Chapter 89 Dense forest tracking, fighting wits and courage (monthly ticket [-] plus more)

"Sure enough, the Changhe Gang has completely mixed up with the barbarians."

Chen Ping shook his head secretly.

Xingqing Mansion is literally riddled with holes.

It is extremely infiltrated by the enemy.

From top to bottom, it rotted into a pot of porridge.

I don't know, if King Jinghai comes back, will he be very headache when he sees this mess.

However, there is probably no need to worry too much about this issue.

Since the other party is stirring up wind and rain in the rear, he must have a plan to deal with King Jinghai's return.

Whether that prince can come back is still a matter for two to discuss.

Although the situation is a bit dangerous, for Chen Ping, the best news is that the barbarian masters have not caught up yet.

The reason, may be very ridiculous details.

Northerners are not good at riding boats, and those masters may not be used to getting into the water...

Even if you stay on a boat, you will feel uncomfortable and get seasick.

Therefore, most of the big-ticket masters are chasing them on horseback on the avenue.

Even if it's a detour, I don't take a boat.

Therefore, Chen Ping only saw one or two Hu people with different appearances sitting on the opposite boat.

It may exist as a supervisor, or it may exist as an eyeliner.

But right now, that's where the life comes from.

"The boat can't be kept. Will this person be killed or kept?"

Chen Ping watched the big boat approaching slowly, and some people had already started shouting, and some people started shooting arrows, but they still looked at the shivering little scholar squatting on the boat unhurriedly.

This man was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he looked a bit shabby in his white washed coarse clothes.

Seeing Chen Ping killing several people in a row, he was so frightened that his feet went limp, his face was terrified, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Brother Seven can make his own decision."

Hualian'er seemed to let go of it completely.

Chen Ping glanced blankly.

said angrily.

Then, Chen Ping understood what she meant.

Standing not far from the little scholar, Hualian'er didn't feel the slightest danger.

This person is obviously a normal passenger who was coerced by the coercion to dare not speak out.

Not members of the Changhe Gang.

Ordinarily, when killing is red-eyed, it's okay to kill him casually, and the other party is not particularly innocent.

But Hualian'er knew that although this Seventh Brother was fierce and merciless in his attacks, his subordinates never got innocent blood...

In the past, even if he was in adversity and he was so hungry that he would die, he would pick up the poor little beggar and try his best to save him.

Therefore, whether to kill or not is a joke, to test oneself.

I am not some kind of noble and vicious young lady who is ignorant of the sufferings of the people and treats the common people like nothing.

Hualian'er thought so.

Looking at the sky above the river, the sudden dense rain of rockets and arrows made his complexion somewhat pale.

"Xiaoyue, the mob, no matter how many people there are, can't accomplish great things.

Let me also let you see, what kind of power does the Seven Star Step, combined with the Sun Arrow, have? "

Looking at Hualian'er's bleak face, Chen Ping was a little proud.

If you can't even deal with the rotten fish and shrimp in front of you.

The road is rough and the waves are rough, how can I have the confidence to go to Feiyundu?

The mountains are long and the rivers are far away, chasing soldiers everywhere.

If he doesn't kill the enemy, he will be terrified, and the ugliness will be at a loss, no matter how strong he is, how many levels will he pass?

While talking, Chen Ping didn't care about the ripples in the water approaching the boat, and didn't pay attention to whether someone would really start to dig through the bottom of the boat.

Instead, he held up the big bow, like embracing the full moon.

The bow is in hand and the arrow is strung.

Chen Ping's dantian qi sea changes with his heart, and has long since become the inner qi of the Great Sun Yanyang Gong, his body is like a fire, and a layer of red light appears on the face of Qingyi Junlang.

His right hand is like a phantom.

Stretch out your hand to catch it, and grab the arrow that came.

The bowstring in his left hand hummed repeatedly, turning into a muffled thunder.

Where the red light flashes, the afterglow of the stars turns into a series of long rainbows, skimming across the water.

It was actually one person with one bow, shooting out the momentum of fire and rain all over the sky.

puff……

puff puff!

There was a sound of arrows piercing into the flesh.

This time, Chen Ping only drew his bow halfway, pursuing speed.

It was as if he had returned to the grassland and transformed into Murong Gui, the archer of the setting sun.

Compared with Murong Gui, the sharpshooter who is also at the level of proficiency in sunset shooting, his strength is stronger, his breathing is more stable, and his eyes are better...

Cooperating with the carved precious bow in your hand, when you shoot an arrow, it's one man guarding the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it.

All the arrows shot in front of him were intercepted and caught, and then turned into rain of fire and returned.

"what……"

Amidst the screams, there was a panic on the big ship, some people sang loudly, some people ran and hid.

All of a sudden, no one dared to shoot another arrow, probably because Chen Ping had already taken the arrow and shot it, and his scalp was numb from fright.

A few breaths.

On the three large ships, 50 people were killed by arrows.

If we shoot like this again, it is estimated that several large ships will not have to fight the enemy.

It's not bad if only a few people can escape.

"Dug the boat, dig the boat first, I don't believe he can be so powerful in the water."

On the big boat in the middle, a burly man in brocade clothes opened his eyes angrily and roared.

"My name as the five ghosts of the Lijiang River must not be lost today."

The angry roar came from afar.

The boat below also began to shake, and the bottom of the cabin was already water-stained. Amidst the bang-dang-dang sound, someone pierced through the bottom of the boat.

"What is the origin of the five ghosts of the Lijiang River?"

Chen Ping picked up his longbow again.

He still has two barrels of arrows on his body, which were left by Murong Gui.

But it is not going to be used in the present.

The other party had lost his courage, and just wanted to rely on water to deal with him, but he didn't expect that sometimes, if he had enough real means, he could treat a water battle as a land battle.

These people are too ignorant to take it for granted.

Hualian'er replied helplessly: "It should be Yibo Yuntian Tan Sihai's cronies who killed Tan Sihai. We have undoubtedly stabbed a hornet's nest. What should we do next?"

Chen Ping's stunning shooting technique just now made Hualian'er's eyes shine again.

Although I always feel that Seventh Brother is very powerful.

But every time, he will show the ability that people can't imagine.

The dead end in the eyes of ordinary people, in his eyes, seems to be like a broad road, and it is easy to find a way out.

"How to do it? I have encountered a wasp. Besides running, there is another way."

Chen Ping smiled.

"That is, kill them all."

He took a long breath, stretched out his feet and stomped on the board of the boat.

Ingenious movement and horizontal force are stimulated.

The plank of the ship broke open, and five planks jumped up...

Chen Ping grabbed Hualian'er's arm with one hand, and the little scholar's shoulder with the other.

The legs are continuous.

Kick on the wooden plank on the side in front of you.

The 36-way spring leg has been completed at this time.

Although it is a foreign kick technique learned in the previous life, the skill may have different levels, and the usage has its own ingenuity.

At this time, Chen Ping flicked his legs and kicked, like several long whips waving in unison, under the gentle force, the five wooden boards shot towards the water surface like arrows.

It sinks and floats into the water, and emerges from the water.

Three or five feet away, a wooden plank appeared, and in an instant, a pontoon bridge was laid on the water.

The buoyancy of the plank has not completely disappeared.

Chen Ping put more force on his feet and stepped down heavily, his body leaped and turned into a faint light and shadow.

Landed on the first piece of driftwood.

With a flashing figure, he headed straight for the big ship.

With a bang behind him, the boat capsized.

Put a few "water ghosts" in it.

"Seven-star steps can still be used like this?"

Today's colorful face is just an eye-opener.

She originally thought that the seven-star step was just a footwork, and it was almost useless on the water surface.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping could accurately calculate the buoyancy of the plank, and even paved a channel out of the water.

The distance of nearly twenty feet was directly shortened by him in this strange way.

With a flickering figure, he boarded the big ship, and the other party didn't even react.

Next, naturally there is no suspense.

After Chen Ping stabbed the sturdy man to death with a pole, he immediately lost interest in the so-called five ghosts of the Lijiang River.

It's just a few rats with scary names, poor martial arts skills, and bluffing by relying on their numbers.

On the big boat in the middle, all the members of the Changhe gang died, and those who dived dived, and there were no gangsters who dared to resist.

At this time, the other two big ships dodged like ghosts.

Don't dare to get too close.

Even, no one dared to attack again.

"You see, people in the world always bully the weak and fear the strong. When they know that once they do something, they will definitely die. No matter how big the benefits are, they cannot be driven."

Chen Ping seemed to be explaining, but also seemed to be laughing at himself.

Looking at the corpses lying around on the boat, glanced at his hands, and sighed, his heart became hard again.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky with narrowed eyes.

I saw that silver light and shadow streak across from east to west again.

Fleeing into the low-hanging clouds, never to be seen again.

"This thing will be a disaster sooner or later. It can't be removed..."

Be stared at by the big eagle.

No matter how far he fled forward, no matter how fast he walked, there was absolutely no secret at all.

Not to mention getting rid of the opponent's brigade.

Not at all.

"Let's go ashore. There are high mountains and dense forests on both sides of the Yunhe River. Maybe you can use the leaves to block this thing's eyes, and you can take a breath for a while."

Not long after he escaped from the tunnel, he had already encountered the enemy three times in a row.

Although not too dangerous.

However, this kind of intensive offensive that makes people breathless is indeed too troublesome.

It is still a long way to go to Feiyundu in Linshan Prefecture.

There is no way to fight all the way.

Perhaps, the opponent's idea is to exhaust the army.

The real Hu Ren masters simply don't bother to move.

As long as the price is given and the news is released, most of them are running dogs and traitors, who will try their best to hunt and fight, and capture the two of them.

In fact, Chen Ping can understand the thoughts of those traitors...

Because, in the history of the original world, whenever the dynasty changed, the Hu people invaded.

There are always tens of thousands of things that are not as good as pigs and dogs, and they become more ferocious than barbarians, like wolves and tigers, biting their brothers and sisters of the same clan.

The rise and fall of the world, everything in the world, if you watch too much, it will no longer be fresh.

Chen Ping does not have expectations of some people's conduct.

I also don't expect any hero in the world to come to help me after hearing the news.

He would even guess that it is very likely that the barbarian in charge, together with the top officials of the government, will declare himself a Jiangyang thief.

The act of escaping from Xingqing Mansion with a colorful face.

Maybe it will be characterized as a bold and unreasonable robbery of Princess Mingyue of the palace.

Once this kind of rumor spread, it would immediately muddy the water.

Even if you have a passionate righteous man, if you want to stand out, you still have to think about three points.

Maybe, a few fools will come out to capture and kill him, trying to rescue Princess Mingyue.

That would be hilarious.

…………

Next, after the Changhe gang was killed and their guts were emboldened.

Chen Ping did not expend too much effort to let the ship dock.

Throwing the little scholar who was so frightened that he almost peed his pants on the shore, he put his face on his back again... Taking a last look, there was a moon-white figure looming in the deep forest and dense grass, and plunged headlong into the thick jungle.

Trees block the sun.

The path is a little unclear...

Chen Ping didn't need to see too clearly, since he had strong five senses, when he was walking, he could use his short sword to chop off the branches blocking the way and split the thorns, and he walked smoothly.

The eyes in the sky, under the cover of thick branches and leaves, are not too threatening for the time being.

Although it's a little slower.

Overall, it's still much safer.

However, the only fly in the ointment is that the flower picker started to embellish it again.

Chen Ping is like a duck to water in such an environment.

Unexpectedly, the flower picker was more adaptable than him.

Maybe it's because he has been running a lot, and he has been hunted down all year round, Jiang Yudie enjoys this feeling very much.

His body is agile, he moves up and down, like a butterfly flying, and like a swift soaring...

He actually walked out of the gloomy jungle like an outing.

He appeared in front of Chen Ping from time to time.

Occasionally appear behind.

Left and right, coming and going...

If he hadn't been afraid of Chen Ping's archery and skill, he would have come here to try it out a long time ago.

Of course, even if he just hangs behind his back like this, without launching an attack.

It is also enough to make Chen Ping's brain a headache.

Because, this guy will leave a mark and send out information...

Chen Ping's plan to use the dense forest to avoid the gaze of the eagle in the sky has all come to naught.

Seeing the sky is getting dark.

Chen Ping stopped walking, found a place that was slightly flat and wide, and stopped.

Looking sideways at Hualian'er, he found the little girl and nodded slightly, obviously understanding what he meant.

Since getting along for so many days.

The two gradually had a lot of tacit understanding.

Even without speaking, you can understand what the other person is thinking.

Cooperate more easily and freely.

The reason why he didn't speak was because Chen Ping suspected that the flower picker was not only excellent in lightness kung fu, but also in hearing.

A few times, Chen Ping wanted to ambush the opponent, but Jiang Yudie escaped before he could make a move.

This is obviously not the luck of the other party.

Being able to pick flowers all the time without missing a hand must be due to his ability.

Chen Ping thought about some possibilities, and he didn't even rule out that the other party could distinguish lips.

The man hid in the dark and followed him all the time. Although Chen Ping could sense it, there was nothing he could do about it.

Think of a way to get rid of this person.

The escape route this time is a joke.

The night grew darker.

The two had been hungry for a whole day, and they were already starving. Chen Ping stopped rushing and beat a wild deer, treated it with mountain stream water, cleared the weeds, and lit a fire to barbecue.

Moreover, a simple tent was built using branches and vines.

Had barbecue.

Hualian yawned a few times and looked at Chen Ping with a troubled expression.

"Want to sleep?"

Chen Ping asked in a low voice, "Go to the tent and sleep for a while with your clothes on. The ground has been burned and there are no insects and ants."

"This, that, Brother Seven, I'm anxious."

Hualian'er blushed, her legs were twisted together unnaturally, her waist was bowed, her hips were raised, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

"Just here?"

Chen Ping looked around in embarrassment, but he couldn't see anything in the dark, he pointed to the fire and said.

"no……"

Hualian shrank his neck, looked at the fire in embarrassment, and looked behind the shade of the tree ahead...

It was seven or eight feet away, covered by haystacks.

"Shall I go with you?" Chen Ping smiled awkwardly.

"No, it will be fine in a while, Seventh Brother, just stay there and don't peek." Hualian'er lowered her head and said shamefully.

He pointed to the tent.

……

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(End of this chapter)

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