Guan Yu leaned down slightly, picked up the sword that Qu Tianrui had dropped, and handed it back to him. Then he turned his head and squeezed his eyebrows at Ling'er and said, "That girl, bother you to take five steps back, if you dare to make another move, then don't blame me for teaming up with this Qu Daxia to deal with you!" ”。

Ling'er grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and sure enough, she took a few steps back obediently, her jade wrist shook slightly, and she withdrew the long whip with a "whoosh".

Qu Tianrui got up embarrassedly, lowered his head and patted the sand on his body, and turned his head to look at Chen Ling'er uneasily, seeing that she had retreated a little farther, he "snorted" a horizontal sword, gritted his teeth at Guan Yu and said, "Do it again." ”

Guan Yu nodded solemnly, clipped his double swords under his armpits, and took a few steps back.

With the sonorous sound of the "ding bell" sword colliding, the two fought back and forth in one place. Guan Yu already knew the other party's moves by heart, so he came first every time, forcing Qu Tianrui to be passive everywhere. In addition, Guan Yu's light cultivation is far above him, and his pace is flexible and elegant, and after only more than 30 moves, he is superior and inferior.

Guan Yu didn't have the murderous intent to kill the other party, and when Qu Tianrui was struggling to cope, Leng Buding raised his leg and kicked the other party out with a heartwarming kick.

Qu Daxia didn't know how he could fall to the ground on his back facing the sky, he patted the sand on the back of his head, and his first reaction when he got up was to turn his head to look at Chen Ling'er. Miss Ling'er blinked her long eyelashes innocently and spread her hands, indicating that she really hadn't moved.

Qu Tianrui cast his resentful gaze on Guan Yu, who was calm and relaxed, and his face turned from red to purple in an instant, and many expressions of humiliation, resentment, anxiety, despair and so on flashed in the two violent eyeballs like a kaleidoscope.

With a terrifying roar, at the moment when Guan Yu and Chen Ling'er were stunned, Qu Tianrui jumped up and pounced on the Taotao River that was close at hand without hesitation. With a loud "poof", in the blink of an eye, his burly body was swallowed by the rolling river, and in the turbulent waves, the corners of the cyan clothes rose and fell, and soon disappeared.

After a while, Guan Yu, who had just reacted, glanced at Miss Ling'er inexplicably, turned his head to look at the Tao Tao Jiang and muttered: "The river is so cold, Qu Daxia is so decisive and ruthless to himself, how can Guan be embarrassed?" ”。

Guan Yu rode the "Black Panther", Chen Ling'er rode on Qu Tianrui's mount, the two of them walked side by side easily, resumed talking and laughing, and quickly forgot the tragic scene that had just happened to the clouds.

What they don't know is that because of the naughtiness of the two of them, Wangjiangmen, a sect of rivers and lakes, a wonderful flower of martial arts, and the intangible cultural heritage of the Great Qi Dynasty, have completely disappeared since then. The tragedy of Qu Daxia reminds the world: In life, it is important to have a strong body, but it is even more important to have a strong heart!

Under the dark night sky, everything was silent. In the vast wasteland, only the camp of the Watta tribe is blazing. It's not a bonfire, no singing and laughter, but a cry of sorrow and despair. Almost all the yurts were set on fire, and the lightning night attack of the coalition forces, and the desperate resistance of the Watta warriors, who hastily organized to fight, were finally slaughtered. The coalition soldiers mercilessly threw their lit torches into the yurts. Wielding a long scimitar, he chased and slashed the old and young women and children who were crying and running in all directions.

The sky was shining, and the bloody slaughter was finally over. Completely devoid of resistance, the Watta people were driven to a clearing where a fire was lit. The captives stood around the fire, and sobs and wails were still heard from time to time in the crowd.

Alatan stepped forward with a brisk step, pulled out the unkempt and disheveled Baiyan Badulu from the crowd, and threw him at Unabatur's feet like a chicken, gritting his teeth and picking up the bloodstained scimitar.

"Alatan, no! It's useful to keep him. Bars hurriedly stepped forward and waved his hand to stop him.

Alatan was stunned for a moment, stopped his movements, glanced at Bars, and then cast a questioning gaze on Unabatur's face.

Bars stepped forward quickly, pulled Unabatur's sleeve to the side, and whispered: "The Watta tribe is finished, but don't forget that they still have a large number of warriors sent to the Shani tribe, once they know that the tribal leader has been killed and all the family members have been slaughtered, it will inspire fighting spirit and fight with us." Keeping these people will make them scruples! The fat sheep are all locked up in the pen, and it is easy to slaughter them whenever they want. Go and persuade Alatan, and don't be quick for a while! ”。

Unabatur nodded and said, "Hundreds of warriors of Kates and my uncle of the herdsmen have died at the hands of the Wata, and Alatan is eager for revenge!" I went to persuade him, you are the commander-in-chief, and you have ordered that all the captives should not be killed again, and everyone will obey. Also, what do we do next? ”。

Bars raised his hand and touched a handful of his golden beard and said, "Wait! Shanihada received the news that he would definitely send reinforcements to rescue him, so we set up an ambush and eat the reinforcements first. ”

In the camp of the Shani tribe, a dusty Wata warrior rushed into the camp of Shani Hada, knelt down at his feet and said: "Report to the honorable Lord Shanihada, the Kates suddenly attacked the Vata tribe at night, and I am on the orders of the leader Baiyan Badulu, desperately rushing out of the siege, begging Lord Shanihada to send reinforcements as soon as possible to save Vata from fire and water!" ”。

A piece of raw beef fell to the ground in Shanihada's hand, and he stepped forward with a dagger in his hand to support the envoy's shoulder, and asked urgently, "What you said is true?" ”。

The messenger looked up and replied with tears in his eyes: "My lord, everything I say is true, and I dare not tell half a lie!" ”。

Shanihada's thick beard trembled slightly, shook his head and muttered, "How can this be? ”

Suddenly, the dagger in his hand flashed and plunged deep into the courier's chest. The Vata Courier snorted and fell to the ground, convulsing twice before dying.

Shani Hada returned to his couch as if no one was around, and quietly ordered: "Drag him down and deal with it, and block the news from all the Vata warriors!" ”。

Calmly picking up the wine bowl and taking two sips, Shanihada put down the wine bowl and frowned in thought.

After a while, he sneered: "Those two little rabbit cubs are really unexpected!" Vata is afraid that it will not be able to be saved, so inform all the warriors and act in advance. Early tomorrow morning, raise an army to attack the Kates tribe! ”。

A group of shackled prisoners walked down a path with weary steps, a dozen soldiers on horseback shouting and brandishing whips to drive them away.

The prisoners were sent to forced labor in quarries hundreds of miles away, where the diminutive "Sky Monkey" Hou San was among them. Inexplicably lost his footing in Zhuozhou Mansion and was captured, his life in the past six months can be summed up in eight words, that is: dark and miserable! The mustache under the jaw looked like a rat's tail had been cut off in half, and it had curdled into a piece. Not to mention starving all day long, and often being beaten violently for no apparent reason, some from the jailers and some from the prisoners. What's even more infuriating is that some completely unrelated handymen will come up and kick him twice when they hear that he is a snitch! Why? As for you shabby households, I'm too lazy to ask the uncle to steal it!

Hou San couldn't figure it out, Lao Tzu was an upright and upright snitch. Eat by craftsmanship, never do bad things that hurt nature and reason, why is it so unpopular? Wherever you go, you are beaten, it is really people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining! The original days of good wine and good food and merry life have cultivated his tricky stomach, and the dregs of food in prison make it really difficult for him to swallow, and he vomited many times before he slowly adapted.

Hou San, who is optimistic by nature, planted two seeds in his heart: one is the seed of ideals, and he thinks that one day if he can become the head of the cell, he must vigorously promote the reform of the food system, and let the inmates live a happy life with big fish and meat, good wine and good food every day. Except for those who had beaten him and had to starve to death, the rest of the people not only did not have to work, but also had a large number of beautiful women singing and dancing, accompanied by them day and night. At that time, there will be a long queue in front of the prison door, and everyone will rush to yearn for life in prison. Well, at that time, the prison can no longer be called a prison, it must be renamed "heaven and earth"!

The other is the seed of hatred. He secretly gritted his teeth and swore that he would spend the rest of his life to find out the fellow who had harmed him, compete with him, and fight against him! I have to let that guy understand the hardships he has suffered!

"Pull aside, rest for a moment before we go!" A meaty colonel on the horse waved his whip viciously and roared angrily.

The prisoners collapsed under the roots of the trees on the side of the road, gasping listlessly. Hou San leaned under a big tree, took a sip, and rolled his eyes at the soldiers who were riding on horses to show off their might: What's the big deal? As for being so rampant? Prisoners are also human beings, isn't it just that the social division of labor is different?!

After a while, a soldier patrolling back and forth with the hilt of his sword in hand shouted: "Oh no, this guy is foaming at the mouth, he can't die on the road, right?" ”。

When the meaty-faced colonel heard this, he drove his horse over, turned over and dismounted, and came to Hou San with a look of disgust, and said hatefully: "Damn, we can't let the prisoner die on the road, the higher authorities will punish us!" If you want to die, you have to let them die in the quarry. Go find some water and pour it on him. ”

The soldier hurriedly turned around and ran, and the meat-faced little colonel frowned, squatted down in disgust, and stretched out a finger to put on the flank of Hou San's nose, who was foaming at the mouth.

said that it was too late, but seeing that the dying Hou San suddenly stood up, taking advantage of the gap when the school was stunned, he waved the shackles that had already been untied in his hand, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the little school who was caught off guard didn't have time to snort, and was knocked unconscious.

Hou San grabbed the whip in the hand of the little colonel, and at the same time, he took a brisk step and pounced on the war horse on the side, jumped up, landed firmly on the horse's back, beat the horse whip, and galloped away with a smoke.

There were a few shouts from behind him: "Catch him, don't let that kid escape!" Then there was a ruffle of bowstrings, and several feathered arrows flew past his ears with a sharp whistling.

Hou San bent down and shrunk his neck, and ran wildly without looking back, raising a wisp of smoke and dust behind the horse's hooves, and the dust was gone.