The smell of dust is warm and a bit dull. Fu Yunge raised his extremely heavy eyelids, glanced at the still unconscious senior Lang Chenyan, and nodded unconsciously.
Tumi on the other side looked sleepier than him. After last night, Fu Yunge and Lang Chenyan tried their best, but there was really no other way. She had to run around by herself and help the dying Lang Chenyan detoxify, so that she could successfully leave Lanyung Pavilion and continue to Zhao Zuiming. The state advances.
Tumi felt that her body had no strength at all, and now she just wanted to lie down on a soft place and sleep. But even the seat cushions on this carriage were hard, and Lang Chenyan's rough clothes were leaning against her side, which made her itchy.
After the battle, both Fu Yunge and Lang Chenyan were exhausted and their recovery was very slow. The external injuries may be okay, but the current depletion of internal energy has brought them great inconvenience.
Fu Yunge's eyes were half closed, and he was holding a porcelain bottle with a hemp rope tied around the mouth. The rich medicinal smell inside swam into his nasal cavity through the cork, which was quite unpleasant.
This is the medicinal tea Tumi said she made herself, which can help them recover from their injuries. But this kind of herbal tea mixed with rancid and rancid smell is really hard to swallow.
Occasionally he glanced at Tumi and could see her leaning on the car board with a gloomy expression, as if she could drip a few drops of bitter water.
The stuffy air filled the air, and her cheeks were a little red. As if for convenience, she tied up her hair at the back, exposing her delicate and flawless neck.
As he watched, Tumi peeked towards him. Their eyes accidentally touched, and then they quickly moved away.
Fu Yunge has a muddy mind and is extremely lazy. He wanted to continue doing nothing like this, but when the carriage arrived, they would have to continue running and toiling.
Since leaving Lanyunge, they had heard rumors that some Taoist priests had been seen here recently. Although it was unclear what was going on, the people from Luyanguan gathered nearby, so there must be something they were concerned about.
The swaying and bumpy road seemed to be shaking his frame apart. Fu Yunge slowly leaned back and sighed.
Tumi looked at him with clear eyes, thinking of nothing. She was looking at Fu Yunge's side ears. The lines made his cheekbones look strong and beautiful.
The long road winds around the mountains, with traces of Mao Liang. The setting sun shines freely through the gaps between the mountains and trees, and the messy spots on the ground look like broken gold.
However, just before this feeling dissipated, when their carriage drove past the side of a steep mountain, a sudden change came from the direction of the top of the mountain.
Caught off guard, the groom's reins trembled, the horse was frightened, and its mane rose.
The three people in the car felt their bodies violently shaking back and forth like an earthquake. Their eyes were in chaos and they were almost thrown out from the front curtain. Fortunately, the groom was very skilled. He pulled the reins to control the out-of-control horse and shouted loudly before it became tame again.
Fu Yunge made a quick decision, steadied his body, opened the curtain and reached out.
The first thing he thought of was Jiuche Xiaoying, and the second was the bandit. No matter what kind of power they have, it is inconvenient to deal with it, and a comprehensive solution must be found as soon as possible.
However, when he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.
He guessed correctly, it was the first situation. But this scene was different from what he thought.
I saw the dead bodies of several strong men lying in the middle of the road in front of me. They all had wounds of varying depths, but they were all fatal.
Fu Yunge touched his chin in surprise. He really needs to think calmly.
But before he could think about the result, another corpse fell from the sky and fell squarely in front of them.
Although the groom had subdued the horse, he had never seen such a scene before. Suddenly his legs became weak, and he trembled and wanted to run back.
Fu Yunge quickly held his shoulders and asked him to calm down.
Tumi was hit on the head several times and was still aching. She covered her head with one hand and couldn't help but curiously came out to take a look.
Seeing Fu Yunge looking up the cliff, she also tilted her neck to look.
And when they saw the situation on the cliff, they understood what happened in front of them.
Floating in the air, there was always the sound of fighting coming from above. It's just that they were all shocked by the sight in front of them and ignored it for a while.
Above their heads, there was an extremely narrow mountain road between the steep cliffs. On the sloping terrain, there were actually thirty or forty people fighting and fighting. What occasionally fell were the corpses that fell from there.
After confirming the situation, Fu Yunge squinted his eyes, covered the dazzling light with his hands, and carefully identified the past.
But unexpectedly, he discovered an extremely familiar figure!
"It's an old friend of mine, Mr. Gongsun Tan." After confirmation, he turned his face and said to Tumi and the groom.
Although the two of them didn't know what was going on, since they were acquaintances of Fu Yunge, they felt more at ease. The groom was afraid that they were some bandits. If he caught up with those guys, all his work for the day would be in vain.
After Fu Yunge finished speaking, he was still watching the battle above with all his concentration.
It can be seen that under the command of Gongsun Tan, the few Jiuche Xiaoying soldiers left were even more desperate. With overwhelming momentum, there is no suspense in this battle.
Tumi didn't like to see people being beaten and killed, especially if it was so bloody. She shrank back and sat back down holding on to the car board with both hands.
