People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 29 Now, you can only talk to me

Early morning, Daliang Mountain.

The night rain has stopped.

The dull sound of horseshoes broke the morning silence of Daliang Mountain.

On the path in the mountain, three armored knights rode tall horses, galloping forward, and the horseshoes trampled the path like thunder, splashing mud on the path.

The horse is the Iteng horse, a specialty of the Liang Kingdom. This horse breed has strong explosive power but moderate endurance, and is most suitable for short-distance sprints and cavalry charges.But appearing on the mountain road of Daliang Mountain, it seems a bit nondescript.

People are even more well-equipped.

These three knights were actually equipped with swords and crossbows, and their fish-scale armor shone brightly in the morning light!
Even if the cavalry does not enter the ninth rank and has no martial arts cultivation, just the equipment of these three cavalry, with a little training, it is enough to fight against the seventh rank bone tempering warriors, and the outcome is unknown!
And if the cavalry has entered the ranks, it is a proper weapon on the battlefield, and it will be a dimensionality reduction blow against the like of the Three-Phase Gang!

When the three riders arrived near the mountain temple, the leading knight raised his hand violently, and the three riders stopped immediately, and the order was prohibited.

The knight took off his headgear, revealing the resolute and rigid facial features under the headgear. His nose twitched, and he faintly smelled the bloody smell in the temple.

"Heh, it's only an hour late, it seems that something happened."

The knight muttered like this and shook his head again.

Failure to arrive at the scheduled time was a helpless move. It rained in the mountains last night, so it was not a good opportunity to rush.

He turned over and dismounted, and the two riders behind him did the same. The three of them drew their swords and walked slowly towards the temple.

The leading knight came to the door, pushed the door but it didn't move. He listened hard and heard no sound, so he immediately raised his leg and kicked out.

The power of the eighth grade kicked the door open on the spot, and a strong bloody smell gushed out from the temple.

The morning light flowed into the temple along the gate, and the dire scene made the knight's pupils shrink.

The first thing that caught his eye was the body of Nan Zhongxu beside the door.

He had a broken leg and an arm, and the sword wounds on his body were insignificant. Blood flowed from his body into a river, but the sticky plasma had long since dried up.

Looking further ahead, there are four black-clothed corpses huddled together. They died simply, obviously killed quickly.

At the end, the knight's eyes fell on the only person in the temple who could breathe.

His facial features had been mutilated with blood, and he couldn't see his face clearly.His clothes were torn and his body was full of scars, including a knife wound, scratches from his fists and feet, and burns all over his body.

From the color of the chest and abdomen, the knight could tell that this person had suffered serious internal injuries. The right hand holding the sword was even more twisted, and the bones were shattered into pieces.

But even so, the sword was still tightly wrapped around his hand.

This person is still alive.

It may be that the morning light fell on his face, which revived this person. He raised his head and smiled at the knight, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"You guys are late..."

The knight's eyes were deep: "Ah, I was delayed a little by Ye Yu."

"So here is..."

"It's not a big deal."

The seriously injured Lu Ming raised his left hand with all his strength.

First, it pointed to the four corpses who died together.

"That's from the Tianzitang and Dizitang of the Sanxiang Gang."

The knight's gaze sank slightly, and he saw Lu Ming pointing to the door again.

"That's a member of the Pegasus Gang."

Finally, the knight turned his head again and looked at Lu Ming.

Then he saw Lu Ming pointing back at him: "And I am Lu Ming, the son of Lu Yao of the Three-phase Gang."

The knight's pupils shrank.

Lu Ming grinned.

"I killed them all."

"So now, you Black City Walled City can only talk to me."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ming's smile did not change, but he slowly closed his eyes.

The knight was silent for a few seconds before speaking suddenly.

"save him."

"Give him the best medicine for his wounds."

……

When Lu Ming woke up again, it was already dusk.

The dim sunlight was falling from the window, Lu Ming opened his eyes and looked around.

At this moment, he was lying on a low bed. The room was simple, with only a bed, a table and a chair, but it was clean and tidy, and the sheets and pillows smelled like sunshine.

The breeze blowing outside the window brought with it the sound of people.

This place is in the Daliang Mountains, in the Black City Walled City.

Lu Ming felt pain all over his body at the slightest movement, and the smell of medicine poured into the tip of his nose. It was bitter, but also mixed with the fragrance of vegetation.

"Good medicine."

Lu Ming spoke softly, and said again and again: "Did you hurt the foundation?"

After the voice fell, a cold male voice sounded from the chair.

"It didn't hurt the foundation of martial arts, but your internal injury needs to be cultivated."

"In half a year, you probably won't be able to practice martial arts, let alone fight with others."

Turning his gaze, he could see a strong man sitting on the chair at this moment.

The man was less than thirty years old, with a strong build and strong features. He was the leader of the three cavalrymen this morning.

Seeing Lu Ming glance over, the man nodded and said, "My name is Ying Fang."

"Oh, my name is Lu Ming."

"I knew your name was Lu Ming, but I didn't know that you, the recognized second generation ancestor of Xuanshui City, had good martial arts skills and could even fight to the death of Nan Zhongxu."

"Just luck."

Lu Ming wasn't low-key and modest. Nan Zhongxu was quite capable, even among eighth-rank warriors.

In tonight's battle with Nan Zhongxu, Lu Ming's hard power was completely insufficient, and he could only keep Nan Zhongxu in the death fighting beast cage with his sheer bravery - this battle cannot be replicated.

But victory is victory, and defeat is defeat!

The winner lives, the loser dies!

"But it's not important." Lu Ming said suddenly, and then asked the British side: "Where is your village master?"

Ying Fang got up and said: "Tomorrow morning, the village master will meet you, today you should recover from your wounds first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, when he came to the door, he said suddenly: "By the way, why didn't Song Laosan come this time?"

Hearing Song Laosan's name, the corners of Lu Ming's mouth suddenly curled up.

"He is dead. He died in a fight with the Pegasus Gang."

"Oh." Ying Fang frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "No wonder so many people showed up in the mountain temple last night, even people from the Pegasus Gang came. It turns out that the third child died..."

"But without the friendship of the third child, our business would be a mess."

Lu Ming did not look at Ying Fang, but just closed his eyes to rest, and said softly: "Yes, some nonsense. But I am here this time, and I think I should be able to come up with a plan that satisfies both of us."

Ying Fang said calmly.

"That's unlikely."

"Your father is dead, and the third child is also dead."

"The buyers and human relations of our business are all broken."

"Lu Ming, you have to know that this business doesn't have to be done with your three-phase help. There are many people in Xuanshui City who are very greedy."

Lu Ming remained silent.

There was a strange look in Ying Fang's eyes.

As he went out, he said in a soft voice: "So you'd better think carefully about what conditions you can offer to convince the village master."

"Don't waste the opportunity you have to risk your life this time."

……

Yingfang left, leaving Lu Ming alone in the room to recuperate.

After a long time, Lu Minggang slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was as deep as an abyss, as if he was thinking of the conversation he had with Yue Ya in the black market Yusha Tower yesterday.

"Sanxiang Gang Tianzitang, Song Laosan."

"What business is he in charge of in the Sanxiang Gang? Why does Yu Luocha value him so much?"

"I want to know everything about this man."

(End of this chapter)