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Ten days.

Ten days are not short or long, but it just happened to be enough for people to deal with enemies from all directions while driving a carriage. From Yuematan to the border border near the west of Xiasong Gate, but for some reason, Zhao Ziyang, the leader, was not in a hurry to go to Xiasong. Li Fu'an beside him said he wanted to enter Xiasong countless times, but he was rejected by the former every time, and he could not guess Zhao Ziyang's thoughts. Originally, when he came out of the mountain, all three people, including Yun Zhong, had never thought of it.

There were so many difficulties and obstacles along the way to Dayuan, so I really didn't bring enough elixirs. Fortunately, Li Fu'an had a good eye and picked up dozens of round and jade-like elixirs from the messy objects found in the arms of the Taoist boy. It was clearly made by a master with good alchemy skills. However, the Taoist boy was also heroic. He waved his hands and sent the elixirs out. He said that it could last his life, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Eighty percent of Taoist children never thought that if they were going out, they would give out such a number of pills. After that, their master would probably have to rush his blood for a while. He would curse his prodigal disciples for a while. He would be merciful to others. But if he was controlled by Wu Shuang's disciples, he would always respond to the words that he would not leave the thief and be stolen by Wu Shuang for many years. If his disciples were also taken by Wu Shuang's disciples, it would be impossible for two generations to save the Taoist temple family.

Although we have just made up the pills needed for Yun Zhong to protect his life, we can drag it on like this. In just ten days, Zhao Ziyang and Li Fu'an have exhausted their internal energy. Although the Taoist Child's realm is also very clever, they are not willing to let the Taoist Child take action against the enemy. First, both of them know that this Taoist Child who came out of the Taoist Child's former sect may have a very high level. At least the ability to swallow thunder is hard to find in the world. However, since that is the case, we must not take action. First, if the Taoist Child takes action, the number of Dayuan soldiers who are triggered is probably more. In the end, even if the life is consumed, it will not last for a few days. Second, they are afraid that Dayuan will still have a rare master. Seeing that he has not captured several people for a long time, he will lose all his patience. He will not hesitate to make enemies with Nangong Mountain and still have to take action. He always hides the magical powers of Dayuan's realm. Perhaps at the critical moment of life and death, he can save his life.

To be more detailed, no matter how sloppy and frivolous Li Fu'an is in daily life, no matter how decisive Zhao Ziyang acts, he still has some pride. His junior brother or a familiar person, except that he does not have the ability to deal with it, he cannot rely on the ability of a Taoist boy.

Only Yun Zhong, who had no movement along the way, had now forced a dozen rare elixirs into his mouth, and his body was poured into his mouth through thunder and dark muscles, bones, and flesh, gradually, gradually, and flesh, and the rest of the old molts were peeling off. However, after looking at the eyes of the Taoist boy, he revealed that the meridians had not been healed. The smoke and mist around the dantian became thicker. But no matter how he recalled, he could not remember how strange it was. Perhaps only when Yun Zhong woke up one day, he could know one or two.

"I had been fighting with the twenty or thirty people for a long time yesterday. The hats that were flipped out from the body were each pushed out. The desert was as windy as snow, and it was best to cut human faces. Besides, if I was confused and drove the car tent into the quicksand ditch, I wouldn't have the strength to pull the car out with the people and the car."

The old long road had already taught the yellow sand to swallow most of the time. Zhao Ziyang, whose mouth was dry and cracked, leaned over and put a hat to Li Fu'an, took off his hat, covered his face and found a high-level back and lying flat on the shady land. He still felt like he was burned by charcoal fire on his back, grinning, but he did not get up, allowing the burning heat to slowly dissipate.

In the past ten days, Zhao Ziyang had countless killings of the Great Yuan cavalry, or had used swords and guns to wipe their hands and feet, and let them die, adding them to one by one. There were still hundreds of people. Although he had never seen a few cultivators like those ape slaves again, he would have squeaked the movements of his muscles and bones on his body. Such a feeling of fatigue could be compared when he was forced to stand with his master on the mountain. At first, Zhao Ziyang still had the strength to hand out a few spears. After two or three days, he had completely suppressed the idea of ​​using his internal energy, and he dared not take it lightly.

Most of these scattered iron cavalry were later arranged, and they were not considered a climate. They could only encounter twelve and three cavalry more than ten miles apart, but their abilities were quite good. Even if Li Fu'an and Zhao Ziyang reached out to protect the tent, they had to take care of life and death with those great Yuan cavalry, and the burden was extremely heavy. If Zhao Ziyang thought before, winning by cultivation would be like a lantern, and the energy would be empty within three or two days. What's more, every time they met a wave of people in the Great Yuan, they would have the means to inform them. Therefore, after every hard battle, they would need to urge the horse to leave quickly to avoid being followed by the nearby cavalry. If they really met a cultivator, it would be difficult to win by their skills.

"It's best to bring reinforcements. If you are forced to support now, if you don't enter Xia Song in another ten days, you and I will die in this border area. Maybe even the corpse may not be able to be kept."

Yawenku

Li Fu'an sighed, and was not willing to speak, but that they were not willing to speak, but that both of them were so tired that they had sporadic actions that turned into very laborious things. After saying this briefly, they immediately took out the water bag on their waists and tried to throw them into Zhao Ziyang's arms, who was closed and resting. The yellow sand outside Xia Song border was the heaviest, which was strange. It was surrounded by green trees within the national gate, and more than ten miles outside the national gate, there was a desert in the sky. In yellow sand, ten thousand taels of gold and silver may not be able to get two mouthfuls of clear water. However, this desert does not occupy a large area and cannot trap others as usual, but the four people who were unable to trap Xia Song for a long time. The clear water in the water bag naturally became precious.

"I just keep it for myself. I am used to being hooked and crossed my back. At this critical moment, I remembered the word "polite" again?" Zhao Ziyang curled his lips, clearly closing his eyes, but he also knew what Li Fu'an was going to do at this moment, so he refused calmly, "I don't understand the words of bringing reinforcements. Should I go back to Nangong Mountain to bring reinforcements, or go to Xia Song to bring reinforcements?"

Li Fuan rarely keeps silent.

If Zhao Ziyang recommends the two roads, Li Fu'an will know that they are not accessible.

If the Lord of Nangongshan wanted to help his disciples, he would have been afraid that he would not have waited until the moment of Yuematan's most critical time. And going to Xia Song to bring rescue soldiers would be even more delusional. Although Dayuan is now in turmoil and has already reached into Xia Song's border, it is not considered completely crossing the various regulations on the covenant. Even if Xia Song's army goes out, there is still nowhere to find the natural four words, not to mention that all the places are now raising their energy. I am afraid that even if the ability of Zhao Ziyang who has been silently gazing in the dark for many years, there is still no power to do.

The Taoist boy was always sitting not far from the two, with no expression on his face, but he heard the words of the two without a word. He often looked up at Yun Zhong, who was still in the tent of the car. He suddenly figured out a lot of things. The Taoist boy had not suffered much in the past ten days. In addition to the shallow tanning of the face, Zhao Ziyang and Li Fu'an both tacitly gave the food to the young Taoist boy. Most of the dry food collected from those tall and tall horsemen in armor were given to the Taoist boy, but they used the falcon birds who received good bows and arrows. If they were hungry and had nothing to eat, they would catch the mounts of the dead Yuan men and cooked the horse meat that still had blood oozing out of the food. They had no choice but to fill their stomachs.

But in the past ten days, the Taoist boy seemed to have figured out many truths.

For example, during the fight between people, it is often different from what the master said. It is actually rare to see dozens of moves. It is probably because Zhao Ziyang and Li Fu'an is very skilled. Most of the time when two horses are in a wrong way, and there are already corpses falling off the horse in between two or three moves. Many men in armor who have never died immediately but are only severely injured are often dragged far by frightened horses. Therefore, the remaining half breath is also dragged without a trace. Therefore, Zhao Ziyang most likely will not go and kill the remaining ones.

The opponent who was half breathing, and if the driver was not good at the same time, it would be easier for people to cut it off first. A few days ago, the Dayuan Iron Cavalry who used a long spear followed a few people and sent six or seven people to resist Zhao Ziyang's guns. The other four people wanted to stop the tent. The long spear in their hands pierced into the traverse of the car, and almost smashed the wooden shaft together. However, Li Fu'an refuted the horse several times in succession, barely avoiding the intrusion of the four people several times. He forced Zhao Ziyang to push the six or seven people with his skillful gun moves, and turned around and picked the four people again.

The Taoist boy once asked during his spare time and knew that Zhao Ziyang was Yun Zhong's senior brother, but Li Fu'an was not a mountain person. After thinking about it, he could not understand how these two three realms were almost dry and their internal energy was fully dried up and their fatigue was revealed. Even though he was mostly learning Taoism in the mountains, he had seen his master's skills in the hands of the Dharma, and he could also guess that the soldiers who could not hold on for a few rounds were not necessarily bad at all. On the contrary, they were more than a little higher than most people in the martial arts world under Feilai Peak, but they still asked these two people to slap their chests or cut off their arms. More than ten iron cavalry could be killed in just a few breaths. This ability really made the Taoist boy feel a little surprised.

Zhao Ziyang, who was lying in the hot yellow sand, suddenly sat up, frowned slightly, took out the fire that Yun Zhong had always hidden in his arms, and hesitated for a moment, plucked some dead grass, and pulled two or three dead trees from the back of the tent. After the fire started, he took out an iron plate from his arms and threw it into the fire. Then, he quickly suppressed the yellow sand, lifted the blood-stained collar of the clothes, and made the gun tip penetrate the iron plate, and forced it to press it to the waist and abdomen.

The smell of burnt flesh made Li Fuan lick his mouth.

At this time, the Taoist boy saw clearly that Zhao Ziyang's muscles were twisted and his waist was covered with iron plate marks, and his marks were covered with iron plate marks. The marks were covered with swords and gunshot wounds. After the hot iron plate was burned, the blood stopped.

Such injuries must be at least dozens of them.

When Zhao Ziyang used the iron plate to iron the blood-seeking wound, his whole body never trembled. He lowered his eyebrows and stared at the iron plate, perhaps because he didn't feel any pain, or because he hadn't drunk water for a long time, there was no sweat flowing on his forehead. He accidentally saw Li Fuan licking his lips vigorously and scolding hoarsely.
Chapter completed!