Return the Sword

At first, I felt a little uneasy, so I lifted the curtain to look outside the car. It was only dawn at this time, but the weather was cold, and there was no pedestrian on the road. Even the earliest woodcutter should sleep peacefully at home at this time.He didn't want to go to business at such a time, how long did it take for the truce?It's really hard to be deceived by those scammers a few days ago. How can there be any way to turn charcoal into gold, and gamble all the money on his body, and the lease period for placing the goods is approaching, so there is really no way.

It can only be said that God opened his eyes and let him survive this time. Next time, he will definitely have a long memory, and he will never covet such unrighteous ways of making money.

But the ominous premonition was not a lie.He has walked this road no less than a hundred times, and always saw a few vultures and eagles squatting on those rocks and staring at them, but this time.As far as the eyes are concerned, there are no living creatures.Fang Hui clasped his hands on his knees, because they were covered by his sleeves, so there was nothing unusual on the surface, so he forced himself to remain calm.After all, the horses and chariots have already gone, and when they get here, there is no reason to go back. I can only look forward to it, but I am thinking too much.

But suddenly there was the sharp sound of weapons being exchanged outside the car, followed by a few whispers, and before the sound clustered, it really became louder.The curtain of the carriage he was sitting in was lifted from the outside, and the masked man in black was holding a sharp knife. Seeing that it was him, he hesitated a bit, and did not immediately strike, and said: "Why is that a man?" male?"

Looks like it's been hijacked by the wrong car.But this is not something that Fang Hui should consider now. Fang Hui doesn't dare to explain himself. These people will let him go. The space in this car is small, and it is very difficult to dodge this kind of action. Yes, and the road ahead is completely blocked, and at this time, he no longer cares about how much his goods are lost, and his life is still at stake.While the masked man was still waiting for him to reply, Fang turned to the side, that is, towards the direction of the small wooden window, raised his hands, put his head against the gap, and broke out through the window.It was just that he was dizzy from being hit, and when he rolled on the spot, it took him a long time to recover.

The masked man followed suit.Fang Hui didn't have much force, but as a businessman, he still had some vision. Fang Hui ran around the carriage, and Fang Hui dodged all the knives stabbed by the masked man when he was chasing him.He is also a martial artist who can only go straight. Fang turned to look at the masked man, and couldn't help but feel relieved. There is still some hope for this escape.But...if these masked people are only of this level, why can't the guards he hired last this little time?After turning his mind several times, it was still the cool wind blowing over his head, he quickly retracted his head, avoiding the catastrophe of beheading, and only then did he wake up.

About half of the hair on the scalp had been cut off. When I touched the head with my hand, it felt bare. When I put it down and looked at it, it was blood from one hand. With a twist of the knife's wrist, it was still going to cut his neck.Fortunately, he also learned some physical fitness skills, and his waist is still good. He used an iron bridge and used two eyebrows in exchange for a life.

When Fang Hui jumped out of this fatal circle, he happened to run into Xue Zhao who had heard the sound.At this moment, Fang Hui lost a piece of scalp, and blood flowed down his forehead, his face was covered, and he had no eyebrows.Not to mention the creepy appearance, it is a compliment to say that it is a person.The human face has no eyebrows, and Fang Hui has no beard. Doesn't that mean there is only one face?If that Bai Wuchang from hell only sticks out his tongue, his appearance is probably similar to Fang Hui's today.

Xue Zhao looked at Fang Hui for a long time, but Fang Hui said first: "Miss Xue." Then she suddenly said, "Who am I? Are you Fang Hui?"

Is that recognized or not recognized?At that time, Fang Hui didn't recognize who the person wearing the bamboo hat was, or was the person standing in front of him, she was also slim and graceful, she should be a lady, and she has traveled far and wide, the number of women he can know is really very few, yesterday Wanting to say goodbye to Xue Zhao, knowing that I checked out first, I was secretly annoyed, I didn't tell him earlier, the woman I met this time was so similar, I was happy, but Fang Hui couldn't care less about it, lah He took Xue Zhao's hand and wanted to run: "Those gangsters are coming after them, run quickly."

But after Fang Hui ran a few steps, he realized that there was nothing in his hand. Xue Zhao was still standing there, not being pulled by him. He remembered something, and immediately blushed: "Miss Xue, I don't mean to offend you." , the situation is really urgent..."

Xue Zhao had withdrawn her hands very early, but at this time her hands were behind her back, and she suddenly clenched them tightly, hanging in the air for a long time, before putting them back in front of her body, she felt a little subtle: the hands on this side were covered with blood. , as soon as he held hands, he couldn't help looking down, and immediately felt dizzy, unable to control himself, and almost vomited.

There was no such a big reaction on the battlefield in those few days, but now, just seeing blood makes you faint.That's right, why does this person look so much like Prince Ai?Wang Yanrong?No, that person is already dead. Whether a dead person is reincarnated in the next life or becomes a lonely ghost, that decision has nothing to do with her as a living person.And although the appearance of the people in the royal family is not the first-class leader, the nobleness of that day is not something that can be taken lightly by ordinary people.And Fang Hui's face can only be said to be fair, and if he wants to imagine, he really doesn't know right now.

Xue Zhao persuaded himself for a while without looking at Fang Hui, and suddenly felt better: "It's okay, I just came to see what happened here."

"I didn't say it, Miss Xue..." Fang Hui wanted to say something more, but when he saw the gangsters who had chased him come over again, he was so frightened that the wound on his head was still burning. Pain, reminding him what happened just now, he ran away in three or two steps, caught a glimpse of Xue Zhao still standing there out of the corner of his eye, and could only sigh in his heart: Youth is fleeting, how frosty it is, it is really wrong his guilt.

However, this estimation is unreasonable. Fang Hui preconceived Xue Zhao as a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. Hui can't escape like this.

The martial arts of the masked man can only be regarded as mediocre, Xue Zhao can't beat her, and if she is said to be inferior in martial arts, she must be compared with the strong. That face faded a layer of blood, it can be said to be very pale.

"Offended." The sky was getting whiter that day, and the haze was low, and there was already a gleam of radiance. Xue Zhao's red lips were as beautiful as blood. She clasped her belt with two fingers and pulled out a ring from it. There was an extra layer of streamer on the mortal thing, she pulled it out, and there was no sound of friction.

I don't know if the masked man who died first heard Xue Zhao's words clearly. When he opened his eyes and was about to speak, the blood spray blocked all the channels he wanted to speak.Once whipped and swung, this soft sword is as easy to use as a whip, but it is slightly different from a whip. This sword is double-edged and has excellent toughness. There is no fixed move. , since there is no way to stop it.What's more, when these masked men came after them, in order to prevent them from escaping, they specially formed an encircling formation, which was very close to Xue Zhao.The effect of letting Xue Zhao catch him by surprise and attack him by surprise is [-]% better.

This soft sword is a treasure from the previous dynasty, and it was made of snow silver and purple gold. The blood of the man was stagnant on the blade on the other side, reflecting the rising sun, it was really dazzling.

But after all, he is under King Jin's command, so it's not like he doesn't have a treasure by his side. After Xue Zhao beheaded the masked man with thunder, there was a man standing in front of him with open arms without any weapons. come over.The man was wearing a glove made of silk from the snow-capped mountains, and Xue Zhao's soft sword sliced ​​his fingers vertically.

Since Xue Zhao grew up, the first class of beating people is to be helped by others, and the second class is not easy to do it by herself. When it comes to touching feet, she has copied "Women's Rules" so many times by hand. At home, the feet should not be raised higher than the threshold, and that was never the case.I really didn't expect that so many first times would be an exception here in Dunhuang. Thinking about it this way, Xue Zhao's kicking force was two points more than usual, not to mention the force on his waist. The feet are on the ground, so, with the help of strength, they fight cattle across the mountain.

The masked man grabbed Xue Zhao's soft sword, but before he could be overjoyed, Xue Zhao's kick kicked his waist and abdomen in an instant.He just stiffened for a while, Xue Zhao didn't want to wait for him to have more strength, put his left elbow on his neck, pushed his right foot to the right, and he fell down immediately.Needless to say, after Xue Zhao cut his neck, the masked man who was chasing after Yu Hou was standing straight, with majestic phoenix eyes, and a great demeanor. No one dared to look directly at her. Overwhelmed them in momentum.

"Are you going to kill me?" Xue Zhao heard the sound behind her, and knew it would happen. Even if the swordsman hesitated, he would probably catch up, she said.

The swordsman didn't know that Xue Zhao was asking him this question, and the first thing he said when he rushed over was to Xue Zhao: "Miss..."

"Don't call me Miss. My mother's family doesn't have anyone as capable as you. You set up an ambush outside Dunhuang City. Don't you know how much it will cost you and me to surprise you and me when I go from Wuwei to Yumen?" " Xue Zhao sneered, if she didn't do the opposite, here are only warriors, then Yumen should be all elites, and it won't be relieved by a bloody battle: "If you treat me I don’t know everything about the family, I can understand a thing or two, but you know it all, but you don’t know that I can’t stand behind you, this is really puzzling, my mother always wants me to learn some lessons You don't want to be afraid of me, your heart-to-heart method is used on me, but you have misjudged the person."

The author has something to say:

The process feels a bit slow.It's over, I just want to write a novella about Silly Baitian, and now the drama is about to go all the way... This chapter is a forced commentary.