Qi Tianqiao's tall figure stood on the top of the Tiger Cliff, looking into the distance.

The raging fire in Beacon Ridge continued overnight. Several black billowing clouds of smoke have been connecting with the sky. The sun was dazzlingly hot on the top of his head, barbecuing everything around. The fog on the long river is thicker. Three large ships sat silently on the shore, not even a single caretaker—as if they had been abandoned here.

This Xie Junhe is too anxious to act, right? Tian Qiao secretly scolded himself.

"San Shao, the combat power of this Blood Ghost Hall is really amazing. Qin Ye held such a sharp knife in his hand, the Qi family had to bend down and bend his knees......" Sha Fei sighed behind him.

"The knees are on ourselves. Tian Qiao said casually, "If you sit upright, why be afraid?"

Sha Fei sighed unconvinced: "The most upright swordsman on the rivers and lakes is the Chu Yuan hero of the year - he has been in ancient times for more than ten years, and how many people still remember his name?"

"Don't you still remember?" Tian Qiao raised his eyebrows quite confidently, "There are some things that someone will remember, such as what the Chu family did for their fellow Jianghu last night." ”

Shafei didn't talk anymore, but just cast his eyes on the endless mountains and mountains, whether it was west or east, it was a world of smoke and dust.

"Three Shao!" Someone from the bottom of the mountain rushed straight to him, and Tianqiao hurriedly greeted him.

Xue Hai just washed his face by the river, but faintly saw something black floating on the water not far away, and then looked closely at it was actually a person! The man's body was much wider than expected, and naturally it was fatally heavy, not to mention that the short body was already soaked in water! Xue Hai made himself covered in muddy water and couldn't move a few steps, and it took three or four swordsmen to drag him to the shore and lay him flat on the dry ground.

Only then did it become clear that it was the face of a middle-aged man, and the unusually developed muscles and joints undoubtedly told people that this was a martial arts practitioner. But the face was already blue-gray from the water, and it was slightly puffy.

Undress, open the airways, press the choked water from the lungs, start a fire, and ward off the cold. But seeing that Xuehai was busy alone.

"There's no more noise, Miss Snow Sea......" The swordsmen whispered to each other.

But she stubbornly pressed the chest of the person who fell into the water, letting the choked dirty water drain little by little, until she was almost exhausted, and finally, the man choked and coughed a few times, as if to turn his breath. However, everyone just exclaimed, and he was silent anymore. This person had been soaked in the water until his hands and feet were swollen, and his back had three or four sword wounds in succession, all of which had been soaked in water until his flesh and skin were open, and his bones were white. The whole body is so cold that there is not the slightest bit of vitality. Just looking at the blood loss caused by this sword wound, it can't be saved.

However, Xue Hai gasped and shook his shoulder: "Don't sleep, uncle! Hold on, just do it!" she tossed the middle-aged man who had fallen into the water like crazy, trying to carry him up.

Seeing that she was so stubborn, the swordsmen had no choice but to help, and dragged him on his shoulders and carried him into the cabin. Scrubbed him clean and changed into clean clothes. Then let Xue Hai figure out a way.

She remembered that Li Zhaolin used her blood to save Leng Fengyi, although she didn't know what to do right, but after all, it was a glimmer of life—didn't Li Zhaolin try it indiscriminately at that time? Thinking about it, she became bolder. I don't know why, the more accustomed I am to seeing life and death, the more I don't want to see life pass away quietly. She asked the swordsmen to carry him back to the cabin and rescue him alone.

By the time Qi Tianqiao arrived, the body of the man who had fallen into the water gradually had a trace of warmth, and although his breath was weak, it had stabilized - the swordsmen were all shocked. Xue Hai was alone in front of the medicine stove, quietly fanning the pu fan.

"Shabber. "Tian Qiao knows him," Qin Dashao's friend, Xie Jun and the helmsman of the ship. ”

"The scars are all on the back, and the person who hurt him should be a sneak attack. "Snow Sea Road.

"Shaber is a master. He said, "I often learn sword skills with Qin Dashao, and my skills are extremely fast - in the rivers and lakes on the north bank, there are only a handful of people who are faster than him." The difficulty of sneaking up on him is no less than sneaking up on you and your eldest brother. ”

A strange look flashed between Xue Hai's eyebrows, but it was fleeting. I don't know when she has learned to hide her feelings.

At this moment, Xia Bo was lying calmly, his face gradually returned to a little blood, and there seemed to be some pain hidden in the deep wrinkles on the middle-aged man's face, and he was fighting the last battle against this pain, and only by winning could he return to the world. His thick hands were trying to grasp something, and his fingers quivered, but nothing was grasped.

Xue Hai gently took his hand and whispered a few words in his ear, and the pain in the wrinkles faded slightly. The sweat towel brushed against his forehead, and his cheeks opened his lips, as if he was eager to say something, but he couldn't open his eyes to speak. "Rest, Shab, it'll be fine. She smiled loudly.

"He's fine. She turned to Tian Qiao and finally breathed a sigh of relief. But in the blink of an eye, he hid his exhaustion and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"When did you become proficient in medical skills?" The surprise in Tian Qiao's heart became more and more knotted.

"Following Doctor Li and Sister Shiyu, I was somewhat infected. She coped simply, clenching her fists to hide the edge of the palm of her hand naturally in the past—strange things, the less people remembered them, the better. "I found some ginseng in the cabin and cooked some ginseng soup. He was so weak that he might wake up after drinking the ginseng soup. ”

Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, Tian Qiao was really worried, you must know that this is not only a night of sleeplessness, but also a night of heavy physical work to take care of the wounded, Xue Hai actually survived, these jobs, even if it is a man, it is not easy to carry it hard!" You have been busy all night, go to sleep for a while, I will let someone else do it for you." ”

Xue Hai didn't feel tired at all, only opened his smart apricot eyes and threw a smile: "Big man, how can you have so much time to sleep?

Tianqiao was stunned.

"If anyone wants to take Shabber's life here, there must be a reason, something must have happened on the ship. If it is as you say, the situation of Jun and Big Brother must not be good—I guess it happened after Jun and Big Brother left, and he couldn't have gone to the mountains and forests here without leaving anyone. Then he must not have known that Xia Bo had been attacked, let alone that in the shadows, there was an unusual force eyeing him. Without further ado, big man!"

Every time, when the sea of snow argues, it is always the first and the first, and the lines are clear. "The girl has a point!" he seemed to have only one sentence left.

So, very quickly, he transferred more than 20 people to stay at Tiger Cliff to guard the ship, two of whom were specially responsible for taking care of the seriously injured Xia Bo. The rest of the people all headed east, in the direction of the Black Rock Cliff.

It had been two days since Shabber woke up.

The first thing he said was: "Zhang Xun! Zhang Xun, this old boy! Xie Junhe is in danger!"

After all, they met on a narrow road.

The blood ghosts who were lying in the mountains and wilderness finally saw the vast procession of dense layers coming westward, one by one miserable white, scattered through the valley.

But Xie Junhe was not in a hurry to give orders. He was with the bloodies, with his sword at his side, but he refused to unsheath it, and crawled behind the bushes.

In the silence, the blood ghosts spared batch after batch of white-clothed holy envoys.

Gradually, an ordinary carriage appeared in the procession, and behind it was a white horse, which was particularly eye-catching in the middle of a walking white robe.

The air seemed to freeze, the grass and trees were silent, and the archers in the shadows were already stretching their bows.

The procession drew closer, and gradually the carriage and the white horse were about to reach the center of the encirclement. Xie Junhe glanced at Han Yi beside him. Han nodded, and a flaming arrow with tail feathers swooped towards the white horse in the middle. In an instant, the strings of the crossbow machine sounded in all directions, and it flew towards the man on the white horse.

At the same time, as soon as the remnant sword in Jun He's hand was raised, the black robe of the hula mountain was divided into two teams and rushed towards the plain white. From top to bottom, the momentum was like a bamboo, and the white team was divided into several sections.

"Protect the Lord!" the array of the white-clothed holy envoy shrank rapidly, and then burst out with fierce soldiers, staggering towards the black-clothed shadows. Black and white, two chaotic phases, condensed in a narrow valley.

"Shen Yanfei!" "Old opponents meet, no need to be polite.

The silver leaf spear and the remnant sword, the ice trick and the iron dust trick, suddenly collided together with a devastating force. The huge air wave pushed straight into the hurricane and swept the grass and trees.

The blood ghosts came to their aid, isolating the rest of the white-clothed holy envoys from the encirclement, and Jun He confronted Shen Yanfei.

Shen Yanfei's thick eyebrows swept slanted, and he coldly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Is it the dog raised by the Chu family? Don't you know that your master is dead?"

Xie Junhe angrily slashed at his neck with a sword, but was deftly picked open by the spear, and then changed his position to make up for the sword, and was fiercely put in the air.

Shen Yanfei laughed cheekily: "Don't get excited, Brother Xie, I didn't kill people." The Qin family asked for the guilt, Chu Tao felt shameless and ashamed to see his peers, and isolated himself from the top of the black stone cliff, the news had already spread all over the rivers and lakes, why didn't you know?"

Jun He can ignore such nonsense. In times of war, such words are nothing more than a small trick to disturb people's hearts. But there was a lot of resentment in his chest. There are no words, because the swordsman speaks only with the sword in his hand. Little by little, the Ice Trick was accumulated on the tip of his sword, and it was no longer an iron sword in his hand, but a frost blade that was enough to freeze the clouds.

He can turn iron into dust, I can condense into ice, and the two of you come and go with me for more than ten moves, but you can't break the moves.

The corners of Yan Fei's mouth raised a mean killing intent: "The ability is getting better and better, unlike Chu Tao's guy, who is at the end of the crossbow and seeks his own desperation." ”

The strength is evenly matched, and the fierce battle finally becomes a stalemate.

On the other side, the blood ghosts who were killing the carriage had already pulled out a hole in the array of the white-clothed holy envoy, and the sword mountain and sword cong were not afraid at all, and attacked the roof of the car from under the car, "Kill Jiang Shaoyun! Eliminate evil for the martial arts!" The momentum was crowded and almost overturned. Suddenly, a domineering sword light shot out of the carriage, and a blood ghost fell to the ground. A burst of sword qi erupted from under the curtain, quietly, there was no sword light, but three or five blood ghosts fell softly under the wheels one after another.