"What's the noise?" Shen Lang, who had been interrupted by a good thing, barely stabilized his figure, and said angrily outside: "I also fell into blood mold, and I am such a burden to you." ”

The young man opened the curtain and was about to continue scolding, only to see an iron spear wrapped in the sound of a fierce wind, shooting fiercely.

The menacing iron halberd, the whole root is embedded in the horse's body, and the old man who has been dependent on Lao Mengtou for more than ten years has not even had time to scream, and he died on the spot.

"This kind of kung fu of throwing a short halberd, could it be someone from Saibei Yanbao?" After stepping out of the carriage, Shen Lang frowned, staring at the tall man who was slowly approaching.

"Old Mengtou, hurry up." The boy kicked the old groom next to him, signaling him to slip away, only to find that he had pounced.

Squinting his eyes, he saw that the old Meng head with gray hair on his head was rolling up a wisp of dust, and he had already run dozens of steps away.

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth twitched, this is too damn unethical.

The man covered his face with a black scarf and carried a halberd sac, like the one just now, and there were seven more in the sac.

The masked man stopped about twenty paces from the carriage, reached out and pulled an iron halberd from the halberd behind him, rubbing the tip of the halberd with his other hand, tilting his head and grinning.

Twenty steps, whether it is near or not, and whether it is far or not, is precisely the distance that can cause the greatest lethality and the most accurate when throwing a halberd.

Shen Lang's eyelids jumped suddenly, pressed the hilt of the sword, and rolled his throat: "Yes, can you discuss?" ”

The man pointed at the young man with an iron halberd and said with a cruel smile: "Do you want to retreat?" ”

Just kidding, just rushing at the strength of this first halberd, this person's strength is at least the second grade knocking on the mirror, in line with the principle of knowing that he can't do it, Shen Lang jumped out of the carriage very well.

Facing the masked man, he slowly stepped back, and the knuckles of his palms holding the hilt of his sword were a little pale.

After retreating to what he thought was a safe distance, the first thing Shen Lang did with a sigh of relief was not to run away, but to point at the masked man and jump to his feet and scold.

"Yanbao's miscellaneous pieces, dare to bite people in Lao Tzu's territory? This stubble is free to take it! ”

Walking the rivers and lakes, if you lose, you can't lose the battle, you can't beat it, can't you scold it?

After putting down the cruel words, the young man who felt that he was not addicted to it spit on the ground was willing to run wildly.

"The old bully legs and feet are really neat, where did he die?" Running for several miles in one breath, Shen Lang panted and propped his hands on his knees, and after recovering his strength, he stretched out his fingers and put them between his mouths and whistled loudly.

In a few breaths, a divine horse flew down from the sky, and after Shen Lang raised his hand to support the snow eagle, he touched its head lovingly, and said, "Go, let Lao Mengtou lead a horse for your father." ”

The psychic snow eagle produced on the top of the Ten Thousand Battles Snow Mountain seems to be able to really understand human speech, and after rubbing his head against the cheek of the cheap father, he flutters his wings and flies.

Shen Lang put his hands behind his head, walked casually on the post road, muttered the crooked song of the old Meng Tou in his mouth, and inadvertently glimpsed the roadstone at the fork in the road:

Three miles ahead, the north gate of Orange City.

！！！

The boy couldn't help but want to explode.

It was as if an electric current had slashed his back, making him taste a lot of things.

Orange City is located on the border of Orange State, although it is still a hundred and ten miles away from Xiaoyaojin, but with Xiaoyaojin's ability to reach the sky with his hands and eyes, as soon as such a character appears in Orange State, not to mention that he will be killed immediately, at least someone will be secretly watching, how can he be allowed to blatantly intercept and kill himself?

"Could it be that Murong Lan is too important? Can you make the old Wang Ba, who is hidden in the headquarters, stop him even if he exposes himself? ”

"It shouldn't be possible!"

Shen Lang had a variety of possibilities in his mind, but they were all ruled out one by one.

"Could it be Wu Ying's little king eight lambs? Lao Tzu will start spring next year and crown, the old man's health has been very poor, and now he will start to suppress it? ”

"That's right! This Wang Ba Lamb is responsible for the open and secret posts in Orange State and the transfer of personnel. ”

"Move a little bit and let the support come late for a while, the masked man can kill himself the best, and if he is charged with dereliction of duty, the benefit will be the greatest."

"It's just that Xiao Wang Balamb didn't expect that Lao Tzu just broke through the Yipin knock mirror, and the masked man was not completely sure to take me, so he chose to save Mu Ronglan."

"If you guess correctly, at least one of the teams led by the Knock Pass Realm will arrive immediately, either to collect the corpse or to respond."

Thinking of this, a chill rose in Shen Lang's heart, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and almost capsized in the gutter.

Not long after, there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves in the direction of Orange City, and following the sound, the leader Shen Lang knew, Chen Wen, the deputy captain of the Orange City garrison, and the second-grade knocking realm master who rolled out of the pile of dead people on the battlefield.

Shen Lang restrained his expression and scolded secretly: "Wu Ying, Wu Ying, you are like a maggot." ”

At this time, Lao Mengtou and a strong man with a giant sword also rode from another post road, followed by an unridden horse.

"Young master, I'll call someone, let's go him!" Lao Mengtou turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to his son-in-law, and grinned as if he were invited.

The young man jumped up without saying a word, and directly knocked the old man to the ground, glared and scolded: "You laugh at your uncle!" Where the hell did you die? ”

Lao Mengtou got up in embarrassment, patted his buttocks, and came to the young man, his face flushed, and he said in a low voice: "I'm all the boss, why are you still kicking me?" ”

"What's wrong? Those weekday morality is eaten by dogs? If it's a little, I ran away, thanks to the young master, my martial arts are strong. Shen Lang grabbed Lao Mengtou's goatee and pulled a few hairs down.

Lao Meng covered his chin and looked at his young master pitifully, not daring to fight back.

The young man nodded to the swordsman again: "Li Lanbing, hard work!" ”

"Don't dare!" Li Lanbing replied respectfully, looking calm, he seemed to be familiar with this kind of scene.

"Li Lanbing, if I'm safe, you can go back." The young man glanced at Chen Wen, who was standing still, and stabbed the lieutenant, who looked like he was in a hurry, with the words of his men.

"The subordinates have to escort the son back to Xiaoyaojin to be relieved." The rugged martial artist with a big sword on his back is still rough and playful in the end.

Generally speaking, there are characters who can be mixed up in Xiaoyaojin and have not yet farted, not to mention how smart they are, but they will definitely not be stupid people who are not familiar with the world.

"Yo! The lieutenant came so fast that he almost got you away. Shen Lang seemed to have just discovered Chen Wen at this time, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, his voice was not salty or light.

"The subordinates are guilty, and the adults are frightened." Chen Wen said selflessly: "But when the subordinates received the news, they rushed immediately, and such a speed is the limit." ”

The young man let out a nonsensical sigh, turned over directly on the horse, and stabbed him in the ass with the scabbard when he staggered past the lieutenant Chen Wen.

He lowered his voice and said, "Have you wiped the shit under Lord Chen's buttocks?"