The team stopped, Li Muchan tiptoed, jumped onto the carriage shaft, and looked from a high place.
These three big Han people are like iron towers, with bare upper bodies, dark skin, shiny, like cast iron, and three people with bare heads. At first glance, they look like monks, but upon closer inspection, they look different. There are no scars on their heads.
Xiao Yuan also jumped out from the curtain, jumped onto the carriage, and stood next to Li Muchan. The faint body fragrance penetrated directly into his nose.
She put her little white hand on her crooked eyebrow and took a look. Xiao Yuan curled her lips and said coquettishly: "Who are these guys? They don't wear any clothes, how barbaric they are!"
Three big men with sinister faces and fierce eyes stood in the middle of the road with their arms folded, squinting at the guards.
The big man in the center had a square face and sneered: "Let you take the lead and speak!"
Elder Zhang took a step forward, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "Three heroes, I don't know where the hero is, what do you think?"
The square-faced man snorted and asked in a rough voice: "Where are you going?"
Elder Zhang said with a smile: "When I go to Changqing City, I hope it will be convenient for these three heroes... Xiaoma!"
A bronze-armored guard came forward and held out a black cloth bag with both hands. Elder Zhang took it and weighed it. There was a rattling sound inside, the sound of silver ingots clashing.
He threw it to the three big men and said with a smile: "It's a small thing, please invite three good men to drink."
A round-faced man next to him took it, opened the bag and glanced at it, then tightened it, tied it around his waist, and looked at Elder Zhang with a smile: "You are quite generous, old man!"
"Hehe, hehe, when you are away from home, one more friend and one more way to go, you can make a friend." Elder Zhang smiled brightly and was amiable.
Xiao Yuan curled her lips and snorted impatiently: "Elder Zhang, really, these little shrimps can be knocked down directly, so why do they have to keep them smiling!"
Mei Ruolan's faint voice came: "The situation in Hexi is complicated. Anyone who can stand his ground cannot be underestimated. Elder Zhang is mature and prudent."
Xiao Yuan sighed helplessly and said lazily: "Zhan Ran, if it's you, what should I do?"
Li Muchan smiled: "I will be like Elder Zhang."
"Humph, you are so boring!" Xiao Yuan rolled her eyes at him.
Li Muchan shook his head and chuckled, without saying much. It is easiest for martial arts practitioners to kill people, but killing people happily often causes endless troubles. The trouble caused by killing one person requires killing several or dozens of people to solve it.
If you kill Feng Shangkun, you will be in endless trouble.
Bixuetang's revenge has not come yet, and his heart feels like a boulder. As time goes by, the boulder becomes heavier and heavier, so heavy that he can't breathe.
Even though he has profound Zen skills and a thorough understanding of the world, he cannot relieve this pressure.
Bixuetang is far from comparable to Mei Mansion. If they don't move, they will be destroyed. If they move, they will be destroyed, like heavy rain and thunder. Mei Mansion is so weak that it is like an egg hitting a stone.
This is the trouble that comes with murder.
However, sometimes, you have to kill people. If you don't kill people and others will kill you, how can you sit back and wait for death?
The square-faced man in the center pointed at the carriage: "What's it carrying?"
Elder Zhang smiled and said: "Haha, some fabrics are not worth much. Three good men are so generous. Thank you very much!"
"Open it and take a look!" the square-faced man said coldly.
Elder Zhang looked troubled and hesitated.
The round-faced man pulled out a knife, pointed the tip of the knife at Elder Zhang, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up! Big brother asked you to open it, so hurry up and open it!"
The faces of the guards darkened, their eyes gleamed, and they were extremely angry.
Elder Zhang usually smiles and has no airs, but everyone respects him. It is really annoying that these three guys are so rude!
The three of them paid no attention to the angry glares of the crowd, and looked at them sideways with provocation on their faces.
Seeing that they were confident, Elder Zhang turned to look at Elder Ouyang.
He had just bought time for Elder Ouyang to examine it carefully. Elder Ouyang had a magic trick that greatly increased the power of the ears after using it, like the legendary ears that follow the wind.
Elder Ouyang took a step forward and said coldly: "Shut up! ...Give me your name!"
"Hey, old guy, you are really ignorant, look at this!" The round-faced man patted his bald head.
Elder Ouyang frowned and said coldly: "Bald bandit?"
"Hehe, you're quite sensible!" The big man chuckled proudly.
Elder Ouyang uttered one word coldly: "Get out——!"
"What a brave man!" the big man yelled angrily, about to draw his sword.
The square-faced man in the center stretched out his hand to stop us, frowned and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"You want to know my name, but you are not worthy!" Elder Ouyang sneered, looked around, and said coldly: "Let them all come out!"
The square-faced man sneered repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! That's not a small tone!"
He pursed his lips and let out a long roar, and suddenly his footsteps were rustling. More than a hundred people emerged from the woods and came up to surround the convoy. They all held knives and swords and stared at them eagerly.
These people have different clothes and different weapons, and they are all miscellaneous. At first glance, they look like they belong to a mob.
But they all have sharp eyes, good cultivation, and the evil spirit in the corners of their eyes. It is obvious that they have many lives on their hands, and they are desperadoes.
They had different clothes and different weapons, but they had one thing in common - they all had bald heads. More than a hundred bald heads shone in the sun, and the surrounding area suddenly became much brighter.
Elder Ouyang glanced sideways, stroking his beard and sneered: "So few people?... I heard that there are thousands of bald bandits, and the leader is also a big shot. You three are just minions!"
The square-faced man laughed loudly and waved his hands: "You don't need a knife to kill a chicken. How do you need the leader to take action to deal with you?"
"That's right!" The round-faced man nodded vigorously, convinced.
Elder Ouyang turned his head and clasped his fists in the distance: "Miss, how to deal with them?"
Mei Ruolan was sitting in the carriage without showing her face. A cold voice slowly came from the carriage, calmly: "Kill him, don't let anyone go."
"Yes!" Elder Ouyang said solemnly.
Elder Zhang pointed at the three of them, shook his head and sighed: "You guys, you really don't have to drink the wine as a punishment. Alas... you can still live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own!"
The round-faced man glared: "Old man, shut up! Open your dog eyes and see clearly, whoever has more people here can make the decision!"
Elder Zhang shook his head, flashed his figure, and then returned to his position.
"Pa!" There was a crisp sound, very clear, and the big man covered the left side of his face and stared at Elder Zhang in surprise.
Elder Zhang said with a smile: "Haha, little guy, don't stare, I'm here to teach you for your father, you must respect the old and love the young!"
"This old thief is looking for death!" The big man blushed, stepped in front of Elder Zhang in three steps, drew his sword and slashed, and the long sword drew a silver streak.
"Tsk——!" A black light suddenly appeared and went straight to the big man's chest.
He was startled and hurriedly sheathed the knife, blocking it with a horizontal stroke to protect his heart.
"Ding..." In the clear ringing sound, he swung his long knife and his body stagnates.
"Hi!" There was another whistle, and a black light shot straight into his chest.
The square-faced man beside him hurriedly stepped forward and slashed with his sword, trying to cut off the black light, but missed a little and only hit the empty space.
The black light flashed away, and the goose feather arrow flew out from behind the round-faced man, bringing out a large amount of blood.
His burly body arched suddenly, like a lobster, and flew back with a breath, as if being sucked away by a strange force.
He flew three feet away and landed with a "bang", motionless and dead.
The square-faced man's face was ashen, he lowered his head to look at the knife and took a deep breath.
He pointed his knife at Li Muchan in the distance and cursed loudly: "You are just a thief and a monk, you sneak attack and plot, you are really a despicable villain!"
Li Muchan stood on the carriage, the monk's clothes were fluttering in the breeze, and the skirts of his clothes were floating in a free and easy way.
He held an ice jade bow and said with a smile: "I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will repay him tenfold. Everyone, it is not too late for you to leave now. Treat it as a misunderstanding!"
The big man sneered and pointed the tip of the knife: "Bullshit misunderstanding, thief monk, I swear to take your dog's head today!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, drew an arrow, drew the bow and shot.
"Woo..." There was a flash of black light, and wild goose feathers and arrows whizzed in.
The big man sneered and slashed with his sword.
"Ding..." Wu Guang was cut down, and the wild goose feather arrow fell to the ground. The big man laughed. Just as he was about to speak, his smile suddenly froze, and he felt something was wrong.
"Tsk..." Another black light came, and he hurriedly swung the knife, but missed it. His arm was stiff and he couldn't keep up with his mind, so it was a little late.
Normally, it would not be a big deal, but at this time, this little difference could determine life or death. The wild goose feather arrow pierced his throat and dropped to the official road behind him with a cloud of blood.
"You..." He pointed his long knife at Li Muchan who was twenty feet away, full of unwillingness.
Li Muchan shook his head, turned to everyone, and said calmly: "Miss, kill them all?"
Mei Ruolan said calmly: "Well, the bald bandits are brutal and wreaking havoc, never leaving anyone alive. Killing them would be a way of doing justice to God."
"Okay!" Li Muchan nodded.
While the two were talking, the big man took off his long sword and landed with a "clang". His body slowly fell backwards, landed with a "bang" and stopped moving.
Li Muchan knew that he would never die in peace and felt that he had been tricked.
Li Muchan's internal energy is not very deep, but his purity is far superior to that of ordinary people. He attached the Arrow Control Technique to the arrow and condensed it into substance. The sword intersected with the arrow, and his internal energy penetrated into the meridians of the Han Dynasty along the sword.
The big man swung his sword to kill the second arrow. This internal force acted strangely and delayed for a moment. This time, it decided life or death.
"Choke..." With a flash of cold light, Elder Ouyang drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at the big men, and shouted: "Kill——, no one will be spared!"
"Kill!" All the guards shouted in unison, and a group of four began to attack.
Suddenly there were flashes of swords, shouts, screams, and curses, and a tragic atmosphere filled the official road. Pedestrians stayed away and did not dare to approach.
Li Muchan whispered: "Senior sister, Xiaoyuan, you protect the young lady, be careful!"
"What do you want to do?" Xiao Yuan asked hurriedly.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I'll go take a look."
Without waiting for Xiao Yuan to speak, he floated away into the distance. He was in the air, his ice jade bow kept being fully drawn, and he shot out arrows with wild goose feathers, and streaks of black light penetrated the bald men.
When he jumped out of the circle and got into the woods, he had killed more than 20 people. His arrows were all missed and every arrow was sure to hit. He had acquired the essence of Feiyun Archery and was even better than Feng Shangkun.
As soon as he jumped into the forest, his body turned into a ghost and flew forward silently.
The trees are gloomy, the sun is blazing outside, and the forest is sultry and dark.
The thumb and forefinger pinched the arrow, and the inner energy of the Taiyin was contained in the arrow. The ice jade bow was fully drawn, and when it was released gently, a black light shot out, but it was silent.
There is a muffled "bang" sound, as if something heavy falls to the ground.
His figure kept moving, erratic and unpredictable, and his fleeting shadows coincided with the nine appearances of Yunlong. He was swift and agile. His hand kept pulling the bow, and streams of black light shot out, silently.
"Humph!" Suddenly, a scolding voice came out. Li Muchan's expression changed, his body twisted, and he stepped back sharply. This was Xiao Yuan's voice.