number one leader

Chapter 60
Suddenly, the sound of shouting and killing resounded in the wilderness, and the bandits rushed from all directions, like a flood.Some people held torches for lighting, and some people directed the bandits to charge, and the smoke and dust roared towards them.

Hong Xuan, who had been sitting on the escort cart with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, brushed his palm over the slippery bald head, and picked it up, and the white wax rod fell in his hand.Hong Xuan stood on top of the bodyguard chariot with a stick, and shouted loudly: "Protect the bodyguard chariot! The reputation of being famous is at this moment! Everyone, follow me to kill the thief!!!"

Hundreds of gangsters and bodyguards from the escort agency all picked up their weapons, cheered up, and stood guard by the escort carriage, then charged into the group with the thieves.

For a moment, the tinkling weapons collided, and the sound of slashing, killing and shouting was endless.

From time to time, someone fell down and never got up again. Life in the rivers and lakes is really worthless, and life and death are often just a momentary matter.

The bandits don't know how to fight, so they have no battle to speak of, so they just rush forward with all their strength, without any rules.With the dim light of the torches, accompanied by the moonlight from the bright moon above his head, he slashed and killed wantonly, relying only on his blood and bravery.

Chu Sheng was sitting in the same carriage with Ye Zhiming, and the latter opened the curtain to watch the fight outside, neither sad nor happy.

Er Er, his gaze retracted, and then fell on Chu Sheng, and slowly said: "Rising sun yang poison, I have heard about it when I traveled in the rivers and lakes before. This poison is the red sun scorpion taken by the hot-handed poison doctor from Mobei. The poison of the tail is refined, and when the sun rises, there will be burning pain."

"You have this poison in your body, but you are not coerced, and you stick to your integrity, so you will not fall into the prestige of the Three Mountains and Thirteen Peaks."

Ye Zhiming has a very high seniority and is well-known in the Jianghu of Ningzhou.After being praised by him, Chu Sheng's face was indifferent, and he just said calmly: "Elder Ye is too famous, not to mention that I can't be a minion for a tiger, but even if I surrender, people like sickle weasels will let me go." ?"

Ye Zhiming nodded in relief. Many people can think of this, but most people place their hopes on the faint hope given by the poisoner, and let others drive them. Do they not understand?It was just a fluke.

"Don't worry, this matter is over, I will personally take you to find that poisonous poison doctor. What his good disciple committed, he must solve it." Ye Zhiming's tone was light, but there was unquestionable firmness.

However, he raised his eyelids and looked at Chu Sheng, but he was more satisfied in his heart, and the more he looked at Chu Sheng, the more he appreciated him.There are also many young heroes on Chimu Mountain, and he also has two personal disciples under his knees, but compared to the person in front of him, none of them are as good as the others.

"During this period, the torment of yang poison is naturally not easy to endure." Ye Zhiming took out a classic book from his sleeve: "This is a sword manual, and I will give it to you. I hope you can encourage yourself , the future of the Three Mountains and Thirteen Peaks will ultimately require you young people to take care of you."

Surprised on Chu Sheng's face, his eyes glanced over the cover, and he faintly saw the word "Zhiming" in the letter. He was already shocked, but he didn't dare to pick it up. He just said more respectfully: "Elder, you don't have to be like this..."

"Nothing..." Compared to Chu Sheng's caution, Ye Zhiming was much more casual, waving his hands and saying: "This is not the swordsmanship collected in Chimu Mountain, but what I have gained from walking around the world for many years and practicing swordsmanship throughout my life. It doesn't count. If you break the rules, don’t worry too much.”

"Besides, I'm almost sixty years old. At this age, it's time to think about passing on my kung fu, otherwise it would be a waste to bring it into the tomb."

What he said was very straightforward. Chu Sheng didn't understand why he didn't understand at the moment, but he was full of doubts in his heart, and asked hesitantly: "It's just that the elder came from Mount Chimu, so..."

"It's okay, the three mountains and the thirteen peaks are originally one..."

Seeing the look in those old eyes, as if looking at his own nephew, Chu Sheng was speechless and uncertain.

Ye Zhiming let out a long sigh, waved his hands and said, "In that case, you go, go..."

Chu Sheng bowed and bowed before dismounting the carriage, but Ye Zhiming called him back and pointed to the sword manual in the carriage.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Ye Zhiming closed his eyes and waved his hand, "Take it!"

Seeing the latter opening the car curtain and walking out, Ye Zhiming tapped his fingertips on the inner wall of the car, with a look of disappointment on his somewhat old face.He closed his eyes and seemed to be reminiscing about the past, murmuring softly in his mouth.

"You have a good son."

Chu Sheng got out of the car and left, but he did not rush to join the chaotic battlefield, but hid himself in the dark, staring at the cover of the sword manual in his hand for a moment.I saw the four characters "Zhi Ming Jian Jue" written on it, the font is as elegant as the wind, and the cover is already rough, presumably its owner has repaired and filled it many times, and has been looking for an excellent disciple to teach it to him, but he always takes it out. Put it back, and change your mind.

Putting it cautiously in front of his chest, Chu Sheng looked back at the carriage with a hint of gratitude and guilt in his eyes.

Ye Zhiming's words just now meant that he wanted to accept him as an apprentice.Chu Sheng also understood in his heart, but he avoided this matter.The former's martial arts and seniority in the world naturally praised Chu Sheng, but Chu Sheng had no choice but to refuse.

He is the head of Longshoumen, if he worshiped Mr. Zhiming of Chimu Mountain as his teacher, then where would Longshoumen be?
Ye Zhiming's seniority was extremely high in the Three Mountains and Thirteen Peaks, so there was no need to consider this problem, but Chu Sheng had to face such a realistic problem.

But he refused implicitly, but the latter did not get angry at all, instead he still let himself take away the sword formula he had written all his life.This kind of mind, Chu Sheng asked himself is incomparable, and this kind of kindness must be kept in his heart.

Exhaling a long breath of turbid air, Chu Sheng temporarily suppressed many distracting thoughts in his heart, but began to observe the current battle situation.

When resting, the escort car is surrounded to form a circle, and everyone repairs it more, and there are only people on duty outside.The bandits came from a distance, and the bow and arrow archers in their own circle gave them a head-on blow first, and when the bandits rushed to the vicinity, there were many guards waiting in line.In the initial collision, the bandits really didn't please.

Hong Xuan also placed Yang Yuanzhi, Zou Chenfei, and Li Yunqiu in the north, south, and west. He himself was in the east, and the carriage of Ye Zhiming and Master Lai was in the center. worry free.

The bandits are brave and brave, but the guards of the bodyguard team are not ordinary either. The number of them is similar, but the strength of each other is opposite.

Four more people led a team to charge, Hong Xuan swung a white wax stick across and danced, as if water could not get in.He took the lead, but rushed back into the crowd of bandits, there was a clanging sound, and when the swords and sticks intersected, a gap was created, and the bandits touched and flew out backwards, it was amazing.

The bandit leaders fell behind and lived on a small slope, pointing and pointing.

The stunned man laughed loudly with his mace on his shoulders and said, "If Master Zhiming of Chimu Mountain is really poisoned and cannot do anything, then the 30 taels of dart silver for this trip will definitely be in our pockets."

(End of this chapter)