At the bottom of this carriage, there is an embroidered bed. Fengshu lay on it, and his body was covered with a golden silk quilt.

Feng Shu leaned on a small pillow, his eyes opened, and he opened his mouth and asked, "Where is Xuan Ling?"

Xuan Ling really didn't expect that the first sentence of Fengshu's opening was to care about herself.

She felt a sweetness in her heart, jumped in front of him at once, and replied in a low voice: "Brother, I'm here!"

"Are you okay?" Feng Shu's gaze fell on Xuan Ling's severed hand.

"Big brother, I'm fine, you don't have to worry. I'll go to Sanjiang Town later and find a craftsman to repair it. ”

Fengshu looked at Yang Boci, and he was quite puzzled in his heart. He drew his blood-drinking sword, and after performing a four-elephant phantom, he ran out of strength, and then he had no combat power at all.

If they want to kill or chop, it's not a matter of the other party raising their hands and feet, why do they have to go to great lengths to save themselves?

Yang Boci leaned over to check his pulse, and saw that his pulse was stable and full of qi and blood, and he really didn't look like a person who had not recovered from a serious injury. "Strange, how did you recover so quickly from your injuries?"

This Fengshu's injury is really not light, ordinary people are injured like him, and they can't wake up in ten days and half a month, but he didn't wake up in less than a day. In contrast, his two brothers were much less injured than him and were still in a coma.

Feng Shu's powerful healing ability is due to his powerful bloodline.

Fengshu is a descendant of the Fuxi clan, and as a descendant of the god clan, his physical strength is naturally many times higher than that of ordinary people.

Fengshu was afraid that he would discover his secret, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and asked in surprise: "You don't kill me?"

"You're mistaken, it's us who lose. Yang Boci was unwilling, so he had to answer helplessly.

Xuan Ling saw that the second monk of Fengshu was confused, she ran through her hair with her fingers, and said with joy: "Yes, big brother, we won, I captured Lu Yi alive." ”

"Little fish, you're tired. When Fengshu heard Xuan Ling's words, the mystery in his heart was instantly solved.

"Where's the sword box?" After chatting here for a long time, Fengshu finally remembered the dart.

Yang Boci pointed his hand and said lightly: "Pillow under your head!"

Fengshu leaned sideways, reached out and touched it, and sure enough, it was the sword box.

He has carried this sword box for a few days, and the texture of his hand is clear, and he can't be wrong.

"Big brother, don't worry, they promised me that they will definitely deliver the darts to their destination on time. ”

Yang Boci saw that he was fine, so he said goodbye: "Okay, you raise it first, and I'll drive the horse first." ”

Yesterday, Xuan Ling used Lu Yi as a bargaining chip and asked them to promise her two things.

First, save the wind book.

Second, the darts will be delivered to Sanshan Town on time.

After another half a day, Fengshu's physical strength was almost fully recovered. He sat alone in the carriage and was in a panic, so he got out of the carriage and came to the throne.

The position is also called the driving position, which is the position where the coachman rides the horse.

"Under the name of Fengshu, dare to ask the benefactor's surname?" Fengshu took the lead in giving a salute and reported to his family.

"I am not your benefactor, your benefactor is your sister. "Yang Boci doesn't want to make friends with such a person, this person is very good at kung fu and his wisdom and strategy are also first-class.

With such a talent and a character like him, if he hadn't been ill, he would have been the master of the sect a long time ago.

But Yang Boci has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never even heard of this person's name.

It is true that this person has the ability, and it is not false that he can achieve great things.

People like him either ascend to heaven by himself, or they will be overturned by bloody wind and blood.

Yang Boci didn't want to provoke these two people, he just wanted to concentrate on studying his elixir.

"Childe is very good at kung fu, dare to ask who is it?"

Feng Shu looked at his expression, and knew that the other party didn't trust him, and he was here to find out.

Feng Shu touched his chin and replied smoothly: "My hometown is just a nameless village,"

"Who did you learn from that son's handsome kung fu?" If you want to have this handsome kung fu, you must either have the guidance of a famous teacher, or you have rich actual combat.

"I walked the rivers and lakes when I was a child, and I learned from the east and west. ”

Hearing this, Yang Boci already knew that he intended to hide it, and no matter how much he asked next, it was just Tai Chi.

Yang Boci whipped the horse hard, and the horse howled and ran faster.

"That young man, who are you?" Yang Boci knew that the other party would not answer positively, but he just wanted to ask, and he panicked in his heart without asking.

"I'm just a little dart master in the Dragon Gate Dart Game!" As soon as Yang Boci asked, Feng Shubian immediately answered, as if these words had been prepared for him a long time ago.

Okay, the little dart master of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau!

Although there are not many people in the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau, the dart masters inside are all extraordinary.

Longquan Mountain and River Sword, Sun and Moon Open Heaven Plate, Five Counties Treasure Map, Buddha Tooth Relic Pagoda, all the darts they handle are famous in the rivers and lakes, but they can tell a good story.

If the dart masters of the Longmen Dart Bureau are all small, then what are the other heroes of the rivers and lakes?

The more Yang Boci thought about it, the more angry he became, but it was difficult to attack because he was in a position to shoulder Lu Yi's safety.

However, in his heart, he had already given the final evaluation to Fengshu. This person is arrogant and arrogant, and he cannot live forever and cannot have deep friendships.

The wind was blowing gently, and a faint blood vapor was wafting from afar.

Feng Shu frowned, "There is a scuffle in front, let's take a detour!"

"Detour, how can we do it? Our little lives are still in your sister's hands?" Yang Boci not only did not stop, but beat the horses harder. There was no sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds ahead, how could there be a scuffle. "If you go late, the dart period is over, you can't afford this responsibility. Our young master is the kneeling of my helmsman, if something happens, can you afford it?"

The more Yang Boci said, the farther he went, and used the topic to play.

"Wait and see, after another five hundred meters, everything will be clear. "This kind of mixed blood, Feng Shu has seen countless times, and it is very familiar to him. He didn't believe that his judgment could be wrong.

The carriage walked forward 500 meters, and it was Sanjiangping.

As soon as he entered Sanjiangping, Yang Boci was stunned by the situation in front of him.

He reined in the carriage and hurriedly dismounted, and after a few steps, a corpse appeared on the road.

The corpse was lying face down, and it was difficult to see its face, but the beggar costume on its body was particularly bright.

Yang Boci turned the body over with his hand, and the man's face was covered in blood, and a large hole was pierced in his chest, and blood and ink flowed out of the hole.

"Isn't this a Tong Zhan? Why is he here? Who has the ability to kill, such a master?" Yang Zhongcheng saw that the carriage in front of him had stopped, and immediately reined in the horse's head, jumped out of the carriage curiously, and hurriedly ran over to see what was happening in front of him?

"Yes, who can do this?" Yang Boci sighed. Tong Zhan and his four brothers are all martial artists of the Iron Guard, and their strength is equal to theirs.

"Boss, I'll go to the front first!" Before Yang Boci could react, Yang Zhongcheng ran away.