"Brother-in-law, she, she is catching up again?" Dou Sha held the horse's girdle that had just been half-tied with one hand and reported with a sad face.
If he had not obeyed and tidied up his mount just now, he could have mounted the horse and run away immediately. But after the horse's girdle was loosened and he had not had time to fasten it, mounting the horse and galloping would be tantamount to committing suicide!
"Get out of the way, go and pack it up! After you pack it up, you and your sister will leave immediately!" Han Qing's vehicle had not been packed yet. However, he was not as frustrated as Dou Sha. He took a deep breath first,
Immediately, he decisively took off the horn bow from the horse.
This time, he did not dare to be merciful. He fully drew the bow arm, looked at the tail feathers, the arrow bunch and the mount under the woman's crotch, quickly formed a straight line, and relaxed the four fingers holding the arrow tail at the same time.
"Whoosh——" The arrow left the string and went straight to the target.
Han Qing didn't even look at the result of the shooting. He quickly put the second arrow on the bow arm and shouted loudly, "Girl, don't come closer, otherwise, don't blame Han for being ruthless!"
Before she finished speaking, the woman in green quickly leaned over and swept a scimitar that looked like a dog's leg in her hand. With a "ding" sound, she knocked the arrow that was flying in the air and sent it flying backwards.
This move is so clever.
Han Qing did not say that he could not do it no matter what, and even watching it, he had only seen it in martial arts movies in his previous life. Immediately, he became more and more convinced that the woman had bad intentions, and decisively shot the second feather arrow at the woman.
High chest.
Followed closely by the third branch, the fourth branch, the fifth branch...
Although his archery skills were not very good, he exercised regularly and had strong physical strength. In one breath, he shot the feather arrow in the pot into the air, and his arms still had the strength to draw the horn bow to full capacity steadily.
The woman in green clothes decisively took her feet out of the stirrups. Her whole body was like a blue butterfly, moving up and down, left and right, using dazzling movements to shoot all the arrows directed at her.
Regardless of whether it might hit him or not, he avoided them one by one.
While dodging like a dance, she still had time to tease, "Oh, Han Lang is so cruel. He actually shot Nunu in the chest with a wolf-fang arrow. Where did Nunu offend you, so that you can bear to do it?"
Such a killer?"
"Han Lang, if you really hate Nunu, how about Nunu dismount and let you capture him alive? You take Nunu back to the house, put him on the bed and beat him as much as you want. Nunu promises to keep begging for mercy.
"
"Oh, don't shoot Nunu in the face. If you lose face, you won't be able to take Nunu out in the future. As the saying goes, a woman's face is specially made for men..."
"Despicable, shameless!" Knowing that she said these words just to mess with Han Qing's heart, Dou Rong was still so angry that her face turned black. From behind the horse, she took out the short crossbow that Han Qing specially asked the craftsman to make for herself, and raised it
Shoot with your hand.
Although the crossbow arrows were short, they were much faster than bows and arrows. Immediately, the movements of the woman in green could no longer maintain the calmness of a butterfly walking through flowers. She had to fall quickly and hide her entire body under the horse's belly.
The crossbow arrow flew past her saddle, bringing up a bunch of sawdust. The woman in green stood up and sat on the saddle again. First she slashed away the arrow shot by Han Qing, and then she quickly raised her hand towards Dou Rong, "
It’s my turn, eat my egg!”
"Hurry!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Qing jumped over and threw Dou Rong to the ground.
A shiny hidden weapon flew close to his back, hit the tree trunk on the roadside with a bang, and penetrated half an inch.
"Hold up the shield, protect your sister!" Han Qing didn't have time to see what the hidden weapon was, so she shouted at Dou Sha who was standing aside.
Immediately, he quickly turned over, half-knelt on the ground, drew the horn bow, put the last three arrows in the quiver on the bow arm, and shot at the woman's mount from the side.
As a target, the side of the war horse is larger than a horizontal door panel. No matter how bad Han Qing's shooting skills are, there is no reason for his shot to miss at a distance of less than fifteen steps. (Note: The 25-meter shooting board,
Friends who like to play with bows can try it.)
The woman felt sorry for her horse and immediately stopped trying to hit Dou Rong with a hidden weapon. She decisively turned sideways, took out a cloak from behind the saddle, and waved it vigorously, "Wow!" It was like a banner unfurling in the air.
Three feathered arrows flew one after another and passed straight through the unfolded flag. However, the moment they penetrated the flag, they were deflected, and none of them successfully hit the horse.
"It's my turn again!" The face of the woman in green suddenly became as cold as frost. She dropped her cloak that had been shot through, rode her horse and raised her sword, and went straight to Han Qing, "Dog officer, suffer death!"
Before the rush, Han Qing had no time to change weapons, so he could only dodge and at the same time draw the horned bow towards the woman's wrist.
"Choke!" A crisp sound was heard in the air, and the bow arm in Han Qing's hand was cut off in half by the woman with a dog-leg knife.
As for the woman, the moment the war horse passed by Han Qing's side, she quickly rounded her arms and pumped them diagonally. Her posture stretched like a white crane dancing in the water.
"Ah——" At this moment, Han Qing had no time to appreciate the woman's figure. He screamed and fell on his back, then rolled sideways, and at the same time kicked the hay branches on the ground into the air with his feet.
This posture was as embarrassing as it seemed, but it saved his life.
The woman missed the target and lowered her body. She had another chance to strike before the two sides distanced themselves. Unexpectedly, Han Qing rolled too fast, and the withered grass branches and soil flying up on the ground seriously disturbed her.
He caught her sight and had no choice but to curse "shameless" in a low voice and sit back upright on the horse's back.
"You are so shameless. A big girl is begging a man to take you to bed!" Dou Rong was so anxious that her voice was filled with tears. She ran towards Han Qing and cursed at the woman in Tsing Yi.
The woman in green clothes was led by the horse and ran forty steps, and quickly turned back. While closing the distance between them again, she shook her head charmingly. It was completely different from the way she had just struck someone with a knife.
As cold as an iceberg.
"My sister, what you said is wrong. It's not shameless, it's the most important thing in the world. If a man didn't take a woman to bed, every family would have had no children. How could there be a naked baby chasing an old woman and calling her grandma?!"
These words were both vulgar and vivid, but they were also completely valid. Dou Rong immediately blushed and was speechless.
When he was embarrassed and annoyed, he saw the woman in green turned into a cold and cold person like an iceberg. She held the dog-legged knife across her chest and threatened in a deep voice, "You'd better put down the throwing knife, otherwise, I will kill you next time."
If I hit you with an iron egg, I won't say a word to remind you. And the guy named Han may not be able to save you in time!"
Before Dou Rong had time to reply, her face changed again. In the blink of an eye, she changed from an iceberg beauty to a charming girl. "Brother-in-law, please tell the Dou girls to stay away. I am delivering a message to you on behalf of Sister Ziling."
Yes, I don’t want to involve her.”
"She won't let me face danger alone, and you may not be sure of victory!" Han Qing listened, but shook her head without hesitation, "Don't talk about Xu Ziling, she can't be your sister, and she won't
I have a friend like you!"
"Didn't Han Lang easily refuse to reply to Sister Ziling's letter? Why do you think so highly of her now?" After hearing this, the woman in Tsing Yi quickly changed from a charming girl to an evil and charming enchantress, "Nu Nu
I see, you are just like Sister Ziling, you are unwilling to say it openly, but your love has already been deeply rooted in your heart. Oh, Nunu is so miserable, you are like Sister Ziling, when you look at Han Lang for the first time, your heart is full of love.
I can’t erase your presence!”
"What should we do?" She slowly let the horse speed up, while sighing and shaking her head, just like a begonia shining on the water, and a lilac knotted with sorrow, "I have to kill Han Lang with my own hands to be completely free."
After saying that, he felt cold all over his body. He rode his horse and swung his knife straight at Han Qing's neck.
Han Qing was well prepared and did not hesitate to distance herself from Dou Rong. Then she walked backwards with her legs alternately and hid directly behind a big tree.
"Crack!" The big tree was struck by the dog-headed knife in the hand of the woman in green, and large pieces of bark flew up together with white sawdust. The woman missed the hit and swung the knife again, and the cold light was like lightning, heading straight towards Han
Green back.
"Crack!" At the critical moment, Han Qing jumped up again and let another big tree block the fatal blow for him. Immediately, using the cover of the big tree, he took big steps and went straight to his mount.
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"Witch, look at the knife!" Dou Rong was so anxious that she threw the flying knives at the woman in green one after another. However, they were knocked away one by one.
The woman thought she was in the way and suddenly raised her left hand. In an instant, a cold light roared straight to the door in front of Dou Rong.
"Bang!" Dou Sha opened the soft bamboo shield made by Han Qing in time, blocking the cold light two feet away from his sister. Both siblings were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they broke out in cold sweats.
"Witch, I'm here. Come to me if you have the guts!" Han Qing shouted at the top of her voice, fearing that the woman in green would hurt Dou Rong. Then, she leaned over and bent her knees, quickly passed through the belly of her horse, and held the hanging rope in her right hand.
The gun barrel under the saddle was quickly pulled forward.
The spear was successfully pulled out by him, and the woman in Tsing Yi also bypassed the mount, blocked his front, and slashed diagonally with the knife again.
Fighting on foot against a horse, Han Qing had no advantage in speed or height. In the blink of an eye, he was forced into a dangerous situation. But the woman's sword was faster than the other, and the sword never left his neck.
Seeing that he was about to be killed by the sword, Han Qing's body suddenly stiffened, and then he stepped forward against the light of the sword with strange steps.
With a "ding" sound, the tip of the gun hit the dog-leg knife, swinging the blade half a foot away. Immediately afterwards, Han Qing pulled his right hand horizontally, exerting force on his waist, abdomen, thighs and arms at the same time, and the tip of the gun quickly returned to the front.
Pushed forward by the barrel of the gun, he stabbed forward.
"Eh-" The woman in green didn't expect that Han Qing suddenly seemed to be a different person. Her eyes widened in surprise and she ducked sideways.
The tip of the gun was close to her chest and pierced the air. The tassel of the gun was thrown up and hit her. It was not heavy, but she couldn't help but frown slightly. Before she could fight back, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in her ears.
He stopped drinking, "Hi——"
Immediately afterwards, Han Qing's body rolled in the air. The spear in her hand drew an arc outward as if it was alive. The thick barrel of the gun, with the clever cooperation of her body, fiercely swept towards her saddle.
If the person dodges, the horse will inevitably be injured. The woman in Tsing Yi has no choice but to block it with a dog-leg knife. "Dang Cang" The gun barrel collided with the blade of the knife, making a crisp sound and then being bounced half a foot away. The knife in the hand of the woman in Tsing Yi unexpectedly
He was hit and fell more than two feet, and almost injured his own horse.
"Ah -" she exclaimed, decisively urging her mount to distance herself from Han Qing. Then, forty steps away, she turned around again. While adjusting the direction and speed, she frowned and looked at Han Qing up and down.
Look at.
At this moment, maybe this is her true appearance. She is neither as cold as an iceberg, nor as charming as a prostitute, nor does she have the slightest hint of coquettishness of a boudoir girl in her whole body.
However, Han Qing had no time to carefully observe this instant change. He held guns in both hands, his legs repeatedly adjusted his pace, and the breathing in his nostrils was as heavy as someone blowing a bellows.
From the day Li Yuan was injured, he began to fight with various opponents of unknown origin. Although he cannot be said to have experienced a hundred battles now, he must have experienced twenty or thirty battles.
But there has never been a time when he felt so nervous and embarrassed.
If just now, his body was not suddenly taken over by the remnant soul, and he used the killing move of the Han family's marksmanship, he would probably be lying in a pool of blood right now.
The remnant soul seemed to have exhausted all its energy in just a few breaths when it took over the body. Now, the control of the body has been returned to him, and no matter how he calls or begs for permission, it will
No movement at all.
"Han Lang is so skilled, Nunu really likes you. Do you think we two can't get to know each other without fighting?" The woman in green clothes calmed down for a moment, and turned into a brothel woman again, smiling coquettishly and waving her dog.
Knife on the leg, spur the horse to speed up.
Previously, she was forced into a state of embarrassment because she underestimated Han Qing's skills. But this time, she won't make the same mistake again.
She must ask Han Qing to taste the dog-leg knife in her right hand, the iron gall in her left hand, the bowed crossbow on her back, and the flying needle on her shoe.
No matter which one of them plays a role, everyone named Han is in doom today!
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was reduced to within twenty steps again, the woman in green clothes quickly raised her left hand.
"Bang!" Before she could smash out the iron gall, a thunderbolt suddenly came from the diagonal stab. Immediately afterwards, countless iron sands came spurting out along with gunpowder smoke!
