"Drive! Drive...

Kong Yu, who finally learned to ride a horse, no longer lay on the back of the horse carefully, and at this time excitedly waved the horsewhip and shouted loudly.

"Master, it's all the way, isn't he..."

Liu Qingshu couldn't help frowning when he looked at Kong Zhuda's behavior, took a deep breath, and pointed to his head.

Uncle Song didn't speak, sighed in his heart, and wondered for the first time if there was something wrong with his vision.

It was already two days later, Kong Zhu followed Song Shugang's master and apprentice to the county seat, first, to take away the trouble away from home, and second, if he wanted to join the Six Gates, he also had to register in Quncheng first.

At noon, the sun is shining.

"Master, there is a tea shed in front, rest for a while before hitting the road. ”

The horses under the three-seated seat were tired from a good morning's run, so they let them eat some fodder to rest.

The three of them dismounted and walked towards the tea shed.

There was a hunchbacked middle-aged man in a long robe in the tea shed who greeted the three of them.

"What are you three going to do?"

Kong Yu was about to sit down, his ears moved slightly, and his body stagnated slightly before sitting on the stool.

There were only six middle-aged men in the tea shed plus the hunchback, but Kong Yu heard more than a dozen heavy breaths behind the tea shed, as well as the faint sound of the sword coming out of its sheath.

The two people sitting on the side seemed to be a little nervous, looking up at the hunchbacked middle-aged man from time to time.

Vigilant in his heart, Kong Zhu wanted to remind Song Shugang and the others, but as soon as he turned his head, he found that Song Shugang also looked at him and gave Kong Zhu a look.

Obviously, he also discovered that there was something in this tea shed.

"Shopkeeper, come to a pot of herbal tea, and another five catties... Ten pounds of cooked beef. ”

Only Liu Qingshu sat down with a relaxed face and directly slapped a piece of silver on the table.

When he ordered something, he glanced at Kong Zhu, originally only wanted five catties of beef, but when he thought of Kong Yu's amount of food, he immediately changed his mouth.

"Okay, wait a minute. The middle-aged man replied a little stiffly, turned around and walked into the house.

In a few moments, everything came up, and the beef was piled up on several large plates, and the aroma was fragrant.

However, he didn't dare to drink this tea, and he didn't dare to eat the beef even if it was fragrant.

Finally noticing that the atmosphere was a little strange, Liu Qingshu asked strangely:

"Master, why don't you eat it?"

"Hmph! If you eat this meat, I'm afraid you'll have to rot your intestines!"

Uncle Song just snorted coldly and shook his head at the disciple who was not angry.

As soon as Uncle Song finished speaking, the middle-aged man standing on the side changed his face, knowing that he and the others had been exposed.

With a wave of his hand, three sleeve arrows flew out of his sleeve and shot straight into Song Shugang's chest.

The Sleeve Arrow glowed with a faint green glow, apparently quenched with poison.

At the same time, the two Jianghu guests who were drinking tea and eating meat on the wine table on the side shook their bodies and jumped away suddenly.

Woohoo!

The next moment, a bow and crossbow vibrate, and one after another the crossbow arrows pierced the tea shed and shrouded the three of them.

At close range, it is difficult for ordinary inner forging warriors to survive being shot by crossbow arrows.

When the crisis came, Kong Zhu couldn't care about the other two, and jumped out when he heard the sound, narrowly avoiding the crossbow arrows.

Song Shugang stood in place and did not move his steps, there was no tension on his face, he waved his hand, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and it was impenetrable.

jingling, not only swept away the middle-aged man's sleeve arrows, but also protected himself and Liu Qingshu in the salvo of crossbow arrows.

Kong Yu looked at the crossbow bolts inserted in his side, and couldn't help but gasp.

The entire arrow of these crossbow arrows is quenched with poison, and as long as the body is cut a little, the consequences are unimaginable.

These people who are ambushed here to intercept and kill are really ruthless.

The crossbow bolts stopped, and more than a dozen men with knives rushed out from behind the tea shed, surrounding the three of them.

Kong Zhu glanced at the big knives in the hands of the dozen or so men, all of them had a faint green and fishy smell, and they were indeed quenched poison.

What a maddening organization.

In order to kill, he actually quenched poison on every weapon.

"Fast swordsman Song Shugang, we will act as ordered to hand over the Blood Transformation Divine Skill!"

The hunchbacked middle-aged man is not hunched at the moment, and he is a very strong man with a straight waist.

"Hmph! The Blood Transformation Divine Skill is here, and I want to get it myself. ”

Uncle Song just snorted coldly and patted his chest.

"Kill!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and more than a dozen killers suddenly surrounded and killed without saying a word.

"A rabble, protect yourselves. Uncle Song's eyes were sharp, and he took the initiative to meet him with a wave of his sword.

Song Shugang's sword was really fast, and the sword light flashed in the air, and just by looking at his face, two killers fell down holding their throats.

They knew that Song Shugang's sword was fast, but they didn't expect it to be so fast that they didn't have time to react.

Although Liu Qingshu's performance just now was a little worse, now a long sword is also very powerful in his hand, and he will not fall behind in the face of the siege of three people.

Kong Zhu did not have weapons in his hands, and he was afraid of the poisoned weapons in their hands, so he picked up the table and let go of the mess with his hands and feet.

Most of these men who besieged and killed Kong were at the peak of external forging, and those who were internally forged were besieging Song Shugang and Liu Qingshu.

Kong Yu waved his arm, and the table smashed into a man, and the man was slapped out, and the table finally fell to pieces.

screaming again and again, Uncle Song just held a sword and turned into a god of death who harvested life.

His sword was swift as the wind, and he landed easily in the vital points of the enemy.

The outer forging couldn't walk in his hand, and the inner forging hand was also killed by him with three or two swords.

In less than ten breaths, Kong Zhu had just snatched a knife from someone else's hand, and Uncle Song had just killed all the killers who surrounded him.

Those killers were either throats cut or pierced in the heart, and there was no resistance at all.

Seeing that the mission had already failed, the killers did not flee, but attacked more frantically.

After a few more breaths, all the killers fell under Song Shugang's sword.

"Right now, there is still a day and a night away from the county town, and I don't know how many killers are in ambush, and there are not a few peaks of internal forging, and there may be masters of internal strength. The Blood Transformation Divine Skill is a matter of great importance, and it cannot be missed, and it must be brought back to the six gates of the county town. ”

"Kong Zhu, your face is raw, not many people know you, you will take this blood transformation magic skill with you, I and Qingshu will walk from the main road, attract attention, you take the map from the path, you must bring it back!"

Uncle Song just took out the airtight blood transformation magic skill of the bag and handed it to Kong Zhu.

"Senior Song, I will definitely send him back"

Kong Zhu couldn't help but be stunned because of Song Shugang's proposal, and then hurriedly said.

"Okay, let's get on our way. ”

Kong Yu and they went on the road separately, and soon they couldn't see each other.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying horizontally in the tea shed, and the smell of blood was in the nose.

Not long after the three of them left, the middle-aged man who pretended to be a hunchback staggered to his feet.

"The mission failed, but maybe the news of the Blood Transformation Divine Skill could save my life. ”

I don't know if it was intentional or negligent, but Uncle Song's sword that pierced his heart was deviated a lot and did not kill him.