Just as her stretcher passed the big dirt bag, she suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop!" This voice was so loud that it shook several larks in the grove not far away, and they were all frightened and silent.

Everyone stopped, quietly waiting for the next command of the eldest lady.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Tang Zixi was even more angry. She angrily said to the little soldier on the side: "Xiao Changzi, what do you say, what are you doing?"

Before Xiaobing had reported his home, he lived in Changjialing, not far from Liangzhou City, his surname was Chang, and he was the second oldest in the family, because he had no name, so everyone called him Chang Laoer. Tang Zixi felt that the name Chang Lao Er was too earthy, so he took it upon himself to call him Xiao Chang Zi. The soldier gladly accepted the name, and seemed to like it.

However, at this moment, when he heard his new name, he was called out in front of the public, but he didn't have the slightest joy, but he just said with a bitter face and embarrassment: "Miss, the little one doesn't know." I'm just a hired guide!"

Tang Zixi was right to think about it, let him go with an angry snort, turned his gaze to a big man beside him, and said viciously: "You! You say!"

The big man peeked at Ni Pengcheng, who was looking at the morning glow, and the perfect silhouette was like a finely carved jade statue.

"Don't look at it! Let you say you're deaf? Twenty sticks are too few, aren't you?"

Seeing that he didn't tell himself, he kept peeking at Ni Pengcheng. Miss Tang was really angry now, and her tone seemed to be full of sparks.

The big man finally retracted his gaze, looked at the angry Miss Tang with some fear, and muttered, "It's all dead brothers!"

"What?" It may be that his voice is too small, or it may be that Miss Tang can't believe it, and raises her voice, "Say it again, what's in this?"

The big man looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him silently, so he turned his heart and replied loudly, "Inside is our brother Paoze!"

Everyone here, except for Miss Tang and Xiao Bing, most of them have seen the tragic situation of those corpses. Everyone deliberately avoids this fact, and just uses this silent way to express the grief in their hearts.

Who knows, the sentence of the big man woke everyone up.

These robed brothers did not die on the battlefield in Mobei, and they did not do as they wished, and the horse leather shroud also had to guard the frontier. Nor did they die in a fight in the open, they were not only poisoned, but also suffered inhuman torture. Those bloody corpses all showed what kind of pain they experienced before they died.

However, they didn't even know who the murderer was, and they didn't even know where they were going to take revenge.

As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place. These iron-clad men fought in thousands of armies and horses, never frowning, and never cried out in pain with knives and axes. At this moment, looking at this seemingly ordinary dirt bag, his eyes were red one by one.

In a small clearing, a newly piled earth wrapper, a large area of black pressed people, standing quietly, no one spoke, and no one left.

Tang Zixi looked at everything in front of her, stunned, she felt her temples pounding, and asked unconsciously in her mouth: "How did they die? Who did it?" Her eyes turned red unconsciously, and there was a fierce expression on her immature little face.

"I don't know who did it yet. Guan Ruofei came to look for the second master before, but when he came back, he only had half a life left, and it is said that he was attacked by a man in black and slapped him...... He said that when he came, he saw only corpses all over the ground, and none of them were alive. After his careful examination, he only knew that all of them had been shaken off their hearts, their internal organs were shattered, and the blood vessels in their bodies were bursting......"

The more the big man spoke, the faster he spoke, as if he wanted to tell the eldest lady everything for these dead people, and also make their deaths seem worthwhile. As everyone knows, every time he says a word, Tang Zixi's face turns pale.

"Li Hu!"

Just when the big man was describing the death of those robes in detail, Ni Pengcheng finally interrupted him: "That's enough!" Li Hu, the big man in the shape of a big man, was about to continue, but was stopped by Ni Pengcheng with his eyes.

Ni Pengcheng walked to the earthen bag, faced the heroic soul inside, and bowed respectfully three times. Only then did he turn around, facing the soldiers who were silently watching him, he raised his fist vigorously, and at the same time raised his voice and shouted: "I, Ni Pengcheng, swear that I will definitely find out the murderers and avenge them!

"Yes, yes, yes!" everyone replied in unison, louder than the other.

The sound resounded through the sky, causing a rumbling echo among the mountains, and for a moment it seemed as if all sides were responding loudly. The birds in the woods fluttered their wings and flew high in groups, spreading their wings into the distance.

"Let's go!"

Ni Pengcheng glanced back at the huge tomb again, and then turned around without hesitation and took the lead in striding forward. The others also turned around and quickly formed a formation to follow.

"Poof—"

"Miss!"

"Miss Tang!"

Suddenly, a panicked cry rang out.

Ni Pengcheng turned his head suddenly, only to see Tang Zixi's figure falling back to the stretcher, his face was like gold paper, and the blood mist in the sky stabbed his eyes.

......

On a small road not far from Liangzhou City, a few people stumbled over. One of them wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said to the other beside him: "After passing through this forest, we can return to the official road, and when the time comes, it will be much easier for us to grab two horses." Shang He, you hold on a little longer!"

These people escaped from the hands of the man surnamed Yun and others, Qian Feng and Shang He, as well as the prefect Du Zhongqian in their mouths. It's just that the prefect at this moment has shown his true face, but it is Lu Zhan, the current leader of the Blue Dragon Gang.

At this moment, he was tied with his hands and dragged behind him with a rope, and looking at the appearance of his vague walking steps, he knew that he was forbidden by someone. Otherwise, with his skill, it would be effortless to break the rope of this mere area.

Hearing Tian Feng's words, Lu Zhan, who was being dragged behind, suddenly raised his head, spit out a mouthful of blood at the back of the two of them, and said, "Don't dream, do you think you can get out of this forest smoothly?"

Qian Feng turned his head angrily and said coldly at Lu Zhan: "If we can't escape, do you think you can escape?" Speaking of this, I don't know what I remembered, he suddenly smiled strangely, and then continued, "Don't worry, before I die, I will definitely treat you well." If I'm lucky enough not to die, I'll treat your precious son well. So, whether it's for you or for your precious son, it's better for them not to act rashly. ”

"You dare!" When Lu Zhan heard this, he was immediately furious, "If you dare to touch a hair of my son, I will let you die without a whole body!"

As if I had heard a command, the sound of a sword unsheathed suddenly sounded in the seemingly calm woods.

Qian Feng was unmoved, and coldly glanced at the shadowy figures around him. Suddenly, his body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Lu Zhan's side, the long sword was unsheathed, and only the sound of swishing was heard. Then his body moved, and he swept back to Xiang He's side, which was able to catch his crumbling body.

Lu Zhan only felt a flower in front of him, and then a cold on his head, but when he opened his eyes again, he was still standing in place, looking at him coldly, as if he had never moved at all.

He involuntarily shrunk his neck and said in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do? If you kill me, don't want to know the ...... of the 'Returning Ruins Fragment'" Before he finished speaking, he was stuck as if he had been tapped with a dumb hole.

A gust of wind blew, taking away all the messy hair on his head, leaving only a shiny bald head, which was particularly dazzling in the sun.