On both sides of the Wei River are all kinds of miscellaneous trees, leaves or red or yellow or green, unlike Jiaodong County, which are full of thick and dark green.

Under the clear sky, Zheng Slee, who happened to guess the whereabouts of some people, was riding on the ship of that year and moving toward the port of the year.

This ship did cost a lot of money and strength in Jiaodong County, so it has been well preserved.

The reason why various materials are expensive is because the years are not dyed, even after nearly 20 years, it is as new as ever.

He sat in the cabin, feeling familiar and unfamiliar.

She looked at the red, yellow and green colors on both sides of the Wei River, and thought that the freshness of her first time on this boat came, there was a kind of faint sadness.

She came the same way as the first time she came to the tomb.

But many of those days were dead.

Now it was her turn.

A flat boat came from a small river and approached the boat where she was.

The figure of the sword and Zhao Yi swept from the small boat and fell on the bow of the boat.

The two just wanted to bring Zhao's sword to Zheng Slee, and at the same time wanted to follow the ship and watch the war with their own eyes.

Whether it is the sword or Zhao Yi, and Zheng Slee is not familiar.

And the sound of the sword watching the sword feels at this time, and perhaps you should not want to have any conversation with them.

However, just as he handed the sword over to the maid outside the cabin, Zheng Sleeve in the cabin suddenly said, "Thank you."

The sword and the sword were a bit surprised.

The sword returned: "No need to thank you."

Zheng Sleeve did not get out of the cabin, but in the cabin she raised her head slightly, bathed in the sunlight falling into the cabin, said: "When I went to Changling, no one was waiting for me, I do not know whether to meet me is lucky or disaster, at that time Changling, for me is a huge mystery, but now, at least someone is waiting for me."

Her words were simple, but contained unspeakable complex emotions.

The sword could not be answered, only apologetic and acclaimed smile.

Who knows what the future holds?

Who knows what they will become in the future?

Since the beginning of the morning, the port of Wei Hanoi has gathered countless Qin officials and sergeants dressed in basil.

The officials looked very heavy, and deep in their eyes revealed deep uneasiness.

Previously, it was only speculation, but when the Weihe newspaper came, when the Master of the Sword and Zhao Jian Fur appeared openly and boarded the ship from Jiaodong County, everything was confirmed.

The hostess of the city, as had the guess, was returning.

The only thing that is uncertain now is their faithful holy response.

The Emperor will not come.

After the arrival of the Yuanwu Emperor, will there really be a fair duel with Zheng Sleeve?

That’s what they want to know, but they don’t dare to talk about.

Military information is naturally strictly controlled, and it is impossible to spread it quickly into the streets, but the sense of smell is more sensitive to the feeling of strange breath, and the crowd outside the port is actually gathered more and more.

When a large number of carriages arrived, they could no longer be concealed, and when the long mausoleum was empty alleys, the crowd that inquired was filled with the crowd.

Suddenly, on the banks of the Wei River, especially many people who climbed the trees and looked at them, they shouted.

In the distance, there was a shadow on the river.

It was a lonely ship, seemingly ordinary, and it could not make people feel that there was an exact connection with Jiaodong County.

But I don't know who was the first voice, perhaps the people who happened to have seen the ship, but when the voice sounded, it was all who saw the ship out of the voice, and whether it was the person who heard the sound or heard the crowd of people who had not seen the ship, almost determined in their hearts that the ship was the ship that came with Zheng Sleeves.

It was even clearer to the officials in the port that this was the ship.

Their hearts are more disturbing.

After a long time, the ship will enter the port.

However, the Yuanwu Emperor did not appear at this time, and there was no news in the imperial city, so whether it was to prevent the ship from entering the port, or to do nothing, so wait?

"He will come, and he will come and fight with me."

In the cabin, Zheng Sleeve had seen the dense crowd from the window, and saw the officers and sergeants of the great Qin who stood cautiously but uneasy, and she smiled indifferently and said.

The sound of the sword and Zhao Yi could also be heard clearly.

The two people did not know whether it was Zheng Slee saying to themselves or talking to them, and they did not know whether they should respond.

This sentence is indeed said to the two of them, Zheng Slee also added: "It is not that he wants to have something with me, but I know that he has too many things, he knows that he does not come, I will shake out everything he has done in front of these people."I've carried too many black pots for him all these years, and if he wants me to carry these black pots, he must come."

The eyebrows of the sword jumped.

He felt some sadness.

But at the same time, the heart shook, knowing that Zheng Slee is also the most knowledgeable person in the world.

Suddenly there was a tsunami-like inhalation in the port.

Then came the sound of a mountain of shouting holy.

There was no sign, and no one knew how he appeared.

A still only wearing ordinary coarse clothes, but scattered with unspeakable power figure, this appeared before all the officials.

He turned his back on all the great Qin officials, facing the Wei River, facing the ship.

He stood so quietly.

Not angry.

There is no power of force.

But everyone knows that he is a warrior.

Everyone thought the mountain was at his feet.

The contours of the ship became clearer in the eyes of all.

He didn’t turn around, he just raised his hand and held his fist back.

All the Dhaks and sergeants took fifty steps back.

The visitors outside the port were naturally not an army, but at this time, they unconsciously retreated, and no one fell because of the squeeze.

He took a deep breath.

The inside and outside the port were completely quiet.

He did not give any orders, but it was natural for everyone to dare not come out of the atmosphere and was dead.

This is clearly a life-or-death situation.

However, I don't know why, Yuan Wu's figure has a strange infectious force.

The dead atmosphere here slowly becomes quiet, just like the early summer afternoon, the breeze is light, many people in the streets are sleeping, and some people are bored.

The ship arrived.

The shore anchored.

The sound of the wood and the sound of water broke the silence.

Zhao Yi and the mountain to watch the sword let go to the stern.

There was no one in front of the bow, and the door of the ship was like being pushed away by the wind.

A bright flash of light flashed into everyone’s eyes.

The eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of the eyes quietly appeared a few small wrinkles.