Shiliping is a small hill nestled at the foot of the mountains, ten miles away from the official road, and to get there, you have to cross an overgrown field and wade through an unnamed river on the way.

If it weren't for the simple map drawn on the letterhead, Fan Yongda would not have been able to inquire about the location of the hill at all, and he suspected that even the name Shiliping was made up by the other party temporarily.

He summoned everyone in the team to discuss countermeasures, but only heard one voice, "Let's go, what are you waiting for? No matter how many summits he has, we won't run in vain." ”

Without waiting for the leader's order, more than a dozen excited young people had already taken the lead in setting off, and Fan Yongda could only obey the will of the people, personally leading half of the people to Shiliping to face the battle, and persuading the other half of the members to stay behind to protect the prisoners.

Chen Jinke sighed, looking at dozens of fellow Jianghu people riding horses into the wilderness, all of them were high-spirited, but he was connected with the boring prisoners, the only consolation was that Luo Shaoxiong also stayed, for this Luo family's children, it was really important to face a group of unknown people.

The Red Flame Fire Dragon Luo Shaoxiong is not the best person in Luojiazhuang's martial arts, six years ago, he was only the follower behind Luo Qikang and Luo Qibai brothers, and he only became famous in the last three or four years, and won the championship in the public competitions that attracted attention in the rivers and lakes one after another.

With a good background, strong martial arts, and good popularity, Luo Shaoxiong's status is enough to make anyone with dreams of rivers and lakes envious, seeing him coming over, Chen Jinke's eyes lit up suddenly, his waist bent down involuntarily, his voice trembled slightly, and he made no secret of the admiration in his heart, "Luo Shaoxia, when do you think Uncle Shi and they will come back?"

This is really nonsense, Chen Jinke thought in frustration, but for a while he couldn't think of anything more intelligent.

At dusk, Fan Yongda and the others had just disappeared into the wilderness, Luo Shaoxiong stopped and said a little coldly: "Before midnight." ”

Luo Shaoxiong is in his twenties, with a tall posture, a square face and a puffed nose, a handsome and resolute appearance, and a little unsociable arrogance, but it is perfect for him.

"I guess most of the time was spent on the road. Chen Jinke said with a smile that the two had met before, but this was the first time they had the opportunity to talk privately.

Luo Shaoxiong nodded casually, no smile appeared on his face, he was not more interested in the admirer, his gaze stopped on the prisoner's face, "The Dragon King will come to save you tonight." ”

Lin Xiaoshan was moving his numb legs and feet, ignoring the Luo family, even if Chen Jinke pulled the thin chain connecting the wrists of the two, he refused to look at Luo Shaoxiong.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain, and strike the west with a sound. Chen Jinke broke the cold field, "The Dragon King is nothing more than that, he wants to save people, but he can't get around Luo Shaoxia after all, haha." ”

This is the first time that the escort team has set up camp in the wilderness, and the chief dart head of the Zhenwei Dart Bureau is instructing the disciples of each faction on how to set up tents with his subordinates, and there are noisy voices everywhere, Chen Jinke's laughter is muffled, and only the two people around him can hear it.

But neither of these two people cooperated, Lin Xiaoshan was still stubborn, and coldly repeated his opinion, "The Dragon King would not do such a stupid thing. ”

Luo Shaoxiong had no intention of arguing, holding a long sword in his arms, looking around aimlessly, it seemed that he was going to guard the prisoner tonight.

Chen Jinke felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make friends, but the topics he had thought about several times were perfunctory by the Luo family swordsman, and an hour later, he still failed to break through the boundaries of strangers and became "friends" with Luo Shaoxiong.

As the night wore on, a bonfire was lit in the middle of the camp, and fighting was taking place ten miles away, and none of the people who stayed on the roadside refused to sleep, but they were all gathered around the campfire, but they were not robbers, and they were not in the habit of drinking and bragging in public, but they were divided into groups to socialize.

With Luo Shaoxiong here, a small circle should have been formed with him as the center, but the swordsmen of the Luo family were too cold, and many people came over with great interest, but finally left in disgust.

It is said that the Luo family in Hedong can only be regarded as half of the Jianghu sect, Chen Jinke finally has a tangible impression this time, he has already given up his efforts to befriend Luo Shaoxiong, and instead chatted with Lin Xiaoshan, although this is also a wood-like character, he will respond to his words anyway.

"We're acquaintances, tell me the truth, why did the Dragon King want to save you? Uncle Shi is very sure that the Dragon King will come, but I think there must be a reason for him to save you, right?"

"Fan Yongda has seen the Dragon King, and he knows what kind of person the Dragon King is. Lin Xiaoshan is still the same as a few days ago, refusing to reveal where his value is.

Chen Jinke had heard a lot of similar words, and felt very bored, he really wanted to go into another circle instead of being trapped with a prisoner with no future.

Jianghu characters also have high and low, the crowd near the bonfire is not formed at random, the disciples of the nine major sects are their own group, it is difficult for outsiders to join, even the head of the Zhenwei Dart Bureau, nominally one of the leaders, can only be mixed with the people of the dart bureau and the gang at this time.

The third group was of an even lower status, and they were not so much invited to join the team as they were to squeeze in, looking for every opportunity to flatter the disciples of the Great Gate Sect.

Chen Jinke sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at Luo Shaoxiong, and thought that there was probably no sect in the rivers and lakes that could compete with the Luo family in Hedong.

"Someone has come back in Shiliping. The dart master in charge of the perimeter guard shouted loudly, and the circle in the camp was broken in an instant, and everyone came together and looked out into the dark field.

"The contest is over!" an excited voice shouted, and someone immediately pointed out that it was a certain disciple of the Taishan Sect.

The ending was obvious, and some people still asked curiously: "How is it? Has the Dragon King appeared? Is there a master at the Five Summits?"

Taishan sent disciples to ride horses and appear in the firelight, "The Dragon King didn't go, what bullshit five summits, it was a group of small people, claiming that they had received the favor of the Dragon King in the North Court back then, and volunteered to stand up for him, wanting to rescue the Dragon King's subordinates, but they were all vulnerable when they moved, and Senior Brother Hao of this sect lost more than a dozen in a row, and the rest of the people saw that the momentum was not right, and they wanted to disperse in a hurry, and they were all captured by us." Haha, I'll come back and let you know, you can see for yourself later, a hundred or so captives are all the family of the five summits. ”

Fan Yongda only brought more than 50 people, and actually caught twice as many prisoners, and those who reacted quickly, without saying a word, jumped on his horse and rushed out of the camp to meet the victorious team.

Taishan sent his disciples to stay and proudly recounted the situation at that time, especially how "Senior Brother Hao" was so brave and invincible that he begged for mercy in the fifth meeting.

Chen Jinke couldn't squeeze in, so he could only listen outside, so anxious that he stomped his feet and said to Lin Xiaoshan: "This big victory will be spread in the rivers and lakes for several years, alas, it's all because of you, I can't participate in person." ”

Lin Xiaoshan sneered, "Yes, dozens of sect people, even if they kill a wild boar, they will spread it in the rivers and lakes for several years." ”

Chen Jinke ignored Lin Xiaoshan's sarcasm, and looked left and right in surprise, "What about Luo Shaoxia?

"Probably to go up and stab a few captives to death, and add a deed to yourself. ”

Lin Xiaoshan looked down on the martial arts figures in the Central Plains, Chen Jinke had long been indifferent, thinking that a person from the Western Regions, after coming to the capital, was doing silk business, how would he know what a real master was?

Half an hour later, the disciples of the Taishan faction had nothing to say, but the team escorting the captives did not come back, and the chief dart head of the Zhenwei Dart Bureau was more cautious, persuading the disciples of the major factions to disperse, and quietly ordered the two dart masters to go to find out the news.

Chen Jinke and Lin Xiaoshan retreated to the side of the carriage, and a person suddenly came out of the carriage, and Chen Jinke's right hand immediately stretched out to the hilt of the knife, and then found out that it was Luo Shaoxiong.

"Something is wrong. Luo Shaoxiong said, his expression was even more cold and arrogant.

Chen Jinke nodded in surprise, and in order to express his approval, he held the handle of the knife with his right hand, "The captive walks slowly, it is estimated that it will be there in a while." ”

"Don't get too far from the carriage later. Luo Shaoxiong didn't seem to hear Chen Jinke's explanation, and reminded him in a commanding tone.

"Yes. Chen Jinke reluctantly responded, he was a little annoyed, he was a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, and he shouldn't be treated like this.

Luo Shaoxiong turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness again.

The disciples of the Taishan faction stood next to the bonfire, still surrounded by more than a dozen people, and they wanted to hear more details, so that they could look immersive when they talked about it on the rivers and lakes in the future.

An object flew in from outside the camp, and Chen Jinke was one of the first to spot it, thinking it was a frightened resident bird, but soon realized that something was wrong and watched it fall into the crowd.

The vigilance of the disciples of each faction is still not low, the thing is still in the air, they have already dispersed, and they have pulled out their weapons, but when they see the true face of the thing that has landed, they are all so surprised that they can't speak, and after a while, the disciples of the Taishan faction shouted with a crying voice and were extremely shocked: "Senior Brother Hao!"

The master of the Taishan faction who had just shown his skills in Shiliping actually had only one head left.

The camp was in chaos all of a sudden, and before the chief dart head gave the order, dozens of people had already rushed to the direction where the head was flying, and the figures were swishing, but the light skills were not weak.

The chief dart head was helpless, and few people in this team listened to his orders, so he had to call more than a dozen dart masters provided by the three major dart bureaus, and said loudly: "Be careful, don't fall for it." ”

There was a lot of killing outside the camp, and the disciples of various factions seemed to have encountered the enemy, judging by the sound alone, they were not inferior.

Chen Jinke had to admit Luo Shaoxiong's previous judgment, things were really wrong, this was the first time he was in distress after entering the rivers and lakes, he was excited, but he was not very afraid, he pulled out a single knife, and said to the prisoner with a smile: "Don't make trouble behind my back later, my knife doesn't have eyes, who is cutting ......?"

Halfway through his words, Chen Jinke couldn't say any more.

More than a dozen dart masters, led by the head dart, were walking towards the carriage, and suddenly swayed from side to side, as if their legs were too weak to stand.

"Someone poisoned!" the chief dart shouted angrily, he had more experience, but he didn't know how it was poisoned, food and water were all brought by themselves, and it was impossible to make a mistake.

Three black-clothed masked men appeared behind the dart masters like ghosts, without saying a word, raising their knives to stab down, killing six people in a row, the others came back to their senses, but their whole bodies were weak, and there was no possibility of parrying.

Chen Jinke had already seen the three of them, but he was too surprised to say a word to remind them.

Looking at the three rescuers, Lin Xiaoshan frowned, there was no joy on his face, and said in a low voice: "Has the Jinpeng killer taken refuge in the Dragon King?"