"Phew, this is it."

Xu Zishuai reined in the horse rope, looked left and right, the horse under his crotch was panting, and even the horse in his hand was exhausted.

They drove all night with one man and two horses, and finally arrived near their destination.

"I'll go down and look for it."

Winters in the south are not too cold, and there are many broad-leaved trees in the dense forest, and the sun is dappled.

Seeing that the jungle was dense, Xiang Changsong was about to dismount, but was stopped by Xu Zishuai.

"No, I'll go, you go to the nearby village to see if there are any carriages, hire a few to come, and I'll take care of the rest."

"It's fine."

Turn the horse's head to Changsong and follow the map to find the township.

Although the fourth senior brother is prodigal on weekdays, he is still reliable in doing business, and his talent is even in the forefront of several senior brothers, dealing with a few bandits, and holding a handle.

Xu Zishuai tied the horse to a tree on the side and entered the forest alone.

The terrain of the mountains and forests is complex, even if the martial artist has strong ears and eyes, he has been looking for an hour.

The two-meter-high cottage gate stood in the forest, Xu Zishuai did not act rashly, he restrained his breath and sneaked in to shake it around.

The mountain bandits are all oily, their arms are full of tattoos, not the oppressed, all of them are splashing skin, gathering in the mountains and forests.

He also saw several women with disheveled hairs in a room, the youngest of whom was only about ten years old, chained around their necks, and in front of them were broken bowls covered with black oil, and the smell was strong.

No wonder the government named the head.

Xu Zishuai confirmed that what was said on the bounty list was correct, returned to the mountain gate, and stood still in front of an arbor with a thick human leg, the long sword on his waist flashed, and he couldn't see the movement clearly, and the whole tree slowly fell.

The dead branches collided and snapped, making a loud noise, and the thieves were startled, and they walked out of the room and climbed up the door to find out.

A large tree with a sharpened tip and the shape of a wooden spear suddenly flew out of the forest, wrapped in a terrifying air current, and slammed on the gate, which instantly cracked, and the two mountain bandits behind the gate were smashed away.

A loud roar startled the birds and beasts in the forest.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

The mountain bandits fell to the ground, and the yellow soup under their crotches continued, and they were completely silent in fright.

"It's a shame to waste two dog lives."

Xu Zishuai patted the dust on his hands and slowly stepped into the cottage, he looked at the Huoya mountain bandit who fell to the ground on the side, broke a branch, and gently patted his cheek.

"Hey, where are you guys?"

The Huoya Mountain bandit was so frightened that his mind went blank, and he subconsciously pointed to the meat under the wooden door.

"Oh roar, dead? It's a hassle. Xu Zishuai scratched his cheeks, jumped onto the wooden frame that was left, took out a rope and shouted, "Don't be afraid, listen to me, I only came here to do three things, one is to arrest people, the second is to arrest people, and the third is to arrest people, all obediently, one by one, come up and put their necks in here." ”

In the shadow of the corner, a bald mountain bandit moved his fingers, and seeing that no one seemed to notice him, his legs moved slightly, and he retreated a little bit, and after withdrawing four or five meters, he got up and fled!

Laugh at.

The bald mountain bandit lowered his head, and a bloody branch was plunged straight into the ground, he stretched out his hand and touched it, and at some point, a bloody hole the size of a thumb was broken in his chest.

Poof.

The bandit fell to his knees, blood slowly spilling from beneath him.

"Eh, it's all said, let you be obedient, why don't you listen? Quick, come up, put your neck in!"

When Xiang Changsong returned with the convoy, more than 20 mountain bandits were tied to the trees one by one like dogs.

"There are still a few women in the cottage, help solve it."

"I'll take a look."

Brought a few trembling coachmen to the cottage, the gate was in disarray, the heavy wooden door was still pressed with meat mud, and blood was flowing everywhere, Xiang Changsong was not surprised by this.

Senior Brother Xu is an orphan.

It's just that he is luckier and less fortunate than Senior Brother Liang.

He had a pair of adoptive parents who adopted him, but then the mountain bandits crossed the village, and in order to save the hens that could only lay eggs, they were all gone.

Senior Brother Xu hated the mountain bandits.

Within 100 miles of Pingyang Town, there is not a single bandit village.

......

Night.

Today's special training is finally over, and Liang Qu is so tired that he wants to lie down on the martial arts field.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of the Fubo gun placed under the bed, and his spirits became high.

After absorbing the medicinal bath and practicing the pile exercises, Liang Qu, who had recovered his qi and blood, took out the spear, admired it for a while, and then took the spear and practiced in the courtyard.

The moonlight shone on his body, and his bare chest rose and fell with his breath.

He used all the strength of his body, and the muscles of his whole body were tangled, like a leopard lying on his stomach.

Qi and blood flowed, and the muscular arms vigorously pressed and lifted the big gun, and every line was extremely smooth.

Judging from the figure alone, it is completely comparable to the top swimmers in the previous life.

Sometimes, standing in front of the bronze mirror in the room, Liang Qu couldn't believe that the flawless lines in the mirror belonged to him.

In more than three months, his height skyrocketed, he couldn't eat, and the little man in his early sixties of one meter skyrocketed to one meter seventy-five, and the momentum was rapid.

Before building Fubo, Senior Brother Lu Gang touched his bones again and measured the age of the bones to determine the length of the spear.

In the end, the conclusion was that according to the current trend, the height of Liang Qu would be between 5 feet 6 and 5 feet 8, that is, more than 1.85 meters!

Perfect.

Liang Qu took a deep breath and indulged in his strength in the moonlight.

The dark golden spear became sharper and sharper, like fragments reflecting stars.

After hitting a hard object, there will be a faint crack in the fist, and the body will begin to repair, and as the number of repairs increases, the bone density will continue to increase, and the punch will be harder!

The same is true for the spirit soldier, every time it collides and swings, it will make it adjust itself in order to be closer to the needs and combat habits of the soldier owner.

A spirit soldier can no longer be called a weapon, it is a living creature!

As long as they don't encounter devastating damage, the spirit soldiers can recover!

"Whew, whew, whew."

Nearly 100 pounds of guns swept through the bushes, like a hurricane passing through, rolling up layers of fallen leaves.

After playing for a quarter of an hour, Liang Qu's muscles were sore and swollen, so he had to stop, wipe the body of the gun, and fall asleep after the cold water washed the sweat on his body.

On the third day, there was still special training.

It's just that today is only half a day of special training, and in the afternoon, Hu Qi asked Liang Qu to adjust his state and take a nap.

According to the departure time of Xu Zishuai and the others, they will be able to rush back around this evening.

At that time, the four brothers will go up the mountain together and go to Fahua Temple to see what is going on with the mountain ghost.

In the evening, Hu Qi got out of class early, put on his arm guards, carried a dark red bow with a foot of 1.5 meters, and carried a quiver around his waist.

Lu Gang also came to the martial arts hall, his clothes were still ordinary, and he was also leading a very large thin dog, which was pitch black all over, and the divine horse was abnormal.

"Mountain Dog, Master's Treasure, is very sensitive to the breath of spirits, if the blood sacrifice is ineffective, let it try." Lu Gang explained.

Liang Qu, who was dressed in a robe and had a spear on his back, was thoughtful.

When everything was ready, he and his two senior brothers came to the fork in the road at the foot of the Fahua Temple Mountain.

It was about dark, and the sound of wheels rolling over the yellow mud road came from far and near.