But what made him both annoyed and puzzled was that he saw Zhu Di jumping off the cliff, why couldn't he find it? Isn't it a cliff, will it really fall to pieces...... Wait, by the way, it seems that there is another person who followed just now, why is there no shadow of that other person?

Just as he thought of this, there was an exclamation in his ears, accompanied by a murderous aura of the wind. Zheng Tiande was originally a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, so he naturally had already noticed the abnormality, and hurriedly turned his head to watch, but it was too late.

I saw a blue figure, which swept in front of him in an instant, and before he could see what it was, the silver light flashed, and the throat was pierced by a cold sword tip, and in a trance, I heard a voice that seemed to come from outside the sky, and said in the same cold tone as the tip of the sword,

"Do you still want to mess around? So, go to the Netherworld to do your spring and autumn dreams. ”

With this disdainful snort, Zheng Tiande's body slid down softly, and at the same moment, the other party stretched out his hand and took something from his arms like lightning.

Damn, that's mine—

This was the last consciousness left by Zheng Tiande, and when he was on the verge of death, he didn't understand whose hands he died in, and why his life came to an end so suddenly......

Seeing Zheng Tiande's body fall under the horse and roll to the bottom of the cliff, those villagers were suddenly in chaos, and Chai Jingnan had already spun up, jumped on the back of Zheng Tiande's horse, galloped to the edge of the woods, and stretched out his hand towards Zhu Di.

"Fourth uncle, come up!"

"Good!"

How much joy and trust is contained in this "good", Zhu Di tightly grasped the hand that the young man stretched out to him, and with the strength of the other party's hard pull, he jumped on the horse, and couldn't help but wrap his arms around his flexible waist.

"Fourth uncle, sit tight, let's go save him now."

This "he" of course refers to Zheng He, Zhu Di naturally understood, and immediately felt a wide heart and pinned almost all his hopes on this young man.

The uncle and nephew galloped towards the place where the shouts of murder were deafening, and only the villagers who had lost their command remained there at a loss for what to do on the edge of the cliff.

Judging from the shouts over there, it is still continuing, which is certainly a good sign, at least indicating that Zheng He has not been killed or captured. Chai Jingnan looked at the distance from there and said,

"Fourth uncle, you wait here first, be careful of the surrounding movements, Jing'er will rescue him and will be back soon."

After speaking, as soon as he raised his breath, he suddenly rose from the horse and volleyed into the air, falling into the heavy encirclement like a swallow drilling into the clouds.

Sure enough, as Chai Jingnan expected, although Zheng He had been injured at this time, he was still fighting hard. And just now Chai Jingnan secretly knocked down those small leaders, which also helped him a lot, because where would the other people think that someone else was intervening, they always thought that it was Zheng He's secret weapon, and they couldn't figure out how he did it for a while, so they all hid back a little timidly, and the command of the Zhuang Ding also relaxed.

But Zheng He knew that someone was secretly helping him, and since this was the case, then the fourth master should have someone to save him. Thinking of this, I don't feel more courageous, I just think that I can buy more time for them to escape.

It's just that no matter how you attract hundreds of people to fight here with the strength of one person, you will eventually be exhausted, and just when Zheng He felt that his body was about to collapse, a blue figure fell from the sky and appeared in front of people.

"Give me all back, and those who don't retreat will die!"

The sudden appearance of this man surprised everyone present at first, but when they found that the opponent was just another child, some of them relied on the courage to besiege again. However, as soon as they took a step forward, a sword light suddenly swept out in front of them, and none of them were spared, and the sword fell to the ground.

"I have already said that those who do not retreat will die!"

The young man's arrogant voice, accompanied by internal force, shook everyone around him, making everyone's hearts beat involuntarily.

Chai Jingnan didn't look back and said to Zheng He,

"You go first, the fourth uncle is waiting for you in front."

"What about you?"

Recognizing the young man in front of him as the "restaurant boy" who had been following their master and servant, Zheng He had already understood that he was the one who was protecting His Royal Highness King Yan.

Chai Jingnan chuckled lightly, still didn't look at him,

"You don't have to worry about me, as long as you're safe, I'll be fine. After a while, when I make a gap, you will rush out, otherwise the fourth uncle will not leave here at all. ”

Fourth master, he, for the sake of me, has he always left himself in this dangerous situation-

Zheng He's heart was already so moved that he didn't know what to do, but he also knew that the martial arts of the young man in front of him were quite strong, so he nodded,

"Understood."

"Okay, be careful!"

Chai Jingnan suddenly spoke again with internal force,

"You house slaves, don't hurry back yet!"

With the words, Chai Jingnan had already rushed towards the Zhuang Ding in front of him who were a little dizzy by the shock, and those people instantly retreated like a tide. Unexpectedly, Chai Jingnan, who seemed to rush to the back, had moved to the front at some point, and after the cold light flashed, those Zhuang Ding fell down again, and a gap suddenly appeared in the heavy encirclement.

"Let's go!"

With the young man's shout, Zheng He had already rushed out on horseback, and at the same time Chai Jingnan began to show his skills, the sword handed over to his left hand, and he performed the Wudang peerless "Twelve Rings" sword style, pointing east to west, rushing south to attack north, wearing a blue coat fluttering, like a phantom, so that those people couldn't guess where his next sword would stab, until no one dared to step forward from Zhuang Ding, and when he was fighting to retreat, Chai Jingnan let out a long roar, swept over the top of the firewood man's head, and landed in the open space more than ten zhang away from the encirclement. Then he volleyed up again and swept towards Zhu Di's master and slave,

"Fourth uncle, let's go!"

"Okay!"

Zhu Di greeted him anxiously and in surprise, until the young man had already arrived in front of him, and two horses and one person flew away together towards the outside of the village.

But it didn't take long for the Zhuang Ding horses to chase down again, and even began to release arrows.

A few arrows passed by, and Chai Jingnan scolded angrily,

"These hateful guys, if you don't give them some stakes, they're really going to be endless! Fourth uncle, you should take the first step, and Jing'er will teach them a lesson! ”

"Jing'er, you have to be careful!"

Zhu Di was very worried,

"Don't be in love! Don't fight hard! ”

"Don't worry, fourth uncle, Jing'er will never fight hard."

As he spoke, Chai Jingnan turned around sharply, swept the air in the face of those flying feather arrows, and actually incorporated the arrow shafts around him into the crook of his arm, and then threw those arrows back with a wave of his hand, and suddenly Zhuang Ding, who was running in the front row, fell off his horse one after another.