Chang Siguo clasped his left hand on the smooth hole carved out by the river water over the years, tensed his whole body, and stepped on the uneven rock under the water with his toes so that he could focus on leaping to fight. His right hand reached for the hilt of the sword that was still immersed in the water, and his eyes Staring closely at the young man in white robes who stood relatively high.
Meeting in narrow waters, his situation was quite unfavorable, but it was not without any chance of victory.
These days, he has been trying to figure out how to use Qi to drive his strength, and he has gained a lot of experience. He feels that his strength has exploded, and his strength is more than three to five times stronger than when he had to rely on trickery to kill the woman a few days ago.
The man in white robe had an abnormally pale complexion, his eyes were glaring fiercely, and he was ready to go, with his hair flying in the wind.
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The man in white robe suddenly spoke in a low voice. He stretched out his right index finger and made a silent gesture beside his mouth. He only used his left hand to grasp the icy protrusions on the cliff and asked in a very low voice: "Broken Thief Army" ?”
He was a little confused. The guy who had just emerged from the water on the cliff was clearly a True Yuan realm cultivator.
Why are you wearing the thin crimson uniform of a soldier of the bandit army?
In order to avoid being chased by Beirong cultivators, he actually came up with such a vicious and disrespectful method.
It looked like that, and there were a few arrows standing in the water behind him as a camouflage.
It's just that the black-faced cultivator in the water has a strange appearance that he has never seen before. Could it be that he is a fake Beirong person?
It's not impossible, the Beirong people also look like the Nanping people, but what does it mean to use such a weak True Yuan realm cultivator to confuse the public and pretend to be a traitor? It's not enough for him to pinch with one hand.
If it weren't for the special situation now, he wouldn't bother to waste words and would capture him first and then use his fists to question him.
Chang Siguo nodded slightly, hearing that the other person was one of his own.
He didn't want to cause a conflict at this time, so he saw the confusion in the other person's eyes and explained his identity in a low voice: "I am Hei Wa, a warehouse soldier under Zuo Wei, the outpost of the bandit army. The warehouse manager is Mo Xing, and Zuo Wei is Mr. Tian Xiang'an. Who are you?"
Still keeping a close eye on the other party, not daring to relax at all, waiting for the other party to prove his identity with evidence.
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man in white robes. After hearing the introduction, this man was a physical trainer in the army, and he was not yet a soldier who had attracted the attention of the superiors. No wonder he didn't recognize him, and he believed what he said, although he didn't know anyone. He has heard of Tian Xiangan's name for low-level minor characters such as Xing Na.
He rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Which body refiner is responsible for the safety of the outpost Zuo Lieutenant?"
There are also body trainers in the army who have risen from the ranks of pawns, and the other party may still be ignorant and not understand anything.
Chang Siguo replied without hesitation: "It's Ke Fan of the Yuanqing sect. Before breaking camp, he asked me to go to Guzhou to deliver a message to his uncle, a fellow disciple." He also asked in return: "I wonder if you know Mr. Qianshao Youwei Zhang?" A body refiner?"
The man in a tattered white robe laughed in a low voice: "I don't think I know you, Danyanshan Fu Shang, we have a friendship over drinking wine."
There are a total of thirty-five body refiners in the Bandit Breaking Army, how could he not recognize them?
In order to dispel the concerns of the young man below, he introduced himself: "An Xuelun, he is also a body refiner in the army."
He lifted up the bronze medallion engraved with sword patterns on his waist, turned it over and pointed downwards. His expression showed recognition of the other party's approval, and a hint of appreciation for being kindred spirits.
Chang Si had heard that the body refiner who protected the right lieutenant of the outpost was called Mr. Fu. He didn't know the specific name. He recognized the other person's identity by observing his words and said in a low voice: "I have met Mr. An."
"You're welcome, just call me Lao An, or Brother An. We, the body refiners in the army, are one family, and we won't treat those vain ones. Little brother, why don't you have a tattoo on your forehead?"
An Xuelun smiled and dipped his feet into the water. It would be easy to be discovered if he hung on the cliff for a long time.
Most of the soldiers and generals in the army have tattoos. In addition to some generals transferred from other military camps, there are also body refiners transferred from the military headquarters.
Chang Siguo was about to answer when a sharp eagle chirped from the sky.
An Xuelun smiled bitterly and muttered: "He was found out again, so unlucky." He quickly slipped into the water.
But he heard the sound of water splashing, and he looked up quickly, and saw the little guy named Heiwa he had just met leaping out of the water, with water droplets splashing everywhere. He stepped diagonally on the cliff to run, pulled out his wet hunting bow, and jumped out of the water. He pulled out an arrow from the leaking arrow kettle behind his back, and when he tilted his body downwards, there was a bang, and the arrow shot up into the sky like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the falcon in the air, which was about to lift up to escape, was shot straight on, and fluttered towards the river.
An Xuelun's eyes widened. This little brother is also a marksman and a body refiner!
"There are barbarians in the river!"
"Quickly intercept him, don't let him run away again."
"Go one brother upstream, one brother each downstream, and the other side. We can't let him escape while diving this time."
"Call two falcons to come over and keep an eye on the river from the air."
This arrow seemed to have poked a hornet's nest, and many sounds gathered in this direction from nearby to several miles away.
Chang Siguo turned over and fell into the water lightly. Seeing that An Xuelun did not escape first, but was still waiting for him in the water, he made a quick decision and whispered: "Follow me." He took a breath and dived underwater. There were too many people on the other side, so he went Diving downstream is not the best idea, not to mention the falcons coming.
He could only hold his breath for more than half a quarter of an hour at most. If it lasted longer, he would have to come out of the water to breathe.
In this case, it is better to go into the dark hole of a familiar door and take shelter for a while.
On both sides of the cliff, there are countless caves and caves under the river along the way. It would be difficult for the Beirong people to find them if they rummage through them one by one.
He had purposely dived this far downstream just to be on the safe side, and it was a mistake that came in handy.
An Xuelun easily broke off an underwater stone as big as a fist and threw it into the water next to the cliff thirty feet away. His whole body sank into the water. The stone possessed the true energy he left behind and fell into the water. It took five feet to explode, and a huge splash of water surged up. In a hurry, the only way to do this was to create suspicion and cover up people's ears and eyes.
"Over there! Brother Ying and I go into the water, you guys come to pick us up."
"Be careful, that barbarian is more cunning and insidious than a wolf. He chased him away twice without catching him, and even injured a brother."
Two figures holding swords ran down the cliff bank more than ten feet high and plunged into the river. They were quite confident in their water properties. As long as they found the barbarians who had escaped into the water, they would be able to force them out of the water.
The other people on the cliff were not idle either. They had their own plans and were gearing up to deal with the barbarian.
An Xuelun followed Chang Si and dived upstream along the cliff in the river more than ten feet deep. He lurked for half a word, got into the underwater dark cave, climbed through the twists and turns of the narrow underground cave, and then It took me more than ten seconds to swim before I emerged from the water.
Jumping on the rock, Chang Siguo looked around with the help of the faint green light emitted by the gemstone on the scabbard on his waist. He glanced at the smooth-cut rocks nearby and praised: "This place is good, thank you for finding it."
While talking, Yun Gong evaporated the wet clothes on his body, took out a small blue and white porcelain vase from his arms, poured out a peanut-sized scarlet pill and swallowed it, put the porcelain vase into his arms, and said: "Hei Wa, when the siege of Sihuang City is lifted, I will introduce General Feng to you."
Such a talented person, who is also a body refiner in the army, must not be allowed to go to waste in Zuowei Camp, which is subordinate to the bandit-breaking army.
He had seen Chang Si once before, leaping and running on the cliff, raising his energy and exerting his strength. He did not look like a True Yuan Realm cultivator, but more like a Consolidated Realm Body Refiner who could operate freely.
He was a little suspicious that the little guy in front of him had used some means to hide his cultivation.
Maybe, it's not just a warehouse boy?
Chang Siguo also used his kung fu to steam dry his clothes. While he was handling bows and arrows and other items, he saw An Xuelun's pale complexion returning to rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. He guessed that the pungent-smelling pill was used to heal injuries. , smiled casually and said: "Okay, then I'll trouble you, brother."
General Feng Qian is the commander-in-chief of the Bandit-breaking Army. Over the past few years, Hei Wa, who has been living in confusion, has heard about it many times.
Chang Siguo had other thoughts and ran away alone when he got the chance.
Don't even think about asking him to work for Lao Mezi's general again.
At this time, the wind is blowing outside, and it is not appropriate to have different opinions with An Xuelun, who is also tied on the same rope. Then he can just leave quietly by himself, and verbally agree to be perfunctory to save unnecessary trouble.
