The battle was about to break out, and the soldiers took the lead in charging, rushing through the gaps around the four Fanzi and rushing up the cliff.
Xia Houlin shouted, "Give me Jingtie! Follow me!"
Shen Jue didn't have time to hesitate, and Xia Houlin stumbled past, Jing Tie and Xia Houlin's goose ling swords rose into the air at the same time, and they completed the exchange of weapons in an instant.
Jing Tie fell into Xia Houlin's palm, and the cold handle and blade stimulated his nerves. He hadn't seen the knife for a long time, but now he was reunited as an old friend. The moment he slowly tightened his palm, he seemed to be able to feel it. The heartbeat of Shen Xiong in the knife.
The roar of the enemy was in his ears, and the crowd was surging. Xiahou Lin squatted slightly with his right hand and a short knife in his left hand, then leaped like a tiger and cut straight into the battlefield. The sound of flesh and blood tearing can be heard incessantly, and the bones are crisply broken under the blade of the static iron like a reed. The static iron is very different from ordinary knives. It is repeatedly forged and forged with the Western Regions iron. The ordinary pig iron is like a fragile bamboo strip in front of it. There is no need for a quick knife, and no need for absolute strength, static iron can cut off the opponent's sword. Xia Houlin still remembered the time when Xingxin handed Jingtie into his hands and said, "This sword is very violent, and it can annihilate all methods."
Xiahou, who possessed static iron, was unstoppable, and Wuyangyang's enemies were quickly rushed out of a hole. In the splattering blood, Xiahou Lin advanced and swung the knife, cutting off the two people's goose ling knife at the same time, and then twisting their necks with the knife with both hands. He spun and swept the sword light around him. Shen Jue didn't even need to swing the sword. All the enemies were crushed in an instant when they faced Xia Houlin. Drop the fish that slipped through the net under his knife.
Xu Ruoyu frowned, Shen Jue and Xia Houlin were killing more and more people, and their people were getting fewer and fewer. Xu Ruoyu no longer hesitated, waved his knife and rushed into the battle, dodging the crowd and facing Shen Jue. Shen Jue's eyes turned cold, and the goose ling knife in his hand drew a bleak arc and lifted it up from the bottom up.
Galan knife Yanxie.
That was the sword technique that Xia Houlin taught him many years ago.
This knife would open Xu Ruoyu's stomach, but he didn't dodge, but rushed towards him. Shen Jue quickly understood why, the Yanling knife was shocked when it hit his chest and abdomen, and it was actually blocked. He wears a layer of chain mail under his clothes, and the yanling knife can't break the armor! Shen Jue did not panic, and quickly turned sideways to avoid Xu Ruoyu's head-on attack.
However, a dark streamer flashed by Xu Ruoyu's knee, his figure in the air froze, and then he fell down violently, the moment he fell, the white stubble on his knee was exposed, and the moment he vacated the air, he was silenced. Iron chopped off his legs.
"Hey, your enemy is me." Xia Houli smiled viciously, full of anger.
He had to make up for the knife, and the rest rushed over to block Xia Houlin. Several soldiers dragged Xu Ruoyu out, and blood trails stretched out on the ground.
"Don't let him run away!" Shen Jue shouted while swinging the knife.
But it was too late, the crowd drowned them again, and the soldiers dragged Xu Ruoyu farther and farther. Xia Houlin tried his best to destroy the scum in front of him. He took out his hand crossbow and fired several arrows in succession, but none of them were hit. They had already fled the range. Looking back, there were a few more people entangled in Shen Jue, probably because he injured his hand, Shen Jue was much slower to use the knife, Xia Houli ran over, the swallow turned over and jumped over the top of Shen Jue's head, the moment he landed, his knees were crushed. The two soldiers pierced their heads with both knives at the same time.
The last few people left, seeing that they couldn't deal with Xia Houlin and Shen Jue at all, they all ran away. The ground was littered with mutilated limbs, fallen leaves and weeds soaked in blood. Both of them were almost exhausted, especially Xia Houlin, whose hands were trembling after killing all the way. The two left the battlefield hand in hand, and found a slope that was not very steep, leading directly to the bottom of the cliff. Weeds sprawled under the cliff, and the shrubs grew so tall that they could cover the top of their heads when they squatted down. They found a place to rest, with a cliff above their heads, and a few dozen steps forward is the water source.
Without the meticulous work on the side, the gang of forbidden troops could not find it for a while.
The strings that had been stretched in his head for a long time finally loosened, and Shen Jue suddenly slackened, his hands and feet were weak, his head was even more dizzy, and he felt that his illness was getting worse. But he still held on
He slowly sat down, found a stone against which he leaned, and glanced at Xia Houlin, the guy was covered in blood, and he could hardly see his appearance, lying on the ground gasping for breath.
"You rest." Xiahou Lin was out of breath, went to the pool to fetch water, washed his face and hands, came back and leaned on Shen Jue's side, handing him the water bag, "There is only one water bag, I will keep it. Drink."
The pool of water that soaked Shen Jue's prepared body, even though it was living water, still felt a little disgusting.
Shen Jue hesitated for a while, until Xiahou Rin said, "Dislike me?"
Shen Jue shook his head, took it and drank it, and the cold water flowed through the cavity, making him shudder. Xia Houlin took back the water and gulugulu filled half of the bag.
"Why don't you jump off the cliff with me?" Shen Jue frowned and said, "I had already arranged it, so I could get away with suspended animation."
"Your plan is to jump off a cliff?" Xia Houlin raised his eyebrows, "Do you know how cold the water is in the mountains? You jumped down, you were soaked all over, you didn't have any clothes to change, and you had to blow the mountain wind. You can survive well, Xia Houlin. Write the three words upside down."
"..." Shen Jue was silent for a while, then said without turning his head, "It will be alright."
Xia Houlin twisted his head and looked at Shen Jue, his face was pale, like a man with paper, his mouth was also pale, with a faint redness, like a faded begonia flower. He lowered his head and looked sullen, not very energetic. Xia Houlin looked at it for a long time, and suddenly he came over. Shen Jue was taken aback and said, "What are you doing?"
"Don't move." Xia Houlin said in a low voice, he put his hands on Shen Jue's shoulders, and brought his forehead to rest on Shen Jue's forehead.
Shen Jue was a little stunned, Xia Houlin had never been so proactive, and they had never been so close. Even if they sleep together, they won't stay together. He was too close, and the aura that belonged to him enveloped Shen Jue, with a bloody smell, like a wild beast.
Xia Houlin's lips were so close, Shen Jue could feel his steady breathing. Shen Jue squinted his eyes, and climbed up Xia Houlin's waist with his hands, grabbing his leather belt.
The beautiful woman is on the side, and she is confused.
"Aang..."
However, Xia Houlin let go of him and said, "It's alright now, I'm sick even if I didn't jump off the cliff." He stood up, untied his belt, tore a piece of cloth from his clean underwear, and went to the pool. After soaking it, he came back and put it on Shen Jue's forehead.
It was only then that Shen Jue realized that this guy was testing the temperature of his forehead just now.
"I'll give you the patience, don't you know your body? It's weak like a chicken." Xia Houlin complained, pressing his head on his shoulder, "Hurry up and take a break and find a way to go down the mountain later.
weak as a chicken...
No one had ever said that to him. Shen Jue wanted to refute, but he didn't even have the strength to speak, so he reluctantly muttered, "You are just a chicken. Don't think about it, the mountain has been sealed long ago, and you can't go down."
Xia Houlin glanced at him and said, "Did you already know?"
"what do you know?"
"I know someone is going to deal with you, and I know it's going to be a killing game today." Xiahou Lin paused and asked again, "Situ told me that the day after tomorrow was going to be incense, is that what you asked him to say?"
Shen Jue murmured, and agreed, closed her eyes and rested in peace. Xia Houlin didn't speak any more, and let him lean against him without moving. He noticed something, raised his head and looked at Xia Houlin.
Xia Houlin frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. The powder on the eyes was washed off, revealing the thin scar. He has sharp eyebrows, and when he kills people, he is very violent, like an evil ghost Shura, but he is soft by nature. When he is quiet, his eyebrows are stretched, and he is introverted. When he frowns, there is always a feeling of loneliness and indifference, as if There was a gravestone in my heart.
Shen Jue suddenly couldn't grasp his temper. When he was with him, he was always easy-going, laughing and making trouble. Shen Jue had never seen him look so serious before.
Shouldn't he be angry
Shen Jue thought for a while and said, "You will only distract me."
"Do you think I will hold you back? Young master." Xia Houlin asked.
"I did not mean that."
"Then what do you mean?"
"Xiahou Ran," Shen Jue said, feeling upset and holding her temper, "your mother has worked hard to prepare a house and identity for you, so that you can live a normal life. You just need to stay at home safely, these things It's my business, you don't need to worry about it."
Shen Jue wanted to say something else, but Xia Houlin turned around, grabbed his shoulder, and stared into his eyes. He stopped and looked at Xia Houlin, his eyes as black as ink, and the perseverance like pig iron inside.
"I know what you're thinking. You want to protect me from danger, right?"
Shen Jue clenched his fists, looked away, and hummed.
"But I don't need it."
Shen Jue glared at him, "You!"
Xia Houlin raised his finger and sealed Shen Jue's mouth, "Listen to me." He continued, "How can the master be in danger and the subordinates sleep at home? Young master, you protect me, don't let me be the vanguard. You charge, I understand. But at least, let me fight alongside you."
Shen Jue was still stubborn, frowning and said, "I have my own calculations, I don't need you."
He has already made plans, and he knows how to go step by step. Before he came, he asked people to find out every stone and every leaf in the mountain field, and the map was printed in his mind, so he couldn't go wrong. The only thing he didn't expect was that he would get sick, but it didn't get in the way, he knew the herbs and he could take care of himself.
From the deep palace to the previous dynasty, it has always been like this, he is used to it, it doesn't matter.
"Really?" Xia Houlin didn't believe it, "Xu Ruoyu is a traitor, that guy pretended to be the King of Fortune, is it okay?"
"No."
"real?"
Shen Jue was silent for a while, and said rather unhappily, "It's fake."
"..." Xia Houlin clenched Shen Jue's shoulders tightly, his palms were hot, passing through the fabric, like two balls of fire burning on his shoulders.
"Master," Xia Houlin said word by word, "I used to be Jialan's knife, and I couldn't help it. Now I am willing to be your knife. So, tell me who your enemy is. It is Wan Bohai, Or someone else," his eyes gradually became sharp, like a piercing blade, "I'll kill him!"