Chapter 67

was told by Park Baoying, Zhang Yan hurriedly drove away all the distractions in his heart, regained his composure, and his momentum slowly condensed again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info is just the so-called one boom, then decline, three and exhaustion. Zhang Zhan naturally knew that due to the distraction just now, no matter how hard he tried, it would be difficult for him to have the same indomitable pride as before.

Park Baoying's big black and white eyes are still full of disdain, but it is difficult for Zhang Yan to get angry, this may be the charm of beauty, no matter how laughing and scolding, it is so pleasing to the eye. After a haha, Zhang Yan said: "Miss Pu didn't take advantage of Zhang's distraction to attack just now, otherwise, Zhang is afraid that he will be dead here at this moment! Thank you Miss Park in advance." ā€

Park Baoying seemed to smile and said softly: "Brother Zhang is a real villain who is informal, and he is more pleasing than a sanctimonious hypocrite, so Baoying can't bear to witness Brother Zhang's death, let alone do it himself." ā€

Zhang Chuan nodded and said, "Most gentlemen are actually cowards who dare not put their thoughts into action. Park Baoying couldn't help but chuckle and said softly: "No wonder Baoying always thinks that Brother Zhang is brave." ā€

Zhang Yan smiled and said: "Miss Pu said that she was laughing! That time in the misty forest, Miss Park let Zhang go, because she was worried that after killing Zhang, the safety of her entourage could not be guaranteed. This time, Miss Park wasted a great opportunity again, and now, in fact, Zhang wants to ask. This time, Miss Park is reluctant to spend her internal strength on killing Zhang, what is the purpose?"

Park Bo-young covered her face with white veil, and she couldn't see her face clearly. But as Zhang Zan's voice lagged behind, his delicate body was obviously tense, and it seemed that his mind was said through by Zhang Zan.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhang Yan could only increase his momentum with a loud shout, but the thick-backed knife used a sword technique of the Taishan faction, "White Rainbow Through the Sun".

Just as Taishan is big, the sword of the Taishan faction is also dominated by broad swords. This kind of broad sword is rarely used by people in the rivers and lakes except for the disciples of the Taishan faction, and it can even be said that it is the only one, and there is no other semicolon. Although the broadsword is slightly less light and fluttering, it is a little more generous and steady.

After Zhang Yan was expelled from the Taishan faction, he angrily abandoned the sword and replaced it with a knife. But what he has practiced since he was a child is the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction. Renyun is three years old and eighty, which may be an exaggeration. However, Zhang Chuan always used a thick-backed knife against the enemy, and always habitually performed the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction through the thick-backed knife. Fortunately, in this way, it is even more powerful, and even Zhang Yan used a combination of swordsmanship and swordsmanship to fight in one, and once killed a centurion with strong martial arts in the Jin Kingdom alone.

After tasting the sweetness, Zhang Zhan never tired of it, and practiced diligently.

At this time, a move of white rainbow ran through the sun, and the thick-backed knife stabbed Park Baoying in the left shoulder.

The thick-backed knife stabbed sharply, but the sword aura was pervasive.

Originally, Zhang Yan still felt that no matter how bad it was, at least he could force Park Baoying to retire. Who knew that Park Baoying's big black and white eyes were even more disdainful, and the jade flute was shining with a faint green glow, just a light tap, and it was accurately pointed on the tip of Zhang Yan's knife.

This time, she used the force of pulling, and Zhang Yan was absorbed, and involuntarily rushed into Park Baoying's arms.

The embrace of a beauty, how many people dream of it, but Zhang Yan was frightened at this time. Because Park Bo-young poked out on tiptoe and kicked his lower abdomen with a feminine force. If he is hit, it is strange that Zhang is not dead.

With a "buzz", the thick-backed knife sensed the master's danger, and suddenly sank three points into the ground, slashing at Park Bo-young's lotus feet.

Park Bo-young sighed lightly and could only accept it in time.

Zhang Xuan's absorbed force also disappeared at this moment, and when he was desperate, he dared to approach. When he hurriedly retreated, Park Bo-young still did not forget to wave the green mang, sweeping at Zhang Remnant's left arm when he retreated.

After Zhang Yan was thrown to the ground, he seemed to hear the sound of bones cracking, and the next moment unbearable pain suddenly came. Snorted, but Zhang Chuan didn't dare to lie on the ground for more, endured the severe pain, and just stood up, Park Baoying appeared in front of Zhang Zan's eyes like a ghost.

Park Bo-young, who is close at hand, has big black and white eyes that are even more unusually eye-catching. The aroma was spit out and sprayed on Zhang Yan's face in a cold sweat due to pain: "Brother Zhang, walk slowly." ā€

But at this time, Park Bo-young sighed lightly, seemingly surprised.

The next moment, Park Baoying's gaze swept over Zhang Zhan's shoulder and shot behind Zhang Zhan. Then Park Bo Young's real anger skyrocketed, so powerful that she instantly bounced Zhang Yan away from her. It was at this time that Zhang Yan knew that Park Baoying was so terrifying! In the fight with herself before, I am afraid that she was completely playing with herself.

I saw that under the urging of Park Baoying's true anger, the jade flute in his hand was green. Not only that, but inspired by Park Baoying's true anger, the sound hole of the jade flute emits a beautiful low sound.

The low chirp doesn't have any rhythm, but it's very nice. But what followed was a drowsy burnout.

Park Bo-young took up and flew between the eagles, a few ups and downs, and landed lightly behind Qin Xingya.

was instantly bounced away by Park Baoying's true qi, and Zhang was disabled in the continuous backward flight, and he could see it clearly. Before Park Bo-young's magic voice completely conquered him and made him fall asleep, he was about to shout: "Seong-ah be careful!"

However, with a bang, the back of Zhang Yan's head hit a big tree, his eyes went black, and he fainted.

"Xingya be careful!" Zhang Yan exclaimed and sat up from the bed abruptly.

Standing with his hands in his hands, he looked out the window with his back to Zhang Chuantian, and said without looking back: "If Chuanmou fails to appear in time, then Brother Zhang's last words that have not yet been spit out are only four words." ā€

Zhang Yan had just woken up from a slumber, his mind heavy and he couldn't distinguish between day and night. I looked around blankly and found that I was in a small room with everything I needed. After all kinds of visual and visual powers slowly recovered, he felt that he was now constantly jolting up and down, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard in his ears, so Zhang Yan deduced that he should be on a boat.

Chuantian's words were hazy and hazy, and he didn't care much. Then Zhang Yan suddenly tightened his body and said urgently: "Where is Miss Qin?"

Chuan Tian turned around like a whirlwind and asked casually, "Why not Xingya?"

The life and death of any person will not affect the transmission of talent in the slightest. Therefore, although Chuantian ridiculed, Zhang Yan still couldn't feel at ease. After smiling bitterly, he raised his hand and surrendered: "Brother Chuan, tell Zhang quickly!"

Chuantian smiled and said, "At that time, Miss Qin ...... Huh!"

Speaking of this, Chuantian suddenly closed his mouth, as if he was deliberately hanging his appetite. However, before Zhang Yan could speak again, Chuantian said lightly: "Brother Zhang, don't worry, Miss Qin has suffered some internal injuries." After three days of recuperation, when we arrive at Xiangyang City, we will all recover. ā€

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and said without possessing his body: "That's good, that's good." ā€

It felt like a nightmare, in which life and death were imminent, and when I woke up, I was greeted by the sunny beauty of the Yangtze River. But no matter what, Zhang Zhan still feels that it feels good to be alive.

Walking to the deck and breathing in the humid air of the river, Zhang Zhan was even more refreshed.

Take a closer look, this ship is actually "Breaking the Waves". Zhang Yan thought of He Ran, laughed, and shouted loudly: "Where is the captain? Why don't you hurry up and come to see Uncle Ben!"

After saying that, Zhang Yan felt quite amused and grinned even more. was grinning, but the young boatman next to him glanced at Zhang Remnant, and after recognizing Zhang Remnant, a strange look appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Zhang Daxia, Brother He died a few days ago. ā€

Zhang Zhan also had an impression of the boatman in front of him, and after listening to his words, he couldn't help but hit a spirit, and said in disbelief: "Dead?"

The boatman's weather-beaten dark face was full of gloom and sadness: "That night, after Brother He was drunk alone, he was stabbed to death in the alley. All the belongings on his body are gone, and it should have been just robbery. ā€

He added, "But we will not be able to find the murderer to avenge him." ā€

Seeing that Zhang Yan was silent, he bowed slightly, and then went back to his own business.

Zhang Yan's joy was poured down by a basin of cold water, his hands and feet were numb, and his mind was blank.

The sound of steady footsteps came, and a middle-aged man smiled: "Is there something to find this strong man?" As if he hadn't yet introduced himself, the man smiled: "Under Gu Ze, the captain of the Breaking Waves." ā€

Zhang Yan was silent for a long time before he spoke: "This ship is very beautiful, I hope the captain will treat it well." ā€

Gu Ze didn't know why, but he couldn't help but stroke the side of the boat with his thick hand, and said seriously: "It's my life." ā€

Zhang Zhan just smiled and didn't speak again. But I feel even more that it feels good to be alive.