The moonlight was clear, and the eagle could clearly distinguish the face red by the bonfire from a distance of more than ten feet, and the eagle eye technique he practiced could distinguish with the help of the faint light. Fu Ying was originally the commander of the Thousand Cavalry of the Golden Wolf Army, and once accompanied the Wushi Khan to listen to the lecture of the Dharma King's ascension to the altar, when he heard the Dharma King talk about the law of nature, he remembered that the flying eagle over the grassland had enlightenment, and he felt angry on the spot. His Holiness called him a wise root and ordered Master Leha to take him as a disciple, give him the honorable title of Fu Ying, and grant him the Eagle Flying Skill.

Eagle soars in nine days, fast, accurate, ruthless, and Fu Ying's heart is connected, his kung fu into the realm is extremely fast, ten years from refining and refining gas into the realm of refining and refining void, the king said that he is resolute by nature, decisive, can be of great use. A wry smile appeared at the corner of Fu Ying's mouth, he was once a confident and decisive son of heaven, but all this changed when he accompanied Prince Liman to Zheng Guo to seek marriage.

First, he lost to Jiang Anyi in the archery he was proud of in the hunt, and then fled with Tizhu in the royal court, and he was ordered to pursue, but he was not Jiang Anyi's opponent, and Senior Brother Xiong Zhen came to help but died in the hands of Jiang Anyi. Senior Brother Xiong died to cover him, which made Fu Ying's mood dusty, and he had not made any progress in the past ten years, and Master Leha was very disappointed. The Dharma King said that the eagle was self-reliant and could not tolerate his mistakes, and Xiong Zhen's death was too great a blow to the eagle, allowing him to indulge his nature and break the game in the killing.

The Zheng people invaded the grassland, sent the masters of the rivers and lakes to inquire about the intelligence, Fu Ying and his brothers and sisters fought to the death with the Zheng Guo martial arts people, I can't remember how many Zheng Guo martial arts people died under their own claws, and those attendants and walkers in the sect also suffered countless casualties.

The Dharma King asked the Guru, the Venerable Master, and the Venerable One to search for those with spiritual roots in the tribe and accept them as attendants and walkers, and twelve of the eighteen disciples he recruited had died under the sword of the Zheng people.

The color of blood flashed in Fu Ying's eyes, the position of the Ten Venerables was unchanged, after Senior Brother Xiong Zhen died, the vacated position was replaced by the later White Deer Venerable, and in the battle with the people of Zheng Guojianghu, three of the Ten Venerables also fell, and the newly promoted White Deer Venerable also fell last year. Fu Ying sighed silently, the Ten Venerables will always be the Ten Venerables, but I don't know that after the decisive battle with the Zheng people, there are still a few people who are the people of the past.

Fighting between life and death, the heart has already been sharpened, and when Fu Ying found that the skills that had been trapped for many years showed signs of loosening, he was ecstatic, and ran more and more like a mad rush to find Zheng Ren's secret agent to fight, and washed the dust off his heart with Zheng Ren's blood.

Since May, Fu Ying found that the people of Zheng Guojiang and Jiang who poured into the grassland suddenly increased, and there were many masters, he almost died several times, and from time to time there was news that the tribal leader, the captain, and the hundred cavalry commanders were killed, and it seems that the day when the Zheng people invaded the grassland again is not far away.

The saint decided to strike first, and 500,000 light horsemen attacked Zhenbei City, although she did not take Zhenbei City, but she swept away the grassland scum that was soft and crawling at the feet of Zheng Ren, and in the words of the surrendered Zheng people, what is it called "cutting its wings". Fu Ying looked down on the Zheng people surnamed Zhou, this person was the hyena on the grassland, and changed his name to Lizhiya, and dealt with Zheng Ren with great cunning and cruelty.

After a trip to Zheng Guo with Prince Liman, Fuying felt that his eyes were opened, the Central Plains was prosperous and rich in products, no wonder the grassland people of his ancestors regarded the Central Plains as gold everywhere and was an inexhaustible granary. The grassland regarded the Central Plains as a granary, and constantly plundered southward at four o'clock, and the grain, iron tools, tea, and slaves stolen from the Central Plains greatly improved the lives of the desert people.

However, the powerful Central Plains is a nightmare of the grassland, and the current Emperor Zheng is a heroic and strategic hero, who changed the luxury of the previous dynasty during his reign, and was diligent and thrifty, and lightly requisitioned for light labor

Rest with the people's livelihood, strengthen the development of ordnance, and keep the indifferent people out of the customs many times.

After the death of Wushi Khan, the two princes competed for the throne, the steppe tribes centrifuged and departed, and the Zheng people took the opportunity to go north, and almost hit the royal court. Damn Zheng Ren, two cold lights shot out of Fu Ying's eyes, do you really think that our grassland eagle is a pheasant in the grass, this time they must be let go without returning.

Fu Ying quietly got down from the tree and lowered himself to leave. There were twelve Zheng people around the bonfire, and several of them had a long breath, obviously their kung fu was not under them, and the other people were also good at the rivers and lakes, and they attacked themselves only to death.

Three miles away from the bonfire, Fu Ying stood up, argued the direction, and flew towards the southwest, and his two hundred wolf horsemen were stationed thirty miles away, and when the third watch was over, he led people to surround this group of Zheng people, and they were all in one net.

The bonfire gradually dimmed, and Tu Chengyi, who was on duty, threw two pieces of cow dung into the fire, and the flames became bright. Chen Buting, who was on duty with him, handed over the wine bag and said, "Senior Brother Tu, it's cold at night, drink two sips." ”

Tu Chengyi shook his head and said: "If you drink alcohol, you will be sleepy, and your mind will not be clear, so you should not be careless." The experience of the juggling troupe when he was young made Tu Chengyi understand that a little slack in walking the rivers and lakes may lead to death, and he spares his life, so he is cautious.

Chen Buting called the wine stopper and drank two sips, and said: "This time I should be able to remember a great merit when I return to the camp, junior brother, it shouldn't be a problem for you to be promoted to a wrestler, maybe Lord Huang is happy to give a guard, senior brother, I can at least mix a vice-canon history this time, wealth and danger are sought, and I can survive on the grassland, wealth and glory are indispensable." ”

Chen Buting drank a few sips of wine, his body was hot and chattering, and said with a smile: "With Lord Huang taking care of it, and there are nobles behind him, I estimate that the Wind and Thunder Gate will become one of the top ten sects, and then we don't need to look at the face of Luoyimen, and the young master's wife will have to come back obediently." ”

Tu Chengyi was silent, he was clear about what was going on in the door, but he kept a principle, and he never said much, let alone lie. Chen Buting continued: "Senior brother, I estimate that I can mix the history of the seven-grade classics, I don't want to be an errand in the secret guard, when the time comes, I beg the young master, just go to the local area to be a county lieutenant, marry a wife and have children to settle down, let my son study and stop being like Lao Tzu, and work hard to make meritorious contributions." ”

Tu Chengyi suddenly stood up and listened. Chen Buting was startled and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?" Tu Chengyi immediately lay on the ground, his ears were close to the ground, Chen Buting followed and lay down, and sure enough, he felt a slight tremor on the ground, and there was a faint sound of hooves, and the number of horses listening to the sound was in the hundreds.

Without screaming loudly, Tu Chengyi and Chen Buting quickly slapped the tent and called in a low voice: "Hurry up, someone is coming." ”

When everyone got out of the tent, the sound of horses' hooves had come clearly, and Kang Qianfeng said: "At this time, there is no doubt that Mo is riding, go quickly." ”

Everyone hurriedly saddled their horses, beat their horses and galloped southward, and the torches were lit up behind them, and Fu Ying arrived with his pursuers. Seeing that the pursuers were getting closer and closer, and the "whoosh" sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded in his ears, Kang Qianfeng hurriedly said: "Everyone is divided into two roads, Senior Uncle Feng, Senior Brother Tu, Senior Brother Sun, and Senior Brother Rao follow me to the west, and the others follow Senior Brother Chen to the south." ”

Chen Buting secretly scolded in his heart, the young master took the good hand with him, and let himself go south, obviously wanting to make himself a substitute for the dead ghost and attract the attention of the pursuers. But he has no choice, who made Kang Qianfeng the master of the young family, and he didn't say much at the moment, urging

The horse hurried south. There was a cry of pain in his ears, and someone fell off his horse, probably by a stray arrow from the desert soldier.

Fu Ying put away his longbow and saw that the Zheng people in front of him were divided into two groups, and after a little discrimination, he recognized the hosta on Kang Qianfeng's head.

"Hanhacha, you take a hundred horsemen to the south to pursue, and I will chase after those in the west." Fu Ying commanded, and two hundred black wolves rode into two streams, one south and one west, in pursuit.

Fu Ying's figure rose and fell with the horse's back, as one with the horse under the seat, the longbow in his hand did not tremble on the long arm, and his eyes stared at Kang Qianfeng twenty zhang away, looking for an opportunity to make a move. The moonlight was like water, Fu Ying felt a spiritual flow from the bow body through his hands, and then from the edge of his arm to his heart, at this moment he heard the wind gently sliding in his ears, the grass rose and fell with the horse's hooves, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl, the long-lost spiritual sense returned to his body at this moment, and after more than ten years of savings, his skill went straight to the peak of refining qi into nothingness.

Almost bursting into tears, Fu Ying knew that the shackles locked in his heart had disappeared at this moment, the longbow was opened, and the iron arrow was like a shooting star in the air, straight into the back of Kang Qianfeng's heart. The arrow came out silently, and Kang Qianfeng hurried forward, not noticing the dark arrow shooting.

Feng Yueqing heard the whistling of the eagle behind him, his voice became more and more excited, with excitement and joy, and the strength contained in it revealed that the power behind him was not below him, such a master came to pursue, and tonight was afraid that it would be a bloody battle. Lingjue felt a tingling pain, Feng Le Qing's secret path was not good, the man shot an arrow, Feng'er was so careless that he didn't notice it.

"Feng'er be careful." Feng Yueqing shouted violently, reached out and fished out his palm into the void, his palm felt a hot burning pain, and the iron arrow actually came out of his palm and continued to shoot towards Kang Qianfeng's back.

Kang Qianfeng was too late to hide, so he had to twist his body to the left to avoid the vital point of his heart, and his true qi rose with his heart, laying a wall of qi on his back. There was a pain in his right back, Kang Qianfeng knew that he was hit by an arrow in his back, but fortunately, Feng Yueqing fished a handful in advance, and the talisman true qi blocked it, and the arrow only entered the body and did not penetrate.

Immediately after the second arrow came, Feng Yueqing screamed and said, "Chengyi, Sun Tong, you and the old man entangle this group of wolf cubs and cover Feng'er and they go first." ”

Tu Chengyi nodded and turned the horse's head, and together with Feng Yueqing, he rushed back to the wolf rider behind him, Kang Qianfeng held back his tears and hurriedly urged the war horse to run into the distance.

Tu Chengyi's horse circled diagonally, met the black wolf rider, flashed the opponent's scimitar, Tu Chengyi bent down and slashed at the wolf rider's mount, the horse's legs were cut off, the wolf rider fell forward with the horse, and the wolf rider behind him avoided or jumped over the horse. Feng Yue Qingwei smiled: "Good way, kill the horse first." ”

Fu Ying jumped up from the horse's back and pounced on Feng Yueqing, Feng Yueqing smiled strangely, and did not accept the move, only wandered beside the wolf rider, and handed over a knife from the cold hand, and immediately turned over on his back.

Sun Tong was soon surrounded by wolf riders, and was cut into several pieces in the scream, and the blood was sprayed on the grassland, and was soon blown cold by the wind, and few people would know that such a Jianghu person spilled blood on the grassland.

Seeing that Kang Qianfeng no longer had a shadow, Feng Yue Qingwei shouted: "Chengyi, you and I will go separately." ”

When Fu Ying saw Kang Qianfeng escape, he said angrily: "You don't want to live. Divided his men into two teams and closely chased Feng Yueqing and Tu Chengyi.

The war had not yet begun, and such fights could be seen everywhere in the grasslands. The blood sprinkled on the grassland made this grassland more and more verdant. Cold-blooded and hot-blooded, compose a song of blue blood on the grassland, and guard the reunion under the moonlight.