Chapter Ninety-Two: The Roadblock
"Childe, I have wronged you. ”
Lao Chai looked at Li Beixiang and Li Dong who got off the war horse, and said with an embarrassed expression.
"It's okay, it's important to hurry. Li Bei stretched out, looked around the deserted area, and asked.
"Where is this?"
"I don't know much about this, anyway, I've been running wild for two days and two nights now, and I don't know exactly where it is. ”
Lao Chai scratched his head and said with an embarrassed expression.
"Two sons, general, let's have some food first. "A flag officer came over with a cloth bag containing beef jerky.
In the Shuodong Army, the soldiers' wartime dry food was this beef jerky.
This kind of thing can replenish the energy needed by the human body in a very short time, but this kind of thing is difficult to chew.
The king crab frowned and looked at the cloth bag, and said, "Isn't there something soft?
"Fourth brother, now is a very critical time, don't be so picky. ”
Li Donglai took the cloth bag, took out a piece of beef jerky from it and chewed it.
"It tastes good, fourth brother try it?"
Li Donglai took out a piece of beef jerky and put it in front of Li Beixiang.
Li Dong looked at the black beef jerky like a wooden stick in front of him, plucked up his courage, and ate it.
"Phew, I'll go, what's this? Why is it so unpalatable? It's like chewing a stick, it's too unpalatable. ”
Li Bei chewed two bites, spit it out directly, and looked at the beef jerky on the ground with a disgusted expression.
"Forget it, don't eat if you can't get used to it. Let's hurry and get to the place where there are people before it gets dark. Otherwise, it's still a problem to sleep. ”
Li Donglai put away the cloth bag, looked at the sun that had sunk in the west, and spoke.
The guards took the horses they had fed and handed them the reins.
After a few breaths, smoke and dust were everywhere.
Half an hour later, an old man appeared in the middle of the road, holding a dry cigarette in his hand.
"Who are you?"
Lao Chai looked at the old man in front of him with a vigilant face and asked in a deep voice.
The old man put the cigarette holder in his mouth and smashed it twice, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "It's just an old man." ”
The old man opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Li Beixiang.
"Then why are you stopping us? Get out of the way. ”
Lao Chai waved the horsewhip and said with a black face.
Where did this old man come from, isn't he afraid of death? Stopping in the middle of the road, this courage is not small.
"Yes, yes. ”
The old man looked at Li Beixiang and stroked his beard and laughed.
"Are you sick? get out of the way of me, or I'll make you look good." ”
Li Beixiang shook the horsewhip in his hand and let out a crisp crackling sound.
"Hmph, rush over to me. ”
Li Beixiang looked at the unmoved old man and said in a deep voice.
Is this old man sick, blocking the middle of the road, without saying a word, just looking at himself and smirking.
"Rush !!"
Lao Chai couldn't get used to the old man in front of him from the beginning, and he was inexplicably blocked in the middle, looking like he was not afraid of death.
If Li Bei hadn't stopped before, Lao Chai would have rushed over directly, and he might have trampled the old man to death.
The horses kept accelerating, and the dust on the ground kept flying.
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the war horse coming towards him with a faint smile on his face.
"Huh"
The old man sneered, stuffed the big cigarette stick into the back collar, he looked at the galloping war horse, and suddenly stretched out his hands and walked towards the war horse.
Li Beixiang sat on his war horse and couldn't help but sneer when he looked at the old man who stretched out his hands.
An old man who looks to be in his eighties and is about to enter the woods actually made an attacking move, isn't it funny what is this?
Li Beixiang seemed to have seen the scene of his brain bursting.
"Bang"
The old man's hands slapped on the front legs of Li Bei's horse. There was a loud bang.
The scene of the brain exploding did not appear, but Li Beixiang only felt that the speed of the war horse under his seat suddenly stagnated, and then his body flew out.
"Childe !!"
Lao Chai, who was sitting on the war horse, opened his eyes, he looked at Li Beixiang who was flying, and shouted loudly.
"You old man, look for death. ”
Lao Chai sat on his war horse and slapped at the old man with great anger.
This palm rushed towards the old man with supreme momentum, and Lao Chai hit him with hatred, as if he wanted to slap the old man to death.
"Huh"
The old man still had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't put this palm in his eyes at all.
The palm print kept approaching the old man, and the moment it reached his eyes, the old man waved a palm and directly shattered the palm print.
"How is that possible?"
Li Bei rolled on the ground, unloaded most of the impact, and looked at the scene in front of him with a disgraced face.
What's going on? How can such an old man have this kind of power? This can't be?
Lao Chai was already a monk in the foundation building period, even if this blow did not use all his strength, but this power was not something that ordinary people could block.
And now, an ordinary-looking old man has casually dissolved this palm print, how can this not shock Li Beixiang?