"Phew!"

The carriage and the armor sergeant who were galloping suddenly saw such a figure in the middle of the road, and hurriedly pulled the reins and forcibly controlled the war horse and carriage to stop.

The time for them to react was too short, and by the time the tall horses finally stopped, they were already less than a foot in front of Zhao Xian, and the strong wind and gravel that blew up made his cheeks hurt.

However, this pain was naturally ignored by Zhao Xian.

The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin.

What is a little pain in the face of the great cause of sanctification? He was even ready to be trampled to death by these tall horses, and then whipped by wheels.

However, there was a slight gap between reality and expectations, and the war horse pulling the cart did not run over him, but forcibly stopped, and because it stopped too quickly, it also caused the carriage behind to jolt violently.

"Why did he stop?"

Zhao Xian frowned, expressing his deep indignation at the behavior of this gentlemanly and aristocratic son who did not care for human life!

However, everything is still under control......

All I need to say is to make the gentlemen in this carriage angry......

Zhao Xian was about to speak, when suddenly, a cold feeling fell on his neck, and a sharp tingling sensation reached his nerves.

"Who are you, why are you blocking the way, aren't you afraid of death?"

Two snow-bright and sharp Changge stood on Zhao Shi's neck, and the first armor soldier had an indifferent voice and questioned him.

Afraid?

This quasi-saint asked for the people's life, unfortunately angered the powerful, and his death was especially famous, even if it was the way of heaven, it couldn't be said that I was unreasonable, right?

Zhao Xian smiled contemptuously, straightened his body, and patted the dust that did not exist on the Mai Yi.

"The first good place of the song, the foot of the king of people, how can you be presumptuous!"

His voice was like a bell, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring, not only did he not retreat in the slightest, but took a step towards Chang Ge, and the blade cut into his skin, oozing blood.

"How daring!"

The leader of the armor shouted angrily and raised the Changge in his hand!

..................

In the carriage drawn by the armor soldier, there were two people sitting, one of them was dressed in fine clothes and had gray hair, and the other was in armor and very heroic.

"This little guy, it's a little interesting, it seems that you and I are in a hurry to return in the army this time, although it is a disturbance to the people, but there is also an unexpected joy. ”

The gray-haired old man was in good spirits, stroked his beard, and looked out through the opening of the carriage.

"If you can cultivate a good life, you will be a loyal and brave general of my big business. ”

"Why did the old lady make such an evaluation?" the man in armor next to him asked, "Although this person is brave, there are also many fierce warriors who are not afraid of death in my great merchant army. ”

"The two couldn't be better. ”

The old man smiled faintly, and his voice was not hurried or slow: "As the saying goes, it is easy to die generously, but it is difficult to be righteous calmly." The two armies are fighting, if they don't advance, they will retreat, and life and death are not up to them, just listen to a military order. ”

"And this son seems to be just a country man, but he dares to stop the fight between the two of us, even if Chang Ge is cross-pointed, there is not the slightest panic, and he can still speak outright. ”

"Angry and red-faced, it is called blood bravery; Angry and white-faced, it is called bone bravery, but this son has a blade, and the color does not change......" The old man looked at the young man who was still speaking generously in the face of the anger of the armorer, and the color of approval on his face became more and more intense.

"It's really brave!"

The middle-aged man in armor next to him nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled: "The old lady has a heart for talent?"

"Collecting materials for the country is our duty as ministers. ”

The old man stood up and walked out of the carriage.

"Let's go, let's go out and see each other. ”

..................

The blade of Chang Ge in the hand of the leader of the armor soldier pointed directly at the heart of Zhao Xian's eyebrows, but if he entered one more inch, the Mud Pill Palace would be broken, and he would be killed.

In the face of death, Zhao Xi was actually not so calm.

Nonsense, I'm afraid of pain when I pull out a tooth, let alone being stabbed by Ge?

However, under the beautiful vision of sanctification, the fear of death collapsed, and it only made Zhao Xian close his eyes and not look at the falling blade.

Draw the knife into a fast, live up to the young man's head...... That's not good.

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun!

"Why didn't he do it yet?"

Zhao Xian, who had already begun to choose his own desperate poem, didn't wait for a long time for the trace of coldness, a trace of pain, and the expected sublimation, and couldn't help but open his eyes in confusion.

I saw that the armorer who was pointing at him with Changge had already withdrawn the weapon in his hand at this time, and stood respectfully at the door of the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was opened inside, and two figures walked out of it.

"Isn't it a gentleman?" Zhao Xian was stunned.

The person who came out was an old man and a middle-aged man, both of whom were expressionless and sharp-eyed, and they had nothing to do with the arrogant and domineering young nobleman he had expected.

"It's not a gentleman and aristocrat, it's still so rampant and domineering, looking at this pretending to be forced, it must be ...... Traitor!"

Zhao Xian quickly deduced.

Traitor is so wow!

If he is not a traitor, how can he die?

"Why are you blocking the road here? How dare a country man disturb the affairs of the military state!" The old lady deliberately put on a straight face, walked in front of Zhao Xian and said in a deep voice.

Who are you scaring about militaristic affairs?

Zhao Xian became more and more sure in his heart, these two people must be traitors.

Serious people, who can't take military affairs out to bluff people at every turn?

"I have heard that water can carry a boat or overturn a boat, and the people are the foundation of the state, and the people are the foundation of the state; those who carry the affairs of the military state, the people are also used as an excuse to hurt the people, which is a fallacy!" Zhao Xian casually made up nonsense, and did not hesitate to refute this "traitorous minister."

This is to deal with traitors, to lose his face!

Otherwise, if he is in a good mood, he will not kill him, that is not good!

"The people are the foundation of the state! A good water can carry a boat, or it can overturn a boat!"

This sentence is quite fresh, and the old lady thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but think deeply, and her heart was greatly happy.

"Originally, it was just a good general to choose a good general, but this person is not only brave, but also talks extraordinary, perhaps...... Well, try him again!"

The old lady's thoughts changed, but on the surface, her face became more and more gloomy.

"It's a rhetoric, but you know that this is a capital crime!" the old lady took a step forward, and her voice was fierce.

Capital crime?

I'm not happy if it's not a capital offense!

Zhao Xi gradually entered the state, and Wen (copy the public) thought well, revealing a look of indignation: "Fish, I want it, bear paws, I also want it, you can't have both, you can't have both, you give up the fish and take the bear's paws;

"The old thief with the beard, the first horseman, if you want to kill, you will kill!"

In order to prevent his emotions from being insufficient, Zhao Xi also deliberately added a scolding sentence at the back, and then stood in place, waiting for this "traitorous minister" to become angry.

"Hahahaha!"

"Sacrifice your life for righteousness!

The old lady said two good words in a row, and she was overjoyed, and she didn't care about the next scolding at all.

"Leave and right! and bring this little friend first, and wait until King Wucheng and I enter the palace to face the saint and return, and then make arrangements!"

"Yes, Master!"

The two armorers bowed slightly, and after answering the order, they walked over, and easily lifted the bewildered Zhao Yan and brought him to a horse.