Hong Sixue carried Zuo Lianshan's body of more than 200 catties, and galloped for more than ten miles in a row, and finally couldn't support it, so she carefully put Zuo Lianshan on the side of the road. He sat cross-legged on his knees, trying to adjust the true qi that was already in chaos in his body. A heart-warming anxiety suddenly welled up from the bottom of my heart. She took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Dongting Lake with anticipation, hoping that Peng Wuwang would be able to gallop over with a nonchalant face. She could even guess what Peng Wuwang would say when he saw her, "Red gang leader, it's just a few thieves, it's hard to get me there, Peng Wuwang has already been sent away." However, a small inexplicable voice kept repeating in the heart: "Die, he won't come, die, he can't come."

Suddenly, a dense roar came from afar, like hundreds of cowhide drums beating together. Hong Sixue immediately flew up and stood up, shook her hand and showed the flying eagle whip, thinking to herself: This time I have to fight with them no matter what, and I have no strength to escape. I don't want to run away anymore.

A loud and long neighing sound came, and a white horse as white as jade came to the front like lightning, and a handsome young man wearing a white power suit, wearing a white feather on his shoulder, hanging an arrow bag on his waist, and carrying a silver longbow obliquely came to Hong Sixue. This young man is full of Yintang, with bright tiger eyes, very thin and long eyebrows, and a well-defined face, like a knife and axe, which is impressive. His lips were extremely thin, and he often had a smile on his face, revealing a mouthful of white, shiny teeth. Judging from the figure of him sitting on a horse, this person was at least seven feet tall, and although his body was thin, it gave people a sense of majesty and might.

Behind him were more than 100 white-clothed men, all dressed in white with silver bows and long knives at their waists, stepping off white horses. These big men are full of energy, their temples are high, and their eyes are fierce and compelling, and they know that everyone is a master at a glance.

These people's horse control skills are superb, although they are very close to each other, but none of the horses showed an anxious demeanor, and quietly formed a circle to trap Hong Sixue.

Hong Sixue took a deep breath and thought to herself, "It's him, is it really a catastrophe today."

I only heard this handsome young man clasp his fists on the horse, and said loudly with a smile: "Red Gang Master, Son of Zheng Wentian, the Lord of the Winter Altar, Zheng Juechen is polite."

Hong Sixue tried her best to suppress the anxiety in her heart, and said calmly, "Zheng Gongzi, I have long admired the name of Young Master White. Are you here to take my life today?"

It turned out that this person was Zheng Juechen, the white horse prince among the seven sons of martial arts who everyone in the world admired. Zheng Juechen is famous for his family equestrian skills, silver bows and white feather arrows. His magic bow stunt once shocked the three most powerful horse thieves in the northwest, northeast, and southwest. so that he enjoys a great reputation among the Hu people outside the Guanwai. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that when the white horse appears, it is as dangerous as an egg, when the silver bow sounds, life is like a hanging line, and the white feather is a shot, and nine deaths are lived.

Zheng Juechen looked up to the sky and laughed, and said loudly: "Even if it was originally intended to be like this, seeing the Red Gang Leader, like seeing a celestial person, anyone must dispel this thought."

Although Hong Sixue didn't let her eyebrows go, when she heard Zheng Juechen's teasing, she couldn't help but blush, and said angrily, "How can Zheng Gongzi talk like this."

Zheng Juechen smiled indifferently: "The Red Gang Leader is a fairy-like person, even if people don't say it, they will definitely think like this in their hearts. I only say what is in my heart, how can the Red Gang Leader bear to blame."

Hong Sixue frowned slightly, and said, "Zheng Gongzi has a good temperament, how can I blame him. It's just that now Zheng Gongzi is surrounding me in the middle, why the hell."

Zheng Juechen glanced at her deeply, pondered for a long time, and said, "Originally, I wanted to ask the gang leader why he wanted to disband the Year Gang, but after seeing the Red Gang leader, I suddenly felt that you must have unspeakable hardships for disbanding the Year Gang." He looked at the sky with a smile and said, "If I say that from today onwards, the Winter Altar will be ninety rudders, and the hall master of the six halls will fully support the feat of the Red Gang Leader disbanding the Year Gang, so can I win the Gang Leader's smile."

Since Hong Sixue was fourteen years old, she has constantly met men who are in love with her, but few people want Zheng Juchen to be like this, and as soon as they meet, they will clearly pursue her.

Hong Sixue sighed weakly and said, "What's so difficult to laugh at you, but what you said is serious? Or maybe it's just frivolous words."

Zheng Juechen didn't expect Hong Sixue to be so chic and uninhibited, and he had a little more affection for her in his heart. He smiled proudly and said, "My father said that he was sick at home, and he once asked me to temporarily take the position of the master of the Winter Altar, and everything was cheap. What I Zheng Juchen said is a nail in the coffin and will never change." He suddenly turned his head and said to the men behind him, "I have decided to support the Red Gang leader to dissolve the Year Gang, what objections do you have?"

Behind him, these white-clothed and white-horse heroes replied in unison, "I am willing to swear to follow the young altar master to the death."

Zheng Juechen roared: "What a young altar master, there is no young altar master, only my white horse son Zheng Juechen." Everyone roared yes, and the sound shook the world.

Hong Sixue's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Gongzi Zheng, can you do me another favor?"

Zheng Juechen smiled elegantly and said, "Red girl, please command."

Zuo Lianshan ate the Xue Toad Pill, the healing elixir of the Shanxi Zheng family that Zheng Jiechen fed, and the poison on the butterfly dart had melted away, and the injury had been controlled. Seeing him lying prone on the horse and falling asleep, Hong Sixue finally put her mind at ease and looked at Zheng Juechen, who was riding a horse beside her. Zheng Juechen smiled at her and said, "Red girl don't have to worry, Brother Peng should be fine, Uncle Zhu, Uncle Li loves heroes the most, Brother Peng is so heroic, they will not kill him."

Hong Sixue nodded slowly, still very anxious in her heart, and the feeling of palpitations made her unable to feel at ease.

On the shore of Dongting Lake, where the moonlight is like water, everything is calm, only the chirping of birds and the forest, and all the killing battles have disappeared without a trace. Hong Sixue, Zheng Juechen and more than 100 white-clothed men stood tall on the lakeside, dazed and at a loss.

"Maybe Brother Peng has already left." Zheng Juechen said contemplatively.

"If Brother Peng breaks through, he will definitely find a way to meet me." Hong Sixue looked at the large pool of blood left by Peng Wuwang on the ground in a daze.

"Red girl don't need to worry, tomorrow I will accompany the girl to Longjiazhuang, see Uncle Zhu, Uncle Li, everything will be clear." Zheng Juechen said in a deep voice.

"That's it, Gongzi Gaoyi, Sixue has thanked you here." Hong Sixue hugged her fist. She closed her eyes, let out a long sigh, and rode away from the lake in the silver moonlight.

Zheng Juechen looked at her fairy posture under the moonlight, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Under the leadership of Peng Wuxing and Hou Zaichun, the people of the Pengmen Dart Bureau regrouped, packed up all the Pengmen soft belongings left in Washington, and prepared to return to Qingzhou Tai'an to revive the past prestige of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau.

Before leaving, Chengdu was empty, and women and children gathered in Washington with their families to beat gongs and drums to see off Peng's dart bureau from Shu. Hua Bufan specially found a large-scale celebration party arranged, invited the famous gong and drum team of Bashu, and bought the best firecrackers, and personally came to practice for Peng Wuxing and others. The scene was extremely enthusiastic.

Peng Wuxing, Hou Zaichun, and Hua Bufan stood under the two huge pillars in Washington, and talked in a low voice about Peng Wuwang's whereabouts. "The second brother really left with the Nian gang leader Hong Sixue?" Hua Bufan asked with concern.

"Yes," Peng Wuxing said, "When he left, he taught me and Zaichun martial arts, and told me a lot of things."

Hou Zaichun took over the conversation: "The three young darts are dressed in military uniforms, not to mention how majestic they are, and they are elated when they leave, as if they are going to some kind of banquet."

Hua Bufan held his chin with his hand and said in thought, "Second brother is so excited, he must be going to do something big, and he also specially taught you martial arts, which seems to be ......." He glanced at the two of them, hesitated not to speak.

Peng Wuxing hurriedly said, "Brother Hua, is the third brother in danger?" Hua Bufan shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just that if it's not a big deal, why should I be in such a hurry to teach martial arts, it always makes me feel uneasy."

Hou Zaichun said loudly: "The young dart head will be fine, the Shu cottage is so dangerous, the young dart head has broken through, is there anything else in the world that can stop him?"

Hua Bufan smiled when he heard this, patted Hou Zaichun lightly, and said, "I am concerned about chaos, it is true, the second brother is strong in martial arts, and he is already invincible, I am too worried."

Peng Wuxing and Hou Zaichun both laughed.

At this time, there was a burst of earth-shattering cheers, and it turned out that the family members in Washington were about to start setting off firecrackers to see off the dart team, a custom intended to use masculine firecrackers to drive away evil spirits and bring luck to those who traveled far away and their relatives. A Washington expert jumped up, got on the high post, and handed the fire poke in his hand to the large string of firecrackers that had been properly placed early.

Everyone held their breath and watched excitedly as the good hand moved. Suddenly, two strings of firecrackers that were obviously tied sturdy fell to the ground out of thin air together, making a crackling sound. The crowd screamed in unison.

Hua Bufan felt a shudder all over his body, he glanced at Peng Wuxing and Hou Zaichun, and found that the faces of the two of them had turned iron-blue. The three of them thought of Peng Wuwang at the same time.