Hong Jin woke up from his stupor, but heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from all around, as if they were about to crush people's hearts.

"Oh my God, is it in a dream? But why is it so real?" Hong Jin muttered, terrified.

Suddenly, a terrible scream sounded: "The Khitan demon has hit the grass valley, run away......"

The crowd fled in all directions, and Hong Jin followed behind the group, desperately fleeing towards the front.

Due to the rush of the rush, Hong Jin tripped and fell to the ground, and then lost consciousness.

In a daze, Hong Jin woke up again, his eyes opened a line, and he almost didn't scream on the spot.

Hundreds of Khitan warriors were galloping back and forth, waving sharp blades in their hands, killing people for fun.

Whew!

The white light flashed, the limbs separated, the flesh flew sideways, and the fishy smell scattered.

The terrible screams came and went, mixed with the wild laughter of the Khitan warriors, it was simply a hell on earth.

A helpless young woman with a toddler in her arms, cloaked and disheveled, surrounded by several stout Khitan warriors, touching and kissing indiscriminately.

And the toddler in her hand was snatched away by the wolf-like Khitan warriors, picked up with Changyu, and cried loudly, but she had to die for a while.

"Animals! You're all animals! Inhuman dog mongrels ......"

Hong Jin only looked at it, he knew that it was a death, but he also stood up and scolded repeatedly.

The helpless young woman glanced at Hong Jin with a dull gaze, which touched the depths of his heart and made his heart ache.

Seeing a person suddenly burst out, many Khitan warriors surrounded him, all with cruel smiles on their faces.

Hong Jin did not flinch, but rushed over desperately, and actually knocked over a Khitan warrior with a man and a horse.

The Khitan warrior fell to the ground in embarrassment, causing a burst of laughter from the Khitan warriors around him.

Annoyed, the Khitan warrior flew up with a kick and kicked Hong Jin down, then picked up the big knife in his hand and slashed at Hong Jin with his head and face.

At this moment, a leader-like person stopped the Khitan warrior and then muttered a call.

Hong Jin didn't understand, but he knew that it was not a good word, and when it came to this, he put everything out of the way.

Several Khitan warriors held Hong Jin down, and despite his fierce struggles, they tied him with a large cowhide rope and tied him tightly, and then carried him into the air.

At this point, Hong Jinna still doesn't understand, the Khitan people actually want to release his human kite.

Call!

The back of Hong Jin's neck tightened, and he really flew in the air, and the higher he flew, he only felt that the cold wind was blowing over his body, sharp like a knife, and the whole person was strangled to the extreme.

Boom!

Hong Jin fell to the ground heavily, only to feel extremely uncomfortable in his chest, almost turned over, and his body was full of pain.

Blood flowed down Hong Jin's forehead and into his mouth, extremely fishy.

A few ups and downs......

Hong Jin thought he was dead, but he didn't know that he didn't die, and his mind was very clear.

Suddenly, Hong Jin felt that his body was loose, and he seemed to have been greatly relieved, and an upside-down onion fell down.

Hong Jin did not die, he fell into the arms of a man who held him steadily, and his expression was full of concern.

This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and a square face with Chinese characters, which is quite dusty.

Hong Jin's body trembled violently, his brain was hot, and he blurted out, "Are you...... Qiao Daxia?"

The person who came laughed: "What a hero is not a hero, he is helping Qiao Feng under the beggar." ”

Hong Jin gasped, he actually crossed into the world of Tianlong, and saw Qiao Feng, the great hero he had always admired, it was incredible.

Seeing the admiration on Hong Jin's face, Qiao Feng smiled: "This is not the time to speak, wait for me to kill the Khitan dog thief, and then come to talk to you." ”

Qiao Feng took the wine bag from his side, drank a trickle left, and then let out a loud shout and rushed towards those Khitan warriors.

Hong Jin's eyes widened, he could be regarded as having completely seen Qiao Feng's majesty, only to see that everywhere he palmed, one by one the Khitan warriors fell down like straw, some flew directly into the air, and some rolled down to the stinky ditch.

Sou!

A sinister Khitan warrior stole a cold arrow and actually shot at Hong Jin, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Hong Jin wanted to dodge, but his body was sore, and he couldn't move, so he could only watch the arrow coming.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was fighting bravely to kill the enemy, who knew that he took out a piece of broken silver from his arms as if he had eyes behind him, and threw it out with his hand, with a strong wind.

The arrow was hit by the broken silver, and it suddenly reflected out, and the Khitan warrior who stole the secret arrow screamed, and was directly shot through the throat, turning over and falling.

Looking at Qiao Feng's divine skills, Hong Jin's heart was full of pride, and he only hated that his skills were not good, and he couldn't help him kill the enemy together.

Most of the Khitan warriors present were killed by Qiao Feng, and the rest scattered in a hurry and fled for their lives.

Qiao Feng did not chase the enemy, but came to Hong Jin's side, his eyes were blazing and full of majesty.

Hong Jin pushed hard, reluctantly stood up, and bent down to bow: "Thank you Qiao Daxia for saving your life twice." ”

Qiao Feng raised his hand slightly, and a soft force floated by, Hong Jin couldn't stand it anymore, only to hear him say loudly: "You and I are both Han people, we should take care of each other, and there is no need to say more polite words." ”

Hong Jin thought of Qiao Feng's Khitan identity, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, here and now, of course he would not say anything to expose it, it was embarrassing for himself.

Looking at the Khitan warriors who were still on the run, Hong Jin asked in surprise: "Why didn't Qiao Daxia chase and kill?"

Qiao Feng smiled slightly: "It's better to kill a hundred enemies than to save a friend, how can I leave you alone?"

Hong Jin was extremely moved in his heart, thinking of such a benevolent and righteous hero, a loyal man, who was actually buried in Yanmen Pass after the last death, he secretly swore that he must do his best to save Qiao Feng's life.

The surroundings gradually fell silent, and there was no noise except for the incessant burning sparks.

Hong Jin looked around and saw a dead body lying on the ground.

The young woman I had seen before, naked all over, her lower body was blurred, and she had suffered all the humiliation of the world, and not far from her, lay her young son, with a large hole in his body, and blood still flowing.

Until she died, the young woman's eyes were wide, and her eyes were filled with endless anger, and it was obvious that she would not blink a blind eye.

Hong Jin suddenly heard a groan, he quickly turned around and walked over, only to see a gray-haired old man, his hands and feet were cut off, lying in a pool of blood.

"Old man, what do you think?" asked Hong Jin miserably, his heart hurting unusually and wanting to drip blood.

"I want to turn into a ghost, kill all the Khitan dogs, and ......take revenge," the old man was obviously delirious, he screamed desperately, his body stiffened, and he died in Hong Jin's arms.

The wind was fierce, like a sad song, Hong Jin hugged the body of the innocent old man, only to feel that there was nowhere to vent his anger, and he couldn't help but let out a wolf-like howl, and tears fell in tears.

"Alas, I only hate that I'm a step late. Qiao Feng sighed, his big hands were clenched and creaked, he had seen a lot of such a tragedy, but he was still resentful.

Hong Jin was talking to Qiao Feng, and suddenly felt a gust of wind that rolled him up and hit Qiao Feng directly, and he was actually used as a weapon.

Qiao Feng stretched out his big hand, held Hong Jin up, threw it aside, and then slapped the attacker.

The palm power of the person who came was extremely cold, even with Qiao Feng's skill, he couldn't help but shiver a few times, and exclaimed: "You are a person from the Hundred Damage Dao?"

Seeing that the Hundred Damage Daoist was so vicious, Qiao Feng couldn't help but be furious, and the Eighteen Palm Moves of the Megatron Descending Eighteen Palms immediately swept out in a row, flying sand and stones, extremely powerful.

The Hundred Losses Daoist conspired against Qiao Feng and failed, Kankan took three palms, took a few steps back, knowing that Dao was not an opponent, he sneered, his body floated, flew out a few feet, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Feng knew that with his light body skills, he might not be able to catch up with hundreds of Dao people, and Hong Jin let out a groan, but he couldn't ignore it.

Hong Jin's whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, his cold was to the bone, and it was extremely uncomfortable, only his back was hot, but it was as hot as fire.

Qiao Feng slowly crossed over with a strong internal force, and Hong Jin woke up slowly, his face was extremely ugly, and his body was very weak.

Hong Jin pleaded in a low voice: "Qiao...... Hero, I don't want to die, don't leave me alone. ”

Qiao Feng sighed and said, "You look down on Qiao Feng too little, you are injured because of Qiao, how can I ignore you?"

Only then did Hong Jin relax slightly, and a strong desire to survive kept his mind clear.

Through his words, Hong Jin knew that Qiao Feng was not the helper at this moment, and the helper was his mentor Wang Jiantong.

Hong Qigong is the honorary leader of the beggar gang, too lazy to manage the affairs of the gang, people are like dragons swimming in the four seas, drifting uncertainly, and doing chivalrous deeds everywhere.

Qiao Feng talked about the current situation in the rivers and lakes, Hong Jin was stunned, it turned out that what he had crossed was not only the world of Tianlong, but also the shooting of the eagle, the divine eagle, the sky and the smile, the heroes gathered, and the stars were shining.

Hong Jin's heart was full of blood, and he said bluntly: "Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, Qiao Daxia is the second person I admire. ”

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment: "Qiao is deeply honored, but I don't know who the first hero is?"

Hong Jindao: "Guo Jing, a hero from the desert, is righteous and thin, for the country and the people, and he is really the greatest among chivalrous. ”

Qiao Feng shook his head: "Guo Jing, there is no name for him in the rivers and lakes now, since he can make you admire him so much, he is naturally a chivalrous man, I just hate not to see each other and drink bitterly with each other." ”

Hong Jin smiled: "When it comes to drinking, this Guo Daxia's level should not be high, I know that there is another hero in Lu Dao, who is known for his good drink, Qiao Daxia will definitely like it when he sees it." ”

Qiao Feng was interested when he heard it: "Oh, I don't know who this hero is?"

Hong Jindao: "This person is Ling Hu Chong, the chief disciple from Huashan, I wonder if Lu Dao has a name now?"

Qiao Feng shook his head: "Speaking of the Huashan faction, you have to count the head of the sect Xian Yutong, I heard that he is very wise, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called gods." As for Ling Hu Chong, I haven't heard of it, but since this person is good at drinking, he must be a generous and heroic person, and he is worth befriending. ”

It turned out that Qiao Feng successfully assassinated a Khitan leader on this trip, and passed through this place and happened to save Hong Jin.

The two walked all the way to Shaolin, talking about the characters of the rivers and lakes on the way, the more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they hated each other.

Qiao Feng said: "Brother Hong, I intend to be a brother with you, I don't know what you think?"

Hong Jin hesitated: "Brother Qiao, don't you dislike me for not having martial arts?"

Qiao Feng said solemnly: "Brother's words are wrong. If we learn martial arts, kung fu will naturally be high and low. But as long as the heart is upright and the act is worthy of heaven and earth, then the high martial arts are good, and the low martial arts are generally respected. ”

Hong Jinxi said: "In this case, I am in love." I don't dare to ask for it. ”

According to the rules, the two people bowed to each other eight times, clasped their hands together, looked at each other and smiled, and felt extremely happy in their hearts.

Hong Jin stepped forward to see him again, only to feel that in this turbulent rivers and lakes, he finally had something to rely on.

Outside the Yanmen Gate, Hong Jin looked at Qiao Feng's big characters dancing on the wall, and actually disdained it, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

With Qiao Feng continuing his life with pure internal strength every day, Hong Jin is not weak, but when the cold poison attacks, it is really worse than death, and Hong Jin can only endure it.

The cold poison slowly penetrated into his lungs day by day, and Hong Jin suffered a lot, and his hatred for the Hundred Damage Dao people became deeper and deeper.

After a day on the road, the two finally arrived at the foot of Shaomuro Mountain.