"Brother Zhou, what should we do? That girl asked us to go to the Fu Mansion to bring in reinforcements. Is he from the Fu family?"
"The Fu family, which Fu family is not from the lineage of the Minister of War, right?"
"I hope not, otherwise it will be troublesome."
"Hey, I was careless this time. I didn't expect these bandits to be so powerful. Several of the leaders are masters. If that little girl hadn't diverted the pursuers away, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Everyone, let's talk about what to do. Should we report it to the official and notify the Fu Mansion to come and rescue people?"
"Or what, you don't plan to save her?"
"We are all prominent figures in Fuzhou City. If others know that we returned with a huge defeat in Danxia Mountain, wouldn't we lose all face?"
"That's what I say, but if we don't move the reinforcements, what will that little girl do?"
"If you ask me, that girl must have fallen into the hands of bandits. It's hard to say whether she can survive. If you don't tell me, and I don't tell, who knows?"
In the dense forest at the foot of Danxia Mountain, more than a dozen disgraced people from the world were walking through the woods with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
If there are people from the Jianghu community in Fuzhou City here, they will recognize these dozen or so Jianghu people, all of them are famous beings.
Nine-generation dragon Zhou Song, great swordsman Lin Hua, Iron Palm Zhenbei Mountain Yuefeng, Seven-step Fist Xu Jie, Donghua Martial Arts Master Zhang Yun, and Bishui Escort Bureau second-in-command Jiao Zuo, all of them are prominent figures.
The Daning Dynasty adhered to the principle of strong officials and weak branches, and suppressed the martial arts very severely. Together, these dozen people can basically represent the level of martial arts in Fuzhou City.
"Brother Zhou, you have the highest martial arts skills and the oldest age among the people here. You should tell me what to do!"
Facing everyone's inquiries, Zhou Song, known as the Nine-Generation Divine Dragon, had a sad face for a while.
Let's go back and bring in reinforcements. The reputation that everyone has spent half a lifetime building will be over. But if they don't bring in reinforcements, they won't be able to rush to the stronghold to save people even with their strength.
Zhou Song was in a dilemma at this moment. If he didn't like false fame, he would not be the leader and lead the martial arts men to attack Danxia Mountain in an attempt to exterminate the bandits and establish his reputation.
Fortunately, now, Danxia Mountain has not been conquered, but instead, the little girl who has just known him for a few days, who speaks like a senior Zhou, and who worships him as a hero, is involved.
"We'll discuss it when we get back." Zhou Song sighed and replied listlessly.
Other people in the world understood immediately after hearing this. What else is there to discuss? To save people or not to save them, is there a third way to choose from?
Discussion is of course an excuse. While there was discussion, Miss Fu, who was captured by the Danxia Mountain bandits, would probably have her bones chewed to pieces.
"Let's go back."
"Yes, go back and take a shower and eat something. Let's have a meeting and study it again."
The twelve so-called heroes left chatting and laughing. As for Miss Fu, who was kidnapped by the bandits, everyone selectively forgot about her.
Everyone comes out to wander the world for what purpose, other than to drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat.
With a reputation, you can travel to all corners of the world. If you lose your reputation, no one in the world will know who you are.
"drive"
Just as the heroes were about to walk back, three horses flew out of the forest path.
"Hush!"
Wang Xu took the lead. When he saw someone pulling the reins in front of him, the horse raised its front hooves high and sneezed in his nose.
"Who are you? Have you ever seen this person?" Wang Xu shook his hand, and a portrait of Fu Yuechi was shaken out.
Zhou Song raised his eyes and smacked his lips secretly, isn't this the little girl who is fooling around with them?
Damn it, these gangsters are here to find people. If the people in the government know that I led people to attack Danxia Mountain and failed to capture the stronghold, but lost troops and generals, how can I still mess around in the world in the future?
"I don't know him. We were out for an outing and have never seen this person before." Zhou Song gritted his teeth and firmly refused to admit that he had met Fu Yuechi. He thought that he would pretend that this incident never happened, and he would not admit it even if he killed him.
"Sir, he is the Nine Generations Divine Dragon!" Zhou Song didn't know General Xiahou, but General Xiahou had seen his portrait.
After all, Zhou Song is just a member of the Jianghu, so he can be forgiven for not knowing Jinyiwei. General Xiahou is a member of a thousand Jinyiwei households in Fuzhou, so not knowing him would be derelict in his duty.
"Humph, you dare to lie to me!"
Wang Xu stood up with his sword drawn, and slashed with the long sword in his hand.
Click!!
Zhou Song only had time to widen his eyes and didn't even have a chance to react before his head was chopped off by Wang Xu.
The head with wide eyes fell to the ground and rolled, landing at the feet of everyone.
When the others saw that in just one round, the strongest Zhou Song was killed, they all took a step back in fright.
"Tell me, where is Miss Fu? Anyone who doesn't know will die!"
Wang Xu was riding on the horse, pointing the long sword in his hand far away.
Everyone looked at each other, not sure whether it was because they were frightened or because they couldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. No one answered for a while.
Wang Xu put his toes on the stirrups and pounced out like an eagle. The long knife in his hand drew an arc in the air: "I don't know, then it's useless. Come and die!"
Whizzing
The long knife carried the sound of hunting, and in just a blink of an eye, ten of the eleven people standing there were hacked to death by Wang Xu.
At this time, he fell to the ground from the air and placed the blood-stained blade on the neck of the last person.
tick tock, tick tock
Blood beads dripped from the blade. Wang Xu stood behind this person and said coldly: "Tell me, where is Miss Fu?"
Plop!
Lin Hua, the great swordsman, knelt on the ground with a thud, his pants were dripping wet, and he stumblingly said: "Miss Fu, was kidnapped by the bandits in Danxia Mountain."
"Trash, a bunch of grown men who can't even keep a girl, what use are you!"
Wang Xu pulled back, and the blade suddenly slashed across the man's neck. The swordsman clutched his neck desperately and fell to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.
"Let's go to Danxia Mountain!" Wang Xu turned over and returned, sitting on the horse with the same expression: "Drive!"
Tread, tap, tap, tap
The sound of horse hooves sounded again, until the three figures disappeared, and a few crows that stayed on the old tree flapped their wings and flew down.
Wow, wow, wow
Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water.
The west wind blows thin horses along the ancient road, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Wang Xu led Yan Shi and Xia Hou General, whipping their horses and whips, crossing the small bridge over the swamp, and headed straight for Danxia Mountain under the sunset.
Danxia Mountain is a small mountain, no more than thirty feet tall. Starting from the middle of the mountain, the bandits surrounded the mountain with fences and built their own mountain stronghold.
"who?"
On the gate tower of the cottage, there was a man in charge of sentry, gesticulating and shouting at Wang Xu and others.
Wang Xu swung his sword without even looking, and the crescent-shaped sword light swept out, cutting off the gate of the village and the sentry.
DANG DANG DANG DANG!!
In the panic, some bandits rang the copper bell to alert the people in the village.
Soon, five people who seemed to be leaders walked out of the Juyi Hall of the village, as well as hundreds of bandits wearing leather armor and holding swords, guns, swords and sticks.
"Is this girl here with you?"
Wang Xu did not dismount at all, but stretched out his hand and shook out Fu Yuechi's portrait.
The leader of the bandits took a look, shuddered, and said hurriedly: "My lord, there is a misunderstanding, there is a misunderstanding. We are about to send the Miss Fu you are looking for down the mountain!"
"Hey, are you here?" As soon as the boss finished speaking, a girl in white ran out from the group of bandits. Who else could it be if it wasn't Fu Yuechi.
Seeing that Fu Yuechi was safe and sound, Wang Xu put the portrait away and said loudly: "Miss Fu, are you okay?"
"It's okay. As soon as I said that my father was Fu Tianchou, Minister of the Ministry of War, these people let me go and said they would compensate me 2,000 taels of silver to calm my shock!" Fu Yuechi narrowed his eyes with a smile, happy.
He said: "They are very good people. They are all heroes who rob the rich and give to the poor. I have never known them before, but now we are friends."
Wang Xu: ""
This silly girl, you haven't even met her before. If your father hadn't been Fu Tianchou, a second-rank official in the imperial court, these bandits would have turned you around a long time ago. As friends, they are no more than friends with ghosts.
"Sir, we are all our own people. Sun Dianshi of the government office is my eldest brother. This is all a misunderstanding."
The headmaster had a flattering look on his face, then noticed Wang Xu's expression and quickly waved his hand: "Carry out Miss Fu's emergency fund, carry a few more boxes, and invite the Jin Yiwei brothers to drink."
Huhuhahaha, the bandits shouted, and they took out five large boxes of silver. Two boxes were for Fu Yuechi's shock payment, and three boxes were for wine money for Wang Xu and others.
"Sir, what should I do?" Seeing the bandits taking to the road like this, the murderous General Xiahou felt compassion for him for a moment.
Wang Xu glanced at the five boxes, with a cold look in his eyes, and hummed: "You have to do your best. Miss Fu has been rescued, but the copycat is still there. Mr. Fu will be unhappy."