixin did not take him seriously, his face was flushed with alcohol, and he was so angry that he could only hear him snorting coldly and said to Zhang Shixin: "Since you are here, you might as well show your hands!" After saying that, he took two steps forward with his knife. Zhang Shixin stared at the steps of the Seventh Prince, laughed, and said, "I am just thinking about it!" After pausing, he glanced at the scimitar in the seventh Prince's hand and said aloud: "You are here to pick up the knife, and you are very good at coming to the knife. Today I will use the paper fan in my hand to learn about the prince's sword technique! Learning without front and back, the master is the first, please, please!"

As soon as Zhang Shixin finished speaking, the paper fan "swipes" attacked three moves and flew up.

The Seventh Prince snorted coldly and said, "Looking for death!" But seeing Zhang Shixin's moves are extraordinary. Although the paper fan moves are ordinary, they have murderous intentions, and they dare not take care of them. They took two steps back, "With a slash, the sword was extremely strange. But when the Seventh Prince slashed with four fingers in his right hand and the orchid finger in his left hand, he looked at it and looked quite like a literary figure. Xiao Yun used the Moon-Slaying Sword Technique, which was so powerful that he suddenly saw such a weak scholar. "Just this sword technique, is it the best master in Kyoto, right?"

He was still laughing secretly, but Zhao Huan, who was standing beside him, changed his face and couldn't help but shout, "Speak the way of lice."

Xiao Yun was surprised: "Talking about lice" is actually a sword technique. What is not mentioned in history is Wang Meng? How did it become a sword technique?

The so-called "The good minister of Guanzhong is Wang Meng, and the people of the world hope to Xie An". "Talking about lice" refers to Wang Meng. Wang Meng's family was poor when he was young. In order to make a living, he made a business by selling dustpans at a young age. Once, Wang Meng went to Luoyang to sell goods and met a man who wanted to buy dustpans at a high price. The man said he had no money on his body and asked Wang Meng to go home to get the money. Wang Meng followed the man, but he walked into the deep mountains and was taken to an old man with a beard and beard standing around. Wang Meng bowed to the old man, and the old man hurriedly said, "Prince, why do you want to worship me!" So the old man gave Wang Meng a money to buy dustpans ten times the usual price, and sent someone to see him off. Wang Meng went out of the mountain and looked back and realized that it was Zhongyue Songshan.

When the teacher told this story, Xiao Yun didn't agree and thought to himself: "It's a story about Zhang Liang meeting Huang Shigong by chance!"

The story is old-fashioned, but it works.

Wang Meng was not swallowed by the smoke of war, nor was he crushed by the burden of life. In the chaos of war, he observed the changes of the wind and clouds; in the bitter wind and rain, he could not put down his hand, studied hard, and absorbed various knowledge extensively, especially military scientific knowledge. Slowly, Wang Meng grew up to be a handsome and majestic person.

The young man was polite and solemn, deep and strong, ambitious, and extraordinary. He was inseparable from trivial matters and was even more disdainful of dealing with dust and dirt, so he was often ridiculed by those shallow and flamboyant children. Wang Meng was leisurely and contented and did his own way. He once went out to Yecheng, the capital of Later Zhao (now southwest of Linzhang, Hebei). No one of the dignitaries looked down upon him, but Xu Tong, who had "a lesson from others", "stranged him." In the Later Zhao Dynasty, Xu Tong was appointed as the Shizhong and summoned him to be Gongcao (the chief of the county magistrate or county magistrate, in charge of personnel and participation in government affairs). Wang Meng escaped but refused, and lived in seclusion in Huashan, the western mountain, waiting for the changes of the wind and clouds before moving.

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ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiaojing updated four chapters tonight, and wrote for a day. Just when you are all together, Xiaojing is still writing at her desk. In order to code the chapters of another festival tomorrow, "National Day", Xiaojing decided to sacrifice the happy Mid-Autumn Festival. All of this is like your strong support. Some time ago, it was Xiaojing's "The King of the World" that strongly supported Xiaojing's "The King of the World" that was launched on the high-quality channel. Now the high-quality products have jumped to the 42nd place in the subscription list. It is still a distance from the top ten. This distance seems not far, but
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