"It's absolutely true!" Zhou Liang said forcefully.
The swarthy middle-aged man stared at Zhou Liang's eyes for a long time and said, "Your name is Zhou Liang, right?"
"yes!"
"Okay! Since your master has begged for mercy, then let Sankuye's granddaughter be exempted from duty." The dark-skinned middle-aged man immediately got on his horse and shouted: "Let's go!"
The bandits escorted the young men and girls and set off back to the county town.
They didn't want Zhou Mengmeng, and they didn't even want Xia Qingchen as they had promised.
A group of villagers returned home in despair, many of them weeping silently. Their children who had been taken away might never come back.
The only one who is relaxed should be Sankuye.
He walked away from the gate of hell, his clothes were soaked with sweat all over his body, and with numbness in his legs, he moved with difficulty until he came to Zhou Liang.
"Liangliang, thanks to you this time!" Master Sanku expressed respect from the bottom of his heart.
Zhou Liang actually sent the bandits away!
The villagers who gathered around looked at Zhou Liang with completely different eyes than before.
Now, they looked at Zhou Liang with a hint of deep awe in their eyes.
Zhou Liang held his neck high and felt extremely comfortable: "Let's go and bring Mengmeng back."
Mr. San Ku's old face smiled broadly: "Hahaha, let's go and pick him up together."
They returned to the yard and saw Xia Qingchen still sleeping in the stable.
Zhou Liang smiled sarcastically: "Can you still sleep?"
He stepped forward to pull off Xia Qingchen's collar, but Xia Qingchen, who had a premonition of danger, instinctively woke up from his trance.
His eyes bulged sharply and he said coldly: "Get out!"
Zhou Liang was frightened by the sudden opening of his eyes and took a step back, humming: "What's so fierce?"
"Thank you for being able to sleep! Master Sanku was almost beheaded by the bandits!" Zhou Liang said: "If I hadn't interceded, I would have even taken you away by the bandits!"
Master Sanku felt guilty and quickly changed the subject: "Mr. Xia, now that Mengmeng is safe, can you tell me where she is hiding?"
From their few words, Xia Qingchen realized that the bandits had just come but had already left.
He was a little surprised that Junzijian had actually begged for Zhou Mengmeng.
What a surprise!
However, this is better.
"Xipo Cave." Xia Qingchen explained the location.
Zhou Liang went out impatiently and ran to greet him excitedly.
He could imagine that in the near future, Zhou Mengmeng would wear a red hijab and marry into his family.
Master Sanku also went to greet him with a smile on his face.
After watching them all leave, Xia Qingchen turned his eyes to the east. After a night of recovery, he had mostly recovered.
Now not only can I move freely, but I can also display a considerable degree of cultivation.
With a little tip of his toe, he arrived at the entrance of the village like a gust of wind.
Looking at the two miserable villagers, one injured and one dead, his eyes became even colder.
Dozens of miles away.
The dark-skinned middle-aged man is riding a tall horse, looking deep in thought.
"Brother Ma, what are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about Zhou Mengmeng?" one of the bandits said with a playful smile.
The swarthy middle-aged man shook his head: "I'm wondering whether what Zhou Liang said is true or false."
"Is Mr. Sword so bold as to dare to disobey orders and interfere in our affairs?"
At the beginning of the occupation of the county, the leader publicly stated that no one was allowed to interfere with their actions, including intercession.
Anyone who violates this rule will be executed immediately!
The bandit was clueless and said, "That's what the rules say. In private, the leader will be accommodating, right?"
After deep thought, the dark-skinned middle-aged man said: "The other party is a swordsman after all, not someone who takes nothing for granted. It is better for Fei Ge to pass on the message and let the leader know as soon as possible!"
After saying that, he immediately wrote a letter of divorce and sent a letter via flying pigeon to inform the leader in advance.
They took their time and followed the strong men and young people on foot.
Shortly after.
They passed by a post station, which had long been abandoned due to the intrusion of bandits.
"Why is there a person sitting on the roof?" A sharp-eyed bandit rubbed his eyes and asked in surprise.
The swarthy middle-aged man raised his eyes and said in surprise: "It's true!"
I saw a young man in fluttering clothes sitting under the huge bright moon with his back to the moon.
His legs were hanging naturally, and he was supporting the roof with both hands, leaning back slightly and looking up at the vast starry sky.
Under the bright moon, he looked like a fairy under the moon, with an indescribable artistic conception.
"You idiot, are you sitting here in the wilderness watching the moon in the middle of the night?" The bandit who was the first to find him grinned.
Xia Qingchen, who was disturbed, withdrew his gaze and looked down.
A pair of black eyes shot out with chilling depth in the dark night.
"I'm not admiring the moon, I'm waiting for someone." Xia Qingchen said calmly.
The bandit smiled, picked up the bow on his back, pulled out the bowstring, and shot an arrow at Xia Qingchen's crotch, teasingly saying: "Are you waiting for us?"
Whoosh——
The arrow flew away quickly and pointed directly at the bricks under Xia Qingchen's crotch.
"Yes!" Xia Qingchen gave an answer that puzzled the bandits.
This confusion turned into surprise the next moment.
Xia Qingchen stretched out two fingers, pinched them lightly, and caught the swift and necessary arrow between his two fingers.
hiss!
This scene caused an uproar.
The swarthy middle-aged man, who also had a playful mentality, suddenly stiffened and his smile froze.
The bandit who was shooting arrows stared wide-eyed without blinking.
As a person at the pinnacle of the Xiaochen position, it would be impossible to block this arrow without the cultivation of the Zhongchen position.
To hold it between two fingers, you must at least be in the Dachen position.
But how could a random young man in this barren mountain reach the level of cultivation?
impossible?
The dark, middle-aged man was solemn, his face instantly serious. He waved his hand, and the bandits behind him dismounted one after another, leaning against their horses to defend themselves, in a gesture of taking the initiative and accepting the challenge.
He looked at Xia Qingchen and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency just said that you are waiting for us?"
Xia Qingchen stood up, making the rubble under his feet creak.
"yes."
Feeling that Xia Qingchen's visitor was unkind, the dark-skinned middle-aged man said, "I don't know where you are from."
Xia Qingchen played with the arrow between his fingers and said calmly: "Come from Shiyan Village."
Wow——
The swarthy middle-aged man immediately dismounted, hid behind the horse, and shouted behind him: "Brothers, greet me, try to attack from a distance! Don't get close!"
Suddenly, the chaotic sound of instruments sounded.
The archery of archery, the concealed weapon of concealed weapons, the throwing knives of flying knives.
Various weapons were chaotically heading towards Xia Qingchen.
What made the bandits gasp was that Xia Qingchen remained motionless, allowing many weapons to attack him.
But, without exception, all the weapons that hit him were bounced back without even penetrating his fur!
All the bandits stared at Xia Qingchen with ghostly eyes, unable to believe their eyes.
"He...is he a human or a ghost?"
"Gulu~" A bandit swallowed his saliva hard: "Is it a ghost?"
Only the dark-skinned middle-aged man with an extremely solemn expression asked: "Who are you?"
That kind of physique is something even their big leader, the empire-level powerhouse with big stars, can’t achieve!