My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 62 The Three-Year Covenant
Liu Sandao and Liu Mingzhi said goodbye to Jinling, one went south and the other went north.

As Liu Sandao said in the past, it is difficult to get out of the rivers and lakes.

Full of grievances and grievances, I want to quit but there is no way out.

Liu Sandao went north with his sword on his back.

Chilechuan, under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like the sky, covering the four fields.

The sky is blue, the wild is vast, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.The Yuefu poem "Chile Song" perfectly expresses the scenery of the grassland.

The sky on the grassland is always so blue, the blue is daunting, the endless green grass, and the melodious sound of the matouqin is melodious.

The vastness of the grassland seems to have no end, and I can only go down alone, without strength.

There are often a few cries of herdsmen, as well as prairie men galloping on horses, singing simple and high-pitched songs.

If one walks alone on the boundless grassland, if the person is more cheerful, sooner or later, he will die of depression.

The Huyan tribe is a relatively large tribe on the grassland. The leader of the Huyan tribe, Huyan Zhuo, has [-] soldiers and horses, and countless cattle and sheep. Migrate to another location.

The setting sun was like blood, and the herdsmen in the Huyan Department began to drive the cattle and sheep like a circle. One person, one horse and one knife, descended from the south and entered the grasslands through Dalong towards the northern border of Yingzhou.

The man riding on the horse was full of wind and frost, and his resolute face was neither sad nor happy. From time to time, he took a sip of strong wine and walked towards the Huyan Department. The BMW under his crotch seemed to be infected by the owner. He walked calmly and powerfully, making two sounds from time to time. neigh.

"Who? What are you doing with my Huyan tribe?"

The man on the horse put the wine bag on the saddle and stood on the horse's head with a gentle jump, the shabby green robe on his body whistled in the strong wind, and the two guards immediately drew out the machetes at their waists cautiously. looking at the big man in green.

"Who are you? What are you doing with my Huyan tribe?"

"I am Liu Sandao of the Great Dragon Dynasty, can Huyanyu be here? Brother Huyan's three-year appointment has arrived, but Liu Sandao has come, but there are grievances in the rivers and lakes."

Liu Sandao is Liu Sandao who went north from the Dragon Dynasty one person and one horse, the back swordsman who passed on Liu Mingzhi's emotional seven swords, and the back swordsman who fought with the coffin-carrying craftsman Song Zhong Jiangnan just to get out of the rivers and lakes. .

Liu Sandao spoke slowly and slowly, and his few words burst into the ears of everyone in the Huyan tribe like thunder.

Liu Sandao put his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for a response.

In a mighty tent, a man in his twenties or thirties put down the brush in his hand, with four large characters written on the rice paper, peaceful and far-reaching.

The grasslands have little pen and ink, and the identity of those who can use the pen and ink on the rice paper is naturally not simple.

The man's appearance is not as rough as the prairie people, and he is a little more wild than the Central Plains people.

A beautiful girl is holding the book of poetry in her hands, but her smart eyes are not above the book of poetry. Instead, she turns flexibly. Obviously, the girl's mind is not above the book of poetry.

"Yunyao, you are wandering the world again. How many times have I said that there are very few people in my grassland tribe who can read and hyphenate characters, and even less valuables such as poetry and books, because my brother can win you a piece of paper. You haven't made good use of it and put your mind on having fun all day long, how can you be at ease as a brother?"

The girl pouted and put down the poetry book in her hand: "Second brother, we are a great grassland tribe, why do you read these Han Chinese poetry books every day? You don't need it at all. Junyao hates it to death."

"Confused, we prairie men have always fought in a straight line, but the Great Dragon Dynasty began to study the art of war hundreds of years ago, arranging troops, you know how many tribes we have every year will die in the Great Dragon Dynasty. Is it in the art of war? This is to let you understand what it means to know yourself and know your enemy and be victorious in a hundred battles."

The girl angrily threw the poems and books on the low table: "You are talking about the art of war, if it is the art of war, I can watch it, and I can stay awake and eat, but it's all about your love and my love. The words and sentences, Yun Yao felt irritated, these people from the Central Plains like to sell things, like a person to tell him no, but also hide it in the poems, let people guess, who is bored to guess these things."

The man picked up the book of poetry pitifully: "This book of poetry was also exchanged by my tribe for thirty sheep, and the books on the formation of the Great Dragon Dynasty's military formations simply cannot be circulated to our grassland tribes, so we can prevent the loss of war horses. , Dalong Dynasty prevents the loss of military books, this is all forced helpless, Jin Guo is our diplomatic ally in name, but we are strictly guarding these books, we can only maintain the prosperity of our Huyan tribe with a little exploration and reference."

"Hey, second brother, you will think about the insidiousness and cunning of the people in the Central Plains. It's better for the eldest brother. Never force me to see these useless things. Isn't it just that you kill me and I kill you in war? Not an inch of grass grows."

"Confused, it's just a fallacy. If the formation of troops is useless, how could Li Yuanmin expel me to the north of Yinshan Mountain? If the food and grass of the Dalong Dynasty could not keep up with the supply, my grassland tribes would have disappeared long ago. exists."

"Second brother, you will grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige. The elder brother said that the time a few hundred years ago was because my grassland was covered with heavy snow, and the cattle, horses and sheep were frozen to death and starved to death, plus Li Yuanmin's sneak attack was only severely damaged, and our grassland tribe has the protection of the Heaven of Longevity, and will definitely take over the Dalong Dynasty."

The man's face was ugly: "Is this what Big Brother taught you?"

The girl looked at the angry man and dared not speak, and lowered her head to play with her fingers.

"Liu Sandao of the Great Dragon Dynasty has lost all his grievances." The man who was about to reprimand the girl was startled by the howl that sounded like a tiger's roar.

The girl's face was flushed red when she was shocked by the whistling sound. It was obvious that the whistling sound had hidden qi, so it could reach the tent several miles away.

Huyanyu gently put down the poetry book in her hand, with a complicated expression, and heaved a sigh of relief, Huyanyu's eyes suddenly became cold and terrifying, the girl subconsciously tightened her clothes, as if the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month had descended on the grassland.

"Has the three-year period come? How can it come so quickly."

Huyanyu walked out of the tent, walking like a fright, and leaped ten feet away.

"How dare Huyanyu avoid seeing the swordsman who came thousands of miles away."

Huyanyu's whistle from a mile away had already reached Liu Sandao's ear and exploded, Liu Sandao still looked indifferent, with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth and staring into the distance.

The BMW under his feet was frightened by the whistling sound, hissing endlessly, and the scimitars that the two guards had just picked up fell off their hands again.

"The rivers and lakes are all over the rivers and lakes. As soon as Qingzhou is separated, Brother Huyan's skills are getting deeper and deeper. It can be seen that he has entered the seventh-grade realm, which is gratifying."

"It only took a few months for my younger brother to enter the seventh rank. Brother Liu was already a master of the seventh rank a few years ago, and the younger brother is the one who yearns for it."

Huyanyu had already arrived in front of Liu Sandao in the flash of lightning, and stood with both feet on the fence beside him: "Brother Liu's demeanor remains the same."

Liu Sandao looked at Huyanyu with a chuckle: "Brother Huyan, young hero."

"Qingzhou farewell, three years have come, time flies, the most ruthless."

"Times are ruthless, people have feelings, and swords are ruthless."

(End of this chapter)