Fish swimming around the world

With Cao Ying's company, Master Jiang attracted a lot of attention, and people were envious, jealous and hateful. However, many people already knew that this young man was the Northern Ci Saint who took blood to prolong his life, so even if they were unhappy, they could only sigh helplessly.

When Jiang Fan and others returned to the post station, they unexpectedly found that the guards stationed inside and outside the door had been withdrawn. I don't know if the King of Wei was relieved about them or what.

In the next few days, Master Jiang completely let himself go, wandering around the red-light district every day, spending money like water, and his identity was very popular in brothels and wine shops, so he was considered to have a reputation in Jian'an City.

On this day, Jiang Fan wanted to go out and fool around as usual, but was pestered by Cao Ying, claiming that there were some things he didn't buy on the shopping that day, and he had to let Jiang Fan accompany her for another trip today.

Helplessly, he took Ding Shaoan and Nangong Xin with him, and the four of them went out again. Nangong, the smart groom, drove the carriage he bought last time directly.

However, soon after they walked onto the street, there was a sudden commotion in front of them, and the crowd shouted and dodged to the sides.

I saw a team of knights wearing animal skins, which were very different from the Chinese, galloping on the street and rushing towards them.

People and horses were thrown to the ground on the street, many stalls were knocked down, and many people fell in panic, making a mess. An old man was unable to dodge, and he was knocked over with his cart, holding his legs and screaming. Another girl holding a candied haws seemed to be stunned, and was about to be hit and bleed on the spot. Fortunately, Ding Shaoan jumped up in one step, picked up the girl in a flash and rolled to the side.

Nangong Xin frowned and hurriedly drove the carriage to avoid it, but it was still a little late. The first knight saw that the road was blocked and immediately swung his whip towards Nangong Xin.

Nangong Xin was unable to dodge and was hit hard on the shoulder. The knight cursed in his mouth, and it seemed that he was still angry, and swung the whip to whip again. But Ding Shaoan cut off the whip with one knife.

Immediately, the knights reined in their horses.

"How dare you!" The first man spoke in a lame voice, "I am the special envoy of the Northern Frontier, you are looking for death!"

After that, he took off his scimitar and pointed it at Ding Shaoan.

"Barbarians from the Northern Frontier?" Jiang Fan frowned, looking at the mess around the knights, feeling unhappy, and immediately said to Ding Shaoan: "Chop him off for me!"

Facing the alien race, Ding Shaoan did not hesitate at all and directly drew out his short knife.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed as a Wei official rode up from behind: "Stop! Stop it all!"

The official hurriedly came up and reined in his horse: "Stop it all! Who are you? How dare you block the way of the special envoy of the Northern Frontier?"

Jiang Fan said coldly: "It's just a barbarian from the Northern Frontier. He is a Wei official. Not only did you not restrain him, but you accused us. Do you have any shame?"

He made the accusation, and the people around him cheered.

"How dare you!" The man pointed his whip at Jiang Fan: "You young man, I am the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple of Wei State, and I have been ordered to receive the special envoy from the northern border. Can I bear the blame for delaying the important matter?"

Jiang Fan waved his hand impatiently: "Don't yell at me here, I am not your Wei countryman. If you dare to ride a horse in front of me again, I will chop you all!"

The man said coldly: "Who are you? Since you are not a citizen of the Great Wei, how dare you be so presumptuous here!"

Jiang Fan said: "You have lost the face of the people of the Great Wei. You are an official. You watched the barbarians bully our own people in broad daylight. If I were you, I would have drowned in a toilet long ago. Listen to me, young master Jiang Fan, I will take care of this matter today. Take these barbarians off the horse to apologize to the person who was hit just now and compensate for the medical expenses, otherwise I don't mind chopping you all together."

"Jiang Fan? Is it that Mr. Jiang?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Judging from his age and appearance, he is most likely the Northern Ci Saint who took blood to prolong his life. He is really a hot-blooded young man, and he scolded well!"

"Well scolded! Get off your horse and apologize!"

The people of Wei fundamentally regard the Northern Frontier barbarians who have been knocking on the border every year and causing great trouble. At this moment, although Jiang Fan is not a Wei person, he stood up for the Wei people, and people immediately responded with fists.

"You...you all, shut up!"

The Wei official's face flushed and he kept shouting.

"The peace talks in the Northern Frontier are a military and national event. If there is a delay, can you afford the blame?"

Jiang Fan sneered: "Don't talk about military and national events. The Northern Frontier barbarians have repeatedly knocked on the border, and the people on the border are living in poverty and suffering. Now they dare to be so arrogant and domineering in the capital of Wei. Not to mention the people of Wei, this young master can't stand it. Get off your horse and apologize. I only give you three breaths!"

"Well said! You must get off your horse and apologize!"

Jiang Fan spoke the voice of the people of Wei, and the crowd was excited for a while. The official couldn't control the situation immediately.

"You, you're looking for death!"

The barbarian leader suddenly drew out his scimitar and pointed it at Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan's face was unusually cold, and he just counted: "One..."

The barbarian leader laughed wildly: "The Wei people are all incompetent. I can kill ten weak scholars like you with one knife!"

Jiang Fan stared at him and continued: "Two..."

The barbarian leader waved his scimitar: "Warriors, whoever dares to stand in front of us, tear him to pieces!"

The Wei official's face turned blue and pointed at Jiang Fan: "Young man, don't make mistakes!"

Jiang Fan's voice was as cold as pearls: "Three! Kill Ding Shaoan!"

"Yes!" Ding Shaoan had never seen Jiang Fan like this, but he knew very well that Jiang Fan was determined to kill at this moment and would execute his orders no matter what, not to mention that he had no resistance to this order.

"Swish, swish, swish!" With a wave of his hand, several flying knives had been shot, and the four knights on the opposite side were caught off guard and fell off their horses.

At the same time, Ding Shaoan had already leaped up, as fast as a white light, and slashed at the other leader with a short knife.

The leader actually blocked Ding Shaoan's knife in a split second, but Ding Shaoan separated his hands, splitting the short knife in two. He grabbed the handle with his left hand and slashed the leader's neck with the knife. The leader's head fell to the ground, and blood rushed up from his chest.

It was indescribably fast. Jiang Fan had never seen Ding Shaoan slash like this. Since he decided to follow him, this was the first time Ding Shaoan had made a move, which showed that he had not used all his strength before.

The barbarian leader died, and the barbarian knights roared and rushed towards Ding Shaoan.

The next moment, the roof of the carriage driven by Nangong Xin exploded, and a masked man in red rose into the sky with a spear in his hand. The man was like a startled wild goose, and the spear was like a dragon. With a strike across the air, he pierced a knight and flew away.

The next moment, the masked man and Ding Shaoan joined hands to kill the knights. The two of them were amazing. In a short while, more than a dozen knights fell off their horses. The red-clothed masked man even pointed his gun at the knight who had just hit the old man, so that he dared not move rashly.

The battle came and went quickly. In the blink of an eye, the war horses fled and the knights died. The onlookers exclaimed and retreated a lot. The Wei official had already turned pale.

"You...you...caused a big disaster!" He said with trembling lips.

Ding Shaoan ignored him, holding the sharp short knife dripping with blood, slowly walked to the red-clothed masked man, glanced sideways, and then turned his eyes to the barbarian on the ground.

"My master has ordered to apologize!"