Zhao Changhe sat by the stream drinking water and feeding his horse, looking down at his reflection in the stream.
His beard has become sloppy again, and the warrior uniform given to him by the Cui family has several holes in it. His shiny black hair is also dirty and gray. When he left the Cui family, he brought some angry horse clothes with him and others returned them.
What I thought was a young man's taste has completely turned into recklessness again.
After being shaken around for a while, the fighting in the past half month was not very frequent, and it seemed far less intense and strenuous than when he was escorting Cui Yuanyang.
But this time the road is far away, and the total number of battles is actually much more than that time. Moreover, this time I am afraid of leaking my whereabouts. It is no longer the guerrilla mode of the last breakout. I kill all the enemies I encounter. From time to time, I have to fight against the odds.
It's really difficult to make sure you don't let anyone go.
This world is really stupid. They always talk about "thousands of miles apart" and "thousands of miles away". There is no standard number. In actual calculation, sending Cui Yuanyang home will not exceed 500 miles at most, and it will be at least 2,000 miles to go to Jianhu here.
The above is almost from Hebei to Jiangbei, and with the detour, it is even more ridiculously far.
Fortunately, I have plenty of time, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to be late for this reason.
When you meet Han Wubing, the first thing you say must be: Who the hell told you that two thousand miles is also called a thousand miles?
This time I traveled thousands of miles... oh, two thousand miles, braved wind and rain all the way, and endured being chased and intercepted, just to fulfill a martial arts agreement. I don't know how outsiders would see it, whether they would think it was stupid, but in Zhao Changhe's heart,
Very comfortable.
Picking up the jug and sitting by the stream drinking wine, I unconsciously thought of Yue Hongling. Maybe she was the only one who could say "it should be like this", but Chi Chi and Yang Yang might not.
Another one who is even happier is the Great Xia Longque.
Originally treated by Cui Wenjing, Longque's murderous aura did not leak out, and the blade was no longer bright and sharp. It was a bit rusty and looked quite ugly. As a result, after these days of fighting and Longque drinking blood, the rust began to turn dark red.
The color of the winding blade has condensed into a dark pattern that resembles the spread of a Suzaku's wings. It has changed from a rusty and low-key feeling to an "old-fashioned and vicissitudes of life". Anyway, I cannot allow myself to become difficult to look at.
Zhao Changhe was quite dumbfounded, but he had no intention of covering it up.
Artifacts have souls. Even though they are not life, they should be respected.
After these days of running in, I have become more and more familiar with Longque, and I have become more and more familiar and light in controlling the knife itself.
Everyone thought that such a heavy and broad sword must be slow, and even had to be wielded with both hands, just like in the dream... However...
Zhao Changhe held the knife in one hand and wiped it casually on his chin. Tuxue Wuzui's eyes widened in horror.
A few tufts of beard fell off, and his chin was cleanly shaved, showing his mastery of control down to the millisecond.
"The sword is sharpened, and the Sword Lake is in sight." Zhao Changhe patted Wu Zhui on the head: "The closer I get, the more likely others will block me. Are you afraid?"
Wu Hao snorted with disdain in his eyes.
"Ha!" Zhao Changhe got on his horse and said, "Let's go, the last leg!"
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By the Gujian Lake.
"Ding!" The tip of the sword was broken. Han Wubing covered the wound on his shoulder and backed away slightly while holding the broken sword.
Surrounded by countless enemies, his eyes remained unmoved.
"Others say that the name is backwards... Han Wubing, I think you are indeed sick." Someone asked him incredulously: "Sacrificing blood to old friends, killing all enemies, and then walking away, how romantic is it? We saw it and tried to come over and take a look.
Look, I didn’t even expect you to be here, so what’s the result? You’re staying here and not leaving? What are you doing?”
Another person laughed and said: "He may have thought that he would have no enemies after killing his enemy in Jianlu."
"The newly promoted Qianlong Sixty-six, are you so stupid? Hahaha..." Everyone was laughing: "You received so much bounty from the Black and White Paths and killed so many people, you really thought you had no enemies!
"
Han Wubing finally spoke: "I'm waiting for someone."
"Wait for us, hahaha..."
"I just killed some insects. I didn't expect to even record this... I attracted others, I didn't expect it in advance." Han Wubing said slowly: "But that was because Han himself lost his mind.
It has nothing to do with the person I made an appointment with. Since I made an appointment with him, I have to wait."
Everyone's smiles slowly disappeared, and everyone was in disbelief: "It's just because you made an appointment with someone? Are you waiting here for someone?"
"good."
"Even if you die here?"
"Then die here."
"What if the person you made an appointment with didn't come at all? Will you regret it later?"
"It was him who broke the trust, not me. Why should I regret it?"
People's eyes have changed a bit, some are disdainful, and some are appreciative.
But whether it is disdain or appreciation, enemies are enemies, and they will not hold back just because of this appreciation.
The atmosphere was chilly again.
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Less than ten miles away, on a necessary path to Gujian Lake, several people were sitting on the edge of a bamboo forest chatting and kicking.
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, and everyone's expressions changed slightly. They all drew out their long knives and stood up.
Where the smoke and dust rose, Zhao Changhe came on horseback, his clothes in tatters and covered with fresh blood stains.
Seeing the people blocked in front of him, Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, reined in his horse and looked away.
The person in front sighed: "You are really here..."
"Um."
"Why did you come?"
"An appointment with someone."
The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and then the other party yelled: "Are you a fucking fool? Just because of this, how many life-and-death battles have you fought all the way? Look at the blood on your body, you can't even breathe. I really think you are
Is it a god coming down to earth to pass the test and kill the general?"
Zhao Changhe dismounted silently and patted Wu Zui, who very intelligently fled into the bamboo forest with a puff of smoke.
Zhao Changhe stood quietly with his sword on his back and sighed: "You should know about me..."
"You know? I know shit. I know you are a smart person. But what's the result? What's the use of spreading a little smoke? If I block you in Gujian Lake, I'll block you, just like when you sent Cui Yuanyang away! If you don't come, it will be over.
, don’t you understand this!”
Zhao Changhe said: "Because someone with a status like Master Xue will not be stupid enough to sit around and wait for more than half a month. If he does this, he will definitely have no status. I can handle it."
The visitor twitched his lips: "Are you going to scold me again?"
Zhao Changhe continued to sigh: "It's just that I really don't want to bump into you on such an occasion."
"Oh, he even used honorifics."
"I don't want to fucking fight with you, won't you hide and take care of yourself!"
Sun Hengchuan: "..."
The Blood God Cult members next to them also had a little cold sweat on their foreheads.
Zhao Changhe looked around at the congregants opposite and asked curiously: "Why are you leading the group when we are watching this scene?"
Sun Hengchuan said: "My superior, Protector Ding, is leading the team, but as soon as we arrived, Holy Girl Xia asked her to do odd jobs, so I will be leading the team here."
"Oh, then you really can't beat me... If you lead the team, I really don't want to fight. Let's discuss it and give way?"
Sun Hengchuan just laughed angrily: "How can I not know how much you weigh? You also want to beat me, you are just laughing..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes bulged.
Zhao Changhe held a four-foot broad sword in one hand and pointed horizontally to the right.
One person and one knife blocked the entire road.
Coupled with the wet blood on his body, his aura was as straight as a dragon or a tiger, and it was breathtaking just to look at it.
Sun Hengchuan was stunned. Is this a knife or a door panel? Can this knife be used with one hand?
"I am at the fourth level, not the third level as reported a while ago. My sword is also different from what you thought. The shape has changed, and the path of the knife is completely different." Zhao Changhe said slowly: "Teach me, it is said that
You are also at the fourth level, I am not boasting. So far, no opponent of the same level has passed the third level under my sword. I suggest you not try."
Sun Hengchuan: "..."
Finally, a Blood God cultist next to him became impatient: "You are so tired that you can't even catch your breath. You have already run out of ammunition and food, and you are still pretending here. Let's capture you without any effort!"
Following the words, he slashed diagonally with his sword, hitting Zhao Changhe's left shoulder.
Zhao Changhe looked at him coldly as he rushed towards him. It was not until the moment the sword was about to reach him that he suddenly moved.
The congregant's wrist was suddenly grasped tightly, as if he had sent it up for him to grab. The next moment, the dragon bird came roaring and stopped on his neck, not moving against his flesh.
Everyone in the Blood God Sect was silent.
This power, this speed, this control.
There is nothing wrong with the mold or the Blood God Sword Technique, but it seems almost unrecognizable.
Sun Hengchuan's eyes became very complicated. No matter how many times he saw it, no matter how outrageous the rumors were, in his heart he was always a young man who taught him step by step. How could he be as exaggerated as others said... In his heart
Deep down, I still thought that I could capture this young man alive, and then go back to plead for mercy, asking the leader to let him go...
To this day, he realizes that this is still the impression in his heart.
Zhao Changhe is actually a rising star who has experienced hundreds of battles. He has suffered countless deaths under the long sword. His reputation on the Qianlong List has never been wasted. Among those at the same level, he can do things that others cannot. That is what he is.
Qianlong...
Sun Hengchuan felt like a child who beat his father when he grew up, but he also felt that it was very honorable. This feeling was extremely complicated.
Zhao Changhe let go of the knife and pushed the member of the cult back: "The Blood God Cult has no enmity against me, but is kind to me. The so-called grievances between me and the Blood God Cult are nothing more than an injustice to one person. Even if the teacher is not here,
I am not willing to kill other members of the Blood God Cult. Zhao Changhe hopes that you will convey this to Master Xue. Say goodbye to you."
The voice was faint, and the man jumped up and passed over everyone's heads. Wu Zui scurried out from the bamboo forest, Zhao Changhe turned over and fell, and happened to be sitting on the horse. In the blink of an eye, the people and horses were gone, leaving only dust and smoke.
By the Sword Lake, Han Wubing's broken sword was completely bloody.
People were wounded, swords were broken, and outnumbered, he still killed many people with his sword. The besieging enemies were a little frightened, but they knew they could never let such people escape.
His sword is so fast that almost no one can be his enemy in a single fight.
If he doesn't take advantage of this moment when he is exhausted to surround and kill him, it will be everyone's nightmare in the future.
"Cang!" A heavy sword struck. Han Wubing was exhausted and couldn't move away, so he had to block it with his sword horizontally.
The long sword that had already broken the tip was broken again, and only the length of a dagger was left in the hand...
"Han Wubing, you are indeed very strong... But that's it for now. Go and wait for the person you want to meet." The swordsman laughed ferociously and slashed with his sword again.
The sound of horse hooves came from far and near, the horses neighed, and the sound was like the roar of a dragon.
The swordsman was stunned for a moment, then turned around to see a big man leaping on his horse and charging into the formation with his sword drawn.
From where the broad sword rose in his hand, the sword of the person blocking the way flew off, his clothes and armor were leveled, and blood spurted out. The swordsman subconsciously glanced at his heavy sword, and suddenly thought, is this still a fucking sword?
The besiegers were already in chaos: "Who is coming! Why are you causing trouble!"
"I fought through wind, frost, snow and rain, thousands of miles away, just for a promise. Damn it, you guys killed me when I got here. Is my work this month in vain? Get out of here!"
Han Wubing, who was covered in blood and holding a broken sword, looked at Zhao Changhe, who was also covered in blood, and his dead face suddenly smiled.
Zhao Changhe looked back, and the first thing he said must be: "Who the hell told you that two thousand miles is also called a thousand miles?"
Han Wubing pointed at him and smiled hard: "You said so yourself just now!"
Zhao Changhe: "Grass!"
On the treetops in the distance, Xia Chichi stood quietly with fluttering clothes and smiled slightly: "Two fools."
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