Fan Xian stretched out his arm and reached out to grab the black box among the scattered silver ingots all over the floor.
There was a slightly rough but very textured touch from his fingers. This familiar and wonderful feeling seemed to infuse infinite courage and true energy into his body in an instant, making him throw away all timidity and fear. , full of confidence, never paying attention to the ship that was about to hit behind him.
However, he rushed into the cabin, and the series of actions were so fast that he didn't notice anyone beside him.
So when he was full of ambitions, carrying the black box on his back, and was about to get out of the cabin, enter the mainland, and dominate the world..., he was surprised to find that there was another person wearing the official uniform of the Overwatch Council beside him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
He was just stunned for a while, because this person was Hong Changqing, a close confidant of the Qi Nian team that he gave important tasks. There was no time to talk, Fan Xian just glanced at him, the meaning of this glance was very clear - I sent an arrow, why don't you run away
Hong Changqing stared back at him blankly, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear—one hundred and thirty thousand taels of silver, how could he be willing to lose it and run away? I have to watch it for you, my lord, right
The so-called sympathy, could it be this kind of eye contact
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As soon as his eyes touched, Hong Changqing stood behind Fan Xian extremely quickly, and Fan Xian's left hand, which was as inescapable as a black dragon, also grabbed Hong Changqing's back of the neck fiercely.
There's a bang! An arrow hit Hong Changqing's waist with incomparable accuracy, and countless blood blossomed out. Hong Changqing's face turned pale in an instant. Although he took the first step to block Fan Xian's arrow bravely, he never thought that this arrow would break through his blade wind so easily and hit his body.
The arrow didn't stop, it pierced fiercely into the silver ingots scattered on the ship's board, and it happened to plunge into the silver ingots. It looked like an iron pick wearing a steamed bun, very cute... very scary.
With a sullen face, Fan Xian ran towards the stern of the boat with a suitcase in one hand and Hong Changqing's nape in the other. Arrows behind him fell like rain, following his footsteps, chasing his soul, but did not let his feet become chaotic or slow down.
"Look for the black knight, let's meet again!"
Fan Xian stepped on the railing of the stern, and slapped Hong Changqing's chest and abdomen, unable to speak, and injected a trace of Tianyi's gentle Qi, which temporarily sealed his blood. And his person, like a big bird, jumped up with the power of this beat, flitting lightly and feebly but extremely fast.
The next moment, he had already landed on the shore, and he didn't turn his head to look at Hong Changqing who fell into the sea miserably. Although he didn't know how much damage that arrow had caused Qingwa, he firmly believed that Qingwa would not die. Since he survived that hell-like island, he will definitely survive this time. .
This may be a kind of psychological self-consolation, or a blessing, or maybe Fan Xian really believes in Qingwa's ability to pretend to be dead.
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maritime.
Xu Maocai covered half of his bleeding cheek, and said viciously: "Oars backward!" The navy warship under him began to turn the rudder very flexibly, away from the fighting on the coastline. There was thick smoke on the sea at this time, mixing with the white mist, making people's sight even worse. Xu Maocai knew that he had to take advantage of this opportunity to stay away from this troubled place, and follow the young master's plan to start drifting on the sea, and rush back to Jiaozhou when necessary.
The boat retreated quickly in the sea, Xu Maocai stared at the white sailboat on the coast, his pupils shrunk. He could no longer help Fan Xian at this time, and he was very worried about whether Fan Xian would be able to escape.
There was a loud bang!
The only intact one among the three naval warships, like a killer whale rushing to the shore to catch sea lions, slammed into the white sail official ship of the Overwatch Council fiercely and unstoppably!
Disturbed by this powerful impact force, the sea water on the shore seemed to boil, setting off waves half a person's height, centered on the shore, and strongly spreading around. Hearing a series of rattling sounds, it seemed that the official ship of the Overwatch Council was about to be smashed apart by the impact.
And at the moment of the collision, six or seven figures, relying on the huge force of the impact, soared from the naval warship, still maintaining a perfect formation in the air, and landed on the strong The stern of the Overwatch Council official ship shook.
The most breathtaking was the one among the six or seven people, Yan Xiaoyi, who was dressed in black thin armor, like a god, came from the sky, and landed on the deck at the stern like a rock. After landing, there is no movement at all!
Beside him are five personal guards from the Beiying camp.
Yan Xiaoyi arrived quickly, but Fan Xian and the subordinates of Qi Nian's team ran even faster. At this time, there was no one in the official boat except for the silver ingots and sawdust all over the floor.
Yan Xiaoyi stood at the stern of the boat, staring at the shore indifferently, staring at the black spot that was going away quickly, turned back his wrist, and shook his right arm!
At some point, the soul-devouring longbow bound with gold threads appeared in his hand, he shot the arrow and controlled the string, a series of movements were done in one go, like flowing water.
At this time, the distance between the stern of the boat and Fan Xian's body on the shore was neither too far nor too close, which was the distance where the longbow could exert its most lethal power. I saw the black feather arrow leaving the string, surpassing the wind and thunder!
This arrow has condensed Yan Xiaoyi's peak spirit and strength, and it seems that he has faintly broken through the so-called speed limit, crossed the barrier of space, and is invincible. One moment he was still on the bowstring, but the next moment he was behind Fan Xian!
Fan Xian had no time to look back at this time, and he couldn't turn back. Even though he became the fastest evasive person in the world under Wu Zhu's training, after a night of fighting and escaping, facing Yan Xiaoyi since last night, The fastest and most domineering arrow. He still couldn't escape.
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Unsurprisingly, the tip of the arrow stabbed hard into Fan Xian's back, no, it should have hit the black box that Fan Xian was carrying!
A muffled groan came from the fog on the shore, the black spot seemed to stagger a bit, almost fell to the ground by the arrow, but for some reason, it immediately stood up from the ground and galloped quickly towards the distance.
not dead
not dead!
Covered by thick fog, everyone on the boat could only vaguely see Fan Xian's figure. Even with eyesight as strong as Yan Xiaoyi's, they couldn't clearly see the details of the arrow hitting him. On the faces of Yan Xiaoyi's five master soldiers, there was a trace of fear and doubt. After chasing and killing Fan Xian overnight, everyone's confidence gradually lost.
There is actually someone in this world who can slip down from a smooth cliff hundreds of feet high!
There is actually someone in this world who can be shot with an arrow by the governor with all his strength, but only staggers!
These master soldiers suddenly thought of the origin of the person they were chasing, the legendary Tianmai, and many stories related to Fan Xian.
Yan Xiaoyi's heart will inevitably have some emotional agitation, but he is indifferent to that face, unable to see the change in his heart. As soon as he patted the railing of the boat, he had already floated to the shore, and the sound of galloping horses could be faintly heard in the forest on the shore.
The five master soldiers at the stern glanced at each other, and rushed to the shore with determination.
After a while, a group of cavalry galloped from the forest, and gave up their mounts to Yan Xiaoyi and his party of six.
Yan Xiaoyi's preparations were not insufficient. This trip to Danzhou for trapping and killing was carried out by water and land, with a horse under him, how could Fan Xian escape
With the sound of horseshoes, the team chasing and killing Fan Tesi disappeared into the mist on the shore. After the white-sailed official ship was hit by the impact, it began to sink slowly into the icy sea water, with corpses and debris floating everywhere on the sea surface.
Hong Changqing jumped down, Fan Xian jumped down, Yan Xiaoyi and his soldiers also jumped down, and 130,000 taels of silver also sank.
The hunt continues.
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A day later, in the primeval dense forest in the north of Danzhou, behind a big tree, Fan Xian in black was sitting on the moss, panting vigorously, and from time to time he reached out his hand to wipe away the ooze from the corners of his lips. bloody.
Then he gently stroked the small spot on the surface of the box in his arms, feeling chills in his heart. Since I was a teenager, I knew how strong this box was, and I couldn't leave a trace with the black dagger given by Mr. Fei, but who would have thought that Yan Xiaoyi's arrow in the air would leave a mark on the box.
From this we can see how tyrannical Yan Xiaoyi's arrow was.
Presumably those people didn't expect that they dared to directly block the arrow. A smile appeared on the corner of Fan Xian's lips. With such a box on his body, if he didn't use it as a bulletproof vest, he would be stupid.
It's just that he knew that although the box blocked the arrow's point from piercing his body, it couldn't block the sharp arrow intent and the powerful vibration force transmitted, so his internal organs were wounded more and more, and his true energy began to grow. Some signs of confusion.
That's why he was trapped in an area less than ten miles away by Yan Xiaoyi's hunting team in the dense forest in the north of Danzhou.
But Fan Xian wasn't worried, instead he began to faintly get excited deep in his heart. He suppressed his slightly panting breath, and opened the long and narrow black box with his hands and fingers lightly.
Inside the box were those unpretentious, even seemingly simple metal strips, but Fan Xian knew that these were far inferior to Yan Xiaoyi's domineering and beautiful thing wrapped in a gold silk longbow, but it was the most terrifying weapon in the world. .
He closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then began to move his hands quickly in the box. With a series of simple and beautiful sounds of clicking, clicking, and clicking, a weapon that did not belong to this world calmly appeared in this way. in his hands.
The last time this weapon appeared in this world, it directly led to the bizarre deaths of the two princes of the Qing Kingdom, which led to the enthronement of Prince Cheng, and gave the current His Majesty Qing the opportunity to sit on the Dragon Throne. From a certain point of view, the destruction of the Wei Dynasty, the changes in the general situation of the world, the strength of the Qing Kingdom...the source of all this was the heavy sniper in Fan Xian's hand at this time.
M82A1, a simple code name, a black box, a legendary artifact.
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After dealing with all this, Fan Xian closed the box, held the gun in his arms, and took a nap for a while, but he couldn't enter the real state of meditation. First, Yan Xiaoyi in the forest behind him was like a mad tiger. Attached to himself, secondly, the metallic texture coming from his arms distracted him a little.
He felt that he was not in Qing Kingdom, not in this world, as if he was in the old world that had been lost for many years, in the mountains and forests of Yunnan, fighting desperately with those vicious mercenaries.
This absurd feeling distorted his whole mind, it was just the intense exhaustion and the excited anticipation of what would happen later that prevented him from throwing down the gun.
Fleeing all the way here from the seaside, Fan Xian has never had a chance to fight back, perhaps because of a cautious defect in his bones, he has always just carried the box on his back and headed into the dense forest. When passing by Danzhou, he was afraid that it would bring unknowable harm to the people in the city and his grandmother, so he naturally couldn't go to ask for help, so he drew an arc from a distance, leading Yan Xiaoyi and his party to the forest behind the cliff middle.
The previous scenes of setting up the guns have proved that Fan Xian has not abandoned this training over the years. He still remembers that when Cangshan was newly married, he practiced with this heavy sniper on the snow-capped mountains every night, so his chest was full of excitement. confidence.
If Yan Xiaoyi is a strong man who has maximized the power of long-distance cold weapons, then Fan Xian is a beginner who has been training hard for a long time and tried long-distance sniping for the first time.
This is a duel between the pinnacle of cold weapons and the gunpowder civilization.
And this comparison, from the very beginning, is unfair.
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There's a bang!
An arrow ruthlessly nailed into the big tree Fan Xian was leaning against.
But Fan Xian didn't even open his eyes, and he didn't make any defensive moves. He knew that those people led by Yan Xiaoyi were also masters of tracking arrows. Hearing the sound of the arrows, he knew that Yan Xiaoyi was approaching. On the opposite mountainside, staring at the movement here, the two places are far apart.
This kind of little temptation can't make him stupid enough to expose his figure.
I don't know how long he had been adjusting his breath. Fan Xian opened his eyes and realized his physical condition. In such a complicated and dangerous mountain forest sniper battle, he couldn't get enough rest and it was difficult to recover his vitality. He can't spend too much time here.
He tied the black box back to his body, cut off some vine branches and leaves with a dagger as a camouflage, and carefully checked the five small organs he left in front of and behind the tree, holding the heavy sniper rifle in his right hand, Using the big tree as a cover, he walked up the mountain cautiously.
Thinking of the people who died that night, Fan Xian licked his dry lips while crawling.