Chu Han looked over and saw two boats, one big and one small, rowing down rapidly. One small boat was in front, and the other big boat was behind.
On the small boat, a bearded man was paddling. A little boy was sitting in the cabin, and a girl in coarse clothes was crying on a corpse."Daddy, wake up, wake up…"
Name: Chang Yuchun
[Realm: Late-stage second-rate expert]
[Identity: The only remaining disciple of the Maitreya Sect, a branch of the Ming Cult]
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[Name: Zhou Zhiruo]
[Favorable impression points: 60 (Trust)]
[Identity: Daughter of a boatman]
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A look of surprise flashed across Chu Han's eyes. It seemed that his transmigration had messed up the timeline quite a bit. Zhou Zhiruo was only a boatwoman and had yet to join the Emei Sect.
Chu Han looked around but did not see Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji. He felt pity in his heart.
At the bow of the ship behind them stood four foreign monks. There were also seven or eight Mongolian military officers rowing the boat. The distance between the two ships was getting closer and closer.
Chang Yuchun suddenly turned the boat around and rushed to the riverside.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh…"
The sound of arrows piercing through the air rang out one after another, and they shot toward the small boat like locusts passing through the border.
"Ah!"
The little boy screamed as he was shot in the back by a sharp arrow.
Chang Yuchun hurriedly bent down to check, only to be shot twice in the shoulder and back.
Many military officers and foreign monks jumped onto the boat. Chang Yuchun held the little boy and tried his best to resist.
Zhou Zhiruo was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hid in a corner of the boat and shivered.
"Tartar, stop! Don't hurt anyone!" Chu Han leaped onto the boat and unsheathed his Heavenly Sword. Wherever the sword blade touched, the blade broke and the spear broke, and limbs flew everywhere.
The four Western Region monks were all second-rate experts, and the Mongolian military officers were third-rate experts. Chu Han was like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep. His sword was everywhere, and he was invincible!
In an instant, three or four people had died under his sword.
"Killed Mongolian military officer. Reward: 300 silver taels, 1000 experience.”
"Killed Mongolian military officer. Reward: 300 silver taels, 1000 experience.”
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The sound of notifications rang out one after another, and Chu Han's silver taels and experience points soared.
Zhou Zhiruo stared at Chu Han with her big, pure eyes. When she was at her most helpless, Chu Han descended from the sky like a flying general. He was handsome and elegant, like an immortal.
Zhou Zhiruo instantly felt the softest spot in her heart being touched. Chu Han's handsome figure was imprinted in her heart, and it was indelible.
Chang Yuchun was also shocked by Chu Han's sudden appearance. His favorable impression of him soared, and he almost kowtowed.
The few military officials and monks who were lucky enough to survive retreated in a hurry and shouted,""This is the remnant of Yuan Zhou's Devil Cult, a criminal that the imperial court wants to capture! Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Imperial Court?"
"The people of the world care about the affairs of the world! I don't care what orthodox cult he is. You foreign barbarians occupy my rivers and mountains and bully my people. Everyone has the right to kill you! Die!" Chu Han shouted and slashed with his Heavenly Sword. Soon, he killed all the Mongolian military officers and monks from the Western Regions.
After killing them, Chu Han had obtained a total of 6400 taels of silver and 20000 experience. His experience had reached 100000/128000.
"Brother Chu Han, are you hurt?" Yin Li ran over quickly and asked.”
Chu Han shook his head gently and gave her a reassuring look. He then shifted his gaze to Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo timidly glanced at Chu Han and once again lay on the boatman's corpse, wailing.""Daddy, don't abandon your daughter…"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of how lonely she was and threw herself into Chu Han's arms, crying even harder.
Chu Han comforted her gently, and Zhou Zhiruo's cries gradually became softer. She quickly got up from Chu Han's embrace and apologized. She sat in front of the boatman's corpse and cried alone.
Zhou Zhiruo's favorability towards Chu Han had reached 92 (Worship). However, Chu Han didn't have any other thoughts at the moment. He gestured at Yin Li.
Yin Li took the initiative to sit beside Zhou Zhiruo and comforted her softly.
Chang Yuchun's life was saved by Chu Han, and he was also reminded by Chu Han. His favorability towards Chu Han had increased to 90 (Worship)!
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