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"Yang Yizhi?"

Su Liunian read this name, at this time, there were already two people bypassing Qiu Moyan and others, quietly jumping in, for these elite "cold-blooded black riders" among the elite of the East Factory, as long as they can achieve their goal, there is no psychological burden to kill two old and young, sick and weak.

The two long steel knives were dragged diagonally to the ground, and as they ran, the legs and feet of the two black-clothed dead men were faster than the galloping horses.

Yang Yizhi clutched the shirt on Su Liu's waist tightly, and his teeth were gritted loudly.

Su Liu patted him on the shoulder, and shot two flying needles with both hands, hitting their feet and knees, and the two dead soldiers trembled, and were immediately chased and killed by the two horse bandit brothers of Helan Mountain Hehu. The two Helan Mountain horse bandits were in the midst of the fight, but they wondered why the two dead men suddenly shook their bodies, but they didn't notice Su Liu's move.

But someone noticed, Yang Yizhi.

The boy burst into tears and said four words, "Seventy-three." ”

Su Liu held the two children, sat firmly on the horse, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said; "Is there any special significance to seventy-three?"

Yang Yizhi hugged Su Liu tightly and said like a dream: "That night, there were fires everywhere in my house, very big fires, which lit up half of the sky. I've never seen a fire like this, it burns so beautifully! ”

Yang Yizhi is a very special child, his sister has begun to sobb in a low voice, but he calmly comforted: "Sister don't cry, I will protect you in the future." ”

"Seventy-three?"

Su Liu glanced at him lightly. This mind doesn't look like a child of this age at all, and what he says is very contagious.

"I remember that night, I was in my room reviewing what Mr. King Wang, a famous Confucian in the capital, had taught. When I looked up, I saw many more people in such clothes, and then I counted them, and there were seventy-three in all. ”

Yang Yizhi pointed to the two corpses on the ground that had lost their heads and died in a terrible state, and said in a low voice: "It was winter that night, and it was still snowing, and my family's blood fell on that white snow, like plum blossoms. ”

"You want revenge?"

Su Liu's eyes were dark. Playful said.

"Uncle, can you teach me martial arts, I know that your martial arts are very powerful, more powerful than these people."

Yang Yizhi wiped the tears from his face. Nodded earnestly.

The two of them were sent to the border by the Dongchang Order, with the intention of booby-trapping loyal ministers and righteous soldiers, but this journey was not less than a thousand miles, for a child. How difficult. The clear tears washed away his dirty, dark cheeks, but they were cleaner.

Everyone has their own story.

Su Liu touched his faint stubble, did not regard Yang Yizhi as an ignorant child at all, looked into his eyes and said; "It's not impossible for you to follow me to practice martial arts, but I'm afraid you won't be able to suffer."

Yang Yizhi said firmly; "As long as I can learn the invisible and profound martial arts of my uncle's killing, I can avenge my parents and family, and I can suffer any hardship."

Duoduo, who was sitting in front of the horse, said hurriedly: "Little brother, you." I also want to learn martial arts, and I'll take revenge for this revenge. If you are safe, your father and mother will be very happy. ”

Yang Yiyi's face was serious and unmatched with his age, and said: "Sister, I am the last man in the Yang family, I must avenge this blood feud, I just ask my father and mother to have peace of mind." ”

Just peace of mind.

Su Liu groaned for a while, glanced at the little boy deeply, and muttered: Okay, I just want peace of mind.

Yang Yizhi was born in a family of poets, calligraphers, and soldiers, with strict family rules and a great understanding of etiquette, so he had to turn over and dismount and kneel on the ground to salute, but he didn't expect his body to take root and settle on the horse's back, and he couldn't move.

He knew that Su Liu had used the means, and he admired and doubted in his heart, "Uncle"

"Don't worry about it now, you have learned my martial arts, and it is naturally okay to kill these wastes in Dongchang, but if you want to enter my door, I also want to see your roots, for now you only need to remember one thing, you can't reveal a little bit of my martial arts in front of people."

Su Liu was also the first time that he really moved the mind of accepting apprentices, Lin Pingzhi was brought out by him, and he was a disciple of his subordinates, and Yang Guo was trying to test the possibility of iron smelting on this immortal genius, and he didn't have much of a responsible mind.

Only this Yang Yizhi is introverted, clear and handsome, and his mind is spotless, but he has infinite hatred as the driving force, and the martial arts are really expected.

Yang Yizhi said calmly; "Yang Yizhi swears here, if I reveal a little bit of my master's martial arts, I will die without a place to be buried, and I will not be able to repay the hatred of exterminating the clan."

Su Liu looked at Yang Yizhi, very stubborn as he was when he was a teenager.

Qiu Moyan and others killed the dead soldiers of Dongchang, and they were also injured, and they did not dare to delay a little, and a few people rode around, and when they arrived in this desert, the road ahead has become more and more difficult, and the horse's hooves are deep in the sand, which is not as good as the camel's walk. It's just that in a hurry, where is there the heart to look for camels

Beneath the river valley.

Two cloaks rolled,

Zhou Huai'an was already covered in dozens of wounds, and his clothes were full of blood.

The next moment, Cao Shaoqin swept up and down from the sky, flying over Zhou Huai'an, the swordsmanship became more fierce and dangerous, only attacking but not defending, but Yuhuatian was a ghostly body, three points of sword light, one-handed urging three swords, the sword light turned like a wheel.

"I'm dying!"

Zhou Huai'an gritted his teeth and raised his breath, the meridians were difficult, and he had no strength.

At this time, it was sunset, his head rose to the sky, his arms were abruptly separated from his body, and the awe-inspiring divine power between his eyes was no longer there, but it was a complex emotion of unwillingness and disbelief: I have ambitions that have not been rewarded, and my sword has never drunk the blood of traitors!

No matter how unwilling you are, it is in vain, the head is broken, the soul is destroyed, the person dies without life, there is no more to say, between the cold long wind, only a warm blood sprays to the dry sky and falls on the desert

The world is vast, and the yellow sand is thousands of miles.

While he was in a hurry, Su Liu's face changed suddenly, and after sweeping away this team of ambushed black horsemen, he thought that he had traveled all the way to the Dragon Gate Inn and entered the middle of the plot, but he didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse.

Bai Yujing reminded that the upper limit of the progress of the main quest was directly reduced to fifty-seven!

The main task he received was to protect the two sisters and brothers, Zhou Huai'an and the others from dying, and at this time, the progress point was suddenly sharply reduced, and the problem was definitely not on Qiu Moyan's side.

That's all

Zhou Huai'an

Qiu Moyan felt Su Liu's expression change again and again, felt a little subtle, and asked, "Brother Su, but were you injured in the chaotic battle just now, I see that you are a little unwell." ”

It's not discomfort anymore, it's distress.

Su Liu looked at the heroic and beautiful Qiu Nuxia in a daze, his heart was simply dripping blood, Zhou Huai'an had nothing to do with him, but his death directly affected his final reward. Now that he is dead, the main quest reward will be halved. (To be continued.) )