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After Zhang Yun completed the process of "summoning", he avoided the battlefield, and he no longer rushed to kill by himself, firstly, because there were six more angry martial arts people available, and secondly, it was also the main reason, that is, Zhang Yun really had no physical strength now. If you insist on rushing forward to make another move, I am afraid that all the foundations that Zhang Yun risked and worked hard to build before will collapse.

Wu Qiao'er was dragged by Zhang Yun's side, he didn't want this woman to have any fantasies that she shouldn't have, such as ordinary people could casually take a branch and fight with the elite cavalry of the Tartars.

"You're not me, and you're not the six who have really practiced your skills, just watch here honestly. Zhang Yun's words woke Wu Qiao'er up at the right time. The latter honestly followed Zhang Yun and looked at the six Jianghu people with red eyes and roared to kill the group of Tartars.

"You're my sister, keep your mouth shut now. Zhang Yun made a final order, because the six people on the opposite side had already led three war horses towards them.

"This hero made a righteous move, and I am grateful to the disciples of the Wu Yue Sword Sect. I don't know the hero's name, so I can repay it. The person who spoke first was the male disciple who had been scolded fiercely by the two female disciples earlier.

"The surname is not respectful, I really need you to repay, but it doesn't take one or two, just a horse. Zhang Yun's response not only did not conform to the "rules of the rivers and lakes" at all, but also did not have the slightest heroic image, but it sounded more like the calculations of market vendors.

The male disciple of the Wu Yue Sword Sect didn't seem to have thought that his polite words would be responded to so bluntly, and he was a little stunned for a while. However, the female disciple behind him who was the first to attack before said in a weird manner: "Yo, it's really the demeanor of a big hero, it's embarrassing to ask for something when you open your mouth." ”

"You owe me six lives, I only need a horse, and this business is yours, or do you ask yourself if the hundred-man team just now was not for me, how long would you be able to escape?" Zhang Yun's voice rose slightly, and the direct sarcasm made the female disciple's face red, and she was immediately annoyed and angry.

"Even if you don't make a move, we can kill that Tartar leader! You are so amorous that you want to take advantage of yourself!? Leave your horse behind! If you hadn't scared the snakes, how would you have made those Tartars run so fast!?" The female disciple of the Wu Yue Sword Sect's voice became more and more pitched, and in the end, she was basically shouting.

Zhang Yun frowned, not because the other party's words were difficult to answer, but because the voice was too harsh. He raised the branch in his hand, and swept it directly from his horse with the branch more than seven feet long to the little face that was reddened with a decent but disgusting outrageous face.

The disciples of the Wu Yue Sword Sect reacted almost at the same time, but they didn't know that even if Zhang Yun just waved it casually, it was a move from above, the move of the Sword Ancestor of the World, and the six disciples from the first-class sect who barely made it to the top of the sect could stop it.

The branch was inaccurately pumped on the female disciple's face, and it can only be said that she was unfortunate to meet Zhang Yun, who was not likely to pity her for such a "fragrance" and "jade" as her, and at the same time, a blood flower instantly bloomed on the left side of her face, and at the same time, she was even more ashamed and angry, and she actually fainted directly.

Zhang Yunda was not prepared to let these six people accept his love from the beginning, so this move had no intention of retracting it at all.

This was the last physical strength that Zhang Yun could use at the moment, and he had nothing else to think of but to use it well to achieve maximum results. The branches flew, and as Zhang Yun made several movements in succession that seemed awkward and seemed impossible to achieve, it swayed like a long rope that was completely uncontrollable.

The disciples of the Wu Yue Sword Sect finally had the opportunity to see the swordsmanship that they had not been able to understand before, and they had the opportunity to experience first-hand the feelings of the Yuan army that they had not been able to stop Zhang Yun from rushing all the way in before.

Probably only after experiencing it personally can you know that your contempt for this life-saving benefactor is really too undeserved, but for these six disciples of the Wu Yue Sword Sect, it is too late. They even inadvertently remembered their little uncle, the upright woman who often said that you should never despise anyone.

Six people and six heavy hands, Zhang Yun could barely hold the branch in his hand, fortunately, his calculation was not wrong, Wu Qiao'er successfully rode the horse, and the two of them ran away on four horses, leaving six completely stunned Wu Yue Sword Sect disciples there to cry out in pain.

"Why do you want to do this? Aren't people in the rivers and lakes supposed to help each other?" Wu Qiao'er got permission to speak, so the small box of questions also opened.

Zhang Yun recovered a little physical strength at this moment, and immediately smiled after listening to Wu Qiao'er's words: "You have heard too much about books, and there are so many intrigues in the rivers and lakes, of course, the most is dull." Do you think there are tragic murders every day? Do you think there are geniuses born every day? Those are all stories in the book. ”

"But I've only been following you for a few days, and I've seen a lot of knowledge. Wu Qiao'er had already erased the change on her face, and her little face was pure and lovely, full of curiosity.

"I'm special, and you'll see a lot of things to do with me, but you'll probably want to leave me soon, because it's much safer than following me. Zhang Yun's attitude towards Wu Qiao'er was much better, that was after she rushed out regardless of life and death, but this does not mean that Zhang Yun is willing to take her with her.

In fact, Zhang Yun knew very well that following him was to some extent walking with the Grim Reaper.

"I have a lot of things on my shoulders, and the more you think, there is a good chance that I will meet with bad luck. Zhang Yun lightly pulled the string to slow down the horse, and then turned over another horse that had just rested. He and Wu Qiao'er were about to enter the Bashu realm at this time.

"Bad luck, bad luck is all your own thoughts, have you confirmed what the people who follow you are?" Wu Qiao'er also changed horses, but this time she boldly reached out and grabbed Zhang Yun's reins.

"Our parents didn't raise us to be carriers of bad luck. My father and mother died at the hands of the Tartars in order to save people, and I hated the Tartars, but I never simply grieved for the loss of my parents. Since she was a child, her father told Qiao'er to be a doctor with benevolent hands, to heal people and heal the world. I, Wu Qiao'er, don't dare to claim that I have achieved a good hand, but I have never disappointed my parents' expectations with this benevolent heart. You say that there is always bad luck around you, then I will help you cure it. ”

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled: "You went to that layer and the skin really looks much better." ”

One sentence broke Wu Qiaoer's seriousness for a long time, making her blush and let go, but fortunately she didn't bow her head yet, probably because she was reluctant to give up Zhang Yun's handsome face.

"If I hadn't been born like this, would you still say these things?" Zhang Yun said a word, and the smile on his face was gone, "I am also a doctor myself, and I will treat myself when I am sick." People are hypocrites, don't follow me anymore. ”

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