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Chapter 17 Pojun changes hands

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    At dawn, Longshoupo's shouts of killing finally subsided. The leader of the men in black, covered in blood, stood in the center holding a blood-stained Qingfeng sword. There were gaps on the sword's edge, which showed that there were no killings in the previous battle.  few.  The scarf has been taken off, revealing a very feminine face. As the peach blossom eyes turn, a charming aura is naturally revealed inadvertently. It is the young master of Panlong Pavilion, 'Master Zimu'. At this time, he  They were directing their men to collect the spoils. The large amount of property and hundreds of horses made everyone smile. Looking at their skillful movements, it was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this kind of thing.

    Although Mr. Zimu looks "beautiful," no one dared to look at his face with lust, and no one dared to laugh at him. The last guest who joked that he was "beautiful," got drunk by him.  He was thrown into a big stone mill, his body was broken into pieces, and his minced meat was fed to the vicious guard dogs he kept in captivity.  The 'Pig Intestine' on the side was clean all over his body. When he was hiding behind him, he just shouted loudly, but he would never rush forward. He would only stab him a few times with the saw-tooth machete in his hand when the final decision was made.  A dying caravan man, and then he ran to his master to show his merit

    "How many died?" Master Zimu asked ruthlessly.

    "Reporting to the young master: "I killed 25 enemies, one of them was seriously injured and escaped, and a young man fell into the river. It was expected that none of them would survive.  "After secretly glancing at his master's face, Butler Dachang plucked up the courage and continued: "However, we have also killed 15 people, 10 people were slightly injured, and three were seriously injured, and they are about to die.  "

    "What?" said the somewhat angry Master Zimu: "We are all well-trained soldiers, and it was an unexpected sneak attack. Why are there so many casualties?"

    "These caravan guys are all brave and fearless. Although they were attacked by surprise, they dared to risk their lives with their bare hands. Moreover, the young man who fell into the river in the end was very skilled in martial arts and the sword in his hand was extremely sharp. At least half of the dead and injured brothers were murdered.  After saying that, Zhu Dachang took out a short knife and presented it to Mr. Zimu with both hands.

    Pulling the knife out of its sheath, a flash of blue light flashed. Looking at the blade, the ripples of snowflakes were dazzling. The half-thick back of the knife was slightly curved. The blood grooves on both sides were covered with blood. Look at the red inscription on the handle: "Pojun".  After being soaked in blood, it seemed to be alive, and the bull head symbol below was clearly visible. He picked up his Qingfeng sword and slashed it with the knife. The sword broke with a "ding" sound. Looking at the short knife again, the blade was not damaged at all.

    "What a sword! What a sword! Pojun? Just what I want!" Mr. Zimu gently stroked the blade with his hand, a satisfied smile appeared on his little white face.

    "Congratulations to the young master! Congratulations to the young master! Only the young master is worthy of possessing such a magical sword, and only such a sword is worthy of the young master's literary talent and martial arts." When it comes to flattering skills, the 'Large Intestinal Butler' is definitely top-notch.

    Putting away the 'Pojun' sword, Mr. Zimu then ordered: "Gather all the horses and send them together with the injured armored soldiers to a small fishing village 15 miles east of the pavilion. No news is allowed to be revealed. As for these dead bodies no distinction is made."  We, the enemy, are all thrown into the Panlong River. I hope the Dragon King in the river will be satisfied with this sacrifice and bless my Gongsun family with eternal prosperity!Hahaha!"

    Such vicious words coupled with the alluring face formed a kind of enchanting beauty, which made the 'pig intestine' standing beside him feel like he was in a trance.

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    In the early morning, at the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain and by the river, three people and a small pony were running. The boy leading them was Xiao Yi. Running every morning has become a lifestyle habit, and now he has pulled up a bull and a horse.  The man, plus his inseparable pony, form a strange running team.  The air by the river in autumn is fresh and refreshing, and a breath of it makes people extra energetic. Sometimes the three of them can pick up some mussels by the river, sometimes some stranded fish, but today they picked up a living person!

    Xiao Yi, who had sharp eyes, was the first to notice that there was a man lying on the bank of the river, all naked. His clothes had probably been washed away by the fast water; his face was down, and half of his body was still soaked in the water. The three of them were  He quickly moved forward and turned over to see a boy with a baby face. His face was pale, his belly was bulging, and there were several horrific wounds on his body. He was soaked in the river and turned white. He turned outwards, revealing his white and miserable body.  tender meat; reaching out to touch his heart, there was still a weak heartbeat.

    Ma Liu said in surprise: "Isn't this the young man from the caravan who was driving horses at the gate of our town the day before yesterday? I know him, and I talked to him about the habits and quality of the horses. How did he fall into the river? He also had stab wounds all over his body.  ?As he was about to pick up the young man, Xiao Yi quickly stopped him.

    For a drowning person, he must first control the water and resume breathing, otherwise he will easily suffocate to death.  Let the big cow lift the baby-faced boy's feetXiao Yi started to squeeze the boy's abdominal cavity with his hands, once, twice Finally, the 'baby face' started to vomit, river water, sand, leaves and even vomited out a small toad, croak!  Gua!  He screamed and jumped away step by step; watching the boy's chest rise and fall, his breathing began to slowly recover, the three people quickly lifted him up, wrapped him in clothes, carried him on the back of a big cow, and flew all the way to the small Taoist temple, where there was a  The immortal Taoist who can save lives and heal the wounded

    Three gossipy teenagers started a heated discussion on the road:

    "Why did he fall into the river?

    You may have encountered bandits!

    ¡°Then why do you even have no clothes?¡±

    "Well, the bandits probably robbed money and sex,

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    Nonsense, I probably committed suicide before jumping into the river

    "Then why are there still stab wounds?"

    Why!  The most poisonous woman¡¯s heart!

    oh!  that's true¡­¡­"

    The medical skills of Chuchenzi are absolutely top-notch. After seeing the injured boy, he immediately washed his wound with warm water, applied the homemade white medicine on him, carefully wrapped it with white linen, and used gold needles to measure the acupoints.  Stimulating the vitality in the young man's body, the other side is brewing a decoction that nourishes blood and replenishes Qi

    After a night of transpiration, he finally passed through the dangerous period safely and saved the life of the baby-faced boy. Just like that, Xiao Yi picked it up by the river, oh!  Noit was Zhang Yan who rescued another general of his future, and finally became the Great General of Wei Zhengdong!

    Xiao Yi still went for a run on the frozen river bank on time in the morning, but there was an extra baby face in the team; Zhang Yan became taciturn after waking up from a coma, sitting in the room in a daze every day except eating, and every night  It was a series of nightmares, talking nonsense: "Fire fighting General Tiangong great cause my sword

    Until one morning, the old Taoist Chuchenzi was teaching martial arts to Xiao Yi and the others in the yard. After seeing the superb skills of these people, the baby face suddenly came to life like a defrosted frog, with blazing eyes spraying out.  With the flame of revenge, Chang knelt in front of the old Taoist's door, kowtowed to bleed, and asked to learn from his teacher So there was one more person in the running team.

    Later "Three Kingdoms" Wei Shu records: "Zhang Yan, a native of Qingzhou, whose parents are unknown and born in poverty. When he was young, he and his uncle went out to sell horses outside the Great Wall. They encountered robbers on the road. The uncle died, all the horses were scattered, and he was seriously injured. He jumped into a river and escaped;  Xiao Yi, the "Marquis of Wuchou", rescued him by the river. He was grateful and allowed him to drive away. In the future, he would be honored as the Great General Zhengdong of the Wei Dynasty, a title of Marquis of Fuyuan. As the saying goes: "The one who lives my life is the Marquis of Wuchou."  !  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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