" Hululu…" Horses neighed.
Outside the Yang Residence, there were carriages carrying the Yang Family members. The barbaric behavior of the Xixia people angered the people nearby. One by one, the filial citizens held wooden sticks, carrying poles, kitchen knives... They surrounded the Xixia people in three layers, not allowing them to leave.
" Wahhh…" The Xixia warrior raised his shiny long sword and pointed it at the people. Once Helian Yinshu gave the order, the massacre would begin.
"Fellow villagers, I, Murong Ying, appreciate your kindness!”At this moment, a white-haired old lady walked out. Her old face was still full of heroic spirit. She bowed to the citizens of Dai Province and said,"The Xixia people are strong in martial arts. You are no match for them. If you clash with them, it will only delay them for a while! Please spread out, save some useful bodies, and wait for the soldiers to arrive before rescuing the Yang family…I'm counting on you!”
" Grandma Yang, we will listen to you..." The people wiped their tears and shouted, consciously making way for her.
"Old Madam, please!" Helian Yinshu was very satisfied with Murong Ying's performance and invited her to the carriage with a smile.
" Humph…" The old lady snorted coldly. She didn't appreciate it at all and got into the car.
The first group of carriages carried Monk Zhi Guang, Tan Gong, Tan Po, and the other martial artists, as well as some Yang family male servants. There were a total of four large carriages, and they headed southwest under the escort of a group of Xixia people.?
Not long after, four carriages formed a team, a total of sixteen carriages, each heading west on a different path.
Half a day later.
"Go…" By the time the border troops of Yanmen Pass arrived to rescue them, the Yang Mansion was already empty. The garrison immediately sent troops, 800 li in an urgent manner, to send a letter to the Song army on Yan 'an Road (around Yan' an, Shaanxi Province), asking them to intercept.
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Qiao Feng had been out of Luoyang for two days. Beside him was Dai Dacheng, followed by Mu Yiyi and Wang Ruoshui. He galloped all the way north to Taiyuan. Just as they arrived at Mengzhou (Jiyuan), a fast horse galloped over from the north.
"Reporting to Branch Leader Dai, the Xixia people have gone to Daizhou. They are escorting General Yang Wenguang's entire family and are heading towards Xixia in five different directions!”The man on the horse cupped his hands and shouted, his face covered in dust and sweat.
"Brother Qiao, what should we do?" After Dai Dacheng heard this, he couldn't make up his mind and asked Qiao Feng.
"We will go northwest, pass by Ping Yang Prefecture (Linfeng), and head straight for Shaanxi West Road to intercept them!”Qiao Feng recalled the map that Madam Wang had shown him. He pondered for a moment and said calmly,"Let the brothers of the Daxin branch head to Shaanxi West Road together. If they encounter the Xixia people, immediately follow them and mark them along the way!”
" Alright…" Dai Dacheng replied. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and wrote several orders with a pen. Then, he stamped his seal and handed it to the messenger.
" Go…" The Beggar's Sect messenger left. Qiao Feng and the rest stopped heading north and changed their direction to chase after Ping Yang.
Seven days later, the group arrived at Ping Yang Ci Zhou (Ji County). Along the way, they had to eat and sleep in the open. Dai Dacheng and Mu Yiyi were both exhausted. Qiao Feng and Wang Ruoshui were in high spirits. Once the two of them rested at night, they would continue to play. Wang Ruoshui drank enough Yang Water and became more and more awake day by day. Her jade was very close to the second level of the Mystic Grade. Qiao Feng was so happy that he kept feeding her until she fainted.
Mu Yiyi revealed a resentful look and kept looking at Qiao Feng. After a while, she looked at Wang Ruoshui, who was getting more and more beautiful, and was extremely envious. Dai Dacheng was even more depressed as he looked ahead with his red eyes.
"Eh? Brother Qiao, there's a Beggar's Sect tracking mark here!”Dai Dacheng pointed at a picture of a broken bowl on the wall of a residential house. The broken bowl looked like a tool used by beggars to beg for food. There was a big gap facing northwest.
"Chase!" Qiao Feng took out the parts of the Green Dragon Saber from his backpack and twisted them one by one until they were about 1.8 meters long. Then, he held them in his hand with ease and said to Dai Dacheng.
The four of them rode their horses and chased after them. There were more and more Beggar's Sect markings in front of them. The Xixia people were not far away.
An hour later, near Di City at the foot of Ren Zu Mountain. A group of Xixia people had just eaten and drunk their fill. Not long after they drove out of the city, they were blocked by Qiao Feng.
"Who are you? Please make way!”A bald warrior who could speak Chinese saw Qiao Feng blocking in front of him like a demon god and was frightened by his aura. He cupped his fists politely and said.
"Someone who wants your lives!" Qiao Feng rode over and roared. The Green Dragon Saber was like a flash of lightning, charging towards the Xixia people.
" Ah…" Screams rose and fell. How could a team of over twenty Xixia warriors stop Qiao Feng? After he broke through the Xixia troops like a tank, the bald man who had spoken just now fell off his horse and split into two halves. His intestines flowed all over the ground.
" Wahhh…" The Xixia people were fearless. The remaining ten or so people had ferocious expressions on their faces. They held weapons in their hands and attacked Qiao Feng.
"Huff huff!" The Green Dragon Saber was like a whirlwind as Qiao Feng waved it at high speed. The sound of air being torn apart could be heard continuously.
Over ten Xixia people were injured and killed when they touched them. After a while, a few more died.
" Bllll After exchanging a few words, they galloped away.
Qiao Feng looked around, not knowing which direction to chase.
"King, you're amazing!" Wang Ruoshui cheered as she ran over. Her breasts were getting bigger and bigger, swaying back and forth. It was very eye-catching.
"Kacha!" Qiao Feng glared at the little girl and swallowed his saliva. He turned his horse around and walked to the side of the carriage, slashing open the door.
"Amitabha Buddha!" A middle-aged monk put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha as he walked out, his body swaying.
"Old man, we are saved!" Then, an old cheer sounded, like a virgin girl acting coquettishly, so sweet that it made one's heart go numb. A tall, strong, white-haired old woman followed the voice. Her wrinkled face was smiling like a flower as she tried her best to walk out. He carefully supported the little old man, who was covered in whip marks, and stepped out of the car. The two of them leaned against each other as if they had just crossed the Taihang Mountains. They were so tired that they were panting.
Qiao Feng took out a knife and opened the back door. Cheers filled the four carriages.
"We're finally saved! " Damn Western Xia barbarians…" One by one, the burly men stuck their heads out of the carriage and cursed loudly.
"I'm Qiao Feng from Beggar's Sect. I heard that the Yang family was in trouble, so I chased after them! I wonder which one of you is from the Yang family, and where are the others?”Qiao Feng dismounted from his horse and cupped his hands to greet everyone.
"My name is Yang Zhegang. I have been a blacksmith of the Yang family for generations. Thank you, hero, for saving my life!" A dark-skinned man in his 20s with two frighteningly large arms said to Qiao Feng with a pale face. As soon as he finished speaking, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, panting heavily.
"My master, little master, and great-great-grandmother are all in another convoy. After we set off, we couldn't see which direction they were in. Hero, please try to save them! I don't have any other abilities, but I think I'm good at fighting. If you save my master, I'm willing to serve you for the rest of my life!”Yang Zhetie knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Qiao Feng.
"Brother Yang, please rise! The Yang family has been loyal for generations. If I still have one breath left, I will save the Yang family and not let them fall into the hands of the Xixia people!”Qiao Feng quickly helped Yang Zhetie up and said firmly.
" Good man. Everyone in Beggar's Sect is indeed chivalrous. This Qiao Feng is a hero…" The Shanxi heroes who were watching from the side applauded. It was just that his voice was weak, and it made one's heart ache.
"Are you all poisoned?" Qiao Feng sized up everyone. None of them had weak physiques, but they could not even stand steadily. Their faces and bodies were dirty, and he could not help but ask in puzzlement.
"Amitabha Buddha! Donor Qiao, I accidentally heard from the Xixia people that we were hit by the Sad Breeze." This medicine was colorless and odorless. After taking it, one would cry and snot non-stop. No matter how high one's internal strength was, their entire body would be sore and powerless!”Master Zhi Guang put his palms together and replied.
" Sad Breeze..." Qiao Feng felt that this name was very familiar and tried hard to recall it. After a while, he patted his head and thought,""Isn't this Western Xia Class One Hall's unique poison? They seem to have the antidote…"
He quickly walked toward the dead Xixia people and searched their bodies. He took out a mess of things on the ground.
"No!" Qiao Feng thought to himself. His face was filled with anxiety. Looking around, only the Xixia people that he had cut in half had not been searched.
Qiao Feng frowned and carefully searched his body. It was unknown what the Xixia man had eaten, but his internal organs emitted a foul stench. If he had known this would happen, Qiao Feng would never have cut him into this state.
"This is it!" After a while, he took out a bottle from the bloody corpse. He opened the lid and smelled it. The stench was even worse than that of the Xixia people. It almost killed Qiao Feng. He immediately closed the bottle and turned his head to say happily.
"Everyone! He had the antidote, but the smell was a little unpleasant! However, it's good to smell it!" Qiao Feng said to everyone with a smile.
"We're men of indomitable spirit. We're not afraid of death. So what if we stink! "Thank you, Hero Qiao. You've shown us kindness twice. If you show up in Shanxi, we'll sweep it down and wait for you…" The heroes said one after another.
"Alright, everyone, smell it one by one!”Qiao Feng handed the bottle to Master Zhiguang.
"Amitabha Buddha! [Form is also emptiness, emptiness is also form…My Dharma is still not profound enough, so I still can't pass this stench…This is too smelly!]”Monk Zhi Kong opened it and took a whiff. A stench rushed straight to his head, and his stomach churned. He immediately closed it and handed it to Master Tan. He muttered to himself and vomited to the side.
"Old monk, I'm the one who lasted longer!”After Tan Gong finished smelling it, his face turned red. He held on for a second longer than Monk Zhi Guang. Then, he jumped far away as fast as the wind. He spat and laughed."Ah Hui! I'm fine. Damn Xixia barbarians, I'm so miserable.”
After he finished speaking, he took off his clothes. Blood stains covered his thin body. Some of the whip marks were so deep that rotten meat hung on them. In this hot weather, maggots grew.
The skinny old man gritted his teeth and picked up a large knife from the ground. The knife's light danced, and the rotten meat was cut clean. Instantly, the wound became flat and blood flowed down his chest and back.
"Senior, do you need my help?" Qiao Feng asked as he felt a chill run down his spine. The little old man did not heal his wounds one by one, but cut off all the wounds on his body. It was indeed satisfying, but the large wound on his back was covered in blood, making his scalp tingle. Even if it was just that one spot, it was not easy to deal with it with both hands behind his back.
"Hehe, thank you, Young Hero Qiao. I, Duke Tan, heal my wounds quickly and well!”The little old man turned around and smiled. He took out a box of ointment from his pocket with both hands and dug out a large piece with his fingers. His arm suddenly stretched out as if it had no bones. He twisted and twisted as he applied it carefully on the wound on his back.
In a short while, under Qiao Feng's dumbfounded gaze, the little old man applied it all over his body. The blood stopped flowing, and the wound could even be seen slowly scab over.
"Tan Gong, you have good methods. I admire you!”Qiao Feng praised sincerely.
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