Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Wild Goose Sinks

Chapter 31: The Wild Goose Sinks

Watching Mo Li and Master Cha Ya retreat, Thirteen bullied up.

It was a barrier, but it didn't bother him, and he saw through the barrier in front of him.

Not far away, a person in black clothes and black shirts, his movements are as fast as a phantom, and he is described as calm and calm. This man in black is Yan Shen.

When the two swords intersected, Thirteen's mind flashed. He seems to have seen this man.

The other party seemed to have a slight abnormality when he saw him, and his sword move hesitated.

After a few more moves, there was always a flash of inspiration in Thirteen's mind, flashing those inexplicable scenes.

There were countless dead and wounded on the battlefield, blood, shouts, bright silver robes, spears, and howling winds......

He had no choice but to close his eyes and slap his hands hard.

Taking advantage of the fact that Thirteen was stunned, Yan Shen stabbed a sword and hit Thirteen's shoulder.

It can be seen that Yan Shen did not try his best in this move.

Thirteen watched his blood flow out of his shoulder armor, the color of which was no different from that of a normal person. Secretly relieved, he still has something in common with others.

Seeing that Yan Shen was slapped with a palm, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Ning Wang Qirui drew his sword and stood up, like a flying peng, stabbing towards the thirteen.

The battle between Thirteen and Yan Shen was confused, and both of them looked delirious. But when the opponent is not a goose sinking, Thirteen is not so dim, he moves like lightning, people are like phantoms, and sword power can open mountains.

Sure enough, he knew why King Ning could be the commander of the three armies of the army north of the town back then, and his martial arts and strength could simply compete with the thirteen.

It's really hard for him to be at home at a young age, confined to the capital, and no one is afraid of such martial arts with soldiers and horses. It's no wonder that the current emperor is jealous of him.

King Ning's sword aura is calm and powerful, but he is by no means the opponent of Thirteen.

Yan Shen said in a distant voice: "Let's go, the people from the government are here." ”

He seemed to be surging with blood, spilling out a mouthful of blood. The state of the whole person has also slackened a lot.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves can be heard, which is unique to the south.

Just now, when Cha Ya was besieged by the seven warriors of King Ning, he sent a signal.

The surrounding area was full of people from the Plum Blossom Pavilion, and they quickly informed the government.

The fast catching of the southern border government is not as hesitant as the fast catching in the interior of the Great Calendar, their style is comparable to that of the soldiers outside the border, all of them come and go like the wind, they are extremely brave, and they never care about life and death against the enemy.

Their equipment is also similar to that of the border soldiers. The best crossbow arrows, the best sabers, the best horses, the best men.

Half of the peace in the south is legend, and half is the peace laid down by the garrison soldiers and the government in the south.

Here, King Ning doesn't want to mess with the people of the government. He will not cause trouble for the border troops stationed there, perhaps because he used to be the commander of the border guards, so no matter where the border troops are, he cherishes them as if they were comrades.

His love for the soldiers and the land of the Great Calendar is far greater than anyone else's.

Soon the group retreated and left.

Mo Li and Thirteen were both injured, and Cha Ya was also slightly injured. They also quickly withdrew to the inn. Their task is to protect the crown prince and cannot leave their duties under any circumstances.

The Governor, Lord Fan, learned of their injuries and ordered everyone to be on guard.

The three of them did not tell King Ning, after all, King Ning was dead. It is only said that there are villains, and the martial arts are extremely high.

Not to mention that their martial arts are extremely high, Lord Fan also knows that those who can make the three strongest masters of the Plum Blossom Pavilion face the enemy together and are injured must have extremely high martial arts.

Back at the residence, Flower Wall was secretly found to treat their injuries, and Flower Wall was startled. Soon gave Thirteen gold sore medicine.

He had never seen Thirteen injured, and he was afraid that he would leave as quickly as Li Ren did after being injured.

It seems that he is overthinking. Thirteen did not become weak, nor did he become in a trance.

The flower wall is slightly relieved and does not dare to stay for a long time. He is worried about the fall of things, and he is afraid that people with high martial arts will be unfavorable to the fall of things.

Seeing his worry, Thirteen said: "I feel fine, I am clear, you don't have to worry." Don't tell Wuluo when you go back, he'll be worried. ”

Hua Wall nodded, his face relaxed, "If you don't feel good, call me over quickly." ”

"Thing, are you okay?"

"The young master is very good, he and Hongshu study their homework together, investigate the customs of the southern border, and they are not idle for a moment."

"Let them not get tired." Thirteen was a little distressed. After all, the prince and Wuluo are still children.

Huaqiang nodded and quickly left.

Mo Li and Cha Ya came to see Thirteen, although they were both injured and not to the point of being unable to move.

"Are you feeling better?" Moli was very worried about the situation of the thirteenth.

"I've been wounded by a sword, and the flower wall has come, so it's okay." Thirteen ways.

It's not a matter of not taking care of their injuries, it's that they can't recuperate at this time. In distress, they can fight desperately.

"That man in black should be the most mysterious master beside King Ning, I'm afraid only you can compete with him." Cha Ya said, "I didn't expect that there were other masters around King Ning, the seven people besieging us, their martial arts were treacherous, and I and Lord Moli were overstretched against them." ”

"It should be the disciple trained by the mysterious man in black, and his moves and internal strength are different from ordinary people." Thirteen nodded.

The man in black, Yan Shen, was not so relaxed, he seemed to be broken by the thirteen shocks.

Ning Wang Churui saw the injury of the man in black, and he said nervously: "Call the doctor quickly." ”

The man in black stretched out his hand to stop, "No need. I can't cure my wounds. ”

King Ning was shocked and said, "Yan Shen, you ......"

"I'm fine, the prince doesn't have to worry." The black-clothed man called Yan Shen.

"If it weren't for you by your side, this king would have no intention of dying." King Ning's words were a little decadent.

Yan Shen closed his eyes gently. He wants to pranayama. At this time, the shock in his heart made his mind tremble.

He suddenly realized today that he was not what he is now.

When he saw the thirteen swords, he had a sense of divine light.

In a trance, he saw bloody battlefields and tragic battles.

He even saw the face of the person in front of him appear on the battlefield, and he even remembered the other party's battle robes. Silver armor, silver spear.

He also remembered himself, it turned out that he had always been a dark armor, a black long one.

When he was stunned, he was hit by Thirteen and One in the palm, and Thirteen was hit by his sword. That palm didn't matter, but his blood was surging, and his heart was restless, so he couldn't settle down.

The goose lay quietly on the bed, not at all interested in pranayama. Thinking about all these years, he has been in King Ning's mansion, and he is deeply valued by King Ning, and he regards King Ning as a benefactor, and he also tries his best to use King Ning.

Secretly train the soldiers of the palace for King Ning, and train masters for the palace of King Ning.

Yan Shen's heart suddenly became a little chaotic. The old situation flashed brightly in his mind.

The clear realm of wind and snow, the earth-shattering battle, countless casualties......

A woman in a black brocade robe entered the door and called softly, "Master, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, you can get out." Yan Shen said. This woman was one of the disciples he brought with him to teach carefully.

The woman in black hesitated for a moment and withdrew.

Lord Yan Shen rarely did this to her. She was injured today, and she couldn't even get closer.

King Ning was waiting outside, and when he saw the woman in black coming out, he asked, "How is he?" ”

"The master refused to let me stay, he let me come out." The woman bowed her head.

King Ning sighed, "How are the others?" ”

"The senior brother and the third senior brother are seriously injured, and I am afraid it will be difficult to fight recently." The woman said.

"There you go. Take care of them. King Ning nodded, a hint of uneasiness in his heart. Yan Shen has never been like this in so many years, and he has never met an opponent.

But this time, he could see that Yan Shen was not in shape when he was fighting, and it could also be said that he was defeated without a fight. He didn't know what was going on.

Could it be that they, Yan Shen and the Plum Blossom Pavilion woodcutter, are old acquaintances? It was obvious that the woodcutter was not in a state either.

Somehow, the woodcutter was also injured. King Ning was wandering at the door, he was worried about Yan Shen, but Yan Shen didn't let people approach, even he couldn't force it.