At this moment, two "bang, bang", the young man and Ding Bao both fell into the sword, and the two sharp tips slashed into one person's left and right arms. It turned out to be the strong young man!

Ding Bao and the young man put away the knife together, but the young man's arms were not broken with his wrists. He was only split into his sleeves, leaving two blood marks. Although the wound was long, the flesh was light and shallow, but it was just a skin injury.

Ding Bao was shocked. Although this waist knife was not a peerless magical product, it was also touched by Sister Fox. It was naturally not an ordinary weapon that could capture her magical eyes. It could be considered a first-class treasure knife! He once tried it once, and ordinary iron tools could be cut off with one blow. How could the middle-aged man just be injured in the flesh?

However, at the moment when the young man raised his arm to block the knife, a strange dark golden glow flashed through his cracked sleeve, and the blade immediately dissipated, like a smooth bluestone polished. However, there was no wrist guard inner armor in his sleeve. The knife broke through the flesh and blood immediately oozed out.

Ding Bao couldn't remember where he had seen such domineering martial arts practice, and his heart was shocked.

The young man ignored the bleeding on his arm and turned around to stop his companion: "How many times have you told you? Ask me first next time!"

"Even this kind of question?"

The boy smacked his lips, and then his mouth was straightened. He stretched out his blood-red tongue and "slid" across the blade. In contrast to his previous dementia, he giggled and said, "Your mouth is also a killer knife!"

But it was for Ding Bao.

His blood-covered eyes stared at Ding Bao, and his whole body seemed to be alive, with evil spirits all over his body, like a beast trying to eat.

The strong young man tore off his clothes and wrapped his wounds, and was about to speak, but suddenly he heard the "whimpering" sound in the distance, just like a trumpet blowing in autumn hunting, covering the sky and the wind roaring could not be hidden. He was so thrilling that he heard it. He heard it in the wilderness, like a howl of a wolf.

The strong young man looked at each other with his companions, rolled up on the horse, and said to the woman in the car: "Madam! This is an urgent call from the lord, there must be something in front of you. Please forgive me for taking the lead! Madam, please wait here, I will go back later!"

He glanced at Ding Bao, turned around and ran quickly, and for a moment he was immersed in the night with the boy and never saw him again.

The old coachman and the servant both breathed a sigh of relief. The curtain was raised, revealing a fair melon-shaped face. He was only about twenty years old and was younger than Dan Tai Wangtu. He closed his eyes and nodded and said, "Thank you for your righteousness. Please ask the Lord for your name, Gao, and when I report back to my husband, I will definitely receive a reward."

Sure enough, he looks very beautiful. What is rare is that he is gentle and polite, which makes people like him.

Ding Bao clasped his fists and said, "You are kind to you, Madam. Ding Bao was appointed as the military officer of Xuanhua Camp. He missed the time to enter the city and wanted to find a shop nearby. If the wife doesn't dislike her, her fellow men would have a follower. Yes, how can she ask who is the wife of the mansion?"

Three months have passed. He has absorbed all the "Square Cun Ganoderma lucidum" in the treasure of the Empress Cave. Now that he has achieved great success in the Bixia magical power, his "Jincao" body technique has been on the verge of extreme. There is no need to hide his identity anymore. So he simply used his real name.

The woman hesitated for a moment and smiled faintly: "My mother's surname is Gou. I'm doing some business in the city. I haven't returned to Xuanhua for a long time and I've no longer known the way. I'm sorry that my husband's position is inconvenient to say it. Please forgive me."

Ding Bao didn't care either and bowed, "It's okay. Don't worry, madam."

Gou felt relieved and smiled. After hesitating for a while, as if he mustered up the courage, he said to Ding Bao: "It's not to be hiding it. Although I didn't know the two of them just now, the wolf horns are used by my husband on a daily basis. The horns are urgent, and I'm afraid something will happen. I saw that the adults are very skilled in martial arts and righteous, can they escort me to take a look? I'm worried... worried about my husband's safety."

He glanced at the Dan Tai Wangtu beside him and said, "If you don't want your relatives to take risks, Mrs. Zun can wait here with my maid and nanny, it won't be long."

He held his hands together, his eyes were full, and his neck was eagerly looking forward to him.

Ding Bao thought to himself: "The dark night in the wilderness cannot teach them a car of old, weak, women and children to fend for themselves."

Worried that Sister Fox was annoyed by her, she was about to ask, but she turned her hand and held his thick and wide palms, and smiled sweetly: "Madam, no matter where she goes, I will never be separated from my husband. If the lady is worried, we will accompany her for a walk."

Ding Bao said lowly: "Thank you, Sister Fox."

The lips were closed and no sound was made.

Gou was stunned, slightly ecstatic, and murmured: "Are you going to be separated? It's really... it's really envious."

The maid in the car reached out and pushed her hand slightly. Gou suddenly came to his senses, even his pink neck turned red, and he said in a low voice: "If... like this, I'll be fine!"

Without further ado, everyone divided into two cars and drove in the direction of the horn.

The donkey cart was narrow, and the little maid and the nanny had to sit in the mule cart. Ding Bao and Dan Tai Wangtu were a "newly married couple" who were mixing oil in honey, so it would be better to squeeze the seats together. After a while, he heard the sound of killing. Smoke was everywhere in the field. In the smoke, there were only fires, swords and swords, and howls came from time to time. There were men and women.

Ding Bao stopped the car from afar, and suddenly a black shadow popped out from the grass and bumped into him.

He was not Wu Xia Ameng, so he was not afraid of danger. The "Bixia Magical Art" combined with the "Little Grabbing" power taught by the fox sister, the person who came flew out.

After looking closely, the ghosts and fires around him were shining, and countless figures "floated". The man who was thrown away by him was pale and was wearing a ragged armor covered with mud. He seemed to have just crawled out of the wet grave. He was actually a slutty soldier!

The maid and nanny in the car screamed in shock and fainted.

There was no such luck in the donkey cart. The old coachman was pulled off the seat by a ghost soldier and cut his throat with his throat. The other ghost soldiers opened the door, trying to bring the gou, who was covered in color and was limp and limp.

Ding Bao jumped to save the fire, and turned around and said, "Be careful, it's the ghost soldiers!"

Tan Tai Wangtu nodded slightly and pointed a little devil. Because she has been in harmony with Ding Bao for the past month, her skills have not only recovered completely, but also increased by 30%. These days just happened to be the "heart gate" in the future. She only dared to use 20% of her internal strength, but even these 20% or 30% of the time, she is extraordinary. The young man with Yin soldiers is no match for her, and she falls to the ground after getting off the car in just a few ounces.

Ding Bao even more simply knocked him out with one punch and snatched Gou from the side, took him back to the mule cart to meet with Dan Tai Wangtu.

He gently pinched Gou's people, pressed her wrist veins to pass through the true energy, and Gou's "she" woke up slowly.

Ding Bao looked around and frowned and said, "Madam! It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's leave first."

Dan Tai Wangtu was about to drive.

Gou woke up and grabbed his hand: "Ding Jun! There... there is someone I... I recognize, I am my husband's personal bodyguard. My husband... must be here!" He stretched out his fingers tremblingly. Ding Bao looked at him. A young man in a military costume was lying down beside the donkey cart. There was no wound on his body, his face was slightly blue and purple, and the surroundings were not stained with blood. It was indeed clear and identifiable.

"Damn it! Could it be that the target of Yin Bingliu is Gou's husband?"

The Yin soldiers were not a good man and a trustworthy woman. They stripped all the members of the Lao Lu Hall to make a secret and exchange for the day. It was their style.

However, it is very unwise to attack the imperial court's official official. Especially at the moment when the "Prayer for the Tao and Blessings and Treatment of Laws" is about to be held, it is still near Tuyun Temple. If the public attracts the attention of the public, it will not only attract the Xuanhua government, but also be afraid that even the general of Zhennan will take action and use the power of one sect and one sect to fight against tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and the famous "Iron Clothes of the Inner Guard of the Su family". Even if the first person in the world comes with Chunyu Fanyin, it will probably not be useful!

Moreover, next to Xuanhua City is Xuanhua Camp. These evil demons and heretics should act more carefully. Who should they kill with such a big fanfare?

Ding Bao suddenly had an impulse and wanted to break into the formation to find the "Xiao Yan'er" to find out. At this time, another melee was coming in front of him.

The sword light like a tornado swept like a tornado, and wherever it went, the broken head and the remaining limbs flew into the sky.

The sword-holder stepped on the muddy and bloody feet, laughing and rushing. If it weren't for the chopping of the ghost heads with white faces and gloomy faces, I couldn't figure out who was more like the Yin Cao family, who was flowing with Yin soldiers.

"It's the white-eyed monkey before!"

Ding Bao's eagle eyes flashed and immediately recognized that the person holding the knife was the crazy boy with his hair and eyes hanging. The strong young man who was walking with him also saw Ding Bao and others sweeping his cast iron-like arms, clearing out a path, and using his light skills to run over.

"Sir, Join the Army!"

His face was covered with blood, and it was all caused by the enemy. Even the sword was cut without hurting it. All soldiers were like soft lead and thin copper. They grabbed it and twisted it into a ball without any effort: "How could sir come here? Where is my mistress, she...is she?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the corpse of the coachman not far away, and his face turned pale.

Ding Bao nodded.

But he heard Gou's voice trembling in the car: "The hero... is he really my husband?"

"Yes! The villain's surname is Li, Qingqiao, and the one who used the knife was named Wang Xiaolang."

The young man dared not look directly, for fear of being arrogant, so he lowered his head and fisted: "We were ordered to come to greet the mistress and meet the adults at the inn outside the city. When we met several assassins on the way, we wanted to come to the front to show our warning. If we offend the lady, the villain will die and cannot be redeemed. Please do not doubt it!"

Gou closed his eyes for a moment before saying, "I am too suspicious and misunderstood you. Sir... Where is Sir now?"

The young man Li Qingqiao said, "The thief seems to be surrounded by this place. It is said that the adults should be in it and guard it according to the danger. The little wolf and I were about to kill in, explore the truth and the truth, and then come out to repay the wife."

The young man Wang Xiaolangfu rushed around in the distance and rushed around to kill, and turned around and laughed: "Hey! Are you still going to go in? It's almost finished killing here, I'll kill you somewhere else."

With a backhand, a knife was like a tiger's claw pounced on the scissor, and a corpse of a ghost soldier spun out in response, like a chicken feather shuttlecock kicking into the sky. The headless body ran forward and backward, like a loss of direction, and a "bang", and after falling to the ground, he started to rush blood and rush out loud.

Gou turned his head away, unable to bear to look at it anymore, his delicate body trembled, and there was no trace of blood on his face. He gritted his teeth and cheered up, resisted fainting, and asked in a low voice: "Grand... Why are there so few guards around him? Where is the yamen? Why is no one out of the city to greet him?" (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!