"Master, what's outside?"

Ning Caichen asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, it's just that the demons who have cultivated for hundreds of years have come here. Fahai said casually: "Don't worry, it has been solved now." ”

"How many hundred years of cultivation?" Fu Qingfeng's voice raised an octave, since his father had an accident, they had fallen into the grass, and they had experienced strange things a few times, so they would come up with the plan of pretending to be a ghost to scare away this group of people.

At this time, seeing Fahai's understatement, I couldn't help but feel turbulent.

"Yes, little youkai, don't worry. ”

Fahai really didn't think there was anything big about it, and after pretending to make a calculation, he said, "Your father Fu Tianqiu will pass by here in a short time, so wait patiently." ”

When Xia Hou heard the name Fu Tianqiu, his face suddenly turned grim, and he interjected: "Since it is Zhongliang, this operation, count me in." ”

Fu Tianqiu is an honest official, and he is a good official who is really willing to ask for his life for the people, even Xiahou, a person from the rivers and lakes, does not want to watch him have an accident.

Fu Qingfeng looked at Fahai hesitantly, obviously, this master was the backbone of this group.

The hijacking of a prisoner's car is a serious crime that kills the head, and if it is not necessary, the fewer people involved, the better.

The fewer people there are, the less likely they are to be exposed.

Now the people under her are all chivalrous dead soldiers who know their roots, and if Fahai hadn't shown her crushing strength as soon as she came up, she would never have revealed anything about her father.

Now, one more person is going to get involved?

"This is Xiahou. Fahai noticed Fu Qingfeng's eyes and introduced with a smile.

Fu Qingfeng was shocked again, and hurriedly saluted: "I've seen my predecessors." ”

Don't look at the original book, Xiahou seems to be very inconspicuous, even if he can't beat Yan Chixia, he was charmed by Xiaoqian, and finally died tragically in Lanruo Temple.

But the question is, who are his opponents?

Yan Chixia, before he cultivated, he was the number one god in the world, and the name of the number one swordsman in the world was also on his head.

The tree demon, entrenched in Lanruo Temple, has cultivated for thousands of years, and is only slightly inferior to Yan Chixia.

After all, the mundane is mundane, and his abilities are limited.

Therefore, Xiahou has actually made a great name in the rivers and lakes, even the sisters of the Fu family have heard of it.

After some discussion, everyone finally set a rough direction.

Fahai watched their plan with a smile and didn't say a word.

......

The next afternoon.

Fu Qingfeng's spies who were lying in ambush rushed to report: "There is a team of prisoner carts ahead, the distance is too far, I am afraid that I will startle the snake and do not take a closer look, but after a cursory glance, it should be Master Fu and the dog officer who escorted him!"

Distance.

A man with his hair combed in a bun and carrying five long knives on his back was riding on a tall horse, accompanied by dozens of officials.

A prisoner cart was being escorted.

Inside the prisoner's car was an old man with a disheveled head.

Seeing that everyone was a little tired, the man was Zuo Qianhu and said, "Stop and repair for a while." ”

After giving the order, he jumped off his horse, took out the water bladder he was carrying, and came to the prisoner car, and said calmly: "Master Fu, the grievances in the court are beyond my interference. All I can do is keep you safe along the way. ”

Zuo Qianhu seemed to feel a little regretful: "When you arrive at the court, it is not my responsibility to deal with you as the emperor disposes of you." ”

Fu Tianqiu is an honest and honest official, but as a military general, he has no right to interfere with the emperor's decision, and he can only do what he can.

The old man took a few deep breaths, his eyes were angry, but he didn't speak, just drank the water to himself.

Zuo Qianhu waited patiently for Fu Tianqiu to finish drinking, and then turned around and returned to the horse.

"Get on the road!"

......

"Who are you who dare to stop the government from doing things?"

Walking to the vicinity of Zhengqi Villa, a black-clothed swordsman suddenly appeared in front of Zuo Qianhu, and stopped in front of the people and horses.

The man sneered: "I heard that you are strong in martial arts, so I came to you to try your hand." ”

Zuo Qianhu frowned, not wanting to make any extraneous branches, so he politely refused: "This chivalrous man, he is still entangled in official business, and it is inconvenient to discuss, why don't you change the day?"

The man is naturally Xiahou.

After hearing that the people who escorted Fu Tianqiu arrived, and the leader was a person with strong martial arts, he was itchy for a while, and proposed to let him go through a few moves, and when he dragged Zuo Qianhu, it was not too late for the others to save people.

Hearing Xiahou's words, Fu Qingfeng agreed with a slight groan, she knew very well the strength of Zuo Qianhu, if no one pressed the formation, I was afraid that she would have to sacrifice several lives to save people.

Originally, she was ready to sacrifice, but whose life is not fate? Xiahou is willing to deal with Zuo Qianhu, which is naturally the best thing.

"Less nonsense!"

Xiahou drank coldly, and pulled out his long sword with a bang, and the blade of the sword pointed obliquely at Zuo Qianhu: "If you want me to retreat, you can defeat me." ”

"I don't know what to do. ”

As a martial artist, Zuo Qianhu certainly had arrogance in his heart, and in the face of Xiahou's repeated provocations, he also drew his sword out of the sheath and stepped forward to fight.

The sound of swords clashing was incessant, and the officers and soldiers wanted to step forward to support, but dozens of masked men sprang out of the woods and stopped them in place.

Zuo Qianhu glanced at the people fighting behind him, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "You dare to hijack the prisoner car, so daring!"

At first, he was still in the mentality of competing, but now he is giving it his all.

This short-lived man in the original book showed amazing strength at this time, and steadily suppressed Xiahou at a disadvantage!

Ding——

Another collision.

Zuo Qianhu took the opportunity to take a few steps back and threw the two long knives towards Xiahou!

The sound of swishing through the air sounded, and Xia Hou dodged the flying long knife with a flexible side step, who knew that Zuo Qianhu's killing move was still behind.

When Xiahou was dodging, Zuo Qianhu threw two more knives, blocking his retreat, and while blocking his retreat, he held the last knife with both hands and rushed straight towards Xiahou!

"Daddy. ”

Behind him, Fu Tianqiu had been rescued, and the two daughters of Qingfeng Yuechi hugged their father tightly with tears in their eyes.

Yan Chixia stood aside, looking at the two people fighting in front of her with interest.

At this time, seeing that Xiahou was at the end of his rope, he had a bad heart, so he hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the fatal two knives at the last moment.

"Another one, a bunch of thieves!"

Zuo Qianhu was not afraid at all, his eyebrows were cold, he took off the soft whip on his waist, his arm shook, the whip was like a long snake, and he deftly wrapped around the handles of those knives, and with a little force, he took the long knife back.

With Yan Chixia pressing the formation, Xia Hou's attack was even more fierce, and his move was fatal, although many wounds were cut out of his body, but his fighting spirit did not diminish at all!

"Amitabha. ”

After a while, Fahai spoke out to stop him.

If you continue to fight like this, you will really be in the middle of life and death.

Xia Hou's eyes flashed with pleasure, he took the wine jug from Yan Chixia's hand and took a big sip, laughing and said, "Happy!"

Zuo Qianhu gasped slightly, looking at Fahai vigilantly, but for a while he couldn't understand where such a group of people came from.

Xiahou is slightly weaker than him, but he is also a top martial artist in the world, and the momentum of Yan Chixia who is pressing the formation is not weaker than Xiahou at all, and the monk who speaks is even more terrifying, just a Buddha name suppresses him.