Just as Ma Yulian and Ma Kerun joined forces to break the door, two blue-shirted men jumped out from somewhere and appeared quickly and blocked the way for the two women.

Although the two of them were empty-handed, they were like two mountains blocking the door, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The person coming was Ma Yulian and Ma Kerun. The two women stared at two people in blue shirts and their expressions became solemn.

There is such a master around Wu Zimo. The momentum alone can suppress them so that they dare not act rashly, which is really beyond expectations.

The two women turned their eyes and found the situation in the granary, and their pretty faces were immediately covered with frost.

Ma Yulian almost bit her silver teeth and said, "Let me go."

Wu Zimo said seriously: "As long as they are willing to follow you."

Ma Yulian was stunned for a moment, then said with a stern expression: "It's good that you are willing to let go, I can spare your life."

Wu Zimo turned his head, looked at a woman hanging in the sky, and smiled evilly: "Do you want to hanging here or go with her?"

Just as the woman was about to speak, Wu Liangshang pulled out a golden dagger and slashed a rope on his side. The rope broke immediately. The woman fell instantly and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Ma Yulian and Ma Kerun's eyes were bloodshot and they rushed forward together.

Two blue-shirted men and wood had expressionless long fists at the same time.

The two women changed several directions in succession, but they didn't escape the reach of the fist. They even cut a few swords at the fist arm. They couldn't help but be shocked and floated back one after another, staring at them in a daze.

Two men in blue shirts stood with their hands down, still motionless, as if nothing had happened.

Wu Zimo glanced at him and said to another woman hanging in the sky: "Do you want to hang here or do you want to go with her?"

The woman's voice changed and she shouted in panic: "I want to hang here."

Wu Zimo turned his eyes and clicked one of them casually, and asked with a smile: "Where are you? Do you want to stay here or go with her?"

The women even shrank even more and tried their best to hide deep into the cage. Several women thought they were being clicked and rushed to respond.

Wu Zimo smiled at the two girls and said, "Here, you all heard it. They like to stay here."

Ma Yulian suddenly calmed down: "I promise, you will regret it soon."

"Is that true? I liked the poem by Tian Suizi in the previous Tang Dynasty. One of them is particularly liked: The tiger's spitting can be done as much as possible, and licking hemorrhoids and breaking branches without saying anything."

Wu Zimo laughed and said, "There were several women as proud as you before, and later they all cried and begged to be a spitting tiger for me. I really hope that you will be as stubborn as you are now."

These words were very vicious and humiliating. Ma Yulian could no longer remain calm and her face turned pale.

At this moment, the three sword servants finally arrived panting. Ma Kerun looked back and made a gesture without hesitation.

The three women took the crossbow from their backs and shot them up.

This is not a hand crossbow used by Fengsha to defend himself, but a standard crossbow of the sword servant, which is stronger than an ordinary military crossbow, and can easily penetrate iron armor within a hundred steps.

The most important thing is that the person who uses crossbows is not ordinary soldiers, but three sword servants with great martial arts skills. They are all quick-witted and quick-witted, and they cooperate with Wujian.

Three crossbows were fired at once, swishing sharply, with a tricky angle, covering a piece of it.

The two men in blue shirt finally changed their lust. They were in the doorway and could not avoid it. If they had weapons, they might try to block it. But they both believed that they were very skilled in martial arts and never brought weapons.

Despite the timely reaction and flying backwards, two arrows hit the target instantly. One of them was shot into the arm and rolled to avoid the door.

Another man groaned with a muffled arrow in his chest and abdomen. The qi in his dantian was discharged, and he flew backwards and missed the edge of the circular platform, and fell.

A roar of fear, a shocking bang, and a burst of energy quickly came from below. It was obvious that his martial arts were extremely high. Even if he fell into a group of thousands of rats, he could fight back against thousands of bites and devours.

However, he was shot at the vital point by a heavy crossbow at close range, and the depth of the granary was two or three stories high. In addition, the walls were slippery so that even mice could not climb up, so it would be a matter of time before they were torn to pieces by the group of rats.

Wu Zimo was awakened by the shock, ran to the back door, and shouted in a hurry: "Stop it, stop it..."

The man in blue-shirted shirt, who had injured his shoulder, took out two black pills from his arms and threw them into the door hole. A few not-so-biggest explosions were heard, but the thick smoke broke out and sealed the door hole tightly.

When Ma Yulian and Ma Kerun saw that the fog was black and purple, they knew it was poisonous, so they quickly called the sword servant to retreat together and quickly left the door.

Where the black fog is attached, there is a sizzling sound. In a vague way, black water flows down the walls.

The two women looked at each other and felt very glad. Fortunately, the master did not intend to catch this Wu Zimo, so they had no intention of chasing them. They had to retreat in time, otherwise once they rushed into the fog, they would be disfigured if they didn't die.

...

I don’t know when it started, but snow began to fall in the night sky.

Snowflakes fell down like goose feathers gently caressed.

Feeling the earth, the river, the treetops, and the eaves.

The sky is bright and covered with silver. Wherever you see, the whiteness is so clean.

Despite the snow falling outside the sky, the north and south sides of the pier are still hot. Countless porters took advantage of the light of light to start boarding and disembarking, moving goods in and out, and shuttle back and forth.

The snow on the pier was crunched into mud, first with a muddy trail and then a large swath of mud.

The south bank is the main wharf of Yangdi, and the south bank is much more prosperous than the north bank.

The boat was under the south bank with wind and sand, and the inn arranged by Wang Yan was on the south bank.

He traveled all night and finally returned here before dawn.

The upper room where he stayed was diagonally facing the South Bank Pier.

Looking out through the window, the scenery inside and outside the pier is unobstructed.

Leaning by the window and looking at the snowy scenery on the river bank is really a pleasure.

Yin Valley is near Jiangcheng. It’s not that it hasn’t snowed, but it’s not that much. After reaching Chenliu, it’s gone at once.

I have been watching the snow for the first time in many years. The wind and sand are inevitably excited, and I even forgot about the fatigue of rushing to the night and the cold of snowy days. It would be even better if I had a cup of bitter hot tea to warm my body.

Ke Hai handed a cup of hot tea tremblingly.

Fengsha was very happy, so he took it and took a sip, then squirted it out.

This kid Ke Hai is good at everything, but he is thick-handed and can't do fine work. He makes the tea leaves obviously moldy. I really don't know what he got from there.

Ke Hai was sweating nervously, and quickly took the teacup from the owner, leaned close to his nose and sniffed it a few times. It was quite fragrant! After taking a sip, it was indeed the bitter tea that the owner liked to drink! I didn’t find any problems!

The wind and sand crossed Ke Hai, but after all, there was no lesson. He turned out the window again, suddenly exclaimed, and greeted: "Come here and take a look, the atmosphere on the dock seems to be wrong."

Ke Hai quickly got up, came to the window and glanced out, nodded and said, "It's wrong. There are many more people in the martial arts world, and many of them are so light that their footprints are not visible. They have very strong martial arts skills, so they can't be ordinary people."

Fengsha sneered: "Is this planning to use the strong? I really didn't take the Four Spirits seriously!"

A group of masters from the world suddenly gathered on the dock, clearly wanting to resort to force.

Of course, it is to deal with him, the Xuanwu Guanfeng Envoy who is here today.

Ke Hai was a little nervous and reminded: "There are quite a lot of experts below. The master should transfer the lady in the robe to protect her, so as to make sure she is perfect."

Now that Ma Kerun is not here, he and the three princess Yu Lian’s bow and crossbow guards may not be able to defend against the unexpected.

"No need, she has something else."

The wind and sand reached out to the window, watched the snow fall into the palm of the palm, and melted rapidly, and said to himself: "Without auspicious snow, how can there be a good harvest? With today's blood, next year will definitely be a good harvest."

As he finished speaking, the wind turned sharply, and the soldiers broke through the wind and snow and stepped onto the end of the long street.

The queue is neat, with awesome momentum, with snowflakes floating, and howling.
Chapter completed!