"But how can they move without horses?"
Shen Yinqiu's head was pressed down by Wan Qiyan, and he immediately popped up again and asked.
Wan Qiyan snorted: "Just squeeze it."
Seeing that they were all on the horse, Wan Bai immediately ran to Qingye and begged to ride the horse.
The only ones left standing were Xu Yang and Mo Shaogong.
Mo Shaogong actually wanted to ride a horse like them, but his entire wealth combined was not enough to buy a horse, which was really sad.
Xu Yang patted him on the shoulder, "It seems that the two of us have to use Qinggong to hurry up."
Hu Jin said to him: "There is Rumeng Town on the way to Jie'an.
You can wait there.
We will arrive at noon."
Xu Yang said hello and motioned for Mo Shaogong to follow.
The two of them went one after the other and soon disappeared from their sight.
Shen Yinqiu and others also started to set off.
Not long after they left, Wanqi Situ arrived with his troops.
Looking at the empty yard, the displeasure between his brows increased.
"Master Marquis, there are some horse hoof prints here.
The prince may have just left not long ago."
The subordinate next to him reported.
"Chase."
Wanqi Situ got on his horse.
More than a dozen people set off again in great force.
Wan Qiyan noticed the sound of horse hooves in the distance.
His face was calm, but his heart was filled with anger.
He looked down at Shen Yinqiu wrapped in his arms, and screened the people around him one by one.
Finally, he settled on Qingye and said: " Qingye took the young lady and Wan Bai on their way. " Qingye raised his head, looked at Wan Qiyan and said, "Master, you can take the young lady and leave first.
Hujin and I and others can stay to deal with them."
"There are at least fifteen people, and you can't stop them."
Wan Qiyan said this fact, not to mention that the people brought by Wanqi Situ are not so easy to deal with.
Without capable subordinates like Qingye, the losses to him will be huge. big.
Qingye lowered his eyes, "Yes."
Wan Qiyan tapped Shen Yinqiu's sleeping point and handed it to Qingye.
"Wanbai rides alone, Qingye protects her."
"Don't worry, Master."
Qingye took Shen Yinqiu, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling, with one hand and let her lean on his shoulder.
He tightened the reins and the horses galloped quickly and soon moved away from them.
Hujinhumu and Qingzhu also dismounted, patted the horse's butt, and asked them to leave.
"Master, should you stop me?"
Hu Jin looked at the white front.
The snowflakes were charming and obstructed their sight, but it did not prevent them from alertly noticing the enemy's arrival.
Humu and Qingzhu were also looking at Wan Qiyan, waiting for his instructions.
After all, he was the Marquis, and he could not be counted as an enemy.
"As you please."
Wan Qiyan rolled up his slightly longer sleeves.
Covered in a black scarf, he only showed a pair of ice-like eyes, emotionless.
Protect money: "" They decided to look at the extent of their master's actions before deciding whether to kill him or leave him alive.
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In a fundamental sense, they and the secret guards around the Marquis came from the same place.
However, those who survived fighting each other would not have any feelings for each other.
Unlike his master, whether he is an enemy or a friend depends entirely on the relationship between the masters.
Wan Qi Situ did catch up to Wan Qi Yan quickly.
He saw Wan Qi Yan standing in the middle of the road, covered in snow, with three guards standing in front of him.
But there shouldn't be just three.
Wanqi Situ raised his hand and made a stop gesture, asking the men and horses behind him to stop.
He dismounted and approached Wanqiyan, while he was also alert to whether there was an ambush.
"Yan'er."
He and Wan Qiyan stood five meters apart, face to face, "What did you do when you left the capital?
If you want to find the daughter of the Shen family, your father will help you find her.
It's not safe outside, so you'd better go home with her father as soon as possible. " Wan Qiyan looked at his somewhat bitter father and sneered.
People who always live in the past are so pitiful.
He didn't mind spending more words with him and said, "I'm not satisfied that I didn't see me die in her hands when I got home."
"Yan'er, what are you talking about?
Who would dare to harm you if your father is here?"
Wanqi Situ said seriously with a straight face.
Hearing what he said, Wan Qiyan lost interest in communicating, "You won't be able to find out who is the person who killed me many times.
You are here today.
If you want to stop me, I don't mind using swords."
After Wan Qi Yan finished speaking, he struck Wan Qi Situ with a palm.
Wanqi Situ quickly avoided it and missed the wind of his palm, feeling slightly startled.
"Yan'er" Wanqi Situ was surprised that Wanqi Yan had such strong internal strength.
He immediately felt that this son was very strange.
How could he master this palm style after decades of practice?
Thinking of his weak body in the past, Wan Qi Situ couldn't believe that this was his son.
Could it be that someone had disguised himself?
He stared at Wan Qi Yan with an indifferent expression, and thought it was impossible.
Wan Qiyan drew out the soft sword from his waist, and after injecting internal force, the sword became very sharp.
He stood up from the ground, soared into the sky, and then rushed into the crowd, fighting with the men and horses brought by Wanqi Situ.
The swords were shining, and bloodshots shot out from their pulses.
They cooled rapidly in mid-air, contrasting with the white snow in the sky. , with distinct red and white colors, plum blossoms falling to the ground, a visual feast.
The golden guard wood and green bamboo form a triangular barrier to disperse the enemy's cohesion.
Wan Qi Situ did not take action.
He stood aside and observed Wan Qi Yan's moves.
He had never seen this sword technique before.
Where did he learn it?
Thinking that he had been deceived for so long, he felt his blood rising and rushed straight to Wan Qiyan to take action to stop him.
The people he brought were worried that Wan Qiyan was the prince, and they only wanted to capture him and did not dare to hurt him.
When Wan Qi Situ intervened, his moves were all fierce, and even Wan Qi Yan was a little more serious to deal with it.
He has not yet studied Wanqi Situ's tactics.
As the fight lasted, he figured it out.
He turned from defense to attack, approaching Wanqi Situ inch by inch.
When the tip of the sword pointed at Wanqi Situ's chest, Wanqi Yan did not stab him.
He looked at the shocked Wanqi Situ and said coldly: "Don't interfere in my affairs.
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This is a warning."
Then he turned around to protect the metal and protect the wood to relieve the pressure.
Wan Qi Situ was still stiff, looking at Wan Qi Yan's graceful figure in the crowd.
This was really his son.
Wan Qiyan summoned his inner strength and repelled the surrounding enemies.
Qingzhu, who protected the gold and protected the wood, stood behind him holding a sword.
"Next time, it's life or death."
Wan Qi Yan put away his sword and looked at Wan Qi Situ Dao.
Wanqi Situ stepped forward and asked, "Where did you learn martial arts?"
Wan Qiyan laughed at this question.
He remembered that he had to endure the pain of cleaning the toxins in his meridians in order to survive, and then expanded his meridians.
He didn't want to say more.
He left with Qinggong.
No one present dared to chase him.
They probably couldn't digest it.
The fragile prince suddenly became such a powerful enemy.
"Master Hou, are we still pursuing you?"
Wanqi Situ looked at the blood all over the ground.
The people he brought were more or less injured, but there were no deaths.
He waved his hands very tiredly, "Chasing, as long as he is my son, I will bring him back to the capital."
"But Lord Marquis, the Crown Prince is wearing a human skin mask.
How did you recognize that he is the Crown Prince?
Maybe he is pretending to be someone else."
It's impossible for their prince to be so powerful Wanqi Situ glanced at him but said nothing.
His face could be changed with props, but his eyes could not.
When Shen Yinqiu woke up, he was in a strange inn again.
She lay there for a while before getting up and thinking, was she sleeping that soundly?
I don’t even know how to dismount.
"Wake up?"
Wan Qiyan handed her a cup of warm tea.
Shen Yinqiu took it, "Where is this place?
Have we arrived?"
"Only when we reach Rumeng Town, we have to change horses."
Shen Yinqiu took a sip of water and ran to the point where his horse was paralyzed.
It was so powerful.
There was a knock on the closed door, and Hu Jin said outside: "Master, there is a situation."
Wan Qiyan picked up the fox fur Shen Yinqiu on the side and tied it on, then took her hand and opened the door.
After what happened in Luoyang, he would not let Shen Yinqiu alone.
As soon as Wan Qiyan opened the door, Hu Jin said: "Master, Wu Yang and Amo were attacked."
"where" Hu Jin walked and said: "They don't know the specific location, but the people who attacked them were all wearing the school uniforms of the Quanyang Sect.
Xu Yang said that they used the Quanyang Sword Technique."
Shen Yinqiu followed Wan Qiyan downstairs step by step.
In this weather, there were not many pedestrians passing by.
The inn's passenger flow was sparse, so Wan Qiyan and his party could only go downstairs.
Amo's lower collarbone had been stabbed by Xu Yang, but this time it was still stained, and Wan Bai was treating his wound.
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When Mo Shaogong saw Wan Qiyan coming down, he grinned and called his boss, and then whispered: "Brother Bai, what kind of medicine did you sprinkle?
Hiss, it hurts so much."
"You have to endure the pain.
In order to heal as quickly as possible, the wound on your chest is split.
It's difficult to treat.
You have to take strong medicine."
Wan Bai said while cleaning Mo Shaogong's wounds.
Mo Shaogong: "" Xu Yang also suffered some minor injuries, but not as serious as Mo Shaogong.
It is not surprising that Hu Jin and others had minor injuries.
Shen Yinqiu walked to Wan Bai's table and sat down.
He looked at the bloody wounds and it really hurt.
Wan Bai glanced at her and said nothing.
Instead, Mo Shaogong said, "Don't look at me, young lady.
You'll have nightmares later."
Shen Yinqiu thought to herself, she has even seen dead people, but she is still afraid of your injury.
"How many people attacked you" Mo Shaogong's attention was diverted, "There are about a dozen of them, they are here to steal the secret book."
Shen Yinqiu exclaimed, "It's another secret book that Zhang Qi is chasing after you."
"Yes, that's the one.
I just feel strange why they caused trouble for you and didn't come to me.
They chased you so hard at the beginning.
It's impossible to just say you don't want it."
Shen Yinqiu looked into his eyes and said, "There is a treasure in that secret book."
"Pfft.
Young Madam, you are so funny.
That was originally the secret book of the Kongtong Sect.
I was entrusted with guarding the secret book of their sect only after I met the disciples of the Kongtong Sect."
Mo Shaogong sighed.
Shen Yinqiu held his chin and looked up, "If it wasn't something of high value, the Quanyang Church would keep an eye on you and you would be calling it a small sect.
Kongtong's secret book is useful to the Quanyang Church."
Wan Qiyan walked to Shen Yinqiu and sat down and said, "Kongtongmen was originally the Kongtong sect.
It was a large sect before it declined."
Shen Yinqiu became interested, "Why did it decline because no one joined his sect?"
"This is one of them.
Every sect has a big shot.
Mei Su, the leader of the Kongtong sect, died of injuries due to a fight with the head of the Bafang sect five years ago.
Then the Kongtong sect and the Zhan Bafang refused to give up, and was eventually broken up by other Zhan Bafang and several other sects. " Wan Qiyan said very normally, and Xuyang paid close attention to him, secretly wondering how he was so familiar with things in the world
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