No one can look at a place like Line of Sky without feeling dizzy.
The cliffs on both sides are tens of feet high, as straight as a knife, and are a full three hundred meters long, making the path in the middle even more narrow.
When it comes to marching troops and fighting in such a desperate situation, one man can guard the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it. If he is ambushed, he will die without any chance of life.
Ding Shaoan didn't want Jiang Fan to really choose this road, which made him very upset. He said more than once that he would rather go over the mountains than go through this place. Unfortunately, his opinion was not even a suggestion. Jiang Fan just looked at it with interest.
After a while, he ordered Nangong Xin to drive the carriage and go straight in.
Once inside, it becomes even more depressing. The path is only two feet wide, and when you look up, you can only see a sliver of skylight. The cliffs on both sides seem to be squeezing in, making people extremely uncomfortable.
Under this situation, everyone was eager to pass quickly, but halfway through, Jiang Fan stopped the carriage, helped Bai Xiaocui and walked down. He looked in front and behind, and said calmly: "Now that we are all here, we can see
Come on."
Ding Shaoan's head sank, his short sword suddenly unsheathed, and he carefully observed before and after.
Not long after, a sigh came from the front: "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in. Jiang Fan, you are conceited and smart, why did you take such a dead end?"
There was a creaking sound, and a group of figures slowly walked forward. At the front was a large chair, which was carried by two incredibly strong men. There was an absurdly fat man on top, with two steel in his hands.
The ball rotates and the sound comes from this.
Behind him followed a dozen people. One was a fat young man in brocade clothes, and the others were all warriors in black clothes.
Ding Shaoan subconsciously tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. The fat guy in front of him put tremendous pressure on him. If he read correctly, this person should be at the Grand Master level. Even those behind him were at least martial arts masters.
"Old Turtle Chen?"
Jiang Fan looked at the man in front of him and said.
The man was somewhat surprised: "I've never met you, how do you know it's me?"
Jiang Fan curled his lips: "I was called by the wrong name, but I was called by the wrong nickname. You don't even have a shrinking look on your neck. Is there anyone else?"
Chen Laobie was startled for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's really interesting to be revered as a saint of Northern Ci at such a young age."
"We finally meet." Jiang Fan cupped his hands in a perfunctory manner.
"Yes, we finally meet. Hello Mr. Jiang.
Isn’t it surprising?”
Jiang Fan said: "What a surprise, you old boy are here just waiting for me. Tell me, why do you have to kill us two?"
"Alas! I don't want to do that either. I'm just following orders. I'm going to hell. Please forgive me."
Jiang Fan looked at him: "You are quite polite as a water bandit leader. Whose order is this? For what reason? Can you inform me?"
Chen Laojun shook his head: "I don't know, how can I help you solve your doubts?"
Jiang Fan sighed: "What a waste of effort. I thought you knew something. It seems like it's just a gun. It's a pity..." Biquku
Chen Laobie asked with great interest: "What's the pity?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "It's a pity that you, an old turtle who has left the water, can still make waves."
Chen Laozuo's expression changed slightly: "Young Master Jiang seems to have the pearl of wisdom in his hands. Could it be that..."
Jiang Fan said impatiently: "We will talk about this later. Let me figure out my own affairs first."
He suddenly said loudly: "No one knows the whole story? Hey! Come out, let's have a chat. You have to be an understanding person even if you die, right?"
Chen Laojun smiled: "You also know that the retreat has been cut off by me? Yes, my adopted daughter has blocked the entrance, and the young master can hardly fly."
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "You can even think of it with your heels. I'm not talking about you."
Chen Laobie was stunned: "Not us?"
Jiang Fan said impatiently: "Don't hide it, I will give you a chance to hook up horizontally. You are not so stupid that you haven't connected yet, are you? Hurry up and hurry up."
Chen Laobie's fat body trembled slightly, as if he understood something, and for the first time his eyes were clear: "Master Jiang, everything in Paradise City..."
Jiang Fan smiled strangely: "Of course it is my arrangement, young master. Do you still think that you are really testing me? The person who arranged the plan is also in the game. Okay, that's it. I'll think about it later if I don't think about it."
"Jie Jie, you young man is really arrogant. You think you are strategizing when you are about to die."
Two figures drifted down from the cliff. One of them was wearing a loose white robe and had a pale and strange eyebrowless face. He was the young man who escaped on the platform that day. The other old man was described as haggard as a mummy.
"Nan Chu Stranger"
!" Ding Shaoan's head sank. He had faced off against this man before. Although he had not actually fought, he knew that the opponent was very scary. But the pressure on him from the mummy-shaped old man was several times that of the eyebrowless boy.
"Do you two know?" Jiang Fan asked curiously, as if he had no fear.
The young man smiled strangely: "If you are about to die, what's the use of knowing it? I'll tell you slowly after I turn you into a puppet."
Jiang Fan was very disgusted: "I don't know. Where are the others? Don't wait for me to invite them one by one. Come out."
However, the next thing that floated down surprised Nangong Xin. It was actually his guard with a sword on his back.
"Sect Master Wang? How could you..."
The man was silent. Jiang Fan looked at Nangong Xin: "Idiot, do you think he is really yours?" Biquku
Nangong Xin was panicked: "What does this mean?"
Jiang Fan said calmly: "Go back and ask your brother or your mother."
Nangong Xin was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale and his lips trembled: "This... this is absolutely impossible..."
The man carrying the sword just cupped his hand and said, "Young Master, I'm sorry."
Nangong Xin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly howled hysterically: "Impossible! They actually want to kill me? Why? Why!"
Jiang Fan frowned: "Stop arguing, we'll talk about your nonsense later."
While he was talking, more than twenty people slowly descended from the cliff, and all the front and retreat routes had been blocked.
A masked man wearing scarlet armor and holding a spear laughed wildly and said: "In the face of absolute force, everyone is a chicken and a dog. Hand over that woman."
Jiang Fan didn't say anything, but Wei Xiaohong dismounted with a frosty expression on her face: "General Huo! I didn't expect that my second brother couldn't hold it back after all. Do you know how big of a deal this is? Have you ever reported it to my father?"
The red-armored war general snorted and said: "Everything is my own decision. If the king pursues it, I will bear the responsibility. Your Highness, please step away. Since you have not done it, it is your duty to merit the merits of the two young masters."
.Also, this matter was not arranged by the Second Young Master. He was too kind-hearted and his subordinates had no choice but to push him."
Wei Xiaohong raised her eyebrows: "Making your own decision? You are so bold!"
Chapter completed!