The Governor is Sick

As soon as the battle broke out, the soldiers took the lead and ran across the gap around the four fans and rushed up the cliff.

Xia Houyi yelled: "Jingtie gives me! Follow me!"

Shen Xun had no time to hesitate and passed by with Xia Hou Xun. Jing Tie and Xia Hou Xie's yan yan knives rose into the air at the same time. The moment they were dislocated, they completed the exchange of weapons.

Jing Tie fell into Xia Houyi's palm, and the cold knife handle and knife blade stimulated his nerves. He hasn't met this knife for a long time. At this moment, he reunites with his old friend. The moment he slowly tightens his palm, he seems to feel it. Shen Xiong's heartbeat.

The enemies roared in their ears, and the crowd was rushing. Xia Houyu had a static iron in his right hand, a short knife in his left hand, and squatted slightly. Then the tiger jumped up and cut straight into the battlefield. The sound of flesh-tearing was endless, and the bones were broken crisply under the blade of static iron like a reed rod. The static iron is very different from ordinary knives. It is repeatedly forged with Western Regions iron, and ordinary pig iron looks like a fragile bamboo strip in front of it. There is no need to swiftly cut the sword, nor does it need strong power, Jingtie can cut off the opponent's sword. Xia Houyi still remembers when he turned Jingtie into his hands and said, "This sword is so energetic that it can destroy all ways."

Xia Houyu, who had a static iron, was unstoppable, and Wuzhe's enemies were quickly rushed out of a hole. In the flesh and blood splashing, Xia Houyu waved his knife progressively, cut off the two people's wild goose knives at the same time, and then severed their necks with two-handed knives. He spins up and weaves the sky and knives around him. Shen Ye does n’t even need to wave his sword. All the enemies are smashed in the moment when he meets Xia Houyi. He just needs to closely follow Xia Houyi and destroy him. Drop the missing fish under his knife.

Xu Ruoyu frowned, Shen Ye and Xia Hou killed more and more people, and they were fewer and fewer. Xu Ruoyu no longer hesitated, slashing his sword into the war situation, flashing the crowd, facing Shen Shen. Shen Yan's eyes were cold, and Yan Yan's knife in his hand brought out the cold arc, and drew from the bottom up.

Galan knife · Yan oblique.

That was the sword that Xia Houyi taught him many years ago.

This knife will make Xu Ruoyu open his stomach, but he didn't dodge, but rushed forward. Shen Ye quickly knew why. Yan Yandao was shocked when he hit his chest and abdomen. A layer of chain mail was worn under his clothes. Shen Huan didn't panic, quickly evaded sideways, intending to dodge Xu Ruoyu's head.

However, a dark streamer flashed on the side of Xu Ruoyu's knee. He fluttered in the air, and then fell down severely. The white stubble on his knee was exposed at the moment of the fall, and he was quiet when he was vacated. Iron cut his legs.

"Hey, your enemy is me." Xia Houxi smiled fiercely, exasperated.

He had to make up for the knife, and the rest of the rushed over to block Xia Houyu. Several soldiers dragged Xu Ruoyu out, and there were zigzag blood on the ground.

"Don't let him run away!" Shen Yan shouted while waving his knife.

But it was too late, and the crowd drowned them again. The soldiers dragged Xu Ruoyu farther and farther. Xia Houyu tried to wipe out the dregs in front of him, took out his crossbow and fired a few arrows, but they did not hit, they have fled the range. Looking back, several more people got tangled with Shen. It was probably because of an injury to his hand that Shen Yi made the knife much slower. Xia Houyi ran over, and the swallow generally rolled over the top of Shen's head, and his knees collapsed when he landed Two soldiers pierced their heads with two swords.

In the last few people, seeing that they couldn't deal with Xia Houzhen and Shen Qiao, they all ran away. Wrecked limbs, fallen leaves and weeds soaked in blood. Both of them were almost exhausted, especially Xia Houyi, killing all the way, his hands were shaking. The two men left the battlefield with each other and found a not too steep **** leading directly to the cliff. Weeds grow under the cliff, and the shrubs are so tall that you can cover your head by squatting down. They found a place to rest, with cliff stone carvings on their heads, and a few dozen steps forward was the source of water.

Without elaborating, the gang was unable to find it for a while.

The string that had been stretched for a long time in his head was finally loose, Shen Chen suddenly slumped, his hands and feet were weak, and his head was even more dizzy. He felt that his illness was a little more serious. But he still supports

Slowly, he sat down slowly, looked for a rock, leaned his eyes on Xia Houyu, the guy's blood was almost invisible, and he was lying on the ground and panting.

"You're resting." Xia Houyun was breathing enough, went to the lake to fetch water, washed his face and hands by the way, came back and leaned on Shen Yan, and handed him the water bladder. Drink it. "

The pool of water soaked Shen's prepared body, although it was living water, still felt a little sick.

Shen Xie hesitated for a long while, until Xia Hou shouted, "Hate me?"

Shen Yan shook his head, took a drink, and the cold pond water flowed through the cavity, freezing him to a shock. Xia Houyu returned to the water, and grunted and filled half a bag.

"Why don't you jump off the cliff with me?" Shen frowned, "I had already arranged it, and I could get away with a fake death."

"Your plan is to jump off the cliff?" Xia Hou raised his eyebrows. "Do you know how cold the lake in the mountain is? You jumped down, soaked, without clothes to change, and blowing the mountain breeze. You can survive well, Xia Hou 潋Write the three words upside down. "

"..." Shen Yun was silent for a while, don't overdo it, "it won't matter."

Xia Houzhen twisted his head and looked at Shen Chen, pale face, paper-like human, his mouth was white, and a little bit red, like a faded begonia flower. He held his head down, his expression awkward, not very energetic. Xia Houyi looked at him for a long time, and suddenly he came over, Shen Ye was startled, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Don't move." Xia Houxi whispered, and he pressed Shen Qian's shoulders with both hands, leaning his forehead over, and pressed Shen Qian's forehead.

Shen Ye was a little dreadful. Xia Houyi had never been so active, and they had never been so close. Even if they sleep together, they won't be together. He was too close, the breath unique to him shrouded Shen, with a **** smell, wild like a wild animal.

Xia Houyi's lips were close at hand, and Shen Yi could feel his steady breathing. His head cleared a lot, his eyes narrowed, and he reached up to Xia Hou's waist and grabbed his leather belt.

The lady is on the side, the heart is awe-inspiring.

"Ama ..."

Xia Houyi released him, and said, "This is all right, and Ya is sick without jumping." He stood up, untied his belt, torn a piece of cloth from the clean obscene clothes, and went to the pond. Soak, and apply it on Shen Yong's forehead.

This was how Shen Yan reacted. It turned out that this guy was just trying the temperature of his forehead.

"Give you patience, don't you know what you are? You are as weak as a chicken." Xia Houyi complained, and put his head on his shoulder. "Have a break when you hold tight, and find a way down the mountain for a while."

Weak like a chick ...

No one has ever said that to him. Shen Yan wanted to refute, but he didn't even have the strength to speak. He barely shouted, "You're a chick. Don't think about it, the mountain has been blocked early and can't go down."

Xia Houyi glanced at him and said, "Did you know?"

"what do you know?"

"I know someone is going to deal with you. I know today is a killing game." Xiahou paused and asked, "Situ said to me that the day after tomorrow was Jin Xiang, did you let him say that?"

Shen shuddered, agreed, closed his eyes and rested quietly. Xia Houyu didn't speak any more. He didn't let him lean back. He noticed something, raised his head and stunned Xia Houyu.

Xia Hou frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. The grease on the eyes was washed away, exposing the thin scar. He has sharp eyebrows, and he is very suffocated when he kills, like the evil ghost Shura, but his nature is soft, he quietly stretches his eyes, stretches out and is restrained, but when he frowns, he always feels lonely and indifferent, as if A tombstone was crushed in my heart.

Suddenly, Shen Yun was a little confused about his temper. He always stayed with him when he stayed with him, laughing and joking. Shen Yun had never seen him look so serious.

Shouldn't it be angry?

Shen Yun thought for a while and said, "You will only distract me when you come."

"Do you think I will hold you back? Master." Xia Houyi asked.

"I do not mean that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Xiahou Hou," Shen said, feeling distraught and pressing his temper, "Your mother has gone to great lengths to prepare you a house, prepare your identity, and let you live a plain life. You just have to stay at home with these things It's my business and you don't need to worry about it. "

Shen Huan wanted to say something more. Xiahou Huan turned around, pulled his shoulders, and stared into his eyes. He stopped and looked at Xia Houyi, his dark eyes, and the iron-like perseverance inside.

"I know what you think. You want to protect me and keep me out of danger, right?"

Shen Min shook his fist, looking away, um.

"But I don't need it."

Shen Ye stared at him, "You!"

Xia Houzhen raised his finger and sealed Shen Chan's mouth. "Listen to me." He continued, "How can a master be involved in danger and a subordinate sleep at home? Master, protect me, do not want me to be a pioneer. You charge, I understand. But at least, let me fight alongside you. "

Shen Chen froze and frowned, "I have my own business, I don't need you."

He had figured out how to go step by step, and he knew what to do. Before he came, he made people understand every stone and every leaf in the mountain field. The map was printed in his mind, and he could not go wrong. The only thing he didn't expect was that he would get sick, but it didn't bother him. He knew the herbs and he could take care of himself.

From the deep palace to the former dynasty, this has always been the case, and he has become accustomed to it.

"Really?" Xia Houyi didn't believe. "Xu Ruoyu is a traitor. Doesn't it matter that guy pretends to be the King of Fu?"

"No."

"Really?"

Shen Yun was silent for a while, and was rather unhappy: "Fake."

"..." Xia Houyi clenched Shen's shoulders, his palms were hot, and came across the cloth, burning like two fires on his shoulders.

"Master," Xia Houyi said, "I used to be the knife of Galan. I was involuntary. Now I am your willingness to be your knife. So tell me who your enemy is. It is Wan Bohai. Someone else, "his eyes gradually became sharper, like a dagger," I'll kill him! "