Chapter 80 Robbery

In the woods, a burly figure is flexibly interspersed in the dense woods.

Gongsun Xuan got up very early this morning in order to be on his way. He didn't go after the old beggar last night. He can unconsciously travel in the dark when he can't see at night.

Without Zhenyuan, you can't perform light skills, so you can run.

The speed he runs is comparable to that of horses. It is the so-called innate realm master of the old beggar. If he starts with him at the same time, he will be scared to death. He can only follow behind to eat dust.

Gongsun Xuan's running speed is not only fast, but also has strong endurance.

He has now run for three hours and has been nearly 50 miles away. At this rate, ten days will be enough for him to get to the capital.

At this moment, he wants to find a place to rest and replenish his physical fitness. There was no relaxation in these three hours. Although his body was stronger than the iron, he still failed to escape from the shackles of mortals and had to eat and drink. Moreover, the consumption of these three hours has begun to reduce his physical fitness.

When he got out of the woods, he saw a simple house on the edge of the road in the distance, with a grassy tea hanging high in the corner of the eaves.

Gongsun Xuan was overjoyed and ran in that direction. Behind him, there was a thick layer of dust.

And Gongsun Xuan's running movement is too loud. Every step on the ground, there will be a booming sound, shaking the ground.

"Xiao Er, give me a pot of tea, ten catties of beef and ten bowls of rice." As soon as Gongsun Xuan ran into the teahouse, he raised his high voice and shouted.

The deafening voice startled the people sitting there resting.

Everyone looked at this burly teenager strangely.

Gongsun Xuan gasped and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. He couldn't help looking around and found that everyone else looked at him strangely. At the same time, he also saw that the teahouse was too simple.

A small hut set up a teahouse and set up several tables. There were only a few steamed buns on other people's tables, not even a small dish. Moreover, there are no other helpers in the teahouse except for an old man in his fifties.

"Well, boss, do you have anything to eat?" Gongsun Xuan pretended not to see other people's expressions and shouted to the old man.

"Objectively, there is no other food in the shop except steamed buns."

"Oh. Then give me 30 steamed buns first!"

"Ah! Thirty!" When the old man heard what Gongsun Xuan said, he looked at his body at the same time and saw his burly figure, which made him feel a little relieved. With Gongsun Xuan's body, it is not an excessive to eat 30 steamed buns.

Soon, 30 steamed buns were served.

At this moment, Gongsun Xuan's evil eyes were also dizzy. Regardless of his bad appearance, he picked up one and swallowed it.

At the end of the road, a large pair of people appeared. There were more than 20 people, one by one with weapons, guarding several carriages. At the front, there is a Chinese character holding a flag high and writing to the Honglong Dart Bureau.

The group of people quickly came to the teahouse, and they were all very excited. It seems that they have walked for a long time and finally have a rest.

Several people waited next to the carriage, motionless. Although the rest of the people drank tea to quench their thirst, the weapons were still at hand. Even if something happened, they could pull out their blades as soon as possible.

These people know at a glance that they have been walking darts all year round. They are all experienced and very vigilant.

is led by a tall man with a striking scar on his face. When he sat there and drank tea, he first tested whether his tea bowl was poisonous with a silver needle. When the boss brought the steamed buns, he also tried it first and let his men eat it first.

Gongsun Xuan didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment because he was too hungry.

But after the people of the Honglong Dart Bureau arrived, he felt something was wrong.

On the two tables beside him are five people dressed as peddlers, and on the other side, three farmers sitting in the shade to enjoy the cool, but from their actions, it seems that they have been secretly observing the group of people.

Even the boss of the teahouse, Gongsun Xuan, observed that although his footsteps were very heavy, he was still very light, which showed that he was a martial arts man.

At this moment, he finally knew that this was a trap. However, I didn't mean to fall into the trap now. He couldn't help lamenting that he always encountered this kind of thing.

"Hey, boss, let's do it ourselves."

I saw the owner of the teahouse holding a basin of water to feed the horse. A man stood in front of him and took the basin of water. By the way, he picked up a plate of steamed buns and brought them to the left behind.

As he passed under the tree, a farmer suddenly stood up and picked up the burden beside him and was ready to leave. I don't know whether he had rested for a long time, his legs were a little numb, or his legs suddenly cramped. He just stood up and took two steps. His legs softened and he fell to the ground. This fall hit the man who delivered the meal, knocked over the basin and a plate of steamed bread in the man's hand, and the farmer fell into the man's arms.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you all right?" The farmer came out of the man's arms in a panic, supported the man with one hand, patted him with the other, and apologized in apologance.

A sudden scene made the dartsmen vigilant, but when they saw that it was an accident, they all loosened their blades.

At this moment, the five vendors close to Gongsun Xuan suddenly rose up, waved their hands, and countless hidden weapons flew all over the sky and shot at the darts masters.

The scar man reacted very quickly. When the five vendors broke up, he pulled out his long sword and set up countless sword circles in front of him to help several people around him.

Others are not so lucky. With the sudden attack, the darts had just relaxed their vigilance. Before they could react, the hidden weapon came to them. Many darts were instantly assassinated by the hidden weapon. One by one, they covered the ground and howled.

"Be careful, the hidden weapon is poisonous." The leading man shouted.

After the five vendors broke out, the three farmers also suddenly pulled out the knives hidden in their bodies. The first person to suffer was the man who delivered food. Before he could change his mind, he felt a sore throat, and then he saw a stream of blood gushing out of his throat.

Three farmers rushed to the carriage and fought with the five left behind.

After the five vendors threw the hidden weapon, the two rolled on the ground, pulled out a long knife, cut the scar man's feet, and three attacked the remaining darts.

For a while, swords and shadows, and sawdust all over the sky.

As early as when those vendors broke out, he grabbed the remaining steamed buns on the table and flashed far away.

Although he is burly and a little strange, no one regards him as a master. Suddenly disappeared, and no one noticed.

The scar man's martial arts skills were so good that he soon kicked away the two vendors who besieged him and saved one of his men.

Seeing his bravery, the old man who pretended to be the owner of the teahouse shook his robe and took out two iron-stick-like weapons from his sleeve. This weapon is very strange, round and has no handle, but it has a sharp thorn at the end, which is very sharp. It's a bit like a javelin, but it's not as long as a javelin, only seven feet. It looks more like an iron thorn.

"Let's get out of the way." He retreated the five vendors, holding an iron thorn in one hand, and flew around the leading man.

The two people's martial arts seem to be between Bozhong, and they are difficult to understand for a while.

The boss of the tea house not only has strange weapons, but also has strange moves. He actually uses weapons like a judge's pen, and his action is to point the opponent's vital acupuncture points. And every move looks like a thorn, but it seems to be a point.

If it hadn't been for the scar man's exquisite swordsmanship and rich fighting experience, I'm afraid he would have been defeated by the boss of the teahouse.

However, although he held on for a while, he would eventually lose because of his lack of skills.

After watching the man and the owner of the teahouse with 50 moves, Gongsun Xuan knew that the scar man was going to be defeated.

He looked at the steamed bread in his hand and lamented. Finally, he made a painful appearance.

The owner of the teahouse picked up the iron thorn in his right hand, picked out the long sword stung by the scarred man, and opened the door of his chest. Another iron thorn in the hand of the teahouse owner looked at the opportunity and stabbed the hole in his chest. The scar man's long sword has been opened by another iron thorn, and there is no time to block it.

At this moment, a white hidden weapon flew in and was stabbed by the iron thorn of the teahouse boss.

The owner of the teahouse was shocked and thought that there were still some masters hidden in the Honglong darts bureau. He jumped away quickly and secretly warned in his heart.

When he saw a steamed bun hanging on the iron thorn in his hand, he couldn't help but be furious. He looked up and saw Gongsun Xuan smiling at him while nibbling steamed buns.

At this time, his heart was still extremely shocked. You know, with his thorn just now, the steamed bun flew over as if he had stabbed it himself. But he knew very well that his strength to stab the scar man was disintegrated by the steamed bread. Moreover, the time when the steamed bread flew to the point was accurate. Just when the iron thorn in his hand was about to stab the scar man, the hidden weapon was very powerful. Especially the opponent is still a teenager. He had to think about the origin of the teenager.

"Your Excellency is the 'soul-chasing' Tu Wei!" The scar man looked at the old man and said in a low voice.

The old man did not deny it, which is regarded as acquiescence. He raised his right hand slightly, and the iron thorn in his hand pointed at Gongsun Xuan. His wrist was slightly hard. The other end with the thorn suddenly rolled away from the iron and flew away at Gongsun Xuan.

When the iron thorn was about to shoot at Gongsun Xuan, he turned his head slightly and dodged the iron thorn shot into his eyebrows.

Tu Wei was shocked. He was just testing the teenager's martial arts skills. Unexpectedly, he was easily dodged by him. He shook his hand and said, "Boy, you are lucky today. Guys, withdraw." Soon, he left with his eight men.

But the first sentence he said surprised the scar man. He didn't expect that the famous "soul-chasing man" would retreat inexplicably. He knows the strength of the "soul-chasing" Tu Wei, who is the peak of the martial artist. He really wants to be powerful, and his group has no chance to escape at all.

Tu Wei tested Gongsun Xuan's hand, which was very secretive. He didn't see it at all. Naturally, he didn't know why Tu Wei left.

He couldn't help looking at the teenager who threw the steamed bread in doubt. But when he looked, there was no trace of the teenager.