Chapter 169: Rolling Smoke

It is very interesting to sit on a corner of the street and quietly observe the people passing by.

You can see some people walking in a hurry, just to survive for a day; you can see some people walking in vain, as if they were drunk last night; you can also see some people aimlessly, they don’t know where the road ahead is, and what is the return date.<

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But at this moment, Lin Xiao, who was sitting under the pergola, sipping herbal tea, looked at the lively market in front of him, but he was looking for people and enemies.

Of course, the enemy is not easy to find.

Lin Xiao frowned slightly at the slight pain in his left shoulder, but compared to this, his heart ached even more.

It's not because he received a sword, but because the shadow silk armor that has been with him for many years and blocked many swords is broken.

After sighing for a while, I could only lament that I was going a little too far to allow a so-called "magic weapon" from the Qi Refining stage to resist the sword energy of a Foundation Establishment monk.

But having said that, without the Shadow Silk Armor, Lin Xiao doesn't think he would be able to sit in the Jie Qiu Pavilion and fight swords with Sikong Nin.

And facts have also proven that the more you rely on something, the more likely it will leave you at some point in your destiny.

The only good thing is that the price of understanding this truth is not high. It is just an extra scar on the body instead of losing a life. This is what Lin Xiao thinks.

I took another sip of the tea soup, which was slightly bitter but sweet aftertaste.

Before I could put it down, I saw a young man running towards the table across from the pedestrians and camel caravan across the market.

"Senior brother..." Zhuo Qinghe had a dusty look on his face, and before he had time to wipe away his sweat, he bowed and spoke.

"No rush, sit down and talk." Lin Xiao raised his hand, turned over a tea bowl on the table, filled it up, and pushed it over.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Zhuo Qinghe agreed, wiped the oil and sweat, and as soon as he sat down, he took the tea bowl and drank it all.

"Another bowl?" Lin Xiaoyan asked, carrying the teapot and wanting to pour it again, but Zhuo Qinghe reached out and took it directly.

"No need to bother senior brother, I can do it myself." Zhuo Qinghe said.

Lin Xiao smiled but said nothing.

It wasn't until he downed four bowls of herbal tea that his face finally regained some color.

Looking up at the smiling Lin Xiao opposite him, Zhuo Qinghe couldn't help but blush. He was about to pour a cup for Lin Xiao, but found that there was only a base of tea soup left in the pot, and he might not even be able to make a bowl.

, so his face instantly turned redder.

Lin Xiao didn't care, and just said: "How is it? Did you find it?"

When Zhuo Qinghe was asked about the business, he shook his head slightly and said with a troubled expression: "Reporting to Senior Brother, I have searched all four streets in the town, but I really can't find a usable carriage."
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Lin Xiao nodded slightly, as if he had known this answer.

Since the attack yesterday, the four of them stayed overnight at Yuntaiguan, discussing how to walk next, and at the same time giving Lin Xiao some time to heal.

Early the next morning, we rushed to Xiaguan Town without stopping.

According to Lin Xiao's original thinking, since he knew someone was robbing someone on the way, he decided not to use this sandalwood carriage with brass parts. Otherwise, it would be no different from lighting a fire in the dark night. Is the target not obvious enough?

But obviously, it is impossible to find any carriage in this town, which can be seen from south to north if no one is around.

In fact, this is not so strange.

Three or four miles north of Xiaguan Town is the southern entrance of Fengxia, which is more than 20 miles long.

Generally, merchants heading to Guannai Road will replenish their supplies and water here, and then cross Fengxia in one go, only to wait for Yuping Pass before taking a rest.

After all, no one wants to spend the night in the maze-like Guofeng Gorge, which is full of rift valleys.

Therefore, there is no decent resting place in this town, let alone a market where you can find horse-drawn carriages.

Seeing that Lin Xiao seemed to be thinking and not saying anything, Zhuo Qinghe pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Brother, why don't you let the lady ride a horse? I can't find the carriage, but I can find a horse casually. It shouldn't be a big problem.

..."

Lin Xiao was startled when he heard this, then smiled and said: "It's a good idea. Do you want to go and discuss it with that person?"

"Uh..." Zhuo Qinghe was speechless, and quietly glanced at the plain white figure sitting at the table in the teahouse, and lowered his head.

It seems impossible to ask the noble lady of the Duke's Palace to ride the remaining several hundred miles...

Zhuo Qinghe immediately put an end to this idea.

Just listen to Lin Xiao sigh. "Forget it, let's get to Yuping Pass first. Go get the carriage and let's set off."

"Okay." Zhuo Qinghe agreed and walked around the backyard.

As Lin Xiao spoke, he glanced into the teahouse and nodded. The master and servant left the table, got up and walked outside.

"Dr. Tea, let's settle the score." Lin Xiao raised his voice.

"Please wait a moment, sir. You will be here soon."

A man inside quickly agreed, and a waiter rushed over to calculate the expenses of the two tables.

While he was talking, Zhuo Qinghe had already driven his carriage and stopped in front of the teahouse together with the well-fed "Carrot".

The car door opened, and the dumb nun helped the girl get into the car first.

"The guest has been waiting for a long time, a pot of herbal tea, a pot of stone green, two plates of dried fruit preserves, a total of..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiao felt a tremor in his mind, and his hand was like lightning, pulling the waiter and throwing him aside.

"Be careful!"

"Hiss—!"

The pergola above the head cracked in response, and two cold lights went up and down.

With a "click", the wooden table fell into pieces, and at the moment when steel pieces shot into the sky, blood fell like rain, falling on Zhuo Qinghe's subconsciously raised face, dots of scarlet!

At the same time, on the roof across the long street, there was a roar of crossbows. Dozens of crossbow arrows flashed with little bits of true energy, and they were fired while looking at the front room of the carriage!

"Let's go! Carrot follow the carriage, let's go!"

Lin Xiao shouted loudly, kicked the pedals of the carriage and flew up. The Qingqiu Sword was unsheathed with a flick of his hand, and four or five sword energy clanked across the long street!

When the strong wind rose, the crossbow arrows were shattered. Zhuo Qinghe jerked his reins, and the two war horses neighed like flying arrows from their strings and ran wildly along the main road. "Carrot" had no longer any signs of laziness at this time.

, followed the carriage closely and rushed out.

From the corner of his eye, Lin Xiao vaguely saw more than a dozen crossbow arrows that could not be intercepted driven into the sandalwood car body and pierced the car window, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Whether you live or die, it depends on your luck..."

With a thought in his mind, Lin Xiao, who was flying in the air, pulled the flag of the tea house and flew down to the roof. Without stopping, he looked at the direction of the carriage and hurried along the long street.

Underfoot, khaki-colored houses swept backwards. Turning around, I saw three or four men in gray clothes flying up and down on the rooftops on the other side of the street, holding on to the carriage from a distance, without stopping for a moment.

A huge roar rolled forward along the long street, and among the vaguely discernible roar of Zhuo Qinghe, passers-by on the street retreated to both sides like a tide.

Just when Lin Xiao was getting anxious and wondering where he was going to drive the carriage, the high-speed carriage suddenly drew an arc trajectory at the intersection in the center of the town, turned north, continued to accelerate, and moved forward.

, at the end of the long street is the north gate of Xiaguan Town!

Lin Xiao frowned, exerted force on his feet, turned around, looked at the North Gate Tower in the distance, and rushed away.

On the other side, the three or four men in gray suddenly disappeared, replaced by six or seven war horses that rushed out from nowhere, and followed closely behind the carriage, together with the crouching figures on the horses.<

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The biting wind tore Lin Xiao's long hair, and in the distance, the shouts one after another on the North Street reminded him that the situation on the Zhuo Qinghe side seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.

Heartbroken, "Harmony of Light and Dust" and "Weaving Dust" were activated at the same time, and Lin Xiao, who was originally flying in the air, turned into a line of black light, rising and falling at high speed on a rolling roof, looking towards the north gate, diagonally

Killed him obliquely.

At this time, Zhuo Qinghe, who was standing in the front room of the carriage with a few crossbow arrows stuck on his shoulders and back, had forgotten the pain in his body. He was waving his arms repeatedly and only had one word in his mouth.

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

Turning his head and looking back, he saw six or seven figures crouching on the back of the horse, getting closer and closer, as if he could vaguely see the murderous intent in their eyes.

"Drive——!"

Zhuo Qinghe became anxious and waved the reins fiercely, causing the entire carriage to run wildly. For a moment, the passers-by, merchants, and merchants turned their backs on their horses, shouting and cursing could not be heard, and the goods were spread all over the long street.

"Hurry, hurry, faster!"

Zhuo Qinghe roared wildly, blood bursting from the corners of his mouth. Ahead, the defenders downstairs at the north gate were already vaguely visible, but the horses had already chased him three to five feet away.

There was a low "buzz", and Zhuo Qinghe lowered his head subconsciously, and saw several crossbow arrows flying past the carriage. Although they did not hit him, two of them were still nailed to the horse pulling the cart!
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I was suddenly shocked, "It's over!"

The sound of crossbows sounded again, and Zhuo Qinghe's face lost any color.

At this moment, a figure that couldn't be faster suddenly jumped up from the roof of the street and flew over!

In an instant, Zhuo Qinghe felt a darkness above his head, and saw the man in his clothes wearing a long sword like a chain. The cold light swept away, and the sword energy fell from the sky with the sound of breaking through the air!
To be continued...