"Wait." The bandit shouted, dodged and stopped in front of the Qingchen Dao chief, looked at her, and then said to the bandit: "Brother Tiger, this trail is really long, and it is watery, and we can't find such a good-looking girl in our ten miles and eight towns." ”

Without waiting for the bandits to answer, the three bandits who were bathing in the water heard that there was a good-looking girl, and shouted "where", so they ran out of the water and ran towards the shore.

Yang Congyi flashed to the side of Qingchen Dao Chief, took her arm and retreated to the side, got out of the encirclement of the bandits, and said sharply: "We are monks, what do you want to do!" ”

The bandit smiled: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to bring the trail chief back to the mountain." ”

"Yes, take it up the mountain, what a waste it is for such a peugeot girl to become a monk."

"Xiaodao chief, go up the mountain with your brothers to eat and drink spicy food."

The other bandits laughed and agreed.

Yang Congyi's brows gradually furrowed, he grabbed the wooden stick in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense in front of the monks, and then speak evil words and harass for no reason, don't blame me for being rude." Let's go. After speaking, he escorted the dust cleaner and left.

"If you want to go, you can go, what kind of place do you think this is." A bandit was shirtless, dodged and blocked Yang Congyi's way.

Yang Congyi didn't say a word, his arm vibrate, and a stick poked on the bandit's stomach, and the bandit bent down in pain and lowered his head. Then he flipped his arm again, and the head of the stick fell straight down, and landed on the top of the bandit's head with a "snap".

The bandit fell directly to the ground, and his hands and feet trembled a few times before he died.

Without waiting for the other bandits to react, Yang Congyi made a stick like a gun, smashing it with a poke, and in a moment, he put down the other two naked bandits. In an instant, the five-on-two situation becomes two-on-two.

It happened so fast that not only did the Qingchen Dao Chief not expect it, but even the bandit leader never expected that within a few words, three people lost their lives.

Yang Congyi blocked the Qingchen Dao Chief, retreated to the open area, and said lightly: "I told them a long time ago, but I just didn't listen." You won't listen to it if you want to. ”

The bandit leader quickly recovered from the shock, Huo Ran got up, stepped forward with a knife, and said hatefully: "They just laughed a few words, you can't help but shoot too hard." ”

Yang Congyi said: "If we are powerless, I'm afraid it won't be a joke." The monks don't fight with others, and they don't fight with people for no reason, but if they provoke us, they will never back down. I can't hear or go around the evil words they utter from their mouths. ”

The bandit leader said: "The three of them are just quick to speak, and you will kill them ruthlessly, I have to ask you for an explanation today." As he spoke, he picked up his knife and slashed it.

Yang Congyi didn't say much, he fought before raising the stick mountain, and fought with the bandit leader, and came to a hard encounter.

For a while, knives and sticks fought, and a figure flew over.

Yang Congyi held a stick in his hand, and his fighting style was all marksmanship, looking fierce, but he couldn't hurt the bandit leader at all. The bandit's leader's broadsword is not vegetarian, and every time the knife goes down, there is an extra knife mark on the stick, and after a while, the stick is cut full of knife cuts, and it will not take long to break. As soon as the stick was broken, Yang Congyi would definitely not be able to continue fighting without weapons, so he had to reduce the number of times the stick touched the opponent's big knife directly, so that he immediately fell behind.

When Yang Congyi was anxious, he suddenly heard a coquettish shout, only to see Qingchen Dao Chang draw his sword and join the battle group, and slash at the bandit's arm with a sword.

The bandit leader hurriedly withdrew the knife that was slashing at Yang Congyi, and turned to attack the Qingchen Dao Chief.

After swiping a few swords, the head of the Qingchen Dao forced the bandit leader back a few steps, and his martial arts were obviously higher than the bandit leader. Seeing this, Yang Congyi directly took a few steps back and withdrew from the battle group, he wanted to see how the martial arts of the Qingchen Dao Master were.

The bandit leader was killed by several swords in a hurry, and the attack and defense were all out of order. After a while, I saw that Qingchen Dao Chang stabbed a sword, leading the bandit leader to raise a knife to block, and suddenly his wrist turned, and a sword slashed the bandit's thigh. The bandit leader grinned in pain, raised his sword and wanted to counterattack, but he saw that the Qingchen Dao Commander suddenly accelerated the speed of his sword, forcing the bandit leader to only have the power to defend, but no chance to attack.

Seeing that the Qingchen Dao Leader was much more powerful than the bandit leader, Yang Congyi relieved himself and enjoyed this battle with peace of mind.

The battle gradually began to be one-sided, and after several attacks, the bandit leader had been hit by multiple swords on his body, although it would affect his actions, but they were not fatal. Obviously, the Taoist chief didn't want to be ruthless and wanted his life.

Although Yang Congyi felt that this battle was too protracted, it was not good to say that he would let a girl's family kill someone, anyway, it was one-sided, and when the bandit leader's blood was almost gone, the battle would naturally end, so he continued to look at this battle with an appreciative attitude.

Just as the bandit leader was about to fall to the ground when he could not resist the attack, he suddenly saw a person join the battle group and raised his knife to slash at the back of the Qingchen Dao Chief. Yang Congyi was shocked and quickly shouted: "Dao Chief, be careful! "Rush towards the bandits.

But Qingchen Dao Chang was concentrating on the enemy, where did he know what Yang Congyi asked her to be careful, he didn't know it.

Seeing the bandits approaching, a knife was about to cut the back of the Qingchen Dao chief, Yang Congyi wanted to raise a stick to block, where was the time, he could only rush desperately under his feet, and when the knife had not completely fallen, he could stand behind the Qingchen Dao chief, and used his body to block the falling momentum of the long knife, and turned around and broke the bandit's neck with a stick.

Then, despite the blood flowing from his back, he snatched the bandit's long knife, stepped forward more and more, found the opportunity, and slashed the bandit leader's neck with a knife. The bandit leader spurted blood and fell to the ground and died.

Qingchen Dao Chang was behind Yang Congyi, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that his back clothes were torn three or four inches long, and blood flowed, and he immediately panicked, and shouted in his mouth: "You were cut?" ”

Yang Congyi gritted his teeth and said: "This guy wants to sneak attack you, but I was careless and forgot to press you down." ”

Qingchen Dao Chang dropped his long sword, hurriedly rummaged through the package, and was about to cry in a hurry: "How are you, are you seriously injured?" ”

Yang Congyi said: "Don't look for it yet, help me tie up the wound and leave here." "This place is not a place to stay for a long time, you must leave the scene quickly, kill the other five people, once you are bumped into, he has no confidence to escape.

As soon as he reminded him, the Qingchen Daoist also came to his senses, hurriedly tore off the bandit's clothes, wrapped around Yang Congyi's chest, tied the wound behind his back, and covered the blood that remained.

Stopping the bleeding, Yang Congyi picked up the clothes that the bandits had left before and put them on, greeted, and walked directly in the direction where the bandits came from.

Qingchen Dao Chang put away the package in a panic, picked up the long sword and scabbard, and followed closely behind Yang Congyi, for fear that he would not be able to support it and fall down.

"Look, if the blood drips on the ground, be sure to clean it up, and don't leave any traces of us." Yang Congyi endured the pain and walked forward quickly.

Qingchen Dao Chang followed behind him with an "um" and stared at the ground, for fear that there would be blood stains left.

"Are you okay?" The head of the Qingchen Dao was very worried about Yang Congyi's condition.

Yang Congyi's face turned a little pale, and he gritted his teeth and replied, "It's okay." Let's go quickly, go down the mountain, and find a place where no one is around. As he spoke, he quickened the pace of his descent down the mountain.

However, due to the injury on his back, the slightest exertion will make it more painful and bleed more.

Qingchen Dao was behind her, and while she had to watch out for Yang Congyi falling, she had to pay attention to her feet, wiping off the blood droplets on the ground, and her forehead was full of sweat beads, but she didn't have time to wipe it. Fortunately, not long after, there was no blood on the ground, and she was able to concentrate on looking at Yang Congyi.

On the way down the mountain, Yang Congyi didn't dare to stop at all, although there was a wound in the back, it was not fatal, it should be much lighter than the first injury in Lotus Village, the wound was not as deep as that time, and it should not be as long as that time. But this time the situation is different, now it is in the territory of the bandits, once the body of the bandit is found, immediately catch up, with his current combat strength, he will not be able to run away at all. So now he is in a hurry, eager to give birth to wings and become a birdman.

Qingchen Dao Chang silently followed behind him, without saying a word, staring at Yang Congyi tightly, for fear that he would not be able to support it and suddenly fall. If he fell, she wouldn't be able to carry it, so she could only stay where she was and be chased by the bandits. If it really comes to that time, it's a big deal to fight for her life, since the master asked her to send it, then she must take care of it, otherwise she will die together, she silently plans for the worst.

Yang Congyi is an independent and strong person, from inexplicable to this era, he doesn't know how many injuries he has suffered, injuries are almost becoming a habit, anyway, as long as it is not fatal, he can bear it. Fang Cai's knife, looking at the wound is not small, but because he inserted it horizontally and blocked the falling knife momentum in advance, the power of that knife was less than one-third, even so, after that knife, the back is a very long wound, the key is that the wound is long, and it is inconvenient to stop bleeding.

After descending the mountain, Yang Congyi quickly left the mountain road with the head of the Qingchen Dao and got into the dense forest on the side. It took less than two quarters of an hour to find a small stone cliff that could shelter from the wind and rain, and quickly began to stop the bleeding and treat the injury.

Yang Congyi took off his coat and sat on the ground with his back to Qingchen Daochang.

Qingchen Dao Chang looked at the blood-stained placket that turned dark purple, and without saying a word, he held back a burst of dizziness and reached out to untie it. The close-fitting clothes were glued to the wound, the wound had stopped bleeding, and it was stuck in one place, and if she wanted the wound medicine, she had to tear the clothes, and the wound was torn.

Yang Congyi bent down, leaned down, and said, "If you don't give me medicine again, it will be difficult." It's okay, you do it boldly, I'm not afraid of pain. ”

Qingchen Dao Chang tried several times but didn't dare to start, and when he heard Yang Congyi say this, he no longer hesitated, pinched the clothes of the wound with his left and right hands and tore it hard, and saw that the wound suddenly bleed again, she quickly took a clean sweat towel to wipe the blood off the wound, and the wound three or four inches long was clearly visible. Then he took out a packet of healing powder and sprinkled it on the wound little by little, until it was covered with a layer and melted with the blood, and then took a sweat towel and folded it and pressed it on the wound, and then tied the wound with the placket of his clothes.

After the wound was treated, Yang Congyi straightened his waist, turned around and thanked: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work." ”

Qingchen Dao Chang cleaned up the powder and package, and replied: "It should be me who thanks you, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt." After cleaning up, he said, "Just finished taking the medicine, you have a good rest, I'll go find some water." After speaking, he took the bamboo tube containing the water.

Yang Congyi said softly: "Bring the sword with you, pay attention to safety." ”

Qingchen Dao Chief did not refuse, and took his long sword. He also told Yang Congyi not to move, and when he saw Yang Congyi nodding, he got up and went out to find water.

This is at the foot of the mountain, there should be a river not far away, Yang Congyi is not worried about her, in fact, he should be more worried about himself now, once someone finds him, he may not be able to protect himself.