"Friend or foe?"

"I want to eat alone. ”

"What then?"

"Run!"

Looking at the figures of the two of them running wildly, the hatsman was still riding a horse and standing quietly in the distance. It was a quarter of an hour before the hat-taker urged his horse to follow. The black horse's pace was free and brisk, it seemed unhurried, but by the time it noticed it, it had already run twenty or thirty miles.

From Tanyuan Town to Shubei City, if you ride a fast horse, it only takes about 20 days. Dong Ping and Lin Sanchuan had been traveling for eighteen days, and in these days, it was convenient for them to stop a little and let the horses eat some forage. Others, such as eating and sleeping, are done on horseback. Even so, they couldn't get rid of the ghostly hatsman who followed behind them.

It is also strange to say that although this hatsman has been following Dong Ping and the others, he has always kept a certain distance from the two. This distance is very delicate, he not only gives Dong Ping and the two a room to escape, but also does not let the two out of his sight. He was like a hungry, but proud beast. Before feasting on its prey, the beast must first subjugate its prey to its minions.

provoked such a difficult character, although Dong Ping was a little upset, but he was also lucky. As long as the strength of the hatsman behind him is not too outrageous, he and Lin Sanchuan can barely cope with it.

"How many arrows are left?"

"There are only three left. ”

Dong Ping thought for a moment and said, "One shoots people, one shoots horses, one shoots horses' legs." ”

Lin Sanchuan turned around, and the arrow was already on the string.

Suddenly, Dong Ping stopped him again and said, "Don't, change it to one to shoot people, one to shoot horses, and two to shoot horses' legs." ”

"But I'm just three arrows!"

"Idiot!

When Lin Sanchuan heard this, his heart sank, and he used his true qi to draw his bow again. I saw that his arms swelled up instantly, and the tough linen clothes with dense stitches also showed signs of being torn. After several months of hard work, Lin Sanchuan's strength has also made great progress under the careful guidance of Wei Shengjin. Now, Lin Sanchuan is only half a step away from the Heaven Stealing Realm.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and Lin Sanchuan suddenly loosened his strings. Three arrows shot out suddenly, and at the same time, the great bow cracked open. The cow tendon strings that flew out really flicked Lin Sanchuan's hand hard. Lin Sanchuan rubbed his red and swollen thumb and muttered, "It's time to change a good bow......"

And the three arrows flew towards the hatsman and the dark horse at high speed in three tricky directions with the sound of scorching air.

Seeing this, the hat-hatter first put a palm against his chest, and then, a surging palm wind gushed out. When he landed, he rushed towards the three arrows. And Lin Sanchuan's three arrows carry the supreme arm strength of the Iron Fist Gate, and they are coupled with his superb understanding of the art of riding and archery. How could this palm wind be able to stop it? The three arrows broke through the palm wind barrier like a withering and decaying blow, and suddenly, they were only three feet away from the hatholder.

An arrow aimed at the center of the hat's brow, which was under the veil, and as he lay back, the arrow flew past his chest with a whoosh. As the hatsman fell on his back, he had pulled the reins up.

The black horse's head was facing to the side, and its four hooves were also in the air.

Dong Ping said: "What about the fourth arrow?"

Lin Sanchuan smiled: "Let the arrows fly for a while." ”

Suddenly, an arrow grazed the left eyelid of the black horse. The other arrow that is shot at the leg of the front horse will also be missed. Suddenly, a mutation arose! The third arrow crackled, and suddenly, it split in two!

Suddenly, a painful neighing came from the black horse's mouth. Then, there was the sound of horses falling to the ground.

"Beautiful!"

Dong Ping smiled and said, "Let's go, lead him to the quagmire of Songshan Lake." ”

The hat-bearer came out of the dust, and he looked at the black horse lying on the ground, wailing and weeping at him, but he was indifferent. He crouched down and stroked the black horse's supple and smooth mane. The black horse spewed out two pale white chills from his nostrils, and his mood stabilized a lot. Then, the hatper moved his hand to the black horse's throat and pressed it down hard.

The black horse twitched all over, and the blood gushed out of his throat one by one, and finally turned up a large blood blister on the yellow grass.

The hatsman tightened his clothes, and strode towards the two who had turned into black spots, and strode away after the meteor.

Dong Ping crawled on a ground overgrown with weeds and stood up cautiously. In front of him was a clear and vast lake. This is the Lake of Songshan, the lake of Dong Ping's new life. Dong Ping looked at the lake, and there were not many waves in his eyes. All he could think about now was how to get rid of the hatsman so that he could prevent future troubles.

It can be seen from the three arrows that Lin Sanchuan shot at him just now that the cultivation of the hat maker is not much worse than them. However, for the sake of insurance, Dong Ping still set the decisive battle place in this good lake.

Not long after, the figure of the hatsman appeared on the shore of the lake, and he and Dong Ping stood across the water.

Suddenly, the hat-taker suddenly took off the hat he was wearing and threw it at Dong Ping. The speed of that hat was extremely fast, no less than the arrows shot by Lin Sanchuan. When the hat was still twenty or thirty zhang away from Dong Ping, the piercing sound of breaking the sky had echoed in Dong Ping's ears.

The lake water, which was originally calm, also swayed at the same moment, with rapid and dense ripples.

Dong Ping raised his hands and blocked the knife between his eyebrows.

At this moment, the hat had arrived.

The high-speed rotating hat is no less destructive than a well-made sword. At the moment when it collided with the snow, Dong Ping felt a sour tingling in the tiger's mouth. Among the scattered bamboo chips, Dong Ping saw a light figure from the opposite shore stepping on the birds flying over the lake and swept towards him.

Long hair fluttering, blown-breakable skin inlaid with cherry lips, big eyes. Under the hat, it turned out to be a charming beautiful face.

Dong Ping was not distracted by her face, and after the force attached to the hat was a little less, Dong Ping swung the knife forward with both hands, and the hat was ejected and spun towards the woman in black.

The woman's toes had just touched the back of a bird, and when she saw the hat coming, she looked calm, stretched out her slender jade fingers and grabbed the hat at will.

At the same time, Lin Sanchuan's tall figure suddenly jumped out of the lake, he raised his hands high, and grabbed the ankle of the woman in black. It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes. The woman's toes left the bird's back and stepped on Lin Sanchuan's head again. With this borrowing of her strength, Lin Sanchuan popped and fell into the lake again.

The woman in black threw herself at Dong Ping with an expressionless face, Dong Ping's body flashed back, and the woman in black fell heavily on the ground where Dong Ping was standing just now. When she wanted to continue to attack Dong Ping, she felt that her feet sank. She glanced down and saw that her calves were completely sunk into the ground.

This so-called land is a few mud swamps scattered around the lake. This quagmire is extremely dangerous, and if an uninformed person strays into the quagmire unprepared, it will only sink deeper and deeper. The wet Lin Sanchuan climbed up from the dry ground on the other side. Together with Dong Ping, he watched the woman in black struggling in the mire. Before she knew it, most of the woman in black had fallen into the mire.

Dong Ping untied the rope tied to his ankle, blew another whistle, and the jujube red horse grazing behind him ran over. The other end of the rope was tied to the saddle. Dong Ping made some preparations to fight with the woman in black, but she didn't think it would be so easy, so she fell for it.

At this time, the woman in black who was trapped in the mire was still expressionless, just struggling mechanically in the mire. Her indifferent appearance made Dong Ping a little elusive. Dong Ping patted her face with a knife and said, "This little girl is still Peugeot, Sanchuan, how about giving it to you as a daughter-in-law?"

Lin Sanchuan wrung out a handful of water from his clothes, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to ask for this woman, it's fierce." ”

Dong Ping rubbed the knife back and forth on the face of the woman in black, and he smiled: "Where is the murder, you see, isn't it very quiet?"

Lin Sanchuan was a little embarrassed and said: "Where I want to do this kind of thing, I have to ask others if they agree." ”

The woman was still trapped in the quagmire, but Dong Ping and Lin Sanchuan talked about her marriage in harmony. If this matter was left on other women, I am afraid that Dong Ping and Lin Sanchuan would have been scolded a long time ago. But the woman was still indifferent, and the silence was terrifying.

Dong Ping slapped her cheek twice with a knife and said, "Are you willing to be my brother and daughter-in-law?"

The woman in black was still silent, her eyes were cold and terrifying.

"Fuck, shame on the face!"

Dong Ping's body was full of murderous intent, he shook his wrist, turned the knife into a blade, stabbed it, and cut off the head of the woman in black.

Lin Sanchuan subconsciously closed his eyes, and he still felt a little pity in his heart for the woman in black who might be his daughter-in-law.

After a while, Lin Sanchuan opened his eyes. But the bloody scene he imagined in his mind did not appear, and was replaced by an even more eerie and penetrating scene.

I saw the head of the woman in black floating in the water, still blinking. And her body, trapped in the mire, was still slowly struggling.

"Male... Son...... There are ghosts!"

Dong Ping glanced at Lin Sanchuan and said lightly: "This is the Seven Kills puppet under the Seven Killings Sect. I should have thought that with such a valuable head as me, how could the three major killer organizations not get a kick?"

Lin Sanchuan said curiously: "This puppet can also ride a horse and beat people, but it's really interesting." After that, Lin Sanchuan stepped forward to carefully observe the internal structure of the puppet, but he didn't see any doorway.

Suddenly, a piece of paper bounced out of the puppet's dark neck.

"I... Mom!" Lin Sanchuan was fascinated by it, and suddenly such a thing popped out, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground in fright.

"See you at the next intersection. ”

Dong Ping read out the five words on the piece of paper, and couldn't help but slander the bad taste of the puppet maker.

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