"Brother Qi, your face?"

"Brother Qin, your face?"

The two looked at each other's eyes and stared at each other's faces in unison.

The man's face was injured, and he thought that there were all reasons, and when he asked, both faces were embarrassed, and in the end, he could only scratch his head and cough twice, even if he responded.

After the embarrassment, Qin Fusu took the lead in inquiring,

"Brother Qi, where is Ling Shuang?"

Qi Chen's face was pale, he glanced sideways at Xiao Ya, who was squatting behind Qin Fusu to wipe her tears, hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and whispered,

"She got off the boat halfway, and her cultivation reached the breakthrough level, if it goes well, it is estimated that she will arrive immediately. ”

Although the Yang family's marksmanship and Yang Miaozhen's pear flower spear formation, which have been inherited for hundreds of years, are fierce in actual combat, Qin Fusu is just an ordinary martial artist. However, after the last time he came to the Immortal Crane Gate, he knew that Qi Chen was a very arrogant person, and it was rare to show such a solemn expression, and asked,

"Doesn't it go well?"

The landslide and tsunami in the boat all the way, the fierce tigress under the boat did not flinch in the slightest, and remembered that Zhong Lijiu was always calm and safe, Qi Chen grinned, patted Qin Fusu's shoulder, and did not speak, took two steps forward, squatted down, and whispered to Xiao Ya who was wiping her eyes in front of her,

"That, Miss Xiaoya, the commander told you to go back, it may not be safe outside. ”

Xiao Ya wiped her face fiercely, stood up, and walked towards the gate of protecting the country, Qi Chen scratched his head, waved his hand at Qin Fusu, and shouted Brother Qin to wait a minute, and hurriedly chased after him.

The end of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is coming, probably not exerting all effort, towards the top of the Phoenix Pavilion, only a little yellow finch is fanning its wings and chirping by the small window.

Qin Fusu looked up at the little yellow finch, it seemed to be rejected by the colorful phoenix in the attic, every time he pounced on the window, it was blocked by the exquisite carved window, and he couldn't enter it in a hurry, so he could only ram into it anxiously.

"Wow!"

The lingering sympathy has not yet dissipated, the crowd downstairs is still immersed in the afterglow of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", the sound of the piano in the attic changes suddenly, the killing intent is awe-inspiring, and the little yellow finch screams and rushes into the distance.

The sound of the piano entered his heart, Qin Fusu's face sank suddenly, and he glanced at two figures turning out of the alley downstairs, walking briskly towards the gate of the country, and two or three feet in front of him was Qi Chen, who was following the little girl.

As soon as he wanted to remind him, two figures flashed around the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Qin Fusu, the wide long sword was unsheathed, and two cold lights flashed, one went straight to the center of the eyebrows, and the other slashed the waist and abdomen.

Behind the tip of the sword, two figures, all dressed in regular clothes, were slightly dark, and on the palm holding the tip of the sword, green tendons burst out, engraved with a tiger pattern, and there was a short knife at each waist. Qin Fusu was furious, it was this group of people again, and since he appeared in Southern Xinjiang, he had been blocking him.

The cold light was cold, the momentum was heavy, and the wind that drove it whined, Qin Fusu didn't have the heart to entangle with them, and retreated into the tavern, the two broad swords were even more powerful, and they chased after him closely, Qin Fusu quickly flashed back, raised his leg and kicked away a dilapidated wooden table.

The two figures did not dodge, the long sword slashed, and in an instant, sawdust flew, and the tavern was suddenly in chaos, and the scattered drunken people in the tavern had not yet reacted, Qin Fusu drank coldly, poured his legs hard, protected his arms above his head, and rose to the sky.

Qi Chen followed behind Xiao Ya, but unfortunately his mouth was dull, he really didn't know how to persuade him, and he couldn't use force, so he could only scratch his messy hair, Xiao Ya walked straight to the side of the road, and walked towards the gatekeeper who was protecting the country, Qi Chen was about to reach out and hold her, and his heart suddenly woke up, the results of these days of practice were quite remarkable, and the faint two killing intent behind him seemed to be hell ghosts, and they were about to be attached, Qi Chen's right hand instantly fell on the hilt of the long sword at his waist, and his left hand stretched out, grabbed Xiao Ya, and turned the long sword out of the sheath.

Qi Chen looked at the two figures walking up in front of him, and before he could speak, he heard a cold drink in his ears, and the sound suddenly started, and the tavern that had just come out was suddenly messy, Qin Fusu flew high, glanced obliquely at the figure sitting on the top of Chaofeng Pavilion playing the piano, the corners of his mouth raised, and he did not hesitate, shouting to Qi Chen in the distance,

"Watch out for their knives!"

His Excellency Chaofeng was in a big mess, and the figures rushed and scattered, but the sound of the piano upstairs was also eager, Qin Fusu flickered a few times, turned over and landed beside Qi Chen, and the two of them protected Xiao Ya behind them, looking at the four figures that gradually surrounded them.

Two long knives, two heavy swords, and four figures surrounded him, Qin Fusu glanced at Qi Chen, and said in a low voice,

"The two who used the sword chased me, and the two who used the sword seemed to be coming for you and this little girl. Beware of their short knives. ”

Glancing at the short knives more than a foot long on the waists of several people, Qi Chen was slightly surprised, and looked at them, the four of them all had slightly dark faces, deep sunken eyes, cloudy eyes, and a rough breath, the long knives in the hands of the two people on the left were narrow and slender, which should be the Central Plains Miao knife, and the two people on the right, with heavy swords in their hands, were so wide in the palm, and they were iron swords in the army.

Although there was a difference in the appearance of the four people, they could see at a glance that they were from southern Xinjiang, and the four of them stepped forward step by step, Qi Chen asked coldly,

"Who are you?"

As soon as the words fell, the two people holding Miao knives raised their hands and pointed to Xiao Ya behind the two of them, and shouted in a low voice,

"Hand over this little girl. ”

Qi Chen raised his eyebrows, protected Xiao Ya with a confused face behind him, looked at the few people in front of him, and smiled, if you change that tigress here today, your words will be out of the air, and it will turn into meat paste in the next second.

I lost the little monk last time, if I lose this little girl this time, even if the commander doesn't blame him, if Tie Lingshuang comes back, it is estimated that the pair of big hammers will also greet him.

Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, Qi Chen said with a smile,

"You're really lucky, you don't have to die in a pile of mud. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two people with knives rushed forward, holding the long knife with both hands, bowing their heads like a cow, the tip of the knife was slightly raised like an angle, and they rushed straight forward.

The other two took two deep steps and rushed towards Qin Fusu.

"You're guarding her!"

Seeing that Qin Fusu did not have a spear in his hand, Qi Chen stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao Ya to Qin Fusu's side, stepped up, the short sword was unsheathed, the breath exploded, and the black qi of the double swords spread, perceiving that the true qi in his body was running smoothly, Qi Chen laughed, dodged like a bird, and drilled under the blade of the Miao knife that was attacking quickly, the long sword swept obliquely, gently raised the long knife, and the short sword in his right hand swept across the chest and abdomen of the two.

The two of them flew back with knives, and the short knives came out of the sheath halfway, and the flames appeared, standing still, and glaring at Qi Chen fiercely.

Qi Chen didn't chase either, with a light tap on his toes, the person turned over and retreated, stabbing diagonally in mid-air and rushing towards the back of Qin Fusu's head, the two rushed halfway, the back of their head suddenly felt cold, they were busy squatting down, rolling and lying on their sides, dodging the sword qi behind their heads, standing up, pulling out the short knife at their waist, and glaring at Qi Chen fiercely.

Qin Fusu raised his eyebrows, the last time they met, they saw Qi Chen take out the sword, and the swordsmanship was really good, but the body technique was far less fast than today, why didn't he see him for ten days, and the movements became so smooth and fast between the changes of the figure.

There was no chance to think deeply at this moment, Qin Fusu protected Xiao Ya behind him, and the footsteps behind him sounded, and the two sergeants guarding the door rushed over at this moment, holding spears and muskets on their backs, and shouted at the few people whose swords were unsheathed at the door,

"Stop! Protect the country, who dares to fight privately!"

With the shout, a column of lightly armored soldiers rushed out from the gate of the country, holding a spear and carrying a musket, and stepped forward, the first one was full of flesh, beard, holding a fire gun, lighting the musket fuse, the muzzle of the gun was facing the sky, a bang, a puff of smoke floated through, Xiao Ya was frightened, retreated to Qi Chen's side, and stared at the musket in fear.

The beard was let go with one shot, and a small group of fire dragon guards behind him finished the fan-shaped formation, half-kneeling on the ground, with the musket in his hand flat, facing Qin Fusu and the others under the Protector Gate.

Qi Chen didn't turn his head, stared at the short knife in the hands of several people, heard the voice behind him, reached out and took out the bronze medal from his waist, handed it to Qin Fusu, Qin Fusu took the waist card, pulled Xiaoya, walked to the side of the beard, and handed the bronze medal up.

What kind of knife is this? The knife is less than two feet long, but it does not have the slightest body of steel, and the short knife in the hands of the two men holding the broad sword is as transparent as water, and it fluctuates slightly, like a slender stream of water, and the other two people seem to hold a torch in their hands.

The four of them were not afraid of the world-famous fire dragon guard in southern Xinjiang, one of them had a trembling face, the blood in his eyes was rich, the water sword in his hand trembled lightly, the surrounding air was damp, and under the gate of the country, it suddenly drizzled.

The musket is the most afraid of dampness, the drizzle falls, the slightest smoke and dust float up, the gunpowder in the musket is wet, the beard was staring at the bronze medal in his hand on the three words "Jinyiwei" and pondering, at this moment the rain fell suddenly, slightly surprised glanced at a few feet away without the slightest raindrop, couldn't help but sink his face, shouted to the fire dragon guard,

"Put away the gun, use the big gun. ”

"Yes!"

Huo Longwei is strictly disciplined, coupled with the years of galloping on the battlefield, he can survive, his subordinates are dying, and he is not afraid of the mysterious things in front of him.

Taking the waist card, Qin Fusu looked at the big man in front of him, who did not look like the group of rich children in Jinling City at all, and couldn't help but admire, nodded slightly, and said,

"This general, can you lend me the spear in your hand for a quarter of an hour? ”

The beard is the goalkeeper Shi Hu who guards the gate of the country, and once followed Mu Ying's son, Mu Sheng, the master of the contemporary Qianning Palace, to conquer southern Xinjiang, and is naturally a skilled martial artist, sweeping his eyes at Qin Fusu's hands, white and slender like a woman, but his hands are surrounded by tigers, and there is a shallow layer of gray cocoons.

This is a master of spearmanship, grinning with a beard, slamming the iron spear in his hand on the ground, nodding, turning his head and shouting to the fire dragon guard behind him,

"Fence it off, don't let them escape!"

Qin Fusu stretched out his hand and put the iron spear in front of him, and his heart was suddenly at ease, like drinking wine, he smiled gratefully at the beard, his wrist trembled slightly, the spear rose in response, and danced twice in the air, looking at Chaofeng Pavilion smug from the sound of the piano, he was excited, and felt a little, and looked sideways at a tavern in the distance, two figures, one sitting and one standing, and the figure sitting was putting down the wine bowl in his hand and nodding slightly towards himself.

This time there is no need to worry about the little girl behind him, Qin Fusu smiled lightly and walked to Qi Chen's side,

"The fire is yours and the water is mine. ”

Qi Chen looked sideways at the iron gun in Qin Fusu's hand, laughed, and rushed forward first.

In the tavern in the distance, Zhang Tie looked at the water and fire in the battlefield under the Protectorate Gate, and asked softly,

"Exchanging your life for air, is it the hand of the Xianmen?"

Putting down the wine bowl in his hand, Zhong Lijiu shook his head,

"No, it should be the magic of the Wu clan. ”

Zhang Tie nodded slightly, glanced at His Excellency Chaofeng, and asked softly,

"Will Weidu River come over?"

Zhongli Jiu raised his eyebrows and gently poured a sip of wine,

"Perhaps. ”

At the top of the Feng Pavilion, the sound of the piano was fierce, and the murderous aura was overflowing, and it was past the general, lined up, walked in line, and then it was an ambush on all sides.