Chang Siguo stared at Liu Canjun with a stern expression, unmoved by his words.
In his mind, he was weighing the consequences of slapping the guy in front of him to death in the water. When the cavalry of the Bei'an Army broke into the encirclement, he killed and trampled many cavalry to death in order to survive. , still show mercy.
On the slope of the river embankment, his arrow could have directly killed the cultivator, but it only hit the cultivator in the abdomen, causing him to lose his fighting power. When he fled into the woods, he did not use the sneak attack of the archers in the woods to kill the other cultivator. The famous cultivator shot and killed him.
He could go to death to offend the guards of Bei Maple City and kill more than a dozen cultivators without mercy.
However, it is not advisable to make too many enemies for yourself. He is not so powerful that he has no scruples. If he kills too much, he may not be able to protect him.
This is not a reasonable world to begin with. If you just kill without any brains, how can you still mess around?
He only stared at Liu Canjun with a pale face and choked several sips of river water. He often thought about it before saying calmly, "How can you guarantee that you won't speculate on where my next trip will be?"
Forget it, sparing this kid a small life is also leaving a leeway for himself.
Liu Zhirou hurriedly said, "I swear, even if the old general gives the order, I will not speculate on your itinerary in the near future."
Seeing that the other party looked like an idiot, obviously not believing what he said, and sensing the cold murderous intent of the other party, Liu Zhirou gritted her teeth and reluctantly handed over the three bronze coins in her left hand, saying, "This is my six-yao divination Please keep the magic weapon for me for a period of time. I can’t figure it out without the props."
Chang Siguo stared at the ancient copper coin that was shiny and very different from the copper coins he had seen before. His eyes flickered slightly. He reached out to take it, put it in his pocket, and waved, "Go ahead, I don't want to worry about the journey ahead." , encounter the Bei'an military cultivators again."
Liu Zhirou stepped on the water, raised her hands and said solemnly, "Brother Chang, please take good care of Liu's magic weapon."
Chang Siguo nodded, these three copper coins were indeed extraordinary.
He had just used his celestial eye to look at it, and found that it was the same as the ink jade piece that carried the "Near Spectrum", emitting a light that was invisible to the naked eye. This was true for a set of three pieces, so he believed in this boy's sincerity.
Liu Zhirou reluctantly swam toward the river island. Fortunately, the water was warm, otherwise he would have been unable to hold on.
Chang Siguo stared at the black spot in the distance and said loudly, "Chang was in Beifeng City tonight. Within half an hour, he killed thirteen cultivators guarding the city, including two cultivators at the top of the Strengthening Realm. He also swore in public that he would take the head of an old thief and dog one day to pay homage to the heroic souls of our border army brothers in Sihuang City. We also asked the Bei'an Army not to get involved and not to be used as a weapon."
Liu Zhirou shuddered and suddenly turned around, only to see a group of ripples spreading out on the water surface, and the person was gone.
The words were full of warning. He was frightened for a while, turned around and swam towards Hezhou.
"Quickly row, hurry up and meet Liu Canjun."
"I will protect you first, and you will come later."
The cultivators on the river island all heard Chang Siguo's arrogance and rowed the raft very fast.
Commander Liu took the lead in riding the wave and rushed to Liu Canjun's side to protect him. After a while, he was busy and rescued Liu Canjun, who was shivering from the cold, to the dry land of Hezhou.
Yun Gong helped Liu Canjun evaporate the wet clothes and robes on his body, added another set of outer clothes and robes, and lit the fire.
After Liu Shenjun recovered, everyone was talking about how to proceed.
The task has not been completed, and it will not end in a hurry after all the efforts and efforts have been made.
Liu Zhirou and Commander Liu looked at each other and said slowly, "According to Liu's opinion, we will suspend the operation and send a message back to Bei'an City. We will tell the General what Brother Chang said and suggest that the General send a message to Beifengfu City overnight. Find out whether the news is true or not. If, as Brother Chang said, he killed the thirteen cultivators guarding the city, the matter will definitely not be covered up. I don’t know what Commander Liu’s intention is."
Commander Liu glanced at the crowd and asked, "Can Liu please tell the truth, where is that man from? Is it true that the military cultivators on the border of Sihuang City have never heard that there is such a powerful person in Sihuang City?"
Liu Zhirou smiled bitterly, "I'm not very familiar with him. We met at a banquet two months ago when our Bei'an Army was reinforcing Sihuang City. His surname is Chang Siguo. He sits in the corner of the hall with me. His identity is not that outstanding. It's Liu's poor eyesight that actually missed the true hero."
"I often think about it"
Commander Liu murmured and repeated the name that embarrassed the Bei'an Army several times. He finally remembered it and said, "Liu Canjun's words are reasonable. This is a conflict between Sihuang City and Bei Maple City. The situation is unknown. Our Bei'an Army Don’t be used as a weapon, it’s better to be safe and send the message back to the city to let the General make a decision.”
Everyone was not interested in waiting to confirm that the cultivator they were chasing was not a Beirong traitor.
Everyone was very dissatisfied with Bei Maple City's approach of concealing the other party's true identity. They complained a few words, boarded the raft and rowed to the other side. They returned to their respective teams, used carrier pigeons to send back the news, and camped on the inner river embankment, waiting for the arrival of the general in the city. Order.
With more than 20 soldiers killed and injured, they considered themselves unlucky.
If a cultivator is harmed, they will definitely not give up. Even if they go to Sihuang City, they still want an explanation.
But he said that Chang Si had dived for more than ten miles in one breath, landed ashore downstream, found a place to rest in the woods in the dark, dried his clothes and equipment, filled his stomach randomly, and adjusted his breathing for a while. He found that the heavenly orifice above his head that had been opened before could automatically absorb External spiritual energy to replenish himself, although it is only 20 to 30% of the effect of his active practice of breath regulation.
This is undoubtedly great news for him, as he will be in a state of cultivation at any time, no matter whether he is eating or sleeping.
Over time, the benefits will be considerable.
North Maple City, Fu Feng Inn.
In the dead of night, someone knocked gently on the door of the guest house of No. Jiawu.
"who"
After a while, the sergeant's alert and low voice came from inside the door, and the slight sound of a weapon being unsheathed could be heard.
"It's me, open the door."
"Is it Mr. Xiong? You don't live with your friend?"
"Stop talking nonsense. It's such a big deal. If I can, come over and open the door."
"Yes, please wait a moment."
Soon, the courtyard door creaked open, and a cloak-covered figure stepped in and clasped the door tightly with his backhand.
The figure walked toward the backyard, and whispered to the five people on both sides who were watching carefully with their right hands against the hilt of the knife, "Captain Wu is not dead. He was seriously injured. I came here to inform you."
"ah"
The few of them were stunned and looked at each other. How could they be different from what Mr. Chang said?
At this moment, the figure suddenly took action, his body moved quickly, there were several "Puff" sounds, and finally there was the sound of weapons colliding and clanging to the ground. The only half-scream was also annihilated by the sword light.
The figure leaped to the backyard door, stretched out his hand to push it gently, and found that the inside was bolted, and he spat out a little strength.
"Click", breaking the door latch, and dodged into the backyard.
The figure appeared silently in front of the open door like a civet cat. He searched around in the darkness and found no one. He looked for the next closed house, but still no one was there.
I searched all the rooms in the backyard, including the bathroom, the hut, the rockery in the yard, the corners, behind the flower trees and other places, but found nothing. The figure left quickly with a low curse and disappeared at the door of the front yard.
After a long time, a small head poked out from the wall of the courtyard next door, sniffing the bloody smell coming from the front yard, taking a few cautious glances, and then quietly retracted.
The north wind is blowing.
The tree moved its branches and made a sound like crying.
The red lantern under the eaves of the guest house swayed in the wind, casting a small swaying light.
The sound of clappers can be heard in the distance, as well as the long-sounding melody of the vicissitudes of life, "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candles, close the doors, close the windows to prevent theft and theft",,,
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