Chapter 62: Teach you this last knife

Northwest wind, that's why Heifeng Pu Ya is like them when they are in trouble in winter.
Because the gate faces the East China Sea and faces the northwest, the siege was just right.
However, it really started to fight, and this most famous ghost tribe discovered that the northwest wind had helped them.
Sollywood is extremely sophisticated, I do n’t know what doorway his city gate established. When the soldiers were really near the city, it was found that the place was windy. The bow and arrow came from the bottom up, and it was difficult. , Can suddenly break the bow and arrow shot up more than half.
However, on this day, the wind direction changed, the wind brought salty smell from the sea surface, and the sound of the waves in the distance seemed to be louder.
Solem, looking at the direction of the sky, said to Huayi with a very light and very light voice: "Even though the city gates are not disturbed, there are mountains in the southeast. You say they are honest these days, what are they planning? "
With his hands behind his back, Huayi tapped his wrists with his fingers, and for a long time he didn't say a word, suddenly turned away, and asked Solay: "Then you guess the specific location of the mysterious old nest of Heifeng Parkana Where."
Solaim laughed: "According to the map brought by the old merchants, there is a small scattered tribe on the southeast coastline, but one or twenty people, I thought at the time, the orc tribe always depended on the mountain to eat Mountains, relying on forests to eat forests, why would you rather lean on the sea instead of walking near the mountains? "
Huayi nodded: "Then I'll rest assured, you can explain to Lu Quan, you can't go wrong."
Solemou bowed his head and said, "If something goes wrong, how can I justify these merchants who have been tremblingly tied to you?"
Huayi strode out of the account and said aloud, "Tell Shanxi and Budong to take eighty people and ambush at the foot of the mountain. They are ready at night, and the city defense is as usual. When they see the fireworks signal, they go straight out of the city gate to our The confluence opened his old nest! Didn't Cazo have long wanted to close the gates and fight against them outside, he will fight him tonight! "
Huayi kept it secret, but it was deployed secretly long ago. This hostel went on three orders in succession, and the war in the whole city was ignited.
On one side is a warrior with cold water and cold sword, and on the other side is a beast that is about to condense with the night with the dark sky.
Tonight, Huayi believes that he has settled this stronghold. Within two years, the entire East China Sea will be flattened by him. He wants a larger area deeper in the mainland, he must travel further, and get more people. One day these places will be re-singing, dancing, and leveling up. He can respond to all demands, and all the commercial and business roads will be in his hands.
By then, there will be no more enemies in the world, and he will be so powerful that he will be invincible ... or he can sleep in the middle of the night.
At this time, Huayi did not have an upsurge of emotions. His heart was calm like a sponge with deep moonlight shattering waves, and all the turbulence was deeply suppressed at the bottom where he could not see.
He whispered to the people next to him: "Where did the Chang'an people go? Call him."
But there are always things that can't be calculated, such as Changan, which he can't find at this time, because Changan was unconsciously taken out of the gate by Beishi.
The wind from the sea is naturally milder than that from the Arctic Arctic, but after all it is winter.
Chang'an didn't have a sabre in his hand, and he wasn't wearing armor, as if the wind could blow his thin clothes, and occasionally a fierce gust of wind rolled over, as if he was going to be swept away.
"I never thought I could see you again. As a master, I always want to teach you more. I am still without a long thing, so I will teach you this last knife."
Bei Shi's voice was caught in the wind, and it seemed to be a little fuzzy. Changan's ears moved and he followed him two steps forward. He had the general illusion that he could not hear him.
The rest of the man's voice was blocked in a few coughs, but Bei Shi took out the jug from his waist and took a sip. The fragrance of the wine was scattered in the air, and it was vaguely agar slurry flowing in the hardest trunk on Yufeng Mountain.
Hai Lan frowned, but stopped talking, but after all said nothing.
Chang'an didn't know what was happening, but he was rare and keen. He heard something unknown from the words "The Last Sword" and asked, "What happened to you? Are you sick?"
Bei Shi turned back and smiled at him: "It's not sick, Master is old. But it's nothing. Who can be old?"
He said "old" in his mouth, but his eyes were still shining, and he always seemed to be full of smiles. Chang'an didn't understand what "old" was so happy.
"Do you know why I won't let you bring a saber?" Bei Shi asked.
Changan rubbed his wrist subconsciously.
Bei Shi glanced and sighed: "It seems that you have felt the pressure on the sabre's wrist ... earlier than I thought, Xiaozi, I ask you, if one day, you find yourself unable to hold the sabre How about it? "
Chang'an froze for a moment: "then change to a lighter one."
Bei Shi asked: "Aren't you angry? If you are an orc, if you are better ..."
Changan rightfully said, "You can't take it anymore if you are angry."
Bei Shi watched him grow up from a young age, knowing that the rock in his chest was as hard and unshakable as his heart. It was no surprise to this answer. He just said a little bit dreamily: "I had a handful when I was like you Knife, I take it as my life, holding it, I can listen to others what I say is 'the first sword in the world' ... but one day, it still breaks, I only know that if people in this life If you want to live to be old, you have to cut off one or two swords that are more important than life. "
He said that he took a cloth bag out of his arms and opened it very carefully, but it contained two semi-finished products without handles, and even the back of the knife was not polished. Only when the direction of the knife edge had a prototype, it was sharp enough to take it. When he came out, he immediately made a hole in the little cloth bag.
"Hold on, we're one by one," Bei Shi said. "Call the mallet to send a whistle. Master uses this last knife to kill a few people to show you."
Below the southeast mountain, groups of orcs slaughtered into a ball. The tall monsters one by one returned to the most primitive posture. They rolled together, their claws matched each other, and they competed with the strength of their bodies. The blood of others was flowing in their mouths.
Bite down the enemy's flesh and swallow it directly into the stomach-this is the rule passed down on the ancient battlefield. The blood on the neck of the enemy can give people infinite strength.
The whole city was brightly lit, and the torching torches reflected each twisted face, roaring one after another. There was a map hanging in front of Huayi. He looked far in one direction, and an unknown anxiety in his heart made him thunderous. Get up-where did Chang An go!
Solaim threw the tortoise shell in his arms, carefully observed the lines above, and said to Huayi without raising his head, "Heifeng Pu Ya and Qinglong Tribe are the enemy of extinction. The second uncle probably wanted to let In case he knew the truth one day, there would be no regrets. "
Huayi blurted out: "This jerk!"
Solem: "Who are you scolding?"
Everyone in Huayi wanted to scold, from Beishi to Chang'an, and the uncle who was not light or heavy and could not beat a fart with three sticks.
But the scolded two uncles and three did not sneeze, and they traveled extremely fast.
Bei Shi didn't know how long he wandered here, and he was familiar with the terrain outside the city so that even Chang'an had to be ashamed, as he went further and further, closer and closer to the mountains.
At this moment, Bei Shi's ears moved, and he suddenly waved his hands, and whispered, "Yo? Fighting, who and who?"
He said, stepping up the hill in three or two steps, quickly passing through the dead woods, and looking down, I saw that the mountains seemed to be a tribe, and the houses were woody and woody. It's gorgeous—the half-discussed and half-inhabitant in Huayi can't be compared at all—it's the old nest that Hefeng Feng Ya's family hasn't found for decades.
After all, Chang'an is an Asian beast. His eyesight is not as good as that of him. After a long time of careful identification, he whispered in Beishi's ear: "I know a few people, they are Lu Quan them, our people."
Bei Shi ’s eyes moved, and when he saw the stance of those ragged people who wanted to win by many people, he immediately understood that Huayi was secretly sending people around the refugees and could n’t help frowning:
That Boy has so many eyes, you do n’t know if you are bullied by him in the future. "
Changan wondered, "How come? I'm not stupid."
Bei Shi: "..."
He looked at this stupid boy who said that he was not stupid, and wanted to make a scoop for him, and took a knife into his mind to make more grooves.
Seeing that this group of Wuhe people could hardly stand apart from the guard, Bei Shi beckoned and said, "Come with me."
Outside, it was boiling against the sky, but the main account in the middle was as warm as spring. A dozen strong men, each with their own arms, even watched the dancing dancers in the middle.
I do not know whether it is really leisurely or false relaxation.
However, the owner is still here, the others are still calm, and no one is willing to divulge their minds before others, so they are still sitting rock-solid.
The old dancers gave the two dancers in Huayi a rare business, but there were a dozen beautiful dancers in the main account of the Pu Ya family.
A beauty in a long skirt dragging her eyebrows and holding a jug that was too big for her, was preparing to go in, and suddenly it was dark before she knew nothing.
Bei Shi raised her hand to catch the jug in her hand, and no drop of wine was spilled.
He wiped his finger on the mouth of the pot, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and then frowned in disdain.
"Hai Lan keeps the door." He whispered, "The twelve hunting dogs of Park Ya's house are in the account. No wonder they are so fearless-it is said that these twelve dogs were leveled twenty years ago. The entire northern continent is unaware that these old dogs raised by meat and meat are still incomplete. "
Chang'an couldn't help but change the gesture of holding a knife—the thing had no handle and no back, it seemed a little awkward how to take it.
But Bei Shi suddenly touched his face, looked at his eyes, and involuntarily softened his voice. He said, "Look at the last sword, don't do it. The place where you should do it, Master keeps it for you. . "