Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

"This is it?"

"Yes, yes, this is it."

Zhu Hazi nodded and bowed at Zhang Zhihu.

This product was also slick. As soon as he returned to the barracks, he turned around and sold the Taoist priest and the beard, and brought it to this mountain road, but it was a pity that there were no people here long ago.

He looked around, found some blood-stained arrows, and quickly picked them up and held them in front of Zhang Zhihu.

"General, he was taking arrows from his body when I found the beard. You see, the blood hasn't dried yet!"

"The bloodstain hasn't dried, then the thief must have not gone far."

This one waved his hand with a big tiger.

"Search me!"

"Wait." The veteran next to him really couldn't look down. "Major General, not to mention that Yan Xinglie was from the Imperial Court Town Fusi, but he was also..."

When these words were said, Zhang Zhihu's face was also a little swayed.

"Zhang Lang."

The woman in red who came along with her called out in a low voice, and she handed her eyes like waves to the young general.

"If you are in trouble, let him go..." As he said, he raised his hand to reveal the iron shackles between Hao Wan, "For Zhang Lang, this stubborn iron slave can also stand it."

"Qing Fei." The young general was so moved that tears were about to burst out. He took his little hand and swears: "Don't worry, I will catch that surname Yan and let him hand over the key..."

Seeing in his eyes, the veteran whispered "Fox spirit" quietly. On the other side, the officers and soldiers were on the side of the road, pulling out a few hastily buried dead bodies.

"General, here are the corpses of some brothers."

Zhang Zhihu was overjoyed when he saw it.

"Hateful thief, dare to ruin my soldier's life. Search for me! Dig the ground three feet and find it for me!"

…………

The moon rises at sunset.

The one hundred and tenth person spilled into the barren mountains and forests, but he couldn't produce any flowers. It was just a hundred torches, in twos and threes into the dark night.

"Hey."

The officers and soldiers of Soushan accidentally accompany the tree roots and almost fell out of the torch in their hands.

"Be careful, don't put out the torch," the companion on the side reminded.

"It's good if it's gone."

He got up and went back angrily.

"Just go back to camp and sleep, so I don't need to feed the mosquitoes in the mountains in the middle of the night."

"This is a military order."

"Shit, a military order!" He cursed, because he was indignant, "That white skin showed his courtesy to the woman, but he came to toss his grandfather!"

"Shhh, keep your voice down!"

A Ji Ling from that companion rushed over, covered his mouth, looked around, then whispered: "You don't want your life! Doesn't your mouth shut the door?"

"I'm so scared!" He pulled away from his companion's hand and exclaimed, "As long as we are a few people, we have entered this mountain and spread out. We can't see one of them, let alone that Yan..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped. He pointed to the front blankly, and muttered: "That person is..."

The companion looked in the direction he was pointing.

I saw a tall man standing on the forest trail ahead with a thick beard.

"Yan Xinglie!"

The words also shocked the man on the road, he turned and ran along the mountain road.

The officer took out the whistle in his arms in a panic.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle broke through the dark night.

…………

If you look at this reckless mountain from a height.

You will see that the scattered fire spots gather together in the whistle, and then suddenly turn into a "fire dragon" and meander away.

On the other side, in the camp of the official army, the camp of one hundred and ten people became empty at this time, leaving only the woman in red and his two servants, as well as Zhang Zhihu and a few guards.

The shouts of the chasing team gradually disappeared, and the mountains and forests fell into silence here, only the crackling in the bonfire and the croaking of insects in the forest one after another.

Suddenly.

"Crack."

The sound of dead branches being trampled off can be heard in the black forest.

Several guards who watched the night jumped up.

"Who?"

"Who is where?"

"Those who hide their heads and miss their ends, come out!"

In the messy yelling, the person who came slowly took shape.

But it was two people, staying only at the intersection of light and shadow, they could see the outline, but couldn't see their faces. One is tall and strong, the other is slender and vigorous, it is Yan Xinglie and Li Changan.

Yan Xinglie took a few steps forward, stepped into the flames of light, and said to the tiger holding a hand:

"Little general, the woman behind you is the court offender, can you hand it over to the lower official?"

"fart!"

Unsurprisingly, this boss refused without hesitation, and pointed at the beard, and cursed: "It's clear that you, the bearded thief, got upset when you saw it, and you even pretended to be on official duties and looted the good family!"

"Lexus smokes the heart."

Yan Dabeard shook his head, knowing that the words didn't make sense, and drew out his sword.

"If it's so, don't blame Yanmou for being rude."

"You're welcome?" The Zhang Zhihu heard what the beard said, but suddenly burst into laughter. Indeed, if it is normal, these people are indeed not Yan Dabeard's opponents, even if the opponent is injured, but now... he patted his palm three times, and there was still a smile in his words.

"All come out."

As soon as the voice fell, a rustling sound suddenly sounded in the silent forest, and then one torch after another was lit in the darkness.

Under the torch are all tough and tough warriors.

The big shield was in front and the long soldiers were behind, and they actually surrounded the two faintly.

"The Bearded Thief!"

Zhang Zhihu smiled triumphantly.

"Your little paper-man and paper-horse trick has long been seen through by Concubine Qing."

He looked at the two of them, as if watching two swimming fish thrown into the net, and raised his hand and ordered:

"Take it down."

……………

The veteran was very upset.

It's not because Yan Xinglie's methods are powerful.

It is true that this Yan Xinglie is indeed well-deserved. Although he is heavily surrounded, he can still use the complex terrain in the forest to protect the oil bottle next to him. Although he has added a few new injuries, he is next to him. The Taoist priest was not even touched by the corners of his clothes.

However, under the arrangement of the veteran, the encircled warriors were not in a hurry to make contributions, but firmly held the formation, maintained the encirclement, and gradually compressed the opponent's space for action.

If there is no accident, Yan Dabeard's defeat will only happen sooner or later.

However, this is precisely what the veteran is bored.

This is Yan Xinglie of the Zhenfu Secretary. The capture and killing are all trivial matters, so he is afraid that he will be evil to the court. When Jie Shi was blamed, the little general was at best given a few whips without pain, and he had to take his head back.

But, fortunately, he also kept a hand.

Although the veteran's pocket formation seemed tight, it actually left a hole.

Seeing that the encircling circle is getting smaller, I know it shouldn't be too late.

"Zhu Hazi!" The veteran suddenly shouted, "Stay steady for Lao Tzu."

But he turned his back in the direction of the young general in white robe, and quietly cast a look.

That Zhu Clam understands it heartily.

Suddenly, with a sound of "Ouch", the garlic mixed under his feet fell down, and he also knocked down his companion next to him.

Suddenly, only nine sides were left in the ambush.

However, in the next scene, the veteran almost didn't let the veteran scold his mother.

This fishing net has clearly opened a hole, but the fish will not run to the hole in a daze!

Yan Xinglie dragged the cumbersomeness of the Taoist appearance, but didn't go to the hole in a daze.

The veteran is also not easy to do too obvious, so he only took care of Zhu Clam, who has always been clever in his life, and other people didn't know that he was entangled. Ever since, the mouth was closed by the other samurai in an instant.

This episode didn't make any waves, and other people naturally didn't see anything.

Only the red-clothed woman's eyes flashed, and she suddenly said:

"Unexpectedly, this thief is so powerful, so many people can't match him."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhang Zhihu felt dull on his face.

"Xiao Xiaozhi, what's so amazing."

He turned on his horse.

"Concubine Qing sees how I can take this bearded thief down."

After all, he rode his horse forward a few steps, suddenly opened his bow and pulled the arrow, but the arrow pointed to Li Changan instead of Yan Xinglie.

How he can't recognize until now, this person is Li Changan who has been for him but has three thousand troubles. Since then, his head has been sore and itchy, but he is very careful about appearance. Since then, a helmet has not been removed from his head.

When the enemy met, he was naturally jealous, and he raised his hand with an arrow and shot out with hatred.

On the other side, Yan Xinglie, who was under the heavy encirclement, gradually turned left and right, this sudden cold arrow could not be guarded by him.

The arrow hit Li Changan's vest!