Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1284 The road is rough
  "Hunting?" Tianming didn't feel like it.

Even if he didn't understand horses, he still felt that the sound of the horse's hooves was too tight. This was not the way to chase prey, right?
  Fortunately, he didn't need to worry about it for too long. The sound was getting closer and closer, and the source should soon appear in front of them.

Xunzi suggested at this time, "It sounds like these people are approaching. The galloping horses are quite dangerous. You and I should hide in the forest."

"Uh...Okay." Tianming was stunned for a moment and then agreed.

Anyway, don’t delay watching the show, just stay away, it’s safe.

The two retreated to a tree on the roadside and did not go deep into the forest, but people on the road would not easily notice it if they did not look carefully.

Soon, all the nine horses that Tianming heard about came into the sight of two people, one old and one young.

There is a white horse in front of him. The rider is wearing white clothes and a white cloak. His black hair is neatly tied up. Even if he is concentrating on controlling the horse, he can still tell that he is noble and not from an ordinary family.

Behind them were eight motley horses in a mess with uneven layers. The riders on the horses all looked fierce and looked like strong men with weapons in their hands. At first glance, they looked like they were not good people.

The situation seems obvious. There is a high probability that the rich man met the path-cutting robber.

However, the solid white horse looks much stronger than the variegated horses. There is a high probability that these robbers will not be able to catch up with this rich young man, and he should be able to escape.

However, at this moment, an arrow whizzed towards the noble prince on horseback, or rather towards the white horse.

Considering that horses are much larger than humans, it is difficult to say whether the person aiming at the shot missed the target, or whether he just ran towards the horse.

The noble master seemed to have noticed a sharp arrow coming from behind. He suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse immediately neighed and turned to the right, raising its front hooves high and forcibly stopping.

At this moment, the arrow naturally dodged, but it also caused him to be immediately surrounded by eight strong men with fierce faces behind him.

Eight horses circled back and forth around a center, and the people on the horses were waving their weapons and whining and shouting. At first glance, it looked like a will-o'-the-wisp boy who had traveled through time.

Prince White Horse was not nervous when he saw that he was surrounded. He held on to the reins and calmly waited for the group to finish their madness.

I don’t believe you keep turning!

Indeed, these goods soon stopped, after all, it would be easy to get dizzy if they kept spinning.

He was probably the leader among the eight people. He was carrying a big ax on his back and a riding crop in his hand. He pointed at the noble young master and said with a cruel smile:

"Run! Run again! Run again and show me!"

"I told you a long time ago that this is my uncle's territory. It's hard for you to fly out even if you put on your wings, hahaha!"

The white-clothed young man calmly raised his hand and fisted, "You heroes, I am just an ordinary traveler with nothing to offer, why are you forcing me so hard and refusing to let me live?"

"Let you live?" The bandit leader laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and pointed with his riding crop, "If you want me to let you live, you have to give me a way to make money first!"

"I have no wealth..."

"You have no money!" the bandit leader interrupted rudely, "but your family must be rich!"

"So, I'll trouble you to go and stay in the mountains with the gentlemen for a few days."

"Don't worry, as long as your family members are wise, they will keep you safe and sound once you get the money."

Tianming, who was hiding in the forest, stared at this scene with wide eyes, and asked Xunzi weakly, "Are they...robbers?"

"Hmm..." Xunzi hesitated and chose to tell the truth, "Maybe..."

In his opinion, the chance that these people were serious robbers was less than 1%, but the chance of coming for the man in white was close to 100%.

But... at least the probability is not zero, it's somewhat possible, so maybe that's not wrong.

After receiving a positive answer, Tianming pursed his lips and his eyes became firm, "Then let's save people!"

"Oh, little friend Ziming, are you going to save him?" Xunzi stroked his beard and lowered his head to look at Tianming. Tianming put his hands on his hips and replied aggressively, "Of course, we can't watch robbers killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

But immediately he wilted again, and asked Xunzi with a playful smile, "Master Xunzi, what do you think we should do?"

Xunzi smiled and asked, "Haven't you already made your decision?"

Tianming seemed to understand something and immediately became confident.

Outside, the robbers were already planning to take action.

"Brothers, tie him up for me, and chop off his hands and feet if he resists. As long as he doesn't die!" the bandit leader shouted loudly.

Several younger brothers were also eager to try and surrounded the young man in white.

At this time, a powerful shout interrupted them:
  "Stop it all!"

Suddenly hearing this shouting, the eight robbers all trembled in their hearts - they were worried that someone would come to disrupt the situation, this is a fatal job!
  On the contrary, the noble man in white looked at the speaker calmly and immediately.

Then the eight robbers looked over.

Looking at it, the eight people were stunned, followed by a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha..." X8
  I laugh, firstly because it feels ridiculous, and secondly because I feel relieved.

The person who interrupted them was a child, and next to the child stood an old man.

The bandit leader directly pulled out the big ax from behind, waved it with his hand, and said with a big smile, "A kid with no hair on his face, and an old man with half his body buried in the ground. You two dare to meddle in other people's business. I think you are dissatisfied." Long life!”

"I'm in a good mood today, so... I'll give you a treat!"

It could be heard that the bandit leader seemed to have thought of something midway and changed his words abruptly.

There is no way anyone will be left alive in this job today!

As soon as he finished speaking, the bandit leader swung his axe, and rushed towards the two of them on horseback.

When Tianming saw that the other party was taking action, he quickly bumped into Master Xun with his shoulder and whispered, "Master Xun, the rest is up to you."

"Me?" Master Xun was stunned, "I don't know martial arts."

"What!" Tianming was shocked and asked, "Aren't you their uncle? How could you not know martial arts?"

Seeing the ax and ax attached to him, Master Xun, who did not know martial arts, answered Tianming's question calmly and calmly, "Confucian disciples are divided into two groups: civil and martial arts. I belong to the literary school and do not practice martial arts."

Tianming opened his mouth so wide that he wished he could swallow his fist. He asked dumbfoundedly, "Then you still want me to save people?"

"If you want to save people, of course I can't stop you." Xunzi responded matter-of-factly.

"what!!!"

At this time, the bandit leader was shouting and swinging his ax towards them.

Tian Ming turned to look at him in horror. Under extreme tension, he suddenly realized that everything seemed to slow down, as if it had stopped.

He even had time to carefully observe the expression of the bandit leader, and he could clearly see the saliva splattering from his mouth due to shouting.

He turned to look at Xunzi again, and saw that the old man was smiling and looking down at a certain part of his body.

Tian Ming followed the other person's line of sight and saw Fei Gong in a contracted state pinned to his waist.

(End of this chapter)