Qin Jian came over and sat down with a smile, and the first thing he said was: "Where did you get the people who couldn't get into the room after that?"

Yan Xiaojun said with a sneer: "I put him on a big tree, he will fall down when he wakes up, or the wind is strong, the tree is very high, and he will definitely break his leg." ”

Qin Jian smiled helplessly, and continued, "Maybe he will never know that he broke his leg." ”

Yan Xiaojun looked at Qin Jian, she knew the meaning of Qin Jian's words, so she continued: "Maybe there are unjust souls who can't live and die following him, and it is a matter of course to fall to death." ”

After listening to Yan Xiaojun's words carefully at this time, Qin Jian nodded unconsciously, probably thinking that this ending was very good!

After eating, Yan Xiaojun and Qin Jian left the inn, and the conversation at the wine table yesterday was really not a wine talk.

The shopkeeper brought the two horses out, probably still wondering, these two didn't come to the store together, and the horses weren't fed together, so they left together.

The guy watched Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun lead the horse away, and he also turned back, humming the ridiculous drama while walking: "Twenty-eight years, how can you endure the deep loneliness! ”

Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun led the horses along the street all the way, and also bought some dry food by the way, Yan Xiaojun also understood in his heart that Qin Jian was going to rush to the road, and he didn't know if he could catch up with the village and town to rest and drink at noon.

Hanyang City is very large, this way out, the sun has risen, the two of them got on the horse, blowing the horse and running.

There were also people on the official road, and they were also accustomed to seeing the horse galloping, and they looked at it from afar and walked to the side, and some curses inevitably sounded in the dusty air when the horse galloped away.

Qin Jian was secretly complaining in his heart, and when he left the inn and saw Yan Xiaojun's horse, Qin Jian praised that this was a BMW, and Yan Xiaojun was using this BMW to have a game with Qin Jian speechlessly.

Yan Xiaojun's wordlessness is that he is too lazy to ask for Qin Jian's consent, he just urges the horse to run, to chase is to race the horse, and if he doesn't chase it, he will admit defeat, and people will wait for you with a proud smile in front, and even comfort your injured heart with a sneering tone.

Yan Xiaojun's BMW was galloping at full strength, raising dust all the way, Qin Jian relied on his equestrian skills, chasing the wind with speed, and he was also chasing after him with screaming in the back.

The wind is galloping, the swearing is ethereal, and there are basically few pedestrians on the official road for a long time, and the swearing disappears, and Yan Xiaojun also disappears, at least in Qin Jian's eyes.

Qin Jian's horse was also a little slower, he was admitting defeat, and he was even more distressed about chasing the wind, he couldn't win anyway, Yan Xiaojun couldn't see him and would wait for him in front, and he wouldn't really dump him to play with himself.

Qin Jian pondered Yan Xiaojun in his heart, although the speed of chasing the wind slowed down, but it also ran like the wild gallop of ordinary horses, this way chased down and ran out for several miles, a forest appeared far away in front of the east of the official road, and when Qin Jian urged the horse to run here, he saw that Yan Xiaojun's BMW was eating grass idly on the edge of the woods a hundred and ten meters away, but Yan Xiaojun was gone.

Qin Jian urged the horse to come this way, and after a while, in front of the white horse with only conspicuous black spots on the top of his head, Qin Jian turned over and dismounted, his face was a little solemn, and he couldn't chase the wind, and his body went into the woods between the ups and downs.

The sword whistled in the wind, snorted coldly, and roared chaotically from the forest, and Qin Jian followed the sound and leaped into the depths of the forest.

The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer, and suddenly a whistling wind came, Qin Jian's anxious figure shifted to the left, and a branch fell behind Qin Jian with insufficient strength, Qin Jian's figure had stopped, and he looked at a big tree more than twenty meters away, where did this flying branch start.

Qin Jian smiled helplessly, and flew over, Yan Xiaojun was sitting on the tree looking at Qin Jian, with a smile on his face, I don't know if it was because of this secret weapon to tease Qin Jian, or because the horse race won the refreshment.

Qin Jian was light and flew up the tree, and the trunk of the tree that Yan Xiaojun was sitting on was quite thick, so he probably deliberately chose to sit here and leave a seat for him.

Qin Jian also sat down beside Yan Xiaojun and looked at the place where Yan Xiaojun was looking.

The blade of the sword roared, and a battle was taking place in a clearing about a few tens of meters wide in the forest, seven or eight men in black were fighting around a middle-aged couple. An iron fan in his hand roared sharply, but it also did not lose its elegance, the woman's face was beautiful, a plain dress was more fresh and refined, the short sword in her hand looked like it was precious, the two were entangled by eight black-clothed people but did not lose at all, there were two black-clothed people lying on one side, it seemed that they were also returning to the west, and on the other side, a black-clothed man was already screaming, one arm holding the sword and lying on the ground, and the person was pinching the broken arm and wailing.

The eight black-clothed men were in danger of fighting, the man folded the fan and closed it, and the woman had forced a black-clothed man over with an extremely tacit understanding, screaming again, and the black-clothed man did not guard against the folding fan behind the man, and the folding fan had been directly penetrated by the closed folding fan.

A long howl sounded in the south of the woods, and the seven men in black who were left in the field heard this long howl, and instantly ignited their fighting spirit, and two of them in black also roared in unison, this was an alarm, one was enough, but at this time, the man in black seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw, so both of them were in a hurry to howl, and they had attracted rescue.

The man and the woman were already frightened when they heard the long howl, and then two more long howls were answered from the east and south, and the south whistle sounded like it had entered the woods, and moved here with great speed.

Chang Xiao is like a spell urging life, it seems that the two of them, who should be husband and wife, have been in chaos, and the blades in their hands are also as heavy as a thousand catties of sluggishness, and fewer and fewer people in black have attacked in a moment.

The whistling sound came again, and a man in black in the field heard this little difference from the previous whistle, and hurriedly shouted to disperse, and for a while the rest of the men in black fled from the battle group, forming a circle on all sides, and the couple did not disperse to pursue, the two gathered together as if facing a great enemy, and looked at the direction where the last long howl came.

Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun A yellow-clothed old man in the upper left walked slowly to the open space, a saber at his waist swaying with his pace, followed by a middle-aged man in a green shirt and a man in black.

The old man had come to the middle-aged couple for a moment and stood a few meters away, and said to the middle-aged couple in a calm and soft tone: "Fang Qingping, Zhao Tianya, the hall wants to see you." ”

The man Zhao Tianya snorted coldly and continued, "Are you going to carry us back?"

The old man smiled slightly, and then said, "Yes, but the old man was ordered to take you back, and you can carry it, in short, you have to go back." ”

Duan Tianya and Fang Qingping and his wife were not willing to talk to the old man about boring nonsense, the two of them had tacitly put the defensive posture out, the old man in yellow shook his head, smiled contemptuously, and then his hand was not over his shoulder, and he tapped the sky, and the young man and the man in black behind him had already cooperated up and down, flying and sprinting towards Zhao Tianya and Fang Qingping.

Although Zhao Tianya and Fang Qingping were comfortable fighting against the man in black, they were apprehensive about the two people behind the old man, and the two of them shot at the same time with the iron fan and the broken sword, preventing them from seizing the opportunity.

The young man's long sword has been slashed in the air, Zhao Tianya caught up, and staggered into the place where the long sword on the left side was not in a hurry, the young man had a reason not to let Zhao Tianya despise it, the sword fell, the person fell, the sword returned, the body returned, and Zhao Tianya took the sword of the side attack, and the two fought together.

Here, Fang Qingping also intercepted the charge of the man in black with his short sword, the long sword and the short sword blade touched, and the long sword of the man in black slid through skillfully, it seemed that he was familiar with the power of Fang Qingping's short sword, and if he didn't collide with it head-on, the two of them also fought.

The old man watched coldly, the black-clothed man who survived the last battle was defended on three sides, for fear that Zhao Tianya and Fang Qingping would be defeated and flee, although they couldn't stop either of the two, but their task at this time was self-evident, that is, to stop a sword, these three masters would not give the couple any chance to escape.

There were only a few dozen swords in the battle, and the young man and the man in black had both shown defeat, but the old man was still watching coldly, with a calm expression.

Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun were full of expressions, not because the people fighting in the field were highly skilled in martial arts, but because they both felt that the situation in the middle of the battle was dangerous.

After dozens of swords in the battle, the situation between the young man and the man in black is already worrying, Zhao Tianya and Fang Qingping have fought with all their strength at this time, looking at the momentum of the old man in yellow, they can also guess a few points - Zhao Tianya and Fang Qingping may not have a chance of winning against the old man in yellow, the two of them can only defeat and kill the opponent in front of them with all their strength at this time, and they may still have a chance to fight with the old man.

Suddenly, a soft whistle sounded, and there was one more person in the fighting battlefield in an instant, Zhao Tianya and Fang Qingping were frightened at the same time, and they were also stunned in their hands, a sword had already picked Fang Qingping's short sword first, and then stabbed Zhao Tianya.

The young man and the man in black were already in danger, but they just fought with all their might, they didn't panic at all, they knew that they would not be killed, at this time the reliance in their hearts had appeared, the pressure of the two of them suddenly disappeared, and they shook their swords and attacked the couple who had been disorganized.

The old man in yellow was already in the battle group, and Fang Qingping shouted 'be careful' in his mouth, and because he was caught off guard for a moment, he was forced to kill and retreat again and again.

Zhao Tianya on the side was facing two fierce opponents, and he also heard Fang Qingping's desperate shouts, but he couldn't do anything, he no longer had the momentum of rushing up and slashing the stubborn enemy just now, and he didn't even have the place to parry.

Losing the opportunity, being caught off guard, and encountering a strong enemy, any one of them is enough to be fatal, not to mention Zhao Tianya's three kinds of occupation.

A miserable howl rang out! Zhao Tianya's figure had already flown out upside down, and the miserable howl was kicked back by the gravity of his chest, and an arm holding an iron fan also flew to the side.

Fang Qingping listened to her husband's screams, and unconsciously let out a scream, which was enough to soothe the grief in her heart, and also made her fight in disregard of life.

The heart of death has been lowered, the situation here will immediately turn sharply, Fang Qingping has made a move to directly take the key point of the man in black, the defense is wide open, and he is unscrupulous, but the man in black can't enter for a while to slash Fang Qingping, who has the door wide open, under the sword, if he insists on taking Fang Qingping's life, he will also die under his sword.