After Zhao Yu left Zhao Yun, she galloped all the way along the official road to the south, but because of her average riding skills, the horse did not dare to mention too fast, for fear of falling off the horse. Zhao Yu understood that if she fell off the horse at this critical moment, everything would be over, so she could only maintain her speed at the highest speed she could control.

Zhao Yu, who was preoccupied with controlling the horses, was so nervous that time had no concept in her mind. She felt like she had been running for a long time, but it hadn't been a quarter of an hour. Just when she mistakenly thought she was about to get out of danger, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind her.

Zhao Yu hoped that the second brother Zhao Yun would catch up behind her, but when she looked back, she was suddenly frightened. Because there were clearly two war horses behind him, it was obvious that those Xianbei knights had divided their troops to chase after them.

Zhao Yu, who was shocked, didn't dare to look back, turned his head and looked ahead and galloped his horse. But the sound of the horse's hooves behind him was getting closer and closer. At this time, Zhao Yu suddenly found that there were two figures riding horses on the official road in front of him, blocked in the middle of the official road, and seemed to be looking towards him.

Zhao Yu's heart suddenly rose to her throat, there were chasing soldiers in the back, and there was interception in front, which really killed her. Thinking of his tragic fate after being caught by those Xianbei barbarians, Zhao Yu's tears suddenly welled up and blurred his eyes.

Zhao Yu, whose eyes were hazy with tears, did not stop, her only hope at this time was to break through the knight who was intercepted in front of her, and only in this way could she escape. Zhao Yu felt that as long as he could rush past the two of them, they would always need a reaction time to chase after him, and maybe he could get rid of them.

In order to control the war horse, Zhao Yu wiped a handful of tears on his sleeve. When she looked forward again, she could already see the outfits of the two people in front of her. Under this look, Zhao Yu almost fell off his horse in excitement. It turned out that the two people riding horses in front were not Xianbei cavalry, but Han makeup.

Zhao Yu, who was desperate for life, didn't care who was in front of him, as long as he was a Han in these years, he was a mortal enemy with Xianbei. Zhao Yu shouted desperately: "Help!" There are Xianbei people! Help me! ”

The two people in front obviously heard Zhao Yu's call for help, but their reaction made Zhao Yu's heart half cold. I saw one of them turn around and run, and the rest of them seemed to be frightened, and not only did they not run, but they jumped off their horses. Zhao Yu couldn't tell whether he deliberately dismounted, or if he also wanted to run but fell off the horse nervously.

At this time, Zhao Yu was closer to the people in front, and the Xianbei cavalry behind was also closer to her. By this time she could already tell that the man in front of her had deliberately dismounted, for he was standing in the middle of the road, and had no intention of getting on his horse again, but patted his horse on the back and drove his horse to the side of the road.

Zhao Yu wondered in his heart, if this person has a horse and doesn't ride, will he be sent to death? At this time, she was closer to the person in front of her, and she could already see the person's facial features. I saw that this person was eight feet long, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, distinct facial features, a sword at his waist, and a wine gourd hanging on the other side, he was clearly a handsome and beautiful young man.

Zhao Yu also met many men along the way, but she had never seen a man who could compare with the person in front of her. Although there are also fair-skinned and handsome among those sons of the family, they are less heroic than the person in front of them. Although some rangers are full of pride, they have less of a romantic attitude than the person in front of them.

If Zhao Yu hadn't been asked to describe this person, she would have felt that this person was a little similar to her second brother Zhao Yun. Moreover, this person has a more uninhibited expression than Zhao Yun, and a calm attitude. It was as if this person had already transcended the dust at a young age, and no longer cared about any trivial matters, or that he had the ability to easily solve all the difficulties in the world.

"Immortals?" A word suddenly popped out of Zhao Yu's mind. Isn't this person in front of him like an immortal who has seen through the world and has great powers? Zhao Yu's heart suddenly calmed down for some reason, and he no longer shouted, but rode his horse in the direction of the man.

The man standing in the middle of the road seemed to appreciate Zhao Yu's reaction, and smiled and nodded at Zhao Yu. This person smiled, looking even better, and Zhao Yu's face turned red all of a sudden. The two of them staggered between this smile.

When Zhao Yu rode behind this person, he was suddenly shocked in his heart. When she saw the man's relaxed and calm expression just now, she instinctively felt a trust in him, as if he could solve anything. But now she remembered that there were two Xianbei cavalrymen behind her, even if this person knew some martial arts, it would be difficult to win without a war horse.

Thinking of this fairy-like figure dying to protect himself, Zhao Yu felt a pain in his heart and couldn't help but look back. She just glanced at it, and then she opened her mouth wide in surprise and couldn't close it anymore, and the reins that controlled the horse couldn't help but tighten and slow the horse to a halt.

The scene Zhao Yu saw when she looked back was as deeply engraved in her mind as a video, lingering. It wasn't until many years later that she was able to tell every detail when she told her children.

The man stood in the middle of the road, with his feet uncrossed and simply standing. Two Xianbei cavalrymen, one with a spear and the other wielding a sword, rode on a galloping horse, aiming at him from both the left and right sides. But he just stood like that, and he didn't even draw his sword.

Zhao Yu could see clearly that it was the spear that arrived first, and the tip of the spear pierced into his chest fiercely and pierced out from behind. Zhao Yu's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife, but when she looked at it again, the man was unscathed, and his clothes flew fluttering.

Zhao Yu couldn't be sure if he was dazzled and hallucinated just now, or if the man dodged the spear at the last moment and left only an afterimage, or if he was an immortal in the first place. Anyway, the man dodged the spear and leaped to his feet, a long sword that glittered with cold light appeared in his right hand.

Zhao Yu didn't see exactly when he pulled out the sword, only saw that the scabbard of his left hand was still horizontal in his hand and not put down. The two Xianbei cavalrymen must have been taken aback by this sudden turn of events, their eyes glaring and their mouths open, as if they had seen ghosts. The sword-wielding Xianbei cavalryman even forgot to cut off the knife in his hand.

The man drew his sword, a very simple sword, just like his simple stance. Zhao Yu could see that his sword was only swept sideways, just like an ordinary person waving his hand to blast away a fly hovering in front of him, inadvertently but as fast as lightning.

The Xianbei cavalryman with the knife was slashed in the neck by this sword, and his big head flew up, and the knife he was holding in his hand still had no time to fall. The sword that shone with cold light was unusually sharp, and it didn't slow down at all because it had beheaded a person, and there was not even a trace of blood on the sword, and then it instantly slashed through the eyes of the cavalryman holding the spear.

The spear-wielding cavalryman was blinded by a sword and let out a heart-rending scream, like a wounded beast, and then instinctively threw his spear and reins to cover his eyes with both hands. But he forgot that he was riding on a galloping horse, and now he could not see with his eyes, and could not control the horse with his hands, and suddenly he lost his balance and fell off his horse. This fall was obviously not light, and the pain was so painful that the Xianbei man was curled up on the ground and couldn't move.

The two Xianbei warhorses lost their master's control and still galloped forward, leaving the sword fairy in place. Zhao Yu saw an empty horse and a horse carrying a headless corpse running past him. That scene was a little weird and terrifying, but Zhao Yu didn't feel scared at all, only the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe welled up in his heart.

Zhao Yu, who was overjoyed, turned his horse's head and ran in the direction of the sword immortal. At this time, she was very curious about who this benefactor was sacred? There is such a ability.

The sword immortal in Zhao Yu's heart was staring at the blind Xianbei man at this time, frowning, as if he was afraid that he would run away. Seeing Zhao Yu coming over with a horse, he raised his head and smiled at her, which was regarded as a greeting.

Zhao Yu saw the smile like sunshine again, and his face was red and his heart was beating, and he hurriedly turned over and stepped forward and saluted: "Little girl Zhao Yu is grateful to Engong for saving her life." Dare to ask Engong's surname? ”

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