When Fan Yao appears.
Facing Xie Luohe's fully drawn long bow, he smiled slightly, slowly took out a short jade whistle from his arms, and blew it in his mouth.
"call out--"
A sharp whistle pierced the sky.
Boom boom boom boom——
"Martial fortune is prosperous, brave and fearless!"
"Martial fortune is prosperous, brave and fearless!"
"Martial fortune is prosperous, brave and fearless!"
There were loud and clear bugles from all directions, and the expressions of everyone present changed.
The vibrations of the horses' hooves converged into one place, like the running of wild beasts, like thunder rolling against the ground.
Bai Xiaosheng's footsteps moved.
Zheng Xiu moved faster than Bai Xiaosheng. The Luohe pen reached out like lightning, and the forked hair touched Bai Xiaosheng's neck.
Bai Xiaosheng didn't dare to move.
Zheng Xiu squinted his eyes and looked at Fan Yao walking out of the forest.
Fan Yao dropped the short jade whistle at his feet and looked at Zheng Xiu with a smile.
After Fan Yao appeared, the atmosphere that had been cheerful just now suddenly became as solemn as steel.
Crash--
An arrow shot through the rock wall of the Xieluo River caused the water to flow out and fill the dry river bed.
The water rushed to everyone's feet and wet everyone's boots.
There was a brief confusion among the bandits at first, but Xie Luohe was still smiling, like a Valkyrie, she drew her long bow and aimed at Fan Yao in the distance. Such a posture, such calmness, reminded the panicked bandits of the power and invincibility of the Xieluo River. They quickly calmed down, pulled out the knife from their waists, stepped on the rapids, and slowly moved closer to the Xieluo River.
The two sides confront each other.
The arrow from the Shelo River was not shot.
Zheng Xiu's Luohe pen was still touching Bai Xiaosheng's neck steadily.
Bai Xiaosheng smiled dryly and raised his hands to show that he would not act rashly.
There were many figures in the forest, and soon fluttering flags appeared, swaying in the wind.
It is the flag of the Shenwu Army.
Zheng Xiu's breath froze, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Bai Xiaosheng: "Fat Jiang, you don't want to explain?"
"I..."
Zheng Xiu's other hand was bitten and stained with blood. The air shook and fell on the tip of the pen.
The tip of the pen suddenly bloomed with a red light as delicate as a flower.
"I only listen to the truth."
Bai Xiaosheng was silent for a moment, then his expression dropped, his back bent, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant: "I have a son."
Zheng Xiu laughed dumbly: "Caught?"
Bai Xiaosheng nodded.
"It's not like you."
Bai Xiaosheng smiled bitterly and said: "The connections that I am proud of are not worth mentioning in front of the secret factory. That person is now so powerful that he can cover the sky with one hand. There is nothing I can do."
"It doesn't matter." Xie Luohe listened to the conversation between the two and smiled: "It doesn't matter who comes."
Zheng Xiuluohe lowered his pen little by little and let go of Bai Xiaosheng.
If he hadn't witnessed with his own eyes the magic of Gongsun's "brush strokes becoming reality", he might have relied on his rich experience to achieve a first-class performance. But since Zheng Xiu showed the magic of his "magic pen", Bai Xiaosheng didn't dare to make any mistakes.
This guy seemed to be extremely weak, but he could cut off Cheng Xiao's sword with one slap. He was a terrifying figure who tied Xie Yunliu, the second head of Yunhe Village, into the shape of a tortoise.
As the saying goes, the head can be severed and the blood can bleed, but to be tied up like this by Gongsun Mo... Bai Xiaosheng would not even want to be beaten to death.
This is the last stubbornness of a fat man in the world.
Cheng Xiao said nothing, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the handle with his right hand, his sharp eyes like a fierce lone wolf trapped in a cage.
Fan Yao listened to the conversation between several people.
He said softly: "Don't worry too much. The deal between this governor and Bai Xiaosheng is just to ask him not to say more than he should. That's all."
As he said that, Fan Yao clapped his hands.
The military flag was waving, and several sergeants wearing armor escorted a prisoner wearing tattered prison uniforms and disheveled hair out.
The prisoners' clothes were in tatters, with rips that looked like they were left after being whipped, and there were dried blood on the edges of the rips. The prisoners' hands and feet were heavily shackled. When they were led out of the forest, the shackles were dragged around, making a dull sound.
The fingers of his hands were bloody, the flesh and blood were blurred, the nails were gone, and the toes were the same. He raised his head, and his left ear was wrapped with bloody gauze. When he raised his head, a pair of eyes full of hatred were revealed under his disheveled hair.
"Dugu Xiang!"
Although the prisoners suffered all kinds of inhuman treatment, they have long lost the high spirits they had in Hidden Sword Villa. But Zheng Xiu still recognized at a glance that this disheveled prisoner was the former owner of Hidden Sword Villa, Dugu Xiang, known as the "No. 1 Sword in the World".
The Hidden Sword Villa was destroyed by a fire overnight, and Dugu Xiang also fell into this state. It is a pity that fate has played a trick on people.
When Dugu Xiang appeared, Zheng Xiu also understood the meaning of Fan Rumor.
He meant that Fan Yao did not need to bribe or coerce Bai Xiaosheng to reveal the address of Nie Gong's treasure house. When they parted at Hidden Sword Villa a month ago, Fan Yao even took the initiative to reveal to Zheng Xiu how to leave this ghost, without asking in exchange for the location of Duke Nie's treasure house.
The reason why Fan Yao came here seems to have been obtained through severe torture and interrogation of Dugu Xiang.
"Understood?"
Fan Yao smiled, took out a knife and picked his nails, and casually made a "waving" gesture.
The sergeant on the side received the order, and with a flash of the sword, Dugu Xiang's head flew high and fell heavily. His frozen expression was full of shock, and he refused to close his eyes.
Fan Yao ordered someone to kill Dugu Xiang, the former "best swordsman in the world" with just a few moves. This cold-blooded ruthlessness, whether intentional or unintentional, made everyone present feel numb in their scalps and subconsciously clenched their weapons, palms of their hands. It was full of sweat.
"They couldn't understand what I was saying or what I was doing. They could only say that I was ruthless and ruthless." Fan Yao looked at the calm Zheng Xiu with a smile, and there was a hidden meaning in his eyes: "Do you understand?"
Zheng Xiu looked at Fan Yao and didn't answer.
aside.
Ever since Fan Yao appeared, one person in Zheng Xiu's group had a strange reaction from beginning to end.
He hasn't said a word since Fan Yao appeared.
He only did one thing.
He kept touching his face, circling his bald head, and widening his eyes, he kept looking at Fan Yao's beautiful face that was both strong and soft, and both male and female.
"You, you, you, who the hell are you?"
Xie Yunliu stared at Fan Yao dumbfounded.
How the hell could he look exactly like me?
If I hadn't had my head shaved, I couldn't tell the difference now when we stand together.
For a moment, Xie Yunliu sincerely thanked the "dog thief" who shaved off his hair in the middle of the night while he was drunk.
"Ah!"
Zheng Xiu sneezed.
Itchy nose.
Fan Yao looked at Xie Yunliu and said, "You don't need to know."
He was not as surprised as Xie Yunliu.
It seemed that he had already known about Xie Yunliu's existence.
He already knew that there was a man named "Xie Yunliu" in the world who looked exactly like him and looked like his younger brother.
No, to be precise, Fan Yao already knew that Xie Yunliu was his "inner demon"!
It's his Fan Yao's...sub-personality!
"You should not be born, let alone exist, and should not be alive."
Fan Yao ignored Xie Yunliu, turned his eyes, and stretched out his hand towards Zheng Xiu.
"You are 'different' from them. Do you want to leave here with me?"
Fan Yao smiled and extended an olive branch to Zheng Xiu.
In fact, Fan Yao and Zheng Xiu did not have a deep friendship.
Fan Yao didn't even know Gongsun Mo's true identity in the world outside the painting.
The only person who could barely be called a "friendship" was Zheng Xiu, who met "Chu Susu" who also belonged to the incomplete building outside. Hearing Chu Susu's name awakened Fan Yao's memory after forty years.
Moreover, Fan Yao has been alone in this world for forty years, living like a human being and not like a ghost.
When he met Zheng Xiu, he suddenly felt like "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".
Zheng Xiu also comes from the outside world, and they have the same experience.
Although the two of them could not be called friends, Fan Yao didn't know why, but he felt that this person was quite close to him when they first met. He believed that he and Zheng Xiu had no grievances and had met in a foreign land, so he had no reason to kill Zheng Xiu. It would be better to do a good deed every day, go outside and have one more friend after leaving this damn cannibal painting.
Zheng Xiu was silent for a while.
Xie Luohe, who had his long bow fully drawn, frowned and turned to look at Zheng Xiu, with complicated meaning in his eyes.
She maintained this posture for a long time without feeling tired, which showed how strong Xie Luohe's arms were.
Xie Luohe learned everything through "Fengbei's dream".
She knew that according to common sense, Zheng Xiu and Fan Yao were actually on the "same side".
She, Xie Luohe, is the "outsider".
Even if Zheng Xiu chooses to stand with Fan Yao at this moment, Xie Luohe will not be surprised at all.
"I'm very curious." After Zheng Xiu fell silent, he asked, "You don't even know what 'returning to ordinary people' is, so why can't you leave together?"
Fan Yao shook his head: "No need."
His hand was still stretched out towards Zheng Xiu, and his feminine features were smiling, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, his smile was pleasant.
"A nice sentence is unnecessary."
Zheng Xiu's eyes fell on Xie Yunliu, who was so angry at Fan Yao's words: "I'm sorry. We have different ways and we don't want to work together."
Fan Yao took a deep look at Zheng Xiu, then looked at Xie Yunliu, suddenly enlightened, and sighed: "So you know my inner demon... it's ridiculous."
Fan Yao took out a token with the word "武" engraved on it and a tiger carved on the surface, and displayed it in front of all the sergeants.
"Life is just a big empty dream."
Fan Yao held the token high and slowly closed his eyes.
"Dream, it's time to wake up."
Fan Yao opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he spat out every word.
"kill."
The Shenwu army formed a formation.
Hundreds of Shenwu soldiers were shining brightly in armor. It’s already considered a “big army” here.
The moment Fan Yao issued the military order, the sergeants of the Shenwu Army marched in unison, their swords unsheathed, and they were about to charge.
No matter how united the bandits of Yunhe Village are, they are nothing more than a rabble facing a well-equipped army. Even though the number of people is similar, there is almost no suspense about the next result.
Zheng Xiu made a choice.
Xie Luohe smiled brightly and was visibly happy.
Xieluohe's tightened bowstring loosened, and traces of black lines, like the enchanting roots of a black rose, gradually covered Xieluohe's body somewhere on his body, invading his whole body.
The long arrow carried the fierce wind and shot towards Fan Yao.
Fan Yao used his military order to block the arrow without hesitation, but the arrow seemed to be alive. It turned back in the air, broke into the military formation, easily shot through the armor of the Shenwu Army, and penetrated several Shenwu Army soldiers in a row. head.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Several sounds of heads being shot were almost connected together. When several sergeants fell down, the Shenwu Army did not panic at all, let alone because of Xie Luohe's bizarre archery skills.
Soon, no one paid attention to the dead sergeants. Under Fan Yao's command, the sergeants shouted the bugle and rushed down the hillside with murderous intent.
An arrow was placed on the bowstring of Xieluohe again. "This time, don't stop me again."
Xie Luohe said this to Zheng Xiu.
"Brother, borrow a knife."
Zheng Xiu reluctantly borrowed a knife from a nervous bandit next to him and cut his wrist. He said in pain: "Although it may be fake, there will be 'heavy bleeding' this time."
Xie Luohe smiled: "I told you not to practice."
"The doorway, once you enter, you can't look back."
"snort."
"Promise me." Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe's beautiful face and said solemnly: "Don't mess around."
"It's okay." Xie Luohe, with her back to Zheng Xiu, the word "Ding Wei" flashed across her right eye.
"This is the last time."
…
"Mom!"
The collective charge of the Shenwu Army was like a ferocious monster.
The murderous aura that has been tempered on the battlefield and tempered in real combat is not something that ordinary bandits can bear.
When they met, some of the bandits from Yunhe Village dropped their weapons and ran away crying.
"Trash! Give it to me!"
Xie Yunliu's eyes were about to burst, and he and Chu Chengfeng fiercely charged into the enemy's army.
He aspired to the world, and had already regarded the imperial court's "Shenwu Army" as an imaginary enemy. His heart was filled with rebellion, and he suddenly rushed out.
The scene was very chaotic for a while. The water level in the riverbed was getting higher and higher. The Shenwu Army stepped into the water wearing armor, but it became a bit clumsy. It was incomparable with the movements of riding horses to kill enemies on the battlefield.
The outcome of the encounter between the rabble and the regular army was determined, and the bandits dispersed.
Xie Yunliu's eyes were filled with tears. He thought it was a hard fight at first, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a one-sided battle.
"Second boss! The idea is tough!"
In the melee, Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan combined their swords, and the sword light filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, they forced dozens of Shenwu soldiers surrounding them to retreat several steps, and some even fell into the water and danced wildly.
Bai Xiaosheng, who was shrinking from behind, accidentally saw this scene and shouted out loud: "Could this be the long-lost skill of the world, the 'Adulterer and Adulterer Sword'!"
Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan were in the middle of fighting. When they heard this, they stumbled at the same time. Their two feet that were performing Qinggong hit each other and almost fell from the air.
"Fuck you, Fatty Jiang! This is Lang Qingconcubine's sword!"
The small riverbed battlefield was already in chaos.
After Zheng Xiu cut his pulse, the red blood flowed downwards as if for free.
Luo He's pen shook, and after catching the flow of blood in mid-air, the blood spring seemed to come alive, wrapping around Zheng Xiu.
"coming!"
Zheng Xiu let out a long roar, laughed, and used the Luohe pen to shake out a piece of blood and splash it high into the sky.
In an instant, Zheng Xiu's face turned pale and he lost too much blood.
Bloody light exploded in mid-air and scattered into the distance.
Everyone raised their heads in shock, and the movements of both fighting parties stopped for a moment, staring at this "weird" scene in stunned silence.
The bloody light fell to the ground, and everyone within hundreds of meters was trapped in a "circle".
"Draw the ground as a prison..."
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, holding the blood in his hand and letting it drip to his feet.
On the circular blood stains, bunches of blood light suddenly turned into sharp long strips and swept high into the sky, instantly trapping everyone in them. The blood light converged at the highest point. From the outside, it looked like it was made of Zheng Xiu’s blood. The space is like a huge cage.
"…birdcage."
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