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Above the path, a horse-drawn carriage painted black was galloping.

It was so fast that the wooden body kept wailing as if it were about to fall apart.

With such a fast speed, even on a flat, wide official road, it is very dangerous.

Not to mention this unusually rugged, remote country road that was rarely traveled by few people in the past!

Its pavement, I don't know how long it has not been maintained, has become potholed under the rain.

However, no matter how bumpy, even if there was a danger of capsizing, the carriage had no intention of slowing down.

Even if the horses were exhausted and foaming at the mouth, the coachman, who was covered in his coat, did not intend to stop them.

He waved the whip in his hand with a crunching sound, just to stimulate the poor fellows to forget their fatigue and keep running.

It seems that the wagon will only run like this until it reaches its destination or until the horse pulling it dies......

Unfortunately, sometimes, the sky doesn't go as one wants! Soon, in a deafening thunderclap, something strange appeared.

"Appeal !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Tightening the reins in a panic, the horse's farts that were restrained by his body raised his front legs high, and he forcibly stopped the trend of rushing forward.

Affected by this, the wooden carriage behind it also slammed into the yellow mud ground.

In such a situation, if it weren't for the experienced driver who adjusted his posture in time, I am afraid that the carriage would have already overturned on the side of the road!

"Ah Fu, what happened, why did you stop?"

The wooden door covered with a thick rainproof curtain was opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a long robe, with bandages around his waist and abdomen, and a long beard, who looked like a teacher, walked down: "The group of geldings at the sticky pole haven't given up the hunt yet, now, can't we delay here for too long...... We must rush to Florida before dawn to seek refuge, or the consequences will be dire! ”

"I know, sir! However, this road is no longer open to traffic......"

Removing the hat he was wearing on his head to protect him from the rain, the coachman with a helpless expression pointed ahead and said, "That lightning strike just now knocked down a tree." Now it's lying in the middle of the road! Your Excellency, you know, I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't move such a thick trunk away. Why don't we go back a bit? We just passed by a fork in the road, which also leads to Florida......"

"Ahem...... There's no time for this! ”

The middle-aged literati coughed vigorously a few times, and the handkerchief used to cover his mouth was spread out, stained with a few bright red bloodshots: "If you delay this time and again for too long, you will only be caught up by the killer at the sticky pole." It seems that I still have to make a move......"

"But, Xianggong, if you do this, doesn't it matter how injured you are?"

Hearing his words, a middle-aged woman who had been eavesdropping on the outside in the carriage also walked down.

Although she is old, her beautiful face shows that when she was young, she must have been a rare beauty: "Your dantian was hit by Li Lianying's dog thief's 'Forbidden Emperor Fist', and now, there are a total of thirty-six different true qi entanglements in the dantian, and if you are not careful or suppress it properly, it will explode!" How can you make a move and act in vain? Let's let me come, although I have been teaching my husband and children at home all these years, and my martial arts have regressed, but at the beginning on the rivers and lakes, I was also known as the 'Long River Woman'......"

"Don't be kidding, let's not say that after you gave birth to Ying'er, your vitality was greatly damaged, and there are still a few percent of that martial arts left, let's just say that your original martial arts were also based on swordsmanship, how could you have such a big fire tree......"

With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged literati's voice was a little lacking: "The top priority now is to flee to Florida and find the shelter of the Shengong Gate." You also know the methods of the gelding dogs at the sticky pole, if we delay time here and are caught up by them, then there is no place to die! After all, now I can't even exert the skills of the past Sancheng...... Even if I am vain and become a wasted person, the master of the 'Righteous Qiankun' has always been righteous and Bo Yuntian, and he will never turn me away from him. ”

"Alas......"

With a sigh, the middle-aged woman was not easy to persuade again, so she immediately took a step back, stood behind the scribe, and held an umbrella for him to cover the rain.

Golden bell jar, the sixth level!

Taking a deep breath, the bandages and robes on the middle-aged literati suddenly exploded, revealing a tangled and strong muscle.

If there wasn't a purple fist mark in his lower abdomen that was bleeding an inch deep, everything would be perfect......

Not......

"Although Li Lianying's gelding dog is hateful, the Forbidden Emperor Fist is indeed powerful, even if it is compared with the 'Middle Holy Spirit', it is not far away!"

Clenching his teeth, the middle-aged scribe forcibly swallowed the blood that was surging in his throat and calmed the churning breath in his chest.

The next moment, as his skill gradually spread all over his body, a huge golden bell phantom shrouded his body!

Although this golden bell phantom is illusory, the pattern tends to be real, and it can be called a work of art.

It can be seen from this that the martial arts of middle-aged scribes can be called first-class strong opponents in the entire rivers and lakes, only inferior to the 'five uniques'.

However, compared to the past, the energy of the golden bell jar induced by the seriously injured middle-aged scribe was full of cracks.

Rao is like this, and the power contained in it also made Ah Fu, the coachman who was watching silently, tremble and couldn't help but worship.

"Open it for me!"

The body was getting more and more crumbling, and the middle-aged scribe knew very well that he would not be able to support it for long.

Immediately, with a loud shout, he used all the strength he had mobilized at the moment and slapped his palm in front of him in the air!

The palm of the middle-aged scribe, although it was issued when he was weak, but in terms of power, it was not small at all, and it was similar to the heyday.

I saw that his palms were like treasure mirrors, and the golden light was flashing, emitting a majestic energy, rampage, and rushed straight towards the big tree blocking the road!

In an instant, the two came into contact.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering bang was born......

One hit! With just one blow, the burning tree in the middle of the road was shattered into pieces.

"Xianggong, are you alright?"

Seeing that after the middle-aged scribe struck out this palm, his feet were weak and he was about to fall, and the middle-aged woman behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Seeing her husband's unbearable and sweaty appearance, she was very distressed, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"It's okay......"

After slapping this palm, the middle-aged literati whose face was exposed immediately breathed and reluctantly suppressed the surging xenomorph true qi in his body.

Seeing that his wife cared about him and that tears flashed in his eyes, he couldn't help but show a reluctant smile and waved his hand to show that it was okay.

But just when the three people present were relieved, the sudden abnormal sound made them nervous again.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

In the loud sound of rain, there was a loud cry, which came from the place where the tree was lying before, and it was clearly audible.

The middle-aged literati, who had finally recovered from his recovery, looked at it and found something incredible......

It turned out that among the flames that had not yet been extinguished, and among the wooden fragments of large pine trees, there was a baby!

"How can there be a child here?"

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the middle-aged scribe's brows furrowed.

You know, newborns are extremely fragile, and they are usually thrown in the wild without even a package, and within a few hours, they will freeze to death in this heavy rain! If you're lucky, it's not impossible to get eaten by an animal. After all, now the court is cruel and unkind, the people are not happy, and the dogs, wolves, and foxes in the wild are used to eating the flesh of people who starve to death, and they are extremely fierce, and they will not be unable to eat because the other party is a baby! However, at this moment, this baby, who was lying in a shallow dirt pit with no shelter, seemed to be very energetic, not only did he have no injuries on his body, but he could not even see many traces of the rain.

In order to escape the pursuit of the sticky pole, the middle-aged scribe deliberately chose a difficult fork in the road, there is not a single family within a radius of more than ten miles, how can there be a baby lying here? Didn't the lightning strike hit him before? Didn't the pines that fell before hit him? Didn't the punch he blasted before affect him? This is really strange......

Although there are all kinds of doubts, the middle-aged scribe is not the kind of hard-hearted and unsympathetic person after all, and immediately, after thinking for a while, he motioned to the coachman Ah Fu with his eyes, let the other party step forward, and hugged the baby who was still crying.

"My lord, it's a boy! I don't know who is so ruthless and abandons him. ”

Carefully carried the child in front of the middle-aged scribe, for which the coachman who took off his coat also wet the inner clothes.

Ah Fu is an orphan, poor and helpless since childhood, in order to enter the palace to beg for food, under the guidance of a kind beggar, he used a blunt knife to cut off the most important things for men, but the affairs of the palace are extremely corrupt, there is not enough bribes, ordinary people want to enter it to do things, it is undoubtedly a dream. If he hadn't been taken in by a middle-aged scribe, he wouldn't have known where he died! Because of this, he who cannot have descendants, has a different kind of pity for this newborn baby. Even the movements are very gentle.

"Is it my brother?"

Just as the middle-aged scribe was about to take the baby into his arms, a soft and milky voice sounded at his feet.

He looked down, but saw a very cute little daughter with braids and a floral dress standing on tiptoe, wanting to see higher.

"Ying'er, didn't I tell you to stay in the car and not come out?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe frowned and scolded in a deep voice: "It's still raining outside, what if you catch a cold and catch a cold?" Give me back! Later, I will punish you for copying the thousand-word text three more times! It's disobedient......"

"Ying'er is also curious about what happened, look at her like this, if you don't let her see it, it will definitely make trouble."

Seeing the little girl's tilted head and very puzzled, the middle-aged woman's face couldn't help but bring a loving smile, regardless of the fact that her shoulders were wet, she leaned her body and oil-paper umbrella closer to her daughter to shield her from the wind and rain.

"Alas, you're like this, sooner or later you'll spoil Ying'er......"

Under the persuasion of the middle-aged woman, the middle-aged scribe was dissatisfied, but he also allowed his daughter to stand here.

"Is it my brother?"

Seeing the baby who stopped crying and quieted down in Ah Fu's arms, the little girl's big eyes blinked.

She stared curiously into the baby's eyes, and the baby seemed to notice it, tilting its head slightly.

In the sound of the dripping rain, the two children looked at each other silently......

The little girl only felt that the other party's eyes seemed to have a strange magic, like a whirlpool, and attracted herself to it......

"Mom, I want to sleep ......"

In these few seconds, the little girl only felt very long.

She rubbed her eyes, her eyelids were already heavy and she couldn't open them, and she couldn't sleep.

Immediately, she tore at her mother's clothes and motioned for her to carry herself back to the carriage.

Before, the little girl secretly fell from it, but now there is no place to step on it, and she can't climb it alone.

"I told you not to come out casually, are you sick now?"

Seeing the abnormal flush on his daughter's face, the middle-aged scribe sighed and asked his wife to carry her back to sleep.

And he, who barely recovered a little strength, was born from the arms of the coachman Ah Fu, and observed it carefully.

"There are no defects or signs of illness on the whole body......

"It seems to have just been produced, and the innate qi has not yet dissipated......"

"Good tenacious muscles and bones, his eyes are also gods, if he practices martial arts, his talent should be better than nine out of nine martial artists in the world......"

"Now he looks at me, not crying or making trouble, is it possible that the previous crying was just to attract our attention?"

"What a smart kid, he actually understands what I mean, and will take the initiative to turn over and let me check his bone qualifications......"

The more he felt the bones and examined them, the more surprised the middle-aged scribe became. You know, this baby's physical condition is really good, and the mental convenience doesn't seem to be a problem, if it is placed on the rivers and lakes, but it is the kind of best heir that all major sects will compete for! It's an incredible thing! Gradually, his whole person fell into contemplation: "This child, no matter how you look at it, will definitely be the dragon and phoenix among people in the future, how can he be abandoned in such a wilderness?" If I hadn't happened to pass by here, he wouldn't have survived tonight...... Which parents are so ruthless that they don't even want their own children? ”

To be honest, the middle-aged scribe was really puzzled.

However, with the pursuers behind, he could not afford to delay here any longer......

"I received a slap from Li Lianying's 'Purple Qi from the East' this time, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to have descendants in the future......"

The middle-aged scribe touched his long beard: "Since this child has been abandoned by his biological parents and has become an orphan, I just adopted him as a righteous son as an heir." With his qualifications, he should be able to carry forward my 'Admiralty Gate' in the future...... And the age gap between Ying'er and him is not large, if you cultivate it since childhood, you will grow up and get married, and continue the bloodline of my Shi family! Hey, that's a great idea! ”

"From now on, you will be my Shi Jian's son!"

Looking at the baby who did not cry or make trouble in his arms, and was unusually calm, the middle-aged scribe had a smile on his face: "When Panasonic is out and has great ambitions, you will be called Shi Songhong......

Just as he said this, there was another thunderclap in the sky!

"Good, good! It seems that even God thinks that you should be called that! ”

Haha laughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shi Jian turned his head to Ah Fu and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to go!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

Nodding, Ah Fu sat back in the driver's seat.

Shi Jian, who was holding the baby, also returned to the carriage and asked his wife to help him change his bandages and apply medicine to prevent his injuries from worsening.

As the sound of wheels and the rolling of the road spread in the rain, the carriage continued on its way toward Florida......

No one would have thought that more than ten years later, there would be a little spark and a prairie fire!

(ps: Try to write in a comic-style way, when you watch it, do you have a sense of picture?) ）