Chapter 944 944: Meeting on a narrow road (Part 2)

"It's Nishimiya Ball!"

"Bullshit, what's the West Palace Ball? They call it Gong Xi Ball!"

These caravan guards retreated from the army. They were either old or secretly injured, but were not suitable for continuing to fight. In addition, Chen Tang wanted military system reform, so they repeatedly chose to retire. Some people had relatives in their families, and they received subsidies to return to their ancestral homes to get married and have children. Some were alone and stayed alone wherever they stayed, so they chose to serve as guards for the caravan.

Kang Guo treats veterans well.

Wang Ting has a special agency to collect information on these veterans, introduce them to appropriate jobs, and give them the benefits of being guards as caravans, but the risks are relatively high. If you go to various inns to be postmen, the reward will be relatively low, but the benefits are stability and safety.

In addition to these, there are other destinations.

The most popular employment is the department under the Ministry of Industry.

Therefore, these guards had seen Gong Xiqiu in front of the formation. To be precise, they had an impression of Gong Xiqiu's military courage totem.

"…He doesn't seem to call the ball, is it Qiu?"

"No, I won't remember it wrong..."

There was no unified answer to the argument between the few people, but the head of the caravan said: "......What's the name of this is not important, what's important is that the Gongxi Ball you talk about is really going to play the ball!"

Several guards were quiet for a moment, looked at each other, and relied on their tacit understanding of fighting side by side for many years, they divided their respective tasks. One of them turned into a war horse on the spot: "You protect the caravan goods, this place is not far from Jinli County, I will come when I go!"

Gong Xiqiu had a general's title in Kang State.

Although they did not have real power, the general of Rongfeng suffered a disaster here, so the matter must be reported to the local Zhechong Mansion. They also knew that they were worth it and it was difficult to get closer. They could seriously injure them with just one after another, let alone help Gong Xiqiu escape from the trap. The only thing they could do was to go to the local Zhechong Mansion to report the news as quickly as possible, and maybe it would be too late.

The official secretary looked at the direction and made a sound to stop him.

"Don't go this path!"

Look at this movement, the official road ahead is going to suffer.

The guards rushed over, afraid they would even give up their lives.

"Secretary, please give me some advice."

Walking the official road is the fastest recently. If you take a detour, you don’t know how much time you will waste. The guards were anxious and didn’t wait for the postmaster to show the way. A young man in red clothes came out of the rogue. He said he was a young man, but he was actually a young man’s physique, but his eyes were clear, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he invisibly lowered his age, making people judge his age at first glance.

"What did you think of this hero?"

The guard wanted to scold him to get out of trouble, but the moment he met those eyes, his inner anxiety was sucked away, and he said calmly: "His name is Gong Xiqiu."

He said it with confidence and decisiveness.

But I didn't know that the young man in a commonplace and the person next to me twitched.

Gongxi Qiu was distorted!

The young man in the costume looked up at the horned eagle's sharp claws in the distance and embedded them hard into the body of the giant python. He pulled off a large piece of flesh and blood, and the snake scales splashed, and the muscles could be vaguely seen twitching. The giant python did not sit and wait for death, but the python flew out, trying to wrap around the neck of the horned eagle, but the latter flapped his wings and flew over it, and blew away several blood-stained ink feathers. There were also two martial arts, one green and one black, using the bodies of the two giant beasts as the battlefield, and terrifying explosions burst out from time to time.

"Gongxi Football, Gongxi..."

The boy in a strong suit murmured twice.

Then, he turned his head to look at his fellow travelers and asked for verification: "Uncle Lin Si, is this person a member of the tribe who is wandering outside?"

He knew about the existence of Gongxiqiu a long time ago.

Fang Yan and Chao Lianyou mentioned it to him.

But his wisdom was not yet opened at that time. Even if Gong Xiqiu was a member of the tribe, it had no meaning to him. Even the teacher Jimo Yu didn't care, why should he care? Now that the teacher's merits have been fulfilled, Gong Xiqiu has become the only tribe member.

Any existence that is involved in the word "only" has a special meaning, and you cannot just watch it.

Uncle Lin Nodded: "Yes."

I just didn't expect to meet here.

Fang Yan looked at the battlefield in the distance and thought more comprehensively: "Shaobai, Gong Xiqiu is a warlike man. We don't know if he meets an enemy or is a one-to-one person in the fight with others. If he is rashly intervening, he may help others. The most important thing is this formation..."

It turned out that it was just Gong Xiqiu who was beaten alone.

The teenager in a strong costume passed by, but they were beaten together.

Chao Lian put his hand on his forehead, avoiding the dazzling sunshine, and could see more carefully: "The opponent of Gong Xiqiu is not old. He is rushing to Gong Xiqiu's key points in every move. He is for the sake of life. It cannot be a competition. Tsk, I think that Gong Xiqiu defeated our brothers by himself. Now he ends up in such a mess. The Northwest Continent has been very lively in recent years."

I have never heard of anyone who can compete with Gongxiqiu before.

As for Shen Youli?

She doesn't count.

After all, Gong Xiqiu is still a human category, and there are traces to follow in the road to growth. Shen Jun completely transcends the scope of understanding of normal people.

The young man on the side pursed his lips and was not very happy.

Chao Lian asked him with concern: "What's wrong, Thirteen?"

Shao Chong hugged his arms and rubbed them: "Somehow, I felt a little uncomfortable when I saw the snake, and I always felt ache all over my body."

Chao Lian: "..."

Although Thirteen lost his previous memory, his body still remembered the experience of being almost beaten to death by Gong Xiqiu. No wonder he felt uncomfortable.

Shao Chong licked his lips: "Brother Twelve."

Chao Lian responded: "What's wrong?"

Shao Chong seemed to be savoring: "Eat snake soup tonight."

Chao Lian: "..."

The young man in a strong suit made a weapon and said to Fang Yan: "It's okay, I'll go and ask him if he wants me to help."

If he doesn't want it, he will watch from the side.

The next moment, the young man broke through the air, leaving a red light in the air. After Chao Lian and Fang Yan looked at each other, they were also ready to watch the battle close. Thinking about how arrogant and domineering Gong Xiqiu was back then? He was always a man who was acting like a grandson when he went to any battlefield. It was rare to see him as a grandson. His good shows were rare, and he was seen less.

Uncle Lin Si is the only one who has never seen Gong Xiqiu.

He was not interested in watching the other party be beaten.

But I couldn't resist Shao Chong's naughty boy carrying him and then thrust.

The oncoming wind blew the waves of Uncle Lin Si’s face: “Did I say I’m going to watch the fun?”

This roar failed to be said.

Because I was forced to drink a mouthful of wind as soon as I opened my mouth.

Whether it was Gong Xiqiu or Gong Cheng, both of them noticed several strange auras coming closer to this side. The difference is that Gong Xiqiu could not draw any extra attention to it. Gong Cheng could be distracted, but he didn't care. It was speculated that the nearby martial arts warriors came to join in the fun.

This kind of thing happens from time to time.

Observing the two brave warriors in close proximity, you can learn something if you have some understanding. Perhaps it is only a chance to break through the bottleneck. However, there is something fun that you can't just get involved.

Once it is affected, you will lose your life?

That's really a waste of death, and you can't blame others.

No one expected that the strange warrior who should have watched the battle would not be conscious of the tactful distance, but instead hit him in front of him.

Gong Cheng and Gong Xiqiu stopped at the same time and retreated.

It was not that they were afraid of hurting people, but that the person who came also took action and forced them into the middle of the two, destroying the original balance. Gong Xiqiu was able to take a breath, while Gong Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed the air waves generated by the explosion of the martial arts, barely seeing the other party's general appearance, and asked, "What are you--"

The moment the visitor turned his head and saw it, it came to an abrupt end.

The visitor was wearing a red dress, which made the originally white complexion look more delicate and fair, and his facial features were deeper and three-dimensional than ordinary people. His long black hair was tied up with a delicate crown, and there were a lot of braids mixed in the middle of the hanging hair.

The heaven is full, and the eyes are like lacquer.

The corners of the lips seem to have a natural upturning curve.

Although his appearance is enthusiastic and ostentatious, his temperament is restrained and gentle, like a sword decorated with luxurious gems. Don’t be contemptuous because of his appearance. No one knows whether there is a sharp weapon for blowing hair and cutting hair in the scabbard!

These are not what Gong Cheng cares about.

What he cared about was the appearance of the boy.

This person's appearance looks very familiar.

But at this time, Gong Xiqiu, who was far behind the young man, also adjusted his breath and raised his hand to wipe away the blood flowing all over his cheeks. The wound was close to his eyes. If it was a little more, this right eye might not be able to be protected. Gong Xiqiu's eyes were injured many years ago. When Gong Cheng fought with him, he found that Gong Xiqiu's attack on a certain direction would always have a moment of stiffness.

The most taboo thing about uncontrollable distractions in the face of experts.

Gong Cheng quickly seized the opportunity, and Gong Xiqiu also took this opportunity to fight back in close combat, leaving Gong Cheng's chest with a deep bone-sighted scar. Unfortunately, this scar was not fatal, and it had healed long ago with his strong recovery ability.

"Are you a member of the Gongxi clan?"

Gong Cheng's eyes did not leave the boy's face.

Is it a positive statement or a positive tone.

But the boy asked him: "Are you fighting?"

Gong Cheng: "..."

The young man turned his back to Gong Xiqiu. Gong Xiqiu naturally couldn't see the other party's face, but it did not prevent him from rolling his eyes to this stupid question: "Which eye does you see this is a competition? Boy, don't stay here for nothing, stay wherever you are cool!"

Gong Xiqiu's voice is very fierce.
To be continued...