In the mountain forest, sixteen good horses escorted a carriage in the night, running very fast. The people on the horse were all wearing black shirts and had long swords at their waists, but they looked a little embarrassed, and some even looked embarrassed. His body was also decorated with colors, as if there had been some kind of fight before this.
"Hurry up, we will be safe when we reach Anzhuang." The leader, a cold-faced man in black, clutched the reins in his hands and shouted.
"Yes, Senior Brother!" The other fifteen riders immediately responded in unison, then flicked their reins fiercely, and their speed instantly became a little faster.
But at this moment, the cold-faced man who was called the senior brother by the fifteen riders suddenly reined up his horse and stood up. Seeing this, the others immediately stood up as well because someone was blocking the way ahead.
There were twenty-four people in total, each riding a fiery red horse, with a scimitar at his waist, and wearing yellow clothes. However, the leader was only wearing a gray singlet, one side of which was wide open, revealing his gnarled muscles, and he was holding a long spear in his hand. When these people saw the cold handsome man and his entourage arriving, their faces showed a look of waiting, as if they had been waiting here for a long time.
The cold handsome man frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"
The man holding the spear said calmly without hesitation: "Southeast Road, Jiangjia, Jiangxinshui."
"Jiang family?" The cold handsome man said suspiciously, "It seems that I have never heard of this name in the world."
The gun-wielding man who called himself Jiang Xinshui was not annoyed, and said in a calm voice: "You are right, our Jiang family is indeed not very famous in the world, but our strength is not much weaker than the famous family in the world."
The cold handsome man touched the silver claw on his hand, "So, you are here prepared. Then do you know who we are?"
Jiang Xinshui smiled and said: "You are disciples of Tianyan, and you are Wen Han, the chief disciple of Tianyan's generation. You come from the Wen family, a time-honored brand in Lingnan. I'm right!"
The cold handsome man sneered, "You know who we are and dare to block our way?"
Jiang Xinshui also touched the spear in his hand and said: "People in the world say that as long as you get the person in the carriage, you can dominate the world, or even the whole world. Will you still be afraid of your little eyes?"
His tone suddenly turned cold.
"I don't know if the rumors in the world are true." Wen Han, the top disciple of Tianyan, suddenly showed murderous intent, "But if you want to snatch people away from my Tianyan, you are looking down too high on you."
Jiang Xinshui sneered, dismounted and walked to the front of the horse, saying: "But as far as I know, along the way, you should have blocked many sects and aristocratic families in the world who have ideas about them. If you can get here, you have already become At the end of the war, let's get the person out."
As Jiang Xinshui finished his last words, the people behind him all pulled out the scimitars from their waists. Seeing this, the Tianyan disciple also placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to draw the sword at any time.
"Senior Brother, what should we do?" A female disciple with Tianyan stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
But senior brother Wen Han stared at the other person and did not reply to her. He only asked: "How are the people in the carriage doing now?"
The female disciple replied: "The injury is not too serious, but it still needs immediate treatment."
"Then let's make a quick decision and try to reach the dark village in two hours." Wen Han's eyes were sharp. After speaking, he slapped the horse's back with his palm and jumped up. The silver claws in his hand shone coldly in the moonlight and headed straight towards the leader. The gun's heart flew away.
With senior brother Wen Han taking the lead in attacking, the other disciples finally drew their swords from their waists, dismounted and swarmed forward.
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The moonlight is cold and the breeze blows.
A bonfire was lit beside a dark stream in the forest, with a pot on it. In the pot was the fish that Wei Wucan took from the stream, plus various seasonings he brought with him, and he was cooking Su Qianqian's mouth was almost drooling when she saw a pot of fragrant big fish. Xiao Chunqiu was the only one lazily leaning on the rocks to admire the moon, not even looking at the pot of tempting big fish.
At this time, Su Qianqian finally couldn't help but said: "Wei Wucan, it's a good thing you brought a pot with you when you went out, otherwise Miss Ben would not be able to eat well these days, and your cooking skills are pretty good!"
At this moment, Su Qianqian had put on a yellow shirt, but she was not as embarrassed as she was in the maid's clothes a few days ago.
Wei Wucan smiled, "Of course, I have inherited 90% of my mother's craftsmanship. My mother also said that what people who walk in the world are most afraid of is not that the sword has no eyes, but that the two sides draw their swords at each other. When I was hungry.”
"According to what you say." Xiao Chunqiu sneered, "If all the swordsmen and swordsmen in the world are afraid of starving, wouldn't everyone be carrying the same pot like you idiot?"
"Uh... That's right, it seems to make sense!" Wei Wucan scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Wei Wucan, when will this fish be ready? I'm already hungry." Su Qianqian felt a little depressed while waiting.
"It'll be ready soon!" Wei Wucan took out the last seasoning and sprinkled it on the fish. The aroma was so fragrant that it was as if the fish could be smelled from a hundred feet away.
Soon, the big fish was cooked by Wei Wucan, whose cooking skills were as good as any restaurant chef. Su Qianqian picked up the chopsticks on the side and started eating without any ceremony.
But Xiao Chunqiu was admiring the moon there. Wei Wucan looked at him and asked, "Xiao Chunqiu, why don't you eat?"
Xiao Chunqiu waved his hand, "I can't eat it."
Wei Wucan was stunned for a moment and said, "Why can't you eat?"
Xiao Chunqiu did not reply to Wei Wucan, he just rolled his eyes at him and turned away, too lazy to pay attention to him.
But at this time, Su Qianqian, who was eating deliciously beside him, suddenly took a moment to take a break and said, "Wei Wucan, you don't need to worry about him, he is a very strange person!"
When he heard the strange thing, Wei Wucan couldn't help but think of the days when Xiao Chunqiu stayed at his inn. This guy ordered a table full of delicious food but didn't eat it. He just sat there and drank. At that time, he felt strange, but At that time, he only focused on having a drink with this guy and didn't ask any questions.
Not only was Wei Wucan a little curious, he moved closer to Su Qianqian and asked in a low voice: "Miss Qianqian, do you also think this guy Xiao Chunqi is strange?"
Su Qianqian nodded, "Of course! He is actually..."
But before Su Qianqian finished speaking, she suddenly heard a voice, a lazy voice, as if it was saying in her mind, "If you don't want the idiot in front of you to think you are a fool, just say so."
Su Qianqian was startled and turned to look at Xiao Chunqiu, because the voice belonged to him.
"Don't look at it. Only you can hear what I say. By the way, you'd better tell me about how you borrowed corpses to bring back souls." Xiao Chunqiu used the art of channeling the mind.
Su Qianqian thought for a moment and decided to forget it, but when she turned around, she found Wei Wucan's bright and shining eyes looking at her curiously, with a posture of "I will never leave until you tell me one, two, three."
Seeing that Su Qianqian was silent, Wei Wucan waved his hand in front of her and asked, "Miss Qianqian, you haven't said what it actually is?"
