The happy life of a prodigal

Therefore, compared with before, the knife he swung was more sharp, but less delicate.

Liang Hu didn't look back, just hearing the sound of the knife wind, he could tell the state of mind of the knife wielder, with a look of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

He just took a small step to the side, and easily dodged the attack from behind.

Chapter 3 The Desperate King Ning

Obviously, the prairie warrior behind him is best at bows and arrows, and he is not that familiar with swords, at least he has not reached Liang Hu's level.

The moment Liang Hu turned around, the ending was already doomed.

He didn't take this guy down in a short period of time before, on the one hand because the opponent was desperate, and on the other hand because his focus was on the carriage.

Now, there was nothing in the carriage, and while he was lost, he could also focus all his attention on these guys in front of him.

Because, he knew in his heart...

Based on the level of lightness skills of the man in the carriage just now, if he wanted to leave, no one in the entire army would be able to keep him, not even himself.

After all, the gap between a first-rate master and a grandmaster is far greater than the gap between a second-rate master and a first-rate master.

Although I haven't seen him, I can be sure that the man's qinggong has definitely reached the standard of a master.

A cold light flashed in Liang Hu's eyes, he looked at the prairie warrior in front of him, he clenched the long knife in his hand, and lunged forward.

The sharp arrow pierced into the shoulder blade did not have the slightest impact on his actions.

In less than half a minute, the man was slashed in the shoulder by Liang Hu, and lost his fighting power in an instant.

At the same time, the rest of the people have already decided the winner.

Naturally, the right habayashi guards had the upper hand.

After all, the prairie people are best at arching horses. Without the horses, their combat effectiveness will drop by [-]% in an instant.

Moreover, this group of people was all trained by Liang Hu himself. Although there is still some gap between the second-rate masters, they can definitely be called the top of the third-rate masters.

In just half a stick of incense, the winner is already divided!

When King Ning saw the scene in front of him, his eyes flashed with shock, his mouth opened slightly, and he obviously couldn't believe it.

Even the middle-aged priest beside him shrank his pupils slightly when he saw this scene.

No one could see everything more clearly than him.

The strength displayed by these soldiers in light armor far exceeded his imagination.

Originally, he guessed that these people might be the guards of a certain mansion, but judging from their attire, they seemed to be some guards of the pro-army.

"When did the pro-military guys have such powerful soldiers?"

The middle-aged priest has drawn out the knife from his waist, ready to meet the enemy.

It's just, in the face of these extremely smooth guys who cooperate.

Even as a first-class master, he may not be able to deal with it.

What's more...

The middle-aged priest looked at the middle-aged man with a sharp arrow stuck in his shoulder blade not far away, with a dignified expression.

They also have a first-class master!

At this moment, no matter how slow the reaction is, you can still feel that something is wrong with the atmosphere.

King Ning looked at the situation in front of him, subconsciously took a step back, and looked at the middle-aged priest beside him.

This is his personal bodyguard, who has been with him for more than ten years.

I still remember when he just became a prince, he was secretly looking for experts, hoping to recruit useful talents.

But for half a year, nothing came of it.

When he was almost in despair, a warrior shrouded in black robe found him.

It is now enshrined in Prince Ning's Mansion.

According to the legend, it is only one step away from becoming the mysterious guard of the master.

Prince Ning's Mansion is facing a formidable enemy.

But the soldiers of Liang Hu and You Yu Linwei seemed to be calm.

In fact, from the very beginning, Liang Hu noticed the middle-aged guard beside King Ning.

There is always a special connection between masters and masters, which can make them aware of each other's existence.

Of course, this special connection can also be called temperament...

Therefore, he had no intention of attacking King Ning at all.

Because, it may not be possible to win King Ning, and, most importantly, the general did not have this order.

Seeing this scene, King Ning relaxed a little.

It seems that the target of these people is the prairie people, not themselves.

That being the case, things can't be too bad.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the middle-aged priest beside him.

The middle-aged priest immediately understood, he took a step forward, with a smile on his face, and said: "Brothers..."

The voice did not fall.A voice suddenly came from not far away: "Who is your brother?"

When King Ning and the middle-aged priest heard this voice, they felt a 'thump' in their hearts, and a bad feeling came to their hearts instantly.

They looked in the direction of the speech at the same time.

I saw that in the middle of the forest, there were many more warriors wearing light leather armor, which were exactly the same as the ones in front of them.

Only six people took care of Princess Qiyanbu's bodyguards, so many people...

The middle-aged priest felt a chill in his heart, and was almost desperate.

He resisted the urge to run away, fixed his eyes on the person who spoke just now, and whispered: "Your Highness, you leave first, I will stop them..."

To be able to say this, it is obvious that he is ready to fight to the death.

As a quasi-grandmaster, even in the face of so many people, he was still able to leave easily.

Of course, the premise was that Liang Hu didn't make a move to stop him.

But...he couldn't leave, because behind him was King Ning.

When King Ning heard this, he also realized something, responded lightly, took a step back, and was ready to run away at any time.

This is the official way.

Although it's a bit remote, but as long as they can escape such a distance and run to the capital city, no matter how arrogant these people are, they will not dare to do anything to themselves.

But......

As the person who spoke before approached, after gradually seeing the person's face clearly, King Ning's pace stopped.

He widened his eyes and looked at the person who was gradually walking towards him, with one word written in his eyes - ignorance.

How could it be him! ?

In an instant, countless possibilities surged in King Ning's heart.

Eventually, he came up with an incredible idea.

This guy already knew in advance that he was going to bid farewell to Qi Yanran here, so he brought his pro-military soldiers to ambush him in advance!

But......

How did he know that there was a connection between himself and Qiyan Yanran, and how did he bring those powerful relatives who were guarding his father in the palace out of the palace?

Could it be that he wants to rebel?

If it was someone else, even if they were crazy, they would not be able to do such a rebellious thing.

However, this Fang Xiu is different, he is a lunatic in the first place!

In this remote place in the wilderness forest, I met a lunatic who had a grudge against him, and he was still fully armed.

In this world, is there anything more unlucky than this?

For a moment, King Ning felt a little hopeless.

How can I bump into this guy no matter what I do?

The mansion banquet at the beginning, the armory case later, and today...

Could it be that this guy was born against himself?

Chapter 3 and eight are just a coincidence?

Heaven and earth conscience.

If Fang Xiu could read people's hearts and know what King Ning was thinking at this moment, he would definitely cry out for injustice.

This time, he obviously sent someone to provoke him...

No, in the past, King Ning came to provoke him first.

As a peace-loving person like myself, I only think about eating and sleeping, and eating salted fish after sleeping, so I have nothing to do to cause trouble for myself.

"His Royal Highness, what a coincidence..."

Fang leisurely strolled in the courtyard and walked up to King Ning, with a smile on his face, he said with a smile.

King Ning's face was livid, he looked at Fang Xiu, and choked out a sentence between his teeth: "It's really a coincidence."

For a while, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

King Ning looked at Fang Xiu, Fang Xiu looked at King Ning, the two stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

For a moment, King Ning opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But he saw Fang Xiu turn around and walk to the other side.

King Ning suddenly felt an unknown fire rising in his chest, and the words he wanted to say were held in his chest, and he couldn't swallow them, and couldn't spit them out, it was terribly uncomfortable.

On the other side, Fang Xiu walked up to Liang Hu and patted him on the shoulder.

There was no expression on Liang Hu's dark face, but he could feel a little disappointed.

The general ordered him to stop the carriage, of course not only to stop the carriage, but the most important thing was the people inside the carriage.

But he didn't do it.

Fang Xiu didn't seem to care about this, but walked straight behind Liang Hu.

There, a warrior wearing a grassland-specific costume was kneeling on the ground, his hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he was staring at Fang Xiu with sharp eyes.

Fang Xiu looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Then, without saying a word, he went up and kicked him to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, like a violent storm, dozens of kicks were fiercely on the lower abdomen, the most vulnerable part of the human body.

At the beginning, the prairie warrior still endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and did not make a sound.

As the strength increased, it took less than a stick of incense, but he couldn't bear it, and let out an extremely miserable wailing sound.

King Ning was shocked when he heard it, and felt that the whole world had become gray.

Fang Xiu didn't stop, and continued to vent his anger.

Finally, the prairie warrior could no longer maintain his pride, rolled on the ground, let out a miserable wail, and finally passed out.

At this time, Fang Xiu stopped, looked at the soldiers of Youba Linwei beside him, and ordered: "I don't want to see this person again."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, walking towards King Ning.

The soldier also understood immediately, raised the long knife in his hand, walked towards the fainted warrior, raised the knife and dropped it...

Witnessing the scene in front of him, King Ning couldn't help but tremble for some reason.

He thought he knew Fang Xiu quite well.

After all, at the banquet at his own house back then, he did something that could almost be called brutal, so naturally it was not a good thing.