When Jiuxiong saw that Zhao Xianglan didn't say a word to him, he was very depressed and thought: I have to tidy her up. When there is a scenery, I forget who is sitting behind her.

"Wow—" Jiuxiong suddenly rushed into an emergency, and because of the effect of inertia, he violently hit Zhao Xianglan's back.

"Jiuxiong, what are you doing? They hurt me-" Zhao Xianglan said.

"There is a poisonous snake on the ground, I'm afraid I will hurt you." Jiuxiong saw a long white snake in front of the horse, raised his head and spitted a letter, and finally passed by perfunctorily.

"I'm afraid of snakes--" When Zhao Xianglan saw the snake, she instinctively leaned her head against Jiuxiong's chest.

"I'm here!" Jiuxiong hugged Xianglan's shoulder tightly, and his heart was beating wildly.

"This is almost the same, do you know that you feel sorry for me?"

"Uh, you have arrived in Xianyang well and I can make great contributions."

"I didn't expect you to be quite scheming. To be honest, have you fallen in love with this lady?"

"I don't want to be Zhao Gao's son-in-law." Jiuxiong jumped off the horse and said, "Give me your hand--".

Zhao Xianglan was a little embarrassed and didn't want to.

"Hurry up--" Jiuxiong urged, "If you don't come down, how can I drive away this snake?"

Zhao Xianglan then stretched out her slender hand, Jiuxiong grabbed her and jumped to the ground. The snake was still there and did not take the initiative to attack the horse.

Jiuxiong felt a sensation in his heart: "The woods are so quiet. Have He Jiannan and the others followed? There will be no robbers here, right?"

"Jiuxiong, I was caught by something, come and help me." Zhao Xianglan only took a few steps and shouted among the pile of dead grass in front of her.

"Xianglan, don't move." Nine Panda walked over gently with her waist.

"Well, are you going to hurry up? It hurts so much--"

"Damn it, it's a wild boar." Jiuxiong slowly pushed away the dead grass with his hands, and a big black guy showed it.

"Jiuxiong, what should I do?" Xianglan was so painful that she was about to cry.

"If you don't have a chance, you will know how to cry!" Jiuxiong pulled out the big knife and carefully pried open the big guy full of iron teeth.

Jiuxiong pulled Zhao Xianglan's trouser legs and found nothing unusual. He cursed and said, "I'll just break my skin if you call me dead--"

"It's your right foot, so careless! If you marry me in the future, I will be angry with you."

"Oh, I didn't notice it just now." Jiuxiong pulled up his other trouser leg and found that Xianglan's calf was being slim and was bleeding. It seemed that she was seriously injured.

Zhao Xianglan bent down to rub the wound, but Jiuxiong beat her hand back: "You are stupid, you can't rub it, otherwise you will be congested."

"Okay, okay. It's okay if I don't rub it." Zhao Xianglan sneered.

"I'll get some potion for you and you'll be able to leave in a while."

Jiuxiong muttered a word in his mouth: "...Swelling in the swelling, pain removing pain in the pain, tendons break and tendons..." After reciting a long paragraph, Zhao Xianglan couldn't hear what Jiuxiong was saying, and she thought it was a monk chanting scriptures!

Then, Jiuxiong took a pill and chewed it down, took out the cowhide bag on his body, took a big sip of wine, and sprayed it three times at Xianglan's wound. She screamed in pain: "You want to hurt me to death, you dead Jiuxiong!"

"You are really a daughter-in-law. You scream with a little pain. If there are assassins nearby, you will hear it even if you are deaf..."

Just as Jiu Xiong was about to get up, a row of fences covered with sharp bamboo sticks flew across it with a "huh".

"Be careful--" Jiuxiong flew towards Zhao Xianglan, and the two of them were tightly stuck together, and the fence whizzed past Jiuxiong's clothes. It was so dangerous! He almost cut off the back of Jiuxiong's head.

"You are so heavy, I can't breathe." Zhao Xianglan wanted to push Jiuxiong away. It turned out that Jiuxiong was pressing on Zhao Xianglan's body, with her hands still holding her waist.

"Oh." Jiuxiong rolled over and Zhao Xianglan flipped on it.

"What are you doing?"

"You are pressing my hand. How can I stop if I don't get out?"

Zhao Xianglan realized that Jiuxiong was not able to pull out his hands, so she rolled around like this, closed her eyes and kissed Jiuxiong hard, and then slowly got up from the ground.

Just as she was about to take a deep breath, Jiuxiong, a "monkey picking peaches", overturned her to the ground again, and another row of bamboo sticks swept over vertically.

"Damn, today is really weird. I'm telling me that there is an assassin." Jiu Xiong cursed while lying on the ground.

"Your stinky mouth, come whatever you say." Zhao Xianglan, who was lying side by side, smiled bitterly...

"Xiao Zizhang, if you want to survive, please leave this girl obediently. Uncle, I won't stop you from going to Xianyang." A red-clothed assassin with a bronze mask carried a door panel axe and walked towards Jiuxiong with more than 40 blue-clothed killers.

Jiuxiong stood up with a "flywheel" and said, "You guys want my life, so I'm afraid!"

"Stop it all!" Zhao Xianglan didn't know where the courage came from, "I am a weak woman, and I have no grudges with you. What are the intentions to chase me all the way?"

"Hahaha--" The masked man laughed wildly, making the leaves fall one after another.

"I laugh at you, let's get my name on the news. I want you to die! "Jiu Xiong clenched his swords and stepped on his lunge.

"Xiao Zizhang, this matter has nothing to do with you, so you'd better not interfere." The masked man raised his axe and intimidated.

"Mask man, can't I force me to take action?" Jiu Xiong showed his domineering spirit and his face quickly turned purple.

"The Mo family disciples were chased everywhere, and they had nothing to do with Zhao Gao." A killer said in a muffled voice.

"She is my wife. If you want to take her away from me, then ask me about my big knife!" Jiu Xiong was lucky and moved his internal strength to his wrists.

"Get out of the way--" The masked man "swept across the thousand troops" and chopped Jiuxiong's legs.

"Your grandma's--" Jiuxiong pulled up onions on dry land, and the masked man rushed to the air, and was so angry that he danced his axe.

Jiuxiong stopped in mid-air, and a "counterattack" slashed at the masked man's head with two swords. The masked man stopped and withstood the two swords.

Jiuxiong took off the firewood from the cauldron, took back the big knife, turned 270 degrees and used the counter-road sword technique. A blood light flashed, and the axe was cut off, and the blade was removed from the masked man's shoulders.

"Go to die--" Jiuxiong roared angrily, turned around again, and his two swords were penetrated deeply into the masked man's chest, "Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?"

Instead of retreating because of the death of the leader and masked man, the killers rushed over. One of them made the meteor hammers whirred the wind and entangled Jiuxiong's weapons in an instant. Jiuxiong could not break free, so he could only fight with it and just stalemate. The other killers took the opportunity to slash the knife. Jiuxiong's back was cut to pieces, and it was deeply rooted in the bones.

"Master, get on the horse and walk back and invite Xiye to come--" Jiuxiong shouted in anxiety.

"I can't ride a horse, damn it." Zhao Xianglan sat on the jujube horse and said helplessly.

"Prince, I'll come--" Nishino finally appeared, jumped up from his horse, and came over with an ancient sword in his hand.

"Brother Xi, if you don't come, you won't see me." Jiu Xiong suddenly felt energetic and fought desperately, which would make the killer of the Meteor Hammer take dozens of steps away.

Nishino shouted, "Prince Ninth, please dodge aside. Leave these crappy guys to me to clean up!" As soon as he finished speaking, he launched the "Meteor Chrysanthemum" sword technique and adopted 77 to 49 moves in succession, each move six styles, linked together. More than 40 killers had never seen such a fast sword move, but they forgot to resist for a moment.

Nishino's own swordsmanship was gone, and the killers broke their limbs and shouted in pain. In an instant, more than 40 killers were killed, and the remaining one saw that the situation was not good, jumped onto Jiuxiong's mount, rode his horse and ran away.

The killer deserves the bad luck. As soon as he escaped from the woods, he ran into Luo Dechang, who was rushing towards him. The killer was so shocked that he flew out of the sky. He crossed the reins in a panic, intending to escape to the fork. Luo Dechang's eyes were filled with anger, so he could not allow him to escape. He raised his right hand, held the strong wind in his pen, and flew straight to the killer's heart!

Nishino shouted: "Father-in-law, keep a living!" Unfortunately, it was too late. The iron straightened his heart and killed him immediately. The dead body fell down.

"Xi Daxia, am I anxious?" Luo Dechang suddenly pulled out the iron pen from the killer.

"Eunuch Luo... you attacked... too fast..." Jiuxiong stabbed his swords, forced himself to do it, spit out a few words, and then fell down shakingly.

"Eunuch Luo... come here... Jiuxiong is almost out of reach." Zhao Xianglan rushed up, hugged Jiuxiong, and slowly sat on the ground.

Nishino, Luo Dechang quickly flew to Jiuxiong. Jiuxiong's lips were purple and he shivered: "The boss... I'm so cold..."

"Your Majesty... can't sleep..." Nishino ticked the Renying acupoint twice with his fingers, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

Zhao Xianglan's white clothes were dyed in rouge at this time, and she didn't care about so much. She hugged Jiuxiong tightly: "Jiuxiong, I don't allow you to die, I must live well for me."

"The head of the family... I'm afraid... I can't accompany you... to Xianyang..." Jiuxiong looked at Zhao Xianglan, and his eyelids could hardly be raised.

"Jiuxiong, I, Zhao Xianglan, have never been worried about anyone in my life, including my father." Xianglan pressed Jiuxiong's Renzhong hole with her fingers.

"The head of the family... Jiuxiong, I... this time... I want to disappoint you..." Jiuxiong coughed violently.

"Eunuch Luo, please save my husband, I beg you." Xianglan was already crying and cried into tears.

Luo Hu untied the water bag, placed it on the ground, bowed three times to the south, and then turned the pen into a brush. He turned and said, "...I'll look forward to it in time. The disciple raised his body to invite him. Please see the true form in the bowl, and then came to invite him to ask him to come. Guanyin Empress sits on the lotus platform, eighteen Arhats are lined on both sides, Zhuge Liang is lined on the left, and Liu Bowen is lined on the right. The disciple raised his body to invite him to invite him, please see the true form in the bowl. The Emperor Taishang descended. Laojun went to Nanyang at the age of seven, with three whips and two maces Chu King, and three invited Zhuge Liang to protect the Han King. The fifth was Zhu Taizu, the sixth Han Xin rebelled against Luoyang, and the seventh Lingluo rescued the original. The eight major disciples left the battlefield, the nine-rate and three sects established Han Xin, and the ten major contributions to the hundred generals..."

"Senior, have you finished reciting? The prince has closed his eyes-" Nishino was so anxious that his heart was about to jump out.
Chapter completed!