In the blink of an eye, the visitor rushed to the front. Fu Shen and the others held their breaths for alert. At the same time, they secretly thought that they were lucky. Fortunately, the woman took a step first, otherwise the two sides just collided, and it would be unclear.
The mountain road was narrow, and Feilongwei had to stop. Fu Shen made up his mind to drag them on for a while, but the sons and brothers didn't give way. Someone asked, "Who is coming?"
A white horse came out of the crowd, and the people on the horse nodded politely and said, "Flying Dragon Guard has been ordered to arrest the imperial prisoners. I wonder if you have seen any suspicious people when you were on the mountain?"
Xungui's children all had eyes on the top of their heads, and looked at him with their nostrils. Some people joked: "Oh, what a big battle. What kind of felon is about to escape, and he can actually work Feilongwei to shoot."
The man wasn't annoyed either, and replied softly, "I don't dare to be the son of a miserable praise, I just do what I was ordered to do."
The younger brother who asked the question choked for a moment, and his face turned ugly. Fu Shen was afraid that the two sides would pinch him, and immediately said, "I've only been playing here by chance, and I've never seen the criminals mentioned by the adults."
The man glanced at him, and the corners of his eyes, which were originally indifferent and indifferent, actually had a slight smile on his brows, and said happily, "It turned out to be Master Fu.
Let's just say this guy looks familiar! Fu Shen stared at him, and finally remembered, wasn't this the same forbidden army who threw his one and Tilian on the street that day
Yi Siming was right, he was actually a flying dragon guard.
"Yan... Your lord," Fu Shen was in a complicated mood, "I've admired it for a long time."
All the dudes were staring at the two of them, and there were a lot of people who were inexplicable. I don't know when Fu Shen had an intersection with Feilongwei.
Yan Xiaohan slowly glanced at everyone, his fluttering gaze had real substance, and cold sweat broke out on the backs of this group of guilty sons. He smiled suddenly: "Those who absconded are involved in a major case of conspiracy. There are guards in and out of the capital to interrogate them and offer rewards. Those who dare to hide and cover up criminals will be regarded as conspiracy.
"Feilongwei tracked them all the way to Huanren County, but she escaped. The mountains and forests are deep here, and it is inconvenient to find people. If you can help and catch the offender, Yan will report to the court in the future and ask for your credit."
It was the first time that Fu Shen had done something like hiding a fugitive. He couldn't help thinking to himself: "Has he already seen it?"
After he finished speaking, there was silence in the forest, and no one answered. After a while, someone sneered and said mockingly, "Eunuch brat, you really take yourself as a person."
It was not loud, but because it was so quiet at this time, everyone could hear it.
Yan Xiaohan's expression turned gloomy. He raised his hand and pressed the handle of the knife on his upper body, as if he was ready to draw the knife at any time.
He is a very strange person. The more angry he is, the more softly he speaks, as if he is afraid of scaring someone: "Who am I, it turns out to be the second son of Xie, I have been respected for a long time."
Xie Qianfan, the second son of Uncle Qingyi who was named, stuck his neck and didn't look at him.
Yan Xiaohan said, "When Yan met Second Young Master today, he is indeed a young talent. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, so he really doesn't look like Brother Ling."
Blue veins formed on Xie Qianfan's forehead.
Yan Xiaohan continued to speak slowly and leisurely, "I heard that Brother Ling was transferred to the Imperial City's Army and Horse Division Zhonglang the year before, and he has a bright future. Uncle Qingyi has no children, and there are people who will succeed him. I must have no regrets."
Xie Qianfan's expression instantly turned from white to red and then blue, as if someone had slapped him.
Qing Yibo's eldest son, Xie Bailou, is not a direct descendant, but he is quite competitive. Not only that, the second mother Xie was very unloved by Uncle Qingyi. Uncle Qingyi had more than two sons and threatened to pass the title to the eldest son many times. Xie Bailou pressed Xie Qianfan everywhere, Xie Er almost became enemies with him, and relatives and friends did not dare to mention the word "Xie Bailou" in front of him.
Now that this matter was exposed in public by Yan Xiaohan, it was tantamount to stabbing the scar that he was most reluctant to mention.
Xie Er's eyes were red on the spot, and in his rage, he started without saying hello, picked up his hunting bow and shot an arrow at Yan Xiaohan!
The crowd was in an uproar!
Yan Xiaohan suddenly drew his sword, swayed the arrows with ease, and flew in front of Xie Qianfan.
"Thank you two!"
Fu Shen and Yi Siming set off at the same time, one rushed to block Xie Qianfan, the other rushed to block Yan Xiaohan. Fu Shen was defenseless, and in a hurry, he pulled out the bow on his back, and with his eyes and hands, he quickly blocked Yan Xiaohan's top-level blow.
Fu Shen's wrist was in severe pain, and he couldn't stop trembling due to the tremendous force, and roared, "Are you crazy? He said something wrong, so he apologized to you, why did he kill him like this!"
Yan Xiaohan's murderous intent continued, and he snorted coldly, "I don't know what to say, and I'm bold. If you offend someone you shouldn't, don't blame yourself for your death!"
Fu Shen struggled to contend with Yan Xiaohan, and his energy continued to collide. However, no matter how hard the wooden bow was, it couldn't stop Fei Longwei's knife from blowing his hair and breaking his hair. After a while, he heard the sound of "Kara", and the longbow in Fu Shen's hand was cut in two.
A look of regret flashed in his eyes. This bow was a birthday gift from Fu Tingxin. He had followed Fu Shen for several years, but he never thought that it would be broken by Yan Xiaohan today. It's just that he didn't care much at this time, he held the bowstring with both hands, twisted it on Yan Xiaohan's knife, and abruptly turned the tip of the knife in a different direction.
Feilongwei was eyeing the tiger, and as early as Yan Xiaohan made his move, he rushed forward to restrain Xie Er. The noble disciples headed by Yi Siming were not vegetarians, and all of them showed their weapons. The two sides were about to fight, and the two of them had already reached a distance of several meters. Fu Shen was stunned by Yan Xiaohan's airtight sword light, and he shouted angrily, "Knife!" Yi Siming immediately threw the knife in his waist. When he came out, Fu Shen ran a few steps, twisted his body and kicked hard on the tree, and leaped into the air as light as a swallow.
Fu Shen's disadvantage was instantly reversed, and the sword shadow attacked Yan Xiaohan like a hurricane!
Yan Xiaohan was forced to take a few steps back by him, but he still admired her leisurely: "Beautiful, as expected of the Fu family."
From the moment he twisted the blade with a bowstring, Yan Xiaohan put away his contempt. He could become Duan Linglong's adopted son, and to stand in his current position not only depended on his scheming and wrist, but also on his body. A good effort to overwhelm the Beiya Imperial Army. If it was Xie Er's straw bag who came up just now, I'm afraid he would have been killed before he got close, and it is rare for Fu Shen to do more than a dozen moves under him without showing any signs of defeat.
Fu Shen was also secretly frightened at this time. He could feel that Yan Xiaohan's first blow was really not letting go, and he would kill Qing Yibo's son as soon as he said it. Feilongwei is arrogant and domineering, running rampant in the court and the opposition, and he learned today that this is not a joke.
If he can't win by surprise, Xie Er will probably be here today.
At the juncture of life and death, Fu Shen's mind has never turned so clearly and quickly, thoughts flashed in his mind like sparks, he was quickly caught by him, and he made a decision—
This is also a clue of his personality in the future - not chaotic in the face of danger, calm and careful, and good at surviving in the Jedi.
The two knives collided, the sound was like dense rain, the speed was like a hurricane, and the light of the knives almost swayed into two white lines. Fu Shen's wrist strength was not enough, and he gradually fell behind. When the two of them waved their knives to face each other again, Yan Xiaohan slammed the knife in his hand and flew out. , and he was about to be stabbed in the opposite direction.
However not.
Yan Xiaohan could kill one Xie Er without hesitation, but if he wanted to kill Fu Shen, he had to weigh it again.
The blade hummed, forcibly diverted in mid-air, making the person with the knife control the killer to the extreme. The wrist was reversed, and the knife turned away from Fu Shen's neck by only a small margin, rubbing the carotid artery and narrowly passing it.
At the same moment, Fu Shen suddenly burst out!
What he was waiting for was this moment, Fu Shen expected that Yan Xiaohan would not kill him. At the same time as his blade changed direction, Fu Shen almost ran out against the back of the blade, and instantly got close, a small hunting knife He silently attached Yan Xiaohan's Adam's apple.
Lightning flashes, rabbits rise and falcons fall, and in the blink of an eye, the situation has suddenly reversed.
"Sir Yan, I'm sorry," Fu Shen gasped in his ear and threatened, "I don't want to embarrass you, tell your people to let go of Xie Er, back off, and go down the mountain immediately."
His hand strength was just right, not only making Yan Xiaohan speechless, but also preventing him from suffocating him to death. I want to know who taught this set of methods. Yan Xiaohan is a handsome man who knows the current affairs. Being controlled by others, he immediately made a calm gesture, signaling his subordinates to put down their swords.
"You threw your own knife too."
Yan Xiaohan let go, and Fu Shen kicked the knife away.
Xie Qianfan was used to being domineering. Today, he finally encountered a stubborn stubble, and his face turned pale. He almost thought he was going to die just now, but now he was let go by Feilongwei. He walked back behind Yi Siming tremblingly with his tail tucked, and suddenly heard Fu Shen say: "Thank you two."
"what?"
Fu Shen said: "You speak provocatively first, and then shoot arrows to hurt others. Come over and make amends for Mr. Yan."
Everyone was stunned.
Xie Qianfan finally recovered from the huge excitement, clenched his fists in anger, blushed, and roared wildly: "I don't! What kind of thing is he! The court lackey! Why should I apologize to him! "
Yi Siming hurriedly held down Xie Qianfan and said calmly, "Fu Shen..."
"Are you sorry?" Fu Shen lowered his face and said coldly, "If you splash again, I'll let him go now, you can try."
Xie Er: "..."
Yan Xiaohan, who was strangled by his neck and used to scare people, almost couldn't help laughing.
Xie Qianfan glared at him, his eyes became more and more red, and finally he burst into tears: "I don't, I don't, I don't! You are all facing him! Am I nothing in your eyes?!"
Everyone: "… "
Yan Xiaohan heard Fu Shen sigh softly behind him.
"He's just a child, spoiled, I really didn't mean to offend you," Fu Shen said in a low voice, "I'll apologize for him. It's also helpless to hold you hostage, I'm sorry."
Really soft-hearted.
There is still a bit of childishness in his voice, but his tone and skills are as calm as an adult. The breath after the breath calmed down was very light, and when it brushed against the ear, it was slightly itchy.
Yan Xiaohan thought silently, you are still a child—
Before this thought was over, the dense forest suddenly rushed out of several dark shadows, and when everyone was caught off guard, he slammed into Feilongwei, and instantly knocked one person down!
"what!"
The sound of exclamation distracted Fu Shen. Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Yan Xiaohan made a lightning strike. He raised his hand and clasped Fu Shen's wrist. Loud, he took off one of Fu Shen's arms.
Fu Shen's reaction was also very fast, he turned around and kicked him out a few steps, he rolled to the side with his own strength, and connected his arm, sweating from the pain. However, he didn't care about seeking revenge on Yan Xiaohan, because Cheng Yaojin, who was killed halfway, had already become a threat that could not be ignored.
Even Yi Siming started to curse: "Fuck you... Where the hell did this come from! Fu Shen! Didn't you say there are no wild boars on this mountain!"
Fu Shen roared: "I haven't been here for several years, how do I know! Climb up the tree, hurry up!"
There was a period of time when wild boars flooded on Baoyan Mountain, ruining the farmland and crops below the mountain. So Fu Shen's father and his second uncle and third uncle brought a team of Beiyan troops to Youlan Villa to live for half a month, and lifted more than a dozen wild boar dens. Since then, Baoyan Mountain has never been infested by wild boars.
It was only in recent years that wild boars appeared in the mountains again, but there were only a few, and the farmers did not take them seriously. No one thought that there were so many wild boars hidden in the forest, and they were extremely enemies. They would bite anyone they saw, and chase a group of well-trained flying dragon guards and unsuspecting noble children.
Everyone climbed the tree amid Fu Shen's roar, but Feilongwei didn't have Yan Xiaohan's order, and they all fought the wild boar with knives. Fu Shen squatted on the tree and took a breath. Looking down, he couldn't bear it anymore. He was about to call out Yan Xiaohan to tell them not to lose face and suffer. Just when the words came to his lips, he caught a glimpse of the tree where Yan Xiaohan was hiding. He was besieged by two wild boars, and the grass behind him swayed slightly.
Fu Shen's pupils shrank suddenly, he jumped up, and jumped out at the same time as the wild boar thrown out by the grass, and shouted, "Be careful!"
Yan Xiaohan was directly knocked down from the tree by him, and the two of them rolled on the ground while hugging him. Yan Xiaohan's waist clothes were pierced by the sharp fangs of the wild boar, a slit was cut on his back, and Fu Shen's hands were full of blood. If it wasn't for Fu Shen just now, it would have hit the ground. I'm afraid there would be two more transparent holes in his body now.
"Thank you..."
Fu Shen only heard what he said, and then a strong force came from his shoulders, Yan Xiaohan actually threw him out!
Before his stunned expression could be frozen, a whirlwind-like black shadow rushed towards him from behind. Fu Shen watched helplessly as the thick and long fangs sunk into Yan Xiaohan's waist—
"Don't run away!"
Yan Xiaohan's roar exploded in his ears, but he didn't have time to get up and was dragged on the ground by the wild boar. Fortunately, the belt used by Feilongwei's official uniform is a wide leather belt with a copper beast's head buckle, which actually blocked the wild boar's heavy blow for him.
The fangs were stuck on the copper beast's head and could not be freed. The wild boar dragged Yan Xiaohan in a frenzy, and Fu Shen was stunned for a moment.
He raised his head and roared: "Damn it! Didn't you read the almanac when you went out today!"
Deep in the jungle, there is a large rocky and rugged cliff.
That wild boar is 80% mature, and wants to throw this nasty human down to death.
Yan Xiaohan also saw the cliff behind him. In a hurry, he reached out and grabbed the wild boar's tusk, trying to pull it out from the copper buckle, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the wild boar rushed to the edge of the cliff and threw it hard.
The mountain wind whistled, and in the suspended state, a man's weight finally forcibly pulled the wild boar's tusks and copper buckles apart. Yan Xiaohan's body fell rapidly.
It was dark in front of him, and the trend of falling suddenly stopped.
Fu Shen leaned out of the cliff, grabbed his clothes with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Grab my hand..."
On Yan Xiaohan's face that always seemed to be covered with a mask, a genuine look of astonishment finally appeared.
"You..." His lips moved imperceptibly, and the small voice fell in the mountain wind, almost inaudible.
The next moment, his eyes widened: "Behind! It hasn't left yet!"
Fu Shen felt a sharp pain on his back, and his body couldn't help falling down in front of him. Even so, he still held Yan Xiaohan's clothes tightly in his hand.
"Fu Shen!"
He and Yan Xiaohan fell off the cliff together.