Chapter 459: Poisoning
Carrying Jia Rong forward step by step, he has always been a woman's body, and he has the heart to go fast, but Jia Rong is indeed a little heavy.
Zhang Xiu and Zhao Fan glanced at each other and saw that it was a decisive color.
"Hold these two people and see how Zhou Tai treats him, his position in the water village is quite important." A general-looking person pointed at Zhang Xiu and the two and said.
"Bah, shameless man, he has done such a traitorous thing to seek glory!" Zhang Xiu scolded.
"Jiangdong Sun Jiawei is famous in Jiangdong, why should I take refuge in him, it's better than shrinking on the river all day long!" The general retorted.
"A traitor is a traitor, what's the use of reasoning with such a faceless person." Zhao Fan sneered.
"Kill these two men! Remember Lao Tzu's name, Ma Ju. Ma Ju said in a deep voice: "If I remember correctly, there is also a chick who looks like a natural beauty, and her skin is supple, so when the time comes, the brothers will enjoy it and kill these two people quickly." β
Hearing this, more than a dozen soldiers' eyes lit up, and they raised their weapons and killed Zhang Xiu and the others.
With a movement of his palm, a three-edged military thorn appeared in Zhang Xiu's hand, this weapon was Jia Rong's latest equipment for lone wolf soldiers, Zhao Fan also pulled out his sword, and the soldiers on the opposite side were only a dozen people.
"Kill!" As soon as Ma Ju's words fell, more than a dozen soldiers held weapons and stepped forward with a vigilant face, although the money was good, but they had to live to enjoy, they were used to licking blood on the knife edge, these soldiers in the water village seemed more and more cautious, especially the momentum of the two people on the opposite side was extraordinary. οΌ
Zhang Xiu's left foot stepped forward slightly, exerted all his strength, and stabbed the three-edged army stab in his hand forward, the sudden move caught the soldiers of the water village a little unprepared, and it was a little too late to dodge, and he was stunned to see the three-edged army stab on his chest, and the blood flowed out along a hole, and his hands tried in vain to plug the wound, but it had no effect, and he let out a heart-rending cry.
There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, Zhang Xiu couldn't care so much at this time, and Fang Cai's blow exhausted almost all his strength, so that Jia Rong could escape, even if he died in battle.
Zhao Fan also killed a Shuizhai soldier in two moves.
In a moment, more than a dozen soldiers died and two people died, Ma Ju's face was a little unsightly, the two people in front of him were obviously drunk poisonous wine, and they could still burst out with such strong combat effectiveness, if it was at its peak, how strong it would be, I don't know why, Ma Ju actually had a kind of love for talent.
There is an old one with Zhou Tai, there is no doubt that some wandering people are in the rivers and lakes, if the life in front of him is captured and handed over to the Jiangdong Army, it must be a great achievement, as for the one who uses the long sword, his martial arts are common, and he will die if he dies.
Zhao Fan's face turned red, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, stationed with his sword, and looked at the Shuizhai soldiers coldly.
Ma Ju snorted coldly: "I was poisoned by the wine, and within two hours, I had no strength in my body, not only that, but I couldn't be treated, the more I used my strength, the faster I died." β
Zhang Xiu's eyes instantly became sharp, and the three-edged military thorn in his hand stabbed at a Shuizhai soldier with all the strength of his body.
Tea Kung Fu, there were only six Shuizhai soldiers left in the field, and Ma Ju's face was also a little pale, but he didn't expect these two people to be dying and struggling, killing and injuring so many brothers.
Taking the war knife in the soldier's hand, Ma Ju killed Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan is already at the end of the strong crossbow, how is it Ma Ju's opponent, but in three rounds, he was slashed by Ma Ju, and blood gushed out along the wound.
With a successful blow, Ma Ju's heart was shocked, and he made one move after another.
Zhang Xiu gritted his steel teeth and wanted to step forward, but found that all his strength seemed to have been exhausted, and he could only look at this group of soldiers with angry eyes.
Zhao Fan fell weakly in a pool of blood, this existence of the Xiliang Army, who was also a high-ranking general, died in the hands of ordinary Shuizhai soldiers.
took the long sword in Zhao Fan's hand, Ma Ju's eyes lit up, and he praised: "Good sword!" β
"How? Lao Tzu's kung fu is famous in the entire water village, don't resist anymore, surrender, when you get to Jiangdong, I will definitely mention you more in front of General Huang, with your martial arts, you will definitely be able to have a good official position, it is better than such a desperate Jianghu. Ma Ju persuaded.
Zhang Xiu's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, his body moved, and a Shuizhai soldier who stepped forward was killed again, and his sharp technique made Ma Ju a little frightened, which was also the reason why he went to face Zhao Fan instead of Zhang Xiu.
"Poof" Zhang Xiu fell to the ground weakly, his eyes were still open, and he looked at Ma Ju coldly.
Seeing this, Ma Ju waved his hand and said, "Brothers, come forward and tie him up." β
The invincible Zhang Xiu finally fell to the ground, and the Shuizhai soldiers unceremoniously punched and kicked, tied up a knot, and even a few soldiers stepped forward and kicked a few times.
"Don't worry, the spread of poisonous gas is slow, and it is not too late to decide your life and death when I see General Huang." Ma Ju sneered.
"Let's go, go after that pretty chick."
The roar of the horse torch won the shouts of the five soldiers behind him.
Mi Huan drove Jia Rong to walk at a speed that was not slow, she was the eldest lady of the Mi family, it can be said that she was powerless, hearing the shouts from behind, Mi Huan was even more frightened, and said with trembling teeth: "They have caught up, what should I do?" β
"Put me here, you go first." Jia Rong easily broke away from Mihuan's shoulder, sat down on the ground weakly, with an unknown poison in his body, he knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, rather than this, it was better to let one live.
Mi Huan pulled Jia Rong's shirt hard, trying to pull him up, and said stubbornly: "No, if you die here, who will make me a general?" β
Jia Rong said softly, "Take off your clothes." β
Mi Huan's face immediately turned red and scolded: "Deng's disciple, when did you still think about this kind of thing." β
"Take off your shirt and throw it on the side of the road, and we'll go the other way." Jia Rong explained.
Mi Huan scolded secretly and hurriedly unbuttoned his clothes.
At this time, the weather was already a little hot, and Mihuan didn't wear much, and when he arrived at Zhou Tai's water military camp, his clothes were also changed to women's clothes.
Through the clothes, Jia Rong could feel the delicate and silky skin of Mihuan, and if there was a faint fragrance in his nose, Jia Rong's face showed a look of intoxication, "I have no regrets about dying with such a beauty!" β
Mi Huan slapped Jia Rong on the head: "You want to die, Miss Ben doesn't want to die yet, I still want to be a general." β
Ma Ju quickly led people to catch up and found that there was a three-way road in front of him.
"Take a closer look, where did this chick run from?" Ma Ju commanded.
"A piece of clothing was found here, and it belonged to a woman." A soldier panted and said.
"Chase from here!" Ma Ju roared with bright eyes.
"No, there are footprints here, it can't be that chick who took off her clothes and deliberately led us this way." A soldier said.
Ma Ju glanced at the soldier disappreciatively, the woman's clothes were on the road, obviously from this road.
"You two, from that road, if you meet that chick, you can't have it alone, you have to inform us."
A group of six people, divided into two roads.
Mihuan wiped a handful of fragrant sweat, and said dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you a general, you are still crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, being chased and killed by the enemy, if it is not Miss Ben, you will be buried in the den of thieves." β
Jia Rong's face instantly turned gloomy, and he said word by word: "If you don't take revenge, it's in vain, as long as you can escape this time, let all these people be buried together." β
Mi Huan seemed to be frightened by Jia Rong's momentum that burst out in an instant, and stopped for a moment before continuing to move forward.
βzhanzhuοΌβ There was a shouting sound behind him.
Jia Rong secretly said badly, and said to Mihuan: "You hurry up and hide!" β
Mi Huan was unmoved, but leaned closer to Jia Rong.
"Forget it, both horizontal and vertical are one death!" Jia Rong sighed.
"Little girl, sure enough, it's on this road, Uncle Ben is blessed." After speaking, they actually threw away their weapons and undressed while walking, in their impressions, Mi Huan is at most a pretty chick, and now when they see it, the absolute national color and natural posture, the kind that can make people's blood boil at a glance from afar, as for Jia Rong next to Mi Huan, he was directly filtered by him, and he was poisoned, and he even struggled to walk, what impact would such a person have.
Mi Huan He had such a scene, his pretty face turned from red to white, his heart was extremely nervous, he hugged Jia Rong tightly with both hands, and said with a strong expression: "Don't come here, I will kill someone." β
Jia Rong was suddenly hugged by the beauty, and his heart couldn't stop fluttering, at this time, the clothes on Mihuan's body were very thin, and he could completely feel the uneven figure.
When the two soldiers saw that their target was holding a strange man, they couldn't help but be angry, and walked towards Jia Rong with a "bang" kick that knocked Jia Rong over, and Mihuan fell unsteadily on Jia Rong's body.
His eyes were shining and he looked at Mihuan and said, "Don't be afraid, let Lao Tzu serve you." β
"Don't." Mihuan was completely desperate, but his face showed a look of determination, "If you dare to take a step forward, I will bite my tongue and kill myself." β
"As long as the Lao Tzu you serve is comfortable, let this kid go."
Hearing this, Mi Huan glanced at Jia Rong beside him, "Okay, you have to let him go first." β
Jia Rong didn't know where the strength gushed out, and he pulled the ring hard, and his heart was already churning with anger, when the dignified general needed to rely on a woman to survive, not only anger, but also strong emotion.
Mihuan's eyes were full of tears, and he closed his eyes weakly.
"Puff" "Puff"
Mi Huan gently opened his eyes, and he saw two corpses struggling in a pool of blood, both of which had a flying knife pierced around their necks.
Mi Huan shook Jia Rong in surprise and said, "Young Master Rong, we're fine." β
"Of course it's okay, take back Lao Tzu's flying knife and leave." Jia Rong's voice was low, and he had exhausted all his strength by using the flying knife.
"Poof" a mouthful of blood spat out.
Mi Huan patted Jia Rong's back and said, "Young Master Rong, are you okay?" β
"Let's go!" Jia Rong almost roared.