The turbulence is difficult to resist, and Luoshui is cold.
Its fashion is at the end of spring. The remaining red color fades away, and the greenery begins to bloom. Water plants slowly grow on the banks, only swaying in the shallow areas on both sides of Luoshui. The deeper you go, the faster the water flows, and the water plants have to bend down.
, or even run away.
After several figures and the rolling logs fell into the water, they floated and swayed unsteadily, heading eastward very quickly. The quick-thinking man picked up the rolling logs and drifted with the current. Using the buoyancy, he managed to stick his head out of the river, coughing violently and greedily.
Breathe in the air.
The few troops who passed through the pass safely naturally heard the loud roar behind them, and they couldn't help feeling frightened for a while. However, the danger was finally saved, and the horses' hooves and feet gradually slowed down. Looking sideways, the floating wood in Luoshui turned and floated.
The corpses were spinning, it was really miserable.
When the Luoshui River left the pass, the river stretched out again, quickly expanding from more than ten feet to more than twenty feet. The high waves gradually subsided and the water flow gradually slowed down, as if a violent emotion was quickly smoothed by the broad ground.
Some panicked logs now calmed down and slowly floated towards the river bank.
Suddenly, several heads suddenly emerged from under the two rolled logs. Their beards and hair were glued into strands, and they were breathing heavily. Their legs were hidden in the water, paddling back and forth, tirelessly.
Gradually, the rolling log floated to shallow water, and my feet were able to touch the bottom, and I felt a little more confident. These people who had narrowly escaped death happily walked to the shore with the rolling log in hand. There is a saying in the folk saying, "If you survive a catastrophe, you will surely survive."
"Future will come later." I think that after this battle, everyone will be able to prosper and become prosperous.
Among the survivors, there were two familiar faces, one was Cui Jiu and the other was Chen Gu. Mixed in among the many rolling logs and human heads, they looked inconspicuous.
Cui Jiu is used to attacking and killing, and Chen Gu has been in battle for a long time, and it is not just luck that he can find hope in desperate situations. Both of them are good at water, and their ability to observe situations is better than ordinary people.
Seeing many brothers who were lucky enough to be alive around them, when they saw the river bank, they lost all their wariness and leaned over forgetfully. A chill surged up in their hearts for no reason.
The reeds on the river bank are thick and tall, dancing with the wind. However, it is surprisingly quiet. With so many people gathering around, not a single water bird is startled, which is obviously unnatural. But many people are filled with the joy of survival.
He actually forgot about all these anomalies and rushed forward, trying to stop or stop him, but it was too late.
"Ah...um!"
As half a scream rang out, everyone in the water fell from their ecstasy. However, they saw several black shadows coming from the water. They were as big as a leopard and as fast as a fish. They swam three feet in front of them, and then suddenly jumped up with a cold light.
In an instant, a cloud of blood flew out. Before the victim could finish shouting, he was forced into the water, and in an instant, a cloud of bright red appeared on the surface of the river.
Every time the black shadow under the water kills a person, it presses it into the water. After a moment, it drops its hand and starts looking for the next prey, just like an otter cat playing wantonly.
Seeing this, Cui Jiu reached for his waist, but to his surprise, the pair of barrier knives had already been lost. In desperation, he casually took out six iron feather flying knives, and clenched his palm into a fist, holding the six flying knives between them.
There was something like a hook and claw in the gap between his fists. Cui Jiu felt more confident now. Looking at the water splashes and blood halo, he touched up step by step.
A group of black figures just thought that this person was an ordinary person, so they repeated their old tricks and used water to seal their throats. Unexpectedly, this person was faster. In a flash of lightning, this person's fists were intertwined and they were swung up and down at the same time.
Six neat bloody incisions were made on the black shadow's chest and abdomen.
The salty blood poured out with the intestines in it, splashing all over Cui Jiu's face. But Cui Jiu heard a shocking scream, and followed the disemboweled body, which quickly submerged into the water: it turned out that it was not an otter cat, but an ambushes cat.
Monster in the water!
Chen Gu, who was a few feet away, felt all over his body but could not find an inch of iron. Looking around, he saw that there was a branch that had not been cut down on the rolling log under his arm. He did not hesitate, climbed up
When he reached a branch, he pushed hard and the branch broke immediately. Although the cracks were jagged, they were extremely sharp, so it was suitable for use as a dagger.
At this time, a group of black figures had also come over, and they were about to jump up and attack. However, Chen Gu did not hesitate in the face of danger. He ducked first, then looked at the direction, and used all his strength to stab the branch towards the neck of the black figure.
Down!
"Pfft!" The branch sank half a foot into his neck and got stuck halfway. The black figure only glanced at him in disbelief, then took the branch and fell into the water. Blood overflowed from the mouth, nose and neck, dyeing the water splash brightly.
Red, I can't live without seeing it.
Only then did Chen Gu see clearly that the black shadow that was attacking him was still clutching a shiny silver object in his right hand. He snatched it away, but it was a delicate short-handled crescent shovel. He remembered that he was on the painting boat, fighting against the fierce monk.
The Taoists worked together to kill a Zoroastrian leader, and it seemed that this weapon was used. Looking at the ferocious monks and evil Taoists around them who were being attacked one after another, I couldn't help but feel bitter in my mouth, and felt a sense of dissatisfaction with retribution in my heart.
The blood stains gradually spliced together from scattered clumps, and soon dyed the water red. Floating in the bloody water were not only the bodies of mountain guards, Mo Dao soldiers, evil monks, but also many Zoroastrian ambush soldiers.
After all, both sides of the battle are men who lick blood with their swords. The Zoroastrian ambushes suddenly attacked and naturally took the advantage and succeeded repeatedly. However, as time went by, the group of heroes who reacted became more prepared, and each of them grabbed rocks from the bottom of the water.
Blocks, branches, mud and other objects are used as a backhand strike.
Some of the Zoroastrian ambushers were knocked off their weapons, so they had to drag these rangers, soldiers, monks, and Taoist priests, and started to struggle in the water. Suddenly, the filth flowed up, and the sound of water was endless. Many people were victorious, defeated, life and death, and were also involved in this chaos.
One after another they emerged from the shoal.
Although the fight was fierce, it only lasted for a while and came to an end.
These Zoroastrian ambushes saw that although the survivors who had floated down could not be completely wiped out, but most of them were killed or injured, they retreated as soon as they were ready. Dragging the bodies of their dead companions, they swam towards the other side and quickly evacuated.
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Cui Jiu, Chen Gu and others landed again, looked around at the handful of friends and remnants, and couldn't help but smile bitterly at each other. Even though the grudge was gone, it was too late to regret it: if there were only three troops, they still went in batches
, even if one team is ambushed, the other two teams can still retreat far away... All the bitter consequences are ultimately due to suspicion! Even though the Zoroastrian people are hateful, they are themselves to blame.
The river breeze blew over my temples and cheeks, making my beard wet and sticky. The coolness spread to my head and feet all morning, causing goosebumps all over my body.
The sound of horse hoofbeats came from west to east, from far to near. Looking against the light, it turned out to be Fang Qidou leading the remnants of the horse archers, meandering towards them, following the shadows.
Cui Jiu and Chen Gu looked at the people coming with mixed feelings: It turned out that they were ambushed twice and narrowly escaped death, but they actually used the force of the turbulence to rush to the front of the group of heroes...
In the cabin of the boat, the saintly little man was spinning around anxiously.
Yang Chaoxi's dizziness subsided a little, so she used her elbows for her feet and rolled down from the embroidered couch: "Aunt Xiaomu...what's wrong? She has always been mellow and weird, why is she so stubborn and stubborn today?"
Xiaoman didn't answer, with tears in his eyes, he just shook Liu Xiaomu's body and kept calling "Auntie".
Yang Zhaoxi had no choice but to push up her body and tried to stand up, but the world was spinning again. After taking two steps, she felt her feet were sore and weak. She fell to the wooden floor again with a "gudong" and couldn't get up for a while.
Xiaoman heard the noise, followed the sound, and saw that Yang Zhaoxi climbed off the bed regardless of the fever. He felt angry and anxious: "Young master, what are you doing! You are not in good health yourself... If you call me aunt,
I know, but I don’t know how to worry!”
When Yang Chaoxi heard this reproach, the disgust in his heart disappeared a lot, and he couldn't help but smile: "I have been studying Taoism since I was a child. I have been taught by teachers and friends through words and deeds, but I also know a little bit about the art of Qihuang. Now on this ship
Since there is no doctor, why don't you ask me to examine you, which may solve your urgent problem."
When Xiaoman heard this, he burst into tears and smiled: "Xiaoman was just confused and had no intention of quarreling. Since the young master has some medical skills, he will check it out first. It's just that you have a 'fever'..."
Yang Zhaoxi showed his face and said: "It's nothing serious. I just feel light-headed and light-headed, with chest tightness and nausea. I think it's because of the strong wind on the boat and I'm suffering from dampness and cold. Could you please help me over, little barbarian girl?"
Xiao Man hurriedly moved the lotus step, his cheeks were slightly red, and he picked him up and brought him to Liu Xiaomu's side. Yang Zhaoxi sat down cross-legged, stretched out the three fingers of his right hand, first placed them on Liu Xiaomu's right vein, and savored it carefully
; Cut to the left pulse again, open your eyes slightly, and continue to sense.
After a few breaths, he opened his eyes and said, "Aunt Xiaomu's pulse is strong, but her body is fine. I boldly used some methods to look at her breath, but I saw that my aunt's breath was weak, not even a single breath, and she almost died.
The oil is exhausted. It can be seen that today's fierce battle has almost exhausted her Yin energy."
"I wonder, young master, is there any way to save him?" Xiaoman asked eagerly.
"Yes...it doesn't count. I'm not very good at it. I only heard about a method but never tried it." Yang Chaoxi couldn't help scratching his head and said, "I don't think it will be too risky."
"Today's success or failure of Zoroastrianism depends on the saint. Master Yang, please give it a try!" Xiaoman said solemnly, but he bowed to him with stiff hands and feet.
Yang Chaoxi was still a little hesitant, but it was obvious that what Xiaoman said was true, so she gradually became firmer in her heart. Now that Liu Xiaomu has passed out and died, the situation could not be worse. Even if his method is wrong, it is just a labor of love.
It's all in vain. There are Dharma protectors and missionaries working hard to take care of all external matters, so they won't just sit back and wait for death.
After pondering for a while, he said: "Miss Xiaoman, please get a bowl of water and help Aunt Xiaomu sit up."
Xiaoman took the water as instructed and put it in front of Yang Chaoxi. He then helped Liu Xiaomu up and stabilized his shoulders, but the worry in his eyes had faded a bit.
Yang Zhaoxi looked solemn. He first endured dizziness and moved Zhou Tian. The innate and acquired qi in his body surged in turbulence and went back and forth endlessly. Gradually, they came out of the pores and floated on the body surface. Then, under the guidance of his thoughts, they gathered in his palms.
.When a faint white light appeared on both palms, Yang Zhaoxi took out his sword fingers together, like lightning, touched a little in the clear water, and then injected these two qi from Liu Xiaomu's Baihui point.
Liu Xiaomu snorted softly, and then there was no movement again. The two qi were like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace, and not even a single splash was made by the waves.
Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but break out a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead. He guessed that such a reaction was due to too little breath. So he continued to draw more Qi in the same way, condensed more Qi into Liu Xiaomu's body... I don't know how busy he was.
After a long time, most of the water in the bowl was consumed, and Yang Zhaoxi was sweating profusely. The water vapor on his body was steaming, which made Xiaoman dumbfounded.
Finally, Liu Xiaomu reacted, his chest heaved and his throat rolled several times, but he let out a "wow" and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Liu Xiaomu opened her eyes and wiped away the blood stains on the corner of her mouth. Suddenly she turned around, raised her eyebrows, and slapped Yang Chaoxi on the chest with her palm: "Ignorant boy, you are so daring!"
Yang Chaoxi felt her body light up and her legs were already off the ground. Immediately, with a "bang", she sat down on the embroidered couch.
The embroidered couch was overwhelmed by the weight and was immediately knocked down.