Chapter 45: The Siege of Sanjiangping

Qing'er rested her head on his shoulder, and her right hand was clenched into a small fist, smacking him in the chest.

She coquettishly said infinitely, "You really hate to death!"

The two of them continued to walk forward with a smile and a smile, and after this avenue was Sanjiangping, and after Sanjiangping was Sanjiang Town. When you arrive in Sanjiang Town, it is the sphere of influence of the Sanjiang Gang. Only when there is a god can he truly sit back and relax.

Yahhhh

Suddenly, a large flock of crows flew over their heads in the sky, as if fleeing for their lives.

The raven's head has passed, and there is no calamity and no woe.

The priest sighed and said helplessly: "Hey, this world is really not peaceful!"

As a scavenger, where the crow appears, there is a possibility of disaster.

After a short time, the priests and their servants walked into Sanjiangping, and watched a team of people and horses from a distance, sitting on the ground to rest. Behind them, fifteen horses were neatly tethered.

"Who are those?

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll protect you. ”

These three river flats are formed by the alluvial silt of rivers, and they are as large as five or six hundred square meters. There is no grass or trees in the lawn, and there is black and yellow mud and sand, and pebbles of different sizes are outside.

Some of these pebbles are as big as a fist, some are thicker than beams, some are white and shiny, and some are dotted like stars in the night sky.

Whirring, the breeze slowly stirred up the mud and sand.

The group quickly stood up.

It won't be so unlucky, the priest is already a little suspicious in his heart.

The wind stops, the sand stops, and the dust settles.

The group of men and horses, who had come on horseback, had already wrapped them in a circle and surrounded them tightly.

"Yo, isn't this Hall Master Lu? I haven't seen you for a long time!" the priest saw the leader clearly, and the hanging stone in his heart finally fell.

Lu Yang didn't answer, and the iron-clad guards on the horse all looked serious. Qing'er hid behind the priest in fear, like a frightened little mouse.

"Where are you going? Isn't it here to see me off?" If he doesn't do anything, he simply pretends to be stupid.

"Helper, ordered me to come all the way, not for anything else, but just to ask the Taoist to borrow something?" Lu Yang finally spoke,

So it looks like they're here to intercept me.

"What is it? I can cut love anything but this head. The priest joked and interviewed, he had already secretly planned in his heart how to escape later.

With a bang, the iron-clad guards got their swords and brushed their sheaths.

Bang bang bang...

Lu Yang clapped his hands and couldn't help but praise: "That's right, I want your neck." ”

The iron-clad guard was just about to make a move, but Qing'er behind him was so frightened that she cried.

The priest took out a handkerchief, gently wiped away her tears, and said earnestly: "Don't be afraid, as long as I am here, you will be fine." ”

Although the god servant is in love with her, but these days, she takes care of him quite carefully, and he is also very affectionate to her.

The divine servant had no fear on his face, and clasped his fists and saluted: "There is a debtor who is wronged, you find me, I have nothing to say, but she is innocent." It's none of her business, let him go. ”

After the priest finished speaking, he stuffed the money on his body into Qing'er's hand.

"Being affectionate and righteous is a man, but it's a pity that it's a matter of family luck, either you die or I die. ”

Lu Yang raised his hand, and the two iron-clad guards opened the horse's head and left a gap.

Qing'er was relieved and crawled out.

Seeing that she had gone away and left the battle circle, the priest took out a brush and put his right hand on his chest.

He threw his head back and laughed wildly. The laughter was full of internal force, which shook the surrounding rocks slightly, and shocked the standing horses to move backwards.

"Hall Master Lu, where did you get your confidence?

Where does the confidence come from?

In order to ensure that this siege was foolproof, Lu Yang carefully selected fourteen martial artists from the iron-clad guards, these martial artists were first-class in each of their skills, and it could be said that they were the strongest combat power in the Tiger Hunting Hall.

Besides, Lu Yang, as the master of the military hall, is the leader of the military hall. He stretched out his hands, both hands in claws, and this time he wanted this arrogant stinky Taoist priest to taste the power of his eagle claws.

The iron-clad guard held his breath, clenched his sword, pointed his ears, and waited for Lu Yang's order, and then rushed up, about to chop the divine servant into pulp.

The wind caressed it, and it blew a little cold on the face of the priest.

The priest looked around, dark luck, he hadn't faced such a big predicament for a long time.

His body tensed, like a bow full of strength.

Knock knock knock...

He couldn't believe his heart was beating so fast, and he could hear it clearly.

Can you win?" he swallowed, his palms sweating profusely.

The priest kicked his feet, jumped up two meters high, waved the brush, and the pen and ink were vertical and horizontal.

"Kill!" Lu Yang's feet were a little on the back of the horse, and his body jumped up, grabbed it quickly, and attacked the chest of the god servant.

The battle at the front has officially begun, but the battle in the rear has long since ended.

Yang Boci pulled the big ice back to the foot of Helan Mountain, and after diagnosis and observation, he came to a conclusion.

Lu Yi's life is not in danger for the time being, but if the seal is not lifted for more than three days, then Lu Junke will have to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person.

Thinking of this, Yang Boci immediately ordered Yang Zhongcheng to go to the nearby road to requisition three carriages.

Three carriages rushed on the mountain road of Helan Mountain, and the three carriages were connected into a vertical line, like a big snake running through the ground.

The carriage headed by Yang Boci was driven by Yang Boci, and lying in the carriage was Fengshu, who was seriously injured and did not wake up.

The carriage in the center was driven by Yang Zhongcheng, and lying in the carriage were Yang Shuhu and Yang Jicheng, who were seriously injured.

The carriage at the tail was driven by an unfamiliar businessman, and in the carriage lay Lu Yi, who was frozen in ice.

The carriage swayed, and Xuan Ling stood in the carriage, holding Fengshu's hand, and did not leave for a moment.

Suddenly, Fengshu's eyelids moved twice, and a muffled sound came out of his mouth.

Xuan Ling was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Wake up! Wake up!"

Hearing her call, Yang Boci immediately reined in the horse's head, and the horse stopped.

"What are you fuss about, what are you doing? What woke up and slept, a lot of brainless people!" Yang Boci did not get up, but sat on the carriage seat, and asked a little angrily.

"Doctor, my brother is awake, please go in and have a look. Xuanling was so happy just now that he forgot to come out and invite him into the carriage to see a doctor.

Yang Boci saw her come out and treat her politely, so he opened the curtain and got into the carriage.