Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

The cold wind was howling and howling on the sharp fangs protruding from the mountain, making a sound like a ghost dying.

27 knives surrounded An Ge and his party, mixed with the icy cold air, and destroyed the hard-won will piece by piece.

The murderous intent was like a knife, the blood was like a torrent, and the patrols were caught off guard.

"The third team of the eighth account of the patrol battalion, listen up!"

Brother Zhang had been stabbed by Moyin before, and his left arm was bleeding, but his attention was not on it, he just stared at the enemy in front of him.

Their location is not far from Hongsai. There are 6 horses stationed in the city, and Moyin dares to lead people to chase here single-handedly. Then, the man they rescued has a decisive influence on Moyin, and even on the whole Manjiang. Extraordinary meaning.

He shouted the order of the ranks, and gave orders to all the men on the patrol:

"As a soldier, keeping your promise is the most important thing. Since a person is saved, there is no reason to return it..."

Brother Zhang stared at Mo Yin with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice, "No matter who the enemy is!"

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.A piece of crystal snowflakes floated down, cut off the anxious eyes of both sides, bypassed the sharp blades, swirled and fell slowly, and fell into the pit of countless footprints.

"bass!"

The moment the snow flakes touched the ground, the wind blew like a dragon, and the clouds surged like waves.

When the knife is raised, blood comes out.

"kill--"

The roar erupted suddenly, and the blade whizzed past the ear, and chopped off a few scattered strands of hair, leaving a bloodstain on the side of the neck.Swords rubbed against each other, and horseshoes crushed ice.

Brother Xiao Zhang saw the timing and gap, led people to break through the encirclement, and threw the heavy man onto Angoma's back.

"Xiao An, take someone away!"

An Ge understands the importance of this person, and also understands the meaning of Brother Zhang and the others leading people to fight.So he took the man and whipped his horsewhip several times, then swung his hooves away.

The cold wind that broke through the gorge suddenly blew, and the snow on the mountain and the flying snow in the sky were mixed together in an instant, and hit the head and face, cutting the face alive.

There was only a thin slit left in the already narrow field of vision. An Ge wiped off the residual ice on his face, clutched the clothes of the unconscious man tightly, and stared at the mountain road ahead that was limited by strange rocks and blurred by wind and snow— ——Crossing this corner, you can see the city gate of Hongsai. When the sentry on the watchtower saw them, they would definitely send someone out of the city to rescue them.

However, when it was only ten steps away from the corner, the strong wind suddenly neighed mournfully, and An Ge subconsciously bent down and leaned closer to the horse's back.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp long sword sliced ​​through the wind and snow, and the general brushed past his back, causing a knife edge to be split on the cloak on his back.

"咴------"

Dafeng was stabbed in the back of the hip by another flying sword, and he knelt down with his front hoof, and the speed of rushing out was too late to recover, and he fell on his back.

"Ouch!"

An Ge subconsciously closed his eyes, only to feel that the world in front of him was turned upside down. He turned several times in the snowdrift mixed with mud.When he stood up again, the sharp sword that had missed him just now was sticking straight at his side, Mo Yin and others had already chased him.

The frost-covered blade was particularly glaring in the sunlight. An Ge took a breath, and looked up at the blade, only to see half of his face spattered with blood.

Apparently, the patrol had been killed.He was the only Rong countryman who was still standing in the howling wind and snow.

Hmm... Strictly speaking, he is from the Wei Kingdom.

"I'll ask one last time, man, do you want to pay or not?"

The heavy snow blurred the outline of the massacre, but it could not cover up the heavy smell of blood at all.

The fighting ability of the patrol team is still very good. Although they failed to stop Mo Yin and the others, they also beheaded a lot of people from their horses.Now there are only three people following Moyin to catch up.But judging from An Ge's current martial arts, being able to deal with one is already an honor for his ancestors.

He secretly swallowed his saliva—hey, who is this little old man he picked up by accident?

However, he, Little Yasha, has no good qualities, nor does he have any high-spirited qualities, except for one thing - he must do what he promised others.

Because of Brother Zhang's previous entrustment, he couldn't go back on what he said.

"You say this as if I can live if I am willing to hand over someone."

He tried his best to say this calmly, seemingly relaxed, but actually his legs were already a little weak.

Mo Yin smiled ferociously, the scars at the corners of his eyes twisted like centipedes, "I can leave your whole body."

An Ge put on such an expression as expected, and spread his hands and said: "Death is dead, what do you care about death? But..." He pulled out the sharp sword with a little warmth on his side, "Death!" You still have to pay attention to the previous style."

The longer you delay, the more hope you will survive.

Mo Yin lost all patience, "For the weak, style is a luxury."

The hulking soldiers behind him stepped forward, "General, why do you have to go out to deal with this kind of little guy? If you see me cut three times, I will make his head fall off!"

Mo Yin pointed his chin towards An Ge, signaling his subordinates to draw their swords.

Steady feet stepped into the snow, "click", "click", leaving a series of blood-stained footprints.

Manjiang's Dayue scimitar is world-famous. When the knife is raised and dropped, the head of a [-]-jin strong cow will fall to the ground. If it goes to the battlefield, the enemy will be terrified.

The enemy roared and approached, the solidified red blood on the blade was still clinging to fine shards of ice, reflecting dazzling white light one after another.

Boom!

Boom!

The heartbeat in the chest was exceptionally clear and strange. It was not as rapid as the drumbeat as expected, but very calm and peaceful.

"Martial arts moves, the last blow is the real one. Don't pay too much attention to the pretense of bluffing."

The words Fang Yi taught him to practice martial arts before echoed in his ears, and the words were not bad.

"Little Yasha, look at the trend of his sword and the loopholes on the other side, avoid the real, and hit the weak."

An Ge slowly withdrew his right leg, shifted his center of gravity, followed the man rushing, turned right to avoid the blade, swung the hilt of the sword around his wrist, and stabbed with his backhand, hitting the man's back—the heart s position.

Flattening the ring to cover the moon, Fang Yi taught him the first move.

It has to be said that Xiao Yasha's eyesight is still very poisonous, and she can spot the flaws right away.

In the blink of an eye, the man who shouted and killed collapsed to the ground, while An Ge, who was fooling around, was still standing upright.

He withdrew his long sword in great surprise——Dad, isn't the trick Brother Monkey taught you really good?

Afterwards, he realized that there were still a few enemies staring at him, so he quickly adjusted his expression, showing an unfathomable expression, and advised:

"Young man, I advise you to go back quickly. I have practiced kung fu, and I always kill people. It's not good..."

"Is it......"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yin's face became even more bloodthirsty, he excitedly stepped/dismounted, and moved the wrist holding the knife twice, like a leopard seeing its prey.

"Then it depends on whether it's you or me who started the killing spree today!"

An Ge's pretentious movements froze, and the apex of his heart turned cold for a moment—this Laoshizi Moyin, why is he talking more and more vigorously?

Hold the hilt of the sword tightly in your hand, it's okay, it's okay, brother monkey taught him martial arts, he can handle it.

However, fantasy is always far from reality.

He has only learned kung fu for less than a month, and he is still no match for Mo Yin, who practiced kung fu since he was a child. After more than twenty bouts, the hilt of the sword came out of his hand, flew five zhang away, and disappeared in the snowstorm.

Immediately afterwards, he was knocked down to the ground by a palm, lying face down, unable to get up for a long time.

call--

Shrill everywhere, interspersed with mournful wailing, wandering through the narrow mountain roads.It's gloomy, like going to Huangquan Road to the underworld.

"I gave you a chance, but you courted death yourself."

Mo Yin approached step by step, raised his foot, and stepped on An Ge's back hard, wishing to crush him.

An Ge's body, which had just gotten up a little bit, sank back into the snow in an instant, his chest was compressed bit by bit, and panting became extravagant.

"You don't understand...the importance of commitment..."

"Promises are reserved for living people, and you don't need them soon." Mo Yin said, increasing the strength of his feet, and he could vaguely hear the sound of bones being dislocated.

In fact, it is easier to end An Ge with one knife, but slowly crushing a person to death like this, and seeing how he struggled to death but ended in vain, this gave him a perverted pleasure.

"Uh... Kaa..."

An Ge's eyes turned red instantly, and a few broken syllables came out of his throat, hoarse like a rough whetstone.He kicked his feet on the ground and tried to stand up, but failed because his back could not move.

Mo Yin's expression twitched ferociously, and the pleasure in his chest became more and more intense, "How is it? Do you feel that your internal organs are about to be trampled to pieces? Does it mean that you can't stand up no matter how hard you try? This is what a person like you should have. Those who try to oppose me, Moyin, all... will end badly!"

An Ge's breathing became more and more rapid, his eyes were filled with blood again, and then he was suppressed by a force.

There was a faint voice in his heart, vaguely asking him to release that layer of confinement and rush out of the bottomless dark abyss.But he vaguely felt that he couldn't do this, otherwise Brother Hou would be angry.

"Ah...uh..."

He struggled to spit out a pool of blood, soaking a large piece of silvery white snow.

Mo Yin's eyes dimmed, and he said mockingly: "When I go to the underworld, remember that I sent you, and also remember, if you want to stand out, see how much you have."

Half of An Ge's face was buried in the snow, and his expression could not be seen clearly. From his fragmented speech, it can be inferred that he was very sad.Moyin understood this discomfort as a near-death struggle.But in fact, he was just controlling the curse seal in his body, not wanting it to recur again.

Only, he failed.

"what----"

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Shishi spell...the third attack...