A mountain road, long and winding, like a long snake, stretches out from the mountains, on the mountain road, sparsely populated, the dead leaves flying all over the ground, the late autumn bleak breath is vividly displayed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A carriage, on this bumpy mountain path, slowly, the two horses pulling the carriage are bald horses, very old, so it is not fast, in fact, it is impossible to go too fast on such a sheep intestine path, otherwise, the old carriage may also be upside down, yes, the carriage itself is very old, at least more than ten years, even decades old, the paint on the top has peeled off, there are many traces of damage, and then look at the person who set up the car, is also an old coachman in his sixties, old, his back is also hunched, shrinking his hands and feet to frame the car, long lost the sturdy appearance of his youth。

Horses, broken carts, old coachmen, obviously this is not a rich and illustrious family, and then look at the size of the carriage, there are not many people sitting on it, at most four people, such a carriage appears on this barren mountain, the most likely is a small merchant who has failed in business, or a small landowner who has gone home to go home from a long distance, and is walking on the way home at this time.

From a distance, this is a perfect picture of the autumn breeze!

"Rare Yu Yu~!"

As they were moving slowly, the two horses suddenly stopped moving, one fell to the ground as they walked, and the other, as if stimulated by something, suddenly straightened up, raised their hooves, and kicked forward with all their might, and let out a terrible neigh.

"Who?!"

The hunchbacked old man sitting in the position of the emperor raised his head, broke off a shout, his body turned quickly, and his right hand shot out, and between his two fingers, a black feather long arrow was clamped.

"Guo Lao'er, he is so old, his skills have not degraded, he really deserves to be the boxing champion of the three provinces back then!!"

With an arrogant laugh, a dozen or so riders rushed out from between the mountains and forests, each wearing a black hat on his head, covering his face to death.

"Who are you?!"

The emperor Guo Lao'er shook off the black feather long arrow between his fingers, slowly stepped out of the carriage, and protected the carriage behind him, "Do you know who is in this carriage?!"

"Of course I know!" "The leader laughed and took off the hat on his head, "Guo Lao'er, I haven't seen you for thirteen years, you don't recognize me?!"

"Over the mountain wind, it's you!!"

Seeing the face of the other party under the hat, the hunchbacked old man's face changed greatly, the hand behind his back clenched his fist tightly, and in the depths of his eyes, the essence burst out, showing a trace of determination.

"Yo, the old man wants to work hard, okay, it's been thirteen years, and I also want to learn the power of your thirteen-way midtop fist again!" said the mountain wind, raising his hand, along the huge and hideous scar on his face, slowly touching upward, as if feeling something, until his fingers touched the black blindfold, and finally stopped, "Thirteen years, these thirteen years, I will touch this scar every day, tell myself, I won't wait too long!"

"Hmph, thirteen years ago, you were my defeated men, and thirteen years later, you can't win against me!"

"Really?!"

The mountain breeze laughed, "Then let's see!"

As he spoke, his tall body rose from the horse's back, like a giant eagle, and pounced violently on the hunchbacked old man, while shouting, "Give it to me!"

"Yes!!"

With the roar of the mountain wind, more than ten horsemen answered at the same time and rushed towards the carriage.

"Who dare!!"

The hunchbacked old man shouted violently, his feet were vigorous, like an arrow from the string, and rushed to the front of the carriage, which was not a wide road, and more than ten horses could not be placed at all, at most it could only accommodate two horses in parallel, at this time the old man rushed to the front of the carriage, his fists were like the wind, and he actually hit the two fierce horses that rushed straight forward.

The fist was like a hammer, as fast as electricity, the momentum of the two horses was fast, and suddenly the fist and the horse collided in one place, the hunchbacked old man's body slammed down, took a step back, and left two ankle-deep marks on the ground, and the two horses neighed wildly, the front half of the height was raised, and then fell heavily to the ground.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, the knight rushed, the old man stepped forward, punched out, the scene was chaotic, and the scar-faced man had already jumped off the mount in the wind, when the old man hit the two horses with both fists, he had already rushed to his back, a palm up, printed on the old man's back, at this time the old man just repelled the two horses, the body reversed, just hit this palm, the body suddenly stiffened, a mouthful of blood spurted from the throat.

With a solid palm, the mountain wind showed a smug smile, but before the smile could be fully unfolded, a cyan streamer flashed out of the carriage, and a brilliant streamer slashed through the air, stabbing him in the back.

"Not good!"

The mountain wind is also a person who has been in battle for a long time, feeling the danger of the blade and the body, he suddenly roared, and it was too late to strike at the old man again, his body twisted violently, and he moved his body three feet horizontally, avoiding the sword that was like a poisonous snake swallowing the letter, but the sword light appeared too suddenly, although the mountain wind avoided the fatal attack, but still could not completely avoid it, the long sword tore through the robe on his body, and a long wound was cut on his waist, and the blood instantly soaked the surrounding clothes.

"What a vicious girl!"

This unexpected blow scared the mountain wind out of a cold sweat, but as soon as he turned his head, his fierce gaze fell on the side of the carriage, and then he saw clearly that the person who shot was holding an unsheathed short sword, his apricot eyebrows were upside down, and the anger in his eyes was about to stare at him like a fire.

Guoshan Feng was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face disappeared without a trace, and an extremely obscene smile appeared, "Yo, it's a big beauty, it seems that today's harvest is not small, hahahahahaha!!"

When the laughter began, the dozen or so riders around, including the two knights who had just fallen from their horses to the ground, also laughed, and the laughter was full of obscenity.

"Boss, you're right, follow you, there's meat to eat!"

"That's right, boss, such a little girl's skin with fine skin and tender meat is just right for our appetite, you go first in a while, we will follow, and it will be refreshing!"

"Not bad, not bad!"

All of a sudden, there was a **** around, as if the little lady in front of the car had become a bag.

The girl who filled out of the carriage was born in the house of the official eunuch since she was a child, it can be said that she grew up in the honey pot, where did she experience this, a pretty face rose red, revealing a look of resentment, a short sword in her hand, her body twisted, and flew out like a spirit swallow, the sword light was faint, and she pierced the mountain wind.

"Good body!" Seeing the attacking sword light, the mountain wind turned upright, crossed his hands, blocked the sword, the tip of the sword hit between his elbows, and made a crisp sound of gold and iron, the girl had no power with a sword, and her body retreated rapidly, "If you want to run, it's not so easy!"

The mountain wind grinned, and rushed towards the direction of the carriage like a cannonball, shouting, "Huo Zhengliang, come out for me!!"

(To be continued.) )