Chapter Eighty-Four: The Encounter

Of course, the blood flowed from the arrow wound on An Yi's left arm, and it was only a few days after Dr. Zheng took out the arrow shaft.

Liu Siyi used both hands to exert force,

"Whew!"

Tearing a hole in Anyi's left sleeve, which had been stained red with blood, he saw a cross-shaped wound, bleeding out.

She was silent, frowning, and used her jade hand to draw two or three fingers up at the wound of the arrow, and then put her two fingers together and clicked down heavily.

"Ahh

An Yi felt his finger poke down, as if he had received some degree, and a sour feeling spread throughout his arm, but it seemed that the blood bubbling out of the arrow wound just now had suddenly improved a lot, and only thin blood was still seeping out.

"I ordered your acupuncture so that you wouldn't bleed so much, do you have medicine in the camp?" Liu Siyi asked him,

Before leaving, Dr. Zheng not only explained to him to change the dressing every day, but also left him a bottle of ointment to stop bleeding, telling him that if the wound ruptures, he will apply the ointment, which can stop bleeding and speed up healing.

He handed the small white bottle to Liu Siyi and said, "This is left by the doctor, and it is said that it can have the effect of stopping bleeding if it is smeared." ”

Liu Siyi took the bottle, opened the red seal on it, handed it to his nose and smelled it, then put his thinnest little finger into it, hooked out a spoonful of clotted jade-like ointment, and gently applied it to Anyi's wound, and said with an annoyed face while wiping it back: "Don't you know that you have a wound on your arm?" Still shouting about what kind of martial arts to learn, can you learn martial arts like this? is such a big person, why don't you have any weight in your heart! ”

An Yi smiled, feeling that Liu Siyi was like his naughty mother when he was a child and was scolded after being caught, he didn't make a sound, just quietly looked at Liu Siyi who carefully treated his wounds, and felt the slight coolness on his burning wounds, soft and evenly spread.

Liu Sizhi looked at himself comfortably and silently, and gave him a blank look and said, "What are you watching me do?" Am I not right? As he spoke, he applied the ointment evenly to his wounds.

Then, as soon as she bowed her head, she wanted to tear a strand of cloth from her dress and bandage it for comfort.

However, I picked up the skirt with my slender hand and remembered that I was wearing a gauze skirt, which could not be used for bandaging.

She could only pull over the comfortable neckline again, remove a strip of cloth from the more inward shirt, wrap it firmly around the comfortable arm, and habitually tie a bow at the end.

It turned out that Liu Siyi, who looked enchanting and charming, actually had a well-behaved little girl living in her heart, and An Yi smiled secretly in her heart, as if she had completely forgotten the pain in her body just now.

"Okay, keep your arms still, stand up, and I'll take you back to the camp."

As he spoke, he carefully picked up the comfort who was sitting on the ground and walked in the direction of the tent.

Originally, there was a distance of about three or five feet between the two people, but the two legs of Anyi seemed to be unusually long, and the distance was forcibly turned into two or three inches, and finally he simply put his left hand on Liu Siyi's right arm.

Liu Siyi glanced at him with a straight eyebrow, and said angrily: "Is Gongzi An also injured in his leg?" As he spoke, he was about to shake off An Yi's grip on his right arm, and before he could move a few times, he heard his almost exaggerated moan. Recite.

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts!"

An Yi glanced at her with a complaining face, "I can't move this arm!" Hurt! I can't help you. ”

Before he could do anything, he complained about it like this, and it was her responsibility to say that the injury on An Yi's arm was also her responsibility, so Liu Siyi simply let it go.

Who knew that An Yi was definitely not a master who would accept it when he saw it, until the last two people walked to the camp, he was about to rest his head on Liu Siyi's shoulder, so that Jin Mingyin looked at the two of them in surprise.

The most annoying thing is that An Yi also gave Jin Mingyin a sloppy look, and said, "I'm going to accompany Miss Liu to practice when it's still dark", causing Jin Mingyin to walk away with a smile on his face.

"My sister has taken advantage of you, isn't Gongzi An going to let go of his hands?"

Liu Siyi walked all the way to the door of the tent, only then did he shake off the comfort on his arm, and said with a look of benevolence and righteousness.

An Yi looked at her with a smug face, and pretended to arch his hand: "Thank you Miss Liu for your grace, and I will say goodbye." As soon as he finished speaking, he threw off his crimson sleeves and went into his tent without looking back.

"Humph! Lecher! ”

Liu Si puffed out his cheeks and stomped his feet.

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A glimmer of sky canyons

When Zeng Hanru led the army to the mouth of the valley of the first line of sky, the sky had already darkened, and the bright moonlight did not illuminate the dark canyon, and the first line of sky under the night seemed to be a void under the starry sky, immersed in darkness.

Jiang Yun held a torch in one hand and a long knife in the other, sitting on a horse and looking into the canyon.

"My lord, it's getting late, and I can't see my fingers in the valley, and I rush to cross, if there is a change, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with."

This pitch-black canyon brought Jiang Yun a deep sense of unease.

Zeng Hanru, who was at the forefront, also realized this problem, and I don't know if it was the reason why the moonlight tonight sprinkled the surrounding ground with silver light, and it seemed particularly dark in the sky.

He thought for a while, and then called Jiang Yun, Pei Zhenfeng, and Zhao Jizong to his front and ordered: "Jiang Yun is right, just in case, we will cross the first line of heaven in two batches, the first batch will be passed by Jizong with the guard battalion first, and then Zhenfeng and Jiang Yun, the two of you will take the vanguard battalion to guard the valley mouth in the north." After the Guards Battalion passed safely, it also stayed at the mouth of the valley in the south and planned for the Pioneer Battalion to cross the valley. Passing through alternately in this way, no matter which side has a problem, the inside and outside will not make us trapped in the valley. ”

Zeng Hanru was still very old, he calculated that even if Zhang Yu had been ambushed in advance in the first line of heaven, in this narrow space, he would not be able to exert the strength advantage of the Five Grain Sect, so the best way was to block at both ends.

However, Zeng Hanru's way of crossing the valley made it impossible for any of them to be trapped in the valley by the vanguard battalion and the guards battalion.

"Yes!"

And they took the command, and went according to their plan

Zhao Jizong led the guards battalion into the valley first.

Zeng Hanru arranged for Zeng Ziren to follow Zhao Jizong into the valley first, and the first batch of men and horses were generally the safest, because the enemy army in ambush would wait until most of the men and horses or the main target general entered the valley before launching a siege or surprise attack.

Despite this, Zhao Jizong was still very cautious and walked in the front with his horse.

He held the tiger's back knife tightly in his hand, and the thin beads of sweat in his palm slowly flowed down the metal lines on the hilt, dripping on the back of the knife that reflected the moonlight with silver light.

Zeng Ziren followed behind Zhao Jizong's horse, not daring to fall even an inch more distance, he raised his head and kept looking at the gorge walls on both sides of his head, for fear that someone would suddenly come out of the darkness and give him an arrow.

From time to time, a few black jackdaws flew over the canyon, and their miserable cries were like a sharp razor, tearing through the ink-stained night.

The more than 1,000 sergeants behind him were all horses and horses, and they were all ranked, leaving only a torch in Zhao Jizong's hand, and all of them were like a black river flowing in the canyon, following a little fire in front of them, slowly flowing out of the valley.

Soon, Zhao Jizong saw the narrow exit in front of the first line of heaven, and he shook the torch in his hand towards the men and horses behind him, signaling that they had reached the mouth of the valley and accelerated out of the valley.

About a half-pillar of incense, all the members of the guard battalion have passed safely, Zhao Jizong sat on the horse, glanced at the surrounding sergeants who had re-lit the torches, and asked the three chief flag officers to count the number of people in each flag, and after confirming that there was no attrition, he took a curved bow hanging behind the horse, pulled a full moon shape, and sent the arrows on the string into the night sky against the stars.

"Squeak~~"

Zeng Hanru, who was on the north side of the first line of heaven, saw the sound arrow in the air, and knew that the guard battalion had safely left the valley, he waved his hand towards the pioneer battalion, and then crossed the tiger wing gold boring in his hand in front of the horse, and took the lead into the canyon.

Jiang Yun looked at the darkness behind him, and said to Pei Zhenfeng: "Pei will always take the vanguard battalion to protect the commander first, I will take the more than 100 brothers in the middle military camp, and you are all cavalry, so you can't play any role here." ”

The sergeants in the Chinese military camp were known for their Changge shields, so Jiang Yun thought that if this Wugu Sect chased after him from behind, he would take these hundred or so people to take the shields and shrink them into this canyon, which would be enough to become a man who could not open the situation.

"Good!"

Pei Zhenfeng is also the one who leads the troops, he can see the situation in front of him clearly, and he does not shirk anymore, commanding the pioneer battalion, and slowly entering the valley with Zeng Hanru's horse.

The old conductor stood on his horse with his head held high, constantly glancing at both sides of the valley, while Pei Zhenfeng walked beside him with a torch, dispelling the darkness only four or five steps ahead.

About two-thirds of the way out, they can almost see the mouth of the canyon in the south, and from a distance, it looks like a thin and narrow silk line dotted with starlight, stretching all the way to the top of the canyon, so it is called a line of sky.

suddenly

Zeng Hanru vaguely saw a figure in front of him, but due to the limited light of the torch in Pei Zhenfeng's hand, he couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only squint his eyes and roughly see the dark outline.

Pei Zhenfeng also noticed the black shadow, turned his head and said to Zeng Hanru: "My lord, it must be Mr. Zhao who came to pick us up." ”

Zeng Hanru did not doubt him after hearing this, and motioned to Pei Zhenfeng to wave the torch in his hand at the black shadow, and urged the horses to rush forward quickly.

"Someone is the general of the guard battalion?"

Pei Zhenfeng waved the torch while shouting at the black shadow,

But his words were not answered, and the dark shadow began to run towards them quickly.

Zeng Hanru slowed down the speed of the horse that had just been urged with some vigilance, tightened his eyebrows, and asked loudly towards the black shadow, "But is Jizong in front?" ”

The black shadow was still like a silent shadow puppet in front of them, but it ran towards them faster and faster, and did not say a word.

Zeng Hanru began to realize that the problem was wrong, he stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist backwards, signaling everyone to stop in place,

"Who's coming?"

Seeing the black shadow that had galloped in front of him, Pei Zhenfeng reined in front of Zeng Hanru's horse, leaned over the horse's body and pointed at his gun, almost shouting.

Seeing that it was about to hit the tip of Pei Zhenfeng's spear any further, the black shadow stopped, bowed his head and arched his hands, and slowly moved to Pei Zhenfeng's firelight.

Seeing the officers and soldiers of the guards battalion dressed up, with a silver plate dragon and pu knife stuck behind his back, Zeng Hanru breathed a deep sigh of relief, frowned and looked at the person in front of the horse with displeasure, and said with some complaints: "Which one of the guards battalion are you?" I don't know how to measure, this dangerous place for the march, I won't answer you when asked. ”

The eight-foot man slowly raised his head, revealing a hideous scar like a dragon on his left cheek, and a beard scattered next to his small eyebrows, smiling coldly at Zeng Hanru,

"In Xia Feng Jiao, on the orders of the leader of the Wugu Sect, take the head of the Venerable Ruxiang!"

After speaking, he pulled the eight-foot-long coiling dragon pu knife on his back with his backhand, jumped up, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed at Zeng Hanru's Tianling Gai'er......