Chapter 65
Jin Mingwei's mind went blank, she saw the boy in her arms stretch out two snow-white fingertips, and almost at the same time when the scabbard touched his scalp, he pinched the scabbard lightly.

Then he seemed to snap his fingers, and withdrew his fingertips, and there was a kind of blankness in time and space in the field.

Jin Mingwei's eyes only had time to catch it. Because of the sudden resistance of his strength, he was forced to rush back along the handle of the knife. squatting.

The gurgling blood flowed out from his palm, and the tiger's mouth was torn apart, bloody and bloody.

And the scabbard clicked a few times, a spider web-like crack appeared, and with a bang, it fell to the ground, creating a gully.

The whole process happened so quickly that everyone came to their senses, including Jin Mingwei, and looked at the young man who seemed to be the instigator in a daze.

"Sister, your clothes are dirty, get up quickly." Dong Lin stood up and stretched out his hand to Jin Mingwei.

The boy's brown pupils clearly reflected sunlight, but Jin Mingwei felt that it was like being stared at by hell, and his body and mind were cold.

Such a terrifying shot, is it him?
"You...how did you do it? No, it's impossible! Even if you can catch the blade, it's a hero with decades of skill! Not to mention that I cut it down with all my strength, the falling force will double the strength, it's absolutely impossible Someone caught it so easily!" The soldier stared at Dong Lin in disbelief, his eyebrows twisted, and he screamed.

"No, it's impossible! The scabbard is still broken!! Impossible!!!" The scream was harsh and crazy, it was the fear of people's common sense being broken, and it crushed his heart.

"Centurion!" The rest of the soldiers rushed to help him, it turned out that the rank of the leader of the soldiers was only that of a centurion.

But the man grabbed his hair and laughed: "Hey, it's impossible... yes, it's just my fault, it's impossible..."

In fact, Jin Mingwei also wanted to yell, but anyone who practiced martial arts could see that the monster's blow just now was to the extent that people would suspect that their eyes or sanity had been broken.

"It's you?" Jin Mingwei subconsciously became wary, looked at the boy who stretched out his hand, and called him "you".

Dong Lin looked at the empty palm, his eyes were vacant, and he retracted it. He looked around at the stunned crowd, and spread his hands: "You don't really think that Dong Lin made it, do you? My lord's scabbard is attached to the scabbard twice. When the glazed umbrellas collided, they were already about to shatter, and Donglin just added a fire at the end, just counting the timing."

After a pause, Dong Lin pursed his mouth, and tears hung on his eyelashes: "Why are you all looking at Dong Lin? It's so scary, woo, Dong Lin was going to be scared to death just now..."

The more the boy talked, the more wronged he felt, and he felt that he had been wronged by the sky. Tears trembled along his eyelashes, but they just didn't fall.

Jin Ming rubbed his eyes slightly, yes, this is the "Donglin" she is familiar with, not "you".

Strangely, this statement was like a spring breeze in March, which instantly melted the atmosphere in the field. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, supported their already frightened legs, and quickly accepted it.

"That's right, the surface of the glazed umbrella is not ordinary. When it collided twice in succession, the scabbard was the last of its strength, so it could be easily caught and shattered."

"Otherwise? Can a teenage melon egg have that level of skill? The scabbard was about to shatter, and he tricked me into a trick. Let's not scare ourselves!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the young man with disdain and embarrassment. They almost thought the young man was the murderer?A flattering person is not as good as a person who wins the opponent in a serious way.

"Tsk tsk, baby, since you are a martial arts practitioner, don't play tricks. You win when you win in an upright manner. You still have a long way to go, so don't go astray." The people who were scared by the boy just now felt that they couldn't hold back their faces, and changed their faces one after another. With a look of earnestness in the adverb, he persuaded Donglin.

Jin Mingwei felt that something was wrong, but when he looked at Dong Lin, the latter actually listened seriously, and even lowered his head, guiltily said: "Well, Dong Lin has recorded it!"

So Jin Mingwei also heaved a sigh of relief, reliving two lives by himself, his old eyes are dim, how could such a slender and weak boy be a murderer!

The dust in Xiaoshagou was settled, except for a centurion who was crying and laughing.

The rest of the soldiers and Tie Fu chatted about something, Tie Fu sighed, and said to Jin Ming: "Miss Jin, the sun is about to set, the current situation of the centurion... hey, I need to find someone right now. Look at the doctor. Let's put everything aside for now, go back to the official post in Fengshou County, invite the doctor, and talk about other things tomorrow."

It's not that Jin Mingwei doesn't know the severity. The Centurion is in a bad state. Although his rank is low, he is still an officer. If something happens, everyone in the field will be involved.

This is a troubled time in the separatist regime of princes, wars are frequent, it is glorious to join the army, and the shroud of horse leather is even more glorious.

So don't say that a family of soldiers and civilians, with swords and guns in their hands, is very precious in the country of Wu.

"Okay, hurry back to the official post and see the centurion." Jin Mingwei picked up the glass umbrella that was broken in half, and nodded.

Jin Mingwei, Donglin, A Tuan and Jinxiu four, Tie Fu and the policemen he brought escorted Lu Xingshan, soldiers carried the centurion, and the group rushed to Fengshou County with solemn expressions. Just before night fell, Enter the county seat.

The official post, different from the private post, is set up by the government to provide a resting place for passing officials and messengers.

When the group arrived at the official post, the postmaster was already waiting at the door.

"I've seen you, my lords." The post chief's eyes slipped on the official uniforms of Tie Fu and the others, and his waist bent down. As for Jin Mingwei and the common people, he completely ignored them.

"I'm from Biandu City Prison. My surname is Tie, and those are soldiers from Dahui Camp." Tie Fu returned the salute and handed the horse to the postman who came up, "Now there is one thing I want you to do: quickly Quickly invite the best doctor in Fengshou County."

The postmaster was slightly startled, his eyes lit up.

Dahuiying is the nearest military camp to Biandu. It is different from the military defenses of the counties and counties. The troops from any battalion are directly under the capital, and they are the central army stationed in the national fortress.

This kind of army is naturally higher than the local army. Apart from defending against foreign enemies and defending the capital, it rarely participates in local disturbances unless there are orders from above.

The postmaster's waist almost fell to the ground: "Soldiers and soldiers... my lord, the little one has eyes but no eyes... the little one is going to invite the doctor in person... you must keep your mouth shut..."

The postmaster stuttered. The officers and men of the Dahui Camp appeared in Fengshou County. It must be a secret mission from above. He turned pale with fright, and retreated tremblingly.

A group of people entered the official post, arranged a place to live, and the post chief brought the doctor. The doctor's eyes were covered with a black cloth, and he was led in front of the centurion, and began to ask for the pulse.

"Okay, they're going to see a doctor. Let's go to the hall. We've been on the road for the past few days, so we haven't had a good meal." Jin Ming touched his rumbling stomach slightly, and called A Tuan and the others to eat.

Unexpectedly, when she went down the stairs, her feet were weak and she was about to fall down.

 I changed chapters 10-40. I suggest returning to the review I read before February, and fixed some bugs. The plot should be smoother.

  
 
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