"Bring it."

The strong man nodded, and a black-faced man beside him took two steps forward from Xiao Zhan's hand and snatched away the money bag.

Arrogant and commanding.

As everyone knows, he walked in front of death. The ignorant are fearless.

"Boss, a lot of gold."

Calling the money bag, a sound of joy. Under the sun, the golden light shines. Seven or eight men, with longing in their eyes, staring at the gold with crazy eyes.

"Sss

The man at the head has seen the world. His eyes flashed, and he was shocked. Such a big bag of gold is no less than a hundred gold. There was a hint of joy in the tiger's eyes, which was instantly replaced by melancholy.

One hundred gold, enough for a village to feed for a year. With 100 gold, they can wash their hands and go back to their hometowns to do a little business.

In this era, carry 100 gold with you. Such a person is not rich or noble. The strong man's eyes flashed, and after a pause, he said.

"Put it away."

"Poof."

At this moment, Ying Fei broke out. The iron sword was unsheathed in an instant, and a sword split open the money bag and killed the black-faced man.

"Whoa."

The broken gold fell to the ground, and it was golden yellow. At the same time, Xiao Zhan shouted angrily and rushed towards the strong man.

"Boom."

With a hard blow of iron fist, both of them retreated. This blow was evenly matched.

"Again."

The strong man shouted angrily and killed Xiao Zhan. At this moment, his little brother didn't care, and he didn't even say hello. The rest of the people saw the broken gold fall.

The mind is full of gold.

"Rob it."

"That's a lot of gold."

……

Broken gold made robbery, and for a while, the scene was chaotic. The money bag was broken to the ground, and the bandits looted it.

Xiao Zhan fought against the strong man, Yingfei sword picked the black-faced man, leaving Yan Xiang in the wind.

"Poof."

Blood spouted like a fountain in the air. Ying Fei slashed his throat with a sword.

Tick.

Blood dripped, bright red with gold, shining in the sun, particularly dazzling.

"Ahh

"Murdered."

A panic broke the scene. Xiao Zhan and the strong man both stopped. For a while, the two sides were pitted against each other.

One side is headed by a strong man, pretending to be calm.

On the other side, Ying Fei was holding a blood-dripping sword, her eyes were cold, and her killing intent swept through.

Behind the strong man, the others trembled. Only him, with cold eyes, staring at Ying Fei deadly, like a fierce tiger, observing.

Find a breakthrough and wait for the opportunity to rise.

"Even the official dares to rob it!"

A scolding, a violent explosion. The bandits are silent. The broken gold in his hand was stained with blood and was very dazzling.

"Xiao Zhan."

"My lord."

Glancing at the bandits, Ying Fei's heart froze, and shouted, "Capture him."

"If there is resistance, kill on the spot."

"No,"

At the sound of an order, the atmosphere was dead. A strong man, with eyes like swords, stared at Ying Fei, and woke up with tyranny in his eyes.

"Run."

"Whoa,"

The gold in his hand can no longer be cared for, and he runs away. People are always like this, with a strong desire to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

For a while, there was silence in the field.

All that remained, one corpse, four people. Ying Fei had already seen that this mountain bandit was the first brother at all.

Bandits rob the road, and they will never rejoice in wealth. It is well trained and far more disciplined than some armies. We will never abandon the old man because of robbery.

"Thou hast lost."

Xiao Zhan held against him, his eyes solemn. He was afraid of the other party, and one of them broke out and hurt Ying Fei and Yan Xiang.

Speaking lightly, Ying Fei was silent. Today, the reason why this is the case, the reason why he is afraid is because Yan Xiang is here. In the event of a chaotic battle, Yan Xiang's life cannot be guaranteed.

Just like this, Ying Fei took advantage of the situation and used the bandit psychology to take advantage of the situation.

"Die."

"Bump."

The two fought again, moving in place. Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and he threw the iron sword away, and said, "Take the sword."

"No."

"Boom."

With another blow, Xiao Zhan turned around and caught the iron sword on the back side of his left foot.

"If you resist, kill them."

His eyes narrowed, and Ying Fei whispered. At this moment, Yingfei's killing machine skyrocketed, and he moved to kill. robbed the road, and actually robbed his head.

"When."

Xiao Zhan slashed with a sword, shot the saber, and turned to chase after him. It turned out that the strong man saw that something was wrong, and Ying Fei was murderous.

He lured him with a knife and fled by the way.

"Tie it up."

Xiao Zhan's sword pointed at his throat, and the murderous machine was monstrous. It only takes a light force to end the life of a strong man.

……

"Tell me who you are?"

"Plop."

Xiao Zhan kicked down, and the strong man fell down in response. Ying Fei sat on a high place and said. The blood next to it was stained red, and the smell of blood was tangy.

"Dare to insult him!"

The strong man struggled and roared. He was unwilling, and his eyes were full of anger.

"That's fate."

The tip of the sword slashed across his cheek, Ying Fei sighed, and said, "Don't say anything, you are the next him."

For strong men, there is no mercy for them. If the grass falls, it is a thief. Ying Fei does not despise his profession, but despises his profession.

Even the robbery road is so watery.

What's the use of keeping it.

"Jiang Runmin."

The strong man noticed Ying Fei's murderous intent, and his expression changed, and he said. The tip of the sword on his cheek brought up a line of coldness. This time, he was scared.

This boy really wants to kill him.

"Nameless, what is the use of you."

With a scolding, Jiang Runmin was only shocked. He knew that the other party was going to kill him.

"Don't kill me."

"My cousin is Pound."

……

A roar, earth-shattering. Ying Fei's fingers moved. The iron sword fell on his face and said.

"Pang Lingming?"

"Uh-huh."

Ying Fei's eyes flashed, she moved the iron sword away, and said, "If you want to live, it's simple."

"Take the official to find Pound, otherwise, die."

As he spoke, the iron sword reached his neck. On the iron sword, the cold was pressing, and Jiang Runmin's skin ached.

Sensing the iron sword around his neck, he said, "He's in the village."

"Let's go."

With Jiang Runmin, the three of them set foot in Pangjia Village. Pang Deqi is a person with unparalleled bravery, daring to fight Guan Yu, and his talent is amazing.

"I have received the grace of the country, and righteousness is to die in the service of death. I want to hit Guan Yu myself. If I do not kill him this year, he will kill me. ”

This is Pound's narration, and it is also the heart of loyalty. Dare to fight Guan Yu, and confront his brother on the battlefield, he has achieved the ultimate of a soldier.

With an arrow in Guan Yu's forehead, he likes to ride a white horse.

Such a pound is desirable. And at this moment in Dunhuang, Dian Wei was seriously injured and lacked fierce generals.

On the way, Ying Fei didn't say a word, and there were all kinds of calculations in her stomach.

Pangjia Village.

It's not far from here, ten miles away. Jiang Runmin wanted to rob the road, so he was far away from the village.

According to Jiang Runmin's confession, Pang De is eighteen this year, and his brother Pang Rou is twenty. It is the time when the wind is in its prime, and the blood in the chest is not extinguished.

At the same time, it is also the best opportunity for Yingfei to receive it.

Young and frivolous, who does not want to follow Huo Hussar's example, but the Huns in the north, and the wolf of Zen Juxu.

Take military exploits as bait and lure them with fame and fortune.

The ancients were precocious and resolute. If there are not enough benefits, it will not help to let the mouth of the lotus flower.

"Unbind."

After walking halfway, Ying Fei's eyes narrowed and said. Accepting Pound is to give him respect. tied up Jiang Runmin, that is to ask for guilt rather than seeking talent.

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