Everyone, look at me, I looked at you, and suddenly moved. Everyone drew out their knives, guns, swords, halberds, halberds, halberds, and halberds. Under the leadership of these three, they went out one after another. I rushed to my horse, turned over and leaped to follow the horse, and even stepped on the feces on the ground to fly all over the sky. I was lucky enough to splash my pants, almost all my head and face were all on the horse first. He had just arrived at the intersection and was about to speed up. He was pulled to the ground by the reins, kicked up with his fists and feet and covered his face: "Fuck you uncle, don't you see the road when you drive?"
Then, the friend of the rider immediately drew his sword at each other and yelled: "Let go of him, you are doing it, I'm not welcome!" Before the voice fell, the sentence "You fucking come down" rang around him, and did not follow the grandson. Pulled down, the same punches are added...
In an instant, the two gangs started crackling and fighting!
Xue Muhua and the Youjia brothers rushed into the crowd, raising their hands and shouting vigorously: "Don't do it, you have something to say..." As they desperately squeezed forward to separate the crowd, who knew that they had just walked a few steps, and there were two swords and lights on the side. Just got up front!
The relationship between these heroes is inherently very complicated. Some are friends, some are fellows, some are alliances, some are guilds, and some are small groups divided by geographical relations. After the fight, someone called the brother-in-law old. Biao, fellow cousin, and some simply called out the names of martial artists, Liangshan Foshan, etc., and others followed suit-in an instant, almost everyone outside Juxianzhuang joined the melee, and Get to know someone you don't know and do it!
In order to successfully host this hero meeting, the Youjia brothers collected the best wine in Shixiang Bali. When the hall greeted everyone, they went straight to it. They wanted to gain a reputation for hospitality and boldness, but they didn't know that this became the group. Everyone couldn't hold back the burning aid of the beating under the stimulation of alcohol. One inadvertently injured several. After seeing the blood, the group of heroes was even more passionate. When the opponent's vitals were shot, the scene was boiling to the top!
Xue Muhua and the three of them jumped up and down, pulled left and right, pulled this and that and fought again, and pulled that and took the opportunity to stab them, and then they even beat them together—who the hell can handle this situation Ah, so I didn’t care at all. I pulled Sister Dongfang and we went straight into the backyard: “They beat them, let’s go through the back door!”
We walked through the corridor from the front yard to the back yard. While we were walking, suddenly a young man in his twenties hurried past us with a long sword in his hand and went straight to the front hall. Sister Dongfang's eyes flashed with pity. Lulu, stopped and volleyed towards his back, the kid suddenly fell to the ground unconsciously with a snap!
I was taken aback. Sister Dongfang was about to ask the question. She shook her head and said, "I'm too young. It's a pity to die, I'll help you!"
"Are you not letting him go to death?" I said suddenly: "So you knocked him out?"
"Exactly!" Sister Dongfang glanced at me: "Your eyes are not right, what's the matter, did I save someone wrong?"
I anxiously said: "Let’s go! Now there are many fans of this kind of fresh meat. They care whether you save people or beat people. Anyway, it’s your fault if you stick it-you don’t want his fans to post. The post asks you to apologize, right?"
When I understand it, Sister Dongfang is also a little scared: "You are right, but I am not thinking about it!"
We hurried out from the back door of Juxianzhuang and went back to the official road to find the carriage. Looking around, there was no car or horse coming, but we couldn’t take care of the urgent matter. We just said to the three people along the road. The direction chased up-this Qiao Feng is too strange, I have to see what is going on!
As for the situation of Juxianzhuang, I finally learned the details from Jianghubao's inquiries a long time later: the battle was really terrible. The martial arts people killed and wounded actually accounted for 70% of the total number. The two brothers of Juxian Village owner, Youjia, died in the melee, and countless others were disabled. Only Xue Muhua got his life back because he crawled from the cow dung to the side on the ground, but was stepped out of countless shoes. The wound was contaminated by cow dung. After healed, various shoehorn patterns appeared on his body. In order to cover up the pattern, he was forced to use a needle to pierce other pictures on his body and apply cinnabar. Indigo, unexpectedly, triggered a wave of martial arts people using needles to pierce pictures-this practice is called a tattoo, which also means to escape from the dead!
Although this is a fratricidal melee, and it is impossible to test who the deceased died, but these survivors agreed upon Xue Muhua’s suggestion that the whole incident was caused by Qiao Feng and the Juxianzhuang tragedy. He must bear the main responsibility, and the little fresh meat that was rescued by Dongfang Sister is even more thorough. He directly pointed the signs to Qiao Feng, vowing to avenge his father and uncle by slashing Qiao Feng to the end of the world. His name is You Tanzhi.
This situation is exactly the same as that of a bad movie weird "Wolf Warriors 2"-you said this has something to do with Qiao Feng, who is your own stupid stranger
… Sister Dongfang and I chased all the way outside, and soon we reached a fork in the road. One side of the two roads was an official road, flat and smooth, and the other side was going along the mountain to the top of the mountain. The coachman stopped and asked me : "Where to go?"
"Uh..." I hesitated for a moment, then turned to ask Dongfang sister: "You said it!"
Sister Dongfang didn't refuse, she glanced out the window, and affirmed: "They have gone up the mountain!"
"Really?" I said: "How do you know, is it because you look at the print of the car on the ground?"
"No. You look up, are those two Qiao Feng and others?"
I looked forward along the mountain road, and I saw a man and a woman riding a horse on the mountainside...
We hurriedly drove up to the mountain, but unfortunately the speed of the horse-drawn cart was different from the speed of a man riding a horse. After we went up the mountain, we found that both of them were gone. I could only stand on the roof of the car and look around, vaguely seeing the east. There was a figure standing on the edge of the deep valley, thinking that it was impossible for anyone to come up in such a place without problems, so he drove to the east after getting in the car, and came before the deep valley not long.
When we got down from the carriage, we saw a stalwart man sitting on the boulder beside the deep valley, carrying a huge sword on his back, looking straight into the valley without squinting, as if looking at something very interesting, I face down Looking at nothing, I couldn't help being curious. Although I knew from the shape and style of the sword that he was not Qiao Feng, I couldn't help but step forward and asked: "Dude, can I ask something?"
The stalwart man ignored me at all, his eyes were as deep as water, he just stared at the deep valley in a daze, his eyes blurred...
I want to ask again. Just at this moment, Sister Dongfang pulled me and said to the other side: "Hey, do you think those two are Qiao Feng?"
Turning my head, I found that the deep valley was shaped like a candied haw. The place where the stalwart man stood was the hawthorn at the bottom of the candied haw. The position is invisible and blocked. There are a man and a woman standing under the cliff, and looking affectionately into the valley. Their eyes are exactly the same as the man here, they are almost the same as watching him in a 3D movie of paralysis, without blinking their eyes. !
Sister Dongfang’s voice was not high, but she didn’t know if it was due to internal forces. With a sound, people on both sides raised their heads and looked at us together. After following, they found each other. In the action, I saw that the other party was doing the same thing as he was doing—the burly man with the sword back snorted and drew his feet towards the other party, while that Qiao Feng looked around for a moment, seeing that there was no escape from the surroundings, he had no choice but to laugh. He also greeted him—Judging from the expressions of the two of them, the man with the sword back is obviously to be held accountable, while Qiao Feng’s posture is to prepare for an embarrassing dance...
I was pretty sure almost immediately that this Qiao Feng is 100% problematic. If it is not a fake or inferior product, then he must be one of us. Only by our possession can he change so much!
How could the real Qiao Feng escape? The people of Juxianzhuang who should have died in his hands turned into melee to death. This is totally unscientific!
Sister Dongfang and I immediately followed, hoping to help him in times of crisis.
When I was walking, I suddenly noticed something. The right hand of the sword-backing man was just a sleeve. In addition to the shape and appearance of the giant sword on his back, my heart suddenly woke up: " This guy is one-armed and carrying a giant sword. Could it be... ”
I looked at Sister Dongfang, she was also turning her head to look at me. We both understood each other's meaning from each other's eyes, and we all guessed the identity of this sword-backed man. Such an obvious feature can be concealed—not waiting. When I spoke, Sister Dongfang Lengding blurted out to the man and said, "Please stay!"
The sword-backed man continued to move forward without looking back, but in the respect of the master, he faintly returned the sentence: "What's the matter?"
Sister Dongfang said as she walked: "This hero, from your figure and the heavy sword on your back, if I read correctly, you should be..."
The sword-backed man stood still abruptly, but he still didn't look back, but he was slightly surprised: "Do you know me?"
"How could you not know each other?" Sister Dongfang said hesitantly: "You are the peach field of the seven Ninja swords and never cut it!"
Sword-backed man: "... Uh, you read it wrong!" After speaking, continue to move forward...
I:"… "
I was almost out of breath at the time, and stomped my feet and yelled at Sister Dongfang: "How could it be that the peach land will not be cut again? Sister Dongfang, please stop nonsense. If you don't cut your arms, it will be the same. You look like this one has two. The man with the arm?"
The back of the man walking with the sword on his back staggered, and finally walked a tightrope to regain stability, but the center of gravity drifted...
Sister Dongfang yelled, slapped her forehead suddenly, and said in annoyance: "I was wrong, he is definitely not-this Xiongtai, are you a ghost?" After she squeezed her eyes at me, she said proudly: "Ghost shark can regenerate arms, can't it be wrong this time, right?"
I spouted a mouthful of old blood, and dying to say: "You will be mad at me..." (End of this chapter)