The young man and Ben didn't notice the steel arrows shot behind them, and they still ran wildly, which was the storm guard chasing from Qinghe City, and they fired arrows together, seeing that Xiao Qi was about to be killed by random arrows.

In the grass, a figure jumped up, and with a wave of the long stick in his hand, he protected Xiao Qi behind him, and the arrows fell outside the body, "Xiao Qi, hurry up outside the long pavilion, hand over these miscellaneous pieces to me." ”

As soon as Xiao Qi saw that it was Second Master Wu, he reminded loudly: "Second Master be careful, what kind of storm guard is this in the court." ”

After Wu Song greeted him, Xiao Qi did not stop at his feet, and ran towards the ten-mile long pavilion.

Wu Song faced the several storm guards who came, and stood up with the drunken stick stick method of the Buddhist family, sweeping several figures in front of him, but seeing that the team of human figures had dispersed, dancing with a long knife and Wu Song's short soldiers, the other party was familiar with the method of military formation, Wu Song fought five storm guards with one man, although he was at ease, but it was difficult to win for a while.

Or the eldest brother is right, any advanced martial arts, in front of the military array is not worth mentioning, the other party is in retreat, Wu Song was also entangled by the other party for a while, in a hurry, Wu Song made a deep dip in the Buddha's clothes, people walked with the stick, sweeping the five figures in front of him, at the same time he fell to the ground, the drunken stick was used, and the stick shadow was like lightning and flint to cover the few storm guards, the two guards could not dodge, they fell to the ground, and the seven orifices bled to death.

The other three storm guards saw that the situation was not good, and they were about to flee as soon as they whistled, how could Wu Song allow the other party to escape, he jumped up, and a stick shadow hit the back of the storm guard, and two more storm guards fell on the spot.

Wu Song took out the long stick in his hand, and the long stick went straight to the running guard, the storm guard was hit by the long stick, and he spit blood in his mouth and fell to the ground.

In the ten-mile long pavilion, Jiang Lintian and his party were anxiously waiting for Xu and Fu Bo and his party, but they didn't see anyone for a long time, and he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, could it be that there was a loophole in his plan, he thought about it carefully, and shook his head, impossible.

A young man rushed over, Jiang Lintian recognized it, this is Xiao Qi who stayed in the Jiang family, often with Fu Bo, this kid is clever, seeing that there must be something wrong with the situation, Jiang Lintian suddenly felt a pain in his chest, he covered his heart, and asked loudly: "Xiao Qi, why is it only you?" What about my mother and Fubo? ”

Xiao Qi rushed over, and when he saw that it was the young master, he pounced, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly, "Young master, young master, how is this good, Mrs. was burned to death in the secret room, Fu Bo may also have been poisoned, Xiao Qi is incompetent, this is the package that Fu Bo handed over to the young master." ”

Jiang Lintian was stunned in an instant, his eyes were staring, he couldn't turn anymore, and he screamed his mother, and then fainted to the ground, which he really didn't expect.

In the crowd, everyone panicked, but Gu Meixiang was very calm, and while holding Jiang Lintian, she asked Xiao Qi: "Xiao Qi, what's going on?" Hurry up? ”

Xiao Qi got up, supported Jiang Lintian, who was still in a coma, and explained the reason for the matter, and everyone's hearts sank, this Fengbowei was actually the secret guard of the Nine Emperors of the court, and knew everything about Jiang Lintian and Xiangshan Temple, and Fu Bo also suspected that Xiangshan Temple must have hidden chess pieces of Fengbowei.

Master Jing Zhi and Chai Jin were both taken aback, now only Jing Xuan followed Fang La and his party away among the monks of Xiangshan Temple, could it be him, the two glanced at each other, and determined the judgment in their hearts, how smart Fang Baihua was, and also thought of this, and said in surprise: "Master, I should send someone to inform my brother now, what if?" ”

"Girl Baihua, don't worry, Fang Gongzi is not an idle person, I don't think this Jingxuan will attack Fang Gongzi for the time being, he and Fang Gongzi may go back to Jiangnan for a long-term plan, this Nine Princes has a lot of ambitions." Master Jingzhi sighed.

"Hey, the officials are fainting, don't talk so much useless." Zishu cried on the side.

Jiang Lintian's face was dark, obviously he fainted because of his anger, the only relative in this world died, and Fu Bo's life and death were uncertain, so Jiang Lintian didn't know how to deal with it.

Chai Jin stepped forward and pinched his finger at Jiang Lintian's middle acupoint, after a long time, Jiang Lintian woke up faintly, he opened his eyes, glanced at the figure in front of him, smiled bitterly, and said: "Let's go, senior brother, inform the eight senior brothers, the task of transporting the treasure will be handed over to them, I will let Wu Song and them cooperate, this time I have prepared more than ten carts, and the transportation is no problem." ”

"Xiao Qi, you change into a suit, I will repair two letters immediately, you bring Wang Zhongfu and Tian Heng, let them act according to the plan, the blood of my mother and Fu Bo will not be shed in vain, Zhao Gou, I will let you die in my hands to relieve the hatred in your heart."

"The officials please mourn, and the slave family will definitely avenge the officials." Zishu said hatefully.

"Zishu, don't be impulsive, revenge is a long-term plan." Saying that, Jiang Lintian took out a charcoal pen, hurriedly wrote two letters and handed them to Xiao Qi, and asked people to lead them to change their clothes, and then quietly returned to Qinghe City.

Ten miles of long pavilion, more than ten carriages under the escort of a group of people towards the direction of Yuncheng, Jiang Lintian, the prodigal son of Qinghe City, this magician from the twenty-first century, let people escort the treasures of the previous dynasty, set off in the direction of Yuncheng.

Sitting alone in the carriage, two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks, mother, it's me Jiang Lintian I'm sorry for you, Fu Bo, please forgive me, let you be in a different place, in the future, one day, I, Jiang Lintian, will definitely avenge you, and the bits and pieces of the past have been floating in front of his eyes.

Tian'er, don't be impulsive in doing things, there is a mother, and you will never let you suffer.

Tian'er, you must have perseverance in doing things, and if you do it again, you must kneel on the bricks.

Tian'er, for my mother to tell you, my Jiang family is a family heirloom with poetry and books, if you don't study hard, your mother will definitely want you to look good.

Rest assured, your mother is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and your mother will protect you.

Young master, when you get to Yuncheng, the old man will teach you marksmanship, this marksmanship, you need to practice more.

Young master, I'm not a master, but I've been in the army for a long time and practiced some killing skills, but I'm not a master in the young master's mouth.

Young master, Wang Lao Wu is a good person, young master will reuse him in the future, young master, just invite me to drink.

On the official road, a carriage disappeared, Jiang Lintian was still immersed in sadness, indeed, the only relative in this life left him, and Fu Bo, who treated him like a relative, also died, this change made him unable to help himself.

Originally, Jiang Lintian was full of confidence in the trip to Yuncheng, this way, there were eight Tianlong escorts of Xiangshan Temple to escort treasures, and Chai Jin opened up the relationship between Shandong Green Forest heroes, what he didn't expect was that this road was a bloody road, and this road pushed him to the opposite side of the entire Shandong Green Forest, but he did not hesitate.

On the official road, the dust was flying, and the convoy disappeared into the distance.

The first volume of "The Wind and Clouds Rise and the Clear River" is over