In the bumpy carriage, the travelers were already drowsy, the mountain road was winding, and the official road turned into a mountain road.

The two carriages have been running around for two days. As long as you walk through this mountain range, you can return to the official road and then go straight to Kyoto, Puguo.

Qiyuan Mountain, the name of the place where the carriage passes.

If you want to rush from Linshan Town on the border of Puguo to Kyoto, Qiyuan Mountain is a must-pass place. On the other side of this mountain range, there is a huge canyon. That canyon is a natural barrier that divides Puguo and Qi.

Qiyuan Mountain is a branch of the Wanheng Mountains. Whenever some businesses pass by Qiyuan Mountain, they will be trembling. In the past few years, it is said that bandits often appear and wealthy families passing by here have disappeared countless times.

When the Cheng family passed Qiyuan Mountain and came to Linshan Town six years ago, it was just an ordinary wilderness. Today, six years later, countless pairs of violent eyes appeared in the depths of the deep mountains.

Xilulu!

The horse was strangled and let out a tragic sound. The carriage was violently thrust forward and backward, and the huge inertia lifted up the people in the carriage. Xu Yan, who was sleeping soundly, only felt a headache. On the other side, Cheng Linwan screamed even more because of the impact.

They sat opposite each other and just happened to collide.

The emergency stop of the carriage represents the crisis of the situation. Cheng Yu helped his wife up and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"Sir, the bandits' way."

The groom driving just said, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air has arrived.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

There was no exclamation outside the car. There were not many servants in the Cheng family, but they were all very steady. These people have been following Cheng Yu for many years and were loyal servants of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

Xu Yan's ears moved, and he heard the sound of the trembling of the tail of the feather arrow.

The arrows did not kill people, but were all inserted into the ground in front of the carriage.

"Wanheng Mountain, Qiyuanling!"

"Yuanshanzhai, the king's order!"

"You can live up to someone, but you can't do anything about your wealth!"

The shouting outside the window was not a nursery rhyme, but a black speech from the bandits. It was obvious that there were many bandits robbing the road, and they were in full force.

The old man's eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and Cheng Yu's heart was thinking about countermeasures like a flash of lightning. After just a moment, his face began to become more and more gloomy.

Because there were chaotic steps behind the two carriages, Cheng Yu's family was completely surrounded by bandits.

Sighing, Cheng Yu squeezed his hands hard, and then walked out of the carriage.

At this time, no less than three or five hundred people had gathered around the carriage, and each of them had a bad face with a steel knife in his hand. The leader in front of the team was an eight-foot-tall man with more than a dozen scars on his face, looking distorted and ferocious, like a ferocious demon.

There are only six or seven servants in the Cheng family, plus Cheng Yu and Cheng Linwan, there are only nearly ten people. Facing hundreds of bandits, they are no different from the lamb to be slaughtered.

After looking at the bandits in front of him, Cheng Yu pointed to the second carriage and said, "The property is here, and it belongs to you. The first carriage is full of my husband's family, let it go."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the second coachman and several servants immediately jumped out of the car and protected him around the first coach.

Property is nothing. For Cheng Yu, a thousand gold is nothing but smoke. And when he returns to the capital, will Zuo Prime Minister be short of money? The most important thing is to keep his family safe.

"It's a pleasure."

The bandit in the lead smirked, and with a wave of his hand, more than ten bandits immediately rushed towards the second carriage. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were staring at the girl in the car door like a poisonous snake.

"Since I met a happy person today, I, the flying centipede, will also give you a happy person."

The cold steel knife was lifted up in vain and pointed at Cheng Linwan in the carriage. The bandit nicknamed Feitian Centipede said coldly: "Leave her, you can leave."

There was an angry flame in the old man's eyes. Cheng Yu was so angry that he trembled all over. The old woman in the car hugged her granddaughter tightly, and her old face turned pale.

The Cheng family is not afraid of robbing money, but if the other party wants to rob people, it means that a disaster will come from heaven.

"Don't think about it!"

As if the sound of roaring from the teeth, with six years of depression, the old man's eyes began to calm down, and his straight waist and back were like pine trees.

The prime minister, who is over 60 years old, is no longer afraid of life and death. He can bear the reputation of a traitor for the future of thousands of people, and he can also let the world point fingers behind his back. He can even go to death, but he cannot abandon his family, especially his granddaughter who has grown up.

clang!

After the steel knife left his body, the servants of the Cheng family took out their weapons and showed their posture. They all looked resolute, and someone shouted loudly: "My master is the left prime minister of the current dynasty. You dare to act recklessly!"

These servants were servants of the Cheng family and loyal servants of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion. They had long sold their lives to the Zuo Prime Minister's family, and they were all not afraid of danger.

"Left Prime Minister?"

The bandit leader with a scar on his face smiled, weighed the steel knife in his hand, and shouted: "Not many names can compare to the knife in his hand these days. With the knife in his hand, you are the emperor and what is it? We are bandits. Since you are officials, then let me die! Our brothers have decided today about the taste of the lady in the official family!"

The smile suddenly became cold, and the flying centipede Liao Jiuming roared angrily: "Kill everyone who has a knife is lit up!"

kill!!!

Dozens of bandits were rushing and pounced on them under the leadership of a strong man like an iron tower. There were only a dozen people on the opposite side, six or seven with weapons. There was no need for all the bandits to come out together. Fifty or sixty people could easily solve the opponent.

The servants of the Cheng family did not exclaim or retreat. Facing the bandits who rushed towards them like a tide, they didn't even shout. They just used their swords, dodged, and then used their swords. Behind everyone, they were deliberately protecting a corner of the carriage.

Cheng Yu had been pushed back to the car by the servants. The old man's face was very bad, the old lady and Cheng Linwan were even pale, and the fifteen-year-old girl's small body was trembling constantly.

She has never experienced such a change, such a change that concerns her reputation and life and death.

On the side of the carriage, Xu Yan, who was listening to the shouts of killing outside the car, remained silent, and his beautiful eyebrows were always frowning.

Soon, the muffled sound of the steel knife entering the flesh began to appear, and the injured bandits were yelling, and the red blood spilled over the car window. Soon after, the movement outside the car gradually became smaller, and Xu Yan also stood up.

In the surprised and puzzled eyes of the Cheng family, the little Taoist priest pushed open the car door and jumped out.

Outside the car, the ground was bright red!

Six of the seven Cheng family servants were killed, and one of them was left behind, covering their wounds and falling into a pool of blood. They were struggling with a ferocious look on their faces and trying to get up to fight again.

These Cheng family servants were all skillful, but the number of enemies was too large. They killed more than a dozen bandits, and were still submerged by the sea of ​​humans and swords.

The little Taoist priest who walked out of the carriage caused the red-eyed bandits to raise their steel knives and rushed over again. Before they could approach, Xu Yan jumped and shouted: "I'm a passing person! I don't recognize this family! The donors are merciful!"

Passing?

The bandits rushed over immediately stopped, looking at me, looking at you, and then burst into laughter.

"You are riding in a carriage, but you are lying to me!"

"Selling well! Hahahaha, boy, you have a future!"

"This grandson is so afraid of death. He didn't pee his pants, haha!"

Faced with the ridicule around him, Xu Yan scratched his head embarrassedly and said in a panic: "I, I am a Taoist priest of Youfang, just take a walk on the wind."

As he said that, Xu Yan seemed to remember something, pointed to the Taoist robe on his body, and said very seriously: "Really, I am a Taoist priest!"

"There is no Taoist temple in Qi Yuanshan." The flying centipede glanced at the little Taoist priest and said, "There is only Yuanshan Village here."

"The Taoist temple is the same, you can eat enough to fill your stomach." Xu Yan giggled twice.

"Want to survive? It's not difficult!" Feitian Centipede grinned, raised her hand and threw out the steel knife, pointing to the servant of the Cheng family who was not dead and struggling in a pool of blood, saying, "Kill him, you are the one from my Yuanshan Village."
Chapter completed!