The night wind whistled in Ke Zhan's ears, and the biting cold not made him feel uncomfortable, but cheered him up. In his arms, Dalong's shattered body still made his heart ache. Seeing the flesh and blood of the same clan being killed so coldly in front of the Han people, this hot-blooded foreigner couldn't bear it anymore no matter what. And what drove him mad the most was that those Han people actually hung Dalong's body high on a tree by the Weishui to show the public, as an example. This is the greatest humiliation for the Turkic warriors. He can no longer pretend to be a fellow believer of those bastard Han people.

He was sincerely grateful to Princess Jinxiu for arranging for him: find a Han man of similar stature to Da Long and kill him, smear his face with blood, exchange his corpse for Da Long's bones, and then find a reason for him to leave the brigade and send Da Long's bones back to Songmingyan. A day later, the face of the dead Han ghost must have been pecked to pieces by the crow, and there would be no flaws in it. And he no longer has to get along with these hateful Han people day and night, and he is false and wronged. He secretly swore that on Lotus Mountain, he would kill Peng Wuwang with his own hands.

"Brother Darong!" The Turks on Songming Rock all knelt in front of Dalong's body, and everyone looked sad and angry. Feifeng Tu Jiao cried loudly, almost fainting in Pu Aman's arms. Pua Man carefully examined the injuries on Dalong's body, his face became heavier and heavier, and his two thick eyebrows were almost twisted together.

"Brother Aman," Yelutian asked cautiously, "Is there anything strange about Brother Dalong's injury?" "

"What a ruthless method!" Pua said solemnly, "It's just an ordinary Shaolin boxing technique and a big grappling hand, but it's used extremely wonderfully." The first move, Arhat Kick Tiger, was actually used by him to kick back, and only one move shattered Ah Long's nose, making his eyes swollen, unable to see his opponent clearly, his mind was shocked, and he couldn't think of the move. Then there was the elastic leg in the Shaolin introductory boxing method, which shattered Ah Long's ribs, and the big grappler broke his arms, and then the mandarin duck chain legs, three legs in a row, shattered Ah Long's vertebrae, causing his internal organs to shatter and kill him on the spot. There is not a single intact bone left in the upper body, this is ruthless, hey! "

"Who is it that treats Dalong so viciously?" Ji Can, known as the Blood Warrior, almost gritted his steel teeth with hatred. He and Dalong once participated in the bloody battle of the Jili tribe and the Tuli tribe together, and were called the blood duo by the steppe warriors because of their outstanding military achievements.

Feifeng Tujiao, who woke up from Pu Aman's arms, suddenly pounced in front of Ke Zhan, grabbed his shirt tightly, and asked in a crying voice: "Ke Zhan, you tell me, who is so ruthless?" I want him to be unable to live, to die! "

Ke Zhan waved his fist angrily and said fiercely: "It's a swordsman named Peng Wuhope." He was of medium build, with a scar on his face, dark skin, but with a mouthful of white teeth, which was easy to recognize. However, Peng Wuwang is mine. "

"Fart, you can fight, how far do you give me, Peng Wuwang is mine, I want him to die little by little, inch by inch!" Tu Jiao's phoenix eyes were blood-red, like a female rakshasa struggling out of the fire of hell.

There was a contemplative look in Puaman's eyes: "You said he was a swordsman?" Why didn't he go under the knife? "

But Zhan said angrily: "How do I know, probably for a good time." "

Pu Aman's face was solemn for a while: "Is it because with Dalong's martial arts, he is not worthy of his sword?" His eyes showed a cold glow to the bone, the corners of his mouth showed a vicious and happy smile, and his beast-like cyan teeth were shallow and exposed, as if he smelled the smell of blood: "This trip to Lotus Mountain is getting more and more interesting." Peng Wuwang, come on, I'll wait for you. "

The heroes of the Shenbing Alliance who came ashore from the ferry gathered on the shore of Yaoshui, and the masters of the seven great families and various gangs and factions arrived almost at the same time, and the voices of the people were boiling, and the laughter was noisy, and this nameless small ferry in Yaoshui seemed to have become a big bazaar for a while. The heroes who wandered the rivers and lakes chose a career of licking blood with knives, and a large number of them were made to escape the lonely years of sunrise and sunset. Now that such a grand alliance can gather here for righteous events, these Jianghu guests are elated, as if they are celebrating a festival. Many high-rollers brought delicious food and wine, set up a table by Yao Shui, and drank five or six times. They dare to ask for any god of war heavenly soldier, or what is invincible in the world. They just took advantage of this big day to join in the fun, and they would get drunk with friends from the rivers and lakes who had not met for a long time.

Peng Wuwang looked at these carefree children of the rivers and lakes with envy, and seemed to want to join them. "Little Brother Peng, what's the matter, you feel envious when you look at it?" Li Yu on the side asked with a smile.

Peng Wuwang looked at the splendid princess who was walking slowly beside him, smiled bitterly, and said, "Hehe, we have a heavy responsibility on our bodies, and we don't dare to count on this kind of leisurely life for the time being." Princess Jinxiu's face was still expressionless, and she hadn't taken the initiative to say a word to him since Peng Wuwang killed Da Long in anger that day.

"Forget it, after this incident, I will invite Brother Peng to Qingzhou Restaurant to have a big meal to make up for today's regrets." Li Yu smiled. He saw that Peng Wuwang's mind was already on Princess Jinxiu, and he didn't wait for him to answer, so he quietly urged the car and rushed to the front.

Seeing that Mr. Li Yu was far away, and there was no one else nearby, Peng Wuwang urged the horse to walk to Princess Jinxiu's side, and said in a low voice: "Ah Jin, since I killed that Turkic dog thief by the Weishui River, you have not said a word to me, do you think I am too ruthless?" "

Princess Jinxiu was shocked, sighed secretly, and said: "Although he killed innocents indiscriminately and acted brutally, he was a man who stood up to the sky, you could have sent him on the road that day, why did you break his bones all over his body, and then finish him off." I usually think that you are a sincere gentleman, and I don't want you to be so vicious. "

Peng Wuwang's eyes darkened, and he said: "The little girl he killed that day also had broken ribs and broken spine, and I did this in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes, a tooth for a tooth, that's all." It's no different if you change anyone that day. "

"But you're different, you understand?" Princess Jinxiu suddenly said angrily, "I'd rather someone else cut him with a thousand knives than you move a finger on him." "

"Ah Jin!" Peng Wuwang said in a dazed voice.

Princess Splendid quickly realized her gaffe, and quickly retracted her words, secretly blaming herself in her heart. But, somehow, deep down in her heart, there was a joy and excitement that gave it all up, a feeling she hadn't enjoyed in a long time. She wanted to make amends with words, but she didn't want to say a word when the words came to her lips.

"Ah Jin," Peng Wuwang pondered for a long time, and suddenly said, "I have always called myself a chivalrous man, and I have never shown mercy to the murderer, although I have never killed innocents in my life, but my hands are already full of blood. Doing things on weekdays is indeed a little more ruthless. You don't like it, I can change it. "

These words made Princess Jinxiu's heart feel sweet, like a glimpse of sweet spring water after trekking in the desert for several days. The pretty face behind her green scarf turned slightly red for this sentence. "No, Jinxiu!" Princess Splendid desperately reminded herself in her heart, "He is the murderer of my Turkic children. He is a stranger bent on fighting against my army. You must not be soft-hearted to him. She calmed down and said coldly: "How you act on weekdays is your business, and it has nothing to do with me." You don't need to make any changes for me. With that, he galloped away from the front team.

Peng Wuwang reined in the horse's head, stared blankly at the distant figure of Princess Jinxiu, and was disappointed: "Sure enough, it still doesn't work." Peng is hopeless, Peng is hopeless, when will you have even a little bit of self-knowledge. "