The public loser class was stunned and said, "Aren't you looking for Xuanyuan Sword?" But it's not in Luzhuang! ”

Miao Renfeng coughed bloodily twice, and said meaningfully: "We have gone on so many expeditions, if Xuanyuan Jian is really not in Luzhuang, wouldn't it be in vain to put the lives of thousands of brothers into it?" Let me ask you, why did the warriors occupy most of Luzhuang this time, but did not wantonly slaughter the people? ”

The public loss class and the public loss Wanwan looked at each other, the two of them grew up in the noble clan, so they naturally didn't understand these truths.

Miao Renfeng further said: "It's not in the light, but it doesn't mean it's not in the dark. The whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Sword are ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a dragon's roar suddenly came from a distance, like a million scorched thunder bursting from the ground, shaking people's anger and blood. The cold wind howled, and a cloud-piercing arrow carried the momentum of thunder, and the lightning shot out, like a hurricane.

Gong Wanwan's heart was not good, her fingers were spinning, her lips were open, and her fingers were soft and rolled angrily in the wind, and suddenly turned into a shield that was harder than rigid in front of Miao Renfeng.

Unexpectedly, the arrow was faintly wrapped in the aura of a dragon, extremely deep, and very domineering, and it instantly penetrated through the finger and shot into Miao Renfeng's heart, nailing him to the pillar.

Miao Renfeng couldn't withstand such a heavy blow anymore, spurted a mouthful of blood, turned his head to stare at the public losing class, his big eyes were full of disdain and unwillingness, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something to him, but he couldn't make a sound, he tried to purse his lips, and he couldn't lift it in one breath, so he died of anger.

Gong Wan Wan hurriedly flew to his side, reached out to check his breath, and sure enough, he was already dead, grabbed Gong Wan's arm, and asked coquettishly: "Little plate, tell me quickly, what did he tell you in the end?" ”

The public loss class is extremely smart, and if you lip-sync, you know what word it is. However, he felt that the water in this matter was too deep, and it was inevitably too widespread, so he had to pretend not to know: "He is 108,000 miles away from me, what can I hear?" Besides, what do the last words of a Qi person have to do with us. ”

Gong Wan Wan turned his eyes and said, "That's right." Look, what is that! ”

Looking far away, I saw smoke and dust, horses neighing and drumming, and a large number of people and horses, dressed in blue suits, bright armor, extremely well-equipped, not to mention thousands of people, were driving towards this side.

On a wide chariot in the lead, more than a dozen guards with crossbows surrounded the side. The person in the center is wearing a blue helmet and blue armor, holding a jack bow, a cloak hunting drum roll, majestic, it is General Zhao Pu!

"Hey! Brother Pan, Sister Liu! ”

When he looked closely, he saw a thin monkey-like figure on the smaller chariot next to him, constantly jumping to greet them. It was Mo Zhai who was sent to move the rescuers!

With a cup of tea, the Lu army came to the city and slowly entered the city. Getting closer, Zhao Pu hugged his fists and said: "Seventh Son, Sixth Miss, I received your letter for help and immediately led the soldiers to rush to reinforcements, it's not too late." ”

The public loss squad said: "General Zhao is polite, thank you for appearing in time, now the small force of Qi thieves has been wiped out by us, only their main force is in the Gongyi Villa, and they are fighting with their father and mother, and please follow me to the Gongyi Villa to save my relatives from fire and water!" ”

Zhao Pu said: "The seventh prince is serious. Come to my chariot, open the gates, and let us go." ”

The two of them nodded their heads, and after opening the city gate together, they jumped in.

The public loser turned to Mo Zhai and said, "Good brother, you have made a great contribution this time!" With General Zhao Pu here, we will be able to ensure that our Luzhuang is safe! ”

Mo Zhai said with a smile: "Brother Pan, you and I don't talk to each other!" Next time, my daughter's red pipe is enough! ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and the public said gracefully: "There is only good wine, how can you do without beautiful women." Mo Zhai, you are not too young, next time I will introduce you to a few Peugeot little sisters with Wind Beard. If there is a match, but be good to others! ”

These words stunned Mo Zhai's face and muttered, "Then please Sixth Sister!" ”

Zhao Pu smiled and said: "Hehe, I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I am willing to be a branch in the earth." It's really time for you all to grow up. Seventh Prince, if it weren't for today's big trouble of Qi thieves, how would the last general have a chance to enter Luzhuang City. After the thieves are pacified, you can treat me to a glass of happy wine! ”

The public loser class said: "That's nature! General Zhao rest assured, after catching the thief Xue Nanyu and rescuing Ziling's sister, he will definitely reward Lu Jun's brothers! ”

Zhao Puqi said: "Oh? Isn't it General Wang Chengfu who came this time? ”

The public loser shook his head and said, "The one who attacked Lu Zhuang this time was the most elite subordinate of Wang Cheng's father, the Skilled Warriors. However, it seems that not the entire part is dispatched, probably half of the centaurs. ”

Zhao Pu stroked his beard meaningfully and said, "I have heard of the prestige of Xue Nanyu of Qi Kingdom, he is one of the few masters of Qi Country who has cultivated to break through the human realm, and now he is around the Chen level of the earth realm. And his fierce claws Miao Renfeng and fierce claws Hu Fei are also masters of the human world. The swordsmanship of the warriors under his command is exquisite, well-equipped, and although the number of people is small, it is really difficult to deal with. ”

The public loser was about to answer, when he accidentally aimed at the longbow in his hand. As a master of refining and casting, I couldn't help but have my eyes lit up at this weapon.

I saw that the whole body of this bow was made of dark iron, and the back of the bow was carved into the shape of a dragon, and the body was bent, which was vivid. The bowstring is made of dragon tendons. Every arrow is shot, when there is the sound of the wind thunder dragon roaring, the power is extremely great.

The public loser class rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "What General Zhao said is exact!" Therefore, we were slaughtered in Luzhuang, and we needed the general to lead the army to help. I see that the bow and arrow in the general's hand are made of high-quality materials and ingenious workmanship, and they are by no means ordinary! Dare to ask where the general came from. ”

Zhao Pu hugged his fists and said: "The Seventh Prince is worthy of being a famous refining master today, and no weapon can escape your eyes." Yes, this bow is indeed not an ordinary product, but a family heirloom, called the Panlong Bow, which belongs to the inferior craftsman. It has existed for at least 100 years, and it is impossible to know whose hands it was. ”

"Zhao Moujie, a commoner, if it weren't for the treasure bow handed down by this family, how could he be appreciated by the lord and prospered all the way in the army."

Gong Yi Ban said: "General Zhao is too humble!" Just by virtue of the fact that the general is ten miles away, he can shoot the fierce claw Miao Renfeng with one arrow, and the general's true qi cultivation is only higher than Miao Renfeng and Hu Fei! ”

Zhao Pu smiled slightly and said: "The Seventh Prince said that he laughed, Zhao's trivial skills are really not worth mentioning, and they all rely on the divine power of the treasure bow." ”

Gong Yi Ban said: "General Zhao, then you admit that Miao Renfeng was shot by you?" ”

Zhao Pu's face changed slightly, and he said, "Zhao doesn't know what the seventh prince means?" The last general was ordered by the lord to protect Lu Zhuang, and it was his duty to kill the traitor. Could it be that the seventh prince thinks that the last general is nosy? ”

The public loser class suddenly laughed and said, "General Zhao, the junior brother naturally didn't mean that. The genius of Fang Cai's arrow really opened the eyes of the little brother. I didn't expect it to be from General Zhao's hand, which really impressed me and others. The younger brother just has a reluctant request, I want to ask the general to teach me some archery skills to defend myself, I wonder if the general can not hesitate to teach? ”

Zhao Pu's face was gentle, and he brushed his beard and said, "I see!" The Seventh Young Master's studious heart is really commendable, and he will teach him in the end. It's just that ......" he paused and said, "Some of the archery skills of the last general are family heirlooms and cannot be passed on. If the Seventh Young Master is interested, he can teach all the other archery skills, what does the Seventh Young Master think? ”

The public lost class and said: "This is very good! Now I'm going to call you a mentor. ”

When Gong Wan Wan heard this, she couldn't help frowning, and just wanted to speak, but when she saw that Gong Wanwan gave her a look, she stopped talking.

Zhao Pu hugged his fists and said: "The seventh prince is serious, don't dare to be, don't dare to be!" ”

Several people talked about the situation in Luzhuang along the way, and chatted about family talk. led the 3,000 Lu army through the streets and alleys, and went straight to the front of the Gongyi Villa.

Before entering the door, the street is already a broken wall, and the corpses are all over the field, and it is a mess. It can be seen that the battle was fierce.

Everyone looked at it and saw that most of the people lying on the ground were the guards of the Gongyi Mountain Villa, and there were only a few corpses of technical warriors. It seems that the gap in combat effectiveness between the two sides is indeed too great.

The public loser class and the public loser Wanwan hurriedly fell out of the car and checked their breath to see if there was still any life.

Fortunately, Mo Zhai saw it and found that in the corner of the wall, there was a person buried in the dust, and his fingers moved in an instant.

The squad immediately rushed over and took the brother in his arms. Gong Yu Wanwan used his sleeve to help him brush some dust off his face, and then he recognized this person as the guard at the front door, Li Shuanghe.

"Twin Rivers, Twin Rivers, are you alright! How does it feel? The public lost class fed him a few mouthfuls of water, and the man coughed several times before finally waking up.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but the sword wound on his face was too serious, and his eyebrows and eyes were so red and swollen that he could only half-squint, and only after a while did he see that the man in front of him was the seventh son of the public loser who he was desperately guarding.

"Young Master! Hurry, go! Ahem......" Li Shuanghe said weakly. I don't want to cough up two mouthfuls of blood because I am too emotional.

The public loser team felt a great pain in his heart, and a picture of this person flashed in his mind.

Li Shuanghe's martial arts are average, but his singing voice is very beautiful. It was when he was young, and for a while, whenever he couldn't sleep, he would run to the front yard to find Li Shuanghe, shouting at him to sing and coax him to sleep. Later, I got acquainted with Ziling, Fengbeard and other friends of Luzhuang. simply followed Li Shuanghe and learned a lot of singing skills, which made the girls worship.

"I'm sorry, young master, I can't ...... anymore Sing for you. A tear trail flowed from Li Shuanghe's eyes, his legs kicked, and he lost his breath.

The public losing class was full of grief and indignation, the blocks in his chest were silted, and he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, fierce and fierce.

"General Zhao, please go to support as soon as possible!"

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, the public loss class and the public loss Wanwan half-knelt in front of Zhao Pu's chariot and said.

"Huh? What smell? "The public loses the heart of the class. His nose has always been quite sensitive, and he only felt a very familiar fragrance and elegant air lingering around his nose. But at this time, he was angry and couldn't care much more.

Zhao Pu got out of the car and helped the two of them up, and said, "Seventh Son, Sixth Miss, you are so polite, aren't you tormenting the last general." He turned his head to the soldiers behind him and said, "Brothers, what are you still doing in a daze!" Rush into the village with me and annihilate these thieves who have invaded our land! ”

The generals responded in an uproar, just as Zhao Pu led the army into the village gate, suddenly from the back mountain of the village, there was an extremely strange voice, like ten thousand ghosts crying together, the wind howled.