Gu Tianqiong nodded and said: "Jingtao, your arrows are really good."

Fu Jingtao secretly laughed. If the Sky-Splitting Bow was paired with the Soul-Chasing Arrow, the lethality of the combination would be terrifying enough. He smiled and said: "The narrow terrain of Xinhao is not conducive to the deployment of cavalry. The opponent will not be able to use the flexible change of direction of the war horse, otherwise there may be a problem.

A tough battle.”

Gu Tianqiong laughed and said: "I rely on you in the distant battle, and I rely on you in the close battle. It doesn't matter if they come with hundreds of horses!"

While they were talking, the fleeing group of people came closer and thanked the two of them with lingering fear for their life-saving grace.

Fu Jingtao asked honestly and politely: "What do you do? Why are those masked cavalry chasing you?"

The big man in green stopped the carriage and saluted: "Young Master, we are all members of the Fuchuan Yongchang. I should leave and be appointed by my master to assist the young master to go to Qinghe Prefecture to purchase goods. Unexpectedly, I was attacked by thieves on my way back."

.Fortunately, God has favored us and taught us to meet all the heroes, otherwise we might not have escaped death."

Fu Jingtao asked again: "What kind of cargo are you transporting that makes the armored soldiers red-eyed and murderous?"

Ying Li smiled bitterly and said: "My Yongchang ship is the largest rice merchant in Fuchuan, specializing in grain trading. This shipment is only rice, and there are no other valuables. It is really a disaster that fell from the sky."

Fu Jingtao murmured: "Suddenly killing people and robbing food, could it be a sign that a war is about to begin?" That team of cavalry was proficient in riding and shooting, and they had obvious military style. They were definitely not a mob. They masked themselves and robbed food, and they did not hesitate to kill people and silence them.

, is it related to the army’s departure?

Ying Li turned around and whispered a few words to the carriage.

I saw the car curtain lifted, and a slender and graceful jade hand and half of an arm as white as snow stretched out from the car. The skin was crystal smooth and could break when blown. Then a white shadow flashed, and a girl in white clothes and skirt appeared.

He stepped out sideways, stepped lightly on his lotus feet, and fell to the ground like a white cloud.

She has black hair like a waterfall, skin as white as gelatin, and a slender figure. If she gains too much weight, she will feel too thin, and if she loses one point, she will feel too thin. She is surrounded by an indescribable natural charm. At first glance, she is not as charming as Zeng Ke, not as charming as Zeng Ke.

Qin Ying is holy, not as plump as Luo Ming, not as gentle as Bai Yurong, but people can't help but take a second look at her first glance, unable to look away.

She behaved naturally and calmly, without the shyness and reserve of her daughter's family, nor did she deliberately pretend to be generous. Yingying bowed down and said: "Yongchang is called Bailian, and I thank you all for your heroic deeds!"

Gu Tianqiong hurriedly said: "Miss Ying, no courtesy!"

Ying Bailian smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, brightening the dark environment. She turned to look at Fu Jingtao: "This young hero defeated the enemy with three arrows. His archery skills are extraordinary. I don't know what to call him? If Bailian was born as a boy,

Ask the young hero for advice on archery and learn this enemy-killing technique."

Fu Jingtao was fortunate to be used to seeing Qin Ying, Ji Yuqing, Luo Ming and other stunning beauties, so he said calmly: "Miss Ying is as beautiful as a lotus, why do you need to learn this fighting and killing technique? I am Fu Jingtao, my art is outstanding in Xuanyuan Sect.

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A strange light flashed in Ying Bailian's eyes: "It turns out that he is a high disciple of Xuanyuan Clan. No wonder he scared off the evil thieves with a raised hand. My father is very hospitable and loves to make friends with heroes from all walks of life. I wonder if it would be convenient for Mr. Fu to come to my Ying Mansion to sit down?"

Allow my father to express his gratitude."

Fu Jingtao looked strange: "Isn't that necessary?"

Ying Bailian's cheeks were slightly red, she bit her teeth lightly and said, "Ying's Mansion is not like a dragon's pond or a tiger's den. What are you afraid of, Young Master Fu?"

Fu Jingtao met those tender and tender eyes, his mind became hot, and he raised his head and said, "Who said I'm afraid? A gentleman doesn't do anything to repay a favor. I don't want to cause other misunderstandings."

Ying Bailian said: "Then it's okay to have a family banquet and invite the young hero to have a few drinks, right?"

Family dinner?! Fu Jingtao was sweating. Is this the rhythm of a promise? Qiao Hui's hateful laughter came to his ears, making him sit on pins and needles.

Ying Bailian changed the topic and begged in a low voice: "Can you trouble me, young hero, to go and save those guard porters who won't be able to escape in the future?"

Fu Jingtao and Gu Tianqiong exchanged a look, and said solemnly: "Now that we have taken action, let's just stick it to the end!"

Saving people is like putting out a fire. Gu Tianqiong and Fu Jingtao told Ying Bailian and others to follow them. The two of them started Qinggong and rushed to the scene of the accident.

After running for several miles to the east, a thick bloody smell blew towards me, which was nauseating. I saw twenty or thirty corpses lying in the middle of the road, some with their heads severed and disemboweled, or some with their eyes still open. The residual warmth still flowed out.

The blood gathered into a red stream, slowly meandering. Many large trucks dumped on the roadside, and bags of food fell to the ground. Some bags were torn open, revealing white rice.

The hoofprints on the road were messy, and the bloody marks disappeared into the distance.

The group of masked cavalry suddenly came and retreated decisively, taking away less than half of the food.

Gu Tianqiong and Fu Jingtao sighed and stopped.

When Ying Bailian, Ying Li and others arrived, they couldn't help but hide their faces and cry when they saw the scattered corpses. Friends who had been together day and night were suddenly separated, and who wouldn't be sad? Ying Li called on the guards to dig up a corpse together.

Make a huge pit, bury the body nearby, and carve it into a log.

After cleaning up the mess, night has fallen, the dark wind is blowing, the ghosts are whimpering, and the faint starlight is falling, outlining patches of thick or thin terrifying shadows.

Everyone walked along the official road for more than a hundred steps, but they saw that the terrain became open, and a gentle hill appeared on the right side of the road with sparse trees and large grasslands. Yingli suggested that they rest here for the night and return after dawn tomorrow.

Fuchuan Gu Tianqiong agreed with a smile.

Soon, two bonfires were lit on the hillside, and the red firelight dispersed the darkness of the night.

Ying Bailian, Yingli and other guards sat together, while Gu Tianqiong and others sat around another bonfire. The two sides were five or six feet apart and did not interfere with each other.

Fu Jingtao fiddled with the charcoal fire with a branch, and looked at Ying Bailian and others with cold eyes as they took out the dry food and shared it with each other. He said softly: "Uncle, do we want to strike first?"

Gu Tianqiong sat cross-legged like a pine tree, with an iron spear standing beside him. The blade of the spear was like snow, and the cold light shone in all directions. He glanced at him meaningfully and said lightly: "The storm is coming, wait and see what happens."

Qiao Hui took out the half piece of wood and was turning it over and over to distinguish the marks of the carving knife. He said absently: "Is it going to rain? We have to find a cave to hide!"

Fu Jingtao shook his head and smiled: "There is no way to avoid this storm!"

Qiao Hui's mind was immersed in the statue in his hand, and he didn't care about what Fu Jingtao said. He gently stroked the surface of the wood with his fingertips, carefully feeling the direction of the knife and the changes in force. Combined with his own experience when carving, the two

Confirmed by each other, bit by bit of enlightenment emerged in my mind, gathered into a trickle, and broke through the fog in front of my eyes.

As the saying goes, "Knowing the subtleties of the work", Wuxin layman's swordsmanship skills are fully reflected in this stump of the arm.

He did not show off any advanced skills when carving. Every stroke of the knife was just right. The knife marks were clean and clear, without any delay or hesitation.

Don't work too hard, return to nature.

To achieve this state, one must have a clear understanding of the structure of the human body, proficient skills, and most importantly, confident self-confidence.

Qiao Hui closed his eyes and seemed to see a handsome man standing in front of a statue, with a focused expression. The light of the knife in his hand kept flashing. He drew the knife like a finger on his arm, and the lines carved were as clear as nature.
Chapter completed!