Chapter 2421 Do the Math Again?

The fire in Wutong Town lasted most of the night.

It was not until late at night that the flames were forcibly put out.

The robbers withdrew and the fire was extinguished, but the matter was not over.

In a fire, most of the village was reduced to ashes, and homes were not allowed to be rebuilt.

"Zi Long."

Shouts like this filled the village.

The most anxious person is undoubtedly Blacksmith Zhao.

After finally surviving a disaster, the child could not be found.

"Afraid of being destroyed?" Coach Lin's face was also extremely ugly, and he was rummaging desperately among the piles of rubble.

You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die. ??

We won't give up until we find that little kid.

"How about you always do the math?"

Wang Xiaoguan, dressed in black and white, looked at Ye Banxian'er expectantly.

Like him, the old scholar Wan Xin and the others also had the same attitude.

"Calculate."

Ye Banxian took a deep breath and said these words.

It's not that he doesn't want to do calculations, but he's not good at calculations and can't calculate anything.

Other than that, it's just shadows.

I still remember that when he first met the boy, he gave him a divination.

It’s over. I haven’t gotten out of bed for more than half a year.

Once bitten by a snake, I have been afraid of well ropes for ten years, but I still have lingering fears.

Afraid of returning, he decided to forget it, took a few copper coins, shook them for a while, and then threw them on the ground.

The villagers didn't understand the hexagrams. A large group of people gathered around and no one could explain the reason. They saw the half-immortal squatting on the ground, pulling out a few copper coins and mumbling in his mouth.

"How?" Coach Lin asked.

Ye Banxian didn't reply. He first tugged on his sleeves and then pinched his fingers to calculate.

After calculating, he fell headlong into it, his body twitched, foaming at the mouth, especially his old face, which was extremely white.

Anyone who looked at it would not think that this old man was seriously ill.

Moreover, the illness is not serious.

This must be thanked to his ancestor. Although it was passed down by a half-hearted person, the craftsmanship passed down had some real skills. Even if Zhao Yun was born in a calamity, it would not be easy for anyone to calculate.

After going back and forth, the half-immortal fainted.

It's a pity that he is not good at studying. It would be better if he got the true skills of his ancestors.

If it is passed on, then it is not a fainting, and you have to report it to the Palace of Hell.

"Half fairy?"

"Why are you still fainting?"

"Quickly, get some water."

The villagers gathered around and the scene was noisy.

The old doctor was there, feeling his pulse and stroking his beard with a very puzzled expression. This guy is not sick!

The half-immortal was carried away, and he probably had nightmares. He dreamed of being bitten by a dog, and grinned even as he slept.

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pound!

Bang!

It was still night, and it was still the dark forest, with a lot of clanging sounds of iron tools clashing.

Someone is fighting.

The fierce battle was none other than Zhao Yun and the second-in-command of Heilangshan.

They were the only two who did not see other bandits, because they had all been killed by Zhao Yun.

This was his performance in the middle of the night, attacking and killing people in circles, sending people to hell one after another.

For this reason, he was also seriously injured. His tender arms were already covered with blood. There were knife marks on his left shoulder and right back. The blood seeping out stained his clothes red.

"What a freak."

Zhao Yun was in a sorry state, and the second master, Black Wolf, was not much better. There were sword marks all over his body, and his expression was indescribably shocked.

He thought that this little bastard was just a boy who had practiced fake moves for a few days.

But after fighting, I realized that he was actually a martial arts prodigy who was one in a million. He had a very high fighting spirit and amazing strength. In terms of martial arts alone, he was even better than the forestry. Even after fighting for half a night, he not only failed to capture him, He also killed a dozen brothers, and now he was the only commander left.

"Look at the sword."

While he was talking, Zhao Yun attacked again, slashing diagonally with his sword, fierce and domineering.

The second master was timid and took a step back. He held the knife in both hands and tried his best to block.

His knife was extraordinary, at least, extremely hard.

His strength, compared to Zhao Yun, was almost useless. Although he blocked the sword, he was knocked back by the sword, which shocked his internal organs and caused severe pain. There was also a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Baby, you

Just wait for me. "

The robber who was licking blood from the tip of the knife was finally beaten. He no longer had the intention of fighting, so he turned around and ran away. Before leaving, he also said harsh words:

It's not over, this matter is not over.

Waiting for him to regroup and plan to kill Wutong Town, the chickens and dogs are restless.

Whoosh!

His legs and feet were numb, he crossed the grass in three or five steps, jumped out of the forest.

At the foot of the mountain, there are his horses.

He landed firmly on the horse's back, swung his whip, and galloped away. ??

"Burn my house down and still want to run away?"

Zhao Yun arrived soon after, jumped on his horse, and followed closely behind.

He is a child prodigy who can learn everything quickly. He is a self-taught archer. He can also understand riding skills at a glance.

It was also the horse under him that gave him face. At least, he didn't buckle on the spot. Can't a kid on his back run faster than an adult on his back?

"Run, should I let you run?"

Zhao Yun put away the dragon pattern sword and took out the bow and arrow from his back.

Riding a horse does not prevent him from shooting arrows. He draws the bow like a full moon and shoots arrows like a thundering giant.

ah!

The screams started, and the second master's shoulder was shot through on the spot.

At this point, he didn't stop. Instead, the whip crackled and he had to whip it hard. Once he was overtaken, if he wanted to ride a horse again, he would have to go to the underworld.

"The old gentleman said that to shoot a man first shoot a horse, and to capture a thief first capture the king."

Zhao Yun bent his bow again. This time, his target was not the second master, but the horse under the cargo seat.

call out!

puff!

When the arrow arrived, the tall horse fell to the ground.

The person it was carrying also fell down and a dog gnawed at you.

"In the next life, you should have some face."

Zhao Yun arrived, and so did the sound of swords.

The one who was kneeling was the second master. He just got up. Before he could stand firm, his throat was sealed with a sword. The blood spurted out in a beautiful arc in mid-air.

He was so depressed that he withdrew everything and caught your sister's little brat.

In the end, all the younger brothers were wiped out, and he also lost his life. After the horse bandits did this, he didn't even have the face to see his ancestors. It was so embarrassing.

call!

r>Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, reined in the horse's rope, turned around and came back.

The second boss is dead, and he will not leave with his eyes open even if he leaves.

"It's mine."

Zhao Yun was not polite. He raised and lowered his hands and took away nothing.

And the bandits he killed did not escape the fate of being swept away.

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Dig a hole.

Bury some soil.

Brothers who have worshiped Bazi, it is appropriate to bury one piece.

After doing this, Zhao Yun jumped on his horse and headed straight to Wutong Town.

"Why did you run into the mountains in a daze?"

Halfway through, he muttered more than once.

This is the first time. You can’t be so evil if you hit someone evil!

Boom!

As he was walking away, he suddenly heard thunder and was so startled that he felt the need to urinate.

When you look up, what you see is a gorgeous and dreamy glow, wandering in the sky.

"What's that?"

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart, feeling a little dazed.

When Ying Jie entered the world, he did not have the insight to see the illusion.

Because there was no one, he didn't see anyone.

Yes, it was a human figure. In the emptiness where the glow was lingering, there was a strange-looking old man. A closer look revealed that he was the old turtle of the Shen Dynasty.

Of course, he is used to outsiders calling him Xuanwu.

After all, the bastard calf is not of the same breed.

"The little boy who lets horses go."

The old turtle yawned and glanced at Zhao Yun casually.

Why is it said that horses are herded? Isn't it because Mr. Zhao killed a group of bandits, took away their weapons and belongings, and also took away their horses. At first glance, didn't he just look like a kid herding horses?

"No."

The old turtle muttered, turned around and disappeared.

He is not out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, he is here to find people from the divine dynasty.

In the past, there was a disaster, the divine dynasty was defeated, and countless people were scattered. Can't they be found? Not only is he looking, many people are looking.

However, because of his poor vision, he clearly bumped into Mr. Zhao who entered the world at the time of the robbery, but he didn't recognize him.