The mountains and plains were filled with the sound of killings. For a moment, blazing fires were ignited all over the Imperial Tomb construction site. From inside the command camp, a group of people rushed out. Judging from the clothes of this group of people, they should belong to the Imperial Tomb Guards. The leader was a burly man riding on the horse.
On top of a black horse, the long bow in his hand was raised like a fifteenth full moon. He fixed his position on Jiang Shaoli and shot an arrow. This man was Jia Anshuang, the deputy commander of the Imperial Tomb Guards. No one could have imagined that he would switch sides.
Opposite.
Jiang Shaoli had just extinguished the flames on his body, but his body was burned in many places, which was heartbreaking. At this moment, Jia Anshuang's life-seeking arrow had already been shot. Jiang Shaoli could not avoid it, and lamented in his heart, "My life is at stake."
Come on, I didn’t expect that I, Jiang Shaoli, would die here in a daze before I could do anything great in this world.
The surrounding soldiers and guards were all stunned by the explosion just now, and most of them were injured. They had no time to take care of themselves, so they could not care about him. At the critical moment, a short sword was thrown from the side and hit the arrow shaft, killing the one who was determined to win.
The arrow flew away. But it was Murong Feiyan who saved Jiang Shaoli's life at the critical moment. Although she did not recognize Jiang Shaoli as her senior brother, she could not bear to see him die like this, when she was also injured.
Throwing the dagger saved Jiang Shaoli's life.
Murong Feiyan's attack attracted all the attention of the rebels. Jia Anshuang snorted coldly, clamped the stirrups with his legs, lifted the reins with his left hand, and the horse under his crotch spread its hooves and rushed towards Murong Feiyan.
.The long bow was hung on the bird-decorated hook, and with a clang! he drew out the saber from behind, holding the sword in his right hand at a 45-degree angle and pointing it at the ground. In an instant, he was in front of Murong Feiyan, and raised the saber in his hand to shine at Murong Fei.
The smoke was chopped down with a knife.
Murong Fei's fireworks turned pale. If she was in good physical condition, she would still be able to fight Jia An, but the air wave caused by the explosion just now has hurt her. She threw the dagger and pulled Jiang Shaoli from the edge of death.
She came back, but this blow consumed a lot of her energy. Before her breath was stable, Jia Anshuang had already rushed in front of her. Jia Anshuang's martial arts was originally superior to Murong Feiyan, and his sword was going to kill Murong Feiyan.
Killed by horse.
Murong Feiyan endured the severe pain of being hit by the air wave and tried her best to dodge, but her movements were much slower in the current situation. Although she knew how to dodge in her heart, her movements could not keep up with her thoughts. The cold
The sword energy has blocked all possible escape routes for Murong Feiyan. Jia An's eyes showed cruel killing intent. The reason why he wanted to kill Murong Feiyan was because of Murong Zhan. He had been punished by Murong Zhan for making mistakes. Since then,
I have always held a grudge in my heart, and when I encountered such an opportunity today, I naturally had the idea of killing Murong Feiyan to take revenge on Murong Zhan.
Just when Murong Feiyan thought he was doomed, an iron rod protruded from its side and stood in front of Murong Feiyan. With a loud bang, the saber slashed on the iron rod, smashing the iron rod.
The stick made a deep mark, and sparks shot out from where the knife and stick met.
Jia Anshuang was so shocked that his arms were numb, the tiger's mouth was burning and painful, and he could hardly hold the saber in his hand. He looked up and saw an ugly man appearing in front of Murong Feiyan. He looked like a migrant worker building the imperial mausoleum.
Not knowing why he wanted to help Murong Feiyan, Jia Anshuang said angrily: "Are you crazy? I am a rebel!"
Hu Xiaotian had no intention of fighting, so he turned around and grabbed Murong Feiyan's arm, using his voice to enter the secret passage: "Feiyan, it's me, let's go!"
Murong Feiyan knew Hu Xiaotian's identity only after hearing his voice. She was surprised and happy in her heart. If Hu Xiaotian hadn't spoken out, she would never have thought that this ugly guy was actually Hu Xiaotian, and she never thought that Hu Xiaotian's martial arts would suddenly reach such a level.
Able to block Jia Anshuang's full blow.
After a short period of astonishment, Jia Anshuang continued to urge his horse to catch up, and said angrily: "Where to go?" Before he could catch up, Hu Xiaotian turned around and threw the iron rod in his hand, and the iron rod went straight to Jia An's crotch like a javelin.
Coming from the horse, Hu Xiaotian threw it with all his strength, and the iron rod was shot out like a powerful bow. With a pop! it penetrated from the horse's forehead and penetrated deeply into the skull.
Without even having time to say a word, Jia Anshuang fell to the ground. Jia Anshuang jumped off the horse in a hurry. The dozens of knights who followed him hurriedly stepped forward to respond. Some of them had already bent their bows and prepared arrows to shoot.
Hu Xiaotian picked up Murong Feiyan on his back, asked her to hug his neck tightly and took a big step forward. He bent his knees slightly, and his body rose into the air, suddenly flying to a height of about four feet in the air, and then spread out his arms.
, the powerful inner energy flows from the Dantian Qi sea into the major meridians of the body. The flying control technique Buwu taught him will really come into use tonight. The location of the command camp itself is in the middle.
It was on a hillside, and their escape route was downwind.
Hu Xiaotian spread his arms and soared in the night sky like an eagle.
Jia Anshuang's men aimed at the air and fired arrows one after another, but their movements were still too slow. By the time they fired, Hu Xiaotian, with Murong Feiyan on his back, had already flown out of their range.
Murong Feiyan lay on Hu Xiaotian's back, overlooking the scene of the imperial mausoleum below, but saw fire everywhere in the imperial mausoleum. Tens of thousands of coolies could no longer endure the exploitation and abuse of the imperial court, and their anger finally reached the point where it exploded.
At that moment, the biggest fire was in the underground palace of the Imperial Mausoleum which was under construction. Murong Feiyan's eyes flickered in and out under the light of the fire. She suddenly realized that she was just afraid of trouble this time. No matter how much she sympathized with these gangs deep down in her heart.
Coolies, but these people rose up and burned down the imperial mausoleum, and all the responsibilities must be borne by their imperial mausoleum guard team. And the candidate for the leader here was personally recommended by her father. Whether she admits it or not, the blood relationship between her and her biological father is
It is undeniable that this civil unrest will probably affect his father.
Hu Xiaotian used the terrain to glide for more than thirty feet this time. He collected his inner breath and slowly landed on the ground. His toes had just stepped on the ground, and he stirred up the inner breath of his Dantian Qi sea again.
Murong Feiyan took off again, and then continued to dive down the mountain.
Although Murong Feiyan was good at Qinggong, she had never seen anyone flying so far, and she never thought that the person flying with her on his back turned out to be the incompetent Hu Xiaotian from the past. Could this bastard?
He has always been pretending to be stupid in front of himself, but in fact he is actually a martial arts master?
Hu Xiaotian observed the movements of the migrant workers from the air and changed his escape route at any time. He did not want to have a head-on conflict with these hard workers who had revolted. If the people were not forced into desperation, they would not choose to rebel. If the government forces the people to rebel, the people will have no choice but to
On the contrary, Hu Xiaotian still deeply sympathized with these revolted people.
Murong Feiyan turned around and looked in the direction of the command camp, only to see tens of thousands of migrant workers rushing there like a tide. The command camp only had a thousand soldiers. Among them, there were many people who participated in tonight's uprising.
The stubborn soldiers will eventually die.
The migrant workers all set their sights on the command camp. They used all available tools, including stones, sticks, branches, bricks, and tiles, to launch frantic attacks on the Imperial Tomb Guards. Once the people's anger burned, they would become
Out of control.
Hu Xiaotian used the cover of night to use his flying skills to lead Murong Feiyan to a place with as few people as possible. Seeing the angry crowd below like a tidal wave, Hu Xiaotian was also secretly frightened. No matter how powerful a person is in martial arts, once he falls into the trap of the people
In the vast ocean of war, they would die from exhaustion if not drowned. Fortunately, no one noticed them gliding and escaping in the night sky. Hu Xiaotian hid in the east and finally succeeded in escaping from the Imperial Tomb construction site and came to the place where he had hidden Xiao Hui.
Among the woods.
This place is already three miles away from the imperial mausoleum, but the shouts of killing are still clear to the ears. Hu Xiaotian puts Murong Feiyan down. Although he has strong internal strength, his use of the flying control technique has not reached the level of proficiency, not to mention that he still has
He had to carry a person on his back, and he had already tried his best during the escape. At this time, his body was soaked with sweat, and he couldn't even find the energy to control the muscles on his face to change his appearance. When he came to the forest, he had restored his original appearance.
When Murong Feiyan saw him sweating profusely, and remembered how he had braved the dangers to come to rescue her, her heart was moved to the extreme, and she called out: "Xiaotian!" Then she threw herself into her arms and hugged her tightly.
Hu Xiaotian's body.
Hu Xiaotian hugged her delicate body, kissed her delicate earlobe, and whispered: "Good boy, you really miss me. Do you miss me?"
Murong Feiyan nodded and hugged him tighter.
Hu Xiaotian whispered: "This is not a place to stay for a long time. Those migrant workers cannot stay in the imperial mausoleum for a long time. They will leave here soon. Let's leave quickly and wait until we are in a safe place."
Only then did Murong Feiyan let him go, and Hu Xiaotian blew a whistle. Not long after, he saw Little Gray Branch running out of the distant woods with a pair of long ears.
Hu Xiaotian said: "Let's go!" He first helped Murong Feiyan onto the horse, then got on the horse, held Murong Feiyan in his arms, shook the reins and said, "Drive!"
Xiao Hui spread his hooves and ran towards the road outside the forest. After entering the road, his speed instantly increased to the maximum, like a gray lightning, traveling through the dark night. Murong Feiyan could not have imagined that the horse was so fast, and the wind was howling in front of him.
, it blew so hard that she could hardly open her eyes. Her heart was completely immersed in the joy of meeting Ai Lang again after a long absence, and she felt that she had a lot to say to Hu Xiaotian. I wonder what happened to him during the separation? I wonder if there is anything.
What kind of luck did he encounter, and why did his martial arts improve so quickly?
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