Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 225 Just caught a few demons, and a few more demons

"Qin Ling is back!"

Li Yan stretched out his hand, and the eagle flew down and landed on his arm, chirping.

Li Yan didn't understand it either, but he nodded from time to time when he saw that it showed a strong desire.

Yang Zaiwei was shocked when he saw it: "You trained this eagle?"

Li Yandao: "Yeah, it's very spiritual, I'm very good at it!"

Ying'er stopped suddenly, tilted his head, and stayed on his arm for a while before jumping up and down again.

Yang Zaiwei had to admit: "It's really spiritual, and I know how to be grateful!"

He looked at the Lion Cong under Li Yan's crotch again, and finally couldn't restrain his curiosity: "You are young, you can have this kind of martial arts, you can also detect crimes, and you can tame animals. Who did you learn from?"

Li Yan smiled: "I have many talents."

Yang Zaiwei curled his lips: "Tch, it seems so amazing!"

Li Yan touched Ying'er, and his eyes became serious: "It will take some time for Qinling's army to reach the king's city, but the return of the elite dark guards may be a big trouble!"

Yang Zaiwei sneered and said: "Don't care about life and death for the other Sanru, just hold back the one who went to Sun Boru, wait for the armored soldiers to be in place, kill all the Yaren, rescue those abducted women and children, and see who the elite guards will help next! Born as a house slave, a bunch of barbarians, with no background, still want to learn from inner guards?"

Li Yan glanced at him, nodded and said, "That's true, let's go!"

The two rode their horses and rushed towards Wangcheng.

Lion Cong spread his hooves and ran freely. The horse under Yang Zaiwei's crotch was also the Maxima provided by Sun Boru, which was not too inferior.

After returning to Weiru at the fastest speed, the two joined Zhudan directly and came to Mo Nong Ruben.

At this time, Sun Boru Ruben was no longer a skinny old woman hiding in the tent, but put on a war robe, and rode vigorously on the horse, with a well-groomed army behind her.

Seeing Li Yan and Yang Zaiwei approaching on horseback, Ru Ben, under the escort of the female general, took the initiative to pat on his horse and greet him: "Envoy Li, I'm here at my appointment!"

Li Yan cupped his hands: "Thank you Mo Nong Ruben for your help!"

Ru Ben shook his head slightly: "This time, I was supposed to rescue my daughter Sun Bo, how can we help each other? This time I brought six thousand guards, a total of five thousand soldiers, waiting for envoy Li to dispatch!"

Li Yandao: "There is no need to dispatch, Guiru's soldiers will be under the command of their respective chiefs of thousands of households, just wait for our signal!"

After Zhudan translated, the heads of households behind Ru himself were obviously relieved, and they all nodded, and Ru Ben also smiled: "Emissary Li is really different!"

Li Yan reminded: "Qinling's army has reached the border, Ruben must beware of hidden guards attacking."

Ru Ben said sternly: "Envoy Li, don't worry about this. I live in that dark tent, and my defense is assassination. I will be able to resist it for a while."

Li Yan looked at the bows and crossbows around her, nodded and said: "That's good, when the eagle flies around three times, and then flies to the king's city, please lead the army to enter, don't hesitate!"

After the two parties agreed, Yang Zaiwei came over and said, "What do you want?"

Li Yandao: "Guri Qianhu and Sanan Qianhu are all loyal to the Gar family. Even Zanpu's order, they will not obey at all, just take it down!"

Yang Zaiwei smiled: "Are you planning to assassinate too?"

Li Yan shook his head: "I am on the side of Emperor Qing, what do you call assassination?"

Yang Zaiwei's smile disappeared.

But he thought for a while, and said: "Li Yuanfang, if you want to keep Yang Zaisi safe, I will get rid of one of them for you, and then kill all the gangsters inside, how about it?"

Li Yan nodded without hesitation: "Yes, we will not owe each other!"

Yang Zaiwei raised his eyebrows: "It's refreshing enough. When I was seriously injured a few days ago, you kept staring at me. Are you not afraid that I will run away now?"

Li Yan glanced at him: "How about we make a bet?"

Yang Zaiwei wondered, "What are you betting on?"

Li Yan smiled and said: "The two thousand heads of households are under the protection of Tuantuan. It depends on who wins faster? Whoever wins will promise the other party something that does not violate morality and is within his power!"

Yang Zaiwei cheered up: "Compare this with me, you will lose!"

Watching his back as he hurriedly patted his horse away, Li Yan shook his head and laughed: "Is there a fight for this little time, good horse, hurry up!"

Lion Cong rushed out like lightning, and Li Yan began to think about the fighting skills of Weishijin in his mind.

His secret volume of consciousness-only strength was obtained from the secret compartment of the Buddha bone relic pedestal in Famen Temple.

The secret scroll details how to unlock the first five senses and the way to comprehend the sixth sense at the death pass, but there are no moves.

This is actually a bit like Baishengjin, as long as the state is well practiced, every move is a big move, and there is no need to divide the force of capture and horizontal force like angles and strengths, the bow string is full of strength.

But after seeing Yang Zaiwei's killing skills, Li Yan had to admit that the opponent's Yu Weishi's skills must go deeper.

It not only improves the combat effectiveness, but also makes the five senses easier to comprehend, and the internal and external intercommunicate and complement each other.

Soon, the Qianhu camp arrived.

This is a heavily guarded camp with trenches dug around it and numerous patrols.

The sound of the drill inside resounded everywhere, and ordinary people dare not approach it with such bravery.

Li Yan didn't get close. He looked at the commanding heights around the camp and patted the eagle lying on his shoulder touching the fish: "Go, show me the location of the secret post."

The eagle flapped its wings and flew into the sky, began to work, and circled after a while.

Li Yan stretched out his hand to touch Hu Lu on his waist, an arrow was resting on the bowstring, his eyes were shining, and there seemed to be a faint layer of radiance flowing.

The consciousness-only power in the body is running, but this time it is no longer a passive assistance, but has become the protagonist, completely based on this power.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow shot out like lightning, hitting the sentinel hiding in the dark.

The dark whistle fell in response, killing him with one blow.

Obviously there was time for a bet, Li Yan was not in a hurry, pondered for a moment, and looked at the second position Yinger pointed out.

His shooting speed became faster and faster, and his style became more and more fierce when his eyes and ears were fully activated.

The previous style of painting was tempered by external pressure, silently enduring the storm.

At this moment, Master Sanzang tore off the cassock and strode up.

Just captured a few demons, and captured a few more demons, why are there so many demons and ghosts!

He opened his bow like the wind, moved in the mountains, fired arrows in succession, and wiped out all the secret whistles on the periphery.

"strong enough!"

The corner of Li Yan's mouth raised an arc.

There is no doubt that this style of luck is more suitable for him.

At the same time, one thing is confirmed, although it is extremely difficult to get started, it requires extremely high talent and external pressure to hone, but once it is cultivated, it is extremely inclusive.

Obviously, Master Xuanzang hopes that future generations can build on his foundation and carry forward these methods.

"As the master wishes!"

The strength in Li Yan's body was running more and more smoothly. After all the secret whistles were eliminated, he scanned around the camp to find the weak point, and put the arrow on the bowstring.

The screams sounded, and the camp was alarmed.

Li Yan began to wait patiently.

Faced with this kind of attack, Gu Ri, the head of thousands of households in this camp, had two choices.

One is to strengthen vigilance and not retreat.

another one...

Then I saw a burly man in strong and sharp clothes, and under the protection of his personal guards holding shields, he rushed out and shouted: "Where is the thief, dare to come to my camp to create chaos?"

Li Yan listened attentively, eliminated the sound of breathing, and finally locked on Gu Ri Qianhu's heavy breathing, and recorded the unique breathing rhythm.

At the gate of the camp, seeing no one responding, they whispered from left to right: "Qianhu, the thieves are terrified, let's go back, there have been many things these days, and it will be fine when General Qinling comes back."

Gu Riqianhu turned his head to look at the corpse on the ground, furiously said, "Don't be cowardly, dare to kill my soldiers, which one of you has the best archery skills? Go to Dongcheng, kill a few guards, and avenge my soldiers! "

Everyone was excited when they heard it, and they all shouted: "Good! Good!"

Apparently, the soldiers in this thousand-household battalion had no respect for Zanpu at all, and they dared to attack the palace in a fit of anger, which was really unscrupulous.

But a more unscrupulous scene came, almost as soon as Guri Qianhu finished speaking, three arrows pierced through the air and shot into the camp from the other side, hitting the throats of three other soldiers.

The two fell into the dust and were killed with one blow. They didn't even make a sound. One of them held the arrow in his throat and tried to pull it out, but he could only make a painful sound of gurgling and died in the end.

All the people around surrounded him, their eyes were tearing apart, and Gu Riqianhu's expression changed dramatically, but he calmed down, and under the cover of his shield, he walked towards the barracks: "It seems that Zanpu is about to launch a mutiny. Be careful of the East City Imperial Guards, don't act rashly now, and wait for General Qinling to come back."

The left and right guards repeatedly echoed: "Qianhu is wise, once the general returns, Zanpu will never dare to do anything wrong again."

Everyone entered the camp, the inside was not as cramped as Sun Boru's, but around the seats in the center, there were also a lot of belongings piled up.

This is the most intuitive symbol of status, and it is also the custom of many tribes. They like to display wealth, guard it in public, and reward it in public.

Guri Qianhu walked over at this time and grabbed a handful of golden beans: "You should patrol well and be vigilant..."

Just halfway through speaking, a blade tip suddenly flew from outside, accurately passed through the pile of property, and flashed with lightning speed.

Guri Qianhu's body froze, watching helplessly as the tip of the knife sank into his throat, and he twitched without hesitation.

A cold light flashed by, and the head flew up. When the guards and soldiers rushed forward frantically, there was only the corpse of Guri Qianhu, who was unable to fall down, and a handsome figure walking away.

Li Yan's figure flashed sharply, he sprinted all the way, rushed out of the camp along the route he had planned, turned on his horse, and patted his horse away without looking back.

With one hit, you can travel thousands of miles away!

……

After half an hour.

Yang Zaiwei rode his horse and galloped wildly, with a bloody head hanging by the saddle.

He focused his eyes, and saw Li Yan's figure approaching quickly from afar.

Yang Zaiwei was in a hurry, so he hastened to flatter his horse, and must rush to the parting place first.

But at this moment, the eagle flew across the air, holding a bloody package in its mouth, and dropped it with a snap.

Yang Zaiwei stared at Guri Qianhu's dead head, rolled a few times on the ground, stopped his horse and sighed:

"Li Yuanfang, I really have you, I am convinced!"

(End of this chapter)