Sealing Sword

The sound of the wind, the sound of shouting, the sound of breaking the air.

Halberds, scimitars, firebolts.

The barracks were in chaos, with ambushes on all sides.

Ye Fusheng felt that he could not run very far.

The time limit given by Sun Mifeng was not long. His internal energy has been severely depleted recently, and he barely survived with the medicine left by the other party.

He was wounded, and his blood would burst as he ran away, so although he ran fast, he became colder and colder, and Amanda and his men chased after him closely, but Ye Fusheng's speed became slower and slower.

The crossbow arrows with long ropes tied to the ends followed like tarsal maggots. Once shot by them, the people below would grab the ropes and tear him down.The only thing Ye Fusheng was lucky about was that someone set a big fire in the rear, which not only messed up the enemy's position, but also made the wind help the fire, hindering the aim of the archers, and Seridan also left early, not at the scene at this time .

But he couldn't run anymore.

His eyes were finally plunged into darkness, and his ears were full of buzzing. Ye Fusheng swayed his feet, barely avoiding a crossbow arrow that was shot at his vest, but missed it from the landing point, and his whole body slipped from the flagpole and fell down.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows were fired at the falling person, Amansha's sun wheel also shot out, and hundreds of foreign soldiers stood below with knives, threatening to make Ye Fusheng have nowhere to escape.

The flagpole was several feet away from the ground, and when Ye Fusheng fell, he felt the strong wind shave his face like a knife, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, choking him so much that he couldn't make any sound except breathing in a mouthful of bloody air.

It only took a moment to frighten Hong and fold his wings, but Ye Fusheng felt that this time was too long.

It is said that when a person is about to die, it is the length of a lifetime, and it is also a moment of thought.

The time of half a lifetime is vivid, and the six desires and seven emotions are in a hurry.

Ye Fusheng's soul seemed to float out of the seven orifices. At this moment, it seemed to hear the morning bell and the evening drum, smashing the old dreams full of mortals, and finally returned to the body, only waiting for the end of a blood spattered yellow sand.

However, after all, he was not pierced by a sharp arrow, nor fell to the ground and his head was broken.

He was like a withered yellow leaf, falling from the bare treetops, the wind blurred his ears, and the darkness obscured his vision. He could only throw himself into a net three feet of loess, but before he fell to the ground, he was lifted up and turned around three times Block the stray flying arrows, and hold them firmly in his arms.

Ye Fusheng couldn't see anything clearly, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears. The breath of blood and fire filled his nose, chest and lungs. He could only feel his heart beating like a drum behind his back, and three or four drops of water fell from his forehead, sliding down his face. down.

It's blood, it's sweat.

When the drops of water slid over his lips, Ye Fusheng suddenly opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it like a child, and then murmured like a mosquito: "It's Ah Yao..."

What he answered was a kiss, urgent and almost fierce, but it didn't bite him in the slightest.

The moment the lips and teeth were pried open, a cold, almost cold liquid poured in with a strong smell of blood, which awakened Ye Fusheng's already blurred consciousness, instinctively wanted to retch, but was suppressed by the other party, Forcibly pouring down the blood without leaking.

After drinking this mouthful of blood, Ye Fusheng suddenly coughed, one palm was behind his back to breathe, the other hand crushed the porcelain bottle, stuffed the black pill inside his mouth, and swallowed again. In the past, he used his own tongue to seal all the possibility of regurgitation, even though his lip was bitten at this moment.

A line of fresh hot blood slid into the mouth, Ye Fusheng suddenly stopped moving, he loosened his jaw, barely suppressed his inner breath, finally accepted the pill from the other party, felt it cut down the esophagus, and fell together with the raised heart down.

After confirming that he had swallowed the medicine, Chu Xiwei felt relieved, moved her palm to Ye Fusheng's dantian, and used a pure internal force to help him circulate Qi and push out the medicine's power. At the same time, she lowered her head and whispered in his ear: "Master, I Here you go, sleep for a while."

"I..." Ye Fusheng leaned on his chest, and rubbed his head sideways against his neck, his voice was very soft, "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep...it's over."

Chu Xiwei remained silent for a moment, rubbing his chin on the top of his head, with an unbelievably gentle expression on his face, and said softly: "No, you are too tired, go to sleep... When you wake up, everything will be fine."

When did this little bastard learn to lie?

Ye Fusheng wanted to laugh a little, but he really didn't have the energy. Thinking about it, Chu Xiwei had never lied to him since he was a child, let alone this time.

At this moment, he was like a boat that had been drifting for too long, and finally found his own port under the Mingyue Bridge.The ups and downs of half a life, the love and resentment of the whole life, all return to the roots with the fallen leaves when the breeze blows, and the beauty in his eyes is gone for a moment, but he just needs to close his eyes gently, have a sweet dream, and wait for dawn.

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

One dream of reincarnation, one thought of life and death, one heart and two wishes, two people for a lifetime.

Chu Xiwei gently kissed the corner of his mouth, and slowly raised her eyes, the whites of her eyes were almost covered with bloodshot eyes, only her pupils were bottomlessly black.

Ye Fusheng couldn't see, so he naturally didn't know how embarrassed the person hugging him was.

Day after day of raids, restless day and night, taking advantage of the natural moat, pretending to seize the road... everything in between, every bit of blood and sweat opened the way, even the hard-working people, I am afraid they will turn into a puddle of mud.

But Chu Xiwei kept her back straight all the time, and her feet didn't slow down for a moment. She was afraid that she couldn't go faster, and she was most afraid of missing a moment.

Fortunately he caught up.

He carefully embraced the person in his arms with bloody and sweaty hands, like a lost traveler in the desert holding the last pot of water. It doesn't matter to others, but it is the most important in his life.

"Kay... who are you?!"

In fact, Amanda had already seen the man riding the horse when he gave the order to release the arrow, but the man was wearing a familiar armor, and the surroundings were mixed with light and dark. of.

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

He jumped up from his horse, and entered through the rain of arrows, almost stepped on the first crossbow arrow to block the man. Turning his internal force into saber energy, Pi Feng took advantage of the situation to form a wall of wind, swung hundreds of powerful crossbow arrows abruptly, a few sporadic ones were slightly off-point, and also missed Chu Xi slightly, When he got back on the horse, he didn't touch the person in his arms.

A stream of blood snaked down from the cracked tiger's mouth, Chu Xiwei raised her hand to her lips and gently licked off the blood, like a beast licking its wounds.His helmet had fallen off at the moment of life and death just now, and his black hair danced wildly when the flames were extinguished. The mask that belonged to Ye Fusheng was stained with Chu Xiwei's unique coldness, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into sharp blades. After a word pause: "It's up to you, who am I?"

As soon as the word "who" came out, Amanda felt her eyes blur, and she instinctively retreated to the archers. At the same time, Sun Lun slashed in front of her, but unexpectedly, the black shadow was divided into two. The sun wheel or the knife and ax all rushed to nothing.

An unprecedented sense of fear hit the top of her head from the soles of her feet. Amanda suddenly felt the chill rushing in from her back, and immediately the hairs were directly on her back, and she slashed back without thinking. Her head was cut off, and blood sprayed her face.

At the same time, Amanda's pupils shrank, and she saw Seridan riding a horse from the opposite side. The horse's hooves were galloping, the bow was bent in his hand, and the arrow shot out of the string, and it turned out to be shooting at her head-on!

He is going to kill her!Amanda was trembling all over, and before she had time to think about it, she kicked her feet and was about to jump into the air, but she felt the wind behind her, mixed with a sharp cry, like a wild bird screaming up to the sky.

Shocking Sword Technique - Broken Goose!

Seridan saw Amanda flying towards him in the air, but he didn't reach out to catch him. Instead, he reined in his horse and turned sideways to let her pass.

It's not that he didn't want to save, it's just that only half of them flew here.

Duanyan's knife, from the right waist and abdomen to the left shoulder, was very similar to the wound on Ye Fusheng's back, except that Chu Xiwei's knife was faster and more ruthless, cutting Amanda in two!

The blood mist filled the air, Chu Xiwei flew back and fell back on the horse, Ye Fusheng held in his left hand was not even stained with blood, only a line of blood appeared in the corner of his eyes, thin vermilion crawled across the pale face, it was Sai Cai The injury caused by Ruidan's head-on arrow.

At that time, Chu Xiwei was holding Ye Fusheng in one hand, and slashed Amanda with a knife in the other hand. Sairidan's arrow was not so much killing as it was forcing him to return to help and let Amanda go. He made no advances but retreated, he only turned his head sideways to protect Ye Fusheng, his right hand Jinghong Saber continued to move.

An arrow missed by the slightest bit, and a knife is a life and death sentence.

Seridan rode his horse up to him, looked at Chu Xiwei's blood-dripping knife, and then swept across the cut in front of his eyes, and frowned: "People from the Central Plains, who are you?"

Chu Xiwei didn't need to touch it to know that his mask was cut by the arrow. He stood alone in the siege, but he was not at all afraid. He just looked Seridan up and down, saw the blood on the opponent's body, and sneered. He said: "It's a bit of a skill to get out of my battle formation... But, there are not many people who are capable, right?"

Seridan's face turned cold. He was ordered to meet Kaino earlier, and saw this group of people trekking at the guard post five miles away from the camp. Their clothes and weapons were all the same, and the leader "Kaino" was also like that. It was agreed to blow the bone whistle of the Burial Soul Palace, and the sentry successfully opened the barrier.

Unexpectedly, this move was to lure wolves into the house. After Seridan and "Kai Nuo" had a hand-to-hand encounter, they discovered that there was a face of a Central Plains man under the helmet!

Chu Xiwei's heart is for Ye Fusheng, so naturally he has no intention of fighting. The thousand subordinates he brought are all good players. If they win this place, they can advance, attack, retreat, and defend. The "Magic Scorpion" assassins besieged Seridan, and he brought another Dark Feather Killer through the obstacles and rushed straight to the alien camp.

Seridan naturally has a bad heart, his archery skills are excellent and his whip skills are not weak, and he is not afraid at all when it comes to marching and fighting, but the "magic scorpion" used to be Zhao Bing's trump card. Tao was very familiar with it, and even lined up a battle formation to besiege and kill his soldiers.When Seridan managed to break out of the siege with his confidantes, he saw corpses strewn all over the place, and the fort had changed hands, so he could only rein in his horse quickly and head towards the camp, hoping to catch up with Chu Xiwei.

Too bad it's still a step too late.

"Pretending to pass the test and setting fire to the camp, you people from the Central Plains...you know how to fish in troubled waters." Seridan's eyes were completely frozen, "Since you have such abilities, why hide your head and show your tail and hurt people behind your back?"

Chu Xiwei was too lazy to respond to him, and looked around. Although the camp was in chaos at this time, but because Seridan returned on horseback, a large wave of foreign soldiers had already surrounded him, and he had to lead Ye Fusheng alone. , is indeed a bit tricky.

What's more, although Ye Fusheng took the antidote, he was poisoned for a long time and got injured again, so he had to settle down quickly.

After a second thought, she made up her mind, Chu Xiwei pulled out the belt and took off the breastplate to protect Ye Fusheng, tied it in front of her chest with her backhand, and grabbed a long spear that was stabbed at her from behind with her left hand. With his legs clamped between the horse's belly, he rushed directly towards Seridan - the most difficult direction to take down, but the shortest way out.

Seridan didn't expect the opponent to be so fierce. Bows and arrows are better at long-distance attack but shorter than close-range combat. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were close. He had no choice but to abandon his bow and draw his sword, and face Chu Xiwei's long spear.

As a "wolf head", he is not only excellent in archery, but also in martial arts. Seridan's knife is not slender, but very thick. There are six attacks and four defenses in a row, stabbing, chopping, chopping, and pressing.

The corner of Chu Xiwei's mouth twitched suddenly.

Before Seridan saw him, he made a shocking sword strike, knowing that he was good at sword skills, but he didn't know that although the sword was the beginning of Chu Xiwei's martial arts, it was not the end of his martial arts.

——"The past dynasties masters of my hundred ghosts who practiced the "Journey to the Crossroads" all learned from the elders of all the families and knew the knowledge of all kinds of ways, but they didn't get the essentials. Among them, "The Sutra of Forked Roads" will always be inferior to "Thousand Tribulations" and "Wuji Kungfu". My master has been indignant about this for a long time. "Returning to the Sea Heart Method"..."

——"Father, what is "Returning to the Sea Heart Law"?"

——"There is no water in the world greater than the sea, and Wan Chuan accepts it (note). Why is it so? It's just that you can understand its meaning by understanding its appearance, and understand its spirit by understanding its appearance, so as to understand its interior by its appearance, and get rid of its dross. Its essence. Viewing oneself like the sea, seeking common ground while reserving differences, is the home of all dharmas.”

The corners of Chu Xiwei's lips fell back slightly, and her eyes turned cold. The moment Ceridan met his eyes, she suddenly felt frightened.

The tip of the gun is colder than this gaze!

As the saying goes in martial arts, "Sweep a large area with a stick, and pick a line with a spear", but the Qin family's No. 36 Dragon Locking Spear is different from this.

Due to the early death of Qin Hebai, the Northern Xia, only 33 strokes were handed down by the Dragon Locking Spear. However, Qin Lanshang took over 37 letters from Ruan Feiyu in the previous incident in Northern Xinjiang. After reading all the ups and downs of 37 years of joys and sorrows, he also found the secret hidden in the interlayer of letter paper. The 36-page gun manual.

Ruan Feiyu, a Southern Confucian, has great knowledge and strong memory. He once had a close relationship with Qin Hebai. He has seen him perform hundreds of moves with his own eyes. He has long seen the 36-way marksmanship in his eyes and kept it in his heart. Heart.After the Qin Gong case, Ruan Feiyu personally wrote the gun manual, showing the essentials with simplified diagrams. It was just for comfort, but he didn't expect to see the descendants of the Qin family before he died. Enter the loess, so that the dragon-locking spear technique can be saved from the swan song.

After all, Qin Lanshang was young, and the last three marksmanship included changes in the previous 33 ways. She really didn't understand, so she asked Chu Xiwei about it. Wu Dian knew it well, and it finally came in handy at this time.

One person rode a horse and pressed closely, and one shot swam out of the water, fighting in an inch of land.Seridan has fought against the generals and warriors of the Central Plains several times, but he has never encountered such a difficult and fierce spear technique. His soft moves are like a dragon hovering and restraining him, and his hard attacks are like a dragon's minions choosing to devour him. The horse is almost integrated into one body, the horse walks briskly, the man makes continuous moves, and the spear picks the vital points, almost blocking the attack in front of Seridan and the empty door behind him, and the eyes can only feel the dragons hovering in all directions, almost dizzy!

The foreign soldiers around were also dazzled!

The battle situation was tense, and Chu Xiwei firmly held on to Seridan's footsteps. The archers dared not move rashly, and the horse-slaying blade was also difficult to grasp the truth between the horse's hooves. Just at this time, the front of the camp suddenly reappeared. Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron horses, all the troops were stunned for a moment, and then they heard the heart-piercing shout of colleagues in front: "Chu army attacked the camp!"

Seridan's heart was shaken, the dagger was used to hold the long spear that was under the weight, if he hadn't been sitting on the horse, he might have sunk three inches into the ground, but the force was too great, the horse was in pain, and he was already on the verge of losing control.

Without further hesitation, he gathered all his strength and shouted: "Don't worry about me, let the arrows go!"

In an instant, hundreds of bowstrings were tensed and loosened, and hundreds of arrows pierced the air and shattered the wind. Seridan clasped the gun body with a scimitar, and lay on his back on the horse's back, trying to use his strength to hold Chu Xiwei and move.

When the arrows are fired at once, a momentary delay is the difference between life and death!

However, Chu Xi let go slightly.

He slapped heavily on the handle of the gun with his palm, and the spear caused Seridan to lose his balance and fall off the horse. At the same time, he hugged Ye Fusheng tightly and leaned over to the side of the horse, using two tall horses as a meat shield!

After the first wave of arrow rain, although Seridan escaped unharmed, he was hit by several arrows on his body. With a muffled grunt, Chu Xi pulled out the arrow branch embedded in his calf, and shot from between the fallen horse corpses. Jumping up, he landed firmly on the horse of a foreign cavalryman, clasped the opponent's arm with one hand, and threw Sheng Sheng off the horse.

He didn't love to fight any more, and took advantage of this moment of breath to gallop over the road, stepping over the soldiers blocking the way, rushing into the burning camp behind, and riding the dust in the blazing night!

"Wolf head, we..."

Seridan got up from the ground, wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips, and watched the two men disappear in the same direction unwillingly, his fists loosened and then tightened, after all, the overall situation was the most important thing, and said ruthlessly: "A team of people chase after, don't force yourself Fight to find out the details, and the rest follow me to the front to fight against the enemy!"

"Yes!"

"..."

How they fight in this room has nothing to do with Chu Xiwei.

Holding Ye Fusheng in his arms, he galloped towards the rear of the camp, single-handedly neither retreating nor timid, no matter the arrow or the halberd, the flesh and blood were sharpened, and the long sharp edge quenched the blood, until Chu Xiwei finally rushed into the battle formation circled by his subordinates I felt pain all over my body, almost exhausted all my strength.

The scarred horse fell to the ground and died, and Chu Xiwei almost staggered while holding someone, but fortunately, he hugged him tightly and helped his subordinates in time.

He was unscathed in front of him, but his back seemed to have been hacked into pieces. When his subordinates supported him, they almost couldn't do anything. Fortunately, the injury looked scary, but it didn't hurt any vital muscles.

"Master, the Chu army is attacking the camp. The battle ahead is too fierce. If we want to use Yanming City to return to the Central Plains, I'm afraid..."

"Turn around and go to Jiuyao City!"

Taking a quick breath, Chu Xiwei's hand holding Ye Fusheng trembled a little. He looked back at the sky that was dyed red by the flames of war and the chaotic barracks below. All the miscellaneous smells finally turned into a rusty bloody smell that lingered Not scattered.

Zeng Taoist national bones are piled up, but I don't believe that the water in the world is still clear.There has never been a hero without goodness, and the reason is beyond mentioning.

He took a deep breath of the bloody wind, got back on his horse, and shouted, "Go!"

A group of people stepped out of the camp and entered the dense forest with the beacon fire all over the ground. At this time, a ray of light lit up the dark curtain in the sky, as if a sharp sword tore the sky, and the warmest glow flowed out.

The cold and chilling night is warmed by the dawn, the clouds are bright and dark, and the red sun bursts out from the mist, which seems to be able to dispel all the darkness and treachery in the world.

Chu Xiwei held Ye Fusheng in one arm, the man was tired for too long, and he was still sleeping unconsciously in his arms.He didn't notice the smile at the corner of his mouth, he just rubbed the top of his dirty hair, held the rein tightly with one hand, and led a group of ghosts behind him from the night to the dawn, not for the ashes after the ultimate splendor, but for the ultimate after a long silence Everywhere.

Aoyama Arakuzuka said:

Note: From "Zhuangzi Qiushui Chapter"