Leng Yifei and Zheroba looked at each other quietly, as if everything around them had frozen.

Everyone around them held their breath and stared at the two of them for a moment. Many people in the martial arts grassland of Zheluopa have heard of how to be superb, and can knock down the goshawk flying in the sky with a snap of his fingers, and he is one of the best disciples of the martial arts under the throne of the emperor Sakhapa. It's rare to see him fight with people, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.

Yang Muyun was faintly worried about Leng Yifei in his heart, in terms of martial arts, Zheluoba was obviously higher than the Uswanggao who fought with Feng Wuji at the Yuelong Inn in Huairou County, before he fought with him, he was hit by his palm "Tantric Heart Destroying Seal", and now his shoulder is still a little painful. And Leng Yifei also slapped him, and now I don't know if it will be greatly discounted if I fight him again.

"You actually drove the palm poison out?" Jeroba stared at him for a moment, a little surprised.

"You seem to be very confident in your poisonous palm," Leng Yifei said coldly: "This little insidious trick can't be seen in my place yet, you are still worried about your own injury!" ”

Zheroba laughed a few times, "What a crazy boy, the deity is just careless, do you still think you can really hurt the deity?" ”

"Then why don't you give it a try?" Leng Yifeisen's cold voice made people unconsciously feel a little trembling when they heard it.

"You're a junior, so let's strike first!" Jeroba simply closed his eyes slowly.

Leng Yifei's eyes narrowed slightly.

Neither side made the first move, and stood there quietly like a stone sculpture.

The people around them began to whisper, Yang Muyun and Yuan Qi'er glanced at each other, they knew that the two were waiting for an opportunity, a suitable opportunity. If you make a move, you will not make a move, and you will be able to divide the winner in an instant as soon as you make a move.

"Which of them do you think will win?" Yuan Qi'er asked Yang Muyun in a low voice.

"It's hard to say......" Yang Muyun shook his head, his face suddenly changed, and he heard a faint sigh in his ears.

"Brush-" A golden light slashed at Leng Yifei's waist from behind, cutting him in two amid everyone's exclamations. Only Yang Muyun and Yuan Qi'er could see clearly, this was just a phantom.

"Snort-", "Smack-" two soft sounds, and the two ghostly figures suddenly separated in the air, and instantly mixed together again.

"Zheroba actually used the Three Yin Ghost Claws?" Yuan Qi'er looked surprised.

"Three Yin Ghost Claws? What kind of kung fu is this, is it amazing? Yang Muyun looked at her, intending to ask.

"This is an extremely powerful martial art of the Red Sect," Yuan Qi'er said, "I only heard that Emperor Sakhapa knew this kung fu, but I didn't expect Zheroba to learn it too." ”

"Amazing? How powerful? ”

"There are only three types of three yin ghost claws, one is more powerful than the other, I heard that no one can avoid these three styles......" Yuan Qi'er didn't finish speaking, only heard a snort like a crack, and the two ghost-like figures were far apart.

Leng Yifei was covered in blood, and he didn't know where he was injured, and his cold cheeks were as white as paper.

"Brother Leng-" Yang Muyun exclaimed in surprise, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Yuan Qi'er.

"Don't meddle in the matter between the two of them."

"But, Brother Leng, he ......"

"This is his own choice to compete with Zheroba, and he can't complain about others," Yuan Qi'er said in a calm voice: "You will only distract him if you go up now." ”

Yang Muyun's lips moved, and he had to stand still.

"I didn't expect you to catch my second pose," Zheroba smirked, "can you catch this last pose?" ”

"Why don't you come and try it?" Leng Yifei's voice was still as cold as ice, but his rock-solid figure trembled slightly.

Two golden rays of light slashed from behind him to his waist in an instant, and as soon as his body moved, two ghostly and phosphorescent claws had already grabbed his face......

The crowd of onlookers let out a burst of exclamations, Yang Muyun's heartstrings tightened, and all Leng Yifei's retreats had been blocked, and he had no way to avoid it......

The blue light flashed, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, "Bang-" The eardrums shook and hurt. When I looked at it again, the two figures had changed positions, and Leng Yifei's face was still cold, and his body was like a solid stone poked there.

Jeroba's eyes widened in disbelief. There was fear, confusion and reluctance in his eyes......

"How could it be ......" As soon as he spit out these three words, blood spurted wildly from his neck, and the whole person fell to the ground like a wooden stake, and the two golden cymbals rolled down in front of his eyes, and his two eyes looked straight at him, and his body twitched uncontrollably.

The onlookers exclaimed.

"Get out of the way—" A loud yell, the crowd moved out of the way, and Sabuch led the men in.

"Arrest him!" Sabuh took the knife and flew coldly, and a group of Chahar soldiers surrounded him with a roar, "Choke-" Sen Han's blades pointed at him in unison.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Qi'er stepped forward and said.

"He hurt Master Jeropa, I'm going to take him down!" Sabuch said.

"The two of them compete fairly, the sword has no eyes," Yuan Qi'er looked majestic, "Under the eyes of everyone, life and death have their own destiny, do you need to interfere?" ”

"County Lord......" Sabuhe's eyes looked around, and saw that the eyes of all the Terts were staring at him, after all, there were many people, and his heart was weak for a while, and he still argued: "Master Jeroba is highly respected on the grassland, and he is ...... was injured like this by him, is it just that? ”

"Zheluopa wants to be unfavorable to the envoys of the Ming Kingdom, if I hadn't led people to expose his conspiracy, it would have been the envoys of the Ming Kingdom who fell to the ground."

"How so?" Sabuhe's eyes widened, "His Royal Highness Agadorji is still in the enemy camp, how can Master Jeropa be unfavorable to the envoys of the Ming Kingdom?" ”

"Then what did he do with the felt tent of the envoys of the Ming Kingdom?" Yuan Qi'er asked rhetorically, seeing Sabuhe's speech, she looked at Zheluopa, who was still twitching on the ground, and said lightly: "The master is seriously injured, you can take him down for treatment quickly, and when he is injured, I will ask him carefully." Seeing what Sabuh wanted to say, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Don't retreat!" ”

Sabuh hurriedly put away his knife and lifted Jerobah to retreat.

"Stand down, too!" Yuan Qi'er's beautiful eyes looked around and said.

The warriors saluted Yuan Qi'er one after another and turned to go. For a while, there were only four people left, Yuan Qi'er, Yang Muyun, Leng Yifei and Yu Qian.

"Brother Leng-" Yang Muyun stepped forward and just said a word, only to see Leng Yifei's body shake and almost didn't fall. Yang Muyun hurriedly held on, only to find that Leng Yifei's right shoulder had five bloody blood holes, and the blood overflowing from the blood holes was dark green, exuding a fishy smell.

"There was poisonous ...... on the monk's claws" Thinking of this, Yang Muyun couldn't help but panic.

"Let's go," Yuan Qi'er glanced at him, "come with me, to my felt tent." ”

Yang Muyun glanced at Yu Qian, and when he saw him nodding to him, he helped Leng Yifei to follow Yuan Qi'er.

......

Yuan Qi'er's felt tent is very large, very elegantly arranged, and the corners of the tent are shelved with a stove, making the whole tent warm like spring. There was a copper unicorn incense burner on the sandalwood table in the corner of the tent, quietly spitting out a cloud-patterned cigarette. On one side, there is a makeup dowry, a large diamond flower bronze mirror on the front side, and a brocade quilt embroidered mattress on the other side, which is more exquisite than the boudoir of the average lady of a large family in the Central Plains.

"Slowly help him to the couch and lie down." Yuan Qi'er said to Yang Muyun.

"This ......" Yang Muyun looked at the embroidered pillow on the incense couch and hesitated.

"Hurry up," Yuan Qi'er urged, "What do you care about when he's like this?" ”

"Ugh." Yang Muyun helped Leng Yifei to sit down on the couch, unbuttoned his shirt, and found that there were five scratches on his chest, and the wound had turned black, and the same fishy smell as the wound on his shoulder.

"It seems that this friend of yours is much more injured than expected." Yuan Qi'er said lightly, turned around and was about to leave the account.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Muyun couldn't help but ask.

"Go find the antidote," Yuan Qi'er glanced at him, "Could it be that you watched him poisoned and died." ”

"It's bothering the county lord." Yu Qian arched his hand to her and said.

"Lord Yu doesn't have to be polite," Yuan Qi'er smiled slightly, "Actually, I still have to thank you!" As he spoke, he stared deeply at Yang Muyun and drifted away.

......

The night grew deeper and quieter.

"It's almost time," Yu Qian said.

"Will they put us here and lead troops to attack the pass?" Yang Muyun asked with some concern.

"General Yang led all the soldiers and horses to wait for the battle

, if they really do this, they will not be pleased," Yu Qian thought for a moment and said: "It endangers the lives of those people." ”

"But so far they haven't informed us who is the first to release?" Yang Muyun said.

"Regardless of him," Yu Qian waved his hand, "or the sentence 'If it comes, it will be safe.'" 'Let's take it one step at a time. ”

The two were talking, when they suddenly heard Leng Yifei moaning, Yang Muyun hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Brother Leng, how are you?" ”

"I can't die yet," Leng Yifei gasped, with a hint of regret in his voice, "It's a pity, just one point away, he will die under my knife." If he hadn't scratched his arm, the force of this knife would have been enough......"

"Brother Leng, don't think about these ...... yet" Yang Muyun was persuading, and suddenly heard the delicate voice of a woman outside the tent say: "Fortunately, the strength of your knife was not enough, leaving him ...... life" As soon as the curtain was lifted, Yuan Qi'er had already walked in, followed by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with braids, who was her maid Suo Mujiya.

She looked at Leng Yifei lying on the couch, "Otherwise, I won't be able to help you come back with this antidote." ”

"County Lord, do you want to get back the antidote?" Yang Muyun said happily.

Yuan Qi'er didn't look at him, she went straight to the couch, stretched out her hand and handed over a brown and black medicine bottle, and said with a cold face: "Oh, apply the ointment inside to his wound, apply it once a day, and the poison should be almost clear in three days." ”

"Thank you, Lord Shire." Yang Muyun took the medicine bottle, uncorked it, and a strong smell came to his nose, almost sneezing.

"How could they let the county lord bring the antidote?" Yu Qian felt a little incredible.

"They can't wait for him to die, how can they willingly come up with an antidote?" Yuan Qi'er glanced at Leng Yifei, "This is naturally exchanged." ”

"What exchange?" Yang Muyun asked.

Yuan Qi'er turned to Yu Qian, "Lord Yu, you can now let your subordinates lead Sabuhe and them to Dushikou and bring Aga Dorji back first." As soon as he arrived, we withdrew a hundred miles from our camp. ”

"It turns out that she exchanged the antidote for Agadorji," Yang Muyun's heart was hot, and he said to Yu Qian: "Master Yu, let me take them there!" ”

"You just stay here honestly," Yuan Qi'er's pretty face suddenly smiled, "You finally came to me, how can I let you go easily?" ”

Yang Muyun's heart jumped, but he saw Yu Qian say to him: "Mr. Yang Qian is here to take care of the cold guards, and this official will send others there, so you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Somujiya," Yuan Qi'er commanded, "you can take Lord Yu here, and when the matter is done, lead Lord Yu to a new felt tent to rest." ”

"Yes, County Lord." Somujiya suddenly stepped forward and made a gesture of please, "Lord Yu, please come with me." ”

"Your Excellency......" Yang Muyun wanted to say something, but was glared at by Yuan Qi'er, "Suomgya will protect Lord Yu's safety, and you also know her martial arts, what are you worried about?" ”

"Please also ask the county lord to avoid it," Yang Muyun changed his voice in a sneering voice, "I'm going to bandage Brother Leng and apply medicine." ”

......

Yang Muyun applied ointment to Leng Yifei, bandaged the wound and helped him lie down and sleep. Then he went out of the felt tent, and when he saw Yuan Qi'er standing outside the tent, he was a little surprised: "County Lord, don't you rest so late?" ”

"Call me Qi'er." Yuan Qi'er put on a pretty face.

"Qi ...... Qi'er. After Yang Muyun finished speaking, he subconsciously looked around.

"What do you see, afraid that others will hear?" Yuan Qi'er's eyes were like water, and she smiled.

"Well, it's not good to call it like that." Yang Muyun snorted.

"But I like it when you call me that." Yuan Qi'er stared at him with a pair of hot eyes.

"County ...... Qi'er, don't be like this," Yang Muyun paced to the side, away from her, "You know, I am a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, it is impossible to walk with you, besides, I have become a family and have my own wife......"

"So what?" Yuan Qi'er interrupted him, "This is the grassland, not your Ming realm, everything can be changed in my hands." As he spoke, he stretched out his white hand and grasped it.

"You...... What do you want to do? Listening to her words, Yang Muyun suddenly became nervous.

"Are you so afraid of me?" Yuan Qi'er's beautiful eyes narrowed.