Han Shi took Wang Xuan all the way north, bypassing Mount Tai and entering the area of Jicheng.
The carriage gradually slowed down, and Wang Xuan kept his eyes closed to rest. When the carriage slowed down, Wang Xuan immediately noticed it, opened his eyes and asked, "Want to leave?"
Han Shi jumped off the carriage, nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Yi saved his life for two days. I saved your life, and I have repaid Lord Yi's kindness. It's time to go."
Wang Xuan frowned and said: "It would be a pity to leave now. Master Yi is at the right time to employ people, why don't you go and atone for your sins and move forward? With Master Yi's character, he will not be brooding about the past, let alone Qin Now that I'm with Master Yi, wouldn't it be better to reunite brothers?"
Han Shi lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, a figure was as fast as lightning, holding a big knife, and jumped down from the hillside. The big knife was aimed at Wang Xuan and struck down vertically.
"Be careful!" Han Shi grabbed Wang Xuan, threw him over his shoulder, pulled Wang Xuan away from the danger, put him down gently, and kicked the sword towards him with a clean movement.
Although Han Shi kicked on the back of the knife, unexpectedly someone came with the help of a manpower and gently lifted it, knocking Han Shi out.
"Dongfang Ming!" Wang Xuan looked at the person coming and was stunned: "How could you come out of prison... Something happened to Jicheng?"
Dongfang Ming smiled evilly, did not answer, and continued to chase the two of them with his sword. Seeing that something had changed, the bandits behind him stepped forward to help and started fighting with Dongfang Ming.
Han Shi stood up from the ground and pulled Wang Xuan to hide behind the carriage: "This man is so strong that my feet were numb from the shock."
"His name is Dongfang Ming. He is the second eldest son of the Dongfang family. The one we sent to Qucheng is the third eldest Dongfang Ding. Everyone in the Dongfang family is extremely powerful." Wang Xuan said with a frown. Dongfang Ming escaped and did not Knowing what was going on in Jinan now, Wang Xuan was extremely anxious.
"From the Dongfang family? No wonder he's so good at fighting. Let's leave quickly." After Han Shi said this, he took Wang Xuan and ran for his life.
Wang Xuan nodded and said: "Well, going is the best strategy. In order to kill Dongfang Ding in Jicheng, even General Wei died in the battle. This Dongfang Naruto is called a martial arts madman, and his strength is probably still above Dongfang Ding. We are afraid It’s not possible.”
Han Shi paused: "You said...who died?"
"General Wei Youming, you should know him." Wang Xuan replied.
Han Shi lowered his head and was silent for a moment. The veins on his neck gradually popped out. He turned around and rushed towards Dongfang Ming with an angry shout: "I really want to kill you!"
Dongfang Ming had just cut a bandit in half with his sword, and Han Shi rushed out of the blood mist and punched Dongfang Ming in the chest. Dongfang Ming puffed up his chest and stepped forward to receive the punch.
One step forward and one step back.
"It's interesting! Hahahahaha" Dongfang Ming swept his sword along Han Shi's shoulder with a very obvious intention to behead him.
Han Shi grabbed the handle of the knife, followed Dongfang Ming's strength to go around his back, aimed at the back of the heart and punched him again... Still nothing.
Dongfang Ming was a little irritable, and he picked up the long knife and started slashing randomly. Han Shi was even more furious, punching faster than the last, punching harder than the last, and punching to the flesh. Dongfang Ming took a few punches and had no choice but to reach out to block his face, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.
Han Shi didn't care about his chest or face. His fists fell on Dongfang Ming's body like raindrops, hitting him randomly just to vent his hatred.
"Bang" punched out, and happened to be pinched by Dongfang Ming. Han Shi was frightened and hurriedly pulled out his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get even half a point.
Dongfang Ming dragged Han Shi back two steps and stretched his feet to block him. Han Shi was dragged down by Dongfang Ming and pinned to the ground. The surrounding bandits wanted to step forward to rescue Han Shi, but Dongfang Ming, holding a knife with one hand, killed them in pieces, and no one could get close.
After briefly killing the bandits, Dongfang Ming did not hesitate. He slashed the long knife in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light, and slashed at the back of Han Shi's neck.
Han Shi kicked the unprepared Dongfang Ming away with a scorpion tail swing, swooped up and jumped on Dongfang Ming's back, raised his fist and started smashing him headlessly.
Although Han Shi felt guilty about Yi Xiaodao, it was Wei Youming who felt more guilty. In the military camp, in order to save Qin Tiantian, he recruited bandits wantonly. Although Wei Youming knew about it, he did not stop him. Even if I was planning food and supplies by candlelight until midnight, I didn't even mention the word "no" in front of him. Han Shi felt very sorry every time he saw the light in the handsome tent.
Now that he was caught off guard by the news of Wei Youming's death, Han Shi was so angry that he became dizzy. Regardless of whether this person was from the Dongfang family or the Western family, he had only one thought: let him die!
In a short time, Dongfang Ming had been punched more than a dozen times on the back of his head. He was a little annoyed. He bent over and lifted Han Shi down, then slashed at Han Shi with a single slash.
Han Shi dodged very quickly, but a long gash was opened in his torn cotton-padded jacket, and the cotton wool inside flew all over the floor, blending in with the white snow on the ground.
"Your mother!" Han Shi grabbed a handful of snow, mixed it with cotton wool and threw it towards Dongfang Ming. He quickly got up and ran into Dongfang Ming's arms, pushing Dongfang Ming back again and again.
Due to the slippery ground on the snow and Han Shi's desperate fighting style, Dongfang Ming was unable to do anything to Han Shi and was pushed back dozens of steps away.
Dongfang Ming was also angry. Except for his fourth brother Dongfang Shi, no one could beat him in wrestling. The more Dongfang Ming thought about it, the angrier he became, but at this moment there was really nothing he could do, so he simply stopped fighting, grabbed the long knife and stabbed Han Shi in the back.
"Be careful!" Wang Xuan warned, but Han Shi was stuck in Dongfang Ming's arms and couldn't see the movements of Dongfang Ming's hands. He didn't know what to be careful about, so he simply ignored Dongfang Ming and just pushed against Dongfang Ming desperately.
The sharp knife stood on Han Shi's back and stabbed down suddenly.
"open!"
Qin went to Qian and rushed over with his gun. He charged up his gun and struck it across the blade of the long sword, knocking the sword away and saving Han Shi's life.
After Dongfang Ming retreated more than ten steps, there happened to be a boulder behind him. Dongfang Ming stepped on the boulder and stopped. He raised his elbow and hit Han Shi on the back.
"Poof!" An elbow hit Han Shi's back firmly. Han Shi immediately vomited a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that the blow had injured his internal organs.
Dongfang Ming grinned and raised his hand to hammer down again. Qin Changqian grabbed Han Shi and dragged Han Shi back to avoid this blow.
"Don't die!" Qin Changqian shouted to Han Shi.
When Han Shi raised his head and saw Qin Changqian, he regained his senses a little: "Have you... two days... why are you here?"
Dongfang Ming didn't give the two of them time to reminisce. He kicked hard on the boulder with one leg and rushed towards the two of them with his big knife.
Qin Changqian pushed Han Shi aside, raised his gun to meet him, and started fighting with Dongfang Ming.
Han Shi covered his chest and wanted to step forward to help, but Wang Xuan came over with a knife in both hands: "A sharpening knife will keep you from chopping wood."
Han Shi took the knife, took two deep breaths, raised the knife and stepped forward to help. The three of them fought together. Although Dongfang Ming was extremely brave, Han Shi and Qin Changqian cooperated tacitly, and Dongfang Ming could not take advantage for a while, and the two sides fought back and forth.
Qin Qianqian never fought against Dongfang Ming. He only fought against Dongfang Ding for a few rounds. He also knew that the Dongfang family members were all very powerful, so he did not confront him head-on. He stabbed, picked, stabbed, and stabbed him with a long spear. Instead of competing against each other for strength.
A small gun head stabbed Dongfang Ming's throat and shoulder from time to time, making Dongfang Ming extremely irritable. In addition, there was Han Shi dancing with a sword next to him, which made Dongfang Ming even more angry.
Dongfang Ming used his sword to deflect Qin Qianqian's spear, and just as he was about to chop it down, Han Shi swept across the owl's head with his sword in time, forcing Dongfang Ming to defend himself.
Qin Changqian was holding a long spear. The head of the spear had just been kicked away. He followed the head of the spear, turned it around and stabbed Dongfang Ming in the chest. Dongfang Ming dodged his chest and was stabbed in the shoulder by the gun, bringing up a string of blood beads.
"Ahhhhh!" The wound on his shoulder aroused the crazy blood in Dongfang Ming's bones, and he simply stopped caring about Qin Qianqian's spear, picked up a knife, and slashed at Han Shi.
Han Shi held the handle of the knife with one hand and the back of the knife with the other, raising the knife in his hand above his head, preparing to resist the knife. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge. The elbow he just received from Dongfang Ming almost moved his internal organs. It was not easy to hold on until now. At this time, if you try to dodge, you may not be able to avoid it. It's better to resist on the spot, maybe you can withstand it.
Dongfang Ming's sword struck down. Han Shi raised his hands, and the sword in his hand was split into two halves. Dongfang Ming's sword fell unabated.
"It's over." Han Shi's heart sank.
Qin Changqian held the gun with both hands and stabbed Dongfang Ming in the chest.
"Poof!" Dongfang Ming was stabbed through, and his body was stagnant. The resistance of this shot caused the sword to fall on Han Shi's head. Han Shi rolled on the spot, rolled to the side, touched the top of his head, blood flowed down his cheek, and his scalp was cut open.
"I love your mother!" Han Shi rolled back on the spot and stabbed Dongfang Ming's waist with the broken knife.
Dongfang Ming became violent, grabbing the shaft of the spear with one hand, and raising a knife with the other hand to cut the spear in half. The power of the knife did not decrease, and he raised it diagonally upward. Han Shi decisively abandoned the knife, but he was a step too late, and the big knife completely cut off Han Shi's right arm.
"Cousin!" Qin Changqian flew up and kicked twice, one on Dongfang Ming's chest and the other on the broken gun. Dongfang Ming couldn't help it and was kicked out and hit a big rock. After Qin Wangqian landed on the ground, he flew up again and kicked up the broken knife blade on the ground. The broken knife quickly flew towards Dongfang Ming's throat.
Dongfang Ming's throat was blocked by a knife. After struggling a few times, he found that the broken gun on his chest had penetrated his chest and was inserted into the boulder behind him.
"Awesome..." Dongfang Ming faintly uttered two words, tilted his head and died.
Qin Changqian and Wang Xuan supported Han Shi: "Cousin, hold on, I will take you back to Jicheng right now. Master Yi will definitely find the best doctor to save you!"
Wang Xuan knew some simple medical skills and quickly started to help Wang Xuan stop the bleeding.
Han Shi closed his eyes slightly: "Two days, you won't... blame me, right? Last time, I gave Mr. Yi... a big blow... Did Mr. Yi get angry at you... It's all my fault that my cousin is useless, using this kind of thing Only a way can save you..."
"Cousin, stop talking and come on, let's leave now!" Qin Changqian helped Han Shi up.
Han Shi shook his head and lay back on the ground: "I see my aunt, say hello to me..." After saying this, Han Shi slowly closed his eyes.
"Cousin, you..." Qin Changqian buried his head on Han Shi and burst into tears.
"Oh, oh, oh, it's pressing on me, it's pressing on me, it hurts!" Han Shi yelled.
Qin Changqian was surprised: "Cousin, are you not dead?"
"I'm tired. I just wanted to take a nap, and then he bumped into my wound... oh, it hurts me to death." Han Shi said, rubbing his chest.
"Then you just said you wanted me to say hello on your behalf..." Qin Changqian was dumbfounded.
Han Shi glared at him: "Why can't I take care of you for a year and a half? I don't have time to come to the house and ask Xun to say hello. What's going on?"
"Hahahaha, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Qin Changqian smiled and helped Han Shi up. Wang Xuan had already packed the carriage, and Han Shi was lifted out of the carriage.
"Cousin, did you just think that I was dead and cry so sadly?" Han Shi raised his head and asked.
Qin Changqian didn't answer, but pushed him into the carriage. When Wang Xuan also got on the carriage, he drove the horse himself and shouted to the bandit brothers whom his cousin had known to follow him, and everyone headed for Jicheng.
On the road, Qin Changqian drove the car quietly, looking for the bumpy places, which made Han Zhi scream in the car.
Qin Changqian smiled secretly.
