"Ask whatever you want. Don't hold yourself back. Wu Xing's cheeky expression had soothed, and he glanced at Bagen, who wanted to speak and stopped, and teased.

"It's not so bad, it's just that I was a little hungry before, but now I'm eating. You know, I ate a few copper plates all the way......" Bagan muttered: "The two in front, others don't know the goods, even the road guide and tiger head bronze medals don't need to be taken out." But the family surnamed Zheng just now has obviously accepted us, but you just have to eat a few cooking cakes and leave. If this continues, the two of us may starve to death on the road before we make it to the water station. ”

Wu Xing only used one sentence to plug Bagen's mouth. He said: "Zheng Zhuo is my grandfather, and after my parents died, they didn't come to pick me up. ”

The two of them hurried in silence for a while, and suddenly heard an exclamation from the front of the road, and there were faint screams.

Wu Xing and Bagen glanced at each other, and muttered in unison, "It's finally time to open." ”

Speeding up the horse, the two rushed to the location of the "tragedy" and found that it was just a "false alarm" between the two.

There was a caravan parked on the side of the road, seven or eight four-wheeled carts in front and behind, those coachmen and guards were watching the excitement with their shoulders crossed, and the people behind the caravan even climbed directly onto the roof of the car and sat there, holding a pergola and watching, which was completely the enjoyment of a VIP seat.

More than a dozen men dressed in various civilian costumes stood at the foot of the hillside, armed with various weapons, but they were in a dilemma, all with shocked faces. There are two corpses on the hillside, each with an arrow feather stuck in their vests.

In the direction of the dozen or so leather-armored men leading to the caravan, there were four corpses, all of them killed with one arrow, and each one died in the same way, an arrow penetrated through the eye socket and pierced out of the back of the head!

And not far in front of the four corpses, a slender figure with short hair stretched out his bow and arrows, and said coldly: "I said let you go together! Why did the four people who died think about turning around and running away?

Bagen laughed and said: "This chick obviously carries two quivers, and there is a quiver with ten arrows on the ground, which is obviously full of heavy arrows that can break armor." Is this when these bandits are blind?"

"She shoots the bow left and right, and shooting an arrow with her left hand is already courteous. Wu Xing said with a smile.

"Huh, you know?" said Bargan curiously.

"Yes, it's my fellow Trial Student. She ascended to the Star Temple, and I thought it might be a parting of ways. It's just that I never expected to meet here, and I didn't expect her to really be a ....... Dart Master. Wu Xing sighed.

"Who is talking bad about me behind my back?" The short hair glanced back, just in time to meet Wu Xing's eyes, and then suddenly withdrew his right hand from the bow, opened his palm, lit up six stars, and picked his chin.

"Be careful!"

"Someone sneaked up!"

The guards of those caravans were anxious and shouted warnings one after another. Some resolute ones have already drawn their weapons and rushed forward, ready to rescue at any time.

However, the two thieves who attacked only had time to see the short hair put his right hand back on the bow, and then he felt a whirlwind of the sky, and there were bursts of exclamations in his ears, as if he was falling down, the grass was very soft, his body was sinking, and the sky turned crimson......

"How many stars?" asked the short haired as he watched Wu Xing ride his horse past him.

"Nine stars!" Wu Xing smiled.

"Hey, just blow it! Why don't you hurry up and call Sister Lan?"

Wu Xing came to the bandits, threw the stirrups off his horse, bent down and pulled out a throwing spear from the grass, took out a piece of leather to wipe the wet mud on it, and said, "Have any of you made it to the bounty list?...... Oh? No, how did you mess up so badly?...... Have you ever heard of the "Military Order"? Have you heard of it...... Put down the butcher's knife and farm instead!"

The remaining dozen or so thieves seemed to be bewitched, and obediently put the weapons in their hands on the side of the road under Wu Xing's instructions, and then let the guards use hemp rope to cut their hands and string them together.

As for the bandits who faced the threat of throwing guns, the perception was the most direct: compared to the two bows and arrows that could barely see the shadow of the two thieves who hit the two sneaking bandits, the throwing guns plunged into the grass one step earlier. In other words, this shot was faster than a bow and arrow! Not to mention the fact that the spear was almost stalked in the grass, it was impossible to imagine how the power of such a bed crossbow could burst out from the arm of a young man who was not thick!

When the guards came to inquire about the identity of the young man, all the doubts seemed to have been perfectly answered when they saw the bronze tiger head medal on display.

Even the strong man who walked with the boy was not a good stubble. A strong man is helping a short-haired girl retrieve her bow and arrows. As the girl herself said, "A small business, if you can save it, you will save it", otherwise there will always be a day when the bow and arrow will run out along the way.

So, when the guards watched a middle-aged man and a young girl each step on the heads of the bandits who were too dead to die to pull out the feather arrows in the opposite direction, several of them finally couldn't help but run to the side and vomit. Listening to that voice, I am afraid that I vomited out the overnight meal.

The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic, and took one of the feathered arrows to the guards, and explained as he gestured: "You see, this arrow is actually fusiform, and it is estimated that it was designed to facilitate recovery. You see, these arrows are always pointing upwards, there is no problem, and they can be used again. As for the human head, there are no too hard bones, and the eyes are specially picked to release the arrows, so there is no need to worry about the wear and tear of the arrows......"

The poor guards had just eased up a little, and when they looked up and saw the white and red dripping down the shaft of the arrow, they immediately lowered their heads again...... This time, it is estimated that the bile will not be saved.

So, when Zheng Zhuo's convoy passed by the caravan, they saw a very strange scene: Wu Xing, Ba Gen and another female dart master were "supervising" the young guards to behead the dead bandits. Those guards could slash at different positions with three or four knives in a row, causing the middle-aged man to shake his head, and tease the guards with words from time to time. This kind of decapitation and mending usually occurs on the battlefield cleaning, mainly for recruits to see blood and train their courage.

"Such a small caravan only hired a dart master, five or six guards, how much can it be paid? These two people's ideas are really different!" After inquiring about the news, the middle-aged man made a gesture to the leader of his convoy guards to continue the journey, and then muttered.

The middle-aged man with the jade pendant smiled: "I guessed." The reason why others don't want to follow our Zheng family's convoy is probably because they think we are too comfortable. That young Jiupin Xingjun, for him, the Great Rift Valley is too dangerous, and the ladder is not qualified enough, so he can only find some little thieves to practice first. Even if there are Xingjun in those cottages, it is estimated that they will not be able to stand up to the cooperation of two and a half Xingjun. ”

"Two and a half Star Monarchs, Third Brother, do you mean that middle-aged man is also a Star Monarch?" the middle-aged man climbed into the carriage and asked half-believed.

"The bracer on his right hand is a tattoo. Judging from the ornamentation, it is roughly a six-grade pattern. Based on this, it is speculated that the middle-aged man named Bagen should also be a star monarch of the sixth grade. Usually, the grade of the seal of the tattoo is the grade corresponding to the grade of the sealed star. Yu Pei also boarded the carriage and knocked lightly twice on the door to signal that the coachman could leave.

"If the six-grade tattoo is just the grade of the star envoy, there should be someone among his relatives and friends who can break the seal. Why are you still wearing a tattoo device to walk around?" the middle-aged man asked puzzled.

"Big brother, you don't know. Xingjun, who placed a seal on the tattoo, could sense it the moment the seal was broken. The high-grade Wenqu Xingjun could even use this faint induction as a guide to find the place where the seal was broken, and then follow the traces of the dissipation of star power to find the other party. This Bagen, until he is sure, probably won't try to break the seal. Unless he finds a Star Monarch who can compete with the Seasealer, it's better to keep pretending to be dead, such as being the deputy of a vigilante in a small village......"

"Well, who hasn't been young and frivolous? if you two meet that boy in the future. If you can help with it, you can help it....... By the way, let's find out how I have a grudge with others. ”

"Father, what ....... this?"

"Obey my father's teachings!"

The Zheng family's convoy soon disappeared between the rugged and winding mountain roads.

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