Chapter 67: Interception

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Bingying wishes everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a happy family, and happiness!

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"Uncle, how long will it take to arrive?" Wang Xin squeezed in front and asked the groom with a pout, after six days of turbulence, the passion at the beginning had long disappeared from the clouds.

The groom smiled faintly, pointed to a mountain peak in front of him, and said. "You see, after the hill in front, it's almost there, I guess we can get there tomorrow afternoon. ”

I glanced at the so-called hill, which was at least a thousand meters high. The surrounding mountains are undulating and lush, like a 10,000-meter-long dragon, entrenched in front of you. He pouted, sighed helplessly, and then got into the carriage.

In the carriage, Wang Yan and the four of them all slept reclining, and Zhou Tian was even more exaggerated, and he actually snored. Wang Xin glared at Zhou Tian and kicked it over, right on Zhou Tian's feet. Zhou Tian seemed to be fine, turned over slightly, and continued to sleep.

Looking at the familiar faces, Wang Xin's eyes were gradually replaced by sadness.

Homesick!

The first time I went out, I thought it was such a fun thing, but I didn't expect it, but now I feel very sad. The stern face of the father, the kind smile of the mother...... Crystal tears quietly crossed his face, wetting his clothes.

I don't know when, Wang Xin fell asleep unconsciously, but in the dream was the scene of his mother playing with him, and the sound of happy laughter resounded in the dream for a long time, as beautiful as a lullaby, it was so beautiful.

"Hmm, why is someone crying?" Wang Yan opened his hazy eyes slightly, turned his head to look, and found that Wang Xin was sleeping on his left shoulder. There were still tears on his face, and the whole person shook gently in a low convulsive sound. Like a leaf that has just fallen from a branch, it has no direction and sways gently in the breeze.

Wang Yan slowly stretched out his right hand and wiped away the tears on Wang Xin's face. Suddenly, a strange feeling arose, Wang Yan not only did not take his hand away after trying away the tears, but gently stroked Wang Xin's face as white as mutton fat.

"Huh?" Wang Xin's body moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, but he saw Wang Yan looking at him intently, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and almost screamed. "What do you do?"

"Oh, I...... I see you're in tears, so I'll wipe it off for you. I didn't expect Wang Xin to wake up suddenly, Wang Yan said a little nervously.

"Really?" Wang Xin asked in disbelief, quickly straightened his head, and gently touched the corner of his eye with his hand, and found that there were some water marks on his fingers, but he also believed it. Quickly turned around, wiped away the tears one by one, and then turned around. whispered. "Thank you!"

Wang Yan suddenly felt awkward, he was obviously eating tofu, and he actually said thank you to himself. Some stammered. "No, no thanks. If his face turned a little redder, it is estimated that Wang Xin would know that he had a ghost in his heart.

"Ah......" The carriage stopped suddenly, Wang Xin's body hit Wang Yan straight onto him, and he screamed, and his face suddenly changed, crimson like fire, adding a bit of cuteness.

Everyone was awakened by this sound, and looked at each other, but saw that Wang Xin was getting up from Wang Yan, and his actions at this time, if he were older, might make him think of other aspects.

Wang Yan was calm, gently helped Wang Xin up, and asked loudly. "Uncle, why did you stop suddenly?"

"Kids, I'm afraid I'm in trouble today. The groom said unhurriedly, without the slightest nervousness in his tone.

The five people in the carriage suddenly felt that something was wrong and quickly jumped out of the carriage.

Now the carriage is driving to the foot of the mountain, and in the green jungle, occasionally poking out a few red maple leaves, like pearls in the crown, are particularly dazzling. It's a pity that I'm not in the mood to enjoy this view anymore, because the carriage is surrounded by men in black.

The men in black only showed their two eyes, and the iron sword in their hands glittered in the sunlight, but it exuded a trace of light. After looking at it, it is estimated that there are no less than thirty people.

"What do you want to do?" None of the people in front of him were inferior to the swordsman, although their faces were covered, they could see from those cold eyes that endless killing intent was spreading. Wang Yan asked with a frown.

"Leave the money and leave!Otherwise, stay together!" a leading figure waved the sword in his hand, and a hoarse voice came from under the black cloth.

"It turned out to be a bandit. Wang Yan said secretly in his heart. Looking back at the four people behind him, he shook his head helplessly. Qin Xiao, Fang He, and Zhou Tian still felt nothing, but they were a little nervous, while Wang Xin hurriedly ran backwards and hid in the carriage.

"Looking at your appearance, don't you want to give it?" The person who took the lead glanced at Wang Yan and them impatiently, and continued. As he spoke, he waved his right hand, and the people around him immediately walked towards the carriage.

"Slow!" Wang Yan suddenly roared. The heart is bottomless, but he still says calmly. "If you really want money, we can give it to you, but you have to let us get out safely!"

"Haha......" The man in black suddenly laughed and sneered. "If you started saying that, I'd think about it, but now, no!" As the last two words were shouted, the black-clothed people around them waved their swords and quickly leaned towards the carriage.

Wang Yan and the others had already prepared for the worst, and from the look in Wang Yan's eyes, Qin Xiao and the three of them knew that there would be a fierce battle today. After three years together, it is impossible to say that there is no tacit understanding! Sometimes, just one look, you know what to do.

Seeing the man in black getting closer and closer, the four of them also took out their swords in an instant and greeted them in four directions.

The person who took the lead snorted coldly and slashed straight at Wang Yan. A light blue sword qi instantly arrived in front of Wang Yan's eyes. Wang Yan's pupils contracted suddenly, and with a wave of the Rouyun Sword in front of his chest, he dissolved the sword qi, but the residual power of the sword qi still made him take two steps back before he could stand firm.

The black-clothed man who took the lead smiled disdainfully, tapped his feet, and increased his speed, and in the blink of an eye, the iron sword in his hand was only two meters away from Wang Yan. With a leap of body and a violent roar, the iron sword fell from the sky and slashed towards Wang Yan. The seven or eight black-clothed people around were not idle, and they surrounded Wang Yan in the blink of an eye.

The black-clothed people around him had already surrounded Wang Yan, and hundreds of sword qi kept flying from all directions.

Wang Yan's brows tightened, and the Rouyun Sword in his hand kept flying, touching the iron swords around him, striking sparks and making a clanging sound. The iron sword was getting closer and closer, and Wang Yan couldn't exert his strength at all.

And Qin Xiao, Fang He, and Zhou Tian were not having a good time, everyone faced six or seven people in black, and like Wang Yan, they were all surrounded. At this time, it seems that the advantages of Qin Xiao's soft sword have come. The man in black is tightly surrounded outside, and the soft sword is like a snake, flexible and changeable, and it can be drilled as soon as it is cracked, which can avoid the attack of the man in black, and can also hit some gaps to attack. After a while, the surrounding blacks retreated and attacked with sword qi from a distance.

"Where is this group of bandits who want money, they simply want their own lives!" Wang Yan thought to himself, and increased his strength in his hands. Suddenly, a bold idea appeared in Wang Yan's mind.

Chen Zhan's attack method suddenly appeared in Wang Yan's mind, Wang Yan gritted his teeth slightly, quickly pushed the Rouyun Sword to his chest, and his right foot slammed on the ground, and the whole upper body quickly rotated.

Seeing that Wang Yan was turning faster and faster, the black-clothed people around him frowned, not knowing what to do. One after another sword qi attacked Wang Yan's body, and it was instantly bounced out.

The golden ball in the dantian suddenly became much brighter, and instantly rotated rapidly with the surrounding sword qi, and in the dantian, the starlight was dotted, like the vast starry sky, and like the vast sea. The sword qi turned faster and faster, and Wang Yan's surroundings were completely covered by a piece of blue, forming a cylinder, and the sword qi outside rotated rapidly, bringing up the surrounding air and making a whirring sound.

Within the sword qi, Wang Yan began to sweat on his forehead, and the rapid rotation of his body had already made his face a little distorted, although he had tried this kind of attack before, but he didn't pay much attention at all, and at this time, he felt how difficult it was to control the sword qi of this body, if it weren't for his mental power, I am afraid that he would have stopped a long time ago.

Wang Yan couldn't see anything outside at all now, and he couldn't hear anything, and the sound of whirring kept ringing in his ears, and the roots of his ears were a little swollen when he heard it. Wang Yan tried to use his spiritual power to control the surrounding sword qi one by one, one by one, but the speed seemed to be very slow.

Wang Yan gritted his teeth, and his figure suddenly stopped. The surrounding sword qi was still spinning, but the speed was getting slower and slower.

Wang Yan didn't stop, and hurriedly integrated all his spiritual power into the sword qi, and the sword qi was instantly filled with Wang Yan's spiritual power. Under Wang Yan's control, the spiritual power quickly passed through the sword qi, enveloping all the sword qi in it. As soon as he exerted his strength, the sword qi outside suddenly became smaller, Wang Yan was overjoyed, and quickly increased the intensity of control, and the sword qi accelerated again from slow, not weaker than the beginning of the more and more.

It seems like a long time, but it is only two breaths. The black-clothed man who was gathered outside felt that he was thinking about eating the sky at this time, and he had no way to eat.

When the sword qi stabilized the speed of rotation, Wang Yan withdrew a trace of spiritual power, and then provoked a sword qi, under the control of the spiritual power, that sword qi instantly passed through the sword qi cover, and shot out like a ghost, hitting the black-clothed man who took the lead in the slightest. Although he couldn't see everything outside, after the sword qi shield stabilized, Wang Yan could completely draw out some spiritual power to detect everything that was happening outside. The so-called thief captures the king first, Wang Yan naturally chooses the one who takes the lead.

The man in black with him never thought that such a cocoon-like sword qi cover would take the initiative to attack, and with a carelessness, he was repelled two or three meters, although he was not injured, but he felt extremely weird, and before he had time to react, he found that the sword qi cover in front of him suddenly shone brightly.