Chapter 7: Fatal Encounter (This chapter is free)

Huangfu Jian sat quietly in the car, his eyes closed slightly, and he was practicing the mysterious method of breathing. His heartbeat gradually slowed down and his breathing was even more inaudible. The bumpy roads and the hot weather had no effect on him at all.

Suddenly, as if he was frightened, Huangfu Jian's whole body was tense, his eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his rays of spiritual thoughts extended to the surroundings like a tide of consciousness. In an instant, Huangfu Jian opened his eyes and his expression returned to normal.

"Jian'er, what's wrong with you?" The changes in Huangfu Jian's body naturally could not escape the old man's sharp eyes, but he thought Huangfu Jian was feeling uncomfortable, so he gently stroked Huangfu Jian's head, and the old man asked with concern.

"I'm fine, grandpa! I smelled the bloody smell, something was wrong in front of me." Huangfu Jian enjoyed the old man's comfort and felt the care in his heart. He was very moved, with a cute and silly expression on his face and said with a chuckling.

"You smell the smell of blood? You are sure there is nothing wrong!" The old man's face was full of doubt. He, the person who came from the mountain of blood corpse, had not smelled the smell of blood. This child, only seven years old, had never seen a dead person before, but he smelled it first. How could this be possible?

"It's true! Grandpa!" Huangfu Jian answered very affirmatively.

"Hua Xiong, you bring fifty people to the front and see what happened?" The old man didn't dare to be careless when he saw Huangfu Jian speaking seriously.

"Grandpa, I'm going too!" Huangfu Jian's mind was so excited, as if he was attracted by something.

Huangfu Jian suddenly had a strong premonition that he had to go there in person, otherwise he would regret it in this life.

"What are you doing at such a young age?" the old man looked at Huangfu Jian strangely and asked.

"The car is too boring, I want to go and see the fun." Huangfu Jian made up a reason casually.

"Okay, but be careful, don't run around!" The old man felt soft when he saw Huangfu Jian looking pitiful, and he told him a few words and put him off the carriage.

"No!" Huangfu Jian cheered, his body was extremely agile, and he quickly got off the carriage. His face was full of excitement, and his expression changed so quickly that the old man next to him was stunned.

The lightning mink rushed to Huangfu Jian's shoulder as soon as Huangfu Jian came out of the carriage and lay comfortably on it. His big sky blue eyes flashed and he stared at the surroundings alertly, like a loyal guard.

"General Hua, keep moving forward, the place where the fight is not far in front." Huangfu Jian was very confident in his divine consciousness. He rode a white foal and ran to the front of the personal guard commander Hua Xiong with excitement, leading the way for Hua Xiong.

"Speed ​​up!" Although Hua Xiong was skeptical about the young master's words, he still ordered his personal guards to follow Huangfu Jian and chase him.

The summer sun emits heat waves, and the narrow and winding mountain paths are extremely stuffy. Along the way, grass sways, dust is everywhere on both sides of the road, and more than fifty riders run "bang" and make a sound, and the originally quiet valleys tremble.

Hua Xiong took the lead with a big sword in his hand, and Huangfu Jian followed closely behind with a short sword in his hand. The more forward Huangfu Jian moved, the more he became, and more powerful he was. More than fifty riders rushed in the blink of an eye and arrived at the valley ahead.

"Someone is really fighting! How is this possible?" Hua Xiong looked at the corpse in the valley, a little dull. At this moment, his heart was turbulent. How could the child who looked young and only seven years old beside him know that something happened here three or four miles away?

Some legends about the young master's mysterious echoed in my heart again, and Hua Xiong was secretly shocked. Could it be that those legends are true?

Huangfu Jian did not notice Hua Xiong's complex mood. His attention was all focused on the girl in yellow-shirted clothes not far away. His eyes were filled with the figure of the girl in yellow. Huangfu Jian looked at the girl in the valley obsessedly, and couldn't help but slapped at her.

"Protect the Young Master!" Huangfu Jian's movement was too fast, which made Hua Xiong unexpectedly, so he had to slap his horse and chase after him, while shouting loudly to the guards behind him to follow him.

In the middle of the valley, Lou Nanzheng walked towards Princess Jieyou with a gloomy face. When Princess Jieyou approached, she saw Princess Jieyou approaching. The maids of Jieyou, Sang Kun and the other two were all angry, but they were powerless. Princess Jieyou completely gave up her freedom in order to leave them a way out.

"Don't move, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!" Just as the Tower Nanao Princess Jieyou was only a few steps away, a tender shout came. Although the sound was not loud, the people in the valley could hear it very clearly.

Everyone in the valley was stunned. At some point, more than fifty iron cavalry appeared around them. These iron cavalry one by one, holding spears and strong bows on their backs, were running towards them.

"Han Army! It's Han Army!" These Wusun warriors who were just arrogant just made a cry of horror.

Just as Lou Neng was stunned, a snow-white horse rushed to the middle of Lou Neng and Princess Jieyou with a white-shirted boy. The white-shirted boy used his thin body to protect Princess Jieyou tightly behind him, and his tiger eyes glared at Lou Neng, who was tall and big, without any fear.

Lou looked at the boy standing in front of him, and then looked at the iron cavalry who was still fifty steps away, and evil was coming to his courage.

"Battleman, dare to ruin the good things of my uncle! Grandpa chopped you!" Lou Nan slapped the war horse suddenly, and the war horse was in pain. It roared and rushed towards Huangfu Jian who was blocking Jieyou. The scimitar in his hand exploded, drew an arc and slashed at Huangfu Jian's still thin body.

"Young Master, be careful!" Princess Jieyou, who was standing behind Huangfu Jian, saw Lou Nan's knife slashing at the boy in white in front of him. She was shattered with the same body and screamed in shock.

A white long gown and a white horse appeared in front of me when I was in danger. The prince charming in my dream finally heard my call and came to save me! The moment Huangfu Jian appeared, Princess Jieyou stared at Huangfu Jian's warm eyes and looked at Huangfu Jian's warm face.

Huangfu Jian's behavior was completely subconscious. When facing the sword that was as powerful as thunder, Huangfu Jian also felt a slump. Although he was extremely powerful than a child of about age, his body was only seven years old after all, and it was still a very different distance from the one who was in his prime.

If he was on the ground, he could still avoid it with his agile body technique, but not only was it inconvenient to dodge immediately, but behind him was the girl he was happy with. He didn't want her to be hurt at all. At this moment, Huangfu Jian was in the middle of his death.

"Young Master, be careful!" Hua Xiong, who was closest to Huangfu Jian, was already deceased, but he was still thirty steps away from Huangfu Jian. With the lightning and fire, it was too late to save him, so he could only shout powerlessly.

Huangfu Jian used all his strength, his arms were slightly opened, and his hands were tightly clenched. If he could not avoid it, he had to fight hard. At this moment, Huangfu Jian's ruthlessness in his previous life completely exploded, and his momentum increased greatly.

Just as Huangfu Jian made the worst plan, the lightning mink that had been lying on his shoulder started to move, and pounced on the wrist of the hard-to-hold knife like red lightning.

The knife is so fast, but no matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as this red lightning!

"Ah!" Just as Lou Nan slashed the scimitar in his hand, a scream came from his mouth, and the scimitar slowed down and his power became much smaller.

Huangfu Jian's short sword in his hand was full of strength. With a "clang" sound, the sword that people imagined was destroyed and killed by people did not happen. But under the knife of the tower, Huangfu Jian couldn't help but groaned and took a few steps back. His hands holding the sword had also collapsed, and blood was sprinkled.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

Behind him, Princess Jieyou and her personal guards were exclaimed.

Lou Nan never dreamed that his sword, which was as powerful as thunder, did not kill the child in front of him. He was immediately angry and embarrassed, "Kill them!" Lou Nan shouted to the twenty warriors behind him desperately.

The twenty warriors watched as they went through thousands of hardships and tracked thousands of miles, and the credit they were about to get was destroyed. They all hated each other and screamed with hatred, dancing wildly with scimitars, and slammed at Huangfu Jian, Princess Jieyou and others in the middle.

"Swear to protect the princess to the death!" Sang Kun looked at it and greeted her with two moving warriors.

Lou Nan took the reins of the war horse, and the war horse "dripped" around and ran towards Huangfu Jian again. Lou Nan vented all the anger in his heart on the white-clothed boy in front of him. He gathered all his strength and waved his sword to Huangfu Jian again.

But at this moment, Lou Nan felt that his right hand holding the knife was gradually numb, and his right hand, which was raised above his head, could no longer control the scimitar in his hand. With a light "boring" sound, the scimitar fell to the ground, and a black line like a thin snake spreading upward along his wrist.

"Poison!" Lou Nan looked at his right hand in fear and screamed, his voice full of fear.

Hua Xiong was getting closer and closer to Huangfu Jian. At this moment, he found a Wusun warrior rushing towards Huangfu Jian again, "Looking for death!" Hua Xiong didn't even think about it, snorted coldly, and threw the big sword in his hand at the warrior like a javelin, splitting him in half the moment the warrior's scimitar was about to slash.

"Shoot the arrow! Those who hurt the young master died!"

The old general Huangfu Gui's personal guards were not dead soldiers who had experienced many battles. Everyone was skilled in bowing and horses. After a series of arrows, more than 20 subordinates in the building were all shot and fell to the ground. The valley where the horses were neighing just now became quiet.

The lou was ashamed and sat alone on the horse. The squid poison on his body had already occurred, and his dark face was full of pain. Although he was sitting on the horse at this time, he had no ability to move at all. He was supported by the horse under his crotch. As long as there was a storm, he would fall down with a bang.

"Young Master, are you okay? You're so scary!" Hua Xiong rushed to Huangfu Jian and asked fearfully, looking at Huangfu Jian's bleeding from the tiger's mouth.

"I'm worried. I'm fine. General Hua must not tell grandpa that I love to hurt." Huangfu Jian not only had a tiger's mouth cracked, but also his internal organs were shocked. Although the problem was not big, he did not want the old man to worry.

"Little woman Jieyou thanked the young master for saving her life!" Princess Jieyou came over slowly, and her light and agile body bowed to Huangfu Jian.

The oriole was about to begin to fade, and the fragrance of the chime surrounded Huangfu Jian. At this moment, Huangfu Jian, who had been a human being for two lives, also did not realize his demise.

"I am a young young master, I am really a love species." Hua Xiong stood aside and smiled bitterly.

Hua Xiong looked around and saw a miserable situation in front of him. Sang Kun and Jieyou's maid were all stabbed several times and fell into a pool of blood. It seemed that they were unsuccessful.

"Feng'er!" At this time, Princess Jieyou, wearing a yellow shirt, also woke up from the ambiguous atmosphere of her encounter with Huangfu Jian, and screamed in pain as she pounced on the maid in the pool of blood.

"Princess, I will never be able to serve the princess again..." The maid in the pool of blood heard Princess Jieyou's crying and opened her eyes with difficulty, saying intermittently in an inaudible voice. Before she could finish her words, she closed her beautiful eyes forever.

In the empty valley, only Princess Jieyou's helpless cry was left.

Soon, the old man's convoy also arrived here. Looking at everything in front of him, the old man was a little unbelievable. "The little master is the one who belongs to destiny." The words of the strategist Zhao Qi echoed in the old man's ears again, and the old man's eyes became eager to look at this mysterious grandson.

"Grandpa!" Huangfu Jian saw that the old man was coming, and hurriedly met him. Princess Jieyou was still crying softly behind him.

"Jian'er is injured!" The old man's eyes were vicious. He could see that Huangfu Jian was injured at first sight. He pulled Huangfu Jian to his side with heartache. He checked his whole body and found that there was nothing serious. He felt relieved. He looked at Princess Jieyou behind Huangfu Jian and asked lightly, "Are you trying to save her from being injured?"

"Yes, grandpa, the young master was injured to save the little girl. If you want to blame, blame the little girl!" Princess Jieyou was afraid that the old man would punish Huangfu Jian, and knelt down begged with a "pop" sound, and begged.

"Would you like to stay with Jian'er and take care of him?" The old man looked at the girl kneeling on the ground, with no expression on his face, and just asked lightly.

"The little woman is willing to serve the young master for the rest of her life." Jieyou covered her face with a veil and exhaled like an orchid. Although she could not see her expression, her tone was extremely firm.

"Well! Good boy, get up! You can accompany Jian'er in the future!" The old man showed a smile on his old face, and looked at Huangfu Jian who was standing aside and said meaningfully.

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