Datang Fenghua Road

Han Yue is not a fool either. Whether this person is an enemy or a friend, just by his aura, he knows that he is not an ordinary person.He glanced at Luo Jing'er from the corner of his eyes. Although the girl was waiting intently, there was no nervous expression on her face, and she was obviously not afraid of someone coming.

He felt relieved in his heart, turned his head and asked the man, "Who are you? Why did you come here when you appeared in this wilderness in the middle of the night?"

The big man strode a meteor, and he approached in a blink of an eye. He didn't answer Han Yue's question, his eyes swept over the corpses on the ground, and he said solemnly: "The spear pierces the heart, one shot at a time. Hey, it is often heard that the Luo family's marksmanship is the best. In the world, seeing it today really lives up to its reputation."

Luo Jinger didn't say a word, her eyes were like water without waves, and she stood quietly holding a gun.

Han Yue was on guard with a big knife in his hand, and asked again, "Your Excellency is here late at night, you're not here to appreciate the Luo family's marksmanship, right?"

"Of course not!" The big man shook his head slowly, raised his thick-backed machete, looked at Han Yue, and said, "A certain family was entrusted by the Lord, and came here to get something from the Marquis of Jingyang."

"Oh, I don't know what I got?" Han Yue asked back and laughed, "It won't kill me, right?" He was even more alert.

"No!" The big man shook his head again, pointed at the corpse on the ground, and said, "If they want to take your life, I'll take action when they arrest you, how could I wait until now."

Han Yue was startled: "Are you and these people a group?"

"Not bad!" The big man nodded, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and sighed: "I am the dark second leader in their mouths."

Han Yue was startled again: "Since you are their leader, why..."

"Why are you watching them die, right?" the big man said.

"Yeah, Luo Jing'er didn't come at that time. If you show up, I'm afraid the loan will already be done! Your subordinates won't die..."

An Er was silent, and his broad, rough hand gently rubbed the machete. After a long time, he suddenly sighed and said, "These people are not my subordinates."

Han Yue was stunned, he looked at An Er in doubt, but saw that the man's eyes were clear as water, obviously not lying.

"No doubt, I am indeed their leader, but they are not my subordinates." He glanced at Han Yue, then at Luo Jing'er, and suddenly said: "Jingyang Marquis, General Luo, I am here tonight to Get the IOU back, as for whether it's successful or not, let's see the real seal on our hands."

"After all, it's not about doing it!" Han Yue pouted in disdain, but was even more vigilant in his heart.

An'er ignored him, turned his eyes to Luo Jing'er, and said solemnly: "I've heard for a long time that the Luo family's marksmanship is invincible in the world, just now I was watching General Luo's shot in the bushes, and it was like a tiger descending the mountain, your martial arts have reached a state of perfection. Let's Once we fight, I am afraid that tonight will be the time when I am dead..."

Han Yue said: "I said brother, since you know that you are not an opponent, why are you fighting her?"

"Why do you want to fight?" An Er turned to look at him, and suddenly laughed at himself: "Maybe this is the dignity of a warrior..."

Luo Jing'er didn't say a word, her eyes were as clear as water, she slowly lifted the wind gun in her hand, and nodded at An Er.

An Er also had a solemn face, took a deep breath, and raised his thick-backed machete.

The two faced each other in silence, but the aura on their bodies kept soaring. This fight could be regarded as a duel among the world's top-notch experts. Although the two had not yet shot, there was a tragic aura in the air.

Han Yue's family knew about his own affairs, and he was definitely not able to participate in such a high-end battle. In order not to distract Luo Jinger, he slowly stepped aside.

The night wind is blowing, blowing the corners of the dark clothes.

The bright moon shines brightly, and Luo Jinger's jade face glows.

The two locked each other with their weapons, exchanged their energy, and rolled up a few leaves.

In the battle of masters, life and death are only on the line.An Er suddenly shouted, his feet stomped on the ground, and the whole person jumped high, the machete turned into a dazzling white light, and slashed at Luo Jinger.

The girl also screamed coquettishly, and with a wave of her jade hand, Leng Yuefeng fired a gun like a blue dragon sailing out to sea, and knocked away the sword with a "Zheng".Although she is a woman, she has amazing strength in her hands, breaking through An Er's saber with just one shot.Immediately after breaking the attack, he rubbed his body up, stabbing like raindrops with the tip of the spear, shining countless bright stars.

It was good for An Er to shout loudly. He struggled to wield a big knife to fight against the wind gun, but when he heard a clanging sound, the two fought dozens of times in the blink of an eye.Luo Jinger is worthy of being a natural military commander, the spear is powerful and heavy, but the spear is tricky and agile, and An Er gradually loses.

"The Luo family's marksmanship is really extraordinary..." An Er danced the sword tightly, except for the first attack, he took the lead, and he was kept pressed and beaten in the remaining dozens of fights.

"You're not too bad!" The girl shot like a dragon, and took the opponent's chest.

An Er waved the knife to block, and laughed: "If you can be praised by the world's number one master, you won't lose even if you die! General Luo, be careful, I'm going to make a trick..."

Although this person has been reduced to a slave by others, he has a martial artist in his heart.Every super master has his own dignity, even if he knows he is lost, he must strive to win.He vigorously swung the machete, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Eat my knife."

His face suddenly turned red, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and the internal energy of the whole body was condensed to pour into the big sword.

"Strike Huashan!" He shouted wildly, his whole body merged with the knife, and directly met Luo Jing'er's spear, like a warrior who saw death as if he were at home, like a moth flying towards the lights.

This knife almost exhausted the strength of An Er's whole body, and it was almost heroic that he would rather die than look back.Such a tyrannical sword, dazzling, dazzling and compelling, the kind of spirit that even though thousands of people have gone to me, even Han Yue couldn't help but admire him.

Boom!

The opening of the mountain knife and the wind gun were handed over, the vibrations were like thunder in the quiet night, and the forest was full of light.An Er was not Luo Jing'er's opponent after all, but he felt that a huge force from the big sword came back, straight to his internal organs, and instantly injured his internal organs.

The ear heard a muffled sound, and then a puddle of blood spurted out, but Luo Jinger blocked the machete and stabbed it out.

The blade of the gun was sharp, piercing his arm in an instant.

clang clang!

The machete in the back fell to the ground.

Chapter 57 Please drink my blood

"I lost!" An'er coughed up blood, he endured the severe pain in his left arm, and reluctantly praised: "It is worthy of the descendant of the Luo family gun, although General Luo is a woman, she is already young, it is not a loss to die in your hands! "

As soon as Luo Jinger put away the spear, the tip of the spear was stained with blood, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently, and said lightly: "I respect you for being a warrior, this time I will spare your life, you can go..."

"Let's go?" An Er smiled miserably: "If a certain family's mission fails, even if I go back, it will be difficult to return to my life, and the end will be extremely tragic. Since the end is already doomed, what is the harm in life and death? Although I am a slave, I still have the dignity of a warrior. I would rather die at the hands of General Luo than to be slaughtered by those despicable villains after returning home."

He begged for death wholeheartedly, his face was full of sadness, but a dignified and mighty man suddenly choked with tears: "It's just pity for my mother, I wonder if that person will let her go after a certain family dies."

Han Yue's heart moved, and he tentatively said: "Brother, I see you looking disappointed, could it be that this matter is still hidden?"

"Hidden heart?" An Er was stunned for a moment, looked at him hesitantly, and said with a wry smile: "People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes!"

"Let's hear it!" Han Yue's eyes flashed, he threw the long knife casually, and chuckled: "I respect a man like you the most in my life. Although we are in a hostile situation, we finally got to know each other, you If you have any regrets, please let me know, maybe I and General Luo can help..."

An Er was a little moved, nodded his head at Han Yue, and said: "There are rumors that the Marquis of Jingyang is a scumbag who sells his wife and buys jade. Today, he has a Mengchang style. The rumors are really not to be believed."

"Overwhelmed!" Han Yue waved his hand and said, "I just want to hear the story. I'm a little curious that a hero like you would actually work for others."

"Heroes?" An Er gave a wry smile and murmured: "It's the two characters that make me suffer!" He suddenly sighed, his eyes faintly painful: "I learned martial arts when I was young, and only Because of the envy of the life of a ranger, abandoning his family and business to indulge in the rivers and lakes, fighting with others every day, or drinking and having fun, wandering the Xiaoao mountains and forests, he is very high-spirited..."

Han Yue nodded and said, "The white horse is decorated with golden restraints, and it gallops to the northwest. If you ask who's family, you are a ranger. Hey, a ranger's life is free and unrestrained, and it is indeed desirable."

An Er glanced at him, and sighed in a low voice: "I advise Marquis Jingyang to get rid of this thought. You Xia looks relaxed and unrestrained, who knows the pain of his family?" His eyes suddenly turned red, and he said bitterly: "I just I hate myself for realizing it too late. Back then, I drank and sang as I wanted, treated the law as dung, and laughed at the world for being too affectionate. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, I fought with people in the downtown area of ​​Chang’an. I killed 13 people in a row. It was a catastrophe. Not only was the government hunted and wanted, but even the green forest had nowhere to hide. I fled for seven years. I dared not return to my family and could not see my relatives. In the end, I was arrested and sent to death row and sentenced to death. ..."

"Into death row? Then how did you get out?" Han Yue asked in confusion.

An'er's expression became more and more painful, his eyes were full of tears, and he was almost unable to speak: "It's my mother who went to beg someone! She was born in the branch of the Wang family, and she barely had some incense relationship with a lady of the master's family. After my accident, my mother continued to kneel. Please, pity her, the old man is already in his sixtieth year, but she has to give up her dignity and kneel to the dust, and have a child as unfilial as I am, it is really a desolate evening..."

Han Yue nodded slowly, and said sadly: "Pity the hearts of parents in the world, don't let the children know!"

An Er said bitterly: "My mother exchanged her dignity for my life and consumed the incense relationship between her and the Wang family. This matter is a debt of human kindness. I hate that someone from the Wang family sees my outstanding martial arts and wants to take my heart and use it for it. . Just because I refused to surrender, he actually held my mother, threatening the safety of the old man's life. Since then, I have been driven by him like a dog, and it has been seven years now."