Chapter 18 The seventeenth refusal top master

The sky is already dark, people will be drunk, but the campfire is brighter, and the singing is brighter. Bu Ying's sharp eyes were also brighter. Why can he be so calm?Does he have a way to deal with those who are coming? Xiao Fang couldn't think of anything he could do. That blind man is undoubtedly the soul searcher. "Search the soul with poisonous hands, and you will lose your life." If he wanted to find someone, that person would either run away quickly, or take care of his own funeral as soon as possible. There are not many people who can escape from his hands so far.

The one-armed, one-legged, red-faced, white-haired woman was more terrifying than he, because she was only half human. Her other half is neither a god, nor a ghost, nor a human being. Her other half is a "demon". She seemed to have been divided into two halves by a terrible magic, one half was a jade girl, and the other half was a demon. "Jade Maiden Demon" Liu Fenfen, no one knows how good her martial arts skills are?how old. But everyone knows that she can cut you in half at any time. Yan Zhenggang has always been abstaining from alcohol, but Old Master Song drank a lot. The one who doesn't drink is Fang Zhengshen, and the one who drinks is also a gentleman. Under normal circumstances, they are all respectable people.

But when it comes to drawing swords and facing each other, their value may not be as good as Jiada. Jiada is a fighter and a warrior, but when facing masters like Soul Searcher and Liu Fenfen, the only thing he can do is die. Although "death" is the end of everything, it can't solve any problems. Even if it can be solved, no one wants to solve it in this way. Bu Ying was seriously injured.Banchabana is not a god after all, what can they do to deal with the coming powerful enemy? Xiao Fang thought a lot, except for one thing. —Will Bova come?After coming, what kind of attitude will you use to treat him?What kind of attitude can he treat her with?

The lover who was lingering until death suddenly became the enemy who fights life and death, how will he deal with himself? Who can handle this situation?Is it possible to understand this pain? Bu Ying has been looking at him, as if he has seen the pain in his heart, silently raised his wine glass to him. At this moment, the sound of horseshoes galloping suddenly sounded in the distance. Seventy fast horses were galloping and galloping, and the sound of their hoofs was like thunder and drums, and the world was immediately filled with murderous aura. But the singing outside did not stop, and Bu Ying still sat still.

There was still wine in his glass, the glass was full, not even a single drop was spilled, he just said to Xiao Fang lightly: "I know you are most afraid of waiting, they really didn't keep us waiting too long." He raised his glass again: "For this, we should also have a glass of wine." The sound of hoofbeats approached from far away, as if galloping around the team's camp, and did not rush over. The people around the campfire were still singing and singing, as if they didn't know that a strong enemy was coming, and life and death were in the air. Is it because each of them absolutely trusts Bu Ying and will never lead them to a dead end, so they can be so calm?

Perhaps it is because of their superhuman composure that strong enemies dare not commit light crimes! Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, resounding through the sky. The healthy horses galloping around the camp suddenly stopped, the sound of their hooves stopped suddenly, and the ground was as silent as death. The murderous intent was even heavier. The seventy warriors on seventy fast horses must have drawn their arrows and drew their swords out of their sheaths. Bu Ying still did not move. If the other party doesn't move, he doesn't move either. He can wait and endure better than them.

Xiao Fang really wanted to go out to see the situation outside, but Bu Ying raised his glass to him again. "I guarantee that they will never rush over. The situation is unknown, and they will never dare to act rashly." He raised his glass again and drank it down: "We still have time to drink three or five more glasses at least." He only drank this cup, when another whistle sounded, Gada suddenly rushed into the tent, hissing: "coming!" Bu Ying's glass was filled with wine again, without a drop of wine, he asked coldly: "Who's here?" "Wei Tianpeng is here." Jia Da looked a little nervous: "There are six other people carrying three sedan chairs with him, and they have entered the camp from the west."

"Are there only a few people here?" "The rest of the troops have surrounded us, but only a few people came." Jia replied, "They said they want to come to see you." Bu Ying took a shallow sip of the wine: "Since there are distinguished guests here, why don't you invite them in?" Someone outside the curtain suddenly sneered! "Since we know that there is a distinguished guest coming, why doesn't the master come out to greet you?" The voice of the person who spoke was so thin that it was like a sharp needle piercing his ear: "Boss Bu's airs are a bit too big."

Bu Ying said coldly: "My airs are not small." He waved his hand, and Jiada immediately raised the curtain, the lights outside the tent were as bright as day, and the cold light of swords and halberds flashed in the distance, the singing finally stopped, the camels neighed from time to time, and the cold wind blew in, Cold as a steel knife. A tall horse and three small green velvet sedan chairs had already arrived outside the tent. Wei Tianpeng was sitting high on the horse, with a knife by his waist and an arrow by his saddle. It wasn't him who spoke just now. The voice of speaking just now came from the first sedan chair, and now the person has got off the sedan chair.

A woman with one arm and one leg, with hair as white as silver, looks like a young girl, with an ugly and clumsy wooden foot on her left leg, but a pair of green floral trousers on her right leg, revealing her smooth and slender ankles, with Seven or eight glittering gold bracelets. Her left arm was broken at the elbow, but her right hand was as beautiful as a spring onion, and she carried a heavy yellow cloth bundle in her hand. Her wooden feet landed on the ground, her posture was ugly and clumsy, and when her right leg fell, she immediately became graceful and graceful, as beautiful as a fairy.

She is like a piece of two completely different people put together by the underground demons.Although the spelling is very clever, it makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts when they see it. Xiao Fang had already heard about what kind of person Liu Fenfen was, the "Jade Demon Girl". But when he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that all the legends could not describe her evil and secretiveness. The person on the second sedan chair also came down, thin and dark, as long as a bamboo pole, wearing a long black cloth gown, his eyes were dim, and his hands were always hidden in his sleeves, he did not want others to see him. Xiao Fang knew that he was the famous and feared killer Sou Hun, but he didn't pay much attention to him. Xiao Fang has been paying attention to the third sedan chair. ——Is Bowa going to get out of this sedan chair soon? His heart was beating, stinging, beating so fast, it hurt to the marrow. He was trying his best to keep himself from showing any pain on his face. Unexpectedly, no one came out of the third sedan chair. Wei Tianpeng jumped off his horse and followed Soul Searcher and Liu Fen into the tent. The black eagle feathers on the tent swayed in the wind, as if announcing the ominous meaning it symbolized to people. Disease, disaster, death! But Xiao Fang doesn't care about these things, he doesn't care about diseases, disasters, or death. He only cares about one thing. ——Is there anyone in the third sedan chair? If there is someone, why didn't they come out? If there is no one, why did they bring an empty sedan chair? Bu Ying was still sitting upright, with no expression on his pale face. Wei Tianpeng sneered. "Boss Bu's airs are really not small." "You're wrong." Liu Fen was also laughing: "Now I have seen that he is not really arrogant." Her voice suddenly changed, becoming as gentle and charming as a girl: "He didn't stand up to greet us, it's just because he was injured, how can we blame him?" Bu Ying actually admitted. "Not only was I hurt, I was hurt badly." "But you don't have to be too uncomfortable." Liu Fenfen's voice was more gentle: "It seems that there is no other person who can save his life under Dugu's sword except you." "I don't feel bad at all." Bu Ying said, "Because I know that Dugu may not be feeling very well now." Liu Fenfen actually agreed: "So your battle can't be regarded as your defeat, so Boss Bu is still undefeated!" She continued softly: "At least until now, I haven't been defeated, not even once." Soul Searcher asked coldly: "What about next time?" "He won't lose next time." Liu Fen said with a chuckle, "Because if he refuses to agree to our request this time, there won't be a next time." Bu Ying asked, "What do you want?" "What I want is three hundred thousand taels of gold and one person." "You have already sent people to search, you should already know that the gold is not here." Wei Tianpeng sneered again: "Where is it not here? I'm afraid no one will know except you." "Oh?" "We have searched this area completely." Wei Tianpeng said: "Except for you, no one else can steal that batch of gold from Iron Wing, so even if the gold is not in the batch you want to take away, It must have been hidden by you." Liu Fen sighed, and said softly, "He will never admit it when you say it like that." Wei Tianpeng said: "Do you have a way to make him admit it?" Liu Fen said: "There is usually only one way to solve this kind of thing. Although this way is very vulgar, it is the oldest and most effective one." Her voice suddenly changed again, becoming sharp and cold: "The winner is stronger, and the loser suffers. If they lose to us, even if the gold was not robbed by them, they will have to find other ways to get the three Hand over one hundred thousand gold." Soul Searcher sneered and said, "This method sounds very good. It doesn't seem difficult to ask Boss Bu to hand over 300,000 gold." Liu Fen said: "I guarantee that he will be able to hand it over." Wei Tianpeng said: "But we didn't want to hurt innocent people too much, so we only came three people." Sou Hun hand said: "We will bet on the three hundred thousand gold and that person for three rounds of betting." Wei Tianpeng: "As long as you can defeat all three of us, we will never ask about this matter again." Souhun said: "No matter who the opponent you are looking for, Xiaofang will always be mine." Xiao Fang finally turned around. At that moment just now, several times he wanted to rush over to see if there was anyone in that sedan chair?See if Bowa is in the sedan chair? He held back several times. So what if you see it?What can be proved?change what? He turned to face the soul searcher: "I am Xiao Fang, the person you are looking for, do you want to make a move now?" The Soul Searcher didn't open his mouth, but Bu Ying answered for him: "He doesn't want to." Bu Ying said: "He doesn't really want to find you as an opponent at all, because he also knows that within ten moves, you can kill him Assassinated by the sword." Xiao Fang said: "But he obviously found me." Bu Ying said: "That's just their strategy." Xiao Fang doesn't understand. "Strategy? What strategy?" "I was injured. Panchapana is a Tibetan. They always think that there are no real masters among Tibetans." Bu Ying continued: "The only person they are really wary of is you, so they want the soul searcher to choose you as their opponent first, because his martial arts are the weakest, and the weakest person is against the strongest person. In the next two rounds, they will definitely win!" This is the strategy of the strategists in the Spring and Autumn Period, as long as it is used properly, it is usually very effective. Bu Ying suddenly sneered again! "It's a pity that their strategy is wrong this time." Wei Tianpeng couldn't help asking: "Where is the mistake?" "The fault is that you didn't see who is the real master here." "There are still experts here?" "There is one more." Bu Ying said: "As long as he wants, he can take your knife, break your bow and arrow at any time, slap you seven or eight times, and kick you out!" Wei Tianpeng laughed, laughing loudly. Bu Ying said: "You don't believe it?" Wei Tianpeng said: "How dare I not believe Boss Bu's words, but not only have I never seen such a person as Boss Bu said, I have never even heard of him." Bu Ying said: "Now that you have heard it, do you want to meet him?" Wei Tianpeng said: "I really want to." Bu Ying said: "Then you might as well draw your sword quickly, as soon as you draw your sword, you can see it." Wei Tianpeng didn't draw his sword. He has a sword at his waist, the famous ghost-slaying sword in the world. His hand was already on the handle of the knife. His posture of drawing the sword is impeccable, and the movement of drawing the sword is also correct and quick, few people in the world can match it. As soon as he pulled out his knife, blood was bound to be seen. But he didn't draw the knife. In the tent, apart from the three of them, Xiao Fang, Bu Ying, and Ban Chabana, there were only two old gentlemen. Yan Zhenggang was rigid and upright, without the aura and murderous aura of a martial arts master at all. Old Master Song seems to be just an old pedant with dim eyesight and old age. Neither of these men looked like masters at all. Who else but them? Wei Tianpeng couldn't see it, so he didn't draw his sword. In his life, he had never done anything unsure. Liu Fenfen suddenly sighed, and said softly: "Boss Bu should also know him well. It is not easy for him to draw his sword. I am different. It is easy for me to do it." A sweet smile appeared on her girlish face again: "Would it be the same if I shot?" Bu Ying's answer was clear: "Exactly the same." Liu Fenfen smiled: "That's great." There were two wooden tables and several cushions sewn from animal skins in the tent. Liu Fenfen sat down slowly, put the yellow cloth bundle in his hand on the table, and untied the bundle with his green hand. knot. She was ready to make a move, and there was no doubt that her murderous weapon was in her baggage, a murderous weapon that definitely did not belong to her "human" half! A killing weapon that is close to the "demon"! The baggage has been untied, and there are only thirteen pieces of iron objects shining with dim yellow light in the baggage.Each piece is oddly shaped, some looking like rings and pumps, others like knuckles.