Fan Xian reached out and reached out to catch the black box in the scattered silver ingots on the ground.

The slightly rough but very textured touch of his fingers, this familiar and wonderful feeling, seemed to infuse infinite courage and true qi into his body in an instant, so that he abandoned all timidity and fear, and was full of confidence, without paying attention to the ship that was about to crash behind him.

However, he threw himself into the cabin, a sequence of movements that was too fast to notice that anyone was beside him.

So when he was a hundred times more ambitious, he carried a black box on his back, ready to snatch out of the cabin, enter the mainland, and dominate the world...... At that time, he was stunned to find that there was an extra person wearing the official uniform of the Supervision Yuan beside him, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

was only stunned for a moment, because this person was Hong Changsu, and he was a confidant of the Qi New Year group to whom he gave important tasks. didn't have time to talk about anything, Fan Xian just glanced at him, and the meaning of this glance was very clear-Lao Tzu sent an arrow, why didn't you run away?

Hong Changqing looked back at him in a daze, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear-130,000 taels of silver, where would he be willing to lose it and run?

The so-called sympathy, could it be this kind of eye contact?

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With a touch of his eyes, Hong Chang Suqi quickly stood behind Fan Xian, and Fan Xian's left hand, which was as difficult to escape as a dragon, also grabbed the back of Hong Changqing's neck.

An arrow hit Hong Changqing's waist and abdomen with great accuracy, and countless blood flowers bloomed, Hong Changsu's face turned white at once, although he took a step forward to block the arrow for Fan Xian, but he didn't expect anything. This arrow would break through its own sword wind so easily. Shoot yourself in the body.

The arrows are not stopping. Pierced into the ship's plank, silver ingots were scattered all over the ground. It happened to be stuck in the silver ingot. It looks like it's wearing a steamed bun subway stick, which is cute...... It's scary.

Fan Xian had a calm face, holding the box in one hand. Grabbing the back of Hong Changqing's neck with one hand. Rush towards the stern of the boat. Arrows rained down behind him. Followed his steps. Chasing his soul. But he didn't mess up a point under his feet. One point slower.

"Find the black rider and meet again!"

Fan Xian stepped on the stern railing. A palm slapped on the chest and abdomen of Hong Changsu, who was unable to speak. Handed in a trace of heaven and earth gentle true qi. Temporarily helped him seal his bloodline. And other people. It's like a big bird. With the power of this beat. Jump up. Flying lightly but extremely quickly.

The next moment, he had already landed on the shore. He didn't look back at Hong Changqing, who had fallen into the sea tragically, although he didn't know how much damage that arrow had caused to Qingwa. But he was convinced. Qingwa will not die. Now that he could come out alive from that hellish island on earth. I'm sure I'll be able to survive this time.

This may be a form of psychological self-comfort. Maybe it's a blessing. Maybe Fan Xian really believes in Qingwa's ability to pretend to be dead.

Maritime.

Xu Maocai covered half of his bleeding cheeks. Yin said ruthlessly: "Anti-pulp!" The ship of the Earth and Water Division under him began to turn the rudder with great agility. Far from the shoreline, this fight is on the ground. The sea was now full of smoke. Mix with the white mist. Let people's vision become worse, Xu Mao is clear. You have to take advantage of this opportunity. Stay away from this land of right and wrong, according to the plan of the young master. Begin to drift on the seas, when necessary. Rush back to Jiaozhou.

The boat quickly retreated in the water, and Xu Mao stared at the white sailing ship on the shore. Pupils are miniaturized. He could no longer help Fan Xian at this time, and he was very worried about whether Fan Xian would be able to escape.

Boom!

The only one of the three naval ships intact. It's like rushing to the shore to catch sea lions and killer whales. ferociously. Unstoppably, it crashed into the white sail official ship of the Supervision Yuan!

Interfered with by this powerful impact. The water on the shore seemed to be boiling. Set off a half-man highland wave. With the shore as the center of the circle, it spreads strongly to all sides. I only heard a series of clicks. It seemed that the official ship of the Inspectorate was about to be knocked apart by this collision.

And at the moment of collision. Six or seven figures. With the huge force of impact, it took off from the naval warship. It still maintains a perfect formation in the air. There were a few sounds, and they landed on the stern of the official ship of the Supervision Yuan, which shook strongly.

The most impressive of all is the earthly one among the six or seven. Dressed in black thin armor, Yan Xiaoyi. Like a god. Volleyed into the air. It landed like a rock on the aft deck. After landing, it doesn't move!

Beside him. It is five masters of the ground guards in the northern camp.

Yan Xiaoyi arrived quickly. However, Fan Xian and Qi Nian's subordinates ran faster, and at this time, in the local official ship, except for the silver ingots and sawdust all over the ground. It's empty.

Yan Xiaoyi stood at the stern of the boat, staring indifferently at the shore, staring at the black spot that was rapidly moving away. Return your wrist and shake your right arm!

I don't know when. The gold-stranded Soul Devouring Bow appeared in his hand, and the arrow was loaded. Control the strings, a series of movements in one go, like flowing water.

At this time, the stern of the boat was not far from Fan Xian on the shore. It's the distance where the longbow is most lethal. I saw the black ground feather arrow leaving the string, surpassing the wind and thunder!

This arrow has condensed Yan Xiaoyi's spirit and strength to the peak. It seems that the so-called speed limit has been broken faintly. Passing through the space and ground diaphragm, the gods and ghosts are invincible. One moment it was still on the bowstring, but the next moment it was already behind Fan Xiandi!

Fan Xian didn't have time to turn back at this time, and he couldn't turn back, even if he was trained in Wuzhudi and became the person with the fastest dodge in the world, but after a night of fighting and escaping, he faced it since last night. Yan Xiaoyi made the fastest and most domineering arrow. He still couldn't dodge.

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The tip of the arrow stabbed into Fan Xian's back unexpectedly, no, it should have hit the black box on Fan Xian's back!

There was a muffled snort from the fog on the shore, and the black dot seemed to stumble for a moment, and was almost shot to the ground by the arrow, but for some reason, it immediately stood up and galloped into the distance.

Not dead?

Not dead!

There was a thick fog covering, and everyone on the boat could only vaguely see Fan Xiandi's figure. Even if his eyesight is as strong as Yan Xiaoyi. I didn't see the details of the arrow hitting the opponent. Yan Xiaoyidi's five pro-soldier masters on their faces. There was a hint of fear and doubt. Hunted down Fan Xian all night. The faith of the people was gradually lost.

There are people in this world who can slip down from the smooth cliffs of hundreds of feet of high ground!

There is actually someone in this world who can be shot by the Metropolitan Governor with all his strength, but he only stumbles!

These pro-soldier masters suddenly thought of the origin of the person they were chasing and killing. I thought of the legendary Celestial Veiner, and thought of many, many stories related to Fan Xian.

Yan Xiaoyi's heart will inevitably have some emotional turmoil, but he is indifferent to that face, and he can't see the changes in his heart. As soon as he tapped on the railing, the man had drifted to the shore, and the sound of a horse team galloping could be faintly heard in the woods on the shore.

The five pro-soldier masters at the stern of the ship glanced at each other and swept to the shore with resolute faces.

After a while, a team of cavalry galloped into the forest and gave up the mounts under the seat to Yan Xiaoyi and his group of six.

Yan Xiaoyi's preparation can not be said to be insufficient, and this trip was booby-trapped in Shanzhou. It was actually carried out by land and water, with horses under him, how could Fan Xian escape?

The sound of horses' hooves. The party that pursued Vantis disappeared into the mist on the shore, and the white-sailed officer ship at sea began to sink slowly into the icy waters, where corpses and debris floated everywhere.

Hong Changqing jumped down, and Fan Xian jumped down. Yan Xiaoyi and his own soldiers also jumped, and the 130,000 taels of silver also sank.

The hunt continues.

A day later, in the primeval jungle of the north of Shanzhou. Behind a big tree, Fan Xian, dressed in black, was sitting on top of the moss, gasping hard, and from time to time reaching out to wipe the blood oozing from the corners of his lips.

Then he gently stroked the small dot on the surface of the box in his arms, and felt a chill in his heart, he knew how strong this box was since he was a teenager, and he couldn't leave a trace of the black dagger with Mr. Fei, but who would have thought. Yan Xiaoyi fired an arrow in the air, but left a mark on the box.

It can be seen how strong Yan Xiaoyi's arrow is.

Presumably those people didn't expect that they would dare to directly block that arrow, a smile appeared on the corner of Fan Xian's lips, with such a box on his body, if he didn't use it as a bullet armor, he would be stupid.

It's just that he knows that although the box blocked the arrow from piercing his body, there was no way to block the sharp arrow intent and the powerful shock force transmitted, so his internal organs were injured and injured, and his true qi began to show some signs of chaos.

That's why he was trapped in an area of less than ten miles in the dense forest in the north of Shanzhou, by Yan Xiaoyi's pursuit team.

However, Fan Xian was not worried, but began to be faintly excited in his heart, he suppressed his slight breathing, and opened the black narrow box with a slight finger of both hands.

The boxes were those unpretentious, even simple-looking metal strips, but Fan Xian knew that this was far less than the domineering and beautiful thing with the gold-wire longbow in Yan Xiaoyi's hand, but it was the most terrifying weapon in this world.

He closed his eyes and rested for a moment, then his hands began to move quickly in the box, and with a series of simple and beautiful sounds in Titicaca, a weapon that did not belong to this world in the first place appeared in his hand calmly.

The last time this weapon appeared in this world, it directly led to the bizarre deaths of the two princes of Qingguo, which created the enthronement of Prince Cheng, and also gave His Majesty Qingguo the opportunity to sit on the dragon chair. From a certain point of view, the destruction of the Great Wei Dynasty was a change in the general trend of the world, and the strength of the Qing Kingdom...... The source of everything is the heavy sniper in Fan Xian's hand at this time.

NM82A1, a simple codename, a black box, a legendary artifact.

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After dealing with all this, Fan Xian closed the box, held the gun in his arms, and took a nap, but he couldn't enter the real meditation state, firstly, Yan Xiaoyi in the mountains and forests behind him was like a mad tiger, adorning himself to death, and secondly, the metallic texture from his arms made his spirit a little scattered.

He felt as if he was not in Qingguo, not in this world, as if he was fighting to the death against those vicious mercenaries in the mountains and forests of Yunnan in the old world that had been lost for many years.

This ridiculous feeling made his whole mind become a little distorted, but the intense exhaustion and anticipation of excitement later made him not throw down the gun.

Fleeing all the way from the seaside to here, Fan Xian has never had a chance to fight back, perhaps because of the attack of caution in his bones, he has always just carried the box to the dense forest. When passing through Lanzhou, he was afraid that it would bring unknowable disasters to the people and grandmothers in the city, so he naturally couldn't go to ask for help, so he pulled an arc far away and led Yan Xiaoyi and his party to the mountains and forests behind the cliff.

The picture of the previous gun assembly has confirmed that Fan Xian has not dropped this training over the years, and he still remembers that when Cangshan was newly married, he took this heavy sniper to practice on the snow mountain every night, so his chest was full of confidence.

If Yan Xiaoyi is a powerhouse who exerts the power of long-distance cold weapons to the extreme, then Fan Xian is a junior brother who has trained hard for a long time and tried long-distance sniping for the first time.

This is a duel between the pinnacle of cold weapons and the gunpowder civilization.

And this comparison, from the very beginning, is unfair.

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Bang!

An arrow slammed into the big tree that Fan Xian was leaning on.

But Fan Xian didn't open his eyes, nor did he make any defensive moves, he knew that the few people Yan Xiaoyi brought were also tracking archery masters, listening to the sound of arrows, he knew that Yan Xiaoyi was on the opposite mountainside, staring at the movement here, and the two places were far apart.

It was impossible for him to be stupid enough to reveal his body in such a small temptation.

I don't know how long it has been pranayama, Fan Xian opened his eyes, knowing his physical condition, in such a complex and difficult sniper battle in the mountains and forests, he can't get enough rest, it is difficult to recover, he can't spend too much time here.

He re-tied the black box to his body, used his dagger to cut off some vine branches and leaves for camouflage, carefully examined the five small traps he had left behind the tree, and carefully walked towards the hill with the heavy sniper rifle in his right hand and the large tree as a cover.

Thinking of the people who died this night, Fan Xian crawled and licked his dry lips.

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