The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 161
Quiet, deathly silent.

The air freezes like an iceberg that never melts.

Chen Zhuo's pupils shrank sharply at first, and then dilated rapidly. There was a sharp pain between his brows, and his face was frighteningly pale.

Just because there was a small arrow fixed between his eyebrows.

The arrows pierced the flesh, the blood rolled down, and the cold pierced the bone marrow.

And the arrow tail was tightly held by one hand, trembling, but soon became calm again, the knuckles were turning blue, the veins were bulging, and there were blood stains between the fingers.

It was Qi Shaoshang who made the move.

His cheeks were trembling, and his teeth were clenched, so that his expression looked a little hideous.

Chen Zhuo's hand holding the bow was also tightly clenched, he let out a sigh of relief, and slowly stepped back half a step, the blood hole between his eyebrows became clear, almost breaking his forehead bone.

Looking at the little red arrow in front of him, his heart seemed to tremble.

"The divine sense between the eyebrows was broken in an instant..."

He had forgotten how many years he hadn't felt that kind of skill, that penetrating killing intent, as if his soul was about to die at any moment.

Looking up, Yuan Shisanxian looked at him with no expression on his face, he didn't feel the arrow wound on his chest, but his slightly frowned brows, the blood on the corner of his mouth, the same pale face, and the lifeless and blood-stained face The left eye is all telling the restlessness deep in his heart.

I'm afraid even he himself would never have imagined that this battle would be fought to such an extent.

At this time, a magic arrow turned back and wobbled to the side of Chen Zhuo's feet.

Chen Zhuo's face turned even paler, but he still didn't hesitate, and without a trace of hesitation, he raised the arrow and pointed at Yuan Thirteen Limits.

The Yuan Thirteenth Limit small crossbow was raised again, but it was lifted in mid-air, and he put it down again for some reason, his eyes turned around, and he glanced at the mountain forest on one side, but saw that on the mountains under the moon, at some point, a pair of green lights lit up. Greasy eyes, with a cruel and bloodthirsty cold glow, densely packed, endless.

A black shadow rushed through the forest as fast as lightning, jumped onto a raised rock, stood upright, and screamed at the moon, the black hair all over the body was spread out in the wind, and seemed to be ignited when the moonlight touched it. A tumbling black flame.

"Ow!"

It was actually a giant black wolf with gloomy green eyes and a ferocious light that made one's skin shudder and tremble with chills.

Look at the green eyes shining all over the mountains and the wind sweeping the world, there are almost three or four thousand of them.

Chen Zhuo's expression changed, Qi Shaoshang's expression changed, and the young soldier's expression also changed drastically.

Even Yuan Shisanxian was stunned for a moment, the brilliance in his eyes changed, and he seemed suspicious.

It's because the wolves all over the mountains and plains were all staring at him, and as the black wolf king let out a long howl that pierced gold and broken stones, the wolves moved in unison, like a wolf lying on the ground. The ghosts that came out of the night, like a black wave, rushed to Yuan Thirteen, forgetting life and death, bared their teeth, and were terrifying.

Qi Shaoshang, Chen Zhuo, and the young soldier couldn't help but grab Chu Xiangyu who was on the ground, turned around and ran away, followed by Yuan Shisanxian's roar of hatred and fury, but they were quickly snarled by wolves howling and tearing them apart. The sound of biting and killing was submerged, and the blood was soaring.

The three of them rushed all the way, drilled out of the mountains, ran not far, happened to meet a group of cavalry returning to aid, but followed them back to Zhending.

The night is cold as water.

The bright moon sinks to the west.

In Zhending City, Chu Xiangyu was lying on a bed, already exhaling a lot of air, and breathing in less.

"I've been wasted all my life. Although I've been a master, I haven't done a few decent good deeds. Now... um... I can repay your kindness for helping me. I follow my love...cough cough..."

Qi Shaoshang stared blankly, full of disappointment, thinking of the passionate scene of Chu Xiangyu running across the green forest road, attracting heroes and heroes to cast their blood; not long ago, this man was admired by countless people, and he vowed to drive out the enemy, with great ambitions , so that he followed willingly; but he encountered twists and turns, and now, he can no longer see the shadow of the past.

An outstanding man in his life, now he is just a fugitive on the verge of death.

Unknowingly, patches of white snow fell outside the window again, floating in freely.

"Boy, you have a great wish to find another way forward. You are extraordinary. I am ashamed of myself. My ice and fire miraculous skill was passed down from the Western Regions, and it is considered a unique skill in this world. It may be of benefit to you, even if it is... ...One last good deed, if you don't like it, you might as well find a successor for me..."

Chu Xiangyu held a piece of torn cloth in his hand.

These words were actually said to Chen Zhuo.

"Well... there is one more thing, which is one of the reasons why the thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty came this time..." Chu Xiangyu swallowed the blood with difficulty, gasped for breath, and spoke in a way that only the two people in front of him could hear clearly. The low and weak voice said intermittently: "It is the old emperor, who is not in the right position. He is not... not the person established by the late emperor's edict... This secret you must... want to..."

No wonder.

Qi Shaoshang's breath froze.

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, Chu Xiangyu's eyes dimmed quickly, his heaving chest collapsed, and a generation of heroes died.

Qi Shaoshang suddenly clenched his hands in mid-air, and was silent for a while. As if he was in pain all over his body, he breathed in and sighed: "Yuan Thirteen Limits probably won't come after me... One enemy three, one dead and two injured, Worthy of a world-class reputation.”

Chen Zhuo had white hair and was as thin as a ghost. Holding the brocade handkerchief in his hand, he stood under the lamplight, looked at the snowflakes outside, and said, "That man's arrow skills haven't been mastered yet."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Shaoshang was silent again.

Chen Zhuo was thoughtful, what he was thinking of was the arrow that was not raised at the end of the Thirteenth Limit of the Yuan Dynasty. It's amazing when you're truly amazing; the other party has only seen the things he enlightened between life and death twice, and he's actually gained something. "Arrow" can be so great...it's unimaginable.

Qi Shaoshang saw his frightening appearance as if he was going to die at any moment, and couldn't help asking: "Is your injury serious?"

Chen Zhuo closed his eyes and shook his head, and said tiredly: "It's just a waste of energy, and it can be replenished... You have to be careful, since you and I know this secret, this matter is by no means over... Yuan Thirteen Only A person, although he is frighteningly strong, but still able to guard against, afraid of those invisible means."

The current emperor's position is not right, if the news spreads, let alone whether the government and the public are in turmoil, there will only be more chaos in the world.Now that the rebels in the north and the south are rising up one after another, if they learn about this again, there will be no peace.

You must know that Cai Jing's subordinates are not limited to Yuan Shisanxian, masters from all sides, both black and white, as long as they say hello, these people can all come upon hearing the wind, laying down layers of murderous intentions.

Qi Shaoshang seemed to be aware of the seriousness of this matter. Although he was not afraid, his brothers around him were afraid of being implicated.

Chen Zhuo coughed twice, heaved a sigh of relief like an old man, lowered his head and said, "You... go to Beijing."

Qi Shaoshang frowned, a little puzzled.

Chen Zhuo cast his eyes on the other party, "Fake death to get away, the capital is mixed with fish and dragons, you might as well change your identity and go dormant first; recently Jinfengdriyu Building has added two strong helpers, and the dispute with Liufenbantang for many years is about to end soon." After the liquidation, there will definitely be changes in the forces in the capital, and with your strength, you can take advantage of the situation, and you will definitely have a place in the martial arts in the capital."

He seems to be very tired even talking now, but after taking a few breaths, his withered face that looked like rotten wood gradually showed a little crystal luster, and he recovered a bit of complexion.

Qi Shaoshang looked dignified and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I never imagined that the people who came out of the Shenhou Mansion would have the ambition to gain power."

Chen Zhuo glanced at him like that, "You're wrong, it's not ambition, when a person's strength can't keep up with his ideas, it's called ambition, the heart of ambition; but when his strength can catch up with his ideas, it's called ambition, besides , It is you who are in power, not me."

Hearing this, Qi Shaoshang took a deep breath, then stared at Chen Zhuo's face with lowered eyes and lowered his brows, and suddenly smiled, calmly and sincerely, "I believe in you, from now on, Qi Shao Shang died, and you are my only brother."

"it is good!"

Chen Zhuo responded lightly, and suddenly lifted the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, his body flickered, and his fingertips had already touched Qi Shaoshang's chest.

With one finger down, Qi Shaoshang lost all breath and fell straight to the ground.

Outside.

The young soldier came in with two bowls of decoction, seeing that Chu Xiangyu and Qi Shaoshang were both out of breath, he couldn't help sighing.

Chen Zhuo took the bowl, "Haven't asked for advice yet?"

He put the bowl to his mouth as he asked, and suddenly he heard the imposing young man in front of him say: "I'm serving soup, Yin Yue Pengju!"

Chen Zhuo's movement of drinking the medicine seemed to freeze all of a sudden, and he raised his skinny cheeks, but after a while, he returned to normal, and said, "My servant, Chen Zhuo, thank you for your help!"

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(End of this chapter)