Chapter Eighty-Six: The Ghost of Hanging Boots, Flying Clouds in the Mountains

"That's a lot of strength."

Jiang Yudie, who was smashed by a spear from Chen Ping with a folding fan in his hand, didn't seem to be angry.

On the contrary, there was a frivolous mockery in his tone, his body was illusory, and he fell from the top of the city, and his body circled around in mid-air like a fluttering color, and his mouth laughed strangely, "It's a pity that the light has strength, but it can't hit people." ”

Chen Ping's pupils shrank, and he could see that this person's body style and his "Seven Star Steps" were similar in some respects.

It's just that one is the body method, the other is the footwork, and the applicable environment is a little different.

Qixingbu is suitable for long-distance travel, and tends to avoid advance and retreat during battle, and the direction is unpredictable, and the shot takes advantage of it......

And the other party's body method is floating around like a ghost shadow, in the way of dodging, it is strange and indescribable, and it is very light and ingenious.

Jiang Yudie's body was in mid-air, and as her clothes broke through the wind, she turned with the wind, which was unsatisfactory.

Just as the world is a sea of flowers, he is a butterfly.

I don't know where it came from, I don't know where it's going.

No wonder, this flower thief, who is hated by many people, can still live comfortably after doing all kinds of evil things.

What is outrageous is that he still has the leisure to join the Beihu mission and come to arrest the two of them.

Sure enough, there is an amazing art industry.

The black horse raised its mane and galloped non-stop.

Chen Ping just glanced at it, and then stopped dwelling......

Knowing that this person's body is outstanding, he has done so much flower picking work, and he can still not be caught, so he must be a cautious person.

At this time, he was angry and fought with him...... Delayed time, most likely, most of the enemy will catch up behind.

Jiang Yudie saw Chen Ping riding his horse and rushing to Yuanfeng Wharf, there was a vast smoke in the distance, looking back, he was also a little anxious.

The smile on his face is even more obscene...... Evil, he sighed: "Tian Qi, as long as you let go of the little county lord of Mingyue, this son will no longer pursue......

It is a pity to grow so big, taste all the fat and thin, and never taste the blood of the heavenly family. ”

"Quack......

Chen Ping felt the flower face on his back tremble slightly, and knew that the little girl was already angry, but she didn't make a sound.

At that moment, he raised his hips, clamped his feet on the horse's belly, looked back at his bow and arrows, and the arrows were shining with red light.

"Yo ho, what a big temperament, I'm leaving."

Airplanes......

The fire in Chen Ping's eyes flashed slightly, and he broke through the wind with an arrow and chased away with a roar.

However, Jiang Yudie saw the opportunity first, and was like a butterfly among flowers, spinning around the pursuing figure, and suddenly shook, as if being pulled by an invisible thin rope, towards the oblique back, and with a whoosh, it floated over.

This style of body is fast and agile, drawing a perfect arc.

In a moment, it swept out more than ten zhang away.

At the same time, he drew his sword out of its sheath and slashed obliquely.

Chen Ping's sunset divine arrow, the arrow had just arrived, but it could just chase his shadow, and was slashed by Jiang Yudie's sword and hit the tail feathers, and the arrow edge was cocked, swept over the shoulder, and rushed into the air.

"Hehe, I'm here again."

After Jiang Yudie dodged an arrow, her body turned and floated back like a colorful butterfly.

It's just that this time I didn't dare to get too close.

Just hanging from afar.

From time to time, his eyes looked greedily at the flower face, and his eyes rolled, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Baihua Valley's [Yan Hui Butterfly Dance] body technique is smart and fast, if you concentrate on dodging, even if you are an opponent who is several levels stronger than him, it will be difficult to catch him...... Seventh brother, don't entangle with him, let's leave first. ”

Hua Mian'er endured the grievances in her heart and said in a muffled voice.

She already regretted it a little.

Knowing that his identity had been exposed, and the disguise was useless, he naturally wiped his face clean, thinking that if he couldn't escape this time, even if he died in Huangquan, he couldn't drag down Seventh Brother.

At the last moment, show the most beautiful side, so that Brother Qi can think about it many times.

Don't forget about yourself.

At this time, he was ...... by Jiang Yudie Staring at it with vicious eyes, he felt like his body was crawling with small insects, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

If I knew earlier, it was better to continue to paint faces.

"It is worthy of ranking the 256th on the Hidden Dragon List, although the character is very unbearable, but the strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

Chen Ping took another look and saw that the other party was just hanging from a distance, not daring to approach, and for a while, there was no way to deal with it.

You can't stop and chase him.

That's really the trick.

At the moment, no longer pay attention to the foul language behind the scenes, just concentrate on riding the horse.

In the memory of Murong Gui, the divine archer of the Divine Sun, he had already learned equestrianism, and at this time, although he was not proficient to the bones, he was also easy.

The Yuanfeng Pier in front has arrived.

In the midst of the bustling crowds, there are several small boats docked by the river.

As soon as I saw Chen Ping galloping on his horse.

Some people shouted, these people seemed to have received the news of the death of the helmsman of the Changhe Gang Yuanfeng, and they didn't know how they spread the news.

In the midst of the chaos, no one came to stop them, but three of the small boats moored on the shore were speeding off the shore.

Looking at the panicked appearance of those workers, they were obviously scared.

There was only a dilapidated Upong boat left, and an old man was untying the cable.

I don't know if it's because of old age and dazzle, or because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, his movements are extremely slow, and he can't get rid of it.

On his boat, in addition to the old man, there was also a half-old with a frightened expression.

Two scholars, one big and one young, looked blank.

"Get on the boat and take the waterway to Feiyundu, you have to save a distance."

Chen Ping glanced back, jumped off the horse with a flower face on his back, and galloped forward, his body with an afterimage, and fell to the boat.

In the distance, on the road, smoke and dust billowed out.

In addition to Jiang Yudie, who relied on his body alone, he chased after the galloping horse......

The rest of the men, the knights who ran at the front, each rode a tall horse.

The speed is more than three points faster than the dark horse he chose.

'Yes, as Hu nobles, even if they come to the Central Plains, how can they not bring a few good horses with them? If you really go overland, you will soon be overtaken in a few days. ’

Even if you learn the Seven Star Steps, the footwork endurance is extremely strong, and the speed is extremely fast.

Chen Ping was still not interested, and relied on his legs to compete with the thousands of miles of BMW.

How silly that is.

"Really don't go to Tianmen Pass, mother?"

There was a rare sadness on the face of the flower face.

At this critical juncture, she actually wants to be a mother and want to see each other.

"Can't go."

Chen Ping was a little helpless.

After he possessed the Sunset God Archer Murong Gui, he had already figured out the plans of those Hu people.

I also know what an important role the real people of Autumn Leaves, who are now fighting against the Hu people and riding wolves at Tianmen Pass.

If Hua Mian'er really went to Tianmen Pass, no one dared to guarantee that Akiba Zhenren would put down his "business" and fight with the rear pursuers.

Perhaps, in a fit of anger, he may even kill Xingqing Mansion directly, and he will be angry in his heart.

Women, family and country affairs, generally take it lightly.

It is not excluded that there are some women who put righteousness first.

However, most women must value their own small family.

My daughter has been bullied to such an extent, and the most important thing is to be angry about his mother's Hu Qi, and his mother's big Zhou.

If you don't get it right, you will make a big mistake.

Therefore, if he had a choice, Chen Ping was extremely unwilling, and fled in the direction of Tianmen Pass with a flower face.

It's not a question of safety.

He came from the Hereafter.

I know very well how miserable the people of the Central Plains are when the Hu people enter the customs.

Reduced to a pig and a dog is an understatement.

Whether or not you can survive is the real question.

History has long been clear about this situation.

The peoples on the grassland, living in the wind, snow and cold, grew up in bloody slaughter, and did not receive the mild Confucian culture like the Central Plains, and followed the principle of life is that the law of the jungle eats the strong.

Once they are allowed to really occupy this great divine state, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Although he is not from this world, looking at the same black eyes and yellow skin, he can't help but feel some empathy.

Naturally, he doesn't want to see the Hu people.

He is actually very happy to be able to reject Hu people outside the customs and keep the prosperity of the south.

Naturally, there is a bias, and there is a goal.

What Chen Ping wanted was to send the flower face to Ji Changlie, the king of Jinghai.

Listening to Hua Mian'er, her father Wang went to sea to fight to the death with Dongyi Jianhao, although he beheaded this fang on the sea, he may not be able to be intact.

The fact that he has not returned to Xingqing Mansion for a long time is proof of this.

According to rumors, now Ji Changlie is staying at the Feiyun Ferry in Linshan Mansion, and his subordinate Jing Haiwei is accompanying him......

Then, as long as you enter the range of the mountain house next door, you can ensure safety.

After all, he is the dignity of the dignified prince, even if he is applied by the imperial court, he cannot control the military power.

After all, Ji Changlie has been in charge of the army for more than ten years, and he has too many cronies...... In all sorts of strange names, there are really not too many generals who follow him.

Goal, Feiyundu.

"Father, my father is good at everything, and he is also very fond of me, but he is too busy......"

Speaking of this, Hua Mian'er couldn't help but sneak a glance at Chen Ping.

There was one sentence that she didn't say.

Unlike the mother who was born in the Jianghu sect, his father paid great attention to bloodline and rank.

The face of the blood of the heavenly family is bigger than the sky.

Once you know that you are entangled with Seventh Brother La, I am afraid that you will not give a good face.

And something will happen for no reason.

If her father loses his temper, she is not afraid, but she is worried that the King of Jinghai, who is smiling on the surface, will secretly make some small means.

At that time, it will not be good if you can't meet Seventh Brother.

It's not out of danger yet, and it's not much necessary to think so far ahead. ‘

Thinking of this, Hua Mian'er heard the sound of thunder and hooves on the avenue approaching, and woke up in his heart, secretly spat out, and said categorically: "Just go to Feiyundu, I don't believe these people dare to chase after me." ”

That's it.

Chen Ping had already drawn out his short sword and cut the cable with one sword.

Pick one foot slightly, pick the penny, and gently touch it on the shore.

The boat shot like an arrow into the middle of the river.

(End of chapter)