At the moment when the two sides were about to fight, a mutation protruded, and only the sound of swishing breaking the sky was heard continuously, and short arrows came from nowhere, and in an instant, four or five Taoist priests fell to the ground with arrows, and the Taoist priests were frightened by this sudden attack and stopped and looked around.

Perception dodged a short arrow that came at him, retracted his body and shouted, "Who is it? ”

But Wan Linggen didn't stop at all, pulling Shaman to shuttle among the Taoist priests, and some people kept falling to the ground with swords, and the others saw this situation and retreated one after another.

"To bully more and less, or to be an outsider, it is really shameless!" With a loud voice, a tall middle-aged man jumped out from behind the carriage with a bow in his hand.

"Who are you?" Perception stood with his sword in his hand, his eyebrows beating non-stop. Just now, all his attention was on Wan Ling, and he didn't see a person hiding behind the carriage.

The man's gaze swept over Enlightenment with disdain, and landed on Wan Linggen, who was rushing left and right, and nodded in praise; "Good man!" As he spoke, he put away his bow, pulled out an eyebrow stick from his back, rushed up, and shouted: "Little brother, I'm coming!" ”

The man's hands were agile, his movements were fierce, and his eyebrows were full of whirring winds, and everywhere he went, there were people turning on their backs, and the screams were endless.

Seeing that the fait accompli was rampant and was disrupted by someone halfway, his heart was furious, and he pulled out a sword flower and rushed towards the man.

Wan Linggen suddenly received foreign help, and his pressure dropped sharply, and when he saw his comprehension face fiercely pounced on that person, he hurriedly shouted: "Be careful of the sword in his hand!" ”

The man knocked over a Taoist priest in front of him with his stick, suddenly stopped his body, and smashed his head with the sound of the wind on the head of the oncoming comprehension.

The comprehension reacted extremely quickly, and the long sword in his hand immediately changed to a stabbing and slashed towards the eyebrow stick. Just when the sword and the Qi Mei stick were about to touch, the Qi Mei stick suddenly stopped sinking, and slid to the left side weirdly, the long sword in the hand of the comprehension suddenly lifted the air, and his body suddenly retreated backwards in shock, but the Qi Mei stick followed as if it had eyes, and went straight to his right shoulder, only to hear a click, and a scream of the understanding, the body flew out upside down, and fell to the ground with a plop, spurting a stream of blood from his mouth.

Seeing this, Sha Man, who was behind Wan Linggen, hurriedly said, "Go and search his body." Wan Linggen comprehended, threw himself in front of the fallen comprehension, reached into his waist and groped it, and the other Taoist priests saw that their faces changed greatly, and they pounced desperately.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" The man picked up his eyebrow stick and knocked down the four of them, standing in front of Wan Linggen like an iron tower, and the Taoist priests hesitated and stopped.

Wan Linggen took a bag from his waist, and it seemed that it contained a lot of things, "Is it it?" Shaman reached out and touched it, "That's right, it's it." ”

Without opening the bag, Wan Linggen could see that it was filled with jade plates, which was what they called the Holy Emperor's Order.

Wan Linggen raised the pocket in his hand above the top and said coldly: "If you dare to act recklessly, I will destroy the contents of this bag." ”

The Taoist priests looked at each other, and the weapons in their hands also hung down. One of them said, "As soon as you give us back the contents of the bag, we will leave at once, and we will not ask about this place again." ”

Wan Linggen sneered: "Still talking to me about the conditions? He turned his head to look at the foreign aid who suddenly appeared and asked, "What do you think, brother?" ”

The man laughed and said, "It's all up to you, brother." ”

He looked at Shaman behind him again, "Shaman, what do you think?" Sha Man was concentrating on cleaning the wounds on his body, and the deep and shallow sword wounds made her frown, and she said with hatred: "Kill them all!" ”

Wan Linggen turned around and sneered: "I don't care who you are, if you dare to fight my idea, you must pay the price." He slowly opened his pocket, took out a jade plaque from it and held it in his hand, "I heard that this thing is very important to you, right?" As he spoke, there was a crisp snap, and the jade medal shattered into powder and flew around. Almost at the same time, one of those Taoist priests screamed miserably, his mouth spurted blood, his body expanded rapidly, and with a bang, blood splashed everywhere, exploding into a blood mist in the sky, which was blown by the wind and disappeared.

The Taoist priests' faces were as white as paper, and the long swords in their hands fell to the ground with a clang, and then they fell to their knees again.

Wan Linggen's face was covered with frost, and the pain on his body kept coming at this time, making his scalp tingle, and Shaman's careful wiping made him feel even more pain into the bone marrow, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you provoke me, you must pay the price!" As he spoke, he grabbed the pocket with both hands and rubbed it vigorously, and there was a crackling sound, not only all the contents of the bag were shattered, but even the pocket turned into pieces of rags, falling with the wind. The Taoist priests scrambled to burst like balloons, and for a moment the sound of banging was endless, and the blood mist in the sky reflected the sunlight a dark red.

After a while, all the Taoist priests on the ground blew themselves up and disappeared, Wan Linggen clapped his palms, turned his head and bowed deeply to the person holding the eyebrow stick, "Thank you for this big brother's help, Wan is very grateful!" ”

The man looked at him and said for a long time: "The heart is firm, the killing is decisive, the little brother is not a thing in the pool, Yan Qing is polite." ”

Wan Linggen had just straightened his waist, and when he heard the words "Yan Qing", he was stunned for a moment, and he muttered for a long time: "Yan Qing? You...... But is the prodigal son Yanqing in the Water Margin? ”

The person who called himself Yan Qing was stunned for a moment and asked, "Water Margin?" ”

Wan Linggen said that he was too confused, where did the water margin come from at this time? Hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "Oh, it's the hero of Shuibo Liangshan." ”

Yan Qing's face changed slightly, shook his head and said, "That is already yesterday's yellow flower, and the smoke cloud is gone." It seems that I, the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, still have people who remember. ”

Wan Linggen only felt that the scene in front of him was illusory for a while, and the person who rescued him in danger turned out to be the prodigal son Yanqing, which was too unbelievable. But at this time, he couldn't allow him to think too much, and took a step forward and bowed again: "I have admired the name of the prodigal son Yanqing for a long time, and I have to see ...... today" Speaking of this, he stopped talking, and said in his heart What are these words, why is it more and more like the style of the people here?

Yan Qing looked at him with a smile, as if waiting for his next words, seeing that he was silent, he asked with a smile: "Why didn't Brother Wan say what he said below?" Wan Linggen's old face flushed and said, "It's a cliché, the following words...... Won't say it. ”

Yan Qing grabbed his arm and laughed, "Hahaha, interesting!" The little brother is really not a mortal. After laughing, he frowned and said, "Little brother, do you want to be injured on your body?" ”

Wan Linggen smiled bitterly: "Except for the unbearable pain, it's nothing. He turned his face to look at the comprehension lying on the ground and was constantly panting, bent down to stare at his miserable white face and asked, "This fellow Daoist, where is your Holy Emperor's Order?" Perception is already a dying person, no longer has the ability to speak, his eyes are dilated, his mouth is open and he keeps coughing up blood, Wan Linggen smiled gloomily, "I'll help you!" As he spoke, the short sword in his hand stabbed into his chest, and he spun around a few times, and his understanding seemed to be unconscious, and there was no reaction. Wan Linggen took out his short sword, wiped the blood stains on it, withdrew it into his arms, and sneered: "You don't seem to be afraid of flesh and skin injuries, right?" After saying that, he suddenly plunged his hand into his chest and grabbed it hard, and his understanding was shocked, his eyes stared at him in horror, and his mouth was ho-ho. Wan Linggen withdrew his bloody hand, stood up and shook it gently, with a soft snap, his eyes rolled and his body softened like a noodle. The "bang" comprehension turned into a cloud of blood mist and exploded, and then quickly dissipated. Wan Linggen said to himself lightly: "Offend me Wan someone, this is the price!" ”

Yan Qing laughed again when she heard this, and kept patting him on the shoulder, "Okay, for my temper!" ”

Wan Linggen already had two sword wounds on his shoulders, the blood had already coagulated, and when he slapped it, the wound cracked, and blood oozed out again, and the pain made him grin and inhale, Yan Qing laughed and said, "The flesh injury is nothing." As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and handed it to Shaman behind him and said, "Hurry up and give your husband a medicine!" ”

Shaman blushed and took the vial, opened the cap and carefully applied it to the wound of the Ten Thousand Souls. A cold sensation came, and the pain immediately decreased. Wan Linggen stiffened and said, "Brother Yan laughed, this girl is not my wife. ”

Yan Qing was slightly stunned, her eyes turned to the two of them and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the children of the rivers and lakes are informal, it should be so, it should be so!" ”

Wan Linggen couldn't understand his words, so he smiled and asked, "How did Brother Yan appear here?" ”

Yan Qing's smile suddenly disappeared, and her eyes swept sharply at the officers and soldiers lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I came with them." ”

Wan Linggen turned his head to look at so many people lying on the ground, and then suddenly remembered that Mrs. Lurui was also among them, so he hurriedly ran to the side of the car and took a water bag, took a sip of water and came to Mrs. Lurui, and sprayed it on her face, Mrs. Lurui's mouth moved, and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the blood-covered Ten Thousand Spirit Roots, she screamed in surprise, and her face turned extremely pale. When I saw that he was in good spirits and could talk and laugh freely, I relaxed a little.

According to Wan Linggen's instructions, Sha Man and Mrs. Lu Rui took water to wake up the officers and soldiers, and Yan Qing accompanied him to change the bloody clothes on his body, found a clean robe to put on, and washed his face, which could be regarded as hiding the traces of the fierce battle just now.

Although Zhang Feng, Huang Wencai and others woke up, they didn't know anything about what happened before they fainted, and saw that the carriage in which Wan Linggen and others were riding was destroyed, and there were still many corpses lying on the ground. Wan Linggen didn't bother to explain to them, and asked Ming Yanqing's itinerary, since he was going to Datong like them, he didn't care about Zhang Feng and Huang Wencai's expressions, pulled Yanqing into the carriage and went on the road together.

Although the carriage has no canopy, but the scenery outside is in full view, but it is also comfortable, the four of them whispered, Yan Qing is well-informed, and chatting smoothly in the south and the north of the world, this boring road also seems interesting.

After chatting for a while, Wan Linggen finally asked about the purpose of Yan Qing's trip, Yan Qing sighed and said, "Shishi was taken captive to Datong by the leader of the Jin people, and I am going to rescue her." ”

Wan Linggen blurted out when he heard this; "Is it Master Li?"

Yan Qing nodded and said, "I have been quietly following you for a while behind, and I found that I don't have to worry about checking along the way, but it also saves a lot of trouble." ”

Wan Linggen didn't make a sound, but what he was thinking about was another thing, Master Li should have some relationship with that Emperor Huizong, how could he be with Yan Qing? looked at Yan Qing and saw that his expression was indifferent, and he didn't mean to say more, so he gave up.