Chapter 139:

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Gu Nanyi thought about it, nodded, and said slowly: "Relax, she can protect herself."
The gray-clothed person was relieved, but he still stood up in peace and made a detailed route to Gu Nanyi. Gu Nanyi listened motionlessly, very seriously.
After talking for a long time, Gu Nanyi also repeated it correctly, and then floated out in the right direction. The gray man looked at Gu Nanyi's back and remembered the quirks and problems of the master. It was a little uneasy. He sighed in his heart and wanted to be It’s okay to keep the Lord’s presence, but unfortunately, the Lord’s stay in Dijing, to deal with the traitor and the royal key guard next to the surname Xin, unable to withdraw... ...
In this world, wishes are always beautiful, and reality is always cruel...
The horse under Feng Zhiwei was the top Vietnamese horse bought by the wealthy Yan family at all costs. Shen Jun was strong and powerful. He was so powerful that the smoke and dust had rushed for ten miles.
According to Feng Zhiwei's calculations, Ning Yi's team would not go too fast, at most 30 miles away, and there should be a post 30 miles away, and 80% would spend a night there.
It was mid-autumn, the night breeze was deep, the sweat from the previous ice was frozen on the back of the heart, the bone was cold, Fengzhiweiren's speed was not reduced immediately, but he stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out a black soft sword from the waist .
The sword is very long, with a few turns around the waist, just around her thin waist. The body of the sword is not ordinary, and the edges are cut on both sides, one side is serrated, the blade is triangular, the blade is pure black Not reflective-at first glance is a very insidious murder weapon, which is very consistent with her temperament.
This is a weapon she designed and built for herself. It has never been used and may be opened today.
After another forest, the post is about to arrive.
Far away, the station was sunk in a silent darkness, and the moonlight shone peacefully on the ridge, which looked like nothing.
The trees in the woods are sparse and distributed on both sides of the road, allowing horses to pass through. Feng Zhiwei's horses are superb and superb.
Feng Zhiwei's eyes stared at the ground.
Suddenly the soft sword in his hand hung down, and the horizontal sword drew.
"Zheng!"
Obviously nothing was seen, and suddenly a glimmer of black light flowed, and then there was an uproar, and there seemed to be something broken, and flew away on both sides.
Someone seemed to exclaim, Feng Zhiwei sneered, the soft sword was cut across, the tree on the side of the road fell down suddenly, the figure behind the tree flew into the sky, and Feng Zhiwei's super long soft sword had already disappeared like a snake.
The figure was staggering, and Feng Zhiwei, whose hair was swaying on the flying horse, had passed him, flowing across the fallen trees like a streamer.
Swords, broken trees, hurt people, flying horses over trees, but for a moment.
The figure was still convulsing in the ground, and Feng Zhiwei, who was fast as a horse, had crossed the woods, and a long steel sword was pointed at the long sword, and a blood was on the jagged sword.
There was a sneer in the corner of her lips, colder than the blue-blue blood.
Through the woods just now, she saw that there was no light in the post, and she was vigilant-as a well-trained Miyagi bodyguard, Changyingwei would be lit up with vigil anytime.
If the post is really ambushed, then the killers are likely to ambush on the nearby main road and intercept the people who came to support.
But because the big team cannot come so fast, the ambush is certainly simple and does not send many people.
Before the post, the best place to lie was the wood.
Rescuers must be anxious to drive the horse straight, so what could be better than laying a wire at a tree stump, tripping the other person’s leg, and causing the horse to fall and hurt?
The other party waited for her to fold the blackened wire in the night.
She waited for the other person to fold the long sword blackened around her waist.
All are prepared, and whoever wins is more ruthless.
A sword wounded Feng Zhiwei never looked back, not even glancing at the first loot under his sword in life. Since someone was ambushing here, it means that Ning Yi is indeed staying at a post and is in danger!
There was a crack in the tiger's mouth. She didn't carry the sword to see it. Although she had been practicing martial arts all the time, she lacked actual combat experience. After all, the force angle was wrong. The tree was broken and her tiger's mouth was cracked.
The only strange thing is that she obviously practiced martial arts very late, but her real power progressed very fast. Although she could not compare the speed of other people's practice of Qi, even if the child knew it, how could she break the tree after practicing the real power for almost a year?
Now is not the time to think about it, Feng Zhiwei made a one-handed rein, adjusted the true qi, the body heat flowed into the meridians.
The horse shone, and it was about to run out of the woods.
At the moment the horse rushed out of the woods, Feng Zhiwei suddenly turned over and swept under the horse's belly.
"Hey!"
In the darkness, a crossbow with a windy wind flew past the place where she had just sat.
Feng Zhiwei passed under the horse's abdomen, swept in the direction of the crossbow, and instantly hit a person's arms. She did not lift her head, raised her elbow, and slammed into the throat cartilage of the other party.
With a slight click, the man made a crackling noise in his throat, and there was a strong wind on the left side. Feng Zhiwei buckled the broken throat of the person in front of him with one hand and moved the body to the left. Procrastination.
There was a low muffled sound, and there was a vaguely wet liquid splashing in between, and Feng Zhiwei's heart was awkward-so fierce fist, this is a master of the house!
One of the people who appeared was higher than one, but in exchange for a smile on her lips, the corpse in her hand had just been broken by the other party's abdomen. !
There was a low noise, and the master of the house attacked on the left to cover his lower body and staggered back, his eyes were shocked-the opponent's martial arts may not be very high, but the shot was extremely ruthless and quasi extremely tricky!
He painedly groped for a signal rocket around his waist. His hand just moved, and the already long soft sword suddenly burst out again, a flash of black light flashed across the air, and one hand was bloodied to the ground.
There was a Qihua rocket in his hand.
The man opened his mouth in pain, and a bunch of things smashed over, blocking his mouth, and his smell was so foul that he could no longer evoke suddenly.
In the consciousness before dying, I only saw the slender figure coming over, picked up the Qihua rocket, and then the cold and slender sword flashed, and the darkness was forever.