(Ning Que is a two-story Shilan Shengsheng...... The implication is clear...... He's one

I'm also one, so I decided to start February 13th, seven days a week, 10,000 words, and I will get it done, but it will definitely be the most difficult at the beginning, so if the writing is rough, don't panic with me first, I will do a revision and correction from the second volume next week, continue to write, and see you later. ）

Whether on the horse for a thief or a soldier, people sitting on the saddle because of the limitation of space, are accustomed to using a short bow scimitar, but Ning Que is different, starting from Weicheng, he uses boxwood hardwood bows and simple knives are long, so he is accustomed to get up on the pedal, straighten up the body to hold the bow and shoot arrows or draw a knife to cut people, although the operation is somewhat inconvenient, but in the eyes of onlookers, this posture is actually quite a bit of magnificent beauty.

When he fired another arrow and killed the second horse thief in the night in the distance, Mo Shanshan, the girl who had been following him expressionlessly, finally had a little brilliance in her eyes.

The wilderness is full of winter clouds, obscuring the stars and light, and in the dark night, he can't even see the hand holding the bow clearly, but Ning Que can accurately shoot the horse thief outside the land with an arrow, which is really a very unbelievable thing, as if the night does not cover his gaze at all, as if he can clearly see a qiē in the darkness.

Although Ning Que only had ten apertures in his body, and he could control too little heaven and earth vitality, his years of meditation and spiritual training had made his mental perception condense like a needle, so that he was extremely sensitive to the changes in the breath of things around him.

At this time, in the dark night, it is easy to see those horse thieves, and they can lock each other in the front of their own arrows, relying on the extremely condensed and sensitive telekinesis, the telekinesis is out of the sea, and the night wind touches the vitality between heaven and earth, so for him, this wasteland is like day.

This and Fang should not have been used by any cultivator in the past, because it was too much waste of precious mental power, if the mental power was enough to fill the oil, it would be good to directly kill those ordinary horse thieves in seconds, why use mental power as a means of detection?

Speaking of which, it can only be said that Ning Que has always been different from ordinary cultivators, the heaven and earth teeth he can control, the small amount of qi is embarrassing, the fullness and sensitivity of his mental power are embarrassing, and his will to combine practice and combat wholeheartedly is embarrassing, and a few sighs have created such an embarrassing and emotional one...... Picture. finish

When Ning Que shot the second arrow, Mo Shanshan was quietly staring at him beside him, as the best cultivator of the younger generation in the world, she was keenly aware that there was a trace of extremely condensed mental power fluctuations in this sect, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, secretly wondering if he was really a cultivator?

Although they were shocked at how accurate the arrows were in the night, they reacted very quickly, jumped on the horse's back, slammed the horse's belly, and went crazy towards the arrows, trying to close the distance between the two sides in the shortest possible time, so that the enemy's terrifying archery skills could not be used, and at the same time, the darkness would no longer be the curtain in front of them, so that they could counterattack.

Hoofs rain.

In the process of the horse thief rushing through the mining, Ning Que pulled the bowstring, and a feather arrow shot into the head of a horse, and the horse fell to the ground with a miserable howl, overturning the horse thief on his back to the ground, and another feather arrow flew away dangerously grazing the cheek of a horse thief.

The horse thieves on the grassland are good at riding and shooting, and they shrink their bodies into the belly of the horse during the charge, and it is difficult for Ning Que's feather arrows to directly threaten them, and in an instant, with the sound of hooves that are getting clearer and denser, faintly, the nearly ten horse thieves swept away like a storm, and even the light reflected by the sharp blades could be seen.

The big black horse has never experienced a real field battle, but looking at those of its kind who are getting closer and closer, it is not afraid, but its eyes are full of excitement, and it keeps kicking its front hooves excitedly, and wants to rush forward without waiting for Ning Que to lift the reins.

Looking at the horse thieves who were getting closer and closer, and listening to the fierce and angry roars of the horse thieves, Mo Shanshan didn't know how Ning Que was going to deal with it, and his fingers in the white sleeves gently picked up something.

The excitement of the big black horse did not make Ning Que feel relieved, he slapped it on the head in annoyance, signaling it to be quieter, but jumped off the horse, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, without any hesitation, he rushed towards the horse thieves who swept through the dust and picked furiously.

The distance between the two sides has been stretched extremely close, contact is only a matter of moments, no matter who can take advantage of the bow and shoot arrows, those horse thieves finally see the appearance of the enemy clearly, the two horses on the left and right in the front are lifting the reins, directly crashing into Ning Que, and the number of horses following behind are sitting upright with strange screams, pulling out the scimitar on their waists, and waving constantly:

Choking.

Ning Que pulled out the Pu knife he was carrying behind his back, made a mistake with his feet, avoided the two horses that were picked by the strong wind, and with a turn of his right hand, the blade drew two snow-white rays of light, and then blood appeared.

The two horses wailed, and suddenly stepped forward, and fell heavily on the field, making two muffled sounds, while the front hooves, cut off by the Pu knife, were still flying in the air according to inertia, two miserable lines of blood.

The blade attacked, following a curved and deadly cold trajectory, if it was replaced by an ordinary person, it might not be possible to avoid such a strange slash at all, but Ning Que was too familiar with the scimitars used by the horse thieves, so familiar that even with his eyes closed, he could easily not be touched by the other party.

The night was deep, and there was not much difference between having your eyes open and your eyes closed.

So he easily lowered his head and turned to swoop, and then avoided several scimitar blades from the top of several horse thieves, and then waited with both hands, and the slender Pu knife tore a few terrifying gaps in the night sky, cutting off several horse hooves, splitting the chest and abdomen of the horse thieves, bringing off a few thin horse's hair, and then heavy and slightly hard in the field of mud.

In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to the other end of the pack of horse thieves, killing two horse thieves under his sword, including five horses, and the scimitars in the hands of the horse thieves did not leave any mark on him.

At this time, the winter clouds in the sky occasionally dispersed, leaking a little starlight, although the face was still not clear to see, but the figure could be seen clearly. The horse thieves turned their heads and looked at Ning Que who was standing in the field with a knife, his body was stiff, and his hand holding the scimitar kept trembling, but he still felt extremely cold.

The horse thieves used their fastest speed to rescue their companions who were still breathing on the ground, and rode together for a distance to the periphery, looking at Ning Que nervously and vigilantly, but they didn't have the courage to draw their bows and aim at him.

Ning Que walked over, listening to the miserable howls of the broken hooves horses in the night field around him, the Pu knife in his hand broke through the air, slowly and steadily cut the throats of the horses, and let them drive as fast as possible.

Then he looked at the horse thieves not far away, stretched out his finger and shook it in the night wind, and he didn't know if the other party could see his movements clearly, whether they could understand the meaning of his actions.

"Why don't you kill all these horse thieves?"

Mo Shanshan looked at the horse thieves who were fleeing into the distance in the night, and asked puzzledly.

"Horse thieves can't be killed. ”

Ning Que said: "At least this group of horse thieves adorned with us, I can't kill them alone." ”

Mo Shanshan looked back at him, his expression was very focused, but his eyes were still a little drifting, and he seemed very unfocused.

Ning Que looked at her beautiful little round face, and said after a moment of silence: "The reason why they killed people tonight is that I hope they can bring back accurate information. ”

"What's the message?"

"I want to tell them that in addition to you, the talisman, there is also a person who is good at killing horse thieves. If this group of horse thieves wants to eat us, they will have to pay a greater price, and if the benefits of the harvest are not proportionate to the risks to be taken, perhaps they will withdraw on their own. ”

Mo Shanshan said: "Although I have never met horse thieves, I have heard many legends of horse thieves in the grassland, they are known for their coldness, blood-devouring cruelty, how can they retreat because of some small setbacks?"

"The more ruthless and easy to kill, the more afraid of annihilation...... I probably know more about horse thieves than you do. ”

He continued: "Tonight, in addition to letting them go back with a clear message, I want to teach you something......

Mo Shanshan's ink-like condensed but refreshing eyebrows frowned: "Teach me to kill?"

"Murder or how not to be killed. ”

Ning Que looked at her and said seriously: "You are the strongest person in this team, I can save my life when the horse thief attacks, but the lives of those ordinary soldiers and people still depend on you in the end: but a few days ago, you wasted your mental power to arrange a talisman array outside the camp, and in my opinion, it is a waste to do it:"

He said: "You are our big killer, so you should not use multiplication, but offense." ”

Mo Shanshan was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then she said: "I have been practicing runes since I was a child, and in my cognition, only rune masters can take the initiative to attack. ”

Ning Que remembered what Shi Se Yan Seyou taught him in Chang'an City, and couldn't help but laugh: he looked at her steamed bun face that had no expression, but always had a little natural joy, and said: "Who said that if you can't know your fate, the Fu Master can't attack? As long as it is used properly, even if the steamed bun freezes hard, it can be stoned to death." ”

Although they have a clear enough understanding of the steppe horse thieves and have dealt with them for many years, the trend of the situation is not exactly as Ning Que expected, and on the second day, those horse thieves were a little farther away from the grain delivery team, but they did not disperse, but reunited into a team far away, and they were still reluctant to embellished them

Distance produces beauty can also produce a sense of security, and the distance between Ma Thief Yi and the food delivery team is shortened, although it has no substantive significance to the security association, but it can be clearly felt that the mental pressure of the Yan army and the people in the team is much less, and even the girls in the Great River Country can occasionally see smiles on their faces.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted in a corner, Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que on the big black horse next to the car, looked at his cheeks that were covered by a hat, and suddenly asked, "You are very familiar with the wasteland?"

Ning Xiao nodded.

Mo Shanshan looked at the shadow cast by the hat on his face and said, "The wasteland is windy, ordinary people shouldn't wear hats, but why do you and many horse thieves wear hats." ”

Ning Que hooked the frenulum at his chin with his little finger and said, "With a strap, I'm not afraid of being blown away by the wind: as for why we are used to wearing hats...... The sun is too strong in the wasteland, this thing can shade the sun, and the most important thing is that it can cover the face. ”

The purpose of covering his face is naturally not to see people without a face, but not to let others see his face, whether it is a horse thief or him, he always protects his identity very thoroughly.

The lynx girl looked at the group of horse thieves in the northeast who were almost parallel to the grain delivery team, frowned and asked, "Senior brother, where did these horse thieves come from?" This place should not be far from the royal court, is there no one to care?"

"I seem to have answered that question the other day. ”

Ning Que pressed the hat lower, and said: "Many of the most powerful horse thieves on the grassland have masters, and the group of horse thieves who are following us now obviously also have masters. ”

The lynx girl asked curiously, "How did you see it?"

Ning Que looked at the group of horse thieves in the distance, and said after a moment of silence: "Because these horse thieves are too disciplined:"

"And who is their master?"

"I don't know......"

Ning Que shook his head, thinking that there were not many forces on the grassland that could afford to raise such a large group of horse thieves, but as analyzed a few days ago, those forces had no reason to instigate the horse thieves to rob this grain delivery team

The Central Plains countries negotiated peace with the Zuo Tent Royal Court, this grain delivery team represents the attitude, the grain transported is mainly a symbolic meaning, the quantity is not too much, if this group of horse thieves is picking grain and grass, then when they find that this grain delivery team is very difficult to gnaw, they should withdraw immediately. Unless the thieves are not killing the food for the purpose of breaking the agreement, or targeting someone in the food team, then this can be very tricky.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the window next to him with his spare eyes. There was a winter breeze blowing, and the corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing Mo Shanshan's calm and indifferent face that was not disgusted or disliked.

In his opinion, the target of the grain delivery team who is qualified to attract so many horse thieves can only be the girl in white in the carriage. Of course, when thinking about this problem, he eliminated Zisi in advance, because he believed that no one knew that Zisi disguised himself as a male disciple of Mochi Yuan and mixed in the food delivery team:

The situation gradually deteriorated as Ning Que thought, and the atmosphere in the food delivery team quickly became more tense and even panicked after only one day of relaxation, because in the next two or three days, the horse thieves with the food delivery team not only did not leave, but also new small groups of horse thieves continued to appear, merging into the group of horse thieves in the distance.

This place is not too far from the royal court, the elite cavalry to collect reinforcements, it only takes about two and a half days to arrive, the food delivery team can not break through lightly, so they have to hope for reinforcements, that night there are two fireworks in the camp to rise into the night sky, the deep night shines brightly, and at the same time, it also shines out of the distant mountain-like horse thieves.

Fireworks bloomed all the way, horse thieves all the way in, and the number of horse thieves decorated with the grain team became more and more, gradually turning into a sea of black and oppressive people, even if the people in the grain team looked at it, they felt frightened:

Ning Que became more and more silent, he looked at the group of horse thieves who had more than six hundred horses in the distance, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense: What do these horse thieves want to do?

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