I saw dust flying in the distance, and a few fast horses were faintly galloping.

A closer look showed that the first man and rider was a young man in white, about twenty years old, who turned his head from time to time to look at the trailing man behind him.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh!" A sharp arrow grazed the cheek of the white-clothed young man.

The young man in white was not afraid of danger, and while galloping on his horse, he stretched out his bow and arrows, bent his waist, and held his longbow like a full moon.

"Whoosh!" The bowstring cracked, and three sounds of breaking the sky were heard.

It's three arrows at once!

I saw that among those who followed behind, one of them fell down with an arrow and fell down from his horse.

Immediately afterwards, the second man who was hit by the arrow was crumbling, and his horse was unstable, and he soon fell off his horse.

The third man was not defeated, but he was not much better, he clutched the feather arrow stuck in his chest, blood gushing, screaming again and again.

One bow and three arrows, but all three arrows were hit, and none of them missed!

What kind of strength is this?

Soon, the young man in white rode a horse and galloped past Li Changhuan, and the moment he passed by, the two sides glanced at each other.

What Li Changhuan saw was a handsome young man with a good appearance.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, eyes like stars, the expression between the eyebrows is as sharp as an eagle, and the bronzed skin is full of masculinity.

What a heroic young man!

Even if he is also a man, Li Changhuan has to admit that the young man in white in front of him has an outstanding appearance and a unique temperament, which is not much better than the little white-faced Li Jing.

However, the appearance of the young man in white did not last long, and a cold arrow flew from behind, chasing the stars and the moon and bursting into the horse's buttocks.

The horse let out a terrible neigh, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and slid a long distance.

The horse was still like this, and the owner of the horse was naturally uncomfortable, and fell to the ground with the horse, and rolled several laps before he could stop his remaining strength.

When he fell, the white and clean clothes of the young man in white were suddenly stained with a layer of dirty dust, and his head was also gray and dirty, and his hair was messy.

It's a little embarrassing.

"Hmph, look where you kid is going!"

After the young man in white fell, more than ten fast horses roared over, they stopped around the young man in white, surrounded him, one of them looked like the leader, opened his mouth, and his tone was cold: "You stinky boy, you shot more than a dozen brothers of Lao Tzu, how do you plan to pay this account?" ”

While speaking, more than a dozen people dismounted and drew their swords, angry and vicious.

If you look closely, these people are more vicious than the other, with all kinds of scars and scars on their bodies, all kinds of missing arms and broken legs.

Especially the leader who spoke, he had a large centipede-shaped scar on his face, and when he laughed, he looked eerie, as if he would devour people alive.

"I have something to say, you are chasing me all the way away just to seek wealth, and I am willing to hand over all the silver taels on my body to buy peace."

The young man in white covered his arm and said, looking at his appearance, he accidentally broke his hand when he fell off the horse.

The scar-faced man spread out his hand and said, "Bring it!" ”

The young man in white took off the burden on his back, took out a black bag from it, and threw it to the scar-faced man without saying a word.

The scar-faced man slapped down the black bag with a knife, pointed at the long knife, and said coldly: "Lao Tzu asked you to bring the baggage!" ”

The white-clothed young man's face sank, and he said: "You have already taken the money, why do you still want to ask me for the burden, the things in my burden are worthless, and it is useless for you to ask for it!" ”

"Less nonsense, hurry up and hand over the burden, Lao Tzu counts to three, if you don't hand it over obediently by then, Lao Tzu will immediately chop you into meat puree, believe it or not!" The scar-faced man said fiercely.

The young man in white gritted his teeth and said: "Friend, be a man and leave a line, see each other in the future, don't force people to death, you must know that the dog will jump over the wall when he is in a hurry!" ”

The scar-faced man said coldly: "Why did Lao Tzu force you?" Finally, I will give you a chance, hand over the burden, and if you don't hand over Lao Tzu, I will slaughter you first and then take it yourself! ”

The young man in white put his burden back on his back and put on a posture without saying a word.

"Daring, brothers, chop him!"

The scar-faced man gave an order, and someone immediately pounced on him, swords and swords, and blood splattered.

Just as the young man in white was fighting with a group of people, a voice suddenly came from behind the scar-faced man.

"Which bastard put the dark arrow just now?"

Li Changhuan slowly walked up to the scar-faced man and said loudly.

I thought it was some kind of powerful person meddling in things, the scar-faced man swept his eyes coldly, and saw that it was a childish little doll, and suddenly said coldly: "Where did the wild little ghost come from, are you tired of being crooked?" If you don't want to die, get out of the way and go cool, dare to delay Lao Tzu's errands, and even kill you! ”

Li Changhuan said expressionlessly: "It's really rude and unqualified, no wonder you still came out to engage in murder and overselling at an age, people like you deserve to be a cave man in the mountains for the rest of your life!" ”

Although the scar-faced man didn't understand what Li Changhuan said too much, it could be seen from his tone and expression that it was definitely not a good word.

"You stinky little devil looking for death!" The scar-faced man sprinted up violently under the roar, waved the long knife in his hand, and landed directly on Li Changhuan's head.

"Slow as a snail!" Li Changhuan snorted coldly, and suddenly kicked hard, but it was the last to come first, and before the enemy's long knife fell, he kicked the scar-faced man away.

"Boss!" As soon as he saw the scar-faced man being attacked, the surrounding minions suddenly rushed up, protecting the scar-faced man while also surrounding Li Changhuan.

Faced with the encirclement of more than ten people, Li Changhuan's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he said coldly: "Let me ask again, which bastard put the dark arrow just now?" Dare to shoot but don't admit it, what kind of man is it? ”

No one answered.

At this time, the scar-faced man stood up and shouted: "Fucking dare to spread wild in Lao Tzu's territory, and slaughter this stinky little ghost for Lao Tzu!" ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people rushed up one after another, slashing at Li Changhuan.

Li Changhuan had long seen that this group of people was just a rabble, with one enemy, they were not afraid of danger, they used three punches and two kicks, and at least one of them fell to the ground and screamed at any time.

"Little brother is so skilled, I'm here to help you!"

The young man in white said a word, and soon came to Li Changhuan's side.

I saw the two of them join hands to meet the enemy, you punched, I palmed, just with the strength of the two of them, more than ten people were beaten to the ground, looking for teeth all over the ground.

When the scar-faced man saw that he couldn't do anything, he simply turned around and ran away, and when he saw that the boss had run away, he naturally followed suit.

"Thank you little brother for helping, if it weren't for the little brother to help in time, Wang would be afraid that it would be difficult to escape today."

After beating away the thieves, the young man in white clasped his fists and said.

Li Changhuan waved his hand and said: "The effort of raising your hands is not enough to worry about your teeth, I see that my little brother's archery skills are world-beating, and his skills are extraordinary, even if I don't make a move, I must be able to defeat the thieves and retreat." ”

The young man in white sneered and wanted to speak, but a handsome girl came to the side, handed over a longbow, and said in a cold tone: "Your bow." ”

"Thank you." The young man in white took the longbow, and when he saw that the two people in front of him were dressed in the same style, he knew that they were together, and said with a smile: "Under Wang Yong, didn't you ask the two honorable names?" ”

"Don't respect the surname Li, this is the Yang family." Li Changhuan smiled slightly, and naturally introduced.

Wang Yong nodded at Yang Xi'er, and then started a conversation with Li Changhuan, during which he didn't look at Yang Xi'er much, and he seemed very self-contained.

At this point, even Li Changhuan feels that it is very rare.

You must know that when ordinary people see Yang Xi'er, they will more or less look at it casually, even if it is innocent like Li Jing.

Few people can ignore Yang Xi'er's beauty.

Wang Yong, but an exception?

After communicating with Wang Yong, Li Changhuan still has a good impression of this guy with excellent archery skills, maybe because the other party is good-looking.

It's not that Li Changhuan is an appearance association, it's just that people with good appearance and image are always easier to win the favor of others than ordinary people.

Of course, the same sex repels each other, the opposite sex attracts, no matter how good-looking a man is, Li Changhuan will still be estranged when he should be estranged.

After all, he's a straight guy and doesn't want to be bent by anyone.