Yuan Wang fell to the ground, looked back at a black warrior in a red robe behind him, and immediately got up and followed in the direction of Fang Baijing, his martial arts were naturally not comparable to Fang Baijing, otherwise he would not have been so embarrassed by Hurry, but he didn't necessarily lose to anyone in terms of running speed, otherwise Hurrying would not be able to catch up with him.

Fang Baijing glanced back, shook the chain out with a flick of his hand, Yuan Wang grabbed the chain and soared into the air, just as he flew up, the punch of the red-robed priest shallow flywheel arrived, and this punch was empty, only less than a foot away from Yuan Wang's back.

But the power that erupted from this punch was actually blown, and the clothes on Yuan Wang's back were all attached to his body, and the place where the fist was pointed at felt a burst of pain in the flesh and skin.

"How?"

Fang Baijing shouted.

Yuan Wang replied loudly: "I have a chest injury, and I tore my clothes when I ran, so it's not a big problem." ”

He said it wasn't a big problem, but he was bleeding from the wound and he was exercising vigorously, and God knows how long he could last.

"Remember when you came here, there was a cliff on the way?"

"Yes."

"Jump!"

"Huh?"

Yuan Wang was stunned: "Jump? ”

"Jump if you want to."

Fang Baijing caught up with Yuan Wang, grabbed his belt, and lifted the person up with the other hand on Yuan Wang's back, Yuan Wang was startled: "My lord, let me down, you will soon run out of physical strength." ”

"Your wound is still bleeding."

Fang Baijing held Yuan Wang and ran forward, but Yuan Wang only saw the branches above his head swishing backwards.

The red-robed priest Shallow Flywheel was furious, in this case, he hadn't taken down the opponent and his conceit was provoked, but his body was not as flexible as Fang Baijing, although he had more strength, it didn't seem to be a matter of time or a half to catch up.

"Jump!"

Fang Baijing threw Yuan Wang forward, Yuan Wang felt that he flew out a long way, and after landing, his feet had not been retracted and he had already reached the edge of the cliff, and when he came, he passed by the edge of the cliff and glanced down, the cliff was not a little deep, and he was afraid that he would break the corpse into thousands of pieces, thinking that Lord Qianban would let him jump down, most likely because he didn't want to let himself fall into the hands of the black warriors as a prisoner, and he didn't have time to think about anything more, so he jumped off the cliff directly.

If you die, you will die, and it is better to die than to be tortured in the hands of the black warriors.

When I jumped down, I found that there were a few pine trees growing horizontally, I had seen it before, but I completely forgot that at this moment, he actually thought that the gap between himself and Qianban was really too big, and Lord Du Tingwei said that he could also do Qianban in the future, and it turned out that it was really just an encouragement.

He hugged the pine tree in mid-air, turned to the bottom of the trunk, grabbed it with both hands and looked down, there was a tree about two feet or so below, he gritted his teeth and let go of his hand, his body fell straight down, two feet on the trunk of the tree below, did not stabilize, his body crooked and fell down, fortunately he reacted quickly, reached out and grabbed the branch, and turned back with the strength of his body.

He stepped on the trunk of the tree and ran a few steps inside, clinging to the cliff wall, and the tree above him completely obscured him.

The red-robed priest shallow flywheel chased to the edge of the cliff and stopped, leaned over and looked down, there were only three or four trees, and after a careful look, he didn't see anyone on the trees, and when he turned around, the Tingwei Mansion Qianban had already rushed out in the other direction at least seven or eight zhang away.

Shallow Flywheel's eyes were furious, and he turned around and strode in the direction of Fang Baijing and continued to chase out.

Yuan Wang was clinging to the cliff wall, and he even forgot the pain of the wound for a while.

He didn't have time to think about how he should go up, he just thought about it

People don't know what's going on, the red-robed priest's martial arts are a little terrifying, although he only glanced at it a few times, but he is sure that he and the silver-robed commander can still maneuver, but in front of the red-robed priest, he may not even have the strength to fight back.

In this way, I have been standing against the cliff for a full two sticks of incense, and I can feel that there are two groups of people on the edge of the cliff above my head who have come to see, it should be the black military border army scouts who have caught up in the future, the strength of the people is different, the speed of the red robe priest and Fang Baijing is too fast, the black military border army scouts should have been thrown away, but they didn't dare to jump down casually, the cliff is so deep, if they can't hold the tree, they will be crushed.

After waiting for another stick of incense, Yuan Wang didn't feel that there were still people on it, so he dared to sit down, sat on the trunk of the tree and leaned there for a long time, and then rummaged through the deerskin bag on his waist, the wound medicine and gauze were not lost, he took off his clothes and hung them aside, and then sprinkled the wound medicine on the wound, the wound was very long but not particularly deep, otherwise it would have been disemboweled.

Strangled the wound with gauze, people are such strange creatures, and I don't know if it's an illusion or a reality, and the pain is reduced a lot after the wound is strangled with gauze.

There was no food in the deerskin pouch, only small practical tools, and there was still some gauze left, so he put it back in the deerskin pouch, rummaged through it again, and turned out his stainless steel pendant of the Tingwei's Mansion.

Holding the emblem of the Governor's Mansion tightly in his hands, he closed his eyes, praying that God would bless Lord Qianban.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound from above, followed by a rope falling from above: "Hold on!" ”

It was the voice of Senban-sama.

Yuan Wang was overjoyed, and quickly stood up, there was a stone tied to the rope, otherwise it would be stopped by the branches above and couldn't be put down at all, Yuan Wang untied the stone and threw it away, tied the rope to his waist and pulled it down with his hand, feeling his strength, Qianbanfang Baijing began to lift it up.

When he was about to reach the edge of the cliff, Yuan Wang found that this rope was originally made of the clothes of the Black Martial Arts Border Army, and he fell seven or eight feet deep, where did he get so many clothes? And if you look closely, it's all sleeves, that is to say, in the nearly an hour just now, Lord Qianban not only avoided the pursuit of the red-robed priest, but also killed dozens of scouts of the Black Martial Border Army?

How can it be!

Even Yuan Wang thought it was incredible.

Finally went up to the top of the cliff, Yuan Wang lay down next to him and gasped, hehe smiled, and his face suddenly changed when he looked sideways at Fang Baijing.

Fang Baijing's face was very pale, and the blood on his lower abdomen soaked his clothes.

"Your Excellency, you're hurt!"

"Nailed by the Black Warrior Scout's crossbow."

Fang Baijing shook his head: "The wound medicine on my body was lost." ”

"I still have it here."

Yuan Wang looked around, helped Fang Baijing to stand up, Fang Baijing had obviously exhausted his strength after he rescued him, and there was still a crossbow arrow stuck in his lower abdomen, and he didn't know how deep it was, but in this case, when he pulled him up, his abdominal muscles were tense, how painful was the wound?

And the reason why Lord Qianban took the risk to kill so many scouts was just to tie a rope to pull him up, and if it wasn't for saving him, he wouldn't have been shot by a crossbow arrow.

He helped Fang Baijing to a secluded place not far away, sheltered by stones and trees.

Fang Baijing handed him a dagger, and the standard should be something of the Black Warrior.

Yuan Wang leaned out again to make sure that there were no scouts nearby, then lit a bunch of weeds with a fire sickle, burned the knife red, and then handed Fang Baijing a wooden stick: "My lord, you bear with it." ”

Fang Baijing shook his head: "No." ”

Yuan Wang untied Fang Baijing's clothes and used them

The dagger tore out the crossbow arrow from the wound, and the moment the knife cut the wound, Fang Baijing's face changed, and his brows furrowed deeply, but he closed his mouth tightly and didn't make a sound.

Yuan Wang wiped the blood with the torn clothes, immediately applied the wound medicine, and then strangled the wound with gauze.

Fang Baijing let out a breath, put on his clothes and pointed to the southeast: "It's almost dark, do you remember how to go to the place you agreed with the brothers before?" ”

"Yes."

"Go find them."

"What about you, sir?"

"I've got something to do."

Fang Baijing fastened the buttons of the black brocade robe, standing up still straight, he took a deep breath again, inserted the sword back into the scabbard behind his back, and pointed to the scimitar next to him: "Bring back some things for you to use, and after finding the brothers, stay where you are, I will come back to you." ”

"But my lord, you're so badly hurt."

"It's just an injury, the brothers are dead."

Fang Baijing said in a flat tone: "I'm not dead yet, those black warriors should understand that they will pay the price, if I die, I will die, if I don't die, then do what I have to do." ”

He turned around and walked forward, Yuan Wang wanted to pull him, but he couldn't hold him at all.

"Go and join the brothers as soon as possible, General Meng's person will inevitably bring people over overnight, you just need to wait in place, and 10,000 yuan will bring General Meng's people to their positions."

Fang Baijing didn't look back, and raised his right fist as he walked.

The slender figure, the bloody back, and the raised fist looked so ethereal in the dusk.

Yuan Wang watched in a daze as Lord Qianban finally disappeared into the woods, and for a while he didn't know what he was thinking, he used to feel that he was not very far from Baiban and Qianban, but now he realized that the gap between himself and Lord Qianban is not only in martial arts, but also in many, many more, and now he can comprehend it for a long time.

Night falls.

It was already bitterly cold on the northeast side, and it was even colder at night, but in order not to attract the attention of the scouts of the Black Border Army, Ting Wei would not light a fire to keep warm.

Yuan Wang arrived at the place they had agreed on not long after dark, it was a small cave, and the entrance of the cave was blocked by something when they left, and it was difficult to detect.

If it weren't for his years of training in Tingwei, it would not have been easy to find this position in the vast mountains in the dark night.

Judging that the hole was nearby, he squatted down and looked at it carefully for a while, and then raised the iron pendant hanging around his neck and flicked his fingers, and the emblem in the middle of the pendant rotated, making a very special sound, like a wind blowing through the branches.

The entrance to the cave was opened, and by the faint moonlight Yuan Wang saw someone coming out, and he lowered his body and went over.

When they arrived in the cave, they found that only half of the twenty or so court captains were still alive, and a few were wounded, but what you should know is that the number of scouts they killed was far greater than their losses, at least several times.

"Where's Senban-sama?"

The companion asked in a low voice.

"I don't know."

Yuan Wang shook his head: "Maybe it's on the side of the Black Warriors." ”

"What should we do?"

"Senban-sama told us to wait."

"Oh."

The crowd fell silent.

More than two hours later, the special sound sounded outside the entrance of the cave, but no one in the cave came out to answer, Bai Wanwan frowned, picked up the crossbow and approached the cave, waited for a while, and then flashed in, and there was no one inside.

Wan Yuan looked back at Meng Changan, who followed up: "No one is here." ”

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