"Lord ......"

The moment Shen Faxing's head landed, the cavalry besieging Ning Wujian and Ning Wushuang all roared angrily.

"Boss ......" saw that Chen Qinglong was injured, and Chen Qinglong's subordinates all shouted.

The arrow shot in the dark went straight to Chen Qinglong's shoulder, this arrow was powerful and heavy, it was originally aimed at Chen Qinglong's heart, it happened to be Chen Qinglong's sword, when the new force was not born, if it wasn't for Chen Qinglong's breakthrough to the realm of transforming qi, when the arrow flew, his body twisted to avoid the vital point, this arrow was enough to kill him.

"Roar...... Accept your life to ......"

Ning Wushuang was crazy about war, waving his iron rod, sweeping out a large blank, although he was not born with divine power, he could work hard since he was a child, and he still had hundreds of catties of arm strength, and there was a spiritual creature like Zhu Guo, which could be described as a stick and a thousand catties, and the cavalry besieging him was injured next to him, and he died when he was smashed, and no one dared to approach him.

Dangdangdang......

Ning Wujian's long knife kept swinging away from the blades that came from the side, and seeing that Shen Faxing was killed by Chen Qinglong, he pulled back and shouted, "Shen Faxing is dead, do you still want to resist stubbornly?"

Ning Wuji's energetic shouts overpowered the sound of fighting outside the village, and many red-eyed soldiers gradually calmed down, Shen Faxing's death, coupled with the stubborn resistance of Chen Qinglong's men, made these people's morale plummet and gradually retreated.

Hearing the reinforcements from the government, several guards on horseback flashed their eyes, glanced at each other, and turned their horses away at the same time.

"Withdraw, withdraw......"

With the departure of the horseback guards, the surviving soldiers saw that the general trend had gone, and in the shouting and cheering, they ran towards the mountains and forests in a swarm, and Chen Qinglong's men chased and killed the elders, leaving corpses all the way, chasing not far away, they were stopped by Ning Wuji, poor Kou Mo chased, and Lin Mo entered.

The small village, which had been screaming and killing just now, was quiet again, only the sobs of the villagers and women, the cries of children, and the sighs of the elderly, all of which made the village peaceful.

"Hoo ......"

Ning Wushuang, who was still brave and invincible just now, threw the iron rod, looked at the corpses around him with broken arms, his face was pale, and he retched on the ground, from childhood to adulthood, it was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene, he vomited for a while, sat on the ground with his ass, breathing heavily, with the same expression as the rest of his life.

"Boss, how is it, is it okay?"

Two subordinates supported Chen Qinglong, a half-meter-long iron arrow pierced his left shoulder, blood was left along the wound, and the pitch-black arrow shaft flashed with black light, this is a very rare armor-piercing arrow in the army, even iron armor can be torn.

Chen Qinglong's face turned pale, the strong person who turned into qi was also a human, not an immortal, such a heavy injury, if he was not treated in time, he would probably have to worry about his life, and even if he was cured, his left shoulder was likely to be abolished, leaving a dark disease.

"Hey, such an injury must be healed quickly!" Among the villagers, the old scholar knew a little about medical skills, looked at Chen Qinglong's arrow wound, and gasped, "I'm afraid this arrow has been inserted into the shoulder blade, if anyone moves recklessly, his left arm will be abolished." ”

"Hmph, old thing, if the boss of my family is not here to save you, how can he be injured, if he is not healed well, Lao Tzu will kill your whole family!" A scar-faced young man grabbed the old scholar's shirt and stared at the old scholar viciously.

"Zhang Ling, let him go!"

Ning Wuji's cold voice came from behind, and the scar-faced young man was helpless when he heard this, so he had to let go of the old scholar.

"Thank you, childe. The old scholar thanked Chao Ning and bowed.

The coldness in Ning Wuji's eyes decreased slightly, and he said lightly: "It's okay, this matter has nothing to do with you, do you know where Lang Zhong in the Dao can heal such an arrow wound?"

Zhang Ling, a young man with a scarface face, stared at the old scholar, his eyes were not good, the old scholar shrank his head, thought for a while, and said: "There is a medical hall in the south of Wuzhou City, and there is a Lang Zhong who is a doctor with the army, maybe he can treat arrow wounds." ”

"Wushuang, here you can take care of it, Zhang Ling, carry Chen Qinglong on your back, and go to Wuzhou City. ”

Ning Wujian looked in the direction of Wuzhou City, surrounded by mountains, one after another qi rushed up, like an abyss like a prison, hanging on Wuzhou City.

These are the breath released by the strong men who poured into Wuzhou City tonight, all of them are powerful, for demon cultivators, Wuzhou City at this time is Longtan Tiger's Lair, the demons in the mountains and forests outside Wuzhou City, all of them have a convergent breath, and no one wants to run to Wuzhou City to find death at this time.

"Childe, this little injury is not in the way. Chen Qinglong could also feel the powerful aura that suddenly appeared in Wuzhou City, and gritted his teeth and insisted.

Ning Wuqian shook his head, took a deep breath, and glanced at Zhang Ling, "If you don't carry him on your back, if you drag it on, the blood will run dry, and no one will be able to save him." ”

Because of the position of the arrow shaft, the old scholar did not dare to move, so he could only let the blood flow, at this time, Chen Qinglong's face was pale, his steps were vain, it was already a sign of too much blood, Chen Qinglong still wanted to refuse, Zhang Ling slashed Chen Qinglong behind him, stunned him, picked up Chen Qinglong, and looked at Ning Wuji.

"The boss will definitely refuse to let me carry him. ”

Ning Wujian glanced at Zhang Ling, quite a clever boy.

"Take two brothers and enter Wuzhou City!"

The night is vast, it is already approaching, Wuzhou City, which has celebrated all night, is also a little deserted, and the pedestrians on the street have dissipated a lot, but it is rare that there is no curfew tonight, there are still a lot of stalls on the street, and tourists who stay up all night come and go.

The general stood at the gate of the city, walking around with the long knife on his waist, and the big men who kept coming, so that the general did not dare to neglect his duties, and guarded the city of Wuzhou on the night of Qixi Festival.

Several figures rushed in the night, attracting the attention of the general, and when they got closer, four figures came towards the city gate, their clothes stained with blood, and two people with a man on their heads, and the man had an armor-piercing arrow stuck in his shoulder, and the blood flowed incessantly.

Although he was holding a person, he walked like a fly, extremely steady, showing good martial arts.

"Who is here, and why did you enter the city?"

The general has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he can see at a glance that the four of them must have experienced a bloody battle, plus the armor-piercing arrow is a secret weapon in the army, and it will not be passed on, but the general feels that these people are more like bandits.

"I am from Qingyun County, this year's Xiucai, study tour so far, the road met thieves, these people are my servants, and the thieves fought to the death, suffered an arrow wound, I hope the Lord will let me go into the city for treatment. ”

The general saw a young scholar in a white robe come out, looked up and down, the scholar was stained with blood and some scars, he couldn't help but doubt in his heart, he didn't move, and drank coldly, "What kind of thief, can actually use armor-piercing arrows?"

"Shen Faxing!" Ning Wuqian drank coldly, "My lord, human life is at stake, please let me and others enter the city first, and heal my brother's injury, and then it's not too late to explain to your lordship." ”

"Shen Faxing?" the general's pupils shrank, and then he smiled incredibly, "Shen Faxing has been killed by Li Zitong's men, if you want to make up a story, you have to make up a piece of evidence that can make people believe, and take out the evidence to let you enter the city." If you were thieves for evil, and entered the city, would not my sin be great?"

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