From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 34: Severely injured and dying; Fusang appears for the first time (please read it later)
"Get away! Get away!"

The soldiers on duty at the camp gate wanted to step forward to stop them, but the sharp edge of the sword made everyone tremble with fear, and no one dared to step forward to block it!

The war horse rushed out of the gate, and the view ahead suddenly became clear.

The vast land is endless, and in the dark night you can't see your hand in front of you.

Excellent natural cover!
Captain Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth gradually curling up.

Although they didn't know why their "business" was exposed, at least they escaped, and took with them hundreds of taels of silver accumulated over the years. They can still live a very comfortable life in another place!

The sky is high and the birds are free, from now on he will be free and at ease!
drive!
Thinking of this, Zhang Lubing felt even more fortunate.

But suddenly, the sound of horse hooves in his ears became chaotic and numerous.

His instinct from years of fighting made him realize that something was wrong instantly, and he turned his head slightly.

I was surprised to see a cold light coming like thunder!

Clang!
As soon as Zhang Lubing raised his sword, he was knocked over by the heavy force and fell heavily off his horse.

"Wu Fengdeng!"

He quickly staggered to his feet, his eyes wide open, and let out a low roar like a wild beast.

"Grandpa is here."

Wu Fengdeng jumped off his horse, holding the tail of his spear and struck with a phoenix chop.

Zhang Lubing was well aware of the severity of his spear skills and did not dare to confront him head-on, so he had to retreat a few steps.

Threads of blood and energy gushed out from his heart, making his face look hideous.

"I was defeated by you last time, so today is a good time to take revenge on both my old and new grudges!"

Having advanced to the late stage of the Leather Refining Realm, he was full of confidence. He immediately threw off his bag and rushed forward with a sword in hand.

Dangdang Dangdang!
In the dark night, the sound of swords and guns continued, and flames splashed, illuminating two pairs of fierce eyes.

"I knew you had bad intentions. You were the one who caused this incident!"

"Let me guess, it must be you who secretly hid Xie Mengchang's accounts and gave them to Zhao Tiande, right?"

"Otherwise, we were hiding so well, how could we be exposed just like that?"

"Wu Fengdeng, you think you are a saint and an honest official, don't you? You are so conceited, your heart is as high as the sky, but your life is as fragile as paper!"

Zhang Lubing hacked and chopped and roared, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"Since you are so ungrateful, I will clean up the mess for Master Xu."

"Come die!"

His face flushed, he roared, and clenched the sword with both hands and chopped down with all his strength!

Cut the mountain!

This is the fatal sword technique he learned after he was promoted to the later stage. The power contained in it is enough to break rocks if it is a small skill and split mountains if it is a big skill.

Kill with force!

Boom~bang!

However, he didn't expect that the moment his sword touched the spear, a strange force suddenly emerged like a prehistoric beast, directly knocking his sword away.

Then the gun shot out like a dragon and pierced his chest.

Blood spurted out and the world became quiet.

Zhang Lubing collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth, quickly staining his chin and neck red.

"You have a lot of little words."

Wu Fengdeng shook off the blood on the gun, glanced at him indifferently, and turned to leave.

"Wu... Wu Fengdeng... don't... don't be so proud..."

Zhang Lubing stared at him with blood spurting out of his mouth, still mumbling something.

"I... I remember... you have a wife... her name is... her name is Jiang Qiyu... hehe... you just wait... to collect her body..."

Wu Fengdeng raised his eyes when he heard that, and then his heart was shocked.

broken!

Xu Tailai and Wang Hu have not been caught yet!

He quickly jumped on his horse and rushed straight towards home.

drive! drive!
The feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, disturbing his breathing a little. The reason why he chose to go along with Xu Tailai and others and did not hand in the accounts immediately after finding them was because he was afraid of being retaliated by them.

Especially Jiang Qiyu's side is even more dangerous!

I just learned from Zhang Lubing that they have guessed that the arrest tonight was because the accounts were leaked. Even if they didn't do it, they would still put the hatred on themselves.

He was the one who killed Xie Mengchang!
"Damn it, damn it!"

Wu Fengdeng gritted his teeth and cursed, his legs constantly squeezing the horse's belly.

Soon he rushed into the official road in the city, and after turning a few corners, the courtyard finally appeared at the end of his sight.

There was still some fire.

Wu Fengdeng's heart skipped a beat and he jumped off his horse and stumbled through the gate.

"Jiang Qiyu!"

The smell of blood hit me in the face.

The bright red blood spread along the gullies in the yard, slowly drowning the hope in Wu Fengdeng's heart.

His vision trembled as he moved upwards. In the pool of blood, Jiang Qiyu was lying quietly. His linen-colored clothes were stained dark red by the blood, and a hideous scar on his abdomen was shocking.

Dangdang~
The spear fell to the ground and Wu Fengdeng's legs became so weak that he could not stand.

"Pray for rain..."

Next to her stood a tall figure holding a knife.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face that looked intimidating without even being angry, and half of his face was covered in bright red blood. It was none other than Wang Hu.

pat~
The long knife in his hand was still dripping with blood, and the cold light from the blade reflected Wu Fengdeng's grim face.

He glanced at her coldly, then jumped up, climbed over the wall and disappeared.

Wu Fengdeng subconsciously raised his gun and wanted to chase after her, but looking at the dying Jiang Qiyu, he gave up the idea of ​​revenge without a second thought and rushed to her side.

"Pray for rain! Pray for rain!"

He called out while checking her injuries.

However, Wu Fengdeng felt increasingly sad.

The wound had already penetrated Jiang Qiyu's body, damaging many of his internal organs, and causing so much blood loss that it would be extremely difficult to treat even in modern times, not to mention in ancient times.

I am still late.

Wu Fengdeng suddenly felt suffocated, and with chattering teeth he stroked Jiang Qiyu's little face.

"Pray for rain..."

"Feng, Feng..."

She suddenly sensed Wu Fengdeng's call, and her thin lips closed gently.

"I, I, don't want to... die..."

"You won't die, you won't die!"

Wu Fengdeng frantically took off his coat and tried to cover the wound on her abdomen.

But she had already lost too much blood, and even if the wound was stopped, the life force in Jiang Qiyu's body was still very slight.

Like a candle in the wind, it may go out at any time.

pat~
Just when Wu Fengdeng was about to lose heart, suddenly a black object fell from his arms.

I subconsciously lowered my head and saw a palm-sized piece of wood falling into a pool of blood. The blood instantly rushed towards the honey like a bee, actively approaching it, and then being absorbed.

This is the fragment of the walking stick of the undead old man.

Wu Fengdeng was stunned, and unconsciously recalled that he had seen this wood able to absorb blood when he fought with it. Later he also found a whole set of martial arts formulas in it.

This must not be an ordinary thing. I wonder if it can be used to save her life.

Wu Fengdeng hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind to try it out!
All the wood chips were turned out and thrown into the blood, and the scarlet blood began to be absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just three breaths, the ground was clean.

"Refine the spirit of qi and blood, and feed the body. The blood is at its extreme, and the qi is at its yin. When the blood is pure yang, there is too little yin..."

Wu Fengdeng muttered the above mental method to himself, and then, as if he had an epiphany, he broke all the wood chips into foam bit by bit and fed them into Jiang Qiyu's mouth.

(End of this chapter)