Liu Yu noticed his injury again, "Su Shaoxia, your hand is like this, can you still hold a sword?"

Su Ming smiled nonchalantly, "I'm a left-hander, but Shizun has always ordered me to hold a sword in my right hand." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info now happens to have a valid reason to pick up my left hand swordsmanship again. ”

Liu Yu knew that he was forcing a laugh, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

The two were speechless.

At that moment, a cavalry of the Tibetans rushed with torches, and the silence of the night was broken by the shouts and hooves of their horses.

The officers and men in the army were all awakened, and in a panic, they only grabbed the weapons on the ground, and they didn't know that it was yours and mine.

Everything is panicked, and it is impossible to meet the enemy normally.

In the midst of the chaos, Liu Yu issued several military orders in succession, ordering the soldiers to hurry up and wait for the battle, and not to panic.

Su Ming turned over and got on his horse and took sixteen juniors and disciples to fight. According to him, this matter was caused by the cremation of the remains of his Emei disciples and attracted the attention of the enemy army, and they should bear it.

Liu Yu did not allow it, and left him to meet the enemy.

The panicked shouts of the soldiers came and went, and he drew his saber and grasped the reins of his horse, watching as the Tibetans in front of him were getting closer and closer, and some of them had even lit rockets and were ready to shoot at them.

At this moment, the Tibetans who rushed to the forefront suddenly fell off their horses one after another, and the torches in their hands were scattered all over the ground.

Everything is happening quietly, and no one knows who did it.

The remaining Tibetans did not believe in evil and continued to charge forward. However, as many as they rushed, they died. The dead men and horses were numbered in the hundreds, and they formed a hill on the ground.

Death, like a ghost, is chilling.

Seeing this, Liu Yu couldn't help but think of the mysterious man who had saved himself from the hands of the vulgar Shaolin evil monk. Is it him who is making a move right now?

The Tibetans had apparently never seen the horror in front of them, and they began to feel frightened in the face of the mountains of corpses, and they kept retreating.

Until one of them screamed in fright, turned his horse's head and began to run away. The rest of the people couldn't hold the string in their heads anymore, and ran away screaming.

However, the death continued, and the Tibetans continued to fall from their horses, and the torches were thrown along a long path of escape.

Seeing that the Tubo people had completely retreated, Liu Yu breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It was only then that he realized that the palms of his hands holding the knife were covered with sweat.

He led dozens of his followers to the corpses of the Tibetans, only to see that each corpse oozed a trace of blood from the back of the head, but there were no deadly weapons or arrows.

Hu San was also sandwiched between these relatives to watch the excitement. After seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

Liu Yu noticed the strangeness on his face, so he asked, "Hu San, do you know who this person who saved us is?"

Hu San kept shaking his head, "It's unlikely, thousands of miles away, how could they come to this grassland." ”

"Who the hell is it?" Liu Yu saw Hu San's excited expression, and his mood also fluctuated.

Hu San scratched his head, "Hu has heard of it in the martial arts, this person should be Jiangnan ......"

Before Hu San could finish his words, he was interrupted by a male voice in the night.

"Liu Yu, I heard that you caused a lot of trouble in the Khitan, but I didn't expect you to be very good!"

Then a young man came out of the darkness, and in the moonlight he could vaguely see that his face was very beautiful, but his eyes were full of sleep, as if he had just woken up from a long dream.

In Liu Yu's opinion, this person's handsome and chic is only slightly inferior to his immortal brother, and he is by no means comparable.

The beautiful man had a delicate crossbow in his hand, but he did not carry any arrows. After saying this, the man followed with a yawn. The killing just now didn't seem to affect his mood at all.

When Hu San saw this person, he was so shocked that his mouth couldn't close, "Sure enough, it's your old man, the Ice God Crossbow - Yu Daxia!"

Yu Daxia, whose real name is Yu Xiaoliang, is the second master apprentice of the famous "Jade Fuzi", who was able to teach the secrets of the organ and stunned the martial arts with an ice crossbow.

This person's cultivation has a body of cold and icy true qi, and with a wave of his hand, he can easily condense vapor into dew and condense into ice. The hard ice shuttle was shot out by the special ice crossbow in his hand, and after burrowing into the enemy's body, it melted the blood that was still warm in his body, and there was no trace of it.

Yu Xiaoliang put away the cold ice crossbow, his eyes swept around the people in front of him, and after a while, he opened his mouth and yawned again, "Liu Yu, I have been with you for several days, and I can't be confused when I see you doing things, if the family teacher sees you like this, he will be angry to death!"

"Thank you Yu Shaoxia for saving your life, dare to ask who the Venerable Master is?" asked Liu Yu respectfully.

"The family teacher is called 'Jade Fuzi'. Yu Xiaoliang's tone was very proud, and only when he mentioned his master, he barely held back his yawn.

Liu Yu was stunned when he heard this, and exclaimed: "It turned out to be my uncle's ......."

His tone was so low that it was hard to hear. This may come from the self-shame in his heart, feeling that he is not worthy of such a famous uncle.

However, Yu Xiaoliang heard it, and stretched out his hand to interrupt him, leaned into his ear and said softly: "Slow, the family teacher never thought you were his nephew!"

Yu Xiaoliang looked Liu Yu up and down, and finally fixed his gaze on a long sword scar on his right cheek. He couldn't help frowning, such a nephew, I'm afraid the master will not recognize it for the rest of his life.

Liu Yu's tone was still respectful, "No matter what, thank you for saving us." ”

Yu Xiaoliang put away his lazy expression and took out a book from his arms, "Actually, this time the tutor called me because he had something important to entrust me." He said that it is a great thing for the country and the people to stand up against Tibet, so he must help you. ”

He turned his head and looked around, and saw that everyone was staring at him, so he rebuked: "You people have gone farther, and no idler is allowed to hear about the secret matters." ”

After speaking, there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. Everyone saw that the sleepy beautiful man was about to become a murderer in the blink of an eye, and they were so frightened that their bodies trembled.

Liu Yu raised his hand, "Everyone set off immediately, retreat thirty miles, and avoid the sharp edge of the Tubo people." You go first, and Mr. Yu and I will walk slowly. ”

He ordered someone to bring a horse and give it to Yu Xiaoliang. Su Ming found an opportunity to pass by him, and left a sentence, "Be careful, I heard that the people in Jiangnan Meizhen are evil, and they will kill people at will." ”

He nodded, "I understand!"

After he said this, his heart was full of bitterness, and he felt that his strange-tempered uncle was incomprehensible, hateful, but he couldn't get close.

Of course he knew that Yu Fuzi didn't send someone to kill him, otherwise Yu Xiaoliang wouldn't have protected him all the way. But who can guarantee that what he said would not annoy this dozing Yu Xiaoliang from beginning to end, so that he was killed.

After all, not every disciple of Jade Fuzi is as upright as his immortal brother.