Caisang under the clear moon

a pimple.

He is different from Liu Chuanxu, it's not that he has never been injured in the rivers and lakes, but how happy he was in the past, and the bleeding was also hearty when he was injured, he is not as depressed, depressed, and aggrieved as this time!

Zhu Li held his breath in his heart. When he found Wu Sang, he must first beat him up, subdue him, reprimand him, and tell him to bow his head meekly, so that he can relieve the hatred in his heart.

Zhu Li ate half of the dry biscuit in his fantasy, and then rode on the road. After chasing him for half a day, he still had no news of Wu Sang.

Zhu Li didn't know that Wu Sang had already run ahead, or whether he was hiding and lagging behind him, whether he should keep chasing or wait, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Zhu Li stood on the side of the road in a daze, only to see the setting sun fading away, and he was the only one with three horses dragging a long shadow on the silent road, loneliness and desolation hit his heart, he felt full of melancholy for a moment, but he relaxed his horse. Let the horse walk slowly.

This night Zhu Li missed Sutou, there was no village in the front, no town in the back, so he had to find a secluded place in the mountains by the side of the road, the moon was rising at night, he felt uncomfortable all over, he couldn't sleep, he opened his eyes and trembled for a while In a daze, he thought back and forth about the Yang family and Yang Zhishu, the more he thought about it, the more the anger in his heart disturbed him so much that he couldn't sleep.

He knew that he was just conjecture, but his intuition told him unremittingly that this conjecture is probably true.

As the night was getting dark, Zhu Li felt uncomfortably cold, and was about to wrap a few changes of clothes around his body to keep warm, when he heard the faint sound of horseshoes in the distance, and a group of people were walking towards this side.

Zhu Li thought that the people who were traveling in the middle of the night might not be ordinary people, he looked forward to it, only hoped that the people who came would be relatives and friends of the Three Monsters of West Lake, and he could still follow their footsteps to find Wu Sang, so he stood up and stood up , hidden in the dark to see.

The sound of horseshoes approached, he looked over by the moonlight, and saw that although the people on the horses were all wearing the uniforms of the dynasty, they were all hulking and extremely tall.It's a pity that despite the dim moonlight, the other party was galloping on horseback, running so fast that he couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly.

These people are not relatives and friends of the Three Monsters of West Lake!I don't know who is still traveling day and night?Before he could finish his doubts, he heard a few whispered words from a passing man on horseback, and Zhu Li was startled when he heard that—is this a barbarian?

He didn't understand Hu language, and although he didn't know the purpose of these Hu people, they were traveling in groups in the middle of the night, and it didn't look like a business traveler. He was alerted and couldn't help getting up and following far behind.

Zhu Li saw that the group of barbarians on horseback were going further and further sideways, so he didn't dare to relax. He followed the group of barbarian men and turned around a bend in the mountain.

Zhu Li didn't dare to go there easily, and waited for a while, only to hear the sound of the horse's hooves disappear, thinking that the barbarians had gone far away, and were about to chase after him, but suddenly heard shouting and scolding from the other side of the mountain, but it was a pity that they were all nonsense. He could not understand a word.

After a while, there was the sound of swords and swords clashing again, and it seemed that they had moved their hands.

Zhu Li didn't know the situation, so he didn't dare to follow up rashly. He climbed up the mountainside and crept around the high place. The knocked out sparks flashed a line of arc light, but the specific situation was not clear.

Zhu Lidai wanted to stay out of his own business, but it was obviously a group of barbarians besieging a person. This is the border of the dynasty. He thought that the besieged people should be from his own country. He sighed and plundered Zhangxu to the foot of the mountain, trying to see clearly , It is also convenient to save people if necessary.

But the night was too dark to see clearly.

He was in a hurry, when he heard someone among the fighting people yelling something, he didn't understand nonsense, he didn't understand it, and the besieging man didn't know whether he didn't understand it or turned a deaf ear, he didn't answer, only heard swords The faster the crowing sound, the more vigorously they actually fought.

The barbarians were fighting and yelling, their voices were loud and urgent, and they were extremely noisy.

Suddenly a person let out a scream, and the sound of sword clashes slowed down a bit, and then he heard someone say something coldly, Zhu Li's scalp went numb - this voice...it was Wu Sang!But what he said was actually nonsense!

Why did Wu Sang offend the Hu people again?Why is he talking nonsense?Knowing other languages ​​is also a must-have skill for a killer?

But he had no time to think about it. Wu Sang, who had gone through iron shoes and had nowhere to find him, was right in front of him. He wanted to find out what happened to the Yang family and give Liu Cheng an explanation. No matter whether you are a barbarian or a barbarian, you must all stay behind!

What's more, he wanted to beat Wu Sang to relieve his hatred.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Zhu Li flew towards the foot of the mountain like a bird, and the sword was unsheathed, and he had already rushed into the battle formation.

Both sides of the fight didn't expect that someone would come to help them in such a secluded place, they were stunned for a moment, Zhu Li took advantage of the situation and stabbed three swords, and knocked down a barbarian machete.

The barbarian yelled and cursed a few words at first, since Zhu Li couldn't understand, he just took the barbarian's yelling as autumn wind in his ears, and just shot the barbarian's scimitar with his sword like lightning.

Seeing Zhu Li's menacing approach, the barbarians became eager to fight for power, and several people surrounded Zhu Li.

The Zhu family sang the sword lightly, and Zhu Li's moves were fast and ruthless. He was like a wild goose, hopping and moving lightly. The scimitar could only touch the hem of his clothes, but he made no false moves with the sword, and while the tip of the sword was shaking slightly, he picked up two scimitars.

The barbarians yelled and drank for a while, and several people came to surround Zhu Li. A large net had been woven between the rise and fall of the scimitar. After fighting with each other, the barbarian had already settled down, and when he made his move, he was fierce and fierce, forcing Zhu Li to retreat a few steps.

These Hu people are not weak in skill, fortunately he caught up in time, otherwise it would not be easy for Wu Sang to escape with his own strength.Zhu Li was distracted, and his shoulder hurt, but he had been hit by the barbarian machete.

At this time, he didn't care about the wound, Zhu Liyun held the sword in his hand, and his body was short, the sword light swept across for a week, forcing the barbarian to take two steps back, obviously the pressure of the sword light around his body dropped suddenly, but his heart sank—— Most of the Hu people surrounded him, but Wu Sang was gone.

Wu Sang ran away again!

Under Zhu Li's panic, he still remained calm. He didn't have to fight desperately if he had no grievances with the barbarians.Zhu Li took a step back and wanted to explain to the barbarians, but he couldn't understand the words, and the barbarians around him started a bloody fight, ignoring what he said, just waving the machete to force him.

Zhu Li didn't expect the other party to be so unreasonable, and he didn't know where he was injured for a while, and he didn't feel the pain after the pain became numb.At this moment, he didn't want to fight any more, he just wanted to get away, but the barbarians were hard to deal with, so he had no choice.

At this stalemate, there was only the sound of two scimitars colliding, and a barbarian yelled something in a rough voice, and the barbarians around him stopped as if they had heard an imperial order.

Zhu Li felt weak all over. He leaned on the ground with his sword and barely stood there, listening to the barbarians who raised their swords and swore a few words. If they spread out, they should go to search for Wu Sang.

It seems that the person holding the saber is the leader of this gang of barbarians.

The barbarian leader looked at Zhu Li from a distance for a while, and walked over. Zhu Li held his sword in his hand for an instant, and stood up proudly.The Hu man looked at him and grinned, "Wusang, partner?"

Zhu Li shook his head, he didn't know how much this barbarian could understand, so he replied concisely: "I'm looking for him too." The barbarian looked at him, as if he wanted to read the clue from his face.

Zhu Li looked back calmly, without any tired expression, only a habitual smile remained, and he looked a little gentle and amiable in the hazy night, not at all like his sharp sword moves.

The leader of the Hu people waited for a while, and the Hu people under his command came to report one after another. It seemed that Wu Sang was not found, so he glanced at Zhu Li again, but no clue could be seen from Zhu Li's face, so the leader of the Hu people waved his hand and brought him Follow the barbarian away.

He walked a few steps but looked back at Zhu Li and gave a thumbs up: "Swordsmanship, good!"

Zhu Li arched his hands: "Thanks for the compliment."

Zhu Li didn't know whether the barbarian believed that he didn't know Wu Sang's whereabouts and really left, or if he pretended to leave and stared at him secretly, he felt that if he stayed quietly, he would definitely fall asleep unconsciously.

He had no choice but to be cautious and go back first.

He was exhausted from running all the way, and now he was injured again. If Usang was in a similar situation to him, even if he found Wusang, he would not be able to restrain Usang. .

When he walked to the other side of the mountain, the moonlight shone brightly, and Zhu Li saw that he was in a mess, with scars on his shoulders, back, legs, torn clothes, and bloodstains all over it. The strange thing was that he didn't feel any pain, but felt cold. sharp.

Zhu Li returned to the hillside where he rested before. The three horses were lying or standing, and they were all nearby. He took out the medicine for trauma from his bag and prepared to bandage the wound, but he didn't dare to wear it because of the cold. Not wanting to take off his clothes, he leaned against a lone tree on the hill and wrapped himself in a few clothes to keep warm.

Fatigue hit, Zhu Li didn't have time to think about Wu Sang's disregard of morality and his behavior of getting away, so he fell asleep in a daze.

In fact, Wu Sang didn't go far, so he went back to hide in the forest after setting up his suspicions. If he went far away, it would be easier for the barbarians to catch up. He escaped with his own experience.

This time the barbarians came fiercely, but they killed Zhu Li halfway. He escaped earlier and suffered only a few minor injuries, which were insignificant to him. Swordsmanship.

The sword technique is good, but firstly, Zhu Li is too young to grasp his strength, and secondly, although Zhu Li's sword moves are nimble, his feet are a little slower in the end.

If he had come to use this sword technique, he would not have suffered so many injuries from Zhu Li.

Fortunately, the barbarian didn't make things difficult for Zhu Li. He vaguely saw that Zhu Li was shaking when he walked back.

At this time, the barbarians had already followed the clues he left behind, the moonlight could not shine in the forest, and the mountains were dark and quiet, which was a good time to sleep.

For a killer, it is necessary to be able to fall asleep anytime and anywhere, and to be able to wake up anytime and anywhere.

But the surrounding area is too quiet, and the cricket's cries sound like thunder in summer.Wu Sang lay still and didn't move. He didn't count the time, and looked up at the moonlight. About an hour had passed, but he still hadn't fallen asleep.

Wu Sang sighed, got up and sat on the treetop for a while, then stared blankly for a while, then got up resolutely, and ran out of the best hiding place.

Based on his experience, Zhu Li's injuries were not serious, but Zhu Li's walking steps were obviously too heavy and messy.

Although the full moon was slanting, the moonlight was still clear on the road beyond the mountain.

Zhu Li's trace is very easy to find, this person has injuries, and he can be found along the bloodstains.

The author has something to say: Generally speaking, think about it many times, write it once, read the previous chapter before writing the next chapter, and correct typos before publishing.But the typos I wrote are really hard to find out...

☆、Ten years of track

Zhu Li leaned against the tree trunk, and there was no movement for a long time, he must be fast asleep.

Even so, Wu Sang didn't dare to go over easily, he picked up a small stone from the side of the mountain, held it between his fingers, and flicked it out.

The sound of the stone piercing through the air did not disturb Zhu Li, unfortunately, the stone hit Zhu Li's sleepy hole, Zhu Li's body was crooked, and he slid halfway down the tree trunk, and there was no movement again.

Only then did Wu Sang dare to walk over, and saw at a glance that Zhu Li was wrapped in several layers of clothes, but he was trembling slightly as if he was frozen, and the bright white moonlight could not cover the abnormal blush on his cheeks.

Sitting in front of Zhu Li, Wu Sang clenched his fists, paused when he reached out to touch Zhu Li's forehead, and then glanced at Zhu Li's drowsy face before gently placing his hand on Zhu Li's forehead.

Zhu Li's forehead was hot!When Wu Sang withdrew his hand, Zhu Li breathed heavily on the back of his hand, burning like a flame, Wu Sang rubbed the back of his hand.

Zhu Li is sick.

Wu Sang took a look in the four fields, and saw that there seemed to be a sheltered cave on the hillside in the distance, he picked up Zhu Li in his arms, and at the same time called the horses that were grazing in the distance, and moved Zhu Li to that cave. .

The place of the cave is small, and it is exposed to the scorching sun during the day, and the remaining heat has not dissipated, and the heat that hits the face is suffocating.

Wu Sang put Zhu Li lightly on the ground, and checked Zhu Li's whole body under the moonlight, he saw that there were many wounds on his shoulders, arms, chest, abdomen and legs, fortunately they were all flesh wounds cut by machetes, and there were no wounds. Seriously, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting aside all the wound medicines he was carrying, Wu Sang carefully peeled off Zhu Li's clothes, his hands trembling.

Zhu Li's body was not as warm and white as the complexion on his face, but a slightly lighter wheat color with a few faded scars.The arc of his back sank slightly at the waist, and then slid up slightly around the waist.

Zhu Li's body is not thin, but he has the strength of a martial arts practitioner full of tension, and he looks very comfortable.

There was a wind blowing, and the scent of green grass mixed with the smell of ripe rice drifted into the cave. Wu Sang glanced at Zhu Li's wheat-colored back and felt a little hungry.

Wu Sang was proficient at treating wounds, but Zhu Li had a fever, and no matter where his hands fell, his palms felt hot. He was so hot that he was clumsy when handling the wound, and when he applied the medicine, he could hardly hold his strength when bandaging him. When his wound was bandaged, Wu Sang felt that he was sweating through his heavy shirt, and his breathing was messed up.

Moreover, the feeling of being squeezed in this small cave is too uncomfortable, too stuffy, like being locked in a narrow bottle, and the breath is blocked in the heart. After treating the last wound, Wu Sang immediately stood outside to breathe .

The moonlight is about to disappear, and after a while, the sky will be bright.

Zhu Li's symptom is poisonous fire entering the body, and there are many flowers and plants in this mountain, Wu Sang took advantage of the moonlight to run in the mountains, picked some grass leaves and roots that clear away heat and detoxify, squeezed out the juice and poured it into Zhu Li's mouth , and spread the crushed leaves on Zhu Li's chapped lips.

Wu Sang tidied up the traces left by himself in the cave, and took another look when he exited the cave. Zhu Li was still unconsciously asleep. The light red that came out of the smear looked a little pitiful.

Wu Sang stood and watched for a while, then squatted next to Zhu Li, he squeezed Zhu Li's left hand, and spread Zhu Li's palm.

The semi-curved scar has faded a bit, it is dark yellow, and it lies across the palm of Zhu Li's left hand.Wu Sang rubbed the wound with his thumb, Zhu Li's palm was soft, but the scar was a bit hard, Wu Sang brushed his thumb back and forth on the scar, this scar was a secret door to the past.

The burn is not easy to heal, and it will leave a scar after it heals, and it will always be a little hard.Ten years later, this scar is still there, but the appearance of Zhu Li ten years ago, in Wu Sang's heart, is a bit blurred, only a shadow remains, so much so that on Mount Dai, this person said with a smile on his face that his name is When Zhu left Zhu Cun, the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

Ten years ago, Zhu Li was still a little child, carved in powder and jade, like a porcelain doll, a little naughty, and a little clingy.

There is also a pair of eyes that people can't refuse when they look at people when they want something.

Ten years ago, in the second year of Yuanhe, it was an autumn day, and it began to rain heavily in the evening, making people shiver with cold.He was sleeping on the bench next to the porter's house, and was awakened by the killing in his sleep. He didn't have time to put on his clothes, so he just ran away.

That night was so cold, he was dressed in single clothes and barefoot, and he ran for a long time. He was chased and killed all the way, and was almost hacked to death several times.

When crossing the main road, he fell to the ground, let alone getting up, and couldn’t open his eyes. He startled the carriage of another family. The driver couldn’t react in time, and the horse’s hoof was about to step on him. People killed, but were trampled to death by horses.

But the carriage stopped.It was only later that the carriage stopped suddenly, and Zhu Li in the carriage did not sit properly, and put his hand on the side of the brazier, resulting in this scar.

He fell into a coma for a short time, and when he woke up, he heard a soft begging voice: "Xiangbo, let's save him."

Maybe someone will save him, Wu Sang opened his eyelids with all his strength, first he saw the horseshoe that was close at hand, then he saw the big red characters on the wind lantern in the little boy's hand, and then the child wrapped in light fur She has fair cheeks, and a pair of eyes that look like autumn water when looking at people.

He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart - being looked at with such pleading eyes, if it was him, no matter what the child asked for, he would never refuse.

He couldn't help but fainted again.

Wu Sang didn't know how long he had been in a coma. In his dream, he was tortured and frightened by repeated dreams. When he woke up, he only felt that someone had put something on his forehead. The sense of danger hidden in the depths made him strike reflexively. .But the people around him were even more skilled. They used more than ten moves between the beds, and finally he was subdued.

Only then did he see clearly that the room he was in was clean, tidy and warm, the charcoal fire in the brazier was strong, the bedding covered was soft, and the wound on his body didn't hurt so much...

The young man who twisted his arm snorted softly, let go of his wrist, stepped back a few steps, and stood with his hands behind his back, with a serious expression on his white cheeks, one of his hands was wrapped in a white bandage, He was holding a damp cloth towel in his hand—the one that was placed on his forehead just now should be that cloth towel.

He has escaped the crazy slaughter and escaped the hunt!At least temporarily.

He thanked, apologized.

At that time, the young man would fold his hands and say something solemnly: "We are all walking in the rivers and lakes together, and we should be in a hurry" and other official words, but before he finished speaking, he would be able to sit next to his bed, my lord Introduce yourself like this: "I am Zhu Li, the words are saved..."

Where did the little kid get the words?He glanced at the young man, and the child could laugh embarrassedly for a long time: "I took the words myself to play with."

At that time Zhu Li was only eight or nine years old, completely disregarding his own indifference, he could pester himself to ask his name.

His family was in trouble, so he couldn't tell his name, Zhu Li Neng leaned on his ear and whispered in silence: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell others, you tell me secretly, I promise not to tell others, I will keep it a secret. ’ he said, raising his hands and swearing.

Those short three to five days in the inn were his last warm years so far. Those who chased him searched from inn to inn, but he hid under the shadow of the young master of the Zhu family, and ate with the sick young master of the Zhu family in the inn. See a doctor for medicine, and heal your wounds with peace of mind.

He has never lived such a peaceful life again, so after ten years, even if he is about to forget Zhu Li's appearance, he still remembers the warm years at that time.

But time is like water, the boy who used to be able to whisper in people's ears has grown into a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.He has been able to stand alone, walk the rivers and lakes, uphold justice, and ride alone on the road to hunt down the murderer.

The earnest energy in Zhu Li's body and his persistent pursuit of right and wrong made Wu Sang's heart tremble slightly, which he didn't have and couldn't have!

Just like now he is the target of Zhu Li's justice, but there is no justice in the Yang family, and he will not plead guilty.

Ten years ago, Zhu Li rescued him. Ten years later, Zhu Li investigated the matter of the Yang family. He approached him step by step and met him many times.

But what about tonight?Zhu Li will always catch up to him!Wu Sang was still pinching Zhu Li's hand and stroking the burn on his palm, but at the same time he made up his mind that when he saw Zhu Li again, he would never be soft-hearted, and a killer should not have the word soft-handed.

Zhu Li's hand moved, Wu Sang raised his head suddenly, saw that Zhu Li hadn't woken up, but flinched a bit as if he was afraid of the cold, and frowned and snorted.

Zhu Li's body was covered with single shirts, several layers of clothes were stacked and they didn't have much thickness, Wu Sang took off his burqa and wrapped Zhu Li tightly.

This dress was only worn that day in Luo's old courtyard, and Zhu Li was frightened that day, so he probably has no memory of it.He didn't recognize it.

After tonight, Zhu Li should feel better after sweating all over.

The way is different and they are not conspiring with each other, Wu Sang picked up his long sword, turned and left.

He wanted to avoid the people from the West Lake Three Monsters, the barbarians, and Zhu Li, so he had to go back to Cangxia Mountain as soon as possible.

Speaking of this, there is still a group of people who he does not know the origin of the other party chasing him, he has no intention to study the reasons why those people chased him, and just wants to go back as soon as possible.

Zhu Li slept soundly all night, he didn't change his posture, but his dreams kept changing. After a while, he caught up with Wusang and grabbed Wusang's belt, but Wusang broke free from his belt and ran away. His clothes fell down.

After a while, he caught Wusang again, and wanted to push Wusang to the ground and beat him hard, but Wusang's body was as soft as a cotton bag, and he smashed a pit with one punch, unloading his body. strength.

There was another one, he caught Wusang, tied Wusang, knocked Wusang to the ground, and drew out his sword to cut Wusang's face, the tip of the sword almost cut Wusang's cheek, But Wu Sang looked at him and smiled, his hands trembled in fright, the sword was skewed and stuck on the ground.

Why is Wu Sang laughing?Why are you laughing at yourself?Why did you smile at yourself who scratched his face?

Zhu Li was puzzled, tilted his head, knocked his head to one side, woke up, and realized that it was just a dream, and he was going to lose his mind after chasing Wu Sang, so he couldn't help but smiled wryly, feeling the pain in his mouth. With a bitter taste, he immediately opened his eyes, and first saw the sunny sky outside, and... the cave?

Zhu Li suddenly turned upside down, and he frowned because of the pain in his body—there was still a wound!But that's not the point, the point is that last night...he didn't seem to sleep in the cave.

Zhu Li leaned against the mountain wall and rubbed his head thinking for a long time. He still saw his horse grazing leisurely on the grass in the outskirts of the mountain, and the lone tree on the hillside. He fell asleep by the tree. .

What happened after falling asleep last night?Could it be that he fell asleep in the cave by himself because he was sleepy?He shook his head, he didn't have somnambulism.

Zhu Li couldn't figure it out, and sighed, it's more important to chase Wu Sang!He thought about treating the wound first, then packing his clothes, and then going on the road.

Wu Sang was besieged by the barbarians last night. Now, besides his relatives and friends of the Three Monsters of West Lake, he can also follow the tracks of the barbarians, and he can always find Wu Sang.

But Zhu Li opened his sleeves and looked, his brows were all frowned in surprise, and he quickly checked his shoulders, back, arms and legs - the wounds were all bandaged.

This……

Zhu Li stood up in shock, almost at a loss, but there was nothing else in the cave except himself and the clothes scattered all over the floor. Who was it?

He licked his lips nervously, tasted a bitter taste, stretched out his hand to touch his own lips, only to find a layer of fine residue, dark green, the residue of crushed grass leaves.

He was moved in the middle of the night, his wound was bandaged, and he was fed a mouthful of grass?

Zhu Li subconsciously took a look at the horse gnawing on the grass outside. This horse was too self-respecting. He moved away, and they even followed.His mouth is full of scum... He bit his lip again, it was too bitter, took out a cloth towel and wiped away the bitterness on his lips.

The clothes on his body were damp, probably from his own sweat last night, he hid in the cave again, changed into clean clothes first, and when he pulled the clothes off the floor, he suddenly saw a blue-black burqa mixed in.

These are not his clothes!

Zhu Li took a look at the burqa, and stood up abruptly. He turned the clothes over and over several times, seemed to be unbelievable, and then shook them to look again. There was also a sharp knife cut on the black skirt.

This... is Wu Sang's stuff!

That day in Liqu, when he and Liu Chuanxu visited the old house of the Luo family at night, they almost died of fright. Wu Sang was wearing this green and black burqa. When Wu Sang came out from the shadows, the first thing he saw was On the hem of this burqa, there is a hole cut by a long sword. That hole is still there today, and the position is impartial.

So the wound, the grass on the lip...

Zhu Li leaned against the cave with his clothes in his arms, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, but he was still slightly relieved in his loss.

He and Wu Sang met by chance and didn't say a few words, but they trusted each other tacitly. Wu Sang's life-threatening hiding place never avoided him, and he tracked down the Yang family's affairs, and he never avoided Wu Sang.

Wu Sang knew that it was the Yang family's business that he rode thousands of miles alone, and the opportunity was great tonight, but he didn't seize the opportunity to kill himself who was chasing after him, but came to heal his wounds and collect herbs.

Wu Sang is not a person who kills indiscriminately!

But he, after doing all this, still ran away!

Zhu Li sighed silently, he got up and packed his luggage, and continued on the road—the Yang family had other inside stories, he couldn't let Wu Sang die rashly, he wanted to find Wu Sang before others.

The author has something to say: I feel that it is useless to play cute and roll around!Well, then write well!There is sugar in this chapter~

☆、Be merciful under the sword

Maybe it was because the weather was getting colder, maybe it was because the pain on his body had eased, maybe it was because he had met Wusang once, and he was confident that Wusang would not be able to escape his pursuit, and Zhu Li had a much easier journey after that.

Wu Sang wanted to go back to Cangxia Mountain, and there were many routes to take from here. Zhu Li followed the movements of the Three West Lake Monsters and a wave of Hu people, and realized that Wu Sang was actually going to take Xuzhou—this was the closest route to Cangxia Mountain.

But it was also the road Zhu Li was most familiar with.

Zhu Li was afraid that the Three Monsters of the West Lake and the barbarians would take the lead, and that it would be troublesome to grab Wusang, so he rode his horse and whipped his whip, and rushed all the way ahead, intercepting Wusang on the poor road that must be passed through to Xuzhou.

On both sides of Qingpong Road, the camphor trees were lush and lush, covering the sky and the sun. Zhu Li ate dry food and tea cups, took a break, bought tea and food from small vendors on the side of the road, changed his clothes, set up a small stall, and peddled tea and rice while searching. Passersby.

The gates of the city were closed at Xushi, Qingpong Road used to be the only place where Xuzhou City could be walked, so Shenshi had passed, and there were few pedestrians on the road, and the small tea shops along the way had to be closed. Everyone accompanied him to support the tea shop.

The money earned from selling tea in a day is not as good as the rewards given by the young master of the Zhu family. The peddlers who have worked hard for a day on the poor road are full of energy after getting the money, and it is not a problem to stand all night.

It wasn't until [-]:[-] PM that the sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground was heard in the distance. The hawkers along the road who had collected his money woke up from the fatigue of waiting, and suddenly started chatting and joking, making a fuss, and even making a show of soliciting business. Put on a posture, and strive to make the young master of the Zhu family worthy of the money spent tonight.

Zhu Li also became more energetic. He bent down to start a fire to make tea, but his hands trembled when he took out the fire.

Others do not know.But he knew that eight out of ten people who came on horseback were Wu Sang, so he became a little nervous.

Someone nearby lit a fire for Zhu Li, he put the teapot on it, and then sat down to watch the fire, like a taciturn tea seller.

The sound of the horse's hooves was very close, and in the shaky light reflected by the fire, people galloped over one by one. The person who came was indeed Wu Sang. Zhu Li stretched out his hand into the curtain under the tea stove and held it firmly. hilt.

With a sound of whimpering, the galloping horse raised its front hooves and stopped suddenly a few steps away from the tea stall. Wu Sang sat on the horse and did not go any further.

Zhu Li was sweating finely with the hand holding the sword hilt.

The voices of the hawkers chatting seemed to be cut off by someone wielding a sword, and there was a sudden pause. There was only a moment of silence, which made people feel cool behind their backs.

Someone was vigilant and yelled, "The guest officer has had a hard time traveling, would you like a cup of hot tea?"

Wu Sang didn't answer, his cold eyes swept over, and the voices of the tea vendors stopped immediately where his eyes passed.

There is no need for martial arts and swordsmanship. People's perception of danger is instinct and intuition.

When Wu Sang's eyes fell on Zhu Li, he paused for a moment, and then moved away. Zhu Li had drawn his sword out of its sheath under the curtain, but he was too far away. can escape.

I didn't see how Wu Sang moved, his horse neighed suddenly, and it rushed out like an arrow off the string, and suddenly rushed past Zhu Li, heading for Xuzhou City!

Zhu Li never thought that Wu Sang would force his way in, and his reaction was extremely quick. With a flash of Jianhong, his toes touched the teapot, and he flew away like an eagle. The horse galloped so wildly that Zhu Li almost caught up with him, the tip of the sword touched Wu Sang's back.

The sword energy was fierce, Wu Sang turned around suddenly, leaned his waist, and fell on the horse's back. Although the sword pierced through the air, it didn't poke a hole or cut a hole in Wu Sang's body, but where the sword energy passed, it He also cut off a section of Wu Sang's hair.

But in an instant, the two of them were far away from the refreshment booth, but they could still hear the exclamation of the hawkers before they fell.

There is no moon tonight, but the stars are extremely dense. In the light ink-like night, Zhu Li holds his sword and stands like a green pine. Wu Sang has also jumped off his horse and stands a few steps away, his sword is still unsheathed.

But after a few steps, no one could see who's outline clearly, only a flash of cold light, it was Zhu Li who stabbed with his sword, the angle was tricky and full of strength, Wu Sang drew the sword very fast, the tip of the sword blocked, separating Zhu Li From this blow, a few sparks popped out from the collision of the sword blades, both of them were amazed by the strength of the opponent's internal force, each retreated a point, and quickly fought together again.

At night, the postures of the two people's moves could not be seen clearly, only the sound of the sword light piercing the silence, and the sound of the two swords colliding, which was urgent and dense.

Under the fierce battle, Zhu Li smelled a faint smell of blood. He and Wu Sang hadn't stabbed Wu Sang with dozens of moves. It must be that the old wounds on Wu Sang's body were opened during the fight.

Zhu Li only felt that he was invincible to the five southern provinces, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest during the fight.

Wu Sang's sword moves are weird, all of them are moves that Zhu Li has seen before, and this man uses the sword as if he is desperate, all of which are ways to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred, Zhu Li is gradually beaten by him, and only one While stunned, Wu Sang stabbed towards him with strong wind under his sword, Zhu Li hastily dodged two moves, caught off guard, completely disorganized, and in a panic.

Unexpectedly, Wu Sang's series of quick blows were just false moves, Zhu Li only heard Wu Sang snorting and laughing during the gap between the swords colliding, and then the long sword retreated, making the sword hit him straight like a big knife. Chop it down!

Wu Sang's move was only in the blink of an eye, and it was too late for Zhu Li to make a move to force Wu Sang back, so he hurriedly blocked the sword with a humming sound, the sound of the sword body hitting Zhu Li's ears roared, but he managed to sway The sword blocked Wu Sang's fatal blow, but the long sword in his hand was almost knocked out of his grip just now, but Wu Sang was as stable as before, with a strong hand, the blade of the sword pushed only half an inch above his head.

At this point, if Zhu Li slacked off even halfway, Wu Sang's sword could cut him off and kill him!

Wu Sang gradually exerted force on his hands, but Zhu Li couldn't resist, the blade was getting closer and closer to him, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his nose, Zhu Li was a little slow to react——in Wu Sang's eyes, this wasn't a sparring move, it was this It is desperate!He might really die here!

Wu Sang's expression was cold and serious, Zhu Li couldn't help but wanted to raise his eyes to look at Wu Sang, but when he raised his head, he felt as if the starlight was falling on Wu Sang's eyes all day, Wu Sang's eyes were frighteningly bright, and his face was as calm as a rock.

No sign of murder at all!

Just looking at Wu Sang's face, no one would have imagined that if this person puts more effort into his hands, someone will die!

Zhu Li suddenly realized that Wu Sang may not be a person who kills indiscriminately, but he is absolutely different from himself. Wu Sang's sword is more serious, and he may really want to die here.

Zhu Li was horrified and disappointed, and he didn't know whether it was for himself or Wu Sang.

Zhu Li took another look at Wu Sang's quiet eyes. He exerted force on his wrist, desperately supporting Wu Sang's blade, and raised his breath to ask out the doubts in his heart, but before he could open his mouth, he suddenly felt a sudden force on his wrist. Shortly, Wu Sang's long sword slid down his blade, stabbing with a series of long noises, and relieved Zhu Li of the tense pressure on his head.

But Wu Sang took advantage of the situation and retreated far away, it seemed that he wanted to catch up with the horse and get away.

Wu Sang let go of his advantage!Zhu Li was stunned for a moment before running after Wu Sangfu. After a few ups and downs, he stabbed Wu Sangfu with his sword just as he was getting on his horse.

This time Wu Sang did not hide, his back was wide open, fully exposed to Zhu Li's sword light, but he seemed unconscious, even reining in the horse, the horse never moved a bit.

Zhu Li's sword blade was less than half an inch away from Wusang's back, and the sword energy pierced through Wusang's back. As long as he was closer to this half inch, Wusang could be pierced by him. This is different from those flesh and blood wounds. deadly.

But Wu Sang still didn't move, sitting on the horse's back, like an unconscious doll.

Zhu Li was angry and resentful, and at this critical moment, he swung his sword in a hurry, and the blade pierced into the tall camphor tree beside the road with a sound, and the green leaves fell like a torrent of rain.Zhu Lijian recruited the old man, twisted his sword forcefully, and was also brought to the side of the road. He took two steps back to stand still.

Wu Sang made a bet that he would not kill him!

Wu Sang looked back at him