The north wind was blowing strongly, and the sky was dark and dreary, with the occasional snowflake falling.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and a horse-drawn carriage stood out alone on a desolate mountain road. It was a young man who was driving, and his face, which was a little red from the wind, showed a little anxious when he saw that it was getting late.

"If you can't find an inn before dark, you'll have to sleep in the wilderness again tonight. He whipped his horses and muttered.

"Brother Qianming. A small figure came out from behind the curtain, sat down next to him, and grabbed his arm.

Zhao Ziming rubbed Ling'er's head and said helplessly: "Ling'er, my brother is going to drive away, so I can't tell you a story at this time." ”

Ling'er pouted and said, "I know, I'll drive with my brother!" As soon as the words fell, she sneezed loudly.

Zhao Ziming was about to call her in, when suddenly, more than a dozen figures flashed on the road ahead, blocking the road tightly. Zhao Ziming hurriedly pulled the reins and stopped the horses.

The leading roadblocker took two steps forward, slammed the iron gun in his hand to the ground, and said loudly: "I opened this road, I planted this tree, if you want to fight this, leave the road money!"

The strong men behind him also shouted, "Stay and buy road wealth!"

Zhao Ziming frowned, a little uneasy in his heart, turned his head to Ling'er and said, "Come in." The latter did not say a word, and obediently entered the carriage.

Zhao Ziming took out the long sword on his waist and said in a loud voice: "The little brother has no long things, so he is here to go to his relatives to eat, and I hope that the eldest brother will make it convenient for me to come over." ”

At this moment, Aunt Qiu leaned out and looked at the other side coldly with a pair of eyes.

The robber's eyes lit up, and he pointed at her and said, "Boy, let you go over, leave the carriage and the two women, one big and one small, and get out." ”

Zhao Ziming's face suddenly became gloomy, he jumped out of the carriage and walked straight towards those people, and when he was a few feet away, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, rushed to the front of the robber leader, and slapped him.

"Smack!" Where did the robber leader expect Zhao Ziming to have such skills, and before he could react, his body flew out in a circle, and he fell and ate.

"Brother Qianming, good fight!" Ling'er got out of the carriage again at some point, waving her arms and shouting.

Seeing that his eldest brother couldn't even eat a move, the robbers couldn't help but be shocked, holding the weapon but not daring to take a step forward.

The leader of the robbers got up, shook his dizzy head, and was furious, "Brothers, chop this kid for me!"

Zhao Ziming has already figured out the bottom of this person, he doesn't know how to work hard at all, presumably the others are even more unbearable, a hanging heart let go, sneered, simply put away the sword, and shuttled a few times in the crowd, and more than a dozen robbers were all put to the ground by him with his fists.

"This little bit of ability is also here to block the road and rob, get out of here!" Zhao Ziming kicked the robber leader heavily and shouted.

The leader of the robbers hurriedly got up and led his minions into the wilderness.

After such a delay, the sky became darker, Zhao Ziming returned to the car and said, "Aunt Qiu, it seems that I can only find a place to make do with it tonight." ”

Aunt Qiu shook her head and said, "You shouldn't have let them go." ”

Zhao Ziming was stunned, not understanding the meaning of these words, "What?"

Aunt Qiu pointed to the backs of the robbers who were far away, "If my expectations are correct, these people will definitely entangle their comrades and come to us for trouble." ”

Zhao Ziming suddenly realized, was silent for a long time, and reluctantly smiled: "No." ”

Aunt Qiu sighed, "Maybe I'm thinking too much, let's hurry up while it's still dark." ”

About two quarters of an hour later, Zhao Ziming knew that he was wrong, and more than 30 robbers rushed out of the roadside and surrounded the carriage, among which was the bandit leader and his men who were beaten away by Zhao Ziming.

Zhao Ziming drew his sword in his hand, took the lead in attacking, and went straight to the previous bandit leader.

The man had seen Zhao Ziming's terror, and hurriedly retreated behind everyone and ordered his subordinates to attack Zhao Ziming together.

More than a dozen weapons were laid down at the same time, how could Zhao Ziming be hard connected, take a few steps back, jump to the side, and wait for an opportunity to shoot, but those people were on guard, and the weapons in their hands moved with him, and for a while, Zhao Ziming couldn't help them.

The bandit leader was triumphant and shouted to the person opposite, "Chapter 2, don't you do it yet?"

Zhang Er laughed a few times, "Brothers, go on, the gold and silver beauties are right in front of you!" and led his men to rush to the carriage.

Zhao Ziming's face changed, and he was about to retreat to the rescue, when the more than ten people who were fighting with him cheered, surrounded him in the middle, and attacked him fiercely.

Zhang Er approached the carriage with a group of people, and was about to lift the curtain, when a hand suddenly stretched out behind the curtain and pinched his wrist like lightning.

The curtain of the car was lifted, Aunt Qiu bent down and walked out, with a slight force in her hand, and Zhang Erden screamed miserably.

Aunt Qiu frowned slightly, and whispered, "Useless things." Raising his hand and flicking it on the back of Zhang Er's head, Zhang Er's eyes closed and he fell straight down.

A few minions raised their knives and slashed, Aunt Qiu wiped it on her waist, pulled out a soft sword, silver light flashed, and those people covered their throats and fell to the ground and died.

The others were so frightened that they turned around and ran, Aunt Qiu was covered with frost, jumped out of the carriage and killed three more, seeing that Zhao Ziming was under siege and in danger, so she gave up the chase and ran to Zhao Ziming.

Before anyone arrived, Aunt Qiu waved her right hand and shot out several silver needles, and in the group of thieves besieging Zhao Ziming, four or five people made a move, and they were killed immediately, and the group of thieves was in chaos.

Zhao Ziming saw the opportunity, brushed a few swords, killed two people in a row, Aunt Qiu arrived, the silver light flashed, and killed several people, only the robber leader and his three subordinates saw the opportunity quickly and ran away.

"Qianming, don't let them go. Aunt Qiu wrapped the soft sword back around her waist and walked to the carriage.

Zhao Ziming was soft-hearted for a while, and almost made a big mistake, he hated the bandit leader very much, how could he let him leave alive, and with a single step, he used light skills to chase after him.

After a while, a few faint screams were heard in the distance.

The more the north wind became more urgent, and the snowflakes with goose feathers fell from the sky and fluttered one after another, and after a while, a thick layer was laid on the ground.

Sleeping in the wild in such weather, even if people are fine, the horses can't bear the cold, but they can't hurry, otherwise the snow will be thick, people and horses will be in danger, and Zhao Ziming is so worried that he doesn't know what to do.

Aunt Qiu smiled slightly, lifted a person from the ground, it was Zhang Er, and slapped her in the face a few times, and the latter woke up slowly.

"The queen spares her life! The young man spares his life! The little one is blind and will never dare to do anything wrong in the future!" Zhang Er lay on the ground and begged for mercy again and again.

Zhao Ziming comprehended and understood what Aunt Qiu meant, and shouted in a deep voice: "Get up!"

Half an hour later, the sky was already dark, and the wind and snow were heavy outside, but Zhao Ziming was not worried, at this moment they were already in Zhang Er's lair.

When they first arrived here, it happened that Zhang Er's subordinates who had escaped were fighting, and they thought that the former would die, and they fought for the boss.

Zhao Ziming didn't say a word, he swung his sword and cut down a few, leaving only two lives, asking them to chop wood to boil water, cook rice and feed the horses.

Seeing this, Aunt Qiu smiled and took out three pills and forced them to eat, and said: "Don't have any crooked ideas, my broken intestines are very toxic, and if there is no antidote, you can be hurt for a day and a night, and then your intestines will rot and die." ”

The faces of the three of them were as dead as ashes, and they completely extinguished their thoughts of harming people.

Nothing happened overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Ziming got up for morning exercises, and when he pushed the door, he saw that the snow in the yard had covered the threshold, a few feet deep, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

He practiced Bajiquan in the room, and then sat cross-legged to practice internal strength, and after an hour, he was pleased to find that the internal force had touched the bottleneck of the fourth layer.

"Brother Qianming, it's time to eat!" Ling'er's crisp voice came from afar.

After the meal, Zhao Ziming discussed with Aunt Qiu, because the snow on the road was too thick, so he decided to stay here for a few days and wait for the snow to melt before leaving.

Ling'er suffered a little bit of wind and cold due to the bumps for several days, and she sneezed non-stop, but she pestered Zhao Ziming and Aunt Qiu, asking the two of them to build a snowman with her, but the two couldn't stand her soft grinding and hard bubbles, so they had to agree.

When the three of them came to the backyard, Aunt Qiu suddenly frowned and said, "Qianming, listen, it seems that someone is shouting." ”

Qian Ming listened intently, and sure enough, the sound of "babbling ahhh

The two of them identified their positions according to their voices, led Ling'er through a side door, and walked into a small courtyard, where Zhang Er's two subordinates squatted in a corner of the courtyard to chop wood.

The strange voice was heard more clearly, Zhao Ziming's body moved, came to the two of them, pointed to their feet, and asked, "Is there anyone here?"

The two looked flustered, spitting and spitting, unable to speak, just squatting and chopping wood.

Zhao Ziming pushed the two of them away, lifted the wooden plank on the ground and turned it aside, revealing a hole, and a staircase extended downward, but it was a cellar.

The mournful woman's voice was clearly audible.

Zhao Ziming walked down the stairs, Aunt Qiu followed behind with Ling'er in her arms, she seemed to have guessed something, and put her right hand on Ling'er's head to prevent her from turning her head.

The scene in the cellar was unsightly, with three wooden beds side by side, and on each bed lay a defenseless woman with her hands and feet chained, and a thumb-sized wooden rod tied to her mouth.

Zhang Er, who had been crushed by Aunt Qiu's wrist, was lying on top of the woman on the wooden bed in the middle, also naked, shrugging and twitching, while the woman under him let out a heart-rending scream.

Zhao Ziming only felt that his brain was banging, and infinite anger erupted, as if he was about to drown his reason, his eyes were red, he rushed forward, grabbed Zhang Er's neck, and smashed it on the edge of the bed, spilling red and white on the ground.