Chapter 2 The Great Tribulation Never Dies

"Why should the two senior brothers waste their time here for such a mess. Senior Brother Quan, if you don't smash him with a sword, this place will just be thrown into the river, and it will be a hundred," Li Jin obviously had bad intentions, and he said to his other accomplices, "Did you say?"

"Yes, I have heard for a long time that Quan Shaoxia's swordsmanship is very good, and the swordsmanship against the water makes the clouds flow smoothly, and no one is invincible at the foot of the foothills.

"Whether a sword can do anything, I'm afraid it's not necessarily, isn't it, Senior Brother Quan?"

"Okay, let's wait for you to see. Hmph!" "This Senior Brother Quan really can't stand the excitement.

Xie Jiang didn't have the leisure to listen to them. He carefully checked the environment, and the three sides formed horns, and the back was the river, which meant that the other party thought that Xie Jiang had no way out. Xie Jiang shouted Amitabha Buddha in his heart, fortunately, there was a line of life.

It was only five steps from him to the river, and this position happened to be a steep slope into the river, and there was still a great chance of jumping into the river and escaping from the water.

Before Li Jin could finish speaking, Xie Jiang had already turned around and ran away. At this time, you can run as fast as you can. However, Senior Brother Ma Ziquan's sword was really not covered, and Xie Jiang only ran three steps before he felt that the sword had reached his back.

Turn back, turn around, and the sword shadow will catch up.

In the last step, the body falls into the river.

However, Xie Jiang knew that if it was just like this, the person would definitely be pierced, and he already felt that he couldn't escape this sword.

The sword chased too hard, and it was bound to be red.

This Ma Ziquan also felt that Xie Jiang was going to jump into the river, and he must not let him escape, otherwise this face would be lost, especially in front of this horse-faced Ji.

From the two swords just now, Ma Ziquan already knew Xie Jiang's catties, so he was very confident that this sword would not fail.

Too much confidence often equals pride.

Ma Ziquan didn't expect Xie Jiang to fight back, so when Xie Jiang fought back, he was a little surprised.

When Xie Jiang turned around, the sword had already arrived, and he couldn't block this sword. But he still had to resist, and he threw out the two stones he had picked up when he was rolling on the ground, the stones he had picked up with the intention that he always had something in his hand. At this time, Xie Jiang thought that he would smash you if he died, and it would be convenient for him to find you as a ghost in the future.

Of course Ma Ziquan wouldn't let him hit it, he didn't know what Xie Jiang threw out, people in the rivers and lakes, safety first. He naturally chose to avoid it.

This evasion was tantamount to sparing Xie Jiang's life, and the sword momentum changed, not piercing Xie Jiang, but leaving a long wound on his chest.

The wound was deep, and Xie Jiang could feel the sword colliding with the bones in his chest. The sword wound also made Xie Jiang, who entered the water, more sober, and he had to dive to swim to the middle of the river. So, before entering the water, he took a deep breath, pressed the wound with one hand, and swam hard into the middle of the river with a fierce thrust.

Li Jin and his gang watched Xie Jiang fall into the river, but the people did not float up, they felt very strange, and they all stood on the surface of the river and watched. After a while, they saw a red-dyed ribbon stretching into the river, and the guys actually picked up the stones by the river and threw them into the water. By the time they saw Xie Jiang, Xie Jiang was already floating motionless in the middle of the river. It looked like a floating corpse, and Li Jin didn't care about it anymore, just like this dead man had nothing to do with them, and left with hee-hee-ha-ha.

Xie Jiang has been playing with water since he was a child, just like a fish in the water.

After he swam to the middle of the river, he controlled his body and let his head surface, so he could only pretend to be dead like this. He estimated that Li Jin's gang would not swim to the middle of the river to see if he lived or died. Sure enough, Li Jin and the others didn't chase after them to find out.

Li Jin didn't chase after him, but Xie Jiang felt that he was going to die. The wound was too deep and he lost too much blood, and Xie Jiang no longer had the strength to swim. One foot began to cramp, and now I can only try my best to keep myself afloat on the water, between ups and downs, and show my mouth to breathe on the surface of the water. Xie Jiang hopes that if he flows along the river, he can float to the Hengjiang Bridge and climb on the bridge again, or he can pick up a small life.

It's a pity that the calculation is wrong. When Xie Jiang floated to the Hengjiang Bridge, no one passed by on the bridge, and no one saw him. Xie Jiang wanted to grab the bridge pier and climb up, but the water flow at the bridge pier was even more rapid, and he didn't have the strength to climb at all, and he couldn't hang on the bridge pier. He was swept down by the current.

The only luck was that Xie Jiang grabbed a log at the pier of the bridge, which could make him float, which made him a lot easier.

He wanted to turn his head to look at Linjiang Tower, but his neck couldn't turn. The bottom of the bridge passed in front of him, and then the sky was high in front of him, and he felt that he was going to die, and he only hated not being able to see his parents before he died. If he drifted along the river, he thought about whether he would float to Hebotan, but he only clung to the wood, the last straw.

Xie Jiang didn't know how long he had been drifting, and when someone pulled him onto the boat, he tried to open his eyes and saw the stars in the sky, but when he closed his eyes again, he no longer had the strength to open his eyelids.

"Not dead yet. ”

"What a serious injury. ”

"Bandage him. ”

"Feed him some hot water. ”

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"Hurry up, hurry up, my sister is coming back, put it down. ”

"Is it right here?"

"Put it here, don't park the boat too far. ”

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It was so cold on his back, and the first thing Xie Jiang felt when he woke up was that he was hungry, his whole body was sore, and his back was cold.

He thought back to everything that had happened yesterday and was a little cruel to himself. Why don't you know martial arts, why are you forced to be like this, why are your lives threatened by others.

A little calm, Xie Jiang slowly opened his eyes, the sun shining on his body was so comfortable. The wound on his chest was so painful, he struggled to knock his head forward and look at his body, the wound had been wrapped in cloth, and the life-saver also helped change a set of green cloth clothes. Looks like I met a good guy last night.

Xie Jiang wanted to get up and meditate, his body couldn't move at all, especially the wound on his chest, so he reminded him not to move at this time, otherwise he would die of pain.

After a long time, the pain felt a little numb. Xie Jiang closed his eyes again and tried to lie down to exercise, but he actually let him hit him crookedly. On the first day of the exercise, Xie Jiang felt that his body was much better, but he was croaking from hunger.

He tried to turn his neck, and saw that he was now lying on a large rock by the river, where he had slept last night. Not far from him was a painting boat, and his savior must have been on top of it. He wanted to go to the painting boat to ask if he was a lifesaver, but he still had trouble getting up.

At this moment he saw a woman come down from the boat and walk towards him with a basket.

This is a fairy descending to earth, the scene is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.