"Hurry up and catch up, that man is seriously injured, he can't escape, he dares to spy on the Great Khan, it's really looking for death!" There were about ten people in a team on the grassland, and they quickly searched for them. The vast grassland, as far as the eye can see, has no place to hide, which greatly reduces the difficulty of searching for people.

These Mongol warriors, armed with scimitars at their waists and angry faces, wore leather armor and rode through at great speed. Someone tried to assassinate the Great Khan, which completely angered them.

In a bush, Fan Wen's face was like a blank paper, without half a point of blood, the whole person was sluggish, he was careless, and killed those traitors who took refuge in the Mongols one after another, and things went smoothly, and indeed no one cared about their life or death. But before leaving, he suddenly moved his mind to explore the Mongol camp.

This time he was not so lucky, he underestimated the reaction speed of the Mongolian warriors, and the people on the steppe were really always living on the edge of survival and destruction, wandering between life and death, and their sensitivity was terrifying.

Unsuspecting, he fell straight into the trap and was hit by an arrow in the thigh, which would have killed him if he hadn't dodged it quickly.

Panting heavily, Fan Wen could already hear the horn of the Mongols, these people were biting him like wolves, and no one was his opponent, but when they were connected, he was severely injured, which cut off his way of escape.

The Mongols are fierce and tough, and even if they fight back between death, they can bite off a piece of meat from him. The horse he had taken had long since been killed, and now he was left alone.

Lying on the ground, listening to the sound of horses' hooves approaching in the distance, Fan Wen's face changed again and again, he had killed dozens of Mongolian warriors. This not only did not scare them off, but attracted more people to round them up, Fan Wen shook his head with a smile.

"I didn't expect that. I, Fan Wen, would have died here in obscurity. Fan Wen's expression was resolute, he never thought of surrendering, what joy in life, what sorrow in death, people in Mingjiao have always sacrificed their lives for righteousness. Never steal a living.

"Even if you die, you have to kill a few more people!" Fan Wen is fierce, he is not a benevolent person, but a bright left envoy of Mingjiao in the Western Regions.

Fan Wen was determined to die, carefully planning the final murder plan, and his face was as usual, but people couldn't see what he was thinking. At this moment, a figure suddenly fell in front of him, and Fan Wen instinctively pounced. The palms are amazingly fast.

The person who came was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and pressed it forward, all of Fan Wen's attacks immediately failed, and he suddenly felt his body stiff and felt bad.

"Don't talk, I'm always calling Hanako to save people."

Hearing that the person who came was talking about Chinese, Fan Wen's original fighting gesture stopped, but he did not relax his vigilance.

"Huh. You're a fierce man, so I'll unlock the acupoints for you first. Otherwise, I guess you won't believe it. The person who came was Hong Qigong, who had gone deep into the desert, and the great movements of these Mongolian warriors alarmed him, and he was determined to follow and see who would be hunted down by this group of people.

Reaching out to unlock Fan Wen's acupoint, Hong Qigong shook his head, "You have lost too much blood, and you have been running around for days." It's not suitable for any big moves now, so let's follow the old name Hanako. ”

"Who the hell are you?" Fan Wen was very vigilant, he didn't want to be tricked into going to Temujin's side, and at that time, he really couldn't survive, he couldn't die. There are many similar methods in Mingjiao. Under the torture of hot hands, few people can bear it. It is better to die here than to suffer that time.

"I always call Hanako's surname Hongmingqi, so you can call me Qigong." Hong Qigong looked at Fan Wen carefully, and was a little puzzled why he was hunted down.

Fan Wen thought in his heart, he was a member of the Ming Sect, and he had never had anything to do with the beggar gang, but he had a lot of gaps, and when he looked at this person's palm, he immediately knew who this person was.

"It seems that you really recognize the origin of the old name Hanako, let's go first, these doglegs are really annoying." Hong Qigong saw the Mongolian warriors rushing in the distance, and regardless of whether Fan Wen was happy or not, he reached out and picked him up, and quickly disappeared here.

Stretched out his hand to find something to eat, handed it to Fan Wen, Hong Qigong waited for him to finish eating, he wanted to come to Shenlong to see the head but not the end, there are many people in the rivers and lakes who have heard of his name, but there are very few people who can really recognize him. This is not a modern era where network communication is extremely developed, most people only hear of the five unique names in the world, and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan have never heard of Ouyang Feng's White Camel Mountain, which can be seen.

Fan Wen recognized Hong Qigong, but he had less scruples and ate it in a big gulp.

"Finished eating, right? Can you tell the old Hanako what's going on? "Hong Qigong is very patient, he encountered this matter as soon as he arrived here, and he is not in a hurry to investigate the Mongolian matter. People have arrived, and it is not difficult to get information for many things.

Fan Wen took a sip of water, leaned on the rock, felt a lot more comfortable, and after a long time, he decided to tell the truth: "I am the left envoy of the Ming Sect. ”

"Mingjiao?" Hong Qigong immediately became a little interested, but he remembered that Zhao Qi claimed to be the leader of the Ming Sect.

"Hmm." Fan Wen didn't understand why Hong Qigong had such an expression, if Hong Qigong wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to escape at all.

"Zhao Qi is your sect leader, right? How could you be allowed to come here alone? Hong Qigong knew that he was making a little fuss, so he took the opportunity to change the topic.

Fan Wen shook his head and smiled bitterly, it was difficult to explain this matter, so he could only say: "The sect leader didn't know about this, originally I was just going to explore the reality of the Mongols, and before leaving, I killed some people, and they chased and killed them." "Spring and autumn brushwork is always the best way.

"Killed? Can you tell me about it? Hong Qigong frowned subconsciously, he didn't like to kill people indiscriminately, and the people he killed in his life were all traitors. He was not so interested in the internal affairs of the Ming Sect, and it was not for him to delve into it.

"The Mongols plundered all over the world, but they collected a lot of capable people and strangers for their use, and those who did not have a skill were denounced as slaves, and took refuge in the Mongols, and they should be punished!" Fan Wen's face showed madness, none of those people were his opponents, he was familiar with the path, and he was defenseless, but he killed most of them.

Hong Qigong's brows furrowed even deeper, and he found that the people of the Ming Sect were really crazy, "There are also good and evil among them, how can they kill indiscriminately like this?" Hong Qigong couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Fan Wen glanced at Hong Qigong, he didn't expect this person to be so ignorant, "Do you know what they are doing?" ”

"What are you doing?" Hong Qigong's heart tightened when he heard this, this was exactly what he needed to investigate.

"The Mongols had no military formations, they didn't know how to write, and they couldn't cast weapons with iron, and these Han masters did these jobs for them, and they killed them if they didn't want to do them. Hehe, when the map they drew was used by the Mongols, it was not one or two people who died. The weapons they create will be stained with the blood of the Han people. If you do this, you should be killed, where is the bullshit, good and evil. Fan Wen didn't have the idea of running away from Hong Qigong, and he didn't have so many scruples when he spoke. To a certain extent, he was not afraid of Hong Qigong's move. At this moment, he suddenly felt very relaxed, at least there was still a sect leader in the Ming Sect.

Hong Qigong's expression changed greatly, and he rarely considered this issue, "Then they may have their own helplessness." Hong Qigong himself doesn't have so much confidence when he says this, the Han people pay attention to integrity, and if they take refuge in a different race, they are out of discipline and lose their righteousness. Even if ordinary people don't need to care about this, they will still be looked down upon by others.

For this, Fan Wen only sneered. According to his idea, it is most correct to kill all those people, otherwise they will suffer sooner or later. I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

"No, no, kill those people, you must have enough time to leave." Hong Qigong suddenly grasped the problem node, and gave up his life just to kill those people, which is undoubtedly very unintelligent, and the person in front of him is not that kind of person.

"If you don't want to give Temujin a try, they want to keep me?" Fan Wen's expression was proud, with his martial arts realm, it was easy to get out after killing people.

Hong Qigong immediately believed most of it, he found that the problem was getting more and more complicated, and Zhao Qi seemed to have intervened in the affairs of the Mongols a long time ago, "Then what are your plans next?" ”

"Returning to the Central Plains, the Mongols are indeed the great enemy of the world, Temujin is eloquent and strategic, and has the ambition to tolerate the four seas, and Genghis Khan is titled, which is the intention." Fan Wen sighed and went to the desert, so that he could jump out of the fence, only to feel the width of the world, and only then did he know that Yelang's arrogance was not a sage's words.

Hong Qigong nodded, he saw something, "It seems that the old name Hanako didn't run in vain this trip, and there should be some gains." "He's a square guy and he's reluctant to say much about things that aren't clear. The thought of this man killing so many lives made him feel helpless.

"In the next Fan Wen, this time the Hong Gang Leader came to the rescue, Minggan Wu, the grace of saving his life, unforgettable, if he asks for something in the future, as long as it does not violate the morality of the rivers and lakes, I will go to the soup and go to the fire, and I will not give up." When Fan Wen heard this, he took his heart back, and immediately thanked him, if it wasn't for Hong Qigong's rescue, he would have no way to live.

He didn't know that he himself was provoked by Zhao Qi to the desert, and Hong Qigong was also fooled here by Zhao Qi, and the cause and effect were involved, which was really wonderful.

"That's not necessary, I always called Hanako to save people in my life, and I never wanted those things, but there are some things I want to ask you, if you are convenient to tell one or two, even if it is to give Hanako face." Hong Qigong glanced at him deeply, this person's return will inevitably cause endless turmoil, but he has no reason to stop it, he can only find a way to understand more Zhao Qi.

Fan Wen nodded briskly, as long as it wasn't a secret matter of the Ming Sect, he really didn't have anything to care about, "The Hong Gang Master said it seriously, although he said it bluntly. ”

The two quickly talked about some things, and Hong Qigong was most concerned about some of Zhao Qi's origin ideas, and the more he understood, the more frightened he felt. He had witnessed Zhao Qi step into the innate realm.

On the other side, Zhao Qi returned to the ship and immediately announced that he was about to return to the Western Regions.

PS: This chapter is an update to the K-master monthly pass, thank you for your support! (To be continued.) )