Hearing Hu Yuan's words that contained murderous intent, Murong Jingyue's face turned pale with horror, and he regretted that he had bet on the wrong thing. He should not have relied on Shi Wan'an, an old devil who didn't see any use, as his backer. , intending to use its power to counterattack Hu Long and Cheng Lingsu.
After being easily captured by Hu Long twice, he had just witnessed the stunning flying knife skill of his hand. He knew that he didn't even have a chance to escape in front of this man. At that time, his knees softened and he knelt down towards Cheng Lingsu, and he knelt down repeatedly: "Little junior sister, spare your life!"
He was really smart, knowing that the only person who could save his life right now was Cheng Lingsu.
Cheng Lingsu sighed quietly, but did not plead to Hu Long. Just now, Murong Jingyue and Xue Que had taken Hu Long and her into their calculations. They cared about their master's favor and the friendship between the same disciples, so they might just put it past the past, but they had to consider Hu Long's thoughts. And she also believed that Hu Yuan would also consider her own ideas and would not make herself too embarrassed.
Xue Que on the other side was quite ruthless and looked at Murong Jingyue, the person he had fallen in love with, with disdain, turned to Hu Yuan and sneered: "We were overpowered by your force, but we were dissatisfied with your words. Once another opportunity comes back, I will naturally not miss it. Since our plan fails, we are just unlucky. If you want to give an explanation, I will give you an explanation!"
After saying that, he quickly pulled out a short knife from his waist, raised the knife without any hesitation, and chopped off his left hand at the wrist level.
"Junior sister!"
"mother!"
Jiang Tieshan and Jiang Xiaotie changed their colors at the same time and exclaimed, rushing forward together.
Fortunately, although they were focused on studying poisonous techniques, they also dabbled in some medical skills. At that time, their four hands skillfully applied medicine to stop Xue Que's bleeding and bandaged his wounds.
Seeing how stubborn this woman was, Hu Long couldn't help but give her a high look, nodded and said: "Since you dare to take responsibility, this matter has been exposed, and you can leave. But you must remember that before you are not sure about dealing with a poor man, you must Just abide by your oath and be an honest man!"
Jiang Tieshan and Jiang Xiaotie supported the pale Xue Que, slumped back to the big tomb-shaped house made of pig iron.
At this moment, they all clearly realized the gap between themselves and Hu Yuan. They knew that there was no way they could be overturned by his hands in this life, so they gave up any hope of revenge.
Hu Yuan turned his gaze back to Murong Jingyue and saw that his expression was still changing and hesitant, so he said calmly: "If Mr. Murong can't make up his mind, Pindao can help you decide!"
"No need!" Murong Jingyue shuddered, not daring to let the other party do it himself. He gritted his teeth and pulled out a short knife, slashing his left hand to the ground.
But he had no one else to help him take medicine and bind his wounds, so he could only endure the severe pain and do it himself.
The hemostatic bandage was finished, and he cast a pleading look at Hu Long eagerly. When he saw Hu Long wave his hand, he immediately ran away with his head in his arms as if he had been granted amnesty.
As he fled, he felt fierce in his heart. One day, he was determined to cut the bodies of Hu Yun and Cheng Lingsu into thousands of pieces to repay the humiliation of being captured twice today and the hatred of having their wrists broken. However, he knew in his heart that this wish would never be realized in his lifetime.
After all the dust settled, Cheng Lingsu said that Shi Wanai was extremely poisonous, and even if he was killed in the wilderness, he would still be poisoned, and begged Hu Long to dig a deep pit and bury him.
The two returned to Cheng Lingsu's home and slept in separate rooms for a night's rest.
The next day, they got up early and went to the market town of Baima Temple to buy a horse, and then returned to Miao Renfeng's mansion together.
White Horse Temple is just a remote town, and it doesn't have any good footwork. Hu Long's newly bought horse is already the best in the town, but it is only of average quality. It is far from the divine white horse. Not in time, so their return trip took more than twice as long as their arrival. By the time they arrived near Miao Renfeng's home, it was already late at night the next day.
Before he reached the door of Miao's house, Hu Long saw countless torches burning there, lighting up the whole house. There were thirty or forty men of different shapes and appearances holding weapons and torches. , forming a semicircle, surrounding the front door of the house.
In an open space in front of the main entrance, two groups of people were fighting fiercely. Hu Long's eyes were sharp and he had already seen clearly that on one side was Tang Peihe, who had changed back to a nun's attire, and on the other side was Hu Fei and four middle-aged men who were using single swords, long swords, steel whips, and double spears.
Wan Xing used a dust whisk in one hand and a soft whip in the other. His moves were fierce and ruthless, and he could compete with Tang Peikan, who used a long sword to make it look like a blue dragon playing in the water or a spirit snake spitting out messages.
Hu Fei's steel sword was suddenly fast and slow, strong and soft at the same time. His sword technique had obviously improved greatly in the past few days. He must have been taught the essence of "Hu Family Sword Technique" by Miao Renfeng. It's just that his four opponents are all over forty years old, their skills are extremely tough, and they seem to be quite good at combining attacks with each other. Even though Hu Fei's sword skills were endlessly changing and his killing moves fell out, he gradually gained the upper hand, but victory did not happen in a moment.
Miao Renfengzhuo stood at the head of the door, with her left hand hanging by her side, and her right hand holding her daughter Miao Ruolan. In the little girl's arms was a long sword with a black sheath that was not much shorter than herself.
"Tian Guinong," Miao Renfeng's deep voice spread into the distance, "The poison on Miao's body has been removed by an expert. If you want to take my life, show up and take it in person!"
What he said was the most truthful truth, but in the minds of some people with treacherous minds, this was just a tactic that was actually a false suspicion. Instead, it put the faith and doubts in the air back into the stomach.
A clear and long laugh came from the darkness in the distance, and then a middle-aged man in rich clothes and a sword hanging from his waist came slowly. This man has long eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a magnificent appearance. In terms of appearance alone, he is more than one step ahead of Miao Renfeng.
Behind him, there were three men and one woman, four brave or handsome young people following him, all showing the demeanor of a winner in life.
Hu Yuan undoubtedly guessed that this person would return to his fields on time. He saw him walk across a passage that his subordinates automatically flashed to the opposite side of Miao Renfeng. He ignored Hu Fei, Yuan Xing and others who were still fighting, and politely raised his hands and smiled. : "Second brother Miao misunderstood my younger brother's good intentions. My younger brother only came here to invite his father and daughter to stay at the house for a while. He really had no intention of causing any harm."
He was extremely proud when he said these words. He was sure that the enemy who had been weighing on his heart like a mountain for many years had been poisoned for a long time, and the secret of the treasure he had spent his whole life pursuing was just around the corner. He just felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life at this moment, and he had never been so proud and satisfied for a moment in his life.
Miao Renfeng seemed to look at Tian Guinong with some pity, who had been hiding from him for several years, but now he came to his door. He really didn't have the patience to say more words to him, so he called out softly: "Lan'er, sword! "
When Miao Ruolan heard this, she obediently released her father's left hand and held the long black sheath sword in front of her with both hands with some difficulty.
Miao Renfeng used her left hand, which was previously covered by her sleeve and had already returned to its normal color, to grab the long sword with its sheath.
In Tian Guinong's eyes, which were filled with fear as if he had seen an evil ghost, he gently patted his daughter's head with his right hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Lan'er. Daddy will come to accompany you after he beats away the bad guys."
Miao Ruolan nodded heavily. He said crisply: "Dad, don't worry, my daughter is not afraid!"
