Volume 1 The Sword Between the Eyebrows Chapter 101 Saving Life, Revenge?

"General, this person was beaten to death! There was a wound on his chest, and the blow was black! His bones were necrotic! It was soft to the touch, and it collapsed! In addition, his skull was split by the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

A personal guard, without saying a word, hurriedly stepped forward to check, took off Duan Lianghan's clothes, flipped through them, checked up and down, and finally found only these two injuries on his body.

What is the injury, he said it clearly, obviously he is very experienced in this kind of inspection, no less than a military doctor.

Obviously, the injury on the head is the most deadly, even if the chest is beaten and weakened, Duan Lianghan has been able to hold on for so long, and he and Zhou Yang have been tracking in the Gobi and moving their bodies vigorously.

Being able to do this means that he himself has also begun to use qi and blood to condense his bones and internal organs, and the interior of his body is also strengthening. Otherwise, the chest will be weakened, and it is impossible for a person to still have the ability to move, as long as he moves, the blood will gush out through this injury, and all of it will be spit out! No matter how strong the will to live is, it is impossible for a person to stand up in such a situation!

But even so, Duan Lianghan's last desperate run still vomited blood, and blood spilled all the way. Zhou Yang is also worried, even if it hits the body, he still can't beat him to death, and then the moment the incident just happened, the situation is obscure, Zhou Yang's eyes only swept a few figures, there are many people, there are few people, what people, whether they are martial artists or not, he doesn't know these situations, in a hurry, he instinctively attacks casually, and slashes at the most vulnerable head, and hides after the hit.

"Wind and sand Gobi, how could he die in this place inexplicably, it seems that he has been dead for no more than a quarter of an hour, and his blood is still hot! Could it be that he was beaten to death by Liu Feiyu! Strange, strange!" Zhang Yan said strangely.

When he saw Duan Lianghan's clothes being stripped off, Zhang Yan frowned and said, "Put away his body, this person is the governor of the imperial court, a member of the imperial court!

"Yes, General!" The guards glanced at it with a little surprise, and they didn't expect that the dead body they encountered casually had such a big origin, the governor of the imperial court, just like a dead dog, was tossed by himself, and hurriedly put on his clothes again,

"It's difficult! Trouble is falling from the sky!" Zhang Yan had a headache, and he didn't have the heart to continue the search.

Although he said so on the surface, Zhang Yan also knew about this matter, and it was likely that the case was closed without a head, after all, this person died in front of him, he didn't know what was going on, it was completely uncaused, and he couldn't find any traces of it.

The death of the governor in front of him is really unlucky, and it will also arouse suspicion that it was his own hand.

"This errand is really troublesome! I can't find anyone after looking for so many days! I still encounter such a thing!" Zhang Yan couldn't help but get irritable in his heart.

The group, when they met Duan Lianghan's body, they couldn't look for it anymore, so they hurriedly cleaned it up, wrapped the body in a cloth, let the horse carry it, and wrapped the body in horse leather.

The governor of the imperial court, dying in front of him, this is a big trouble, like a hot stove, his eyes blinked, he didn't see anything, and then it was in his own hands, Zhang Yan was extremely depressed in his heart.

This matter is too strange for Zhang Yan and others, above the Gobi, it is not a deep mountain and old forest, and it is suspicious and longing. In broad daylight, this kind of thing happened.

It was a strange thing for them, but it was perfect for Zhou Yang, a headless unsolved case happened in his hands, and no one except him knew that he did it.

"It's okay! It's okay! Beat Duan Lianghan to death! Otherwise, I didn't cover my face, let him escape, draw my face, this task is not complete, and whether Wutang can go back or not is still a problem!"

Zhou Yang hid in a place at this time, and waited for a long time without hearing any movement before coming out again.

In the last moments of Duan Lianghan's life, Zhou Yang was the closest person to him, and he heard that sentence and the word general clearly, and it was precisely because of this that he was in a hurry and panicked.

Fortunately, at that moment, it was just when he attacked in close quarters and shot to kill, he reacted correctly, slashed with one hand, shattered the skull, and died so much that he couldn't die again.

As soon as this man died, he did things cleanly and left no trouble, which was really happy.

There are some warriors, or masters who know how to assassinate, are also like this, relying on their strong means, happy revenge, when they see injustices and injustices, they will help, and when they see villains, they will shoot and kill, and when they finish things, they will shake their butts and leave, and they will not find any trace of him.

Don't be famous, don't be meritorious, wandering the rivers and lakes, with justice in the chest, and killing with your hands, such a person is very chic, after attracting people's attention, even if you don't know the name, what young man, hero, the name is even louder, and there are not a few such people.

Zhou Yang now has such a feeling, he feels that he is the characters in those chivalrous biographies, relying on martial arts, doing whatever he wants, chic and happy, and very free.

The reason why he has such a psychology is mainly because the person Zhou Yang killed this time is very unusual. A governor of the imperial court, in terms of status and status, holds a lot of power, which is above hundreds of thousands of people, even if the Gobi region is barren and has fewer people, it has at least more than 100,000 people.

Killing such a person who is in a high position and has done many evils is more uplifting and gives people an unprecedented confidence than killing a hundred or a thousand robbers and gangsters.

As for what kind of consequences will be caused by killing Duan Lianghan and what kind of turmoil will be caused, these are not within Zhou Yang's scope of concern, and the same is true of those Jianghu knights who do this kind of thing.

It is precisely because of this, sometimes the warrior saves some people and also harms some people, which is not entirely correct.

In short, such acts have happened everywhere in Shikoku, no matter where they are, and it is difficult to say whether it is good or bad.

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"Well, what is this? It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" Zhou Yang sniffed and smelled a smell.

This smell is like barbecue, but the burnt taste is much stronger than that of barbecue, and in it, there is a unique fragrance, Zhou Yang can judge that it is meat, but he doesn't know what kind of meat it is.

"What is baked, so fragrant?" Zhou Yang followed the taste.

In the air, the smell came from the faint peculiar aroma of meat, which attracted Zhou Yang.

After waiting for a while, he found the place, but Zhou Yang was taken aback.

"This ......"

The scene in front of Zhou Yang was that a person was holding a small fire, stringing some insects with an iron long stick, drinking a gourd of wine, enjoying himself and enjoying it very much.

Seeing the insects roasted by the fire, Zhou Yang suddenly felt that the fragrance was not attractive.

"Liu Feiyu!" Zhou Yang recognized that this person who was eating insects and drinking wine was none other than the protector of the Wujian Sect that he had saved before, Liu Feiyu. He's a lot more at ease now.

"What kind of person?!" Liu Feiyu's ears moved, and when he noticed someone approaching, he didn't raise his head, still eating insects, drinking the wine in the gourd, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out an iron skewer to the side.

The iron stick flew in, forming a line and then heading into the ground, no more, no less, against the toe of one of Zhou Yang's feet.

This kung fu is much more clever than Zhou Yang's technique of throwing chopsticks, listening to the sound, he judged the position and distance, and the score was exactly right.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang's heart moved, and he laughed: "Protector Liu, is it really a noble person who forgets things and forgets to save his life? It seems that I don't know if Protector Liu is preparing to repay him or revenge?"

"Help!" When Liu Feiyu heard this, he turned his head and saw Zhou Yang, and then he suddenly realized and said: "This voice, you are right, I didn't expect you to be so young, young and young, young and promising!"

Liu Feiyu was holding a wine jug, his face was a little red when he drank, but he was in good spirits, his eyes were very bright, and he seemed to have recovered from his injuries.

"Where is the little brother, you saved my life and helped me resist the attack of that supernatural power, naturally you are my benefactor! There is kindness, kindness, righteousness, and intelligence! There will be no revenge!" Liu Feiyu made a gesture of invitation with one hand and said: "Come, drink! This is the wine I brew with hundreds of medicinal herbs and fruits, and it tastes different when you eat it with this roasted Gobi scorpion!

Liu Feiyu picked up an iron skewer that was roasting, and on it were skewered with three large scorpions, each the size of a fist. It was still steaming, and when he opened his mouth, he came to one to show his sincerity.

Zhou Yang's current cultivation realm, within ten steps, insects can hear it, rattle, rattle, such a loud sound, naturally heard it.

Seeing a big scorpion chewing in his mouth, Zhou Yang suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach and felt uncomfortable.