Chapter 8: Departure

Zhou Yan had already prepared himself mentally to be torn into pieces by monsters, and he secretly made up his mind that even if he was torn into pieces, he would chop a few more monsters to make up for his investment. However, he did not expect that someone else would come.

He suddenly remembered what Li Zhiwei said, that there were two reinforcements.

I thought of the talisman she gave me.

"Two reinforcements?"

"That little girl, could it be that she had already guessed this possibility and gave me the talisman..."

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief as he thought about this. With this sigh of relief, the strength and last emotions that had just surged up all dissipated, and fatigue and pain came over him like waves.

The first effort is powerful, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted.

I can never muster that energy again.

The man had an untidy beard and bloodshot eyes, and he smelled of blood, as if he had been fighting all the time before this. The black mountain-patterned armor on his body looked majestic, but it could be seen that there was a hideous gap on the front.

It seemed as if he was hit head-on by a heavy sword.

The monsters were frightened by this man and their reactions became slow. The knife in the man's hand shook and he continued to move, cutting the monsters' heads horizontally, then vertically, splitting a monster's head in half, and then pulling it back.

Using it like a saw, the monster died miserably.

The sword was retracted, and there were fine cuts on the blade, stained with blood, giving off a fierce and murderous feeling.

After the man protected Zhou Yan with his knife, he asked, "You are still alive, are there any civilians inside?"

Zhou Yan said: "I didn't see it when I escaped."

"Yeah?"

"Then rescue you first, hold on to me."

The man waved his sword to protect Zhou Yan, and just like Pei Xuanbao at that time, he retreated without hesitation. All the monsters blocking the retreat path had almost no room for resistance in front of the sword, and were all killed.

His sword skills were powerful, with strong lethality and slashing movements.

But as they retreated, a voice rang out.

"In the market, people come and go, and trade fairly."

"Customers are welcome to come to my place to do business, but killing my market clerk and wanting to just walk away like that, isn't that a bit too arrogant?"

The sound was dull and distant at first, but then it got closer and louder, and finally it was almost like thunder, exploding right next to Zhou Yan's ears, making his head hurt and his vision go black.

Wow——

The man who was protecting him turned around, slid forward on the ground with his combat boots, and stomped his right foot suddenly downwards. A series of fine and continuous cracking sounds suddenly exploded, and then the cracks in the earth spread towards the village.

Sharp earth spikes exploded from the cracks and spread out densely in front of them. The little demons that failed to dodge in time were pierced. The man stood still, turned around, and slashed with the sword in his hand.

The horizontal sword was wrapped in a black aura, and the earth spikes rising in front suddenly burst apart.

boom!!!

The tiny fragments of earth spikes, mixed with a brown energy, were wrapped up in the momentum of the blade and transformed into a blade light at least three feet long, slashing towards the direction where the sound came from.

The monsters in front screamed and shouted as they tried to avoid this move.

When Zhou Yan heard the man's panting, he knew that this sword attack had caused him great damage. The monster in front of him dodged, the ground cracked, and the wind pressure in front of the sword dissipated.

A white and slender hand with red nails gently pressed on the blade, and then exerted force.

The powerful blade light was shattered.

The flowing silk ribbons swayed slightly, a snow-white foot stepped in the air, then the other foot, a very graceful beauty walked in the air, holding a lady's fan in her hand, waving it slowly: "Sir, you are so angry."

"The general just now wasn't as angry as you."

"I thought I was just collecting some meat, but I didn't expect it to cause such a big trouble."

Zhou Yan's eyes were slightly startled, and the jade book in his consciousness did not move. He did not get anything related to this monster, and the jade book did not react. However, when he saw the woman, Zhou Yan's body felt an instinctive fear.

This woman is undoubtedly stronger than this reinforcement.

No wonder Pei Xuanbao can run so fast.

The woman looked at Zhou Yan and said with a smile, "What a handsome young man."

"I wonder how much it's worth."

He stretched out his hand to hook Zhou Yan's chin, but was forced away by the blade of the sword.

The man who was protecting Zhou Yan held his sword horizontally and said, "People are not your 'goods', Master Qingming."

The head of Qingmingfang smiled and said, "So there is someone who knows my name."

"Oh? This outfit..."

The Qingming Fangzhu looked at the man and said lazily, "Since you know my name, you also know that the rules here are to fight to the death, but there is no point in that. If you want to take him away, it's easy. You just need to give me a price."

The man pressed forward with his sword, and instinctively said in a cold voice:

"I'm not in the habit of making deals with evildoers."

Qing Ming Fangzhu smiled and said, "I can see that you are brave and not afraid of death, but you have this awareness, so what about the child behind you?"

"You clearly knew that this was my dojo, yet you still barged in with such a serious injury."

"You are risking your life just to save the people."

The man looked back at Zhou Yan and saw that he was exhausted. Zhou Yan also saw his face and saw that it was full of fatigue after the battle. It seemed that he had not rested for a long time, but it was more of a mental fatigue.

The man's face was cold and hard, and he finally said, "...What do you want?"

The Qingming Fangzhu said slowly:

"You have one arm, one eye, and a lot of archery skills."

"You know my name, so you should know my practice. This place values ​​fair trade."

Zhou Yan saw the man staring at Qingming Fangzhu, and then said, "Okay."

He stuck his knife into the ground, then turned around, his cloak fluttering. He stretched out his other hand to cover Zhou Yan's eyes, and said softly: "It is a great monster that has achieved success in cultivation. In its market, everyone follows the principle of trade."

"Don't be afraid."

Zhou Yan felt the man's body groan, and then warm blood fell on his face, slowly flowing down. The smell of rust filled his nose, and Zhou Yan's pupils contracted. Then he heard the man's voice, "It's okay."

The Qingming Fangzhu smiled slightly and said, "...Okay, let's go."

Zhou Yan realized what was happening. He wanted to open his eyes, but the man gently covered them and whispered, "Don't look. Go."

He was still very strong. Not to mention that Zhou Yan was already exhausted, even if he was still healthy, he could not resist his strength and was taken outside.

The two men, one big and one small, walked out like this.

The monsters did not stop them and let them leave.

A young man walked out leisurely from the group of monsters and said:

"The abbot didn't kill them?"

The beautiful woman's body swayed, and then her whole body emitted a fluorescent light. Boom, the earth was shaking, and then the entire ground cracked, and a giant beast slowly stood up.

Even so, most of the body is underneath, with less than one-tenth exposed above the ground.

That Zhuangzi is on the scales on the neck of this giant beast.

Behind the village, there were vaguely visible endless buildings, hidden by a layer of dark clouds. The giant beast looked majestic, and behind the beauty there was a flesh tube extending to the beast.

This beautiful woman, whose every frown and smile is extremely beautiful, is actually just an organ of this giant beast.

The young man was also looking at this giant beast.

This is the great demon, [Qingming Fangzhu].

But the owner still spoke in the identity of the beauty, and did not say that she felt strange just now, but just said lazily: "What I value is fairness. They paid the price, so let them go."

"Besides, that man...it would be troublesome if we killed him."

trouble?

Zhu Zicheng, the godson of Third Aunt Zhiniang, raised his eyebrows.

"Speaking of this man, he is actually willing to pay such a price for a stranger?!"

Qing Ming Fangzhu said: "It is probably because you have made the biggest mistake in your life. When you give up on yourself, you can only do some good things to keep your mind from collapsing and comfort yourself."

"People are always like this."

"As for what's wrong."

The Qingming Fangzhu stretched out his hand and waved. Next to the arm that fell there, there was a waist badge, which was covered with a layer of green light and flew to the palm of the Qingming Fangzhu. He looked at the waist badge with solemn eyes.

Then he threw the badge into the young man's hand and said, "Look for yourself."

Zhu Zicheng didn't care at first, but after taking a look, his expression suddenly changed:

"What?!"

"He, they..."

He slowly raised his head and said, "I thought it was just a random soldier, but... weren't they almost wiped out in the north of Xiangji Temple?! Could it be a mistake?"

The Qingming Fangzhu said calmly: "He is from Chang'an."

The badge was very simple and ancient, with the characters [Anren Army Shen Cangming] written in large letters on one side.

On the other side is a majestic word.

[Tang Dynasty]

Zhu Zicheng said: "The Anren Army, the border army stationed at the border of the Tang Dynasty? It seems that a group of the last Anren Army were also swept into the An Lushan Rebellion. They thought they were saving the Tang Dynasty, but they fought a bloody battle with the Tang Dynasty's central army."

The Qingming Fangzhu said lazily:

"You mean, the Tang Central Army mixed with a small part of the Western Regions and Huihe troops?"

Zhu Zicheng just said: "He is Anrenjun."

"From Chang'an."

"Did he really survive on the battlefield north of Xiangji Temple?"

Zhu Zicheng repeatedly confirmed the badge:

"He is the cavalry commander of the Anren Army."

"The Central Plains frontier troops have been fighting against the Tibetan cavalry for 38 years without retreating."

The Qingming Fangzhu picked up his waist card and whispered:

"The last elite troops of the Tang Dynasty?"

She loosened her waist badge, and the bronze waist badge fell downwards and landed on the ground of the demon tribe's market. With a slight sound, the word "Tang" fell into a pool of blood and dirt, causing ripples to spread out in circles.

[In the Gengzi year, all the armies set out; in the Renyin year, they arrived at the west of Chang'an City and camped to the east of the Lishui River, north of Xiangji Temple. Li Siye was the vanguard, Guo Ziyi was the center, and Wang Sili was the rear. There were 100,000 bandits, camped to the north...]

[From noon to dusk, 60,000 heads were beheaded, and the bandits were routed.]

——————"Zizhi Tongjian·Tang Ji·Thirty-six"