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Chapter 309 Fufeng Knife Madness, Birth (12)

Compared with light work or riding a fast horse, the carriage speed is naturally much slower, especially when there is a patient like Chuan Lian.

Even though Meng Yuexue had set off from the small town very early, but after two hours, she had only traveled less than [-]% of the way.

The girl looked up at the sky, calculated in her heart, and felt that even if she could reach Xidingzhou City today, it would be quite late and it would be difficult to find the inn.

The pharmacy is probably closed too.

Although Wang Anfeng suggested that they go to Fengzilou to look up classics, the girl did not give up other efforts because of this.She still hopes to have a look at the pharmacy in Xidingzhou City, maybe she can find useful medicine for her senior brother.

Sighing, Meng Yuexue slowly looked away, Meng Yuexue's gaze unintentionally passed by a pavilion not far away, and her expression suddenly froze.

He raised his right hand, and subconsciously grasped it on the hilt of the sword at his waist. With his thumb resting on the sword grid, he spit out an inch of the blade with only a little force.

The girl's eyes were fixed on that pavilion.

There was originally a willow forest on the left and right. When spring comes, the willow branches are lightly fluttering and rolling, stretching for several miles, which is a rare beauty.

The wealthy family in the nearby Zhuangzi paid to build a small gazebo, firstly for visitors to enjoy the scenery and write poems, secondly, for passers-by to rest when the scenery is not so good.

But at this time, around the gazebo, there were about a dozen tall horses standing.

Every horse is black in color and mighty. A tall man with a cold face sits straddling it. Although the faces are different, they all seem to be carved out of the same mold. Slightly closed, eyes closed and rested, the left hand pulled the rein, and the right hand rested on the handle of the saber at the waist.

The knife was without a sheath.

Meng Yuexue pursed her lips.

She was born in the Jianghu sect since she was a child, and the panacea has never been cut off. It was only after entering the Jianghu, after going through countless dangerous fights, that she forced her potential and broke through to the eighth-rank internal energy body.

If it is an ordinary city, she is almost the strongest group of people.

But everyone in the gazebo in front had martial arts no worse than hers, and the cold murderous aura lingering on his body was far beyond what she could match.

The girl subconsciously tightened the rein.

The one pulling the carriage was just an ordinary rough horse, but when he saw the dozen or so big men, he didn't want to move forward, so he stopped in his tracks.

Meng Yuexue pursed her lips and regained her composure in her heart. Seeing that those big men seemed to be waiting for someone, she didn't notice herself, and she didn't show any abnormality at the moment. , her ability to drive a horse is already quite good.

The carriage only made a slight sound, and turned around on the avenue, preparing to turn around and head for Fufeng City.

But it seems to be the function of this small voice.

Among the dozen or so warriors, the leader's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, as if a thunderbolt had flashed across the ground, Meng Yuexue's heart tightened instantly, and without bothering to hide it, she raised her whip and gave a loud drink.

"drive!"

There was a trace of internal force on the whip, and it was drawn heavily on the nanny.

The horse was frightened, neighed loudly, and galloped straight ahead, the speed was quite fast, and for a moment it was not inferior to ordinary good horses.

On the shaft of the car, Meng Yuexue's lips were tightly pressed together, her face turned pale, she knew that her behavior at this time was somewhat reckless, but she had seen a lot in the past two years in the rivers and lakes.

The Jianghu warriors who fought against her before were far from the opponents of the big men at the pavilion.

If the two sides fight, I'm afraid it won't take a stick of incense time, and the latter is enough to kill those Jianghu guys completely, leaving themselves unscathed.

She took Chuanlian with her, so she couldn't take any risks.

Originally planned to leave quietly, but who would have thought that those warriors would kill them directly towards him.

The girl pursed her lips, and had drawn out the long sword in her hand.

But in this instant, the sound of horseshoes rang in her ears continuously, like thunder, the place is remote, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the black horses are like dragons on the ground, quickly overtaking the carriage , where the horse's hooves landed, dust flew up, and they galloped back and forth, forming a circle, forcing the carriage to stop.

The leader was a thick and short man with a sword in his hand and a bamboo hat on his head. He pulled the rein with his left hand. The horse neighed suddenly. With all his physical strength, he grabbed the mount, raised his hand to comfort the mount, and saluted the girl with fists, and said slowly:
"Trouble."

Meng Yuexue looked at the man, without any sign of weakness, tightened the reins, and said:
"In broad daylight, I don't know why this hero stopped me and a weak woman?"

The man chuckled and said:

"Ordinary weak women don't have such good martial arts, let alone such good courage."

"Girl, don't panic, I just want to ask."

"Are you going to West Dingzhou City with one step, and then turn north to Fufeng County City?"

Meng Yuexue's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face, she just said:
"So what?"

The man laughed out loud and said:
"Then it doesn't look wrong."

"Hahaha, Miss Meng, you are dressing up in men's clothing at this time, but you won't be able to make up your mind next time."

Meng Yuexue was slightly taken aback when she heard her call out her surname, but before she could speak, the thirteen warriors, all of whom were at least eighth-rank level, suddenly slapped their saddles in unison, turned over and dismounted abruptly, landed on the ground, and slapped With a sound, he clasped his fists at the bewildered young girl, bowed in unison.

Then there was a fierce and murderous air, soaring to the sky.

The leading seventh-rank master raised his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"My next Li San, now my name is Li Yan."

"At the order of my young master, come to protect the girl and go to Fufeng City."

Meng Yuexue looked at the men who have fought many battles around her, thought of the approachable young man, and thought of yesterday when she asked the young man when to change direction and headed for Fufeng County City, the young man raised his hand to drink tea, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and smiled lightly road:

"The girl will know when the time comes."

At this point... for sure.

Meng Yuexue pursed her lips, looked around, only felt a strong sense of unreality for a while, and murmured:

"Young master?!"

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In the small town.

Wang Anfeng boiled some sweet soybeans as compensation, and fed them to the red horse himself. The latter had been pecked badly by the old hen before, and just ignored Wang Anfeng, but now he was acting like a domestic dog. A tail wagged back and forth, eating sweetly by the boy's hand.

Wang Anfeng waited for it to finish eating, patted the horse, turned on the horse, glanced in that direction, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

I don't know if the people sent by Gongsun met with Miss Meng.

I told him not to send too many people, um...it shouldn't be a problem.

The thoughts in his mind spread out, Wang Anfeng lightly tapped the horse's belly with his right foot, the red skinny horse snorted and moved forward, although it was far from showing its true speed, it did not deliberately trip it up. It is slightly faster than ordinary horses.

Along the way, Wang Anfeng made a little identification of the direction, and drove his horse towards a larger county nearby.

At this time, he was still dressed in a black outfit, with an ink knife on his back, and his expression was stern.

Meng Yuexue and the two went to Fufeng County City.

And he has his own things to do.

In order to divert the attention of the warriors in the Bulao Pavilion from Meng Yuexue and the others to himself, he had to do something.

For example, take advantage of the situation.

Taking advantage of the general situation in the Jianghu, Bulaoge had no choice but to attack themselves, and they had to divert their attention from Meng Yuexue. If not, Bulaoge would be discredited in the Fufeng Jianghu.

Wang Anfeng reconsidered his plan, and just now he folded the letter that Gongsun Jing handed over last night and put it in his arms.

In the city ahead, there is a branch of the Bulao Pavilion.

The strongest person, the peak of the seventh rank.

The young man closed his eyes, pulled the rein, and made the red skinny horse walk forward slowly. In his meridians, [-]% of the abundant vitality from Zhao Guang still remained, like the Yangtze River, slowly flowing through his meridians. flow.

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In the city, there is a branch of Bulao Pavilion.

Since Huo Lianmen closed the mountain, Bulao Pavilion has sprung up suddenly. After many killings, it is now one of the three major sects in Fufeng Jianghu. Luxurious and extravagant, it is not inferior to generations of wealthy households in the city.

In the backyard here.

A middle-aged man in gray clothes stood with his hands behind his back, and there was a row of children who were no more than seven or eight years old kneeling in front of him, all with serious expressions on their faces.

The middle-aged man glanced up and said lightly:
"Since you want to enter my old pavilion, you have to pass certain tests."

"The rivers and lakes are dangerous, but it's not so easy to get in. From today onwards, you are the outer disciples of my Bulao Pavilion."

"With a period of three years, I will teach you lightness kung fu and body skills, and basic pharmacology. After three months, when the world warms up, you will go to the mountains to collect herbs. The assessment will be once a month. Those who pick the least medicine every month will be eliminated."

"Three years like this, the last remaining disciples can officially start."

A few teenagers below gave a slight sigh of relief when they heard the words.

One of them and the person next to him whispered:
"I thought it would be difficult."

"It's just collecting herbs. When we practice lightness kung fu well, what medicine will we not be able to gather?"

"Yes."

"I always thought that the trial of the Bulao Pavilion was dangerous, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

The gray-clothed man stood with his hands behind his back, pretending that he didn't hear the voice. The Great Qin Dynasty is vast, with many mountains and rivers, and those precious medicinal materials are all on the cliffs.If you send disciples from the sect to pick them, firstly, there are not so many disciples, the efficiency is too poor, and secondly, it will greatly disperse the force of the sect.

Therefore, they recruited a large number of outer disciples, and after three months of teaching, let them go to the mountains to collect herbs, because there are enough disciples of this type, even if one person can only collect one medicinal herb in three days, it is still considerable, enough to support The sect has more than enough consumption.

As for whether they will fall off the cliff because they are worried about being eliminated and rushing to collect herbs, it is not their business.

This is the deal.

The man's expression became more and more indifferent.

Outside of this sub-altar, on the long streets and wide avenues.

A lean red horse stopped.

The young warrior in black sat on the horseback, looked up at the gilded plaque, and murmured:
"The Pavilion of Immortality..."

He raised his left hand and slowly held it on the handle of the ink knife behind his back.

Five fingers rhythm.

Then hold tight.

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