After seeing the evidence, the people from the Red Flower Club understood that the Taoist priest was not lying.
Moreover, he was really deceived by the Qing government and fell into the trap of a golden cockroach escaping his shell. Everyone thought about it and stood speechless.
Shutong Xinyan was a child, so he didn't have much scruples. He quickly stepped forward to help Luo Bing, and then pinched Renzhong to wake her up.
As soon as Luo Bing woke up, he let out a scream and rushed towards the wreckage of the carriage.
Xin Yan hugged her and didn't let go, and explained to her. Luo Bing stopped struggling, looked at the head still held in Bai Wuchang's hand, and slowly let out a sigh of relief.
She was glad in her heart that he was not her husband, but she immediately frowned, thinking that this time she had worked hard but failed. Is the fourth brother dead or alive? If he is alive, I don’t know how much torture and suffering he will have to endure. After feeling the same, She burst into tears.
Luo Bing raised his head and said to Chen Jialuo with a choked sob: "Chief helmsman, my fourth brother..."
"Don't worry, fourth sister-in-law, fourth brother should have been taken away by that thief Zhang Zhaozhong. He is safe for the time being." Chen Jialuo comforted her.
After hearing this, Luo Bing pulled out a wry smile and murmured with tears: "It's good that fourth brother is still alive, it's good that he's still alive..."
At this time, Zhao Banshan cursed and dragged a thin escort, threw it in front of Chen Jialuo, and shouted: "Chief Captain, there is a lackey here who is still alive. If you have anything to say, you can ask him."
Hei Wu often pointed the tip of the knife at his right eye and shouted: "Where is Mr. Wen? If you don't tell me, let's scrap this trick first!"
Tong Zhaohe had been beaten to the point of dying, and he managed to regain his strength and said bitterly: "Master Zhang has been escorting Wen... Master Wen has gone far away. He asked us to drive as usual, and even asked someone to sit in the car and pretend to be Master Wen. We are just following orders, otherwise we will not be able to survive. All heroes, please spare me!"
He blamed Zhang Zhaozhong and also excused himself and begged for mercy.
Chen Jialuo did not comment, turned around and said to Black and White Wuchang: "Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, we are most afraid that the traitor Zhang Zhaozhong will take Fourth Brother and disappear without a trace. Wushaoling is a must-pass route from Wuwei to the Central Plains, so please go ahead overnight. , guard the main road. If we really can't stop them, we can find out which way they are taking, so that everyone can chase them from behind."
Black and White Wuchang nodded in agreement and left after receiving the order.
While everyone in the Red Flower Club was discussing how to deal with it, Li Jiang, who had finished pretending to be a pervert, had already run to the place where Huo Qingtong and Yan Shizhang were fighting.
He knew that Wuchen was watching him from a distance, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he just watched it if he wanted to.
Because he is very busy now, busy instructing Huo Qingtong to kill the enemy.
"That's right, keep a distance from him. You have a long sword, so use your advantage."
"Okay, stab him in the left waist. Oh, it's blocked. Be careful, he's going to hit your shoulder with his wheel."
"Yes, the sword was well cut and made a gash on him. Your internal strength is still too weak, otherwise you would take the opportunity to knock off his wheels, then go straight into the palace, and he would die."
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Yan Shizhang felt like his ears were ringing and he had a splitting headache. Every time he made a move, he would be called out first, which made him shrink back and make him feel depressed and want to vomit blood. He really wished he could get rid of Huo Qingtong and fight first He rushed forward and tore the mouth of that smelly Taoist priest.
Huo Qingtong had fought dozens of moves with Yan Shizhang, his cheeks were slightly red, and there were thin beads of sweat on his smooth forehead.
She also felt that Li Jiang was very annoying. Under her three-point sword technique, the opponent was no match in the first place. Li Jiang kept reminding her, but it disrupted her rhythm. Not only did she fail to win faster, but she almost got hit several times. .
Fortunately, her internal strength has been fully developed. Although she is tired, she is calm and energetic, and her steps and body movements are not messy.
After a few more rounds under Li Jiang's nagging, her swordsmanship suddenly changed, and the Tianshan School's special skill "Mirage" came out. The sword moves were imaginary and real, and seemed to be real and illusory, and seemed to be illusory and real.
The white blade flashed in the shadow of the wheel of light. Yan Shizhang was hit by the sword in his right wrist. He screamed and his right wheel flew into the air. Li Jiang immediately applauded.
Huo Qingtong finally couldn't help it anymore, panted slightly and turned his head, rolling his eyes at Li Jiang.
Li Jiang had no consciousness and said to himself: "Wouldn't it be over if you had used this move a long time ago? You still have to be more decisive in your hands and don't try to hide it. You can practice the moves more and more. When facing the enemy, you must hit with one fatal blow. Otherwise,
The night will be longer..."
"Are you finished? I still want to ask him for scriptures." Huo Qingtong interrupted his tirade angrily.
"Haha, good advice is hard to hear but helps practice. I will give you a harbor. This..."
Huo Qingtong turned towards Yan Shizhang and gave him a slap on the back of the head.
Yep, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences. Li Jiang was stunned and stopped talking.
Huo Qingtong walked a few feet in front of Yan Shizhang, who was covering his wrist, and said, "If you lose, give me the scripture as agreed."
Yan Shizhang's face was filled with sadness, and he said with a bitter smile: "I lost, I'll give you the scriptures!" He used his backhand to untie the red cloth bundle on his back.
Li Jiang perked up, knowing that he was going to be a demon, so he slid out a few copper plates from the space and secretly held them in his hands.
Huo Qingtong raised his eyebrows with joy, sheathed his sword, and then stretched out his hands without warning to pick up the Koran, which was regarded as a sacred object by his tribe.
Yan Shizhang's face darkened, and he suddenly shouted: "Take it!" As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and suddenly three flying awls flew towards her chest.
This time she became hasty and Huo Qingtong couldn't avoid it. She faced an "iron bridge" and bent straight back. Three flying awls barely passed over her face. Yan Shizhang simply didn't do anything, and kept on doing it again.
Three consecutive balls were thrown. At this time, Huo Qingtong was facing the sky and had no time to react.
"How dare you, thief!" Huo Qingtong heard an angry shout, followed by three "ding ding ding" sounds, and the three flying awls were knocked down by the copper coins and fell at his feet.
When she saw it, she immediately broke into a cold sweat and realized that if someone hadn't rescued her, all three flying awls would have hit her vital parts.
She straightened up quickly and seemed to see a blue shadow flash past in her haste. She drew her sword in her hand and stared in the direction of Yan Shizhang.
It turned out that the figure that flashed past was Li Jiang. At this moment, he also pulled out his sword and slashed Yan Shizhang.
This is real cutting. The Yitian Sword is so powerful. Yan Shizhang's Five Elements Wheel was cut in half with one strike. He used another one to block it, and it became four halves with two strikes. Li Jiang shouted angrily and took advantage of him.
The empty door was wide open, and he thrust the sword straight into his chest and abdomen with a thud.
Yan Shizhang yelled and fell backwards.
Li Jiang drew out his sword, held it in a sword flower, and then pointed the sword to the ground, letting the blood drip.
After a while, the Yitian Sword was as clean as new. Li Jiang inserted it with his backhand, and there was a "choking" sound, and the sword was sheathed.
After enough possing, he turned around, looked at Huo Qingtong, whose face was still a little pale, and said earnestly: "Sister Qingtong, you must be on guard against others. You have to be more careful in the future. Don't
Believe whatever they say."
"Well, thank you, Taoist Priest Haichuan, for saving me..." Huo Qingtong nodded and looked into Li Jiang's eyes. The sincerity in those eyes suddenly made her feel that Li Jiang was no longer annoying, and she could no longer say anything out of her mouth.
Chapter completed!