[Sword Three] Dongdu Wolf's Stupidity

It has been more than three years since the farewell this time. Chen Hao left Chunyang Palace on the second day after the incident happened. He also stole Ye Buxiu's belongings and valuables in the room he was staying in. He ran faster than anyone else at night, as if the site of Chunyang Palace would burn a sheep's butt, so that Jiang Yunci and the others woke up early in the morning, and they didn't even find a single hair of Chen Hao...

This disappearance also took three years. Li Tieqin's reputation in the rebel army grew day by day. In three years, his status in the army was equal to that of Zhao Yanping. The horse looked for Li Tieqin, and when Li Tieqin's reputation became bigger and his acquaintances avoided him, only Chen Hao was full of joy, as if listening to others scolding Li Tieqin for being a traitorous thief, he fought those victories again and died all over his body. If he retreats, Chen Hao will be happy, happy that Li Tieqin is so brave, and also happy that Li Tieqin is still alive in this troubled world war.

At this time, there were still three days away from the military camp where Li Tieqin and Zhao Yan might be. Chen Haofeng was used to eating and sleeping in the open, tied his horse to a thick tree, and naturally leaned against the tree to sleep. He was afraid of the dark before. He doesn't know how to ride a horse, and he doesn't care if there are wolves, tigers and leopards in the woods during the three years of pursuit!

"Boy! I think you should have some spare money on your clothes, share some with your brothers?"

In troubled times, there are not a few hooligans and bandits who cannibalize human flesh and bones among the dead. They usually attack people like Chen Hao. Seeing that he has two small coins on him, he is really hungry. Followed by children, this group of people can also be eaten as an appetizer.

"Yes, but you are ugly, so I don't want to give you flowers." Chen Hao opened his eyes, and there was a contemptuous smile in the strange-colored pupils.

"Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine! Now hand over the silver taels, we brothers can still save your life, otherwise look at your delicate skin and tender flesh, I will skin your boy today Let's drink and eat!" The bandit in the lead slashed the long knife at the tree above Chen Hao's head, and saw that the big knife could almost cut off half of Chen Hao's head, but this time he didn't let Chen Hao blink too much. one time.

He raised his head and glanced at the sharp blade. The silver-white blade was covered with dark red powder and traces. He saw that this big sword was stained with the blood of many innocent people in the troubled times.

"It's really scary, I'm so scared, I scared the baby to death, but I still can't give you the money." Chen Hao said this sentence expressionlessly, with the words 'owed to beat' engraved on his face.

Such an attitude made the younger brother next to the bandit unhappily poke the bandit leader's arm with his elbow: "Boss, I think this kid won't eat a toast, and if he takes a fine wine, he might as well kill him. Give our brothers a drink today." , His clothes are not bad, the boss will definitely look better in them than this brat!"

The bandit leader felt that what his younger brother said was right, so he swiped the knife at Chen Hao again. Chen Hao raised his hand and held the knife with his fingers, and blood was dripping from between his fingers, but his face On the other hand, he squinted his eyes, so that the bandit leader's knife couldn't be cut down, and he couldn't pull it out. Apart from seeing a little blood red, there was nothing he could do to Chen Hao...

"You will get your teeth smashed if you speak big words. This set of pure Yang Palace's broken clothes is called a good-looking talent on this handsome man, with a fairy style. On you, a fat bandit with a big face, even wearing a dragon robe I can't be the crown prince!" Speaking of this, Chen Hao abruptly cut the bandit leader's sword in half, and said: "Tsk, it looks like you guys can't kill me today, since that's the case, only you will die!"

He raised his head with a smile, turned the other half of the blade in his hand, and threw it at the throat of the bandit leader. It was stained with the dirty blood of the bandit leader, and the younger brothers turned around and ran away when they saw that the situation was not right. Chen Hao held the long sword in his hand and blocked them with a small effort. The ground full of dead branches and fallen leaves spread out, and those dead faces with terrified expressions were exchanged for Chen Hao's plain smile.

There is no bloodthirsty brought by the demon soul, no indifference and arrogance like a Taoist leader after a fight, only Chen Hao's indifferent smile. In three years, that three-point obscene and seven-point handsome temperament has not changed, but There was more and more blood on his hands, not like what a person who traveled through time could do, as if he himself lived in the troubled times of the Tang Dynasty and was used to fighting and killing in the world since he was a child.

As the sun was setting, Chen Hao knelt down and wiped the blood-stained long sword in his hand.

"It's so dirty, the nest where you sleep well has been ruined by these beasts." With a long sword thrown into the sword case, Chen Hao stood up with his legs crossed to lead the horse, and the horse's hoof stepped over the corpse on the ground. He still has that smiling face.

Ever since the day Li Tieqin disappeared, Chen Hao did not rely on anyone he was familiar with. During the three years in the troubled times, he saw through the cruelty of the world, and he didn't have much thought about life and death in the rotting corpse, as long as the person who died was not someone he knew Chen Hao. , Chen Hao didn't care at all!

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In the barracks, Li Tieqin sat by the candlelight and looked at the map on the desk. A well-mannered man on a carved wooden chair next to him poked his head, his eyes looked a little tired under the flickering candlelight. He yawned triumphantly.

"It's time for General Li to take a break now... Lord An only asks us to guard here, and besides, everyone knows what General Li looks like on the battlefield. Even if you don't watch these things, you can wipe out thousands of troops with just your hand. host."

Li Tieqin rolled up the cloth curtain of the map: "Qin Feng, you are getting more and more talkative. As a military adviser and a counselor under my account, you don't accompany me to study the matter of marching and formation, but you look tired." Be careful, I will deduct your salary..."

"The barracks are in charge of eating and drinking, and I take gold and silver seriously. Now I just want to persuade the general to rest earlier..." Qin Feng lowered his eyes slightly and smiled softly.

"By the way, did he find it?" Li Tieqin asked.

Qin Feng let out a long breath, glanced at the deserted camp, and then said: "After searching for three years, he has not defected to the Beggars' Gang, nor has he gone to Qixiu Shaolin. Whether he is alive or dead is unknown, and the news of his disappearance reached you only half a year ago, and you told Chunyang where he could go, but they never found it."

After a long silence, Li Tiejin choked up and said, "Qin Feng...will he really die?"

"It's hard to say, none of us expected that he would leave Chunyang Palace because of you, let alone that he would not rely on any familiar people." Qin Feng replied.

"...But I always have a feeling that he is still there."