"Save people!" Zhang Jiutian yelled from the outside. He was worthy of being one of the few figures on Wudang Mountain. He was as fast as lightning and could not cover his ears with lightning speed. Before his words could reach the ground, an afterimage was blown up and he was already approaching Han You. fish body.
Hearing the voice from the other side, my sister's eyes tightened and she lost her voice: "Third watch." Her tone was full of worry.
But just as her sister opened her mouth, Ye San Geng had already shot out like an arrow from the bowstring. The speed was so fast that the distance between three and four feet passed by in the blink of an eye. She and Zhang Jiutian arrived in front of the two people who were locked in the field almost at the same time.
As soon as Zhang Jiutian moved over there, Zhang Jiuqing followed closely behind. They were both masters of the Celestial Realm and a couple of Taoists. They had the same tacit understanding as one person. Zhang Jiuqing seemed to be close to Zhang Jiutian's shadow and came closer.
Zhang Jiutian reached out and grabbed the frightened Han Youyu by the collar, and pulled him back into his arms. At the same time, he kicked the Xuanhua ax upward in an attempt to change its attack direction.
After all, they are also a large sect, with righteous thoughts deeply ingrained in their bones, and they are most reluctant to resort to petty tactics. In the final analysis, the reason for this is not Han Youyu. Zhang Jiutian cannot attack Bo Jinhou because of his own status.
Therefore, just try to stop rather than hurt people.
Zhang Jiutian just wanted to save people and didn't want to get involved too much. This pull and kick was just to get Han Youyu out of danger. How could Ye Sangeng not see it, and how could he let him get his wish?
Seeing that he can help Bo Jinhou get his revenge, if Han Youyu is rescued, Bo Jinhou, who is deeply obsessed with it, may lose his vitality or go crazy. The contacts in these few days How could Ye Sangen have the heart to let him end up like this? At that moment, he used the momentum of his forward thrust to push Bo Jinhou's back, and without hesitation with his feet, he moved to surround Wei and save Zhao. He kicked the giant Xuanhua ax across Han Youyu and forced him to face Zhang Jiutian behind him, with even greater force. .
Bao Jinhou was pushed hastily by Ye Sanjing. His feet were unsteady and he stumbled forward. He saw the giant ax in his hand striking the Taoist priest, and he panicked and tried to pull back his strength.
Zhang Jiutian has been immersed in martial arts for a long time, and these younger generations together may not be able to match him. Just by looking at him, you can tell that his strength is not as good as before. I couldn't help but be impressed by this young man, but no matter how much I admired him, I couldn't let him go. After all, saving this useless disciple was the most important thing at the moment.
Having made a plan in his mind, Zhang Jiutian ignored the late-night attack and added a little more strength to his hand to drag Han Youyu back half an inch.
At this time, Zhang Jiuqing had already arrived. He flicked the duster in his hand towards the door in front of the third watch of the night. He rushed forward as if he was going to inflict 1,000 losses on the enemy and 800 losses on himself, imitating the attempt of the third watch of the night to recruit Wei and save Zhao. Disrupt him.
After all, Zhang Jiutian and Zhang Jiuqing were practicing dual martial arts. The two of them cooperated as well as one person. The clear division of labor in rescuing and blocking people caught Ye San even more off guard. Fortunately, Ye San Geng is also a master of middle school. He kicked instead of kicking directly in Han Youyu's lower abdomen, and just avoided the fly whisk. Without stopping, he pushed and pulled with his hand, and used his strength to pull Bo Jinhou's body back, and he He also used his pedaling force to pull Bo Jinhou back, causing Zhang Jiuqing to miss with one blow.
It was late and then it was fast. The three people's series of movements were just a few breaths, and they were separated in a blink of an eye. Looking at the giant ax in Bo Jinhou's hand at this time, it seemed that he deliberately pushed it out. Although he was struck by Zhang Jiutian, The Xuanhua ax was kicked outwards, but the heavy weight of the ax caused Bo Jinhou to throw the ax handle away from him and hit Han Youyu with the ax blade as its center.
Poor Han Youyu underestimated the enemy for a moment and was restrained every step of the way. He was finally rescued and even received a kick. Finally, for some reason, he was hit by a huge ax that didn't know how big it was. It hit him in the chest, and his internal organs suddenly felt like It was like an explosion, and a pot of porridge was mixed in the chest. I couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of plasma.
Zhang Jiutian kept moving and threw Han Youyu towards Han Kunpeng, saying urgently: "Let's go!"
Han Kunpeng was so angry that he caught his brother's 100-pound body with both feet, turned around and ran away without hesitation. Zhang Jiutian and Zhang Jiuqing followed closely behind and both ran out of the small courtyard.
In the middle of the night, he stabilized his retreat with Bo Jinhou. He wanted to chase but was worried about his sister. Just after hesitation, he saw that Bo Jinhou had broken free from his restraints and strode straight out. It was obvious that he had fallen into obsession and entered. My own inner demons.
In the middle of the night, she looked helplessly at her sister. This seemed to be a habit she had developed since she was a child, and she would rely on it subconsciously. But before she spoke, she couldn't see but could hear the thumping steps forward, which were really powerful. She already guessed the current situation and said hurriedly: "Follow and have a look, don't let him suffer."
In the middle of the night, he turned around to chase after Bo Jinhou, but as soon as he raised his feet, he saw that Bo Jinhou had collapsed at the door.
"What's wrong?" Hearing the muffled "bang" sound, my sister, who has excellent hearing, frowned and asked.
In the middle of the night, several people came to Bao Jinhou, checked his pulse first, then rolled his eyelids and said: "The rapid fire attacks the heart, and the qi and blood block the veins."
As he spoke, Bao Jinhou straightened his body in the middle of the night, tapped a few acupuncture points on the left and right sides of his hands, and pushed the palace back and forth across the acupoints. Bo Jinhou, who was lying on his back, vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out completely.
When I looked up again in the middle of the night, Zhang Jiutian and the others had long disappeared.
"How is he?" asked my sister.
In the middle of the night, he bent down to pick up Bao Jinhou and put him on the bench in the room. "It's okay. The blood in the body will be vomited out. It will be fine when you wake up."
"Where's Han Youyu?" My sister also followed him into the house.
"It's not easy to save my life."
The elder sister said no more, and sat down again with the support of her younger brother. She let out a long breath for no reason, waved her hand casually, and held her forehead, not knowing what to think.
Ye Sangeng, who knew his sister's temper, didn't say much. Knowing that she was having trouble calming down, he went to Bo Jinhou and pushed the blood through the palace.
The obsession was still too deep and too stubborn. In his coma, Bo Jinhou was still filled with bitterness and hatred. His brows were knitted together and he kept mumbling.
"It was too hasty after all."
My sister's unreasonable words made Ye San regain his consciousness even more. He stopped his movements and turned to his sister, "Actually, it doesn't count. It was considered a win originally. It's my fault. I didn't expect Zhang Jiutian to take action."
My sister sneered, "You are from a well-known family." Her tone was full of contempt, and Fu Er sighed softly, "I have pity on this child."
Ye Sangen hesitated to speak, and just like her sister just did, she just sighed but didn't say anything at all.
Bo Jinhou's face slowly returned to normal, he was no longer as embarrassed as before, and his breathing became more stable. It seems that the midnight technique worked. The elder sister heard this change and also heard her brother's unreasonable sigh. As smart as her delicate heart, she naturally understood, but she didn't want to tell her brother her reasoning.
Ever since she was a child, she had been extremely reluctant to let her brother be too constrained by the ideas she gave him.
At the moment, Bo Jinhou was the most relaxed, snoring slightly.
The two siblings were so secretly worried that they fell silent for a while.
"sister…"
"Third update..."
After all, they were siblings. After a period of continuous silence, they spoke at the same time and then stopped one after another.
Ye San didn't know what her sister wanted to say, but she could guess it. On the contrary, her sister had already guessed her brother's little thoughts. She smiled and said, "Listen to me. If you have other thoughts after listening to me, You say it again."
The younger brother was naturally noncommittal and had no words.
"He's only sixteen or seventeen, right?" she asked at the beginning. She didn't need to wait for her brother's reply, and continued, "Do you really want to take him with you? Have you never thought about what will happen next?"
The successive questions really got into the heart of the late night watcher. Coincidentally, this was exactly what he was thinking, but it turned into a question in his sister's mouth.
"He's only sixteen or seventeen." Ye Sangen answered in an incomprehensible way, as if he was playing a riddle.
The hand holding her forehead was finally put down, and my sister chuckled, "There are so many passers-by in life, why bother with thousands of knots?"
In the middle of the night, he also grinned in agreement. It was very ugly. He stopped talking again, and who else could see it? But there was something in his heart. After he endured it for a long time, he added it and spit it out.
"Don't dwell on the present, and don't worry too much about the future. Have you forgotten everything about your family?"
My sister's unreasonable words were like an enlightenment, which made me stunned for a moment in the middle of the night, and my breathing became a little heavier.
The elder sister naturally understands the difficult thoughts of her younger brother, but she also understands that she can help him solve them with just a few words.
Just like the stubbornness in childhood, if there is a knot in your heart, you still need someone to resolve it.
Therefore, the room fell into silence again.
"What time is it?" It seemed that the second thought had not been forgotten, and my sister broke the silence.
The third night of the night was startled, and he replied: "The ninth day of the lunar month."
My sister said "Oh" and said, "Tiangong Gong, An Taisui." Then she muttered, "I want to leave."
Ye Sangen was stunned again, and nodded happily, "Okay."
"Didn't you ask me where to go?" said my sister, "I've thought about it, let's go to Xiangfan. The emperor of the previous dynasty surrendered, but General Yuan Chenghuan still tried his best to defend Xiangfan City for six years. , but it made things difficult for the late Emperor Tian Wen. I have admired such a god for a long time, and it would be best to take me to pay my respects to that big city that blocked my way to a hundred thousand soldiers."
In the middle of the night, something stirred in my heart, and I looked at my sister who seemed like she had nothing to do. I didn't know what she was thinking. Without saying a word, she went to the back room to pack her things.
In fact, there weren't many things to pack. The two of them didn't have many changes of clothes combined. A small package was tied behind the back of the night watch. On the other hand, the items wrapped in rags that my sister never left her hands were probably more valuable than anything else.
Before leaving at midnight, he looked at Bo Jinhou on the bench. After hesitating for a moment, he found a piece of paper and wrote a few words as instructions before leaving. He also left some silver coins, then took his sister's hand and went out to the main road. Head west out of the city.
"What did you just do?" She tugged at the hem of her brother's clothes, and she was also a little curious about her sister who stayed for a while in the middle of the night before going out.
"I didn't do anything." Ye Sangen took care of her sister and walked very slowly, trying to find places with fewer people. "I just reminded him to practice martial arts in the future, so that he could practice martial arts with peace of mind, and then take revenge when he has real skills. Also let him He doesn’t want to look for us.”
"That's it?" Of course her sister, who knew her brother better than herself, didn't believe his perfunctory answer.
Ye San even knew that he couldn't hide it from his sister, so he said, "Let him find Yulu."
The elder sister was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's okay, the man should make great achievements and gain fame, otherwise he will live in vain."
Ye Sangen shook his head and smiled. After all, my sister still couldn't worry about Bao Jinhou, so she was just being stubborn.
Hearing her brother's laughter, her sister also laughed softly and raised her hand to rub her brother's head. It was like her sister's comfort when her brother got into trouble when she was a child. She was very doting.
"The book says that birds and fish have different paths, so how can mountains and rivers meet each other from now on."
"But the book also says that if we share the same path in this life, we will never meet again in life."
"The word fate is superficial, but there is always a candlelight on the road ahead. Be obedient."
"Um."
"So good."
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At noon, with the sun high in the sky, Hou Youyou woke up in the small courtyard room. He opened his eyes and stood up in a daze. After all, he was unsteady on the bench and fell to the ground. He looked around before getting up and running out. When I saw the giant Xuanhua ax standing at the door of the room, I didn't come back to my senses for a moment, just stood there in a daze.
When I returned to the house, I saw a piece of bamboo paper on the table, with a pen written in a eloquent way.
"It's gone, don't think about it.
If you are destined, you can go to Donglai to find my brother Ning Yulu.
From now on, practice martial arts carefully and then make plans.
No matter how hard it is to calm down, we must calm down.
Don't let three thousand soldiers and horses go and wait for a night of yellow rice. Don't waste your life.
This is called growth.
Mountains and rivers meet each other, rivers and lakes are far away, and we will meet again later. "
Bo Jinhou scratched his head, thinking about it he still didn't understand the meaning of these sentences. But he understood that this parting would only mean goodbye in the end.
Goodbye is easy but hard to say goodbye.
When it came to an end, Bo Jinhou pondered for a while, collected himself, then carefully collected the paper, turned around, walked out of the room, picked up the giant ax, and left.
Someone in Shilixia City said that in the late winter when the weather was cold, there was a young man in single clothes carrying an ax and walking out of the city in a dashing way, like a god.
