Just when the thin man asked these words in a cold voice.
He suddenly noticed something strange moving under his feet.
He glanced down subconsciously and saw that a thin layer of frost had condensed under his feet at some unknown time.
"you……!"
Just at this moment.
A cold and swift icy sword light suddenly appeared from the sword in the hand of the messenger in front of him.
The figure of the other party passed him quickly.
"puff……!"
The thin man let go of the bow and arrow and covered his neck tightly with both hands.
Then he fell to his knees weakly and died quickly.
Before the bright red blood had time to flow and splash out, it was frozen by a terrifying coldness, freezing into fine blood-colored ice crystals.
"Having lived this long, has no one ever told you that as a long-range archer, don't let anyone get close to you easily?" Si Yuan put away the fine iron sword in his hand.
Those eyes full of wisdom are full of calmness and indifference.
"Baiyue, my hometown, has become so weak."
"Hopeless……."
He casually hung the fine iron sword on his left waist.
Si Yuan turned around, gently raised the toes of his right foot on the ground, picked up the hardwood bow left by the thin man, reached out with his left hand, and held it.
I pulled the bowstring with the five fingers of my right hand and found that the strength of the bowstring and bow arm was just right.
He then took off the arrow pot that the other party was carrying on his back and hung it diagonally on his back, juxtaposed with the bamboo box containing the little concubine.
"Presumably, someone will soon notice that something is wrong in the mansion, and perhaps there will be soldiers chasing you."
"You can't stay here long."
Using both legs, he jumped up from the ground.
Si Yuan quickly ran and jumped among the thick and thin branches, while watching six directions and listening in all directions, always paying attention to the wind and grass around him.
Meanwhile, at the top of the woods above his head.
There was also a little black bird flying separately from a little sparrow, keeping watch in the sky. But the little black bird looked extremely depressed and lifeless.
Without the warmth and nourishment of Yu Sanzi's Gu skills, it actually can't live for long.
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the other side.
The pursuit team sent by the guard commander quickly caught up.
Always pay attention to the remaining horse hoof prints on the dirt ground, and after seeing that there was no sign of stopping or slowing down, he continued to catch up along the road.
And this scene.
The little black bird flying high in the sky looked back and noticed that through the dirt road hidden in the shadow of the mottled trees, a small team of soldiers was gradually moving away.
Parted ways with Si Yuan.
"Sure enough, a pursuer appeared, and his reaction was not slow." Si Yuan showed an inexplicable smile on his lips, and then ran quickly through the forest without saying a word.
Go somewhere.
Through the dead-puppet little sparrow's keen animal perception, he once again noticed the traces of the Baiyue scouts.
"I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately... you blocked my way."
He raised the hardwood bow with his left hand, quickly pulled out an arrow feather from the quiver behind his back with his right hand, bent the bow and set the arrow, and while running and jumping quickly, Si Yuan completed the lock on the hidden target.
"call out……!"
The fingers loosen the bow string, and the arrow feathers streak across like meteors.
The Baiyue scout who was hiding in the dark was shot dead on the spot by a sneak attack before he had time to react. His body was placed among the branches without falling.
"the second……."
The figure flashed past, Si Yuan's footsteps did not stop.
There is a huge gap between those who have internal strength and those who do not. Many times, he has already shot and killed the other person, but the other person has not found any trace of him.
But there are not exceptions.
Just like the thin man I met first.
The one-eyed swordsman I encountered at this moment belonged to another category.
"I just want to get over there peacefully. Let's go our separate ways, okay?" Si Yuan threw away the hardwood bow in his hand. The arrow feathers had been used up, so this thing was useless.
His right hand, which was not considered strong and heavy, tightly grasped the hilt of the fine iron sword on his left waist.
Keep your eyes guarded and stare at the other person.
"As a Baiyue man, why did you do this?" The one-eyed swordsman scout captain stood in the woods, holding the iron sword tightly in his right hand. On the cold blade, there were traces of blood that could not be washed away.
Looking at this young boy who killed many of his subordinates, he felt angry and annoyed.
But more of it is regret and confusion.
"You are young and since you have skills, why don't you stay and serve the king?"
"It is difficult for a small individual to block the rolling tide of history. In this battle, Baiyue will lose." Si Yuan gently pulled out the fine iron sword in his hand and clasped the shoulder strap of the bamboo box with his left hand.
Take down the bamboo box containing the little concubine and carefully place it on the grass next to it.
"I just want to live with my young sister, that's all."
The fine iron sword in his hand was raised and pointed diagonally at the one-eyed swordsman scout captain.
Si Yuan's eyes darkened slightly.
His feet suddenly stepped hard on the ground, and with grass clippings and soil flying, his young body, which was not very tall, had already taken the initiative to charge towards the opponent.
"Stubborn, hum!"
The one-eyed swordsman used the inner strength in his body, and the sword in his hand flashed like rain, and he quickly slashed diagonally towards Si Yuan.
It's like pear blossoms rushing towards you during a heavy rainstorm.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Si Yuan sighed in praise.
The internal energy of Xuan Bing in his body was completely boiling and going berserk.
The long sword in his hand was so cold that it seemed to freeze everything. Even the surrounding air began to condense into fine ice crystals out of thin air.
The ice crystals are as hard as fine iron, and the blocking weakens a lot of the sword's light.
"This move can determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death."
When the fine iron swords in their hands violently collided with each other.
A terrifying physical brute force burst out from the muscles and bones of Si Yuan's body, driving the fine iron sword in his hand to press hard against the opponent.
The air is so cold that it freezes fine iron.
"Crack...!"
In less than a blink of an eye.
The fine iron swords in the hands of the two people were broken and broken because they could not withstand the huge force of the collision and because of their extremely low toughness under the cold.
The one-eyed swordsman cut off his sword and slashed diagonally towards Si Yuan's neck.
Si Yuan also reacted quickly. He raised his left hand, spread his fingers, and grasped the broken sword that the opponent had slashed at him.
At the same time, the broken sword in his own hand also stabbed straight into the opponent's chest.
"laugh……!"
In his left hand, blood was flowing.
Sen Leng's sword blade was stained red.
But in the end, he forcibly blocked the broken sword in the opponent's hand.
But the one-eyed swordsman, because his physical strength and internal force quality were inferior to his own, could not resist the broken sword in his hand after piercing his palm.
It continued to pierce the living heart inside his chest.
The biting and terrifying chill of the forest quickly caused the blood in his body to cool down and solidify, and his hot-blooded heart was frozen into a hard block.