The letter king Zhao Zhen said to Ji Qianqian: "I understand what you mean. Maybe this is a gift that God gave me. But after all, there are some imperfections in thinking about things alone. I have lofty ideals and I need everyone to go together. Do..."
With that, he looked up, and the battle in the night was always inseparable from the fire attack. The fire has started from the direction of the camp, and the sky to the west is faintly glowing, gradually changing into a magnificent light red.
"Go, sooner or later, this place will be blocked again, and we will be searched for by the other person." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen said, then took the sword and left.
What Ji Qianqian wants is not just a master craftsman. What she wants at this time is actually the opportunity to assist Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. Only today, Miss Ji Qianqian seems to have realized that she has said too much. She also understands that everything has a certain degree, and it is only natural that the upper person has a certain degree of concealment from the people below.
What's more, Xin Wang Zhaozhen's forward-looking attitude towards things has always been the source of her confidence in Wang Zhaozhen's ability to aspire to a magical weapon. Thinking about this, she obediently followed.
But when things came to an end, Ji Qianqian couldn't help but turn around and asked in a low voice, "Master Cui Hu, is it okay for us to leave from the east?" She thought of the person named Song Yishui when she was talking with Wang Zhao Zhen. There were some things that they did not say. Although almost everyone's attention was on Xin Wang Zhao Zhen at the time, the cautious and careful aristocratic lady did not let go of this detail.
Cui Hu glanced at her with a meaningful smile in his eyes. "Of course, the path Chitose directed is always a shortcut to victory." He replied, as if it were not enough, he patted his left chest with his hand.
"To say without humility, we often deal with them. It is not a simple matter to see through their arrangement at a glance." The experienced swordsman looked at the back of Xinwang Zhao Zhen, and praised: "Even if it is me, I will continue from now on. The direction of their attack can tell that their ambush should be in a certain direction from the south to the west, but it is still a lot worse than the thousand years."
As Cui Hu replied, he rushed to Wang Zhao Zhen's back and said, "Have you seen Chitose's hand? I bet he only used less than ten swords to deal with the Mongolian master and bomber. The thunderbolt attacked. The scope is extremely wide, but powerful weapons are often two-sided, and once they are detonated with a thunderbolt, they are bound to die."
Ji Qianqian didn't know much about martial arts, she seemed to understand but she couldn't understand, but she could clearly see this old world's respect for the letter king Zhao Zhen. Heroic and wise, decisive and tough. Such a royal family was really born for the seat of the Golden Luang Temple. I really want to see what he will achieve when he becomes the emperor. Ji Qianqian couldn't help taking a breath.
Among the grass, He Zizai was almost certain that the guys under the black robes had at least the strength of the Great Sword Master, but he expected the event to happen, but he didn't know the result.
He almost believed that Du Kun and the others were going to splatter blood on the spot, and finally couldn't help but rush out to stop them.
But the old man with white beard and hair who came out from behind Du Kun just lifted his sword and tapped and swiped. After a few gray lights flickered, those guys who he regarded as nightmares turned away. For a pile of corpses.
He Zi opened his mouth wide, suddenly wondering if he was dreaming.
The strength of the old man can no longer be described by the great master, it is simply a magical skill. No matter how ignorant and ignorant He Zizai is, he also knows that the entire Song Dynasty has such strength, definitely not more than one finger. Among these ten people, either are powerful generals who have been famous for a long time, or the originator of a sect, and the only ones left are those supported by the royal family.
Who is he
Then he saw Duquinte bend down and respectfully said to the old man: "Sage Zhang, you have worked hard."
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, which made He Zi keep rushing out from behind the sack for a while, unable to advance or retreat. In Mingjiao, there are many people surnamed Zhang. But there is only one qualified to be called a saint. Zhang Yuanzheng, the left apologetic sage who is in charge of the Mingjiao headquarters, has been the highest leader of Mingjiao since the right apologetic sage Zhong Xiang was killed by Kong Yanzhou. But the great sage king Yang Yao had not obtained permission from the Mingjiao headquarters to proclaim himself the great sage king. To put it bluntly, Yang Yao was self-reliant. The reason is naturally that Zhang Yuanzheng, the saint of the left apologetic, did not support their uprising.
All in all, Zhang Yuanzheng, the saint of the left apologetics, is now the highest veteran of Mingjiao.
He Zi's mind was a little confused for a while, he really couldn't figure out why he would meet such a big man in such a remote place. And it seems that he still came to help them.
"This... this..." He Zizai pointed to the old man with a bit of dumbfoundedness: "You, you are..."
The old man nodded, admitted his guess, and then replied: "This is a long story, so comfortable, let Guardian Du Kun take us to a safe place. I will explain to you more carefully."
"Du Kun... Protector?" He Zi looked at Du Kun, feeling that the world seemed to be overturned.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen and his party climbed up the stairs along the quiet mountain forest to the east, and the rustling footsteps of a team of fifteen people passed through the dense grass. It was cloudy tonight, the moon was covered, and the surrounding was pitch black with no fingers. But looking back, I occasionally separated the blades of grass and saw the dots of fire in the forest below the mountain. There was originally a brightly lit camp, but at this moment, only the embers of the sporadic charcoal in the dark remained.
"Our horse is still in the camp, Xinwang Zhao Zhen."
This is the third time she has asked this in this period of time. Xinwang Zhao Zhen knew that Luo Yueer was heartbroken by her horse, so she couldn't help but smile and shook her head.
"They will go back, right, believer Zhao Zhen?" Luo Yueer's beautiful eyes were shining with the fire from the mountain. She turned her head, raised her white chin and asked.
"Maybe only God knows it." Xinwang Zhao Zhen replied. Whether this team will go on the road to death is not his decision, but whether he can influence Xiao Shanhe's views.
"But, they clearly realize that this is a trap, they should be vigilant--" Luo Yueer asked: "Xinwang Zhao Zhen, didn't you say that Xiao Shanhe is a smart guy?"
"It's too smart." Xinwang Zhao Zhen knows that Xiao Shanhe can see that Yang Yao can't achieve the climate, which shows that his overall outlook is still very strong.
"So they are calculating each other." Ji Qianqian asked. "Yes." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded and agreed.
"I really don't understand, what are the reasons they did this." Ji Qianqian couldn't help but said.
The letter king Zhao Zhen smiled. He looked at the undulating mountains in the distance intertwined with each other, forming dark shadows with different layers in the dark night, and shook his head slightly. why? It is not for the interests, rights and talents in Mingjiao.
The letter king Zhao Zhen has taken everyone to the top of the mountain. The wind rushed towards his face and suddenly became a lot bigger. The flowing cold air roaring from the northern mountain pass suddenly passed through the forest and blew everyone.
The letter king Zhao Zhen sniffed the smell of the wind. He stared at the dark, quiet valley on the other side of the hillside. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then the surprise turned into reality. He was very familiar with this valley, because he was trained here after nine hundred sides, but at that time he had a detailed map here, he said: "Go down the valley, walk north along the valley and go out of this mountain. Up."
As the group descended into the valley, they had slid down the slope on one side as if they had cut off all sounds from the other side. The valley is silent, and you can't even hear the most common insects in the entire summer.
Walking in the dark forest by the starlight, there is no obvious path in the woodland between the valleys. Everyone took their swords to clear the way and walked in the rugged, mossy forest. Looking around, I can occasionally see the flashes of fluorescence in the pitch black.
Those are fireflies, things that many modern people have never seen in their lives. In that era, it was the most common insect.
It's not the first time that Ji Qianqian and Luo Yue'er are on the road at night, so they marched in the jungle. Although they were nervous, they were not too afraid. The twelve guards are even more calm. If the elite soldiers of the Royal Army who are born and die are afraid of the dark, it would be too funny to say it.
A clear call came from the woods near the camp, and a group of people approached quickly along with hurried and messy footsteps.
A girl with long hair pressed one hand on the hair tip behind her head, turned her head, her thick eyelashes blinked, and her pupils reflected the light of a burning fire not far away.
Along with the flames of wood burning, sparks fluttered with a'crack', and her faint eyes flickered.
"Senior Brother Xia, listening to the voice, it seems that it is Senior Brother Lu and the others. Didn't they go to Lin Yuexuan and Song Yishui, why are they back again. They found it, or did they have any trouble?"
The young man from Senior Brother Xia alertly raised the crescent halberd in his hand. In addition to the nearly one-foot-long gun blade, the crescent-shaped sharp edge on the side is one of the most striking features of this weapon. The sharp edge stretches to one side along a bright silver edge.
Ma Yueying raised her head, and in the vision of his shining eyes, several people hurriedly rushing from the forest were reflected.
She frowned. For the girl, their team has different meanings. She is an orphan adopted by Du Kun, and this collective is more like a huge family to her. Every time she fights, it is not for money or Mingjiao's reputation, but to protect her family and the weak.
But apart from martial arts fighting, she didn't seem to know what to do anymore. Only fighting hard.
However, for many years, their team has been repeating victory and justice, and everyone's confidence has increased day by day, and gradually converged into a sense of honor.
But this kind of pride was hit head-on tonight. Ma Yueying didn't understand where these enemies came from, but there was no doubt that the enemies were very strong. They are extremely tricky and terribly tenacious opponents.
She had some bad premonitions in her heart, tension and exhaustion made her heart pound in the girl's chest. "What's the matter?" Ma Yueying asked when a companion stopped.
"Ma Yueying, Lin Yuexuan found it." Ma Yueying's companion immediately responded. Ma Yueying's eyes flashed. She put down the crescent halberd, tossed her long hair, and then asked: "What does the guardian say, shall we move on or just retreat?"
There was a whisper in the crowd. The girl named Ma Yueying's favor with He Zizai was a fact that they, the Mingjiao Protector Corps, were well aware of. On the contrary, a few of the parties were silently silent about it. It's just a pity that this love can only be buried in the bottom of my heart. Because Lin Yuexuan is He Zizai's fiancée, her relationship with that woman may not be good.
"Lin Yuexuan is very beautiful and smart, so he must be more favored by the guardian." A young man whispered to others. Ma Yueying pretended to indifferently snorted, then raised her head and gave them a fierce look.
An older person in the team said: "Ma Yueying, the guardian has decided to move northwest. He asked us to tell you and Song Yishui, you two will lead a team to clear the way. Let's go with you, shall we?"
Ma Yueying smiled suddenly and said: "If this is the case, let's go!" She turned around and moved in the direction said by the law protector.
Several young people stared at the girl's back for a while, but they didn't understand Ma Yueying's worries. The strength of the people sent by Yang Yao to chase them is far beyond expectation, but why didn't Law Protector Xiao Shanhe order a retreat temporarily? Instead, insist on resisting. Is it confident, or is it for other reasons
Ma Yueying actually didn't want to continue resisting, it was pure death. But since the law protector had issued the order, she had no room for disobedience. The only thing left was the crescent halberd in her hand.
Entering Mingjiao is not an ordinary sect. She was raised by her adoptive father, and at the moment when her adoptive father gave herself this crescent halberd, she had already made up her mind to fight with this crescent halberd even if she lost her life. At the last minute.
But after walking for a while, she thought of another thing. She turned her head and asked everyone: "I remember that young businessman camped near here, why didn't you see it around?"
"Follow him, now we can't control ourselves anymore, maybe it's... gone away..."
Several people followed, and the older person replied hesitantly. After all, they are not Xiao Shanhe's cronies. In fact, not everyone of Xiao Shanhe's subordinates is his cronies. They will know that the person named Zhao Zhen is just using each other's relationship with them. Therefore, most people still think that they are just as temporary alliances as they appear on the surface.
The girl frowned and said, "Then let's find it in this direction."
"So... okay?" a young companion said. "Why it's not good, we can't let people say treachery." Ma Yueying replied.
The few people behind laughed again, obviously soft-hearted, but they were looking for a grand-sounding excuse. They are willing to be with her mostly because of the kindness of this girl, of course, mostly from the point of view of kindness.
But just as the girl's voice fell, another strange laugh came from the forest. The laughter was jerky, and the horror and coldness was full of a kind of horror.
Ma Yueying's complexion changed, and as soon as she looked up, she immediately saw the man standing on the treetop wearing a black robe with a red rim. On the robe was embroidered with a red flame icon. Next to the flame icon, there was a Song typeface written by the Great Sage King.
Obviously, this person is the subordinate of Great Sage King Yang Yao, and he is the one who makes ugly laughter. And on the other side of this guy, a big man with his hair curled into a lot of small braids, the big man's open chest revealed rock-like muscles and thick chest hair.
"When did these people come? Why didn't I find out?"
The girl was startled and her brows frowned. Although she didn't know who the two were, she seemed to understand that one of them was a subordinate of the Great Sage King Yang Yao, and the other was a northern barbarian warrior sent by the people of the Kingdom of Jin. , Both must be tough opponents.
"Little girl." The Mingjiao Great Saint Wang Cultist who wore a black robe smiled and said sharply: "You said someone has gone away from here?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Ma Yueying raised her crescent halberd, gritted her teeth and replied.
In this attack, Xiao Shanhe's Mingjiao disciples lost several teams, and one of them was a brother who had an excellent relationship with her. Although she has been taught martial arts in Ming Dynasty, she has long been accustomed to life and death, but this does not mean that she can get along peacefully with the enemy who caused all this. Life and death is the choice of the heavens, but the enemy is the enemy.
"It doesn't matter. Several of my companions seem to have been damaged by those people. Then I will take your breath away." The Mingjiao Great Sage's Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "Abazhe, shoot. ."
With a "swish", a black arrow flew towards the girl in the air.
The girl snorted, and the crescent halberd instantly flew away. However, the strong response on the arm surprised her secretly, just shooting an arrow, and resisting it had already made her whole right arm numb faintly. However, her performance was clearly beyond the expectations of the disciple of the high-ranking Mingjiao Great Sage King. "The strength of martial arts! Xiao Shanhe's subordinates are indeed Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers. A little girl has such strength, it is really unexpected!"
"There are so many things you can't think of-Abach, let go!"
Ma Yueying gritted her teeth and quickly leaped up with her backhand, and in one fell swoop, she stabbed the guy opposite. A flash of light flashed immediately, and a long light was drawn along the edge of the crescent halberd. Along with this lightning crescent halberd, there was a "whoop" that pierced the air, and it had leaped over a distance of several meters to the disciple of the Great Sage King of Mingjiao.
But before the crescent halberd hit the black-robed man, it was blocked by a shield. The halberd and the shield collided with each other, electric sparks splashed, and the branches under the disciples of the high-level Mingjiao Great Sage immediately broke, but he instantly broke Jump onto another tree branch. He jumped onto the branch of the tree, but he himself didn't move at all, not even the corner of his robe was blown.
"What a sharp weapon, it's really rare." After looking at the branch for a long time, the black robe man exclaimed.