The weather was a bit stuffy, as if it was going to rain again. I had been lying in the grass for more than half a night, and Fang Jie, who had tied a bunch of wild grass on his body, was like a stone, motionless. Fortunately, the sun did not appear on that day, otherwise Fang Jie would not dare to use the cliffeye. The sunlight reflected by the lenses was easily noticed.

Less than two miles away was the rebel camp, and this distance was extremely dangerous. The rebels' rangers passed by from time to time, but no one noticed Fang Jie's existence. When he was in Fan Gu, he was the most outstanding scout.

At this point, Chen Qingsan and Mu Xiaohao were not as good as him, so they could only stay in the distance to respond, while the big dog lay one meter away beside Fang Jie.

"The people who lead the troops are not bad."

Fang Zhi saw that there was no one around, and lowered his voice and said to Datu: "The construction of the Daying is very well-organized. Yin Poshan has some skills. I heard that this man was a reckless man, and it seemed that the rumors were wrong. If he was a reckless man, he could tell from the military management. Also, look at the soldiers inspecting, they are definitely not mobs."

"Preface is an illusion."

He whispered: "The people holding wooden sticks and spears on the river bank were all deliberately made confusing people. It makes people feel that the soldiers in the rebel camp are all people with no combat power. In fact, the river bank is very cautious, and you can distinguish them by looking at the soldiers' outfits and walking postures. They are definitely not people who are being held captive."

"So sinister"

Big dog's low path.

Fang Jie smiled and said, "What a sinister thing, it's a normal thing. Yin Poshan's opponent is Luo Yao, the famous left-front guard general, who has won every battle and never lost. He is just a general under Li Yuanshan. If it weren't for Li Yuanshan's rebellion, Luo Yao wouldn't have looked at him directly."

"What else do we need to do?"

Big Dog asked.

"Look at me for two days first. The terrain here is good and you can look down at the rebel camp. I have to draw down what I see. Please help me stare around me, and someone approaches me and remind me immediately."

The big dog responded and cheered up.

Fang Jie gently took out the paper and pen from the deer leather bag. While drawing, he asked, "Big Dog, how many years have you been the prince?"

The big dog was silent for a while and replied: "It took fifteen years before the country was destroyed, and if it was counted as more than twenty years after the country was destroyed."

Fang Jie was slightly surprised: "It's not easy enough. Have you ever thought about becoming an emperor?"

The big dog glanced at Fang Jie, paused for a while before answering: "Before the country was destroyed, I thought about inheriting the throne early every day. I am not afraid that you would say I am unfilial. My father was so stupid that he couldn't even stand it. But he lived for so long that the Shang Dynasty's court had long rotted from his roots. When I was a child, I made a vow that when I became an emperor in the future, I must reorganize the court and make the Shang Dynasty stronger again... Unfortunately, things went against my wishes."

"It's fine if my family is rotten, but my neighbor is still staring at your property. He is stronger than you and braver than you. In this case, it is normal to destroy the country. A few years after the country was destroyed, I actually thought about restoring the country. Murong mortally usurped the throne in Dali. I wanted to kill him more than once, but his cultivation was much higher than mine. In addition, he became an emperor and had many masters around him to protect him. I tried it several times but failed."

"Later, my younger brother and I lived in Yongzhou. Seeing the strong soldiers and horses of the Great Sui Dynasty, the people gradually adapted to living under the rule of others, my heart gradually calmed down. I knew that with our brothers, it was a fool to restore the country, so I gave up this dream."

"Where is your brother?"

Fang Jie asked while drawing.

"He... has too much obsession, I can't persuade him."

"It is a good thing for people to have obsessions, but they cannot be too biased."

Fang Jie drew the picture very quickly, the lines were very rough but the markings were very clear. He turned his head and glanced at the dog, and suddenly asked in a very solemn tone: "If you have the chance to restore the country in the future, do you want to?"

"No chance"

The big dog said lightly.

Fang Jie smiled and said, "If you have the chance in the future, I will help you kill Murong Moe's grandson. Although Nan Yan is a little smaller, it is your family's property. The war between countries depends on strength, and it is not too embarrassing to lose. But if you are stolen by others, you will have to snatch it back sooner or later. Not only do you have to snatch it, but you also have to snatch it thoroughly."

The big dog was stunned and shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's not easy."

“Something has to be done.”

Fang Jie stuffed the drawing into the deer skin bag: "The goal can be determined step by step, but what I have to do in the end must be clear. Now I don't think much. First, I avenge the brothers who died for me. Now there are only you who are left, and I remember them all in my heart. The stick with the stick is still on the back of the Qilin. Every time I see it, I feel uncomfortable. Fan Gu's fellow villagers and comrades come to remind me from time to time, the wronged they die... I was also the one who touched the chest of Widow Sun and peeked at her big white butt. She is half a man, so I have to do something for them."

"Second, I am still alive. In the future, I will raise all of you white and fat people if I have the ability. Be the kind of person who dares not provoke you. Whoever provokes you will be hung up and beat you up."

He looked at a team of rovers passing by in the distance, and smiled after a moment of silence: "In the future, you will become the Emperor of Nanyan. Remember to build a big mansion for me in Dali City, and raise a few girls who are as beautiful as flowers."

The big dog's nose felt sore, and he was about to speak and suddenly his eyes stern: "I have murderous aura!"

...

...

Fang Jie and the big dog immediately jumped out of the grass and rushed out quickly to the back of the high slope. The big dog smelled the murderous aura. Although he was not sure who the other party was, in this place, he was so close to the rebel camp, and once he fought, he would immediately lead the rebels. So the first reaction of the two was to withdraw and retreat to a more secret place.

"soon!"

The big dog ran and explained, "It's always been behind us!"

"You go find Chen Qingfan!"

Fang Jie said: "I will lead him away."

The big dog was about to refuse, but Fang Jie pushed him away: "If the person coming is a master, it will be useless for you and me to join forces. If you run faster, I will be safer."

The big dog knew that Fang Jie was right, so he could only find Chen Qingfan to help as soon as possible. So he bit and rushed out in the other direction.

Fang Jie ran towards the river like a cheetah, picking up a place covered by trees along the way. Since the big dog smelled the murderous aura, the man must have come to him. He crawled into a forest and rushed towards Zhuo Buyi and the others.

His speed was already extremely fast, but the people behind him were obviously faster than him. Fang Jie felt a burst of energy coming from behind, and the muscles on his legs instantly exploded with force and pushed him out to the side.

A bang!

A pit was blasted out from where he was before.

Fang Jie landed on the ground and turned around, pulled the Chaolu sword out from behind and stood guard in front of his chest.

"It's you?!"

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Fang Jie's face changed involuntarily.

This man was wearing a dark blue robe, gray hair and long beards. He looked fifty or sixty years old, with a straight and slender figure, and a steel sword box tied behind him.

"Luo Wen or Luo Yao?"

Fang answered the question.

The old man in front of him looked at him expressionlessly, without answering, but slowly reached his right hand behind and pressed it on the sword box. With a blink of an eye, the mechanism of the sword box was opened, and the sword box was separated from the middle, revealing three sword hilts. He pulled out the sword on the left from the sword box and pointed it towards the Fangjie from afar.

Fang Jie did not look at his sword, but into his eyes.

Dead ashes.

In an instant, Fang Jie remembered Fang Henshui's black eyes.

So his heart tightened, and his hand holding the knife tightened.

"Return Wind"

Zhongbo gently spit out two words from his mouth, and then stabbed the sword in his hand flatly. This was a long sword, more than one meter, slender and sharp. There was a gap in the middle of the sword body, and there were many small holes on both sides of the gap, which was very strange. When he drew his sword, he was obviously far from Fang Jie, but in an instant his man arrived not far from Fang Jie.

Zhongbo's body movement is too strange.

It's like it's completely without its own gravity and is swept up by the wind.

Fang Jie's perception of the vital energy of heaven and earth has far exceeded that of the past. He immediately noticed the changes in the vital energy around his body.

This sword

It's like a tornado.

Fang Jie's body was filled with cyclones formed by sword energy, densely packed. These cyclones moved around Fang Jie's body, like invisible undercurrents in the river. It was ordinary on the surface, but as long as they touched those cyclones, they would be immediately shattered and broken!

This is the return wind!

Fang Jie took a little while and rushed towards Zhongbo. The sword in his hand fell from top to bottom, and the bright sword light was like a flash of lightning in the clear sky.

The blade split the cyclone in front of him, and Fang Jie's body crashed into Zhongbo like a cannonball.

At this time, Zhongbo's long sword had already stabbed.

Fang Jie's second sword slashed out towards the sword. Zhongbo's wrist suddenly shook, and the sword turned in his palm. The gaps and holes on the sword were blown by the wind, making a dizzy sound.

Fang Jie felt his body tremble involuntarily, and a buzzing sound in his mind.

The sound seemed to have penetrated directly into my mind, as if it was cut by thousands of broken blades.

Just as his mind blew, Zhongbo's long sword reached his throat.

There is no way to hide!

...

...

The momentary confusion in his mind made Fang Jie face a crisis. The sword came too fast, and it was too late for Fang Jie to dodge again. He didn't even have time to think about it, so he sank down and then opened his mouth and bit it out.

A sound of it!

He actually bit Zhongbo's long sword!

His teeth were biting the sword tightly, and as soon as he loosened it, the sword could stab in from his mouth.

Zhongbo rushed forward, and Fang Jie was biting the long sword and was pushed back by him.

He eliminated all the reverse force of his body and walked backwards with Zhongbo's attack. He was like a strip of cloth hanging on a long sword, with no gravity at all. Such dodging was almost at its peak.

Fang Jie sent forward the sword and stabbed Zhongbo in the heart.

But Zhongbo didn’t dodge or dodge!

With a puff, the sword pierced Zhongbo's chest, and the blade accurately pierced into Zhongbo's heart. However, Zhongbo did not respond at all and rushed forward with Fang Jie. Fang Jie could already feel the cyclones behind him were still there. Once he was pushed in, he was afraid that there would be no good ending.

He pulled the Chaolu sword out of Zhongbo's heart and slashed towards Zhongbo's throat. Zhongbo finally reacted this time and pulled the sword out of his hand. Fang Jie let him pull the sword out, and forcibly twisted his body, kicking Zhongbo's chest six or seven times in the air. Each kick was extremely explosive, kicking Zhongbo's body backwards!

Fang Jie fell to the ground and gasped, and Zhongbo, who fell to the ground, stood up straight again.

My knees were not bent, and I stood up straight like a piece of wood.

Fang Jie's eyes changed, and he knew in his heart that he might not be facing the same person this time.
Chapter completed!