Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Wen An has never experienced such a high-intensity rush. Even if Gu Luo prepared the best equipment, he was still pale from being tossed about by the hard carriage in the past half a month. Sang Qianjin would come over from time to time. Although it hurts, there is nothing to do. Qingshan Prefecture is already dangerous, if it is delayed, the consequences may really be unimaginable.

Wen An was fidgeting in the carriage, while Xi Jing was lying on the side with a smile on his face, without speaking. The two of them passed by like this for these days, and Wen An got used to it.

The speed of the car stopped suddenly, and a faint sound came from outside the window. Wen An frowned, opened the curtain and asked Gu Luo, "What's going on?"

Gu Luo is a martial arts practitioner, so his hearing is naturally better than Wen An's. Just as he was about to explain, the messengers along the road shouted over one level at a time: "The Luoying Mountain in front of you has a nest of bandits who do all kinds of evil. Slow down!"

Gu Luo spread his hands and said, "As the master heard."

"Bandits?" Wen An frowned, his first reaction was that this was the prince's conspiracy, and he asked more carefully, "How is the situation of this nest of bandits?"

Gu Luo said like a few treasures: "The bandits in Luoying Mountain were built three years ago. The owner of the village is Jiang Cheng, a well-known practitioner in the Jianghu; the second leader is a defected master under Luoying Mountain. The attack is fierce; the third head is the young head of the original bodyguard agency, who was framed, and went directly to Luoying Mountain in order to destroy the bodyguard family."

"The bandit stronghold of Luoying Mountain is getting stronger day by day. There seems to be some kind of force supporting their development. In addition to robbing passers-by, they also occasionally undertake other murder jobs. Originally, this village was not so disgusting. They only robbed money. , not hurting people, but with the expansion of the village, more and more people behave recklessly, and finally develop into murder and robbery, and become a force for evil."

Wen An sensitively grasped the words "a kind of force" and asked, "What kind of force?"

Gu Luo shook his head, and replied with some shame: "This subordinate is ineffective, so I didn't know about it."

Wen An waved his hand indifferently, this is not considered negligence, even the current means of communication cannot find everything, let alone this era.It's just his intuitive feeling that this force is likely to be the prince.Things like this are going to be difficult...

Seeing the master wrinkling his head, Gu Luo seemed to be tireless, and quickly said: "Master, please rest assured, with subordinates, those gangsters will never hurt you."

Wen An sighed softly. Naturally, he couldn't be worried about his own safety. Just like what Xi Jing said, a loyal subordinate and a crush on the prince will have nothing to do with him. But, he saw Looking at the grain carts in the center of the army, he was worried about this.

Sang Qianjin glanced back cautiously, and saw Wen An's carriage and the guards surrounding him from a distance, felt relieved, and then swept towards the grain carts, feeling heavy, no matter what , we must keep these grains, otherwise it will be useless even if we go to Qingshan Prefecture.

Luoying Mountain is getting closer, everyone's nerves are tense, and their eyes are extremely vigilant looking around, walking step by step, slowly crossing this mountain, many people are a little relaxed at this time, feeling The third prince is a bit like a soldier, this team is not only known to everyone, but such a huge team, who would not have a good eye to come to ambush, the last group of people entered the range of Luoyan Mountain, and at the same time the first group of people They are about to go out, and more and more people are relaxing. It is undeniable that even Sang Qianjin and Wen An are a little relaxed...

Suddenly, Wen An saw a tree move strangely on the mountain, and his heart sank, there really was an ambush!

He saw it, and naturally other people saw it, and Sang Qianjin immediately shouted: "Everyone is on alert!"

In the next second, as if there were people hidden in every tree and every grass, countless bandits with bands of various colors tied to their foreheads and holding machetes rushed out of Luoying Mountain. They were faintly divided into two groups, as if Like a tide, they rushed down, yelling and fighting with the soldiers!

Sang Qianjin gritted her teeth, clamped her legs hard, and drove the horse to move hurriedly among the crowd. With a leap, she directly met Jiang Cheng, the leader, with a long sword in her hand, and slashed against Jiang Cheng wide open and wide. , and the soldiers in armor were fighting together in groups at this time, and the bandits were dispersed in an instant, and the cooperation was extremely tacit.

But those gangsters ignored the formation, their eyes were red, and their faces were full of joy and blood. Once they stared at a soldier, they clung to each other like a gangrene, while avoiding cutting themselves. The random knife came, and at the same time, he desperately put people to death.

For a moment, the whole mountain road was full of splashed blood. Wen An held the door of the carriage and watched silently. There was some uncontrollable excitement in his eyes. He took a deep breath and calmed down. His sharp eyes looked at the group of people. Glancing around, I saw the trembling accompanying official hiding in the center, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, but then he frowned, as if something was wrong...

The two groups of people came down, and now they merged into one group, which made him a little confused. He squinted his eyes and looked at it, only to be shocked to find that someone led a gangster who was obviously much better equipped in the chaos and quietly went to the army. The center approached, pursed his lips, pointed at that place and said directly to Gu Luo: "Gu Luo, go and wipe out that team of people."

Gu Luo took advantage of the situation and looked over. He was experienced enough to see the situation at a glance, but he saw the bandits who were getting closer and closer from the corner of his eyes, and said helplessly and firmly: "Master, my task is to protect you, and I have no responsibility to help the three The prince suppresses bandits."

The word Chuan appeared between Wen An's eyebrows. Sang Qianjin had discovered the situation here at this time, but was held back by Jiang Cheng. He was so anxious that he grasped the last hope, lowered his voice and said angrily: "This is for you!" If you still have any conscience about the disaster relief food in Qingshan Prefecture, don't touch those things!"

Jiang Cheng swept across the horse's leg with a sword, forcing Sang Qianjin to dismount, and raised the long sword gleaming with cold light in his hand, with a hint of involuntary desolation in his voice, and a kind of desperate and tragic: "It's already It's too late! Qingshan Prefecture, I can't take care of so much anymore, at worst, after I die, let me go to the [-]th floor of hell as compensation!"

Sang Qianjin gritted his teeth. He couldn't put all his hopes on the food protection team, and screamed desperately: "The whole army obeys orders, do everything possible, and guard the food!"

With this voice, everyone's eyes were focused on the food, and the elite people around Wen An who were not moving before became a little restless, and their eyes kept drifting to Wen An.

Wen An's eyes sank, he didn't look at Gu Luo, and directly said to those people: "Go and help."

Those people didn't even have time to thank them, they directly pulled the reins and rushed into the battlefield with the wind. With a flick of the long sword in their hands, several heads with bloodstained faces fell to the ground. The thin ribbons of her hair also fell down, and she was trampled under her feet, sinking into the bloody mud...

These few people are worthy of being elites. As soon as they entered the battlefield, they sharply swept out an empty circle, and stood firmly in front of the food and grass, like an indestructible barrier.

Gu Luo looked at the gangster who was staring at the carriage not far away, squinted his eyes, put his hand on his waist silently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, I'm afraid I can't hide it with my kung fu." Yes, I hope the master will forgive me."

Before Wen An could react, he turned over and jumped out of the carriage. As soon as he raised his hand, several small pocket arrows made of fine iron shot out with the sound of howling wind. The gangsters closest to the carriage did not care to dodge Then they fell down in response, and the remaining few looked at their dead companions, their faces became more insane, and they rushed straight forward with fanaticism, which instantly made Gu Luo's face look like he thought this hand could deter them Completely gloomy, a soft sword from his waist was taken out very slowly, Gu Luo lowered his eyes, and his wrist shook very quickly, the soft sword seemed to be supported, pointing straight at those people, Gu Luo kicked the ground, the whole body The portrait rushed in like a cannonball, bringing up a bloody glow.

The thick smell of blood drifted down the wind, and Wen An tilted his head in some discomfort. He just happened to look at Sang Qianjin, who looked shocked from a distance, and watched helplessly as Jiang Cheng stabbed him into the back with a sword, and from the left side of his waist, A section of the sword tip pierced out from the side, and my heart beat heavily!

Sang Qianjin was drawn back by the severe pain, her eyes were instantly cold, her wrists flipped lightly, and she took a step back. Under Jiang Cheng's eyes that were terrified and puzzled, she stabbed the sword backwards fiercely. He sank, made a merciless turn, pulled it out obliquely, grabbed the blade of the sword with his left hand, and folded it fiercely. At the same time, he took a step forward, completely freeing his body from the sword in Jiang Cheng's hand. .

Jiang Cheng clutched his bloody abdomen, looked at Sang Qianjin in disbelief, stepped back two steps in a daze, completely demoralized, Sang Qianjin looked at his sword wound to the left, and didn't care He looked away, raised his blood-dripping left hand, licked it evilly, and then flicked it casually, leaving a trail of blood, staring at Jiang Cheng fiercely, like a black panther about to hunt , Jiang Cheng was completely captured by his aura, and unknowingly took two steps back, Sang Qianjin's mouth curled into a bloody smile, and suddenly rushed over very quickly, Jiang Cheng was caught off guard, and hurriedly resisted, However, the strength of his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he retreated step by step. Sang Qianjin smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "Luoyingzhai, we lost!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes widened for a moment, and a burst of severe pain hit him. The last thing he could see was his broken body that was bleeding crazily from his neck...

Sang Qianjin took a few breaths, looking gloomy at the chaotic battlefield, the long sword in his hand slowly spun around, and the remaining blood was easily thrown out, he walked over step by step, unexpectedly Like an evil ghost from hell, the gangsters are terrified. Looking at it again, their boss has become a headless corpse. No matter how crazy people are, they are in a cold sweat. They don't even want to kill people and take money. Thinking of killing a way out from here.

Naturally, the soldiers' morale was high, and their attacks were even more ruthless. They didn't plan to spare any life. After a while, the whole place was completely cleaned up. I don't know when all the gangsters have been killed by them.

Wen An was silent, but his heart was unavoidably shocked. He felt a stare staring at him, which made his hair stand on end. Looking back sensitively, he straightened his back, pursed his mouth, Holding the sword, Sang Qianjin walked over firmly step by step, covered with a strong smell of blood, and there was a trail of blood behind him, all the way to his eyes, his left hand grabbed his collar fiercely with his disfigured left hand, black eyes Like a churning deep pool, the voice is a little lacking in confidence, but it doesn't hurt the coldness in the slightest:

"Give me an explanation!"

Wen An's Adam's apple twitched, and before he opened his mouth, Sang Qianjin completely passed out in front of him...