Zhou Zhiruo was the only one who was shocked beyond measure by the fact that Yin Liting was suddenly able to leave.
After all the disciples of the Emei Sect had left, he put on some clothes, said goodbye to Su Yi and others, and left alone.
A person whose limbs and joints were shattered could suddenly stand up. Such a thing was nothing short of a fantasy. But for Su Sanqi and Xiao Zhao, it was not unusual at all for Su Yi.
Su Sanqi had known for a long time that Su Yi was not an ordinary person. Xiao Zhao had even seen Qingfeng Mingyue with his own eyes, and could even accept such outrageous things as ghosts. Yin Liting was really not worth making a fuss about.
But Zhou Zhiruo felt that her entire outlook on life was about to be overturned.
Isn’t it common sense that if a joint is broken, it will lead to paralysis?
Why does common sense no longer apply to Yin Liting?
"Brother Su, what on earth is going on?" Zhou Zhiruo looked in disbelief as she watched Yin Liting disappear into the night with two horses and one person, "Yin Liuxia, he, he..."
"Sister Zhiruo, you still don't know what big brother is capable of!" Xiao Zhao said proudly, as if he was showing off his new toy.
Su Yi smiled, changed the subject and said: "The Tatars have captured people from the six major sects and I don't know what their plot is, but things should not be delayed as things may change later. Let's rest for two hours and then continue on our way!"
Zhou Zhiruo's thirst for knowledge was overwhelming, and she was scratching her heart with hundreds of paws, but seeing that Su Yi didn't speak, she had no choice but to give up. She felt lost and sad at the same time, thinking that he would still regard me as an outsider after all.
This is the difference in personality between her and Xiao Zhao. If it were Xiao Zhao, he would have pestered Su Yi to act like a baby, but Zhou Zhiruo couldn't do such a thing. She was trying hard to make herself look like a lady.
, for fear that Su Yi would look down upon him if he behaved inappropriately.
After all, they had been traveling for a day. The four of them rested for two hours and finally regained some energy. The sky was still dark at this time, but everyone had to hit the road again.
Although Su Yi knew that the people arrested by the six major sects would not be in great danger, it was difficult to say that this would definitely be the case.
Su Yi did not turn into a prophet to nip this incident in the bud. Naturally, he wanted to be the one who single-handedly saved the six major sects and maximize the benefits.
But if things deviate from the original track, then all this calculation will be in vain, which is naturally not what Su Yi wants to see.
Therefore, for Su Yi, rushing on the road is really not just a show.
In the afternoon of the next day, a group of four people arrived at Yumen Pass.
Along the way, when they reached a place with people, Su Yi and others would disperse to inquire whether a large group of Mongolian soldiers escorting "prisoners" passed by.
Escorting hundreds of people to the east would definitely cause a lot of noise, so it was not difficult to find out the news.
The four of them learned that as early as four days ago, a large group of Mongolian soldiers transported a large number of prisoners in prison vehicles, entered Yumen Pass, and headed east.
However, the prison cars were all covered with black cloth, so outsiders could not see what was inside.
"Four days..." Su Sanqi frowned and said to Su Yi, "Sir, there is a four-day journey difference. Even if they are not as fast as us, we have little hope of catching up. Especially after crossing Hexi, roads extend in all directions. We
I don’t know where the other party is going, I’m just afraid…”
Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao also looked at Su Yi, waiting for him to make a decision.
The four of them had been chasing for two days, and they were of course unwilling to give up. But if they continued to chase, it would be in vain. They were all a little confused, and they hoped that Su Yi could give them confidence and guidance.
Su Yi glanced at him and knew that the three of them were discouraged. He couldn't help but smile and said confidently: "I bet that this matter will be resolved within three days! Do you want to bet with me?"
"Yes!" Xiao Zhao's eyes lit up and she was the first to respond. She smiled and leaned forward and raised her chin: "I will bet that it will take less than three days and only two days to see the result. If I lose, I will
I am willing to wash, cook, and serve tea for my eldest brother for the rest of my life! If I win, my eldest brother will never leave Xiao Zhao behind in this life! No matter where I go, I must take Xiao Zhao with me!"
Su Sanqi smiled when she heard this and looked away.
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned, with complex expressions of envy and resentment in her eyes.
Sometimes she actually envies Xiao Zhao, who dares to love and hate so much and expresses his feelings directly.
But she couldn't do it.
Su Yi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Even if you don't make this bet, you still win."
Xiao Zhao suddenly beamed.
Su Yi smiled at Zhou Zhiruo again and said, "Zhiruo, what do you think?"
Zhou Zhiruo said "Ah", a little flustered and blushing: "You, what did you tell me to say? I don't know! I... I think you are right..."
Hearing that she was a little incoherent, Xiao Zhao couldn't help laughing, which made Zhou Zhiruo blush even more and feel useless.
Su Yi hurriedly said: "If there is a result within three days, then I will give each of you three a gift!"
"What gift!" Xiao Zhaodun asked expectantly as his attention was diverted.
"Sir, I'll forget it." Su Sanqi smiled.
Zhou Zhiruo was also looking forward to it, and her previously entangled and depressed thoughts were a little lighter.
Su Yi smiled heartily and got on his horse: "Everyone has a share! Let's go!"
After such a small episode, Xiao Zhao and the other three people followed Su Yi all the way, driving day and night, resting for only two hours a day.
Two days later, the four of them arrived at the border of Xiliang Prefecture.
The weather in the northwest is like a child's face. It changes at a moment's notice. In the morning, I was still wearing cotton-padded clothes and rushing. By noon, the sun was blazing, and I was sweating like rain even in a short shirt.
Except for the ancient city of Xiliang, which is dozens of miles to the east, there is Gobi desert all the way, without any shade. Su Yi can still hold on, but the other three are already unbearable in the heat.
Su Yi was afraid that the three of them would suffer from heat stroke and dehydration if they continued walking, so he had no choice but to point to an oasis ahead and tell them to rest there for two hours before leaving when the temperature dropped on the western slope of Jinwu.
The three of them cheered together, showing the hardships of the journey.
The oasis Su Yi mentioned can be reached in the blink of an eye. It is a small market, similar to Niya Bazaar.
In the vast Western Region, this kind of small market is very common, because the northwest is vast and sparsely populated, almost all deserts and Gobis. There will be one such small oasis almost every few hundred kilometers. In the past, merchants and travelers encountered such
The small oasis was bound to stop for supplies and rest, so someone spotted the business opportunity and opened a shop here to earn money from passing merchants. Over time, a market was formed.
When the four of them came to the market called Hongshaqu, they saw Mongolian soldiers stationed here from a distance, checking at the intersection.
From the moment they arrived at Hamili, Yuan troops were stationed and guarded at all the major pass crossings. Su Yi and others avoided them all the way if they could, and if they couldn't avoid them, they spent money to buy peace. If they encountered someone who was not discerning, they could show off at will.
In terms of martial arts, the Tatars would not seek death, and most of them would let them go honestly.
Therefore, when they saw the Yuan army, they didn't react at all. They just paid the toll and entered the market like others.
These Mongolian troops who blocked the road to collect tolls were also discerning. They saw that Su Yi and the four were not easy to mess with, and they did not dare to cause trouble at all.
This market is not too big. There is an inn and a tea stall. When the four of them passed by the tea stall, they saw that the tea stall was full of people.
I saw eight big men dressed as hunters sitting around the tea stall, all with Mongolian scimitars on their waists and bows and arrows on their backs.
Their horses are all tall Dawan horses, and their horses are tall and extraordinary.
Although these eight people were sitting at different tables, they were obviously accomplices. When they saw Su Yi and the other four people arriving, all eight people's eyes were fixed on the leader, Su Yi, with sharp and bright eyes.
And at the table among these eight people, I saw a handsome and delicate young man sitting with a dignified posture. His face was as clear as jade, his eyes were as clear as water, and his expression was calm and contented. He was wearing a sapphire blue silk shirt, and he was shaking a white jade folding fan.
An air of grace and nobility that could not be concealed came to my face.
When Su Yi rode over, the handsome young man's eyes followed Su Yi's movements, and his lips curled up with a faint smile.
Su Yi looked at her, looking from her face to her neck to her hands, then smiled slightly and looked away.
After Su Yi and this group of people passed by each other, Su Sanqi drove his horse and walked a few steps quickly to Su Yi, lowering his voice and said: "Sir, these people have the aura of the military in their bodies. Their origins should not be simple."
Xiao Zhao, who was behind Su Yi, interrupted: "That young master is a woman."
Su Sanqi was surprised: "Really? No wonder he is so handsome."
Su Yi had already guessed the identity of the person, but he didn't reveal it. He just smiled lightly and said: "Don't pay attention..."
Halfway through his words, he heard screams suddenly erupting from the inn in front of him, followed by a commotion.
Su Yi frowned and immediately stopped talking.
The next moment, a group of people dressed as businessmen were seen rushing out of the door, some of them dripping with blood.
A group of Mongolian soldiers with steel knives and spears in their hands chased them out fiercely, swearing and smelling of alcohol. Those who caught up with them would cut with their knives and stab with their spears. In the blink of an eye, several people fell in a pool of blood.
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Su Yi's expression turned cold: "Sanqi!"
Canglang!
When Su Sanqi heard this, he immediately drew his sword, jumped off his horse and rushed over. He dodged and dodged the crowds of fleeing people. He stabbed a Mongolian soldier to death with one thrust of his long sword, and followed him as if he was picking through flowers and picking leaves.
His appearance was dexterous, and in the blink of an eye, several more Mongolian soldiers were killed by his sword.
A Mongolian officer originally walked out of the inn with a grin on his face. Seeing such a scene, he became furious. He cursed angrily and rushed out with his sword drawn. Behind him, seven or eight more Mongolian soldiers swarmed out.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly jumped off his horse and joined the battle group, but he also killed himself with swords and swords without any mercy.
The movement here had already alerted the young master and his subordinates at the tea stall on the other side.
The young man's expression suddenly turned cold and he cursed "Damn it."
A big man stepped forward and said: "Sir, if they make such a fuss, they will definitely not stay here any longer, and our arrangements in the inn will be in vain."
"Thieves are everywhere in the world, and it's caused by this group of officers and soldiers who don't care about the people!" The young master snorted coldly, but his voice was crisp and sweet, and it sounded so good. "You must be damned, you ruined our good deeds!"
"Then what should we do?" The big man asked carefully, "There are dozens of officers and soldiers outside, and they will definitely be attracted..."
"They are dead!" The young master closed his fan and said coldly, "In that case, why not make good use of the waste and form a good relationship with him."
"Young Master means..."
"Don't leave him alive." The young master said calmly.
"yes!"
The battle at the inn ended quickly, leaving the corpses of Mongolian soldiers all over the ground. The group of merchants had long since disappeared.
It is still unknown why this fighting started, but it is not important anymore. Along the way, it has become normal for the Mongols to kill Han people and plunder merchants.
The public security was gone, and the Mongols were indistinguishable from soldiers to bandits. These were actually the reminders of the Meng Yuan Dynasty. This short-lived dynasty had already shown signs of doomsday everywhere.
"Brother Su, this place is not far from Xuanwu Guard. There are many officers and soldiers stationed there. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We can't rest and we have to leave quickly." Zhou Zhiruo's sword was stained with blood, but his expression did not change. He just panted slightly and walked over.
Said to Su Yi.
Following Master Miejie all the way west, Zhou Zhiruo could not help but fight and kill with her own hands. There were many lives on her hands, and killing a few Tatars was really nothing to her.
"Then we have to deal with the officers and soldiers outside." Su Sanqi was jealous, "Sir, there are at least dozens of them. We'd better take the initiative to avoid being put into battle by them..."
Su Yi was about to agree, but suddenly his heart moved and he turned his head to look.
I saw several big men at the tea stall next to me have already stood up and left the tea stall. The eight of them moved with great vigor, they all set up their bows and arrows, and they were waiting attentively.
Soon there was a noise, and an officer on a high horse charged forward, holding a scimitar high in his hand.
Behind him were dozens of running soldiers.
But the next second, there was a "swish" sound, and a sharp arrow penetrated the officer's forehead.
The arrow was shot by the person who was talking to the young master just now. This person's accuracy and power in shooting arrows are definitely rare in the world.
His arrow was like blowing a battle horn, and soon the eight people fired their sharp arrows together. Each of the eight people had the ability to pierce the Yangtze with a hundred steps, and the arrows were fired accurately. Each arrow killed a Mongolian soldier!
Although the Mongolian soldiers became hasty and were taken aback, they shouted loudly and were about to scatter in all directions and form an array to attack.
But these eight people shot arrows very fast, killing more than thirty people in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the momentum was not good, the other Mongolian soldiers whistled and turned around and fled.
But these eight people showed no mercy, chasing after them with an arrow one at a time, and slaughtered these Mongolian soldiers in the blink of an eye.
Su Sanqi, Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao were stunned by this scene.
"Brother, they will help us again!" Xiao Zhao said in surprise, "Who are they?"
Su Sanqi was also very fond of these people: "It seems they must be from some rebel army, otherwise they would not be able to have such skillful archery and horse tactics."
While the two were talking, the handsome young man walked out of the tea stall, looked around with his hands behind his hands, and finally looked this way from a distance.
"Sir, would you like to thank me?" Su Sanqi asked.
"No need." Su Yi looked at the young master over there from a distance, and he could even clearly see the confident and joking look in his eyes.
Maybe she was also waiting for Su Yi to come over and thank her, so that they could make friends along the way.
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