(in just half a day, the whole Fangu city has been covered with heavy snow. I can\'t see the green bricks and red tiles. Looking up, I can see that there are happy white everywhere. There are no rich and noble people in Fangu city. If you have to say that there is such a solution, it can be regarded as one.

But Fang Xie doesn\'t have much money. He is the big shopkeeper of Jinyuan square. He is the owner of the tea house. He built keshengju. But he can only be regarded as a senior migrant worker. He brought prosperity to fangucheng. The annual income of the three buildings is 200000 Liang. But he only shares dividends. Because the money raised from the initial establishment of Jinyuan square does not have a copper coin. Every year Apart from the dividends distributed to the people, most of the money must be handed over to Li Xiaozong.

Although he doesn\'t spend money lavishly, at least he has the identity of a deputy of the Scout team. He has a lot of entertainment on weekdays. Naturally, he treats so many industries under his name every time. So he hasn\'t saved much in the past two years. Those who turn the box and turn the cupboard and collect all the silver, that is, three or four thousand taels. These thousands of taels are a lot of money in fan Gu, but when he comes to Chang\'an City, I\'m afraid he\'ll only pay Not enough access to several high-end places like half moon building.

Therefore, when Fang Xie found that he had only these possessions, he was inevitably depressed and annoyed.

"Never engage in fund-raising enterprises in the future!"

He muttered and stuffed all the silver tickets into his arms. The remaining two or three hundred taels of silver were packed into the package. Before walking, he couldn\'t help but look at the border army uniform on the clothes rack at the head of the bed. Black leather armor, blue dress, black leather boots, and the big red cloak he would wear during festivals.

"It\'s a pity... I wanted to ask Li Xiaozong to gather all my military skills before going to Chang\'an. Now I don\'t have enough military skills. I have to take more trouble to take the test of the martial arts academy. I don\'t have much money around me. I\'m afraid I can\'t buy a seven grade sesame official in the imperial capital."

"You can\'t go to the camp. The four masters are all in that direction."

Mu Xiaoyao whispered.

Fang Xie will not give up, but will never hesitate.

In recent years, the first thing he learned was not to hesitate. He had to go when he should go. He must not procrastinate. Although he was not needed to fight, he did not want to be a meaningless waste. It was precisely because he had been protected for so many years and he had little self-protection in the face of pursuers, so he had a paranoid desire for cultivation.

"How many products?"

He asked after bathing his waist.

"There is a man who has broken the sixth grade and is firmly standing in the seventh grade realm. He is very familiar. It must be Li Xiaozong, not counting him... Among the remaining four and three sixth grades, another one doesn\'t feel very careful and seems to be in the seventh grade realm. This man has a gloomy breath and should be hiding deliberately. Let\'s be careful. We may be hiding in the dark. It\'s best not to meet an assassin who specifically ambushes in the dark."

Mu Xiaoyao and big dog all know that the most difficult to prevent in such a night are the assassins who are never willing to fight directly with people.

"Sister Xiaoyao, you haven\'t revealed it for so many years."

While walking, Fang Xie asked with a smile: "you can feel the breath of the enemy within a radius of two miles, and even accurately judge the strength of the enemy. What kind of goods are you? If we don\'t escape the frontal fight, can you turn them over neatly with the big dog and you?"

"No"

Mu Xiaoyao answered very simply, and then said proudly: "No one can escape my perception when he enters the area within a radius of two miles. Neither the first grade nor the ninth grade supreme master can hide from me. Therefore, although he has escaped hard for so many years, he has been in danger. Therefore, when he separated from Dali City in Nanyan, it was me and big dog who followed you, not Kirin."

"How arrogant are you?"

"Can you not ask?"

Mu Xiaoyao glanced at him, then couldn\'t help but say angrily, "if I\'m higher than grade seven, I\'ll escape? It\'s not a problem for a man with grade eight cultivation to destroy the five masters of grade six and seven in fan Gu city. Although it\'s a little troublesome, there will never be too much risk. So can you stop being such an idiot? Since you decide to escape, you must be defeated."

"Who was the most powerful person who protected me?"

"Sink fan"

The big dog answered nearby.

"Is that beautiful, messy, cold sister who always holds a sword? Oh... I can\'t imagine that she is so powerful. Is there a ninth grade?"

"No, but it should be in the eight grades, or even on the eight grades."

The big dog replied.

"Are you bored?"

Mu Xiaoyao stared at them, and then threw him out of the wall with Fang Xie\'s belt. Fang Xie has been used to throwing like a stone these years, and landed steadily. In the blink of an eye, the big dog and Mu Xiaoyao also jumped out.

As he galloped west of the city, the big dog said: "The person who protected you at the beginning is mu Xiaoyao. If she didn\'t have such strong perception, I don\'t know how many times she would encounter danger in recent years. If Shen qingfan could fight again, I\'m afraid it would have been dragged to death. The person with the second ability is me... Although I can\'t perceive the strength of the enemy, I can more accurately know the direction of the enemy And find the best way to escape. The sink fan can easily kill me, but I can also easily let the sink fan not kill me. "

"How many products do you have?"

The solution carried by Mu Xiaoyao is a little boring. He doesn\'t need to run by himself. Although he won\'t be tired, it\'s a little shabby to say that a man is carrying a package by a woman.

"Five grades."

The big dog answered truthfully, "so if we meet even one of these enemies today, we can\'t escape. It doesn\'t take much effort to kill the three of us if we are a master of six grades."

"Ah?"

Fang Xie has asked before, but big dog and Mu Xiaoyao just don\'t say. Now he realized that these two guys who are as tall as experts in the world in his own eyes are not as tall as expected. Mu Xiaoyao didn\'t say it, but he could infer from the words of the big dog that she was at most the strength of five grades. Shen Qing fan is a top-notch fan. If she is around, there is no need to escape

"Don\'t look at me like that!"

Mu Xiaoyao said while running: "I didn\'t say it before because there is only one Li Xiaozong in Fangu city who is dangerous, but he doesn\'t know your identity and won\'t kill you for no reason. Now I say it because he is going to flee to Chang\'an. Where is Chang\'an City? Crouching tiger, hidden dragon! Now I tell you what I mean is, keep a low profile in the future. If you can pretend to be a grandson in Chang\'an City, don\'t pretend to be a grandfather."

"I\'m really under a lot of pressure to install grandchildren for the whole Chang\'an city."

Fang Xie couldn\'t help sighing. He once imagined that when he came to Chang\'an, he didn\'t have to worry about those inexplicable pursuers. With the protection of experts such as big dog and Mu Xiaoyao, could he pretend to be a dandy in the imperial capital? Flirting with yellow flower girls and flirting with handsome widows. Whoever provoked him would let the big dog go up and beat him up. Soon, the name of the jade faced young man in the imperial capital would be changed Opened it. Now it seems that he found himself thinking too much.

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On a snowy night, Jiao Yue is surrounded by a beautiful woman with long legs and thin waist. This should have been a very romantic night. It would have been better if she had not been running away. It would have been better if she had not been so cold. Fang Xie is 15 years old this year and Mu Xiaoyao is 27 years old. Fang Xie has no doubt that he is the only man who has held Mu Xiaoyao. He is the only man who has touched Mu Xiaoyao\'s chest , he\'s the only one.

But for this woman, Fang Xie was full of awe.

Fan Gucheng is very small. After jumping out of the backyard of jinyuanfang, he runs all the way to the West. It won\'t take long to get to the city gate. Fang Xie is familiar with whoever the border army on duty is. But when they rush to the west gate, they find that their estimation is too optimistic.

Simon is on duty with his familiar border army brothers and six people wearing flying fish robes. To know what this flying fish robe means, even in the imperial capital, this dress can frighten most people. Their official rank is not high, but their status is very high.

Someone in the guard\'s office.

"Why don\'t you feel that there are outsiders here?"

"Six four products can\'t stop us!"

Mu Xiaoyao whispered, and then threw Fang Xie to the side of the street. When Fang Xie stood firm, Mu Xiaoyao had ten feet more red damask in her hand. That was her weapon, a very beautiful and eye-catching weapon. Fang Xie rarely saw Mu Xiaoyao\'s hand before Dali City separated from the other five guards. Because she was only responsible for sensing the enemy in the team. There were kirins and night owls, And the sinking fan. I haven\'t met the enemy for three years after I separated from Dali.

Therefore, this is the first time Fang Xie seriously looked at how mu Xiaoyao shot.

Ten feet of red silk.

Within a foot, this is the world of bathing your waist.

Instead of going up to help, the big dog stood beside Fang Xie and took out a pair of gloves with sharp steel spikes from his waist. Put them on. The steel spikes reflected a cold brilliance under the moonlight. Looking at the graceful figure of Mu Xiaoyao, the big dog suddenly sighed: "This is a very strong woman. Shen qingfan looks down on her, but she has never looked down on Shen qingfan? Although that woman is really strong in a mess, she can live to this day without the perception of bathing her waist."

"Shen Qing fan is her younger martial sister."

The last sentence shocked Fang Xie.

He suddenly felt guilty, although he didn\'t say anything wrong.

Six bodyguards in flying fish robes and six experts in four grades are at least five grade generals in the army. Li Xiaozong is a different kind. The court intends to train him with the cultivation of seven grades. Fang Xie has no doubt that once Li Xiaozong leaves fangucheng, he will make progress.

Moreover, fan Gucheng\'s position is too important. There is no powerful general in charge, and the imperial court is not at ease.

From Wu Peisheng\'s point of view, guarding the gate with six flying fish robes has paid enough attention to Fang Xie, and even greatly praised him. Unfortunately... Mu Xiaoyao didn\'t pay attention to these six people at all. Although she is not a combat warrior, she won\'t shrink back from dealing with six enemies of this level. The Zhang red silk dances on the west gate of the city, and it\'s beautiful on the moonlight and snow. The red silk is long Skirt, long red damask, flying around a graceful woman, looking at a very flirtatious beauty.

Especially when her long skirt was dancing, her white slender legs were exposed from time to time, which made people\'s blood spray. Even killing people was so beautiful. This was bathing the waist.

The red silk was wrapped with an embroidered spring knife, which was wrapped like a snake along the guard\'s arm in the flying fish robe. There was no movement on Mu Xiaoyao\'s hand. With a click, red Ling suddenly tightened up and broke the guard\'s arm! Xiuchun Dao fell on the snow and immediately lost its luster.

As soon as Mu Xiaoyao pulled the red Ling, the bodyguard who smashed the arm bone was pulled over, a slender and beautiful white leg was kicked out, and the delicate little foot in red embroidered shoes was right in the bodyguard\'s chest. With a puff, the guard\'s chest immediately collapsed into a big pit.

Red Ling loosened, and the bodyguard\'s body fell down softly.

"Let\'s go!"

The remaining five flying fish robes surrounded them. Someone turned back and shouted to the border troops, "don\'t give warning yet!"

"Warning?"

The leader of the side army looked at Fang Xie standing not far away, and looked at the ox horn on his waist. He doesn\'t want to raise the horn. Fang Xie is his friend, but he has a more important identity... He is a soldier of the great Sui Dynasty. When he saw Fang Xie waving his hand to him, he also knew that once he sounded the horn, it would not be long before the border troops would gather and come. There must be those guys from Chang\'an city.

"Sorry, Fang Xie."

With a sigh, the team slowly took off the horn and put it on their lips.

The blaring horn sounded in this silent snow moon night.