The night gradually darkens.

The waning moon hangs high in the nine heavens.

The night breeze is cold and the night air is cool.

Zhao Xin stayed alone in the antique and purple-scented room.

He was well served, his broken legs were treated in time, and Doctor Lu said that Zhao Xin had a good foundation, after all, he was a martial artist, and with some valuable assistance, it would not take long to fully recover in just one month.

"My day!"

After listening to this passage, this was Zhao Xin's first reaction.

A month later, thousands of people in the Black Tiger Village do not know how many times they will die, and the imperial army will begin to encircle and suppress tomorrow.

It's different.

This time, the scale of the imperial court bandit army will inevitably be better than the previous times, and the strength of the Black Tiger Village has not improved, but has decreased a lot, the first few times, the masters have been killed and injured, and Gu Qing, the only one who can hold the scene, is still in a state of injury.

Judging from this situation, Black Tiger Village has no other possibility of survival except to abandon the village in advance and run away.

"Blessing!

Zhao Xin shouted a few times.

"Young Master, what do you command?"

Rifle smiled flatteringly.

Zhao Xin pondered a little and said lightly: "You go and help the young master do something." ”

"Young master, if you have something, just tell me. ”

"You immediately bring a letter to the Black Tiger Village and hand it over to the military advisor!"

Zhao Xin ordered, and he took out a prepared letter from his bosom and threw it to Laifu.

"This ......"

Laifu, who had always been obedient, suddenly fell silent, and froze in place, motionless, and did not pick up the letter.

"What are you doing in place?!"

Zhao Xin frowned.

"Young master, I'm sorry, the minion can't do it!"

Laifu lowered his head, his attitude was still respectful, but his tone was tough.

"Okay, Laifu, your wings are stiff, you don't even listen to the young master?!"

Zhao Xin pretended to be angry.

"Young master, this thing is absolutely impossible, not long ago, the county commander personally led the army to block the various passages of the Black Tiger Vein, and when it dawned tomorrow, he was going to attack!"

Laifu continued: "Now, the road down the mountain in the Black Tiger Village has been fenced out, even if the slave has the ability to fly, it is impossible to bring this letter up, not to mention that it is too late!"

"What!?"

Zhao Xin's face was like ashes, he never expected this Xie Yuanqing's action to be so fast, it was more like preparing in advance, just waiting for Zhao Xin to get off the mountain, he would have no scruples, and he could go all out to capture the Black Tiger Village.

"It's over!"

Zhao Xin regretted not at the beginning, he knew that he would not go down the mountain so early, he stayed in the Black Tiger Village, and that Xie Yuanqing did not dare to act rashly, after all, he was the son of the Zhao family, and his identity was too noble, if something happened, Zhao Wouji became angry, it was a catastrophe, and no one in the world could bear it.

"Laifu, you go and call my father. ”

Zhao Xin had to make one last effort, hoping to persuade Zhao to help.

"Master, I have been told, he doesn't want to see the young master. ”

Rifle lowered his head and said slowly.

"Alas. ”

Zhao Xin sighed, Zhao Xin's attitude was very clear.

"Go down and don't bother me. ”

Zhao Xin was very disappointed, his eyes were blank.

He has only been with the people of Black Tiger Village for a few days, but I don't know when he started, and he has some feelings, although the old boy Duolong is a slippery head, shameless, and not righteous, but he is not bad, after all, he is just a small person, and he can't expect too much from him.

Wang Xiaoer is an innocent child, who grew up in the Black Tiger Village at a young age but was not stained by the mud, righteous enough, and respected him very much as a big boss, and regarded him as an idol.

There is also Zhao Angxing, a cheap son, this man looks like he is five big and three coarse, and often makes some strange moves, but he is actually a person who is rough and meticulous.

For the survival of Black Tiger Village, he doesn't care about his own face, he can be respectful to a military advisor of unknown origin, and he can please the second-generation children like Zhao Xin.

Finally, there is that Gu Qing, after all, she is a great beauty, although she hates it a little, but Zhao Xin still doesn't want her to lose her fragrance and jade, at least she can't die at the hands of others.

......

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Xin made up his mind.

With a thought, he summoned the template.

Name: Xin Zhao

Cultivation: The double pinnacle of martial arts

Exercises: Little Heavenly Demon Gong [Dacheng]

Talent: Soul Reaper (Strength for each unit killed)

Avatar: Nether Walk (Bronze)

Skill points: 0 (upgradeable exercises, supernatural powers)

Mall (already open)

Ready: Boots of Speed

Gold: 200

At the same time, he opened the mall again.

Eyes fall on the [Life Potion] among the consumables.

A bottle of potion is worth 50 gold coins, and it is indeed a healing treasure that can be called against the sky.

As long as there is a drop of blood left, it is theoretically possible to return to its peak state by constantly drinking [Life Potion].

"Buy 4 bottles!"

Zhao Xin snorted.

The remaining 200 gold coins disappear instantly.

It made his heart ache.

At the same time, he also had four more vials of red glass potion in his hand.

Without saying a word, he opened a bottle and poured it directly from his mouth.

"Cool, this one is still strawberry flavored. ”

Zhao Xin drank a bottle with satisfaction, and it was refreshing for a while.

The blood-red potion turned into a warm current and radiated into Zhao Xin's limbs, constantly healing his injuries all over his body, and then he was shrouded in a burst of broken red light.

"And special effects. ”

Zhao Xinle was happy.

At this time, the injuries in his legs were recovering very quickly.

Flesh and blood regenerate, bones are perfectly regenerated and linked.

A burst of Su Shuang.

But after more than ten seconds, the refreshment disappeared.

"Alas, the effect of the medicine has passed. ”

A bottle of [Life Elixir] made Zhao Xin's injuries healed by half.

Seeing this, he did not hesitate to take a bottle of red medicine.

"Ahh A bottle of red medicine goes down to the stomach, and the race is over the living immortals. ”

Zhao Xin was refreshed, looking like he was about to ascend to heaven.

It didn't take long for Zhao Xin to find that his whole body was refreshed, his waist was not sore, and his legs were not painful, and the effect of this medicine was awesome.

With only two bottles of potions, his legs, which had been broken in the morning, were healed in the evening.

"Hmph. ”

Zhao Xin jumped off the big bed, full of spirits.

"It's time, it's my turn!"

He changed into a strong suit and decided to go to the battlefield to save the people in Black Tiger Village.

Of course, before leaving, he also went to the Zhao family's martial arts arena to secretly take a spear, and took out a BMW in the stable along the way.

In this way, on a dark and windy night, Zhao Xin rushed to the battlefield with one person, one gun and one horse.

This decision, even he himself did not know whether it was right or wrong.

It's just that, whether it's right or wrong, he makes a choice, and he won't regret it.