Li Wenxiu's master Hua Hui had a nickname called "One Finger Shakes Jiangnan". Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least the martial arts he taught Li Wenxiu will definitely not be inferior.
This is indeed the case. Li Wenxiu is agile and has wonderful moves. However, since she learned martial arts, she has never fought with anyone, so she has no experience in battle.
She was a little flustered at first, but with a sense of hatred, she gritted her teeth and gritted her teeth. By the end of the fight, she had gradually mastered the enemy's sword skills, her mind gradually calmed down, and the movements of her hands became more and more brisk.
Li Jiang nodded secretly, "This little girl is pretty good. From the initial panic to now she is very comfortable. She doesn't stick to routines when facing the enemy, and changes her moves according to the opponent's moves. She is a talented person."
Old Ji was on the side, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and his whole body could not help but tremble.
The two of them fought to the point of intense fighting. Chen Dahai struck out with his sword, "Spiritual Snake Spews Letters", and pointed the tip of the sword at Li Wenxiu's throat. Li Wenxiu lowered his head and jumped up from under the sword. His left arm was in front of his right arm holding the sword, and his hands grabbed him like lightning.
The two small gold and silver swords held at his waist penetrated into his left and right shoulder sockets with a "pop" sound.
Chen Dahai let out a scream of "ah", dropped his long sword, staggered backwards one after another, leaned against the wall, and gasped for air.
The two small swords were inserted into the shoulder sockets until they reached the hilt. The sword tips came out of his vest, and blood was flowing out. His tendons were severed, and his arms were useless. He wanted to raise his hand to pull out the small swords on his shoulders, but he couldn't.
Still have half the strength? You can't lift it up at all.
When the two Kazakh lovers saw the strong man fall to the ground, they cheered loudly and shouted something in Kazakh. Li Jiang couldn't help but applaud, and commented in his heart: Li Wenxiu's martial arts is higher than Wen Qingqing's, and he is probably equivalent to the five elders of the Wen family.
level one.
The only one who was incompatible with them was old man Ji who couldn't help but tremble, chattering his teeth and making a chattering sound.
When Li Wenxiu saw it, she thought that Old Man Ji was worried about her and was afraid, so she walked over and held his thick palm, comforting him gently.
But Li Jiang pursed his lips, guessing that he must have seen Li Wenxiu use the same martial arts as he had learned, and thought that his demon master was coming back, that's why he looked like this.
There is no reason for me to comfort him. Tell him that your master is dying. Don’t be afraid! Will others believe it?
This is also a miserable man. Li Jiang shook his head and walked to the fire to continue warming himself.
After comforting Old Man Ji, Li Wenxiu turned around and saw Su Pu hugging A Man tightly. The joy of victory that was filled in his heart suddenly disappeared. He felt that he was also shaking, and Old Ji's palms were no longer cold, because he
His palms became even colder.
She couldn't bear to look any more, so she forced herself to open her eyes and turned her head to look for her big enemy, only to see that Chen Dahai had disappeared. It turned out that Chen Dahai had taken advantage of everyone's negligence and escaped through the back door.
Of course Li Jiang saw it, no one within five meters could hide it from him, but he didn't care about it. This person was related to the fateful girl's important cause and effect, and she had to let her complete it by herself.
Su Pu was stabbed with a sword. When he saw his enemy running away, he was furious and immediately wanted to chase him. As soon as he reached the door, the door opened automatically and two drunk men walked in.
Su Pu was stunned for a moment at first, but when he saw who it was, he screamed in surprise, turned to greet Aman, and then reached out to pull the two people.
Li Wenxiu took a closer look and saw that it was Su Pu and A Man's respective fathers.
Come on, there will be a good show tomorrow, and now a family drama is going to be staged. Li Jiang stretched his waist, not wanting to watch it anymore, and he couldn't understand it, so he got up and leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and fell asleep, practicing his internal skills.
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It was such a noisy night that Li Jiang didn't fall asleep at all. However, given his physical condition, it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't rest for a few days. Although he didn't sleep, after practicing all night, his internal strength had recovered to nearly 10,000 points, and he felt in his heart
Finally I feel confident.
At dawn the next day, the storm finally stopped.
The two leaders of the Ha clan, the two drunkards, decided to chase the robbers, and they set out early in the morning to gather the clan members.
Two hours later, more than thirty strong Kazakh men were organized and became the first tracking team. The remaining second and third batches of large troops were being formed one after another, preparing for them to pursue them later.
It is a bit exaggerated to use so many people to capture Chen Dahai alone. Li Jiang thought that they might have planned to annihilate the Han bandits who were causing trouble in the prairie. After all, Chen Dahai and his group came with a large number of people, more than a hundred.
The two leaders set off with the first echelon as the vanguard.
Li Wenxiu joined the vanguard, and Li Jiang wanted to watch the fateful showdown, and of course he had to keep up.
She was a little opposed to it at first, thinking that this matter had nothing to do with Li Jiang, and since he was not proficient in martial arts, he was in great danger.
But Li Jiang plausibly said that it had nothing to do with him. Yesterday, Liu Dahai hacked me in public because he had a personal grudge. Moreover, Liu Dahai and the others were burning, killing and looting when they returned to Xinjiang. They were the scum of the Han people. Both public and private, you should go and see him with your own eyes.
Fu Dharma.
Li Wenxiu opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything against it. He had already risen to the national level, so how could she refuse? She thought to herself that she would just do her best to take care of him, and it would be best to let this idiot have all his health.
The tail comes back.
The snow was so deep that it was difficult to ride a horse, so everyone in the vanguard walked, following the footprints in the snow.
Half a day later, everyone followed Chen Dahai's footprints straight west and entered the Gobi Desert.
Li Jiang came to this desert again. He couldn't help sighing, and he shook his head and recited the unfinished poem from yesterday:
"The desert is windy and dusty, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate."
"Lord Grim, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times? Ah, how many people have returned..."
The people of the Ha tribe couldn't understand Chinese, so they thought this man was crazy and yelled nonsense.
Li Wenxiu can listen, but she left her parents when she was eight years old. She can only listen and does not understand the meaning of the poems. She simply thinks these sentences are very heroic. This scholar is stupid, but he is very knowledgeable.
Along the way, everyone not only encountered Li Jiang, a rare thing, but also encountered people who were pretending to be gods and ghosts.
Li Jiang watched with cold eyes and did not take any action to expose it. This was a personal grudge between the Renha clan, why should he meddle in other people's affairs?
After much effort, two nights of rest on the way, and several deaths in the vanguard, everyone arrived at the gate of the Gaochang Maze.
These are two iron gates embedded in a stone mountain. The rust on the doors silently tells the passage of time.
Everyone in the vanguard cheered loudly. Li Jiang was also very happy, looking at them with a smile and feeling their emotions. Only Li Wenxiu did not join in the joy, frowning and lost in thought.
After taking some time, the iron door was opened and everyone filed in.
Inside the door was a long, dark corridor. Su Pu lit a torch, held it in one hand, and held a long knife in the other, leading the way. After walking down the corridor, three forked roads appeared in front of him.
Everyone leaned over and took a closer look, and saw faint footprints on both the left and right roads.
The leader Suluk arranged for the people to move in two directions. Li Wenxiu seemed to disagree, and the two started arguing. Li Jiang wanted to help her, but he could only do it in a hurry. He didn't speak Kazakh and couldn't get in the middle of the conversation.
In the end, it seems that the leader compromised, and everyone followed the path of the Right Prime Minister towards a more lenient approach.
Not far away, there was another fork in the road ahead. The good trackers of the Kazakh people carefully identified the footprints and followed them all the way. Sometimes there were footprints on both sides of the fork, so they could only choose one path at will.
Every time they reached a fork in the road, Beauty Aman, a clever little girl, would mark the mountain wall with a knife to avoid finding the original path when she came out.
In fact, there is no need for such trouble. The path he has taken has been engraved in Li Jiang's mind and formed a map. But Li Jiang can't show it because he doesn't know foreign languages. Who can he tell it to? Li Wenxiu? Who knows if the string is broken? He is a close friend.
Too little!
Chapter completed!