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Chapter 29 Qingfeng on the River Goes Free(1/2)

Everyone in Zhang Fan is a little confused. Will the hawks and dogs of the Yamen come with others to rob the official ship?

Leader Zhang Da sneered in his mouth: "This head catcher, I'm afraid you won't be able to work for long!"

Meng Yishan was stretching his neck to look at the fighting in the middle of the river. He vaguely saw that the Ye family had the upper hand and that there were not many guards left.

Seeing Zhang Fan talking to him at this time, he turned around and replied: "These people who robbed the ship are all from the White Lotus Sect. I was working as an undercover agent among them. I just saw that you were in danger, so I took the risk to snatch you ashore!"

When Meng Yishan saw Zhang Fan, a big pirate, escorting the ship in person, he knew that the official ship was not as simple as a salt ship. He was angry at Ye Qianxun for not telling the truth, so he simply falsely accused him of being a member of the White Lotus Sect, and that he was an undercover agent of the imperial court who was doing harm to the people.

Pillar.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he was half convinced. The White Lotus Sect has been rampant in recent years, burning incense and gathering people. They also often engage in robberies as a side job and looted a lot of money. This group of ship robbers has outstanding martial arts skills and is probably a master of the White Lotus Sect!

But there is a problem with the identity of the masked man. You are an undercover agent who works too hard and has excellent swordsmanship. Only the Jin Yiwei has such a secret spy.

On the surface, he is a detective, but secretly, he is a royal guard?

Leader Zhang couldn't help but think a little more, and felt confident in his heart, thinking that Lao Meng might have a conspiracy against his identity as the pirate leader.

Ye Qianxun, who was watching the battle in the cabin, had no idea that Meng Captou had left him with a big enemy like Zhang Fan, and that he was still there watching his junior brother fight Lu Jiuyuan.

Xie Jin and Lu Jiuyuan fought with each other hundreds of times. The Huashan Falling Goose Eight Strikes is a combination of quick sword moves. It focuses on attack but not on defense. In one breath of true energy, it can kill eight swords in a row. When Jie Jin used it, eight sword strikes were used.

The sword was as fast as a sword, as if a strong wind was dancing, striking all the vital parts of Lu Jiuyuan's body.

Lu Jiuyuan's Thirteen Swords of the Changhe River surges forward indomitably, and there is no need to guard the move. The energy condenses on the sword body, and the soft sword shakes loudly, swinging it into a half-fan-sized sword curtain, stirring, vibrating, stabbing, stabbing, and tearing apart.

Huashan Sect’s Luoyan Quick Sword!

The green steel sword of the number one swordsman in Huashan and the three-foot soft sword of the white-haired Lu Jiuyuan clashed frequently. The whole cabin was filled with green light and white light, and the swords whistling and rumbling in the air, just like the entanglement of a green dragon and a white dragon.

During the fight, all the debris within a two-foot radius were smashed to pieces by Lu Jiuyuan's Dragon King Qi.

Both of the two people in the fight were injured. Lu Jiuyuan eliminated the impact of the sword wounds on his cheeks, forced his eyes open, and activated the sword force of Changhe.

Xie Jin was even worse. He was deeply wounded by the sword energy. Whenever he used a sword move, his left shoulder would feel like tearing pain, making some exquisite sword moves useless and off-kilter. I couldn't help but admire Lu Jiuyuan's ability.

Using his soft sword to pierce his bones and his qigong skills, he is probably two points better than himself.

Lu Jiuyuan fought for a long time with Jie Jin unable to give up, and felt a sense of sympathy for each other. After a fierce battle, he raised the true energy in his body to the peak, and his Dantian was full. It was a good time to use the Changhe Sword Technique "Dragon King Tide". At that moment, his arms

Qu Zhi, the soft sword held the deafening sound of thunder, flying stars shot through the sky, and went straight to Jie Jin's throat.

Jie Jin's fast sword struck seven times in a row. When it hit the opponent's powerful sword move that was as powerful as a raging wave, the sword slid to one side uncontrollably, and all the power of the seven swords was completely wiped out.

, the soft sword was about to pierce the throat, Xie Jin had no time to think, he hurriedly turned his body, used his left palm to swing, and struck the blade of the soft sword diagonally.

When Xie Jin took out his palm, he already expected something bad. Lu Jiuyuan's soft sword was made of Burmese steel. It can be soft or strong when filled with real power. "Bang!" The swords met and the silver sword immediately bent by half.

Arc, Lu Jiuyuan shook his hand casually, and the soft sword straightened back, wiping off a piece of flesh from the edge of Xie Jin's palm, and the castration continued.

Xie Jin threw the sword in his right hand, held the sword with both hands, took two steps back, and then stabilized his posture.

Lu Jiuyuan's sword had a certain power, but it lacked the instant burst and could not penetrate another inch.

Jie Jin put his hands together on the sword, straightened his body and straightened his back. He had exerted all his strength and could only stop Lu Jiuyuan's attack, but he did not have the ability to break the soft sword. For a while, the two of them were locked in a stalemate, with only the wound on Jie Jin's left palm.

It was bleeding, drop by drop scattered on the deck.

Ye Qianxun was watching the battle from the sidelines. Seeing the stalemate between the two people, he became more and more anxious. But he did not dare to intervene for fear of being killed by the two sword madmen.

After a cup of tea, the two of them were still motionless. At this point in the sword fight, they were already inferior. The fight was about who was stronger and who had better internal skills. Originally, Lu Jiuyuan's internal skills were better than Jie Jin's, but Jie Jin's Huashan internal skills

Extremely soft and pure, with extremely strong tenacity, it can withstand the fierce tide of the Dragon King.

This situation is no longer what the two of them want. Even if Lu Jiuyuan finally kills Xie Jin, his internal strength will be greatly damaged, and he will be unable to control the battle situation before he can fight.

Lu Jiuyuan's fighting spirit subsided and he immediately made a decision and said: "Both sides will suffer if this continues, how about we give up?"

While speaking, he used all his strength to take a step forward, forcing Xie Jin back a foot.

Xie Jin nodded, but suddenly exhaled and turned around, shouted loudly, drew back the sword, and stood back to his original position.

The two laughed together, with admiration in each other's eyes.

Lu Jiuyuan's sword turned and slashed towards the sky. Xie Jin's palms turned up and there were two loud bangs. The hard roof of the ship was shaken by the internal strength of the two and a huge hole was opened, letting in the moonlight.

Master Ye only saw two loud noises and the skylight on the roof opened. Before he could react, he heard Xie Jin say: "Mr. Lu's swordsmanship is so powerful that Xie admires him!"

Lu Jiuyuan smiled sincerely and said: "Brother Jie is the master of swordsmanship. We are destined to meet today."

"It's been a long time since I had such a fun sword fight. I wonder how drunk Mr. Lu is!" Xie Jin is a swordsman and a drunkard.

Lu Jiuyuan said: "Okay, let's get drunk together!"

Lu Jiuyuan left the boat alone, and Xie Jin also forgot what he was here to do. They both acted like a crane soaring into the sky, and jumped out from the broken roof of the boat.

Ye Qianxun was stunned there, only to hear a voice coming from above his head: "Mr. Lu, later you will tell us about the battle with the Changbai Sword Sect. I am so fascinated!"

The words between the two of them were laughing, and they gradually faded away!

Master Ye Dazhuang's face turned red with anger, and he cursed: "Xie Laosan, I am your mother, and whoever invites you to drink, you will treat that person as your biological father!"

Angrily, he jumped onto the top of the boat. Just as a banker rushed to the boat, he saw the owner of the village alone. He happened to step forward to protect him and showed his courtesy. He ran over in a hurry and just said, "Master...

..." Ye Qianxun was so angry that he struck out with his sword and broke it into two pieces!

Standing in the pool of blood, Master Ye Dazhuang looked like an evil god. He lifted the head of the banker and shouted loudly: "Lu Jiuyuan asked me to kill him, and the head is here!"

The pirates who were guarding the salt ship had no intention of fighting for a long time because Zhang Fan was missing. They all ran to look for their leader. Only people from the Lu family and the Salt Inspection Department were left on the ship. At this time, they saw someone holding up a head and saying that the Lu family

The old man was dead and Lu Jiuyuan didn't come out to speak, so they all believed it and lost all will to fight. They abandoned their weapons and ran away, jumping into the river like dumplings being dumped into a pot, and each found his way out.

Ye Qianxun's voice carried so far that even Zhang Fan on the shore heard it, and said with a cold smile: "Fart, how can he kill Lu Jiuyuan!"

Meng Yishan didn't know who Lu Jiuyuan was, but seeing that Zhang Fan admired him so much, he knew that he must be a great person, so he casually agreed: "You can't believe what Fatty Ye said, he must have used a dog's head as a human head!"

Seeing that Ye Qianxun's side on the boat had a good chance of winning, Meng Yishan said to Zhang Fan: "Brother Zhang, let's hit the road! You go to my place to recuperate!"

Zhang Fan suffered serious trauma and lost so much blood that he felt dizzy. He had no choice but to follow Meng Yishan! He had no choice but to nod!

Chief Meng took off the mask on his face, handed it to Zhang Fan, and said: "Tie it on and go with this White Lotus Sect group!"

After Zhang Fan finished pretending to be the masked man, Mr. Meng picked him up with one hand and supported him as he walked straight to the cashier's room.

Qian Lun was choking on the cold wind there, watching four villagers stretching the iron rope. When he heard footsteps running towards him, he immediately wanted to run away. However, he heard Meng Yishan's voice coming from a distance: "Qian Accountant, Mr. Qian

elder brother!"

Meng Yishan and Zhang Fan came to Qian Lun, and the boss was the first to speak: "Old Qian, the guards on the ship over there are very vicious. If this brother under me hadn't sacrificed his life to help, I, old Meng Ke, would be doomed!"

Qian Lun looked at Zhang Fan and saw that he was crumbling and half-dead. He knew that he was seriously injured and was surprised that there was such a stupid boy among the Taihu water thieves.

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Meng Yishan stretched out his hand and rubbed the wound on Zhang Fan's back. He groaned in pain and turned pale. Lao Meng was still beside him and said with concern: "This injury is very serious!"

Zhang Fan cursed in his heart but did not dare to say a word. When he spoke, he spoke in Jiaozhou Mandarin, which could easily reveal his secret.

When Qian Lun saw that the subordinate who had passed through Wuhu was so injured that he couldn't even speak, he immediately said: "After closing the team, I will take this man to seek medical treatment!"

Meng Yishan waved his hand and said: "This brother is my savior. I have to invite him back to Shangshu Mansion to find a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment!"

Seeing Meng Yishan's attitude of repaying kindness, Qian Lun muttered in his heart, "This man is quite loyal. No wonder he can edge out Gu Zhensheng and become the chief arrester of Luoyang!"

The people standing on the six boats were all members of the Ye family. They had completely taken control of the boats and were heading upstream.

Meng Yishan didn't want to stay here for a long time, so he said to Qian Lun: "It's almost done on the river, let's break up and go home!"

Qian Lun didn't want to get cold here. When he saw a successful signal coming from the river, he said to the four villagers: "Tell the other side to take away the iron rope and go back to the village!"

Meng Yishan said impatiently: "A few ropes are worth nothing, throw them away and run away!"

Qian Lun said disapprovingly: "That's not possible. These iron ropes are extremely difficult to cast. Few companies in Luoyang City can make them. Don't let anyone doubt them."

Everyone quickly put away the iron ropes, and the patrol team was approaching. No one dared to stay longer, and quietly escaped into the night along the shore.

After walking together for half a watch, Meng Yishan said he wanted Zhang Fan to treat his injury, so he said goodbye to Qian Lun and led "Zhang Enren" into the city.

Taking Zhang Fan back to Shangshu Mansion, Lao Meng took the back door. He was afraid that the two ghosts of Mangshan would come back soon and it would be terrible if the two sides collided.

Meng Yishan came up with the idea of ​​​​Old Shangshu. Since Shangshu's house could not stay, he asked Old Man He to find a house for Zhang Fan.

He Laoshangshu went out early and came back late a few days ago, which made his concubine Liu Yue suspicious. Today, he finally managed to coax her. The two were cozying up there when Mr. Meng broke in with Zhang Fan in his arms.

He Shangshu was stunned when he saw that it was Meng Yishan, and he was already somewhat used to his hands.

He Shangshu quickly covered Liu Yue's mouth, signaling her to silence, put on some clothes and got out of bed, and asked Mr. Meng, "Yi Shan, what's wrong with coming here so late?"

Meng Yishan pointed at Zhang Fan and said to the old minister: "Uncle, this is my sworn brother. He was doing business in Shandong. He saw a Taoist priest from the Wudang sect molesting a common girl, so he reached out to save him. His grandmother's, these bastards

Taking advantage of the large number of people, they besieged my eldest brother and chased him thousands of miles to Luoyang!"

He Shangshu made a troubled look and said: "Well, Wudang Sect's Taoist Master Yichen, Shengjuan Zhenglong, asks your sworn brother to bear with it for a while!"

Lao Meng hurriedly said: "We have accepted the Wudang matter. We will see you in the rivers and lakes the other day. It's just that my elder brother is seriously injured and needs to be taken care of! Originally, it would be best to stay in the Shangshu Mansion, but there are many people in the mansion. If it leaks out, the Wudang Sect will be in trouble."

I don’t dare to do anything to my uncle secretly..."

He Shangshu broke into a cold sweat and rushed in before he could finish his words: "There is a house on Shangdefang in the north of the city. It is the property of the He family. There are a few old servants there to look after it. You can take your eldest brother there to recuperate!"

The chief catcher thanked him and said, "Thank you very much, uncle. Haha, it would be best to have this empty house!"

This house was used by the old minister to raise his wife when she was still alive. Later, when his wife died, he took all his concubines into the house, and the house became empty, leaving only a few servants to guard it and clean it every day. Who
To be continued...
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