Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 8 is the most enjoyable (Thanks to Brother Jiajun for the 818 reward)
Seeing that his morale was low, the cavalry captain took the courage to shout: "Archers, prepare."

The infantry surrounding the ring were divided into two columns. The archers stepped forward, bent their bows and nocked arrows, aiming at the people on the stage.

Chu Pingsheng frowned. Naturally, he was not afraid of the current situation. He could leave whenever he wanted and no one could stop him, but Yang Tiexin and his daughter could not.

It's a good way to capture the thief first, but the problem is that he doesn't know how to do light kung fu, and the poisonous spirit has been used up again. It will take time to recover. Liang Ziwen only needs to take Wanyan Honglie and jump up to the surrounding buildings. He can only get angry down there. Out of reach.

It is still necessary to learn external skills, especially foot skills, so that you can be both offensive and defensive, go up mountains and dive into abyss, run wild in and out of rivers, and do whatever you want.

At this moment, Bao Xiruo turned around violently, protected Yang Tiexin and his daughter behind him, and put a dagger against his neck with a determined expression: "My lord, if you dare to hurt them, I will die in front of you immediately." .”

"mother!"

"Cherish the weakness!"

Yang Kang and Wanyan Honglie exclaimed at the same time.

"Have I ever wronged you in all these years? Why..."

Bao Xiruo tightened the object in his hand, and the blade cut his skin, spilling a bright red color, which directly interrupted Wanyan Honglie's persuasion.

"Let them go, I ask you to let them go!"

"Cherish the weakness."

Of course, Yang Tiexin was not willing to be separated.

For eighteen years, he took his adopted daughter to travel around the country, calling him home all over the world. After searching for eighteen years, he finally met the person he had longed for. He didn't even have a proper conversation with her, and he had to go through another separation of his wife and children. pain of?

Faced with this situation, Chu Pingsheng certainly could not let the plot of the play repeat itself. God knows if Yang Tiexin died, the cheating novice mission would fail. It would be difficult to bring three people into the territory of the Song Dynasty in one go, not to mention Yang Tiexin. He was still injured, so it would be better to leave Bao Xiruo in the city to stabilize Wanyan Honglie, get Yang Tiexin and his daughter out first, and then go back to the city to rescue Bao Xiruo.

In this way, you can not only show your sincerity, but also please your mother-in-law. When the time comes, send it to Yang Tiexin. I helped you rescue the wife you have been looking for for eighteen years. Do you also want to reward me for having a wife for eighteen years? , a beautiful little lady?
It's fair to reciprocate.

He then looked at Peng Lianhu and others who were twisting and struggling on the ground, and said to himself that it was a pity that the Qijue Wuyingsha had been used up, and he could only recover before performing male specialist surgery on Shenxian Laoguai, Sha Tongtian and others.

I will definitely continue to work hard to create a pure sky. Half a year later, a group of palace stewards will go out to make purchases. They will discuss swords in Huashan and compete for the Nine Yin Scriptures. Thinking about it makes me excited, and my eyes are full of fun.

"You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood. I will seize the horse, and you are responsible for convincing Uncle Mu. If it doesn't work, just knock him out." After Chu Pingsheng said in Mu Nianci's ear, he picked up Peng Lianhu's two fists with his feet. The iron judge's pen is used to draw the bow left and right.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

puff!
puff!
The two knights on the right side of the ring fell off their horses and lay on the ground wailing.

Chu Pingsheng picked up Master Lingzhi's cymbal with his foot and rushed into the crowd waving it.

The golden soldier's spear pierced his body without any injury, but the copper cymbal was sharp and tight. Blood flew everywhere where it passed, and screams continued. For a while, no one dared to stop him, and he was allowed to grab the arms of the two horses. The reins return to ringside.

"Mount!"

Mu Nianci glanced at him, gritted his teeth, and struck the unprepared Yang Tiexin on the back of his neck with his palm, knocking him unconscious and dragging him onto the horse.

Chu Pingsheng raised his copper cymbal and slapped the horse's butt. The horse was in pain, roared and ran wildly. The golden soldiers evaded the horse along the way.

"shelf."

Seeing that Yang Tiexin and his daughter were far away, he flicked his two cymbals and forced back the two-winged golden soldiers. With his green clothes flying, he rode away on horseback.

The cavalry captain was furious and wanted to call the archers to fire arrows. Bao Xiruo raised his head again and pointed the blade inward, making a threatening gesture, which frightened him into suppressing the words that came to his throat.

Wanyan Honglie remained silent, just staring blankly at his back that was getting further and further away, thinking to himself, if Dajin has such a strong general, why worry about the Song Dynasty being immortal and the world being unstable?
Bao Xiruo also slowly put down the dagger and looked at the other side of the long street in despair. …

Half an hour later, the three of them came out of the city and took a path into the forest.

The horses' running speed slowed down.

Mu Nianci looked behind her and saw no trace of the pursuers, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wanyan Honglie didn't lead the troops to chase, and the horses are tired from running. Let's take a rest." Chu Pingsheng rode up from behind.

Mu Nianci looked at his adoptive father who was in a daze because he missed his wife, nodded, pulled the reins, and stopped.

"Dad, take a rest."

Chu Pingsheng walked to the nearest big tree, tied up the horse, took out the uneaten dry food from his arms and handed it over.

The packages of the father and daughter are still in the city, so they can only make do with it at this time.

"Thank you."

Mu Nianci took the steamed bun and broke it into two pieces. He ate one piece himself and handed the other piece to Yang Tiexin.

"I'm not hungry."

He finally spoke, but his tone was worrying.

"Dad, you are injured, please eat a little."

Yang Tiexin shook his head, stubborn.

He refused to eat, and Mu Nianci had no appetite. She held half a piece of steamed bun and sighed beside her.

Chu Pingsheng walked to sit opposite the father and daughter, and did not force Yang Tiexin to eat.

After eighteen years of searching for his wife, he became the sixth princess of the Jin Dynasty. His own flesh and blood recognized someone else as his father, and even had someone kill him. No one could accept this kind of thing.

Although he was not married and had no children, Chu Pingsheng expressed his understanding after comparing his feelings.

The three of them sat like this for a long time, and the long white clouds gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again.

After all, they are children of the Jianghu, and their spirits are stronger than ordinary people. Yang Tiexin slowly adjusted his mentality, with a bit of shame on his weather-beaten face, and said with clasped fists: "I'm really sorry, what happened today was because we, father and daughter, dragged the young master down."

"You're welcome." Chu Pingsheng said, "This is what I should do."

Yang Tiexin seemed to have some realization and glanced at her daughter. Mu Nianci turned away, somewhat shy.

"I thought Young Master Chu was just a scholar who didn't understand martial arts, but I didn't expect... I really didn't expect..." He shook his head and said, "Forgive me for being presumptuous, I would like to ask where the Young Master is from, and whether he learned this martial arts from his master. ?”

This question sounds a bit like the father-in-law is inspecting his son-in-law.

Chu Pingsheng knew that the next answer would determine Yang Tiexin's attitude towards him. After all, the hurtful scene of Qijue Wuyingsha was very ostentatious. In terms of evil nature, Yang Kang's Nine Yin White Bone Claw was like a younger brother in front of it.

A handsome, well-mannered scholar not only possesses a unique skill, is invulnerable to weapons and as strong as an ox, he can also release black energy to hurt people. This strong contrast makes it difficult for people not to care.

PS: I just found out that Brother Jiajun 818 rewarded a leader in the last book, thank you very much.

(End of this chapter)