Lightning

Author: Huang Huoqing

Lightning

Everyone's emotions fall in the empty space.

Time moves slowly at this moment, illuminating everyone's reaction.

He was running wildly, and he was setting a distance.

If you bite blood, you will be stunned.

Gao Wenyan was ashamed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Lu Yun's eyes were bloodshot and his body was about to chase him.

Yan Yulin has green veins and is about to throw them with a knife.

But they can't do anything.

At the critical moment, Shi Yuanwei knew very well that he could only save the situation!

The Divine Walking Dian runs with all its strength and swallows up all the Fengxing spiritual energy in the Dantian.

The clear and turbid changes, and the elemental magnetism is reversed.

Among the ten freeze figures, Shi Yuanwei stood out with a light click, just like a swimming fish jumping out of the water from the River of Time.

This is called lightning and fire.

The wind roared.

Chewing the bones and glimpsed the chaser with his own light.

After he went north to Liangzhou, he heard about the title of Chishou Ti cavalry Shi Yuanwei - his speed is extremely fast but his strength is mediocre.

This is only forty steps away from the cliff.

[With iron accents, I will never die if I fall by hundreds of meters.]

Chewing bones thought.

[The dense forests at the foot of Qifeng Mountain are like a sea. Even if the Grandmaster of Change Yuan Magnetic Comes over, finding people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.]

[I just need to take a sword to escape...]

Looking for a way out of his desperate situation, great joy surged in his heart.

Just now, everyone heard the thunder.

Shi Yuanwei transformed into wind and sprinted, and his speed reached its limit.

But the wind is faster than thunder.

From behind, a bright yellow figure flew into the air and approached at high speed.

Shi Yuanwei recognized that face and that sand knife.

At this moment, he forgot the reason for leaving and tried his best to speed up.

But things are not going well.

Parallelism was only a moment, and Hong Fan had already surpassed him.

Chewing bones also heard the approaching thunder, but there was no time to look back.

The last picture he saw was the bright yellow long blade invading the light blue field of view from the right.

Then, cut the head.

The sand knife collapsed.

The head flew up from the ground, and the blood fountain followed closely, like a bright streamer.

With the stable slowdown of the sand flow under his feet, Hong Fan stood steadily.

He looked back and saw the headless corpse chewing bones rolling forward and rolling to the edge of the cliff more than ten meters away, holding the two hundred taels of silver notes in his hand.

Shi Yuanwei stood with his sword in his hand, looking at his head that was bounced upside down, with an unconcealed frustration on his face.

The cavalry remembered the yellow beam that had just crossed five feet, and were surprised, but breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, Jie Xue also came to his senses and shook his head suddenly.

"When I believe you at this time, how could I be so naive?"

He said, chewing his bones sideways, and when he saw the remaining confused expression, he couldn't help laughing.

"Forget it."

He bit blood and glanced at Hong Fan, tore off his sleeves, and tied the wound on his waist tightly after a few strokes.

"Even if I die, I won't go to Zhenbeiwei!"

He turned his fingers into claws and made a point of fighting to the end.

No one talks nonsense this time.

Except for Shi Yuanwei and Hong Fan, the remaining seven cavalrymen came up together and easily beat him to the point of shaking and blood.

When he was dying, he bit his blood and took his last breath and asked, "Hong Fan, please answer me, what kind of cultivation are you?"

"The three meridians are all in the world."

Hong Fan replied.

"I'm still lying!"

He bit the blood and cursed angrily, his clothes soaked in blood, and his eyes widened to death.

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At noon the next day, outside the county town of Music.

The bandit suppression team that won a great victory was listed as a long dragon on the official road.

Dozens of large trucks were dragged to the end, filled with the capture of Woya Village.

Hong Fan and others were wearing big red cloud-patterned silk suits, and ten people were riding horses on one side.

Before lunch was yet, the city tower was already in sight.

In front of the city gate, Magistrate Mo stopped his troops to reorganize, and then came over to ask the cavalry to lead the team.

Everyone would not swear his good intentions.

Under the guidance of a special person, the tiqi cavalry rode the horse and crossed the city gate bridge.

The door opening is deep, isolating the heat and bringing coolness.

In a quiet state, Hong Fan, who was walking in the front, rode his horse out.

The skylight poured down, and the eyes were white.

When he instinctively reached out to cover his eyes, he heard a "come".

Then, the fluffy noise came up, as if a fire was ignited in the left and right ear canals.

"The front is the Master Tiqi who suppressed the bandits!"

"Why are you so handsome?"

"Have you ever married a wife..."

After all the words, there are joyful and unbridled gongs, drums, trumpets and suona.

Hong Fan and Wei Mo talked about the music.

This is a small county town with a population of only 30,000.

But at this moment, the long street connecting the city gate was crowded, as if the whole city was coming.

Amid the gongs and drums, the tik cavalrymen went out of the city gate one after another.

They tried hard to soothe the frightened horse, and smiled uncontrollably on their faces.

The guard of Yuezhang County had been waiting by the road for a long time.

After parading, the cavalry and the Magistrate Mo were all introduced to the county garrison for a banquet.

The lunch dishes are not as good as restaurants in Xijing.

But compared to the military camp food for many days, it is already a delicacy.

At the beginning of the day, the banquet ended and the cup and plate were in chaos.

Hong Fan and others had a good meal and were each given a 200-cent ritual. They led the horse that had not eaten enough and prepared to return.

When you come out, it is the time when the heat is fumigated.

Hong Fan was about to get on his horse when he heard the sound of rocks hitting bones.

He turned his head and saw that the head of the bone-chewing and blood-biting person was hung on a high pole outside the yamen and was beaten to the point of being shaken by stones.
To be continued...