An Feng Bamboo Horse

Commander Qin, who was sweating profusely and with blood flowing backwards, was led out of the winding and complicated mountain road by the people of Duke Wei's mansion, and saw Xia Anfeng standing anxiously at the entrance of the cave.Commander Qin felt that after being locked in a dungeon for many years, he finally saw the light of day, and the seven-foot man almost burst into tears.

"Young Master!!!!" It's great that he didn't die.He strode over and checked the red-haired boy up, down, left, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, right, right, left, right, right, right, right, right, right, left, right, right, right, left, right, right, right, right, left, right, right, right, left, right, left, right, left, left, right, which, which are not missing the red-haired boy.

After confirming that the young master was safe, he had the time to notice four black-clothed and masked corpses lying horizontally on the mountain in front of him.Commander Qin's expression changed, and he immediately held a knife in his hand, looking around vigilantly.

"Are they catching up??"

The third son of Duke Wei's mansion, who was supposed to leave early, was actually there, and he looked him up and down with peachy eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Commander Qin immediately understood that the dispute on the mountain road yesterday was nothing more than a game to lure the enemy between the young master and the third son Luo.

Luo Tang said to him with a smile that was not a smile: "Commander Qin, if Luo Tang hadn't gone far away, I'm afraid what you saw would not be a complete young master. As far as the vigilance of a soldier commander is concerned, it is Don't you feel a little dereliction of duty?"

His question was sharp and to the point, Commander Qin's heart was suffocated, he opened his mouth, but he was unable to make a sound for a long time.

Indeed, on the way back, he neglected to take care of Xia Anfeng who was walking at the end. In danger, he would personally lure the enemy with his rich body; if he thought of this, he would have to guard against the young master no matter what, and never leave.

The second reason is that once the young master knew that there was a pursuer, he would arrange him and another soldier to guard Bu Zhangbai.Regardless of whether it was out of selfishness or on a larger level, Commander Qin was unwilling to guarantee Bu Zhangbai's safety, intentionally or not.He even sincerely hoped that this Mr. Bu from the declining family would disappear quietly one day...

He definitely couldn't tell Xia Anfeng or Luo Tang about these complicated and secret thoughts.Even to his Lord Hou, Commander Qin never had the guts to speak out.

The leader of the soldiers with scars on his face, his face turned blue and red, but he clenched his teeth tightly and didn't say a word of self-justification.

He only said: "Qin Jiu failed to protect the lord first, so he should accept the crime and suffer death. After the young master is safely sent to the capital, he should return to the master's mansion to apologize."

He spoke frankly, with guilt in his eyes, but no guilt.

The third son of Luo looked at him for a while, and he didn't know what to do in his heart, so he smiled.

Xia Anfeng didn't pay attention to what they said from the beginning to the end, and his eyes were fixed on the cave exit all the time, burning with anxiety.

Half a cup of tea time passed, and the people from Duke Wei's mansion, who were familiar with the terrain of the mountains, successfully brought out all the people who accompanied Xia's mansion.Including the two vehicles that were unable to enter at another entrance due to the narrow mountain road, they all drove over safely from another direction.

All the people in Dingguohou's Mansion appeared at the originally scheduled gathering place without incident.

Only one person disappeared without a trace.

Xia Anfeng's scalp was tingling, he looked back and forth at the people in Hou Ye's mansion, and looked again, but there was no familiar moon-white figure.

Bu Zhangbai was not in the team.

Bu Zhangbai actually got separated from them! ! ! !

"Where's Xiaobai????" The palms of his hands were slowly sweating, and the feeling of his heart beating out of his mouth was extremely uncomfortable. Compared with the horror of life and death just now, Xia Anfeng almost couldn't stand still.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists with both hands, and asked the pale-faced Commander Qin word by word: "Where is Bu, Zhang, and Bai? I asked you to protect him. Where are you?"

Commander Qin stubbornly remained silent, and another soldier mustered up his courage to answer for him: "Second Master, Mr. Bu... disappeared when we left the cave, and we...we have been looking for him. "

They really wandered around in the mountain road with many branches, groping around, looking for Xia Anfeng and Bu Zhangbai, but they found nothing.

Bu Zhangbai disappeared into the mountain wall like a puff of smoke. No one knew whether he had gone astray by himself and went in another direction like Xia Anfeng; middle.

Xia Anfeng passed by them, and the red-haired figure went straight into the cave.

Commander Qin was startled, turned around immediately, and wanted to catch up, and suddenly found himself surrounded by Duke Wei's mansion.Not only him, but the rest of Dingguohou's people were also besieged in twos and threes in the corner.Although the number of people in Duke of Wei's mansion is smaller than that of Marquis of Dingguo's mansion, all of them follow the three young masters to travel north and south, with elite soldiers and strong generals, and they have two or three talents.In this way, they were dispersed and controlled, and the people in Dingguohou's Mansion were unexpectedly difficult to advance and retreat for a while.

"Sir Luo San, what does this mean?" Commander Qin calmly asked.

Luo Tang looked at him casually, but his eyes were not as lazy as it appeared on the surface.There was a hint of coldness in his smile, and he said: "Commander Qin, forgive me, there are some things that Luo Tang needs to confirm before he can let go."

On the way back, Xia Anfeng left quietly at the end of the team, and Bu Zhangbai, who was right in front of him, hesitated for a while.He saw the figure of the red-haired boy disappear into a side road, and the people of Xia Mansion continued to retreat along the original road to the entrance of the cave without knowing it.

Naturally, according to the original agreement with Luo Tang, Xia Anfeng personally lured the enemy and threw himself into danger.Deep down in his heart, Bu Zhangbai really wanted to follow, Xia Anfeng lacked experience and experience, if Luo Tang failed to rescue him, his bold adventure would be a dead end.But on the other hand, Bu Zhangbai also knew that he was just a drag.Even if they follow up, it will not help Xia Anfeng, and it is very likely to disrupt their plan.

He slowed down, and the fingers that had been groping along the mountain wall along the road finally touched the mark he wanted to wait for.The long and sunken engravings, deep into the rock, are the traces newly engraved last night, and the rough gravel can still be touched on the edge.The engraving points to the opposite direction to Xia Anfeng, leading to the exit of another fork.

He took a deep breath, slowly hid his figure at the end of the team, and then dodged into the mountain road.

There are also several forks in the mountain road, which are hard to find, like a maze.Bu Zhangbai looked for engraved patterns on the mountain wall, and walked along the imprints.After an unknown amount of time, I finally felt the cool wind blowing in from the exit.

Still holding the hand stove that Xia Anfeng gave him in his arms, he slowly walked out of the mountain path.

In front of him is a flat and wide flat land of tens of feet. A towering banyan tree is entrenched on the edge of the cliff, with long branches hanging down to the ground, completely covering the abyss behind.The mountain wind blows up from the bottom of the cliff, rustling the slender leaves of the banyan tree.

This is a dangerous place, but also a desperate place.

Standing under the banyan tree was a man dressed in black, tall and tall, holding a long knife in his rough palm.

Bu Zhang walked out of the cave with white steps, and the man saw him at a glance, and the two looked at each other for only a moment.The man in black removed the black cloth covering his face, revealing a pair of weather-beaten eyes, about the same age as a bearded beggar.He strode forward, stood in front of Bu Zhangbai with a long knife, and knelt down on one knee.

"Subordinate Changkong, I have met Young Master Bu!" The voice was like a bell, and there was a slight tremor in the sound.

This is the second, to the person he claims to be subordinate to.Bu Zhangbai's clothes were blowing slightly in the mountain wind, he was thin and had nothing to rely on, he just held on tightly to the gold inlaid stove that was still warm in his arms.

"You too, one of the survivors of the Chinese army?" He asked softly.

The other party gritted his teeth tightly, and every word he spit out was filled with hatred burning in his eyes: "15 Chinese troops fought to the death and only [-] remained. Slaughter us, out of six thousand heroes, only seven escaped." The resident long knife dug a shallow hole in the ground under the unconscious force of the owner, but it still couldn't put the place where there was nowhere to vent. Hatred, the voice came later, and every word was engraved with blood, "Those who know the truth of the year will either share the achievements of the year with Marquis Dingguo and be promoted to rank; or they will die tragically on the way back to Beijing to report their meritorious service. The seven of us escaped. , went east to Tibet, set the country and waited for the whole country to be wanted, delusional to kill the grass and roots—”

He didn't care whether Bu Zhangbai could understand him or not, and whether he believed him or not, he just uttered his voice and wanted to confide all the hatred hidden in his chest, and his mournful voice screamed: "Heaven has eyes, Bu Shuai's incense is still alive! The subordinates are willing to follow." Left and right, young master, to reverse the case of Bu Shuai and to avenge all the brothers who died!" After finishing speaking, he knocked his head on the ground suddenly, with a bang, and the ground was soon stained with blood.

Bu Zhang let go of his hand, and the hand stove that Xia Anfeng sent him fell to the ground, rolling a few times on the ground with the unburned ambergris.

He bent down and helped the man in black, who was old enough to be his elder, to stand up. The young man's figure, which had not yet fully grown, looked extremely thin in front of the standing soldiers.

However, Bu Zhangbai's tone had a calmness that was completely inconsistent with Qingjun's appearance.He asked: "Do you know the names of those who were appointed officials and promoted to nobles?"

Xia Anfeng flew at a very high speed in the mountainside where the path could barely be discerned with the naked eye, and when he encountered a dead end, he drew his sword and chopped off a stone as a mark.He was very anxious, coupled with his quick skills, he groped to the mountain path that Bu Zhangbai entered by himself before the people from the Duke of Wei's mansion could catch up, and after several rounds of torment, he rushed out of the cave.

"Xiaobai!!" Xia Anfeng couldn't hold back his joy and blurted out after locking on to Yuebai's figure.

Bu Zhangbai turned around and glanced at him, and the man in black named Changkong who was close to him heard him whispering in a low and quick voice: "Hold me, get away."

He couldn't let his grandfather's personal soldiers back then fall into the hands of Xia Fu, even if the opponent was Xia Anfeng.

"Offended, young master."

The man in black rested his long knife on Bu Zhang's white neck, and the blood on Xia Anfeng's cheeks instantly faded away. "Put down the weapon in your hand." The man in black who took off his mask on the opposite side had a sinister look in his eyes. Compared with Bu Zhang's white neck, a red line suddenly appeared on the snow-white neck.

Xia Anfeng threw the long sword to the ground and kicked it far away.The little marquis said: "Let go of him, didn't you come here for Mr. Ben? Let's make an exchange."?