Tang Zixi couldn't help but scream and sat up suddenly. At this time, the sky was slightly bright, the sun had not yet risen, and the light in the room was still a little dark.

She sat on the bed in a daze, her somewhat glazed eyes occasionally rolling unconsciously to indicate that she was awake.

The situation in the dream was vivid, and those memories that she thought she had forgotten actually appeared in the dream again.

How could she forget Begonia! How could she forget the little friend who accompanied her childhood and brought her countless joys.

Under the blue sky, on the endless grassland, the scene of the little red horse named Begonia falling to the ground with an arrow resurfaced in front of her eyes without warning. It's as real as if it happened yesterday.

But what about after it was hit? She didn't remember.

She couldn't remember what happened next, but vaguely knew it was an extremely painful memory.

"I didn't expect you people from the Iron Sword Gate to be so despicable!"

An angry woman's voice came from outside: "But I may disappoint you, I'd rather die than betray my eldest brother!" I only heard the sound of the sword being sold, and obviously someone quickly drew the long sword, and then I heard the woman shouting, "If you still think that you are famous and decent, when you see my eldest brother in the future, you will take the trouble to bring me a word, just say that I am Jiang Chuqing, and I have not lost the Jiang family." ”

Tang Zixi hadn't recovered from his dream yet, when he suddenly heard this decisive sentence, he jumped up from the bed and rushed to the window, pushed open the window and shouted, "Stop!" It's a pity that she is on the high third floor, and her voice is hoarse, and this sentence has dissipated directly into the air before it reaches the bottom.

Seeing that a girl who seemed to be like a flower was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, at this time, a figure wearing a mask disappeared in a flash by a half-hidden window lattice on the opposite floor.

Jiang Chuqing, whose sword blade had already touched his skin, suddenly felt a numbness in his wrist, and then the long sword fell to the ground with a clang. She looked up in amazement, only to see a young girl looking at her with an anxious face by a wide open window on the third floor.

Tang Zixi saw her turn from danger to safety, and shouted something at her.

Although Jiang Chuqing didn't hear what she shouted, she felt her kindness and smiled at her. He bent down again and picked up the long sword, and made a gesture to kill himself again.

At this time, the three men surrounding her also reacted, one of them was a middle-aged man with three long whiskers hanging from his chin, and with a long sword in his hand, he had already knocked her long sword to the ground, and then the direction of the long sword changed, and it had already pointed at her acupoint.

Jiang Chuqing said angrily: "The surname is Han, what do you mean?"

The person who made the shot was Han Qian of the Iron Sword Gate, he looked at Jiang Chuqing and shook his head and said, "We didn't mean to ask for your life, we just wanted to ask the girl to tell me, where is Jiang Tianxiao?"

Jiang Chuqing stiffened and said hatefully: "I heard it, you want to kill my eldest brother and avenge your junior brother." I've made it clear that my eldest brother can't kill innocents indiscriminately, but you just don't believe it. I'm grateful to you for saving me from those scoundrels, but one yard to one yard. You want to frame my eldest brother, but you can't. It's a big deal to take my life. ”

"Miss Jiang, you misunderstood!" Han Qian sighed and said, "We just want to find out about your eldest brother about the situation that day, after all, when my Senior Brother Qi died, he was the only one present. ”

Jiang Chuqing glared at several people angrily: "What you say now sounds good, why did they say that they would break my eldest brother's body into ten thousand pieces before." ”

"Brother Han?"

An abrupt voice suddenly came, and then a handsome man with a slender figure and two attendants carrying large bags and small bags appeared on the empty street corner.

Tang Zixi, who had been staring at the downstairs upstairs, found someone coming, where could he stay, and hurriedly ran downstairs directly.

Han Qian turned his head to look at the voice when he heard this, but he didn't have an impression of the person in his mind, and said politely: "Forgive me for being clumsy, are you?"

"Under Ni Pengcheng!"

The person who came strode up to him and said with a smile: "That day in the alley, thanks to the help of Brother Han and several brothers from the Iron Sword Gate, Ni was able to retreat. I haven't found a chance to say thank you, and I hope you Haihan. After speaking, he also hugged his fists at the other two.

Several people politely returned the salute.

Han Qian's mind flashed, and he suddenly realized: "That day in Suozi Lane, it turned out to be you who were hunted down and killed by that group of people from southern Xinjiang. After speaking, he said suspiciously, "I don't know why Ni Gongzi formed a bond with that group of people from southern Xinjiang." ”

"People from Southern Xinjiang?" Ni Pengcheng asked with some puzzlement, "How did Brother Han know that they were from Southern Xinjiang?"

Han Qian didn't hide it, and explained: "Ni Gongzi, you don't know, because the climate in southern Xinjiang is special, and there are not too many trees to grow, but there is a kind of tree vine there, which is as hard as iron, and it is very suitable for making arrows. The arrows made of this kind of tree vine not only have a long range and great lethality, but also do not need to be processed more, and it is very convenient to take and use at any time. So the people there basically use this kind of rattan arrow. Speaking of this, he looked at Ni Pengcheng and said, "Although they were all masked that day, I could see very clearly that they were using that kind of rattan arrow." ”

Ni Pengcheng exclaimed when he heard this: "Brother Han is worthy of being a disciple of the head of the Iron Sword Sect, and he also knows so thoroughly about the distant southern Xinjiang. Admire it below!"

"You're welcome!" Han Qian said modestly, "Han just walked a little more than others." ”

Ni Pengcheng looked at a few people and invited: "It's better to meet by chance, I'll live here, it's better to go in and sit down, I still have a lot of things I want to ask Brother Han." He glanced sideways at Jiang Chuqing, who had been glaring at him angrily, and said with a smile, "This girl should be with you too." ”

"Humph!"

Jiang Chuqing can be regarded as remembering, this is the young man who inexplicably appeared and slashed his sword when he was chased and killed by the pock-faced man that day, and left without even apologizing.

Ni Pengcheng didn't care about her attitude, and continued to smile at Han Qian: "I am very sincere, and I invite Brother Han to appreciate his face!"

Han Qian has been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he knows that he is not an ordinary person when he looks at the bearing of the young man in front of him, and he also wants to know what entanglement the other party has with the southern Xinjiang, so he nodded and said happily: "So it bother!"

"Where is Brother Han!" Ni Pengcheng suddenly laughed, and instructed the person behind him, "Go and let the shopkeeper arrange it." ”

The attendant behind him nodded, and hurried towards the gate.

The group also followed behind, and when Han Qian passed by Jiang Chuqing's side, the hilt of the sword reversed to unlock the acupoints on her body, and said in a low voice: "I, Han Qian, guarantee with my personality, before the matter is clarified, the Iron Sword Gate will not do anything to your eldest brother." Please also ask Miss Jiang to calm down and cooperate. After speaking, he glanced at the two junior disciples quietly.

The two of them immediately stood on both sides of Jiang Chuqing, one left and one right, and tightly sandwiched her in the middle.

In fact, Han Qian is a person, Jiang Chuqing still believes it. Not only did he save her kindness from the pock-faced man, but she had also heard a lot about Han Qian's name of 'Thunder Sword'. Before, she was also worried about the safety of her eldest brother Jiang Tianxiao, so she did things a little too radically. Now that she has received Han Qian's personal promise, her heart has also been put down temporarily.

She knew very well that if the Iron Sword Gate really wanted to find Jiang Tianxiao's bad luck, she couldn't stop it at all, even if she really killed herself in front of them today, it would only be a vain death.

In addition, she was also very curious about Ni Pengcheng who appeared again, especially the people from southern Xinjiang they mentioned, and she followed behind obediently without saying a word.