One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 241 The opponent is a bit strong

The sky gradually lit up, and the light of the morning sun shone into the canyon, like a flash of light from the sky, instantly dispelling the previous gloomy cold.

In the distance, three horses came galloping, neither fast nor slow.

It seems that he wants to prove something to Yan Qingzhi.

Lu Jian, who was squatting on the side, took off his bow and arrow and tried to aim with this posture.

Unfortunately, I tried twice and failed, and finally shrank back.

There was no warmth in Yan Qingzhi's sight, and the person who came from a distance seemed to her just a landscape.

Yan Qingzhu also looked similar to her.

Jun Tongyue squatted aside and did not speak or be curious. She had lived with Yan Qingzhi and Su He for a long time, and had a deep understanding of the keen perception of those people.

However, what she knew, Lu Jian didn't know, he slanted and moved to Yan Qingzhi's side, his eyes passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and looked at the horses running in the distance.

The distance between the two sides is not close, and even Lu Jian can't see the faces of those people.

But even so, the man who took the lead immediately sensed something strange, and immediately reined in the reins and made a slowing action.

Seeing this, Yan Qingzhi frowned suddenly, raised his hand and pressed Lu Jian's head, and pressed Lu Jian directly to the ground.

In this way, after the man looked around to no avail, he slowly approached the surroundings.

The muscles of Yan Qingzhi's whole body were adjusted with the movements, and even the breathing became slow and long.

When Yan Qingzhu approached the man vigilantly, he began to back away slightly, and even brought Jun Tongyue behind him. After reaching a position that was definitely not visible below, the two stood up.

Lu Jian tilted his head to look at the two of them, desperately winking at Yan Qingzhu, trying to get Yan Qingzhi to remove the hand that was on his head.

Lu Jian was knocked down suddenly, and he didn't have time to change his posture at all. He was lying there with his butt pouted. There was a bump on the back of his foot, and his body was twisted to a certain limit. Letting go, he had a hard time trying to move.

Originally Yan Qingzhi was worried that he did not know how to startle those people, but as the other party approached, she became more and more vigilant.

The man in the middle was dressed in homespun clothes similar to the ones she had seen before, with an octagonal headdress on his head. He was about 40 years old, with all his hair combed under the headdress. With a little mustache.

His stature is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and in a place where fish and dragons are mixed, it seems that ordinary people will disappear if they are thrown into the crowd.

But Yan Qingzhi still keenly felt the pressure from him.

She squatted on one knee on the ground, her eyes moved with the man, but her mind was all focused on observing the details.

Those few people are getting closer and closer, and the middle-aged man headed by the middle is beginning to be more and more vigilant.

Just as Yan Qingzhi squinted his eyes and breathed lightly, he waited for the other party to get closer.

A little commotion suddenly came from a position not far below.

Yan Qingzhu's back leaning against the mountain wall suddenly moved forward, subconsciously wanting to see the situation over there.

However, Yan Qingzhi did not move at all, her sword was placed beside her feet, and a few copper coins were instantly rubbed out in her free hand.

The commotion instantly attracted the middle-aged man to look.

"Who?"

His question blurted out, and along with it, a four-cornered dart was hit there.

The four-cornered dart was the size of a child's palm, and the strong wind swept the leaves in the bushes to open a gap, and a panicked horse was wiped across its neck in a panic.

The four-cornered dart was nailed to the mountain wall with blood stains, and the horse neighed.

The middle-aged man's expression changed suddenly.

At the same time, Yan Qingzhi suddenly stood up, and the copper coins in his hand flew out instantly.

The middle-aged man also pulled out the snake stick from behind at the moment when she stood up, and turned it around in circles, but blocked it.

The target of Yan Qingzhi's sneak attack was unexpectedly not him!
With such a distance, Yan Qingzhi made careful calculations and naturally would not miss it.

The three of them only felt that their eyes flickered, and all of them subconsciously pulled the reins, but it didn't work.

'Puttong', 'Puttong', 'Puttong' three times, and the three horses that were killed by one blow fell to the ground.

The man in the middle reacted the fastest. When the snake stick was bye, he had already jumped up. The other two did not give up, kicked off the pedals, rolled on the ground, and went in several different directions, and then got up and then He lifted his sleeves, revealing the full form of the sleeve crossbow.

The muscles of the arms of the two people bulged, and the crossbow strings were instantly pulled away, and they shot in the direction of Yan Qingzhi at the same time.

This sleeve crossbow made a lot of sacrifices in order to be able to hide in the sleeve, the most obvious of which is the short range.

However, the distance between the two sides was only a dozen or 20 meters. Regardless of whether they could hit it or not, the deterrent effect had already been achieved!
Yan Qingzhi had to back away for a while. One of the crossbow arrows with a faint scarlet passed by her, and Yan Qingzhi frowned.

The man's arrow was apparently also smeared with poison.

And just as this thought flashed in her mind, a piercing scream sounded.

Yan Qingzhi's complexion changed, and the voice was broken.

In fact, most of the so-called air-breaking sounds are the sounds that are made when objects move too fast and exceed the speed of sound.

It is difficult for ordinary hidden weapons to have such a loud sound.

A sharp silver light flashed, followed by a tough steel cable.

What is this no longer needs words, because after the silver awn was nailed to the mountain wall six or seven meters above the heads of several people, the middle-aged man with the octagonal headgear quickly pulled the steel cable and climbed to the platform .

Yan Qingzhu took a few steps forward and was about to make some moves when a crossbow arrow came straight towards him.

He waved his sword and wanted to block, but just when he made a move, another crossbow arrow also came forward. Helpless, he could only regret it, and by the way, he pulled Jun Tongyue, who wanted to help him distract his attention. Behind.

The crossbow arrow was coated with poison, and I didn't know what it would do. If it was some kind of poison that sealed the throat with blood, it would be bad.

Who can guarantee that when they fight, they will not be hurt at all!

Seeing that the two of them had retreated, Lu Jian held his breath and looked at the direction of the tightrope vigilantly and apprehensively.

The middle-aged man seems to be doing these climbing tasks often, which is much faster than the speed of a few people coming up. Yan Qingzhu was forced to retreat, but Yan Qingzhi was so good at rushing forward, that person actually climbed came up.

Seeing Yan Qingzhi rushing towards, Yan Qingzhu then stepped forward again, but they were just standing on the edge of the platform, and the two people below shot the crossbow arrows.

This sleeve arrow only went towards Yan Qingzhu, and the speed was like a flash of lightning...

(End of this chapter)