Falling out

Jiang Yuyan said: "Uncle Yao, Uncle Zhou, let's go!"

"They...?" Yao Sitong pointed to the north.

The roof is covered with white snow, the sky is clear blue, and a few black dots stand out among the white and blue, jumping like projectiles at extremely fast speeds.

Jiang Yuyan curled her lips slightly: "Ignore them, just leave!"

Yao Sitong and Zhou Dashan looked at Li Muchan, nodded helplessly, and jumped onto the carriage shaft.

"Drive!" Zhou Dashan cracked his whip and shouted, and the four white horses stepped forward on the thick white snow.

The beautiful middle-aged woman was lying on the car window, looking at the large house shrouded in white snow, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a blur of brilliance, and she was filled with emotions.

Yao Sitong stood up, put his hand on the upper edge of the carriage, and looked over the carriage to the back.

But I saw Li Muchan riding on the maroon horse, motionless, holding the bow and arrow in his hand but not firing, allowing the eight people to approach like flying.

He was a little worried, but also looking forward to it.

The young lady has always been proud and arrogant, and her eyes are as high as her head. Anyone who is willing to bend down to serve must be an extraordinary person and must have an amazing artistic career.

That bay-red horse is really a divine horse. It has a white diamond-shaped forehead and its eyes are like gemstones, sparkling and full of spiritual wisdom, just like human eyes, containing rich emotions.

At this time, it was gently pawing the ground leisurely, removing the snow on the ground and exposing the soil.

The carriage gradually accelerated, and when eight men in black passed by the mansion, four of them fell into the yard. The four of them passed over the wall and chased the carriage.

"Yao, stop!" A big man yelled in the air, the sound like a bell resounding in all directions.

Yao Sitong pressed the edge of the carriage with one hand and stroked his beard with the other and laughed: "Nian, don't worry. We meet in the mountains and rivers. See you someday!"

"Yao, if you don't stop, don't blame us for being rude!" The big man wore black clothes and had a long, slanted face, resembling an eggplant.

His eyes were narrow and long, his nose was long, his chin was upturned, and his eyes were shining coldly as he stared at the carriage.

"Zheng..." There was a flash of cold light, and he drew his sword in the air. In the flash of cold light, the man and the sword merged into one, and shot straight towards the carriage, forming a silver streak, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

Although Yao Sitong was surprised that Li Muchan remained motionless, he didn't care about anything else at this time and jumped onto the carriage, drawing his sword to greet him.

The big man named Nian combined his body and sword into one body and was extremely fast. He arrived in front of Yao Sitong in the blink of an eye, and the two were about to fight.

"Woo!" suddenly sounded like a tiger roaring.

The big man surnamed Nian's expression changed drastically, and he flew out suddenly, as if he had a thread tied to his body and was being pulled away.

The other three people's martial arts skills were not as good as that of the big man named Nian, and they were three to four feet behind. When they saw this, they immediately became alert, knowing that someone was plotting against them, and they hurriedly fell to the ground, sinking like three stones.

If you encounter a plot, you will be a target while flying in the air, which is the same as sending you to death.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, three black lights flashed in the air, and the three of them flew out.

Yao Sitong took a breath of cold air. He could see clearly that the master Mingkong shot an arrow first and shot the man named Nian away. But the second time he shot, three arrows were shot out at the same time, accurately hitting the three people.

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Such archery skills were truly amazing. The four of them were so skilled in martial arts that there was no room for escape. He shook his head and sighed, these four people are all good players.

He suddenly glared and his hair stood on end as he saw Li Muchan raising his arm and shooting towards him.

He caught a flash of black light in his eyes, and just as he was about to shrink his head, a gust of wind passed by, and a roar of "woo" came from his ears.

"Bang!" A muffled sound passed behind him.

Cold sweat burst out from his back, and he walked around the space between life and death. He quickly turned around and looked back, only to see two men in black lying under the wall, trapped in the thick white snow, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Zhou Dashan's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his whip to make the horse run faster. He admired it in his heart. If it weren't for these two arrows, he would have hit the road.

Unexpectedly, the Nanjiang family was so guarded against his wife. They not only deployed manpower inside the house, but also outside the house. Their intentions were clearly revealed.

Yao Sitong glanced at Li Muchan and was a little angry. If he had shot himself just now, he would have been hit by an arrow. Such an arrow technique was really terrifying!

Amidst the muffled sound of horse hooves, the carriage kept moving forward. Red Shadow walked slowly, slowly following behind. Li Muchan sat on the saddle and shot an arrow from time to time.

Every time an arrow was shot, one person fell down. The carriage finally passed through the alley and came to the broad street. In this alley, he shot down more than twenty people.

When they arrived on the street, Zhou Dashan and Yao Sitong both breathed a sigh of relief. The crowds here were dense and it was not easy to ambush people. They could take advantage of the large number of people and fish in troubled waters.

Li Muchan rode Chi Ying and followed the carriage leisurely.

"Give way! Give way!" Zhou Dashan waved his whip and shouted loudly, the sound was like a bell. The carriage was speeding on the street, and people were dodging and cursing.

Zhou Dashan was so anxious that he couldn't care about this. Once his family got the news, they would send more people. He had to leave the city as soon as possible to avoid being caught in a trap.

"Wow..." A five or six-year-old child sat on the ground and cried loudly. People ducked and knocked him down without caring about others.

The white horse was galloping and was about to trample over him. People covered their eyes because they couldn't bear to see it.

Zhou Dashan leaped onto the back of the first white horse, swung his whip around the child and pulled it, causing the child to fly up and land firmly into the crowd on the street.

Amid people's exclamations, the carriage sped away, the horses' hooves hurried, and they were out of sight in an instant.

The journey went smoothly. The four horses galloped and quickly left the west city gate. Zhou Dashan and Yao Sitong breathed a sigh of relief and finally broke out of Longtan.

The Nanjiang family is so powerful and powerful. They know best that if the family is prepared, they will not even think about escaping from the city and will be destroyed directly.

The two looked at each other and looked at Li Muchan behind them.

Li Muchan was sitting on Chiying's back. He closed his eyes slightly and seemed to have fallen asleep. He was gentle and calm, as if he had done a trivial thing.

I have seen Li Muchan's archery skills. Although I don't know how high his martial arts is, I admire him. The strong are respected. This is the common knowledge of martial arts people. Even if you are young, you have the right to be proud.

As soon as the purple door curtain moved, Jiang Yuyan stood at the edge of the carriage and asked Li Muchan: "Master, how should we go?"

Li Muchan opened his eyes and said warmly: "Go back to the capital directly and take the official route."

"Okay." Jiang Yuyan nodded, turned around and said, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Yao, let's take the official route. There's no need to rush. We'll do whatever we want."

Yao Sitong stroking his beard frowned and said: "Miss, we have to hurry up as soon as possible. Once the head of the family hears the news, he will send a large number of experts."

Jiang Yuyan chuckled: "Master, in the midst of thousands of troops, taking the head of an admiral is like picking out an object from a bag. What does the small Nanjiang family have to fear?"

The two people didn't know why and looked over.

Jiang Yuyan smiled and said, "Have you two uncles heard about the great victory of Shenguang City?"

Yao Sitong nodded: "Of course I know, Dayan's first big victory over Dongchu in hundreds of years is exciting!"

Jiang Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Master is the greatest contributor to that great victory. General Hua's great victory was achieved by assassinating the famous Dong Chu general Ximen Zhan."

"Ah——?" The two of them looked at Li Muchan with wide eyes.

Li Muchan shook his head and said, "Yu Yan, don't say these words."

"Yes, Master." Jiang Yuyan responded obediently.

Jiang Yuyan said: "Two uncles, because of this military exploit, the master was awarded the title of general, and the emperor personally granted him the general's palace. We entered the general's palace. No matter how courageous our family is, we will not dare to provoke!"

"Master, I'm disrespectful!" The two of them clenched their fists at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "You two gentlemen, you don't have to be like this."

Yao Sitong chuckled and said: "We are very proud of the battle in Shenguang City. After hearing the news, Lao Zhou and I got drunk. It was really fun!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The soldiers' dedication to their lives is the basis for victory. It is not all my credit."

Seeing that he was humble, the two of them didn't say much, and their expressions became respectful.

The carriage turned south along the official road and set off towards the capital. The Jiang family was called Nanjiang, not because it was in the south. On the contrary, the Nanjiang family was north of Dayan.

As for the name Nanjiang, few people know where it came from. Jiang Yuyan told Li Muchan that it was because the Jiang family moved from the south, so it was called Nanjiang.

When Li Muchan heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter. He thought it was so mysterious and just an old book.

The carriage sped forward and ran for more than ten miles in the blink of an eye. The rapid sound of horse hooves came from behind. The snow on the official road had been swept away, revealing the ground. The horse's hoofs stepped on it, making a dull thud.

Zhou Dashan and Yao Sitong looked back from time to time. A group of people were chasing behind them, getting closer and closer. The four horses pulling the cart were running, but they were still less than one horse.

Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly, looked down with a calm expression, and looked down with the eyes of the sky.

There are twenty riders behind, all dressed in black satin and carrying long knives and swords on their waists. They are all in their forties, at the peak of their powers, full of energy and concentration, with sharp eyes and a sinister look on their brows.

Obviously, they all carried human lives on their bodies and had killed many people. As they were running, they were silent and their eyes were firm and persistent.

Seeing Li Muchan like this, Zhou Dashan and Yao Sitong admired him greatly. The pursuers behind him were gradually advancing, but he could remain calm and calm as usual. This state of mind was far inferior to theirs.

After a mile, the pursuers were close again. With only a hundred meters between them, three knights pressed their saddles and flew up, like flying snakes passing over the top of the grass, coming straight towards them.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the bowstring vibrated violently.

There was a flash of black light, and the middle-aged man who was chasing him suddenly flew sideways, slid over ten feet in the air, and fell into the snowdrift beside the road with a "bang" and disappeared.

The other two people slowed down and turned to Li Muchan. The two arrows were already in front of them. They could only watch it grow bigger, trying to avoid it but being powerless.

Two arrows pierced each of their shoulders, taking them flying out and landing in the snowdrift next to them.

This arrow was not fatal. It sealed their acupuncture points and made them unable to move. They lost the internal energy to take action for a period of time. Moreover, the internal energy he used was absorbed by the Tianyuan Breathing and Inhalation Technique and was not poisoned.

The weather is unpredictable. The sky was blue before, but now there are thick dark clouds. After a gust of wind, snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, flying like catkins.

Four horses pulled the carriage and galloped down the official road. A group of knights chased behind them, but they were getting farther and farther away and did not dare to get closer. In a short time, Li Muchan shot four more people away.

Ten knights were far behind, not too far but not too close, about a mile away. The other three turned their horses and ran back to spread the news and summon more men.
To be continued...