Crash!

Jiang Yichen, who was at a loss in the drowsy darkness, suddenly felt a chill from his face to his chest.

The heavy eyelids were struggling to pull open, and this time he remembered the situation before he fell unconscious.

In front of Jiang Yichen's eyes were several simple faces, including Wei Lao, as well as two children and a man, the three of them were already a little similar to Wei Lao, I think they should be his children and grandchildren.

"Hey, little brother, are you awake?" Wei Lao stretched out his five fingers and shook them in front of Jiang Yichen's eyes.

Jiang Yichen propped himself on the ground on one elbow, sat up with the help of Wei's grandson on the side, shook his head, and rubbed his wet face with one hand, intending to make himself sober up as soon as possible.

At this time, the five of them were under the shade wooden shed of the tea shop, and another child was holding a wooden basin with water droplets in his hand, Jiang Yichen already understood the current situation.

"Boss, Xiao Ke has caused trouble for your family this time, but I don't know how long I've been in a coma?"

"It's okay, the little brother has been in a coma for less than half an hour, his body is fine, the rivers and lakes are not peaceful, and I don't know why the big man attacked you, thanks to the help of a woman who was drinking tea in the tea shop, the big man was driven away. Wei Lao waved his hand.

"Woman, it seems that my luck is not bad, although I am often in danger, but there are always nobles to help. Jiang Yichen laughed at himself.

"Little brother, don't be presumptuous, it's good if you have nothing to do, it's good to have nothing to do. Wei Lao is a person with eyes, and he can see that Jiang Yichen should have only suffered some internal injuries and is fine, but in his heart, he admires this young man's resistance to beating.

Jiang Yichen looked around, there were only one or two tables of guests left in the tea shop who had not left, and the black horse under the crotch of the angry thunderbolt was still tied to the fence, but he couldn't see where the angry thunderbolt was.

After a few moves, the big man and the woman seemed to find that they were invincible, so they fled westward. Seeing this, Wei Lao said.

"The woman also chased after her?" Jiang Yichen asked.

"Yes. Wei Lao saw Jiang Yichen's thoughts, "Little brother doesn't want to chase after him, according to Xiao Lao'er, this is not appropriate." ”

"I have to go and say thank you to the woman in person, and it's not a stopper. Jiang Yichen said with a smile.

At that moment, Wei Lao tasted a trace of ruthlessness from the smile of this gentle young man, and said, "That little brother is careful all the way." ”

"Thank you to the boss and his family. Jiang Yichen is self-aware, he can't afford to make any solemn promises, so he doesn't leave exaggerated words, all he can give is sincere gratitude and eternal memory, and he left resolutely.

After some effort to tame the violent black horse of Thunderbolt, Jiang Yichen took the road to the west and left without dust.

............

There is no fog in the mountains under the hot sun, but there are faint white clouds, and a gust of wind blows, like a dream.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and the black crows in the forest were startled.

The fragrance of maple trees floated in the autumn wind, but the fragrance was full of murderous meaning.

This is Qiwuling, which is the place where Wei Lao specially warned Jiang Yichen in code words that he needed to take a detour and not trespass.

Jiang Yichen saw a mess on the road here.

A deep mark a foot wide, presumably the mark of a great axe dragging across the ground, and next to it were scratches on both feet, which seemed to be left by the repulsion of the Thunderbolt.

There were still seven or eight dents on the ground the size of the wide mouth of the sword, and if he expected it to be true, it must have been the handiwork of the unknown woman, and she should have made a double thorn, and it was a Qimen double thorn.

There is also a large but relatively shallow gravure mark, which looks like it was left by the angry thunderbolt on the ground.

"Qiwuling, there is a phoenix Qiwu, the sage chooses the master of the Ming and obeys or the meaning of the corporal of the Ming Jun Lixian, just listening to this name is a good place, but I don't know what bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods are here, so that the common people are afraid and avoid it?" Jiang Yichen hesitated in his heart.

"Since the providence is like this, even the Longtan Tiger's Den can only break through. Jiang Yichen thinks that he is not a wise man, let alone a brave man, however, the rivers and lakes are far away, if there is no courage to advance bravely, how can he enter the rivers and lakes?

Then he spurred his horse and went straight into Qiwu Ridge.

Fang just drove the black horse into Qiwuling but half a cup of tea, and he could already hear the sonorous sound of blade fighting in front of him, and then moved forward for a while, only to see the black and white figures flickering back and forth, scorching and entangled.

Suddenly, the thunderbolt shouted angrily, the two axes in his hands were one, jumped up nearly a zhang high, fell and slashed down, and split Huashan with one move, like a tiger descending the mountain, with an unstoppable momentum, wanting to divide the woman in white into two.

The battle-hardened murderer, if he is forced to the extreme, will fight for his life, and it will be difficult for anyone to pick up his edge, the woman in white saw the angry thunderbolt with a fierce light, and her anger was great, and she didn't take it hard, but just fight.

Seeing the woman in white retreat a few feet, and the sound of several horses approaching could be heard behind her, the angry thunderbolt stopped its momentum, hung its axes on the ground, and looked ahead.

The woman in white didn't attack, but her gaze bypassed the huge body of the thunderbolt and looked behind him, a little farther away.

"It is worthy of being the first female killer of the Demon Palace, the cold-blooded phantom, the first fight is really amazing, but I don't know if you have something to do with this little white face, since you have already saved him, why are you chasing Lao Tzu for more than ten miles? If it weren't for Lao Tzu's stamina, he would have died in the hands of a woman. The thunderbolt wiped the beads of sweat from his face, and looked at the person behind the woman in white, Jiang Yichen, who rode his buddy "Black General" who landed in the tea shop.

It turned out that the woman in white was the cold charm of the Demon Palace, and she only looked at each other coldly and did not answer the questioning of the angry thunderbolt.

And as the angry thunderbolt's words fell, Jiang Yichen had already come to Leng Mei's side, and when he heard the angry thunderbolt's words, he couldn't help but look in the direction of his life-saving benefactor.

Coincidentally, a wisp of autumn wind came from behind him, blowing up the white towel hanging on Leng Mei's face, so that Jiang Yichen was fortunate to have a glimpse of his face.

Dressed in a white shirt like falling snow, his eyes are bright like the moon, his willow eyebrows are cold, and his jade hands are lined with red face.

This cold charm is just the age of Fanghua, and Jiang Yichen only glanced at it, and he was stupid for a while, but the wind stopped, the towel fell, and he stared at him with a pair of cold eyes.

The awkward atmosphere was soon shattered by the sound of horses' hooves behind the thunderbolt.

"Tsk, I didn't expect it, you also have a day when you are chased by a woman and call for help. The three horsemen had arrived, and one of them said jokingly.

The man who spoke wore an iron mask to block the upper half of his face, his fluffy and messy hair hung down on both sides, and there were two people beside him, one with an iron fist and one with iron boots, and their eyes were full of ridicule, looking at Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen, as well as at the angry thunderbolt.

"Yes, I didn't expect that the lone ranger Angry Thunderbolt, who didn't want to be with others, would join the Tushi Gang. "The man with the iron fist is a sissy.

"If it weren't for the recent actions of the Tushi Gang, we wouldn't know that you, a big guy, have been attached to the Tushi Gang for half a year. Boss, should we help with this?"

"It depends on the sincerity of the old anger, and it is better to do less thankless work. "The eldest of these three is obviously the iron-masked man in the center.

Seeing that the Twelve Heavenly Evil Gate for help that he threw out only attracted three people, although the angry thunderbolt was disgruntled and resentful, he also endured it in his mouth.

Angry Thunderbolt was not familiar with these three people, let alone friendship, but he knew their temperament, so he turned a deaf ear to the shabby and sarcastic words of the three people, and just said in a deep voice: "Okay, it happens to be you all here, so let's go, the man is mine, and the woman is yours." ”

"Poofhaha!"

"Oh no, man, let me laugh too, hahaha!"

"Hehe, I can't imagine that you are so good at Longyang. ”

"No wonder he's going to the Tushi Gang, I can figure it out. ”

The fetish of broken sleeves is not unacceptable in today's rivers and lakes, but when it is said in broad daylight, it will not be ridiculed, and the three of them have heard of the situation of the angry thunderbolt to some extent, and now they can hear him indirectly admit that this matter is as if they know a secret matter of the rivers and lakes, so only the man in the iron mask is a little reserved, and his two brothers are so laughing that they leaned forward and leaned back, almost falling off their horses.

For such a smirk of the clown, the angry thunderbolt did not move, not to mention that the word "shame" had long been erased from his heart, "The iron gate sent the three of you out, so that you came here to watch the play?"

"Hey, I'm angry, don't be angry, it's not a shame, it's rare, we can understand, we can understand. ”

"But we have to laugh enough to ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't agree. "Flies are not angry, but they are annoying, and the thunderbolt of anger intercepted.

"Deal!" the iron-masked man grinned, and the two brothers beside him had already looked evil.