The sound of the whistling in the distance slowly approached and gradually disappeared. The leader bowed to the person next to him, "Go and see." The man walked quickly to the intersection, and when he came back, he said nervously, "It's like an army." The leader became frightened, "How many? Are they the guards of Riverrun?" The man replied cautiously, "It seems that there are only more than a hundred people, and the outfit is definitely not the guards of Riverrun!" The leader nodded slightly, "That's good, let's just not do too much." ”

Andrew whispered in Gia's ear, "Follow me in a moment." Jiya nodded desperately.

The sun has set in the west, and the sky is full of colorful clouds, and you can still see everything around you clearly. The sound of horses' hooves slowly became clear, and a team of people appeared in front of him, led by a young man in his twenties, the light of the bonfire attracted the young man's attention, he glanced around at them, and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

The young man's long hair was like ink, he was tied high above his head by a gilded hairpin, his face was pale and cold, his deep eyes were like the boundless night, the dark brown battle armor was draped with a pitch-black coat, the golden dragon badge on his chest was extremely eye-catching, one of his hands was pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a pitch-black spear hung from the saddle, rusty but revealing a cold murderous aura, the young man's whole body was on guard.

One by one, the knights followed the boy and marched slowly.

Andrew seemed to have seen the boy somewhere, and he thought quickly, this was his only chance, he had to seize it, he knew that the boy must have seen him just now. More than a dozen strong men stopped eating and drinking, looked at those people nervously, and silently pressed their hands on the hilt of their knives. The air was filled with a suffocating smell.

The boy suddenly turned over and dismounted, and there was the sound of drawing swords everywhere, and the strong men had already shown their weapons and looked at him murderously.

When the young cavalrymen saw this, they quickly dismounted and stood behind the young man, and the pitch-black spears were instantly aimed at them, and all the movements were done in one go. They held their guns professionally and steadily, with their left hand at the bottom of the handle and their right hand at the end of the gun, and once they were given the order, they did not hesitate to push the gun out as long as they could.

The air became solemn, how could the strong men have ever seen such an army, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he did not dare to raise it, let alone put it down, and no one wanted to break the silence in the confrontation.

The leader's face was as dead as ashes, he was completely overwhelmed by the strength of his opponent's presence, and he broke the silence. "I don't know where we offended your military masters?"

With a wave of his hand, the spear behind his back was retracted. "We just wanted to ask something. The young man's eyebrows stretched out and he smiled.

The strong men hurriedly put away their knives, and their bodies were as weak as if they had collapsed, and some of them were already slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

"Master Jun, please ask!" the leader's tone revealed humility and panic, and the danger had not been lifted. He knew the dragon badge on the boy's chest, which was the badge of the Daliang Dragoon, a cavalry that galloped all over the world.

"Where is the nearest city from here?" The young man walked over and crouched by the campfire, the strong smell of venison came to his face, he looked at the flames in a daze, and the pitch-black big claw dragged on the ground like a black waterfall.

"It's Riverrun, and you'll see it a hundred miles further on!" replied the leader cautiously.

The flames shone on the boy's slightly immature face, "Are they your slaves?" he didn't look up, as if speaking to the flames.

"Yes, it's a dwarf caught on the road, and it can be sold for a good price. ”

Andrew blurted out, "Didn't you promise to take the artifact and let us go? The artifact has already been given to you, why don't you let us go." He's a robber, he's a liar!" The latter words were obviously addressed to the young man, and his earnest gaze fell on the young man's face. He needed some response, even if it was a look, a movement, but the boy didn't look at him.

The leader hurriedly walked over and kicked Andrew in the chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Jiya pounced and bit the leader's leg, the leader reached out and was about to slap it, but his hand was tightly gripped.

The leader had no choice but to stretch out his leg and kick her away, and said to the young man: "What kind of artifact, just a broken knife, don't be deceived by them." The other subordinate gestured to block the ghost cry on his waist.

Andrew's plan failed, he thought that something would happen for the sake of that peerless artifact, who knew that the young man did not have the slightest interest in those, he panicked, the young man's intention to leave gradually became obvious, Andrew suddenly remembered, he had seen the young man.

The boy threw away the leader's hand and looked at the leader with a wicked smile, "Your roasted meat is very fragrant, we need a lot of it!" he pointed to the roast in front of him. "Obviously not enough. ”

The leader looked stunned, "Rob, my barbecue, okay, take the away!"

The boy patted the leader on the shoulder, "I can see that you have a good heart!" The boy shook his head, and the knights moved quickly.

The young man pointed to the leader's waist, and the leader became nervous, but when he saw that he was not pointing at the ghost cry, he relieved himself and threw the flask over angrily.

The young man stepped on his horse, rode his horse and whipped his whip to leave.

Andrew shouted, "Wind and dust!"

The young man turned his head suddenly, his face full of doubt, "Little man, have we met?" and then he saw Andrew's strange gaze, and quickly understood. Pointing at Andrew, he said to the leader: "Look, he knows me, that is my friend, and I should be righteous with my friend." ”

"Take it!" the leader suppressed his anger.

Feng Chenyang smiled, "Then thank you." With that, he looked at the horses scattered on the grass.

"Don't think about it!" said the leader coldly.

Feng Chenyang smiled awkwardly and regained his quiet, a knight quickly untied the ropes on Andrew and Jiya, and as soon as Andrew regained his freedom, he walked towards the leader, "Bring it!"

The leader's face became gloomy, this was his last bottom line, although he didn't know what kind of divine soldier Ghost God Cry was, what he knew was that this thing would definitely sell for a good price, he could marry many wives, live in the biggest house, and do a lot of things he wanted. His face turned hideous, and the horrible scar became even more terrifying in the light of the flames.

Andrew didn't mean to back down, his hand was stretched out in the air and looked at the leader coldly, Gia just stood lightly behind Andrew, bowing his head and not daring to look at him.

Feng Chenyang looked at all this coldly, his face was expressionless, he didn't move, and the knights didn't move. The air seemed to freeze.

The leader was completely enraged, and he shouted, "You are looking for death!" The chopping knife on his waist was instantly pulled out, and the blade was wrapped in pieces of knife light to cut through the silent air, and slashed down with a sharp whistle, the movements were skillful and swift, without a trace of hesitation. Jiya pounced on Andrew in front of him in horror, everything came so fast that everyone didn't even have time to make any moves.

There was a "boom", which was the sound of a sharp sword piercing through the body and cutting through the bones.

The leader looked at the hilt of the sword on his chest in horror, he clearly saw that the young man's long sword had been hanging from his waist, and when he slashed this sword, the young man's sword was not unsheathed at all, but at this moment it pierced into his chest to the hilt. With great force, his body staggered backwards, and he fell headlong, his dull eyes staring at the dark sky.

The remaining strong men drew their swords again and made a defensive position with trembling.

The horses snorted and became agitated, signaling that they were about to charge, and the five young knights stepped out of the queue and maintained an attacking stance.

The battle unfolded in an instant and ended in an instant, with thirteen corpses, one not many, and one not less.