Chapter 14 Attack

In the official road, the dust flew in the distance, and several tall horses rushed to the front, and they were immediately all men in black carrying all kinds of cold weapons.

"Young master." The last little man galloped a few steps on the brown horse to catch up with the first horse.

"What's the matter?" The tall man was dressed in black tights, pedaling black cloth shoes, and his hair was tied high with cloth towels of the same color, with only one wisp hanging over his right cheek, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum. Hearing this, I didn't mean to slow down at all. I didn't even look at the little man, but asked faintly.

"I just received a message from my family that the goods have been safely delivered to Qingwang Mansion."

"Well, well done." The man who was called the young master nodded almost inaudiblely.

... Now that the task has been completed, there is no reason for that guy to threaten Xuemei.

Thinking about it, the eyebrows began to stretch, and the corners of the mouth were no longer tight.

After so many days of travel, everyone has been extremely tired and can finally take a break.

"Woo-woo..."

A sudden burst of seemingly woman crying from afar, interrupting his meditation. The leading man's ears moved, and his newly calmed eyebrows frowned again.

"If there is a situation, everyone be on guard." The little man is also a martial arts person. Of course, he knows what it means and must not take anything lightly. This is the rule of their business.

The horses still maintain a very high speed and move forward in a straight line, and the closer they are, the louder they cry. They can faintly see the white figure lying on the snow under the pine trees whose leaves have fallen off by the roadside, and... the earthy gray body lying straight in front of the figure.

"Young master, this..." It seems that some people can't bear it.

"It's nothing to us, keep moving forward." The young master said coldly, and then planned to ride past the crying woman and the pale body in front of her.

"Please plead your grievances for the little woman..."

Suddenly, a strong cry sounded, and the woman who knelt down in the snowy field of dead trees and wrapped in filial piety saw that everyone planned to go over her. She immediately stood up and rushed to the middle of the road and opened her hands abruptly stopped the crowd.

The man led by "Woo-" tightened the reins and raised his hand holding the whip, signaling the people behind him to stop.

"Uncles, please make the decision for the little girl!"

As soon as her legs were soft, she knelt down. The woman who was still crying raised her head to reveal a face with tears. Her eyebrows were as charming as silk, her nose was beautiful, and her lips were shiny with charming luster. Coupled with snow skin and tender skin, she was really a rare beauty in the world.

At this moment, the beauty is looking up at the men on the horse with tears in her eyes.

"Young master..." The strong man with a beard behind the man frowned at him, and the double axe behind him was also taken in his hand, always on guard against the woman who appeared inexplicably in front of him.

"It doesn't matter. Let's see what she plays first."

"... The little woman's family has been poor since she was a child, and only an old father depended on her life. He wanted to go to the capital to find relatives, but she was robbed by a villain halfway. Now her father has been killed by villains to save the slave family. Whoo..."

seemed to talk about the pain, the woman's face was sad, and her body trembled weakly, trying to show her fear.

The tall man's expression was unfathomable, but he did not show the pity and jade he should have. The charming woman knelt on the deep snow without even greetings, and the people behind him were all deeply frowned, ignoring the beauty of the current situation. Even a few people who usually thought they were unrestrained at this time, they also Just stood quietly without saying a word.

"Ask the old men to make the decision for the little woman. As long as any master can help the little woman bury her father, the little woman is willing to stay with him all her life and be a slave." Seeing that the people on the horse were unmoved, the charming woman cried even more and climbed in front of the first horse while crying.

The face under the white hemp turban drooped, and there was a coldness in his eyes. When he raised his head again, he became pitiful again.

"Master..." He stretched out his hand to pull people's long legs.

"..." The man in black also moved at this time, and his hand quickly raised, but it was not out of pity for the beauty who wanted to hold the beauty by his legs, but waved a whip to the beauty's face like lightning.

Although I have realized the consequences of the whip, few men are willing to attack their own face

From the belief, the woman did not dodge.

"P..."

"Ah..." The whip cut through the air, and the tone of hoarse screams immediately came from the beautiful woman's mouth, saying how ugly it was.

"The changeable boy...that's all." The man in black led the man sneered with a big hand and pinched the human skin mask hooked at the end of the whip.

"You!" He was waved out by a whip and rolled two or three times. He raised his head angrily and removed the blood stains left by the fierce whip on the face of the human skin mask, and the beautiful child's face was ferocious.

"Impossible! No one can expose my disguise! How can you...no! No! You are not Fengweiqing! Who the hell are you? Say it!"

Mung bean-sized eyes stared at the crowd fiercely, and the changeable boy whose identity was exposed shouted viciously in a hoarse voice.

"I don't measure myself!" The man in black said coldly, "The clown dares to come out to dominate. This world is really getting more and more rubbish." After saying that, as soon as the hand holding the human skin mask was strong, the fragile thing melted into the air.

"You..." The ever-changing boy who pretended to be a stunning beauty was so angry that he found that his whole body was stiff and he couldn't even speak. It's not that he thinks it's unreasonable, but it's not that he is arrogant and doesn't want to say it. The problem is that his big hole was sealed when he said the word "you". And the murderer who sealed his acupuncture points was smiling and leaning on the extremely tragic shape of the Five Heroes of Langya Mountain on his face, who stretched out one hand and shrank back because he was suddenly fixed.

"Oh, I said a small change, but you are wrong. How can you come out and deceive people's faces without their consent? This won't work. People will be angry, and it's amazing when they get angry~"

The joking words sounded, soft, gently and sweet Hagen-Dazs ice cream marshmallow chocolate-like... (embo~word poor bird...)

White skin is better than snow, and the long sandalwood hair like a waterfall floats in the cold wind. The peony embroidery brocade pattern is complicated and decorated with shiny stones. Although it looks thick, the red clothes that can't overcome the wind trembles, and the two small buns raised high on the head are inserted like needle and thread bags. It was full of beads, silver and other things, with two cherry-shaped red marks on the lips, and the tail of the eyes were dressed as pink rouge to imitate the dead and fainted a circle of charming red. The stunning woman who had just appeared gorgeously again by the poisonous children's shoes! It's just... this time in **BT men's clothing... Of course, men's clothing is equally beautiful, but...

"Oh hehe..." The middle finger of the person's right hand and thumb, and easily pinched the authentic orchid finger, ** put his right hand on his left cheek, and then raised his head at a 45-degree angle to burst out the treacherous smile of a leader in a special industry. Then, he raised his legs and stretched out his feet, just for a moment. The changeable boy who was unfavorable to everyone in the world was thus easily kicked into the roadside snowdrift to imitate the ostrich and became a hermit.

Everyone is in a mess in the wind~

"Oh~~~You... Don't look at them like this. They will be shy to say~"

After dealing with the changeable boy, a man in red woman who also came out of nowhere turned around and saw all the men riding on the horse with the word mei written on his forehead. So she pulled up the sleeves of the robe and pretended to be shy, threw a winking eye and walked her own way. , go away... go far away... go further away...

A good man's cheek muscles** are suspected to have a stroke.

"Did you just... see anything?" Immediately, someone swallowed his saliva fiercely and asked the people around him with lingering lingering heart.

"...I guess I'm old and dazzled... I just seemed to see a pervert kicking the changeable boy?!"

Everyone looked at each other. Although the changeable boy is perverted enough in their minds, can the guy who usually steal other people's faces when he has nothing to do? But just now, the jingling and crystal stone jewelry is comparable to the beauty of two girls' buns on the head of the madam in the brothel... Man, yes, that's right, it's a man! Because he has a throat knot! The man was obviously more perverted. Thinking of the charming eyes before he left, everyone couldn't help shaking again. The weather... was getting colder and colder.

Compared with the exaggerated reaction of his men, the leading tall man has been staring at the pervert from the beginning... Cough, the man in red, his eyebrows bulged slightly, strange, why do you always think that person is very familiar?

The man who fell into meditation did not find nearly 30 people in white with crossbows lying on the hills in the distance. It was not until the vibration of the sharp weapon cut through the air that he slowly woke up. Although he waved the horse whip in time to shoot off dozens of dark arrows, the protection range was always limited. When the third wave of arrow rain followed When he attacked, the man who had been cold-faced finally failed, let a cold arrow with wind pierce his right shoulder fiercely, passed through his arm, and the bright red blood spewed out in an instant.

"Damn it! It's Qianyu's religion. Protect the young master quickly. Someone behind him rushed over and waved the nine-ring knife in his hand to block most of the arrow rain for him. "Young master, are you all right?"

"There are too many people on the other side. Hurry up and retreat." He pulled the arrow out of the meat and endured the tingling caused by his right arm. The young master in black raised his hand and clicked it a few times to seal his acupuncture point to prevent his blood from losing so quickly as much as possible. Bald head, you take Aqing and the others to go first. I'll break it here. Dropping the whip, the young master pulled out the long sword hanging on his waist and waved the shadow of the sword to block the flying arrow while ordering the bald head next to him. Seeing that several of his men had been hit by arrows and fell off the horse, his eyebrows frowned more tightly.

It can't go on like this. There have been too many big and small sneak attacks in the past few months, and everyone is already very tired. If they don't leave, I'm afraid that the whole army will really be destroyed.

"Young master, it is impossible to leave the young master alone! ..." The bald head waved the nine-ring knife and turned red. Suddenly, he heard that his master was going to stay and fight alone, and couldn't help raising his voice and roaring.

"I said let's go!" The young master in black glanced coldly and said, "Their target is me. There is no need for you to accompany me to die." He waved his sword and scratched the Qianyu Sect sneak attackers who were preparing to attack. Seeing the increasing number of the other party, he couldn't help but feel anxious, "Get them away!"

"But the young master..."

"This is an order!"

“......”

"We will meet in Hongwei Martial Arts Museum a month later." After a brief end, the young master in black once again buried himself and focused on dealing with the enemy.

"Young master..." The voice of the bald head was a little choked.

"Let's go, you will be my burden here." Without looking at the bald red eyes, the young master in black danced the sword in his hand and rushed into the enemy's camp. In order to survive, he could only do so.

"Young Lord!" Those who were more or less injured shouted excitedly, "Your subordinates will always be loyal to the young master, subordinates..."

"Go!" The young master in black did not return his head. He stabbed the sword in his hand into the abdomen of a thousand-wing believers and quickly pulled it back. The man in white who wanted to sneak up on him raised his sword and stroked his neck, which had been spraying blood in disbelief, and his eyes were round and fell back.

"Young master, wait for us..." The bald head supported the little man with a deep cut behind his back and got on the horse. He looked back at his young master deeply, then clamped the horse's abdomen, pulled the reins, and galloped away.

With a light jump, the young master in black fell in front of the Qianyu believers who still wanted to follow the crowd, blocking their pursuit.

The sword flower flashed and knocked down all the surrounding people in an instant.

A large area of blood spread in the snow, like a gorgeous flower on the other side, and the rest of the Qianyu religion froze because of fear. The cold wind scratched people's face with snowflakes. The young master in black lowered his eyes, and his eyes went from the tip of the blood-stained sword in his hand to the man in white. The expression on his face was more chilling than the flying snowflakes.

A burst of dead silence, suddenly——

"Papa..." The casual applause sounded, and as a figure fell from the sky, the Qianyu believers who had besieged the man in black immediately dispersed and quietly trapped him in the human circle.

The young master in black pulled the long sword out of the chest of the white Qianyu believers who did not close their eyes, and let the warm blood splash down the sword body drop by drop in the snow.

"It is rumored that the main Fengwei of Aofengbao Shaobao is brave and powerful in martial arts. Today, it really lives up to its reputation." Dressed in an elegant light purple brocade coat that is different from others, with a layer of white silk around his right arm and waist, swinging like clouds in the cold wind, while his left hand is a wide robe sleeve, hunting against the cold wind. The man's black hair only tied a loose bun in the back of his head with a dark green jade hairpin, and the rest of his hair spread unfettered, and wisps of silk floated in the air.

The evil eyes lightly swept over his right hand and was constantly oozing blood. Feng Weiqing, the perfect corner of his mouth evoked a dazzling smile, "Oh, it's very hurt."

Feng Wei turned around with his sword. Too much blood loss made his body a little shake, as if he could not stand still, "Bai Feng."

"That's right." The man put his hands on his chest and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that the famous Feng Shaobao owner also knew me as a little person. It's really rare." Bai Feng smiled and played with the white feathers in her hand, and her tone was very frivolous.

"My life is really valuable to let the left guardian of Qianyu teach go out in person." Feng Weiqing, with a pale face, pulled away his gray and dry lips and laughed at himself. He stretched out his uninjured hand and pressed it down. At this time, his right arm, which was numb with blood, was tinging.

"No, no," the evil Bai Feng raised her right index finger and shook it. "Today, this guardian is just to invite the Lord Feng Shaobao to visit the church for a few days."

"A guest?" Feng Weiqing smiled coldly, and the wound on his right hand cracked again because of the problem of using the sword all the way, and the blood flowed faster.

"That's right, please don't struggle meaninglessly." Bai Feng waved his hand, and the Qianyu believers automatically gave way, "Please."

Looking around at several innocent subordinates who fell in the pool of blood, Feng Weiqing lowered his eyes silently, but when he raised his head again, it was shining, "What if I refuse?" The voice is slow and low, but firm and powerful.

"Then it's up to you." Bai Feng bent the corners of her mouth, but her smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Is it?" The shadow flashed, and the nearest believer didn't have time to realize what had happened.

The bloodthirsty light flashed in Fengwei's black eyes, slowly raised the sword in the master, and the tip of the bloody sword was facing the bright white phoenix who was still smiling.

"Then... Feng can only compare with the left guard..."