Chapter 15 Fifteen, life

The flying knife was pierced by a gun!The spear pierced the blade, and its momentum continued—— Elder Xue didn't understand how he died until his death. He didn't understand why Jun Wuyi could fend off the three knives attacking Su Changshan, but he didn't seem to see the one attacking him; He didn't understand that Su Changshan was able to avoid Elder Di's punch, but he took it with his left arm, just to hold the gun in his right hand and make an instant move; He still didn't understand how Su Changshan could have expected Jun Wuyi's sword, and how Jun Wuyi could be sure of Su Changshan's shot.

The army of the imperial court rushed up like a tide, Shura's hell-like blood split the moonlight... Jun Wuyi didn't know how many people had been injured and how many people had been killed, even he himself was in a daze, there were many familiar faces, Unfamiliar is hatred— In front of him, a young and immature face looked at him anxiously. He recognized Wang Peng, a recruit in his army, who once hid behind the tent and cried because he couldn't get used to the rice in Chang'an.The smile on his face as he took the little boy to eat steamed buns seemed like yesterday, and the bloody battle in front of him seemed unreal.

Wang Peng looked at Jun Wuyi, unable to swing the sword in his hand no matter what. Suddenly, a sword pierced through the young boy's chest—the soldier behind him shouted: "Retreat and kill!" He didn't look back, but looked at Jun Wuyi in pain, and said with difficulty: "General...don't blame us...for not coming to take you down...the emperor will...kill our nine clans..." Before he finished speaking, his body fell from the horse, and a few drops of blood splashed on Jun Wuyi's eyelashes. Jun Wuyi blinked his eyes, his eyes were blood red. "You hold on, we are about to rush out of the encirclement." Su Changshan said in a deep voice, "You must stay awake." While speaking, he pointed his backhand on Jun Wuyi's red sandalwood point.Jun Wuyi trembled in pain, his brows were furrowed, but his eyes became clear.

Life has come to an end, but still don't give up, even with severe pain to keep awake—— Only a confidant with a heart and soul, iron and blood on the battlefield! Suddenly there was a cold and soft laughter in front of him. This laughter implied internal strength, so it could be heard clearly in a radius of hundreds of meters. "My Hanling sect has twelve guardians and three thousand disciples are here, who dares to touch my people?" He Jun flicked his sleeves, and a row of twelve people stood neatly behind her. The soldiers were originally afraid of Su Changshan and Jun Wuyi's martial arts, and had no intention of fighting, and now they were even more distracted.But someone in the team yelled: "The Turkic reinforcements are here!...The 14th Silver Shadow Cavalry is also here! Brothers, run!"

Tens of thousands of troops fled in all directions like a plate of loose sand. Su Changshan didn't dare to slack off for a moment, and patted his horse's back heavily: "Let's go!" Crush the silvery moonlight and break through the dark red blood. inside the tent. "This is the Turkic border, we are safe." A man who looked like a soldier took off his helmet and said with a smile.Naturally, she was the one who sneaked into the army by taking advantage of the chaos and shouted "The Fourteenth Silver Shadow Rider is here" - Miss Ye Fangting. "Twelve guardians and three thousand congregants?" Su Changshan said without raising his head as he was placing Jun Wuyi on the couch.

"Didn't you teach it? What is false is true, and what is true is false." He Juan gave him a winking look. "I didn't teach you, who is 'your man' here." "..." He Juan laughed dryly.As bold as she was, she was also a little embarrassed at the moment, turned around and opened the curtain: "Everyone collect the money and leave." ——The so-called "Twelve Protectors", except for Xiao and Cheng, are naturally dressed up by farmers living at the foot of the mountain. "What about meeting?" Jun Wuwu held back his tiredness and raised his eyes to ask.

"As soon as she got off the mountain, a group of people rushed over to protect her. Because of this, Master He and I were able to slip away smoothly from the path—don't worry, she's very safe." Jun Wuwu nodded, but there was still worry in his brows. "The whole army of the Sui Dynasty wants to kill you and then hurry up, but you are still worrying about them?" Su Changshan said without a tone. "The battlefield is retreating, and the generals have no fighting spirit—" Jun Wuyi smiled wryly: "Maybe the strength of the Sui army is really no match for the Turks, and it is unknown."

"They have fighting spirit, so they will take your head." Ye Fangting kindly reminded him: "The emperor treats you so well, even if the Sui Dynasty is defeated by the Turks, it's none of your business." "Even if it's none of my business, I can't do anything about it." Jun Wuyi rubbed his forehead. Su Changshan frowned.He rarely frowns unless— "Su Tong, how's your injury?" Jun Wuyi struggled to sit up and grabbed his cold arm. "Some injuries." Su Changshan said without hesitation, "It's just a broken arm."

The melon seeds in Ye Fangting's mouth fell out. Jun Wuyi looked at him in astonishment, remembering that time when he said in a deep voice: You hold on, you must stay awake.It turned out that he was about to ride the horse with one hand, and the other hand had already—— Jun Wuyi felt his blood rushing up suddenly, and the world was spinning. Su Changshan immediately tapped his acupoints: "If I can heal your leg, I will definitely be able to fix my own arm—my medical skills never fail!" Ye Fangting blinked, for the first time in his life, he felt that he was about to cry. Su Tong seemed to be omnipotent, and there seemed to be nothing in the world that could not trouble him.However, he will also be hurt and frown——

There has never been a god in the world, only people who are stronger than others and give up later. Jun Wuyi is like this, Su Tong—Su Tong...isn't it like this? He Jun lifted the curtain and walked in: "I'm not good at treating trauma, but detoxification is what Hanling Sect is good at." Su Changshan's eyes lit up. "I can help Jun Wuwu get rid of Youtan's poison—" He Juan also has a charming look when the corners of his eyes are not smiling: "But, Su Tong, you owe me another favor." "Not bad." Su Changshan said heartily, raising his eyebrows.

"That's all..." He Jun sighed repeatedly: "I asked myself that I have always killed people without blinking an eye, but it fell on your hands—could I owe you in my previous life?" Ye Fangting took out the melon seeds again, and said with a smile: "There are so many women who owed Su Tong in the past life, Master He, you have to line up." After she made trouble, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and the few people almost forgot the blood and cruelty just now. It's just that there is no Jun Wuyi's voice. Su Changshan pushed Jun Wuwu's shoulder in surprise——