Chapter 69: Wang Bo, Pindao will definitely send your good brother down to accompany you
Don't go to Liaodong. The barbarian soldiers are like tigers and jackals. Their long swords will crush my body and their sharp arrows will pierce my cheeks.
Life only lasts for a moment, who will be sad for a chastity? A great general will be rewarded for his achievements, so why am I a dead Haolai!
Under the cover of night, in an abandoned house in the south of Chang'an City, Wang Bo, the leader of the 'rebellion army' who once took the name of 'Chishiro' and fired the first shot to overthrow the Sui Dynasty, has reached the stage of his life.
dead end.
"Even if you are accompanied by the guards who followed you back from Changbai Mountain, you will not be a match for me..."
The leader of the men in black flipped his wrist and unsheathed his long sword. "What's more, you are now alone. Wang Bo, please kneel down and surrender. Hand over the imperial seal. I can still decide to spare your life."
"Save someone's life? Hahaha..."
Wang Bo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard some funny joke.
"If His Majesty had sent a judge to get me, then I might still believe that Your Majesty would really spare my life. But now that His Majesty has dispatched your Yuan Cong Forbidden Army, do you think I will still believe that you will spare my life?
?”
"Stubborn and stubborn..."
The man in black frowned, holding a long knife in his hand and walking toward Wang Bo with an indifferent expression.
"In this case, I can only capture you first."
"If you can do it, try it..."
By this time, Wang Bo seemed to have completely put aside life and death. As soon as he held the long knife in his hand, he advanced instead of retreating and walked up to the man in black.
"How could a certain person die in your hands after decades of life and death!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Bo had already waved the long knife in his hand.
"Chishiro in front of Changbai Mountain, wearing a pure red cotton back and crotch..."
When the sword was raised, it seemed as if it was carrying the wind and snow all over the sky. It was fierce and fierce, and the terrifying pressure and momentum seemed to have condensed into substance.
"I didn't expect that you, Wang Bo, could still make progress in such a desperate situation."
The leader of the men in black nodded with admiration on his face.
"It's a pity that it's still not enough... The secret skills of military strategists: difficult to know, like clouds, moving like thunder, and the brave cannot advance alone..."
A flash of sword light flew up, like a dragon that had just emerged from the abyss.
The flying swords and lights were like flying dragons flying between white mountains and black waters. The layers of wind and snow fell on the dragon's body, making it look so powerless.
The intersection of two swords.
The bodies are intertwined.
A bloody light rushed up...
Crack!
After a soft sound, the man in black turned his back to Wang Bo and calmly sheathed the Tang sword in his hand.
Plop!
Wang Bo, who was behind him, fell to the ground weakly, and the long knife in his hand fell from his hand.
"Take down the sinner Wang Bo..." the man in black said coldly, "quickly ask about the whereabouts of the imperial seal. This matter has been delayed for too long."
"yes!"
Just when the subordinates he brought had just agreed and were about to step forward to control Wang Bo who had fallen to the ground, something unexpected happened...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three strange metal cylinders were thrown out from somewhere. After they landed, the cylinders exploded and billowing colorful smoke spewed out.
"What is this...ahem..."
The incident happened suddenly, and before the leading man in black could react, the entire courtyard of the abandoned house was filled with this strange colored smoke, choking him and several of his men until they coughed repeatedly.
The next moment, a similarly black figure quickly passed through the smoke, aiming directly at Wang Bo who fell on the ground.
"How could it be possible for you to have to...cough!"
The leading man in black coughed and slashed at the charging figure without hesitation.
In the billowing smoke, this knife fell down quickly and hard like a wild dragon flying in the sky...
Zheng!
Five crisp and rhythmic sounds of gold and iron echoed in the air, and a sword light like autumn water danced, blocking five times in a row, blocking layer after layer of murderous intent.
The next moment, the man with the sword had grabbed Wang Bo who was lying on the ground, and then rushed towards the wall of the abandoned house without hesitation.
"Stop for me, general..."
The man in black held a Tang sword in his hand and chased after him without hesitation. However, what greeted him was a round iron ball-like thing that suddenly appeared from the colorful smoke.
"Little tricks!"
The man in black snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand had accurately struck the iron ball.
boom!
The moment the Tang sword hit the iron ball, there was a sudden burst of light and a loud sound like thunder on the ground.
Immediately, the man in black felt an irresistible force coming in, and his body flew out behind him involuntarily.
The last scene that appeared in front of him was the man in black who suddenly appeared, grabbing Wang Bo and rushing forward, disappearing into the billowing smoke.
"General..."
After hearing the loud noise, several subordinates brought by the man in black were already groping their way through the thick smoke.
"Is there nothing wrong with you?"
"I'm fine..."
The leading man in black put his sword back into its sheath and dusted himself off with a livid face.
"But Tomoyo Wangbo was rescued by others."
"Who will come to rescue Wang Bo?" a man in black asked doubtfully.
"I don't know, but this kind of swordsmanship, this kind of skill, this kind of speed, this kind of style..." the man in black who took the lead said bitterly. "Either Kong Kong Jingjing, or the Hidden Sect.
"
"Then what should we do now, general?" another man in black asked.
"Retreat first!"
The leading man in black turned his head and walked in the direction he came from.
"This general will not just let this matter go. Whether it is Yinmen or Kong Kong Jingjing, they must give me an explanation!"
"Ah sneeze!"
A certain male-clothed lolita who was about to sleep suddenly sneezed loudly.
Kong Qing held Toshiro Wangbo in his hand and ran quickly through the night in Chang'an City, climbing over walls and crossing ridges as if he were walking on flat ground.
However, if someone gets closer and takes a closer look at this time, they will find that his feet are not touching the ground at all. It looks like he is running very fast, but in fact he is flying relatively low.
Whoosh!
A quarter of an hour later, Kong Qing had already carried Wang Bo to Quchifang in the south of the city.
Although there are crowds of people here during the day, by midnight, there is no one at all. The pale moonlight shines on the water of Qujiang Pool, making it look a bit weird.
boom!
Kong Qing dropped Wang Bo in his hand to the ground, and a burst of severe pain woke up Wang Bo from unconsciousness again.
"Where is this..."
"It's not the underworld anyway."
Kong Qing, who had already changed his clothes with a click of a button and put on a black suit, squatted in front of Wang Bo with his face covered, and said calmly. "You are seriously injured, but unfortunately... I don't know how to treat injuries, so I can only trouble you."
Think for yourself how to save yourself."
"No……"
Wang Bo moved on the ground and laughed miserably.
"The knife that hit me just now was a secret skill of the military. Now the qi that the other party slashed has penetrated deep into the inner organs of the patient. Ordinary doctors can no longer help. If you want to cure the patient, you must find the King of Medicine, Sun Simiao."
"That might be difficult..."
Kong Qing shrugged and still spoke in a calm tone.
"According to someone's knowledge, Immortal Sun Simiao is still near Mount Huashan and will not return to Chang'an until half a year at the earliest."
"Yes, I also know..."
Wang Bohe breathed out heavily and his face turned gray.
"...My time has come, but there is one thing that I can't worry about..."
"Stop it!"
Kong Qing interrupted Wang Bo unceremoniously.
"I rescued you just because I felt that the person who shouted, 'For example, if Liaodong dies, how can his head be injured?' should die with more dignity, for example, in the hands of someone.
As for other things, such as helping you get revenge, or fulfilling one of your wishes, don’t mention it. We all met by chance. As long as you give me your life before you die, it will be regarded as repaying me. It’s a favor.”
"hehe……"
Wang Bo took two breaths and said with some difficulty.
"So you are also looking for revenge on a certain person?"
"Revenge, that's right..."
Kong Qing said calmly, "A certain person is from Shandong, and his parents both died in the ninth year of Daye."
What Kong Qing said was not a lie, it was just not him, but what happened to Qingwei before he traveled through time...
"I see……"
Wang Bo took two laborious breaths, and his face seemed to relax.
"Is this retribution for someone?"
"Those who kill will always be killed!"
Kong Qing looked at Wang Bo and slowly drew out his Gu Chen Sword.
"Wang Bo, get ready to hit the road!"
"Which..."
Wang Bo coughed twice more, and then he worked hard to puff up his chest and expose his neck. "I can give you my great head, but I still have something to say to you."
"explain!"
"In the ninth year of Daye, the things in Shandong were not all done by a certain person. Meng Rang, a 'good brother' of a certain family, was also involved..." There was a strange smile in Wang Bo's eyebrows, "Now a certain person That 'good brother' Meng Rang is also in Chang'an City, he is..."
"Monk Fazheng from Zhuangyan Temple..."
Kong Qing pursed his lips and swung his sword.
"Don't worry, Pindao will definitely send your 'good brother' down to accompany you!"
'You killed 'Chishiro' Wang Bo, and your merit value will be increased by seventy.'