Sealing Knife

The sound of wind, cries, breaking the air.

Halberd, scimitar, fire crossbow arrow.

The military camp was in chaos, ambushing from all sides.

Ye Fusheng felt he could not run far.

Sun Minfeng hadn't given much time limit. He has suffered a lot of internal force in recent days, and he is reluctantly supported by the medicine left by the other party. But when the medicine stone is exhausted, it can be considered a pity if he can drag it to tomorrow.

He is wounded and will break his blood as he runs away, so although he runs fast, people are getting colder and colder, and Amanda leads people to catch up, but Ye Fusheng's speed is getting slower and slower.

A crossbow bolted with a long rope at the end, like a tarsal maggot, will follow. Once it is hit by it, the person below will grab the rope and pull him off. Ye Fusheng's only luck was that he didn't know who put a big fire in the rear, which not only disrupted the enemy's position, but also caused the wind to help the fire, hindering the archer's accuracy, and Seridan also left early, not at the scene .

But he could no longer run.

In front of him, he finally fell into darkness, and his ears were all buzzing. Ye Fusheng shook his feet, barely avoiding a crossbow arrow shot at the vest, but missed from the foothold. The whole person slipped from the flagpole and fell down.

Hundreds of crossbows and arrows were all directed at the falling people, and Amansha's sun wheel also broke out. Hundreds of alien soldiers stood under the sword, making Ye Fusheng nowhere to escape.

The flagpole was several feet off the ground. When Ye Fusheng fell, he felt that the strong wind was shaving like a knife, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, so that he could not make any sound except breathing in a **** air.

Jinghong's wing was only a moment away, but Ye Fusheng felt that this time was too long.

It is said that the death of a person is the life of a lifetime, and it is also a thought.

The half-life time calendar is in sight, and six desires and seven emotions circulate in a hurry.

Ye Fusheng's soul seemed to float out of Qiqiao. At this moment, it seemed that Wen Chenzhong and Drums had shattered the dream of red heart, and finally returned to the body, waiting for the end of a blood splashing yellow sand.

However, after all, he did not pass through the arrow, nor did he fall to the ground and bleed.

He was like a yellowish leaf, falling from the bare treetops, the wind blurred his ears, and the darkness obscured his sight. He could only cast a net to the three-foot loess, but he was held up before the ground and tossed three times. Block the lost flying arrows, and firmly in his arms.

Ye Fusheng couldn't see anything clearly, and no sound could be heard in his ears. The breath of blood and fire filled the nasal cavity, chest and lungs. He could only feel a heartbeat like a drum behind him, and three or four drops of water fell on his forehead, sliding down his face. Down.

It's blood and sweat.

When the drops of water slipped across her lips, Ye Fusheng suddenly opened her mouth and licked her tongue like a child. Then she whispered, "Aya ..."

The answer was a kiss, almost fiercely urgent, but he didn't bite him.

The moment the lips and teeth opened, a cold, almost cold liquid poured in with a strong **** smell, and Ye Fusheng's already blurred consciousness suddenly woke up, instinctively wanting to vomit, but was suppressed by the other party irresistibly, The blood was drunk indefinitely.

After pouring the blood, Ye Fusheng suddenly coughed, and one hand was suffocating behind his back, while the other hand shattered the porcelain bottle, and the black pill inside was stuffed into his mouth, and he passed by mouth again. In the past, all the possibility of vomiting was sealed with his tongue, even though his lips were bitten by this moment.

A line of fresh hot blood slipped into the cavity, and Ye Fusheng suddenly stopped moving. He loosened his teeth and barely suppressed his inner breath, and finally accepted the pill from the other side, feeling that it was under the esophagus, and fell together with the heart he lifted. Go down.

Make sure he swallowed the medicine, Chu Xiwei was relieved, and moved his palm to Ye Fusheng Dantian, spent a pure internal force to help him push the medicine, and at the same time lowered his head and said in his ear: "Master, I Come on, you sleep for a while. "

"I ..." Ye Fusheng leaned against his chest, rubbing his head against his neck by feeling that his voice was very soft, "I'm afraid of falling asleep ... it's over."

Chu Xiwei was silent for a moment, using his chin to touch the top of his head, the expression on his face was so soft that it was unbelievable, and he said warmly: "No, you are too tired, sleep for a while ... when you wake up, everything is fine."

When did this little rabbit learn to lie?

Ye Fusheng wanted to laugh a little, but he really had no energy. Think about it, Chu Xiwei hasn't fooled him since he was young, even more so at this time.

At this moment, he was like a boat drifting for too long, and finally found his port under the Mingyue Bridge. Ups and downs for half a life, all the grievances and enmities of the whole life, when the breeze blows, with the fallen leaves returning to the mud, the eyes are full of Ronghua, and he only needs to close his eyes gently and have a sweet dream, waiting for the dawn.

So, he fell asleep in Chu Xiwei's arms, leaning on the shoulder like a pillow, and the corner of his mouth slowly fell back, still smiling.

A dream of reincarnation, a life and death, a double wish, a life of two people.

Chu Xiwei gently kissed the corner of his mouth, his eyes slowly lifted up, his eyes were almost covered with bloodshot eyes, but his pupils were so dark.

Ye Fusheng couldn't see, and naturally didn't know how embarrassed he was in his arms.

Days and nights, day and night hardships, borrowing from the sky, pretending to seize the road ...... In between, every bit of the blood and sweat will open the way, even if the iron hits, I am afraid that it will become a pool of mud.

But Chu Xiwei always straightened his spine straight, and did not slow down his feet for a moment, lest he could not be faster, and he was most afraid of losing everything.

Fortunately, he caught up.

He carefully embraced the person in his arms with his sweat-stained hands, just like the deserted traveler holding the last pot of water. It was irrelevant to others, but he was the most important in his life.

"Kay ... who are you ?!"

In fact, Amanda had seen this man from the horse when he ordered the arrow to be released, but the other party was wearing a familiar armor, and the surroundings were light and dark, and he had a wrong look for a while, but he did not expect the other party to come to rescue of.

She has never seen such quick light work, such a sharp knife, such a person who is not afraid of death.

He jumped up from the horse, caught in the rain from the sky, almost stepped on the first crossbow and blocked it in front of the man. With internal force turned into a sword gas, the split wind created a wind wall by force, and hundreds of powerful crossbow arrows were opened stiffly, and a few of them were slightly off the target, and they passed by Chu Xiwei. When he fell back on horseback, he didn't touch the person in his arms.

A stream of blood meandered down from the cracked tiger's mouth, and Chu Xi raised his hand to his lips and gently licked the blood off like a bruised beast. His helmet had fallen at the moment of life and death, and his black hair danced wildly when the fire was gone. The mask belonging to Ye Fusheng was stained with Chu Xiwei ’s unique sense of coolness, and the corner of his mouth was hooked into a sharp blade. A word: "With you, ask who I am?"

As soon as the word "Who" started, Amanda felt a flower in front of her. She instinctively retreated into the archer formation, and at the same time, Rihanna hurriedly slashed in front of her body. Both the Japanese wheel and the sword and axe emptied.

An unprecedented sense of fear hit the top of the head from the bottom of the foot, and Amanda suddenly entered the cold behind the hair, and immediately the hair was directly under the head, thinking about it with a backhand. 'S head was severed from it, and plasma sprayed her face.

At the same time, Amanda's pupils shrank, seeing Seridan came from the opposite horse, the horseshoes galloped, the bow in his hand, the arrow came out of the string, and he was heading towards her!

He is going to kill her! A Manda was shocked all over, too late to think about it, he would jump off with a kick, but felt the wind rising behind him, mixed with a sharp cry, like a wild bird roaring in the sky.

Jinghong Sword-Broken Goose!

Seridan saw Amanda flying towards herself, but did not reach out to pick it up. Instead, she turned sideways and let her pass.

He didn't want to save, but only half of them flew here.

Broken Yan's knife, from the right waist to the left shoulder, is very similar to the wound on Ye Fusheng's back, except that Chu Wei's knife is faster and his hands are more ruthless.

The blood mist filled, Chu Xiwei flew and retreated back to the right. Ye Fusheng, who was holding in his left hand, did not even touch the blood. Only a blood line appeared in the corner of his eye, and a thin vermilion crawled over the pale face. Ruidan faced the wound left by an arrow.

At that time, Chu Xiwei held Ye Fusheng in one hand and cut Amanda straight with a knife. The arrow of Seridan was not so much a kill as it was to force him to return and let Amanda go, but did not expect Chuxi Retreating slightly, only leaning his head sideways to protect Ye Fusheng, his right hand was frightened and his castration continued unabated.

If one arrow is lost, a death sentence will be sentenced.

Seridan approached the horse, looked at Chu Xiwei's **** knife, and swept the slit under his eyes, frowning: "Zhongyuan, who are you?"

Chu Xiwei knew that his mask had been broken by the arrow without touching it. He stood alone and surrounded himself, but he was not at all stunned. He only looked at Seridan up and down, peeping at the damaged blood on the other side, sneering. Suddenly: "It's a bit of a skill to get out of my battle ... But don't people who have the ability want to come?"

Seridan's face was cold. He was previously ordered to meet Kaino. He saw the team trekking at the outpost five miles away from the big camp. The clothing was the same, and the leading "Kaino" was like this. It was agreed to blow the bone whistle of the Burial Soul Palace, which allowed the sentry to open the barriers smoothly.

Unexpectedly, this move actually led the wolf into the room. When Seridan and the "Kaino" short soldiers intersected, they discovered that there was a face of the Central Plains under the helmet!

Chu Xiwei's heart is Ye Fusheng, and he naturally has no intention of fighting. The thousands of subordinates he brought are all good players. After taking this, he can advance and retreat, so he divides his troops into three groups. The "Scorpion" dark guest besieged Seridan. He brought another dark feather killer to the alien camp through the obstacle.

Seridan's natural mentality is not good, and his archery superior whip technique is not weak, if he talks about marching in battle, he is not afraid at all, but the "magic scorpion" Zeng is the killer of Zhao Bingmo, who has been out of control for many years. Dao was very familiar, and even lined up to fend off his soldiers. When Seridan finally took his confidant out of the encirclement, he saw the corpses spread across the ground, and the fortress had changed. He could only quickly leap back and head towards the camp, hoping to catch up with Chu Xiwei.

It is a pity that it is a step late.

"Pretending to pass the customs, setting fire to the camp, you Central Plains ... but you will touch the fish in muddy water." Seridan's pair of mandarin ducks eyes are completely frozen, "Since you have such a skill, why hide your head and hurt your back?"

Chu Xiwei was too lazy to respond to him, his eyes swept around. At this time, the big camp was chaotic, but because Seridan returned to the horse, a large wave of foreign soldiers had come to this side, and he had to take Ye Fusheng by himself. , Is indeed a bit tricky.

What's more, although Ye Fusheng took the antidote, he had to be settled soon after he was injured after a long time of poisoning.

When the thought turned, Chu Xiwei pulled out the strap to remove the breastplate to protect Ye Fusheng, and tied it with his backhand in front of his chest, and freed his left hand to grab a lance that stabbed himself from the back. With a leg in the belly, he rushed directly to Seridan-the most difficult to get, but the shortest way out.

Seridan did not expect the opponent to be fierce at this point. The bow and arrow are longer than the long attack but shorter than the melee. The two have been bullied in the blink of an eye. He can only abandon the bow and draw a knife, facing the Chu Xiwei spear.

As a "wolf head", not only is the archery superior, the martial arts are also superior, Seridan's knife is not slender, but rather very heavy, but it is made into an approximate serpentine shape, and a tick is like a venomous snake. Six attacks and four defenses in a row, stabbing, hacking, chopping, crushing, rushing and rushing, knife to knife!

Chu Xiwei's mouth twitched suddenly.

Seridan saw Shi Shitian's shock before him, knowing that he was better than the sword, but he didn't know that although the sword was the beginning of Chu Wuwei, it was not the end of him.

—— "The masters of all my generations who practiced" Qilu Jing "in the Hundred Ghost Gates all used the merits of the houses and the knowledge of Xiaobaidao, but they did not have the essentials. In the middle, "Qilu Jing" is always overwhelmed by "Qiangong Gong" and "Wujiu Gong", my master has long been indignant about this, and the whole life of the poor has gone further on the basis of the eight layers of "Qilu Jing" "Going to the Heart" ... "

—— "Righteous Father, what is" Going to the Sea "?"

—— "The water of the world is more than the sea, Wanchuan is satisfied (Note). Why is it so? But, let him understand his meaning, understand his heart, so that he knows what he knows and removes his meal. Its essence. Viewing oneself like the sea, seeking common ground while reserving differences, is the result of all methods. "

Chu Xi's lips fell back, and his eyes were cold. Seridan faced with his four eyes, and suddenly he was frightened.

The tip of the gun is colder than this gaze!

The martial arts often said, "The stick sweeps a large film, and the gun picks a line." However, the Qin Family's 36-way lock dragon gun is different from this.

Due to the early death of Beixia Qin Hebai, the Dragon Lock Gun passed only 33 strokes. However, in the case of Northern Xinjiang, Qin Lanshang received 37 letters from Ruan Feiyu. After reading 37 years of ups and downs, he also found A 36-page gun spectrum hidden in the mezzanine of stationery.

Nanru Ruan Feiyu Bo Wenqiangji, who had intersect with Qin Hebai, had seen his performances hundreds of times, and had long seen the 36-point shooting method in his eyes. Although he had not learned it in his life, he remembered it Familiar with the heart. After the case of Qin Gong, Ruan Feiyu wrote a gun chart with a simplified diagram to illustrate the essentials. This book was just a solace, but he did not expect to see the descendants of the Qin family before his death. Naturally, he did not have to carry this gun chart with his life Into the yellow earth, to avoid the dragon sling from the swan song.

After all, Qin Lanshang was young, and the last three strokes included the changes of the first 33 roads. She really asked Chu Xiwei for something she did n’t understand. Over time, even if Chu Xiwei did n’t deliberately practice, it was because of The "War Classic" Wudian knows all about it, and finally comes in handy.

One person drove a horse, and a dragon swam out of the water to fight in a square. Seridan has fought several times with the Central Plains generals, but he has never encountered such a difficult and fierce shooting method. The soft move is like a dragon circling to contain the difficult to escape, and the hard attack is like the evil dragon's claws. The horses are almost integrated, the horses are striding fast, people are making continuous moves, and the guns are critical. They almost lock Seridan's offensive in front of him and empty doors behind him. In his eyes, he feels that they are all circling in all directions, and they are almost dizzy!

The interracial soldiers around were also dazzled!

The battle situation was anxious, Chu Xiwei took the footsteps of Seridan again and again, the archer did not dare to move his mouse, the blade of the horse-cutting horse was also difficult to catch the truth between the horseshoes, but at this time, the fire suddenly appeared in front of the camp, With the masterpiece of Jin Ge Iron Horse, the troops were stunned for a while, and then they heard the shouting of colleagues from the front: "The Chu army attacked the camp!"

Seridan's heart was shaken, and the short knife held the spear that was pressed down. If he hadn't been sitting on his own, he might have fallen into the ground three inches. However, this force was too great, which caused the horse to hurt. It was already out of control.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and screamed together: "Don't worry about me, let go of arrows!"

In an instant, hundreds of bowstrings stretched and loosened, and hundreds of arrows broke through the air, and Seridan clasped the gun body with a scimitar, lying on his back on the horse's back, trying to hold Chu Xiwei to take action.

When the arrows hit, the momentary delay is the difference between life and death!

However, Chu Xi let go slightly.

He slapped a heavy shot at the gun handle. The spear brought Seridan's body out of balance and fell off the horse. At the same time, he hugged Ye Fusheng and leaned to the side of the horse's belly. He used two tall horses to make a meat shield!

After the first wave of arrow rain, although Seridan escaped, he was hit by a number of triumphs. Chu Xi snorted and pulled out the arrow embedded in the calf, between the horse corpses falling down. He jumped up and landed firmly on the horse of an alien cavalry, with one hand clasping the other's arm, throwing his life off the horse.

He no longer loves to fight, taking advantage of this opportunity to take the horse by the way, stepping over the road guards, rushing into the rear fire camp, riding the dust in the night of the fire!

"Head Wolf, we ..."

Seridan got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and reluctantly looked at the direction of the disappearance of the two men. His fists were loose and tight. After all, the overall situation was serious, and he said: "A team of people catch up, do n’t be hard The battle is clear, and the rest go with me to fight against the enemy! "

"Yes!"

"..."

How did this box fight, and Chu Xiwei had nothing to do with it.

He hugged Ye Fusheng to the rear of the camp and drove back and forth without any fear, no matter whether it was an arrow or a halberd, the flesh was sharpened, and the long front quenched the blood, until Chu Xiwei finally rushed into the battle circle of his subordinates. I felt pain all over my body, almost exhausting my energy.

The scarred horse fell to the ground and died. Chu Xiwei hugged the man and almost stumbled. Fortunately, he hugged him tightly and supported his men in time.

He was unharmed in front of him, but his back seemed to be stricken with a thousand knives. When his subordinates helped him, he was almost unable to start. Fortunately, the wound looked scary, but it did not hurt the bones.

"Master, the Chu army attacked the camp. The battle ahead was too fierce. If we want to take the way from Yanming City back to the Central Plains, I am afraid ..."

"Turn around, go to Jiu Yao City!"

With a short breath, Chu Xiwei shook Ye Fusheng's hand a little, and he looked back at the sky red with the war and the chaotic barracks below. Chen Zawei finally turned into rusty **** lingering Not scattered.

Zeng Taoist country bones piled up, unbelieving the world is still clean. The hero has never been good, and the cause is unbearable.

He took a deep breath of blood, turned his horse back, and shouted, "Go!"

A group of people walked out of the camp into the jungle under the flames of the earth. At this time, the dark curtain of the sky lit a ray of light, as if the sword torn the sky, and the warmest glow was shed.

The cold and dark night was stained with warm colors by the morning light, the clouds disappeared, and the dark clouds were stained. The red sun spewed out from the mist. It seemed to be able to dispel all the darkness and treachery in the world.

Chu Xiwei embraced Ye Fusheng with one hand. The man was tired for too long. At this time, he slept unknowingly in his arms. He didn't find the smile on the corner of his mouth, but rubbed his dirty hair top, clenched the reins in one hand, and led a group of ghosts behind him from the night to dawn, not to extinguish for the ultimate splendor of the gray fly, only for the extinction after a long death Chu Fengsheng.

Aoshan Araki said:

Note: From "Zhuangzi · Autumn Water"