Even standing three meters away, Kong Fang could feel the killing intent of the sword. He couldn't help but hold the thunder in the bag, but in the end he didn't dare to take it out.
Surrounded by his own people, Zhentian Lei didn't dare to use it.
He looked for Fang Shiyi, hoping that she would go up and help his wife fight.
He patrolled for more than half of the circle before he found Fang Shiyi. He saw her holding a sword in the firelight and staring at the two people fighting, but she had no intention of stepping forward to help.
He squeezed over, "Shiyi, Zhu Chongjiu is too cruel, why don't you go up and help your sister?"
Fang Shiyi turned around when he heard the sound and saw it was Kong Fang.
"Brother-in-law, are you okay?"
Kong Fang waved his hand, "I'm fine. Your sister..."
Fang Shiyi interrupted him, "Don't worry, my sister can beat Zhu Chongjiu. Although Zhu Chongjiu is brave, he is no match for my sister."
Kong Fang was half convinced and watched the battle again, but for a long time he didn't see that Fang Shiqing was bound to win.
"There are many of us, and one of us can chop Zhu Chongjiu into pulp with one knife. Why let your sister take the risk?"
He was a little anxious.
"Sir, we have a sure chance of victory. Let Junior Sister Shiqing kill the enemy chief alone. Firstly, it will help her establish her authority. Secondly, it will allow the county soldiers to watch the battle and hone their courage and bloodiness."
Luo Wenpeng didn't know when he appeared next to him.
Kong Fang rolled his eyes fiercely, standing and talking didn't hurt his back, why don't you let your wife fight with the bandits and desperadoes?
Fang Shiyi whispered: "Brother-in-law, don't you usually hate my sister? Why do you care about her so much now?"
Kong Fang’s forehead was filled with black lines instantly. Can we still have a good chat?
Fang Shiqing's shouts came again in her ears, and the sword in her hand was filled with murderous intent. She forced Zhu Chongjiu back again and again.
Zhu Zhongjiu is tall and strong, and the sword in his hand weighs at least eighty kilograms. When charging on the battlefield, he can see life and death with one strike. It is invincible, but fighting for a long time consumes too much strength.
After dozens of rounds, Zhu Chongjiu felt a little overwhelmed. He felt that the sword was getting heavier and heavier, and his movements gradually slowed down.
On the contrary, Fang Shiqing became more courageous as he fought.
"brush"
She thrust out her sword, the sword spitting out a message like a silver snake, and a wisp of murderous intent went straight to Zhu Chongjiu's throat. Life and death were at stake, but Zhu Chongjiu did not dare to be careless and waved his sword desperately to block it, and the swords collided.
"Ding"
The sound is crisp and clear.
Fang Shiqing's murderous intent was blocked and he took two steps back. Zhu Chongjiu was knocked back five or six steps, with two traces of soil under his feet.
Zhu Chongjiu hurriedly used the Qianjin Drop to stabilize his body. Qi and blood surged in his chest. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
Under the firelight, it looked like a charming flower.
Kong Fang perked up.
He finally realized that this time the cheap wife won. After Fang Shiqing stopped for a moment, he saw her tiptoe and fly into the air.
Her clothes are fluttering, light and elegant, like a phoenix taking flight, like a fairy coming to earth.
What a beauty……
Kong Fang was stunned. He remembered the famous flying fairies from the Dunhuang Grottoes in his previous life.
Perhaps the ancients may not have seen real fairies, but they must have seen beautiful women who can fly.
Otherwise, how could the painter paint so vividly?
Fang Shiqing flew above Zhu Chongjiu's head, suddenly twisted his waist, and swooped down like an eagle. The sword in his hand bloomed, and murderous intent enveloped Zhu Chongjiu.
Zhu Chongjiu secretly sighed that something was wrong, gritted his teeth and raised his knife to resist.
The swords swayed again with the sound of gold and iron. Kong Fang saw that Zhu Chongjiu suddenly became shorter. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that his legs were submerged in the soil like wooden stakes, and half of his calves were submerged in the soil.
Fang Shiqing seemed to be hanging by a wire, the tip of his sword was against Zhu Zhong's nine swords, and he was hanging in the air.
The two sides were in a stalemate.
Kong Fang saw the right opportunity, picked up a long knife, rushed forward, gritted his teeth and stabbed, "Pfft..."
Zhu Chongjiu was tall and tall, a full head taller than Kong Fang. His original intention was to stab Zhu Chongjiu in the heart, but he ended up stabbing him in the stomach. His belly was stabbed directly through him, and he couldn't stop himself and ran headlong into Zhu Chongjiu's arms.
Zhu Chongjiu was already at the end of his strength. Not to mention stabbing him with a knife, he couldn't withstand even if Kong Fang hit him head-on. But when he saw him collapse like a rotten tree, he took Kong Fang with him and rushed forward.
Kong Fang fell on Zhu Chongjiu. Fortunately, he reacted in time and avoided the blade without being cut.
Fang Shiqing twisted his waist again, and he landed like a falling goose.
As soon as his toes touched the ground, his figure was as fast as the wind and swept behind Kong Fang to help him up.
"You are looking for death!" she yelled angrily.
"hey-hey……"
Kong Fang giggled for a while. The cheap wife seemed furious, but he could tell that she was not the real culprit, but instead felt a little worried.
Fang Shiyi and Luo Wenpeng just reacted and were frightened.
Fang Shiyi did not expect that her brother-in-law, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, would dare to stab someone with a knife. If Zhu Chongjiu had the slightest resistance, he would almost die.
Luo Wenpeng did not expect that as the county magistrate, Kong Fang would personally carry the sword into battle. If he committed suicide, he wouldn't know who to talk to for explanation.
He wanted to blame Kong Fang for being reckless, but when he thought that Fang Shiqing was his wife, he held back.
How can a husband stand by and watch when his wife fights with others?
"You're laughing!" Fang Shiqing scolded, grabbing him by the collar and picking him up. Kong Fang was immediately furious, and the goodwill he had just generated was instantly gone.
Tigress what do you mean?
Doing things in front of so many people, don't I want to lose face? After all, I am also the respected person of the county and the family... Forget it, let alone the head of the family.
Fang Shiqing ignored his resistance and carried him to Fang Shiyi.
"Shiyi, keep an eye on him. If he dares to run around again, cut off his legs!"
Luo Wenpeng's face was full of color, he wanted to smile but didn't dare, he was crazy and needed a beating. Fang Shiyi looked helpless. Her sister was addicted to domestic violence and she didn't know what to say.
There was muffled laughter all around.
Kong Fang dug his toes into the ground, trying to dig a hole for himself.
"Everyone listen, clean the battlefield, count the corpses of the bandits, record them in the record, and then burn them with fire. Cut off the head of the bandit leader Zhu Zhongjiu and hang it on the city gate to show justice!",
Fang Shiqing rode on a bay-red horse and gave orders in a majestic manner.
The county soldiers received the order and got to work.
Fang Shiyi took Kong Fang away, speaking softly and comfortingly along the way, fearing that he would divorce his wife in anger or hit a wall. Kong Fang was not as fragile as she imagined.
How can a man from two lifetimes be easily defeated by a woman?
He scratched his neck, maintaining the last bit of the man's stubbornness
Returning to the backyard of the county government office, the servants were naturally overjoyed to see their master come back victorious, and all of them were sweet-talking and serving him quickly. After taking a hot bath, Kong Fang was relieved of his depression and in a good mood, and finished three bowls of porridge in a row.
Fang Shiyi felt relieved when he saw that his mood improved, told him to rest early and hurried away. She is the deputy captain of the county army. The bandits have just been wiped out and she has a lot to do.
On a sunny day, just after dawn, several respected old men in the city gathered together and talked. They were both deaf and deep in sleep. They had never heard the county soldiers fighting with the mountain bandits, but they were all awakened by the loud noise of thunder.
They hid under the quilt and thought about it, shivering for a long time, and finally stayed up until dawn, when they arrived at the home of the eldest Du Xinwu.
