Ni Chu

Li Feng stared at Meng Su coldly, he took out a piece of pure white linen from his arms, wiped the dagger lightly, then threw the linen aside, the river wind picked up the linen and blew it far away.

Li Feng pointed straight at Mengsu with a dagger in his hand, and said coldly: "I know you learned swordsmanship from Gai Nie, but you only learned it for three days. There are not many swordsmanship prodigy like Xiang Ye in the world. And I'm not Guan Yijian, you have no chance of defeating me!"

Meng Su shook the long sword in his hand, and the blade trembled. She shouted angrily: "Whether you win or not, let's see the truth under the sword!"

Before she finished speaking, she rushed towards Li Feng.

Seeing Mengsu rushing towards him, Li Feng turned over the dagger in his hand, and rushed towards Mengsu with the guard on his chest.

A master's fight is often just a matter of lightning and flint. After Meng Su rushed close to Li Feng, relying on the advantage that the blade was much longer than the opponent, the tip of the sword stabbed straight at Li Feng's heart.

Li Feng just smiled calmly, and slashed the dagger lightly upwards, trying to block Mengsu's stabbing sword one by one.

But when he cut out his short sword, something that surprised him happened. The long sword that Meng Su stabbed at his heart was not cut by his short sword. The long sword suddenly cut towards him at an extremely strange angle. waist.

Li Feng was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated, but Meng Su pursued him closely, stabbing and slashing with the long sword in his hand like a swift poisonous snake, drawing lines of light and shadow around Li Feng.

In a hurry, Li Feng gradually felt a little overwhelmed, and his sword posture gradually showed signs of being in a hurry.

"Chi!" The long sword in Meng Su's hand slashed at Li Feng's waist, and immediately cut a bloody mouth, and blood flowed out.

Li Feng didn't care about the wound on his waist, he slashed his short sword in front of him in a hurry, stepped back and jumped back, trying to escape from Mengsu's sharp sword.

He was defeated because he mistakenly thought that Mengsu and Xiang Ye practiced the same swordsmanship. Xiang Ye's swordsmanship was wide open and closed, and the sword was fierce. On the contrary, he took a tricky and light route, and the target did not necessarily point to the enemy's vital points. Therefore, when fighting Mengsu, Li Feng, who had already prepared to deal with the wide open and close swordsmanship, suffered a big loss when he was caught off guard.

With injuries on his body, his movements are not as fast as before, but he is not an ordinary swordsman after all, and his experience in battle is not comparable to that of Mengsu. Although his movements are a little slower, Mengsu can't kill him with a single sword.

"Chi!" There was another sound of a sharp blade cutting through the cloth, and Li Feng's shoulder was immediately scarred. He was very experienced and knew very well that if he continued to fight, he would definitely die under Mengsu's sword. .

Li Feng gritted his teeth and ruthlessly threw the dagger in his hand towards Meng Su.

Meng Su was about to thrust his sword towards Li Feng's chest, when he suddenly saw a flash of blue light, and hurriedly dodged sideways. At the moment she dodged, Li Feng stepped back quickly, turned around and ran wildly into the distance.

Meng Su raised his sword to chase after him, but at this moment Xiang Ye who was lying behind him suddenly let out a cry of pain, and she quickly stopped and turned back to Xiang Ye's side.

Slightly above Xiang Ye's right chest, blood was gushing out, completely soaking the clothes on his chest.The blood that had killed Zhao Tong's men before and Xiang Ye's own blood soaked his white clothes into black and red.

Xiang Ye clenched his teeth tightly, his face was like gold paper, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Meng Su pressed Xiang Ye's chest in a hurry, and blood flowed out from her fingers.

"Don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me." Two soybean-sized teardrops fell on Xiang Ye's chest, and Meng Su pressed hard on the wound on Xiang Ye's chest, crying Shouted: "Don't die! You promised to send me to the Xiang family in Jiangdong. If you die, what will I do? Don't sleep, open your eyes and see me!"

Meng Su shouted loudly, but Xiang Ye closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth tightly, and didn't intend to open his eyes at all.

"Don't sleep, get up!" Meng Su cried and opened his bloody palm and slapped Xiang Ye's face a few times. These slaps were very heavy, but Xiang Ye still didn't respond at all, and he was still lying on the ground. Where did he close his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, his face covered with bright red blood stains.

"Pfft!" With a low muffled sound, a small bundle fell on Xiang Ye's chest, and Mengsu hurriedly opened the bundle, only to find a small jar as thick as a bamboo tube inside.

She pulled out the burlap that was stuffed on top of the jar, and a scent of plants and the smell of blood on Xiang Ye's body entered her nose.

"Sanqi!" Seeing the smashed leaves in the clay pot, Mengsu quickly raised his head and looked at the place where the burden was thrown.

A wet figure dangled among the rocks, and disappeared in front of Mengsu's eyes in an instant.

Panax notoginseng is an extremely precious medicinal material. Because it likes the climate of warm winter and cool summer, it is not distributed in the Qin Dynasty. It is only produced in small quantities in the southern barbarians.Generally, the innovative medicine for hemostasis uses Panax notoginseng as the main raw material, supplemented with angelica, jujube bark, etc., stir-fried separately, and then ground and mixed together, which is very effective for wound hemostasis.

After getting Panax notoginseng, Meng Su didn't have time to think about it, and quickly tore off the clothes on Xiang Ye's chest, took out a handful of emerald green crushed leaves from the clay pot, and evenly wiped it on the wound.

The blood flowed too fast, and the sanchi that had just been smeared was quickly washed away by the blood, and Mengsu had to grab another handful and press tightly on the wound.

After a while, the flowing blood finally stopped.Meng Su took out a handful of broken leaves from the clay pot with bloody hands and stuffed them into Xiang Ye's mouth.

Mengsu, who grew up in the army, knew very well that Panax notoginseng is not only a holy medicine to stop bleeding, but also the best way to replenish blood.

Seeing that Xiang Ye's bleeding had stopped, his face also looked a little better.Mengsu tied his sword around his waist together with his own, and bent over to lift Xiang Ye up on his back.

Xiang Ye, who had passed out, was as heavy as a dead pig. Fortunately, Mengsu practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he has a solid foundation in physical strength, and the two are about the same height, so it doesn't seem very difficult to carry him on his back.

Xiang Ye himself was heavy, and there was no light to carry on the long journey, Mengsu carried Xiang Ye on his back along the river bank for more than ten miles, and gradually felt a little overwhelmed.

Just when she was about to put Xiang Ye down and take a breath, a small boat on the river bed not far away appeared in her field of vision with the ups and downs of the flowing water.

Seeing the small boat, Meng Su's feet suddenly regained strength, and she walked towards the small boat with Xiang Ye on her back.

Watching mountains and running dead horses, watching boats is also running dead people.The place where the boat is located doesn't look very far away, but it doesn't look like that when walking.

Meng Su walked along the bank of the river with Xiang Ye on her back. When she was approaching the small boat, due to being too tired and approaching the destination, her spirit was a little relaxed, and her will finally Unable to support her tired body, her eyes gradually blurred, "Peng" fell to the ground and passed out, and Xiang Ye, who was carried on her back, fell asleep on her body.

When Mengsu opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was the thatched roof. She turned her head to take a closer look at the surrounding environment, but her lips stuck to a person's face.

Mengsu was taken aback, got up quickly, and was about to raise his hand to hit the person lying beside him, when he lowered his raised fist again.

Xiang Ye was lying on the straw mat with his eyes closed. All his clothes had been stripped off, and his naked body was covered with a thin layer of rags like fishing nets.The blood stains on his face had been wiped clean, his face was very serene, his chest heaved slightly, and his face also turned slightly rosy.

Meng Su breathed a long sigh of relief. As soon as she relaxed, she suddenly became tense as if remembering something, and quickly lowered her head to look at herself.

After looking at her body, she was relieved. The slightly blood-stained clothes on her body were still in good condition, and no one had taken them off.

Meng Su lowered his body and stretched out his hand to gently wipe Xiang Ye's face. At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps behind him.

When the footsteps gradually approached, she jumped up with a "thump", and put on a fighting posture towards the person walking behind.

The person who came over was holding a clay basin with half of the hole missing, Mengsu's reaction startled him, his hands trembled, and the basin almost fell to the ground.

"My lord, the old man just wants to wash the blood stains on your companion's body." The one holding the clay basin is an old man with white beard and hair. Meng Su put on a fighting posture, which made him tremble with fright, and his lips couldn't help but twitch when he spoke. shivering.

Meng Su looked the old man up and down vigilantly, and saw that the old man's head was full of white hair, and the hair was pulled into a bun in a random way, and it was placed crookedly on the top of his head.There are still some grass roots stuck to the strands of snow-white beard.

Meng Su put away the prepared posture, stood aside, bowed to the old man and said: "I was attacked by a strongman on the way down, and I was already frightened. I heard someone behind me, so I was naturally cautious. It's no surprise to disturb the old man!"

The old man nodded in horror, he seemed to want to return the gift to Mengsu, but he was holding a basin in his hand and couldn't do it, so he was flustered and didn't know what to do.

"Excuse me, old man, wash the blood off my elder brother's body." Mengsu made a gesture of invitation to the old man, and stood by the wall to observe his every move.

Along the way, she and Xiang Ye experienced a lot. Even Li Feng, the number one swordsman in front of Li Youzhang, suddenly became a Hun. She couldn't think of anyone else who could be trusted.

The old man was holding water and knelt beside Xiang Ye. He took out a wet cloth from the basin, twisted it slightly until it was half dry, and gently wiped around Xiang Ye's wound.

After wiping off the blood stains around Xiang Ye's wound, the old man raised his head and looked at Mengsu and asked, "Young Master, can I wipe his body for this Young Master? He will feel refreshed after wiping his body."