Wang Xuan was stunned when he heard the name Pei Yuanshao, it was so familiar.
Although this guy died as soon as he appeared, Zhou Cang who was with him followed the second master. During the Qing Dynasty, he followed the second master into the temple to receive incense.
How could Wang Xuan, a guy who had worshiped the Second Master Guan, not remember this professional swordsman?
Looking at the big sword-wielding man in front of us, it is almost certain that he is Zhou Cang, but it cannot be Liao Hua anyway.
This also explains how a mere bandit could become a master of Qi training. This is basically the Yellow Turban Army that was dispersed to various places. Moreover, this person is also one of the few masters in the Yellow Turban Army, who can definitely beat him.
There is only Guan Hai, a master who can compete with Er Ye in thirty or forty moves.
Thinking of this, Wang Xuan shouted directly: "Dian Wei, don't beat him to death all at once, catch the ones alive and keep them so that you can continue to beat them every now and then. Anyway, the guy who has become a gangster by practicing Qi has good recovery, so just don't beat him to death at once."
good!!"
Zhou Cang: "..."
Mi Fang: "..."
Listen, is this still human language?
What grudge? What grudge?
What does it mean to have good resilience, as long as you don’t get beaten to death in one go?
Zhou Cang's voice had just shouted out, and the scene was filled with a sense of generosity and solemnity for the emperor's death, but as soon as Wang Xuan said these words, including the bandits who were about to turn around and escape, they all stopped in their tracks, and everyone shouted in unison.
He looked at Wang Xuan.
As soon as these words came out, Dian Wei stopped dead in his tracks, turned to look at Wang Xuan, stretched out his big hand to scratch his messy hair, and slapped his hand hard, making a 'bang' sound.
"Oh, why didn't I think of that before? It's really such a pity." Turning back to look at Zhou Cang, Dian Wei smiled crazily. It was obvious that Dian Wei accepted Wang Xuan's attitude.
suggestions.
Zhou Cang looked at Wang Xuan from a distance, his eyes full of complex expressions. He didn't know whether he should thank Wang Xuan or not. These words could definitely save his life, but what should he do next?
I could only silently thank Wang Xuan's eight generations of ancestors in my heart.
The bandits finally ran away, and Wang Xuan didn't let anyone stop him. With Zhou Cang in hand, it was not easy to find the bandits.
Dian Wei took another step and rushed toward Zhou Cang. This time, Zhou Cang no longer had the determination to fight to the death, and his momentum dropped significantly.
Faced with Dian Wei's heavy punch, which was visible to the naked eye, Zhou Cang swung his sword to block with all his strength, and the sound of "boom boom" echoed back and forth in the center of the official road.
Dianwei's attack was on the rise. Each punch was heavier than the last. Zhou Cang was shocked by eight consecutive punches. His face became red and his face became red. His chest felt tight and he was about to vomit blood. Seeing that this was definitely not going to work, Zhou Cang was thinking.
When he was wondering whether to give up his defense and attack with all his strength, since the opponent would not kill him anyway, Dian Wei swung his ninth punch again.
This ninth punch clearly broke through a certain limit. On Dianwei's fist, a white wave of air suddenly appeared and began to spread in all directions. Wang Xuan, who was watching the fight, stared straight out. He's crazy. This
There was a sonic boom!
At this moment, Zhou Cang, who was facing a punch, was trembling all over, and he obviously felt that he was enveloped in the crisis of death. His eyes opened angrily, and the corners of his eyes burst. He roared, and he raised his body's energy and poured it towards his arms.
It visibly enlarged to the naked eye, the muscles swelled with cracks, and little drops of blood seeped out from it. His hands dragged the blade across the blade and faced the fist that was coming.
"boom!"
Amidst the loud noise that made people's ears numb, Zhou Cang was hit and flew into the air, spraying blood drops, and flew more than fifty meters away before falling to the ground. A big hole was made in the ground.
At this point, Zhou Cang finally passed out happily and no longer had to think about whether to fight back or not.
Wang Xuan and the tiger dog next to him grinned together. The tiger dog was gloating about his misfortune, but Wang Xuan was much kinder. He felt pain for Zhou Cang.
"Tsk, tsk, think about how often this guy will be beaten in the future. It's really, really cruel!" Wang Xuan shook his head and sighed. He didn't know who came up with this bad idea...
Gouzi and Tiger looked up at Wang Xuan together, their eyes full of contempt. Wang Xuan coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, that's it. My intention is good, just to make this guy under such pressure."
Going one step further, climbing to the peak of martial arts, well, that's it, having a peerless warrior like Dian Wei as his sparring partner, what a blessing it is, I think he will definitely be grateful to me!"
After saying that, Wang Xuan didn't care whether the two of them believed it or not. Anyway, he believed it himself.
He took a few steps to get behind Dian Wei and patted him on the back. Well, the reason why he didn't pat his shoulder was definitely not because it was too strenuous to reach.
"How's it going? Did you feel good about the fight?" Looking at Zhou Cang who was in the big pit in the distance, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He believed that Dian Wei had sense and would definitely not kill him accidentally. Well, probably.
"Hahaha." Dian Wei grinned, "Not bad, I can finally relax my muscles and bones. It was fine in the mountains and forests before, and I could practice martial arts freely, but not in the city. The aftermath could easily destroy the house at home.
It’s a mess.”
This is indeed true. When a military commander of this level lets go, he is no different from a self-propelled rocket launcher. He will be destroyed into a waste area within a few dozen meters.
The only place where you can let go is the military lieutenant school field.
"Huzi, go and capture this guy." Wang Xuan turned around and shouted.
Gouzi turned to look at the stunned tiger, raised his front paw and struck him. The tiger then reacted, raised his paw and pointed at himself. Seeing Wang Xuan looking at him intently, the tiger's face was full of confusion for a moment.
What the hell is Huzi?
It sounds like a dog's name! Even though it has the character "tiger" in it.
He had the intention not to listen, but he was afraid that Dianwei would turn around and cause trouble for him. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and walked towards the big pit. As he walked, he thought to himself that in the future, with the fool in the pit, he would be out of the sea of suffering. Well, so
I'm quite happy to think about it. We must take good care of this guy, but he can't die.
Zhou Cang was paralyzed and was picked back by the five-meter-long "tiger". On this day, the team did not move forward and found a place to camp near the river to rest.
In the evening, a wild boar was set up on the campfire again. This was just caught by Gouzi and Huzi together. Under the command of Wang Xuan, it was roasted. Soon the alluring aroma filled the whole place.
Camp.
Zhou Cang's nose, which was carelessly thrown to the ground, twitched a few times quickly. He sat up from the ground in a daze, closed his eyes and looked towards the direction where the aroma was coming from. He unconsciously struggled to stand up and walk towards the barbecue.
He went there, but after not taking two steps, he let out a scream. Every part of his body hurt, and Zhou Cang finally returned subconsciously under the stimulation of severe pain.
A scream made everyone in the camp forget the past, and the scorching eyes made Zhou Cang subconsciously grit his teeth and shut up.
"Hey, you're awake, come here when you wake up." Wang Xuan turned around and waved his hand to say hello, "Chunxin Barbeque, a Chuanxin version that I haven't had in Jiesili. I really need to take a bite. Li Zao will do the same to me."
, Love Elephant Festival BBQ.”
Seeing Zhou Cang's confused look, Wang Xuan, who was in a good mood, laughed loudly and said, "Can you still walk? Come over and eat barbecue to recover as soon as possible. Dian Wei is waiting to continue competing with you."
When he just got it back, Wang Xuan confirmed that except for some cracks on the bones of his arms and some displacement of the five internal organs, there was nothing serious. With the physical condition of practicing Qi to become a gang, he could recover in three to five days.
coming.
This sentence made Zhou Cang have the urge to die immediately, but the aroma of the barbecue was too tempting. Zhou Cang endured the severe pain all over his body and moved step by step to the bonfire. Regardless of whether he was dead or alive, he was eating anyway.
It's always good to be full.
Eat, and eat more, and take revenge on that bad, oily guy!
Zhou Cang displayed the spirit of a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He glared at Wang Xuan fiercely, sat down on the ground, tore off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
After taking a few mouthfuls, Zhou Cang closed his eyes and recollected it carefully. He had never eaten such delicious food since he was a child. He wolfed down the whole piece of meat in his hand in just a few times.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
"It smells so good!" Zhou Cang nodded his head like a rattle, with a smile on his face.
Although there wasn't much barbecue, there was enough food. There wasn't much else in the convoy, but there was a lot of food. Even if this food were used for a thousand people, it would be enough to feed them for half a month.
After eating and drinking, Wang Xuan picked up a branch and cut it a few times, and a standard toothpick was formed. While picking his teeth, he looked at Zhou Cang and asked: "Your name is Zhou Cang, right? The original Yellow Turban Army
.”
Zhou Cang was startled and subconsciously stood up on guard. It was not his fault. The Han Dynasty's policy towards the Yellow Turban Army was to kill them all at once. This was all caused by Huangfu Song, who slaughtered hundreds of thousands of surrendered soldiers in one fell swoop.
Yellow Turban Army.
To be honest, Wang Xuan felt that if a certain person did it, he would do it. It was nothing more than a matter of personal credibility, but a country actually did such a thing, regardless of whether it was because of a certain leader.
This is all about paying for the country’s reputation.
Just like in the past, in order to attract investment, countless tax exemption policies were given, but suddenly it was said that this was tax evasion, and the local government had no right to make any adjustments to the tax policy. This was too grandiose. Are the local governments not government officials?
"What do you want?" Dian Wei sat there and looked up at Zhou Cang. Zhou Cang was immediately discouraged and sat down on the ground, as if he wanted to kill him or cut him into pieces.
"Okay, don't look like this. I don't care if the Yellow Turban has nothing to do with me." Wang Xuan waved his hand casually.
Zhou Cang looked at Wang Xuan carefully and felt that the other party was not telling lies, so he felt relieved, "In that case, why are you arresting me?"
"Tsk tsk, look, are you speaking human language? You, Zhou Cang, with more than 400 people, jumped out to rob us with a roar. Have you forgotten something?" Wang Xuan stretched out his hand and said