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Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of the wind.

Terrible wind!

The strange wind is like a long snake, and they are all sticking to the grass!

There was no knee in the grass, and suddenly a person, a person, a person, and another person!

"Wind Demon!

"Swim in the wind!"

The two who were the first to appear shouted at the south at the same time.

An arrow flew in, and the arrow engraved with spiral lines, "poof" passed through the mouth of a person, bringing out nearly half of the arrow.

"Lao Zhao!" the other yelled.

The next moment, his body was suddenly swept into the air, and together with the blood that burst out from all over his body, it turned into a red flower!

At the same time that the two people had lost their vitality, one of the other two people who appeared next was still with his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes, two lines of blood flowed from his eyes, and in the face of the oncoming wind, he did not dodge in the slightest, but used his fingers to quickly carve a few traces on the wooden board in his other hand.

The moment before it was torn apart by the wind, he threw the plank at the last man.

The young man who received the plank, seeing the three people die, his eyes turned red in an instant, he howled violently, his voice was full of unwillingness and hatred, and turned around and fled to the south.

With his fast shadow technique, he rushed thirty zhang away in the blink of an eye.

After him, there were nearly twenty more men dressed in straw clothes on the grassland, and on the big bow in their hands, they carried feather arrows nearly three feet long, and their speed and strength were quite terrifying, and although the young man fled so quickly, the feathered arrows were still like long eyes, one after the other, and they sank into the grass he had stepped on a moment before.

And that snake-like wind is faster than an arrow!

The wind snake wrapped in unkempt grass swept past the young man, and beads of blood burst out of his shoulders.

The young man did not say a word, allowing the severe pain to ferment in his body. Fleeing until now, he only relied on the breath he had held in his chest and abdomen before, and as long as he breathed, he would lose his current speed.

The nearest ghost fox brigade is still ...... Less than ten miles!

And in this moment of distraction, another blood flower suddenly bloomed on his leg, and the young man's body was crooked, and he fell to the ground, and the sharp edge of the blade of grass cut his face.

He was finally caught up.

The tendon on the outer thigh was almost completely severed, and blood sprayed out of the wound, quickly seeping into the sand beneath him.

"it!"

The young man slammed his fist on the grass, turned over, and pulled out his short knife.

The wind in the sky is mixed with a creepy hiss of joy, and on the ground, the footsteps of the wind are getting closer and closer, as a secret army under the account of King Xing, it has always been the sworn enemy of the ghost fox army.

A few months before each war, Xingjun Youfeng and Dongzhou Ghost Fox had already buried one corpse after another in this grassland.

There is no fear in the will of both sides.

It's just-

The iron-burning wind demon is really terrifying in this vast enclave......

"Brother, I can't deliver this information...... Later, I will come and apologize to you. ”

The young man leaned back, raised his short knife, and pointed it at the wind snake that was rushing down from mid-air.

In the wind, the wind demon, who could not see the trace with the naked eye, showed the butcher's knife to the person who had to open his eyes at it before he died!

......

"Where have we been?"

"General, we have now traveled outside Fengzhen. ”

"Enter the town and change horses, and within four days, go to Fengyuan Wangcheng. ”

"Yes!"

The straight road runs from north to south, passing through acres of corn fields that have been harvested and still have some broken stems and leaves. On the road, four yellow horses pulled the carriage and galloped wildly, together with the two columns of knights beside the carriage, bringing up billowing smoke and dust.

An eagle roared, piercing the sky.

"There's a message!"

The samurai who led the team looked back and shouted. Immediately, he leaned behind him with one hand, pulled out the cloud-treading unicorn flag pinned behind his back, straightened his wrist, and raised the banner high with one hand on the back of the galloping horse.

A cyan harrier swooped down from mid-air like lightning, and when it was about to hit the flagpole, it folded its wings and probed its claws, and the samurai roared, caught the harrier with the head of the pole, and then used the flagpole of nearly two feet to make a semicircle, helping the harrier to unload the force.

"Get down!"

The samurai shook the flagpole, and the harrier fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder.

The samurai glanced down and saw that the harrier's feet were tied with bamboo tubes with red lines, and his face suddenly turned solemn.

"Drive!"

He put the force on his legs, and the mount under him accelerated sharply, and rushed to the carriage, and the samurai waved his flag, turned back to the two soldiers who were driving, and shouted, "Stop!

The horses neighed, and the whole team stood in place.

The samurai rolled his saddle and dismounted, and ran to the carriage.

"General, Urgent!

On the car, Liang Qianhe leaned out of the carriage and got out of the carriage with his hand on one side of the carriage.

"Let's all get off the horse and rest for a while. ”

Liang Qianhe turned around and waved his hand at the team behind him, and then took the bamboo tube from the samurai's hand.

A roll of tissue paper pulled out of the barrel was half soaked in blood.

Liang Qianhe frowned and spread out the paper.

The paper is full of dense black lines, and at first glance, it looks like a child's graffiti after stealing pen and ink.

Liang Qianhe looked at the piece of paper and was silent for a long time.

"General, is it ...... Aono has changed?" asked the samurai who had been raising the flag from behind, his words a little worried.

"......Not necessarily," Liang Qianhe muttered, "plus this time, combined with the information of the three warlocks sent before, the location of the wind demon has changed again." ”

He looked at the sky in the north, "In less than half a month, the ghost foxes have captured the tracks of more than a hundred wind demons, most of which have signs of heading west...... I know Tie Gui and Tie Burning Thorn well enough to change their minds ......"

"It's not Qingyeyuan, it's Wangbei!" Liang Qianhe said suddenly.

"Looking at Beicheng?" the warrior on the side was startled, "What is the wind demon going to do there?"

"There's a baby there...... I still, look down on He Chong......" Liang Qianhe's eyes showed an incomprehensible meaning.

"How do you ...... that?"

Liang Qianhe shook his head and said, "It may be too late to send reinforcements from us." Since when have there been so many things out of my control......"

"In that case, let your subordinates lead the army! Even if you reach Wangbei, you will already be a tired army, but it is better than the destruction of the city. ”

"It's okay, Qu Mu, you take my warrant to see Shi Guanghao, the Taishou of Feng Town, and rush to Wangbei with the people of Feng Town. Liang Qianhe thought for a moment and spoke.

"Yes!" Qu Mu bowed and turned around and got on his horse.

"Before entering the city, don't be in a hurry and find out the situation. Liang Qianhe carefully advised, "At that time, Wangbei will be a pot of stewed porridge." And, in my opinion, Zhen'a must be there. ”

Qu Mu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Since the fox king is here, I don't have to worry too much!"

Liang Qianhe nodded.

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

Qu Mu hugged his fists and flew away.