As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and Xing Jun did not expect that the march on flat ground could be like this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Compared with the safe journey to the west, the road back to the imperial capital was indeed a little bumpy.

He still didn't share a bed with Daisy, so sleeping at night was always settled on a wicker chair. In winter, it was cold, and the windy rattan chair made him sleep very lightly, and a slight cool breeze into the tent could wake him up. Especially in the early morning, when the sun was about to come out, it was the coldest, so he simply got out of the tent and went out to exercise.

This made Paul quite satisfied, and he looked at Xing Jun's slightly darkened eyes very happily. The young man is good, he is newly married, and he can get up early without getting up in bed for half a night, this diligent attitude is still quite good.

Yang Fei Linlong and they didn't see the problem so deeply, when they saw Xing Jun, who was slightly tired, moving his body, and his newly married aunt hadn't gotten up yet, it was enough for them to be YY for a while.

In the early morning of this day, Xing Jun still got up earlier than others, he beat a rabbit with the stone crossbow of Baili Knight, and when he came back, he handed it to the old knife and went to wash. He was much stronger than when he first came to the other world, and he began to touch the bow and arrow. No matter how hard the bow is, he can pull it away, but he can't shoot well, and he will hit a hundred shots within ten meters, and a deviation value will begin to appear at ten meters, and the deviation value will be one meter when he is thirty meters, and when he is a hundred meters, the arrows shot can only be calculated according to the mood of the arrow.

So he retreated to the second best thing and learned the crossbow of the Bailey Knight. Maybe it's because of the psychological effect, Xing Jun feels that a crossbow is easier to use than a bow, at least when held in his hand, it is like a firearm from another world, which can make this novice hit a rabbit within thirty meters.

He soon fell in love with hunting, at least there are no fewer rabbits and pheasants in this world, and he can't finish hunting, just to practice his hands.

Lao Dao is very accustomed to this, if Xing Jun hits a rabbit, he will add it to the breakfast porridge and cook it together, although the rabbit meat and porridge are not delicious when boiled together, but it is also meaty. If Xing Jun hits a chicken, he will keep it for the evening, the chicken has more flavor than rabbit meat, but it is relatively troublesome to deal with, and it can't catch up with breakfast time.

Old Knife and Pierce had a disagreement over the rabbit skin. Pulling the rabbit skin is also from the limbs, and then Pierce starts from the buttocks, taking off a complete rabbit skin, the rabbit skin is not valuable, but it is an income to save more......; The speed is outrageous, but it also ruins a good rabbit skin, a rabbit skin in winter, Xing Jun can already shoot in the head.

As soon as the old knife squatted next to the porridge pot and dialed the rabbit skin, Fürth appeared.

"A rabbit skin is just a copper. The old knife didn't want to argue more about the rabbit's skin, but Fürth didn't look down at him very well.

The old knife secretly thought that he had not offended him in the past, and after thinking about it, the root cause of the conflict may be the rabbit in his hand, and many stereotypical honest people are not used to wasting it.

"I'm not interested in the rabbit in your hand," Fürth said in an unusually serious manner, "I care about you very much, and I want to ask you something." ”

"Oh, I'm interested...... Old Knife naturally held the rabbit's knife in his hand and quipped, "...... I'm old, and there is always a smell on my body that can't be removed, and the chrysanthemums are hard, so you better replace them. ”

"Don't be poor!" Fürth feigned anger, "I have been holding back these words for many days, and the soldiers of the imperial capital and the 'mercenaries' (good bandits) all call you an old knife. Unfortunately, the wanted criminal who has been offering a bounty for seven years in the west is also called Lao Dao, I see that the portrait is somewhat similar to yours, do you know something?"

The old knife got up from the ground, wiped his blood-stained hands on his body, and said with a smile: "What can I, a dirty and rancid old man, know?"

Fürth watched his every move, and the thin old man pretended to be a weak mole cricket, but his whole back was already as tight and straight as a shrimp. As long as the old man is willing, he can even bounce up and stab him to death at this moment.

"Rancid and dirty, don't say that you are so clean, the smell of blood on your body is too strong! The smell of fishy smell can be smelled ten miles away, it makes me uneasy day and night!"

He stepped back without a trace and pulled away a little distance, his weapon only the long sword at his waist, which would not be as fast as the dagger if he moved it.

The two of them confronted each other at a certain distance, and neither of them would back down.

The first to notice that something was wrong was Bailey's Knight, and they knew that Fürth was looking for the old stubble. The wanted criminals were punished, and they drew their swords and began to surround them.

The good bandits here are not vegetarians, and they quarrel with each other to come to help. I think that the more than 300 bandits who died back then were the only ten of them, and they all had blood added to the tip of the knife, who was afraid of whom?

The Bailey Knight picked up the crossbow.

Now Paul's team is composed like this: more than a dozen of the more than 100 imperial soldiers who originally went out to fight have died, and there are still more than 80 left, excluding the seriously injured and unable to move, and only those in their early seventies are really alive. According to seventy people, the Baili Knight and the Congliang Bandit combined can be half of their number. The confrontation between so many people in the camp made the imperial soldiers also alert and showed their weapons.

Paul was dumbfounded, what had happened early in the morning?

saw Xing Jun angrily walking to the center of the crowd and kicking over a porridge pot.

"What are you doing!??am I dead!?"

Xing Jun viciously swept around the Baili Knights.

"Put away the fucking weapons for me, if anyone puts them out again to scare his own people, Lao Tzu will drive him away! Don't think I don't know, you all voluntarily followed Daisia away, and left here, do you still expect to return to Maluka City?

If you choose to leave, it will be equivalent to an invisible slap in the face, and will they still welcome you back? Go back and wait to be excluded!"

Xing Jun eased the atmosphere for a while, but the Baili knights couldn't remove the shelves, and still refused to put away their swords, guns, crossbows and arrows.

"He's a wanted criminal!" Fürth said without showing weakness: "Lao Dao is the most wanted criminal with the longest bounty in the west, and the bounty has been accumulating in the past seven years, and now there are as many as 3,000 gold coins, ranking fourth in the whole west!"

Xing Jun didn't look at him, he shouted at the Baili knights:

"If you have the backbone and don't go back to Maluka City to suffer those spirits, then you can only go to the wilderness to be mercenaries. Don't fool me for being young, I've had a lot of dealings with mercenaries too. Mercenaries are cheap, a few silver coins can buy their lives, and no mercenary can rely on commissions to support themselves! Mercenaries are just half of a fucking bandit, and when you leave here and become bandits, don't blame me for being ruthless if you cut off your head in the future.

- Fürth, why don't you put your hands down!?"

Fürth gritted his teeth.

“...... He is a wanted criminal, and his subordinates have no less than 100 lives, so if he is not eliminated here, when he arrives at the emperor's capital, how do you want to solve it?"

He was inspired by the apostle and brave man of the gods, and he suddenly woke up and turned from evil to good. Daisia calmly walked up to Xing Jun and said, "In order to atone for the sins he committed before, he decided to follow the brave man and fight for the future of the human race until the last drop of blood on his body is drained. ”

Daisy reached out and pulled Xing Jun's hand, interlocking her fingers with him. Xing Jun understood that she was doing this in order to increase the weight of her words to the Baili Knight.

"Lao Dao is my subordinate, and so are you, I don't want my family to have infighting. ”

Fürth's hand finally left the hilt of the sword.

"We are not a family with the wanted criminals. ”