Chapter 417 Tiger Girl

Before Jiang Nanyan heard the next sentence, she turned her head strangely and said, "Master, why don't you continue talking?"

Zhang Yin turned his head as if nothing had happened, looked down at the foot of the mountain, and whispered: "Be careful, there is someone lurking in the jungle behind."

Jiangnan Yan is also an old man. He remained calm when he heard this and continued to guide the soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain, chatting and laughing calmly. The hillside here is a saddle-shaped, and their personal soldiers stand far away. Only two people are standing in the arching place.

The two were chatting and laughing, and suddenly they winked each other, and immediately turned over in the air. Their big sleeves floated like the wind, and they stepped on the clouds and rushed straight to the bushes where Zhang Yin found movement.

Feng Lei led several agile spies to sneak here and found that there were generals in the army in front of him. Although the two were wearing casual clothes, dozens of personal soldiers were stationed on the other arch slope next to him. Naturally, these two were lieutenant generals at that time.

Feng Lei dared not go nearer anymore, fortunately, the slope is much higher than Zhang Yin's foothold, and standing here is enough to see the foot of the mountain. He looked at the slightest, and with the protection of the plants and trees, he saw that the training troops at the foot of the mountain were neat and the formation evolution was not at all chaotic. He couldn't help but feel shocked: It seems that the combat power of this militia is not worse than that of the regular army, and there are many people, so it is very difficult to break through here.

He was immersed in his sight for a moment, and did not realize that he had been noticed by Zhang Yin, and he did not expect that Zhang Yin was so skillful. Seeing that the two of them suddenly flew away from the horse and arrived like two big birds. Feng Lei was shocked and immediately drew his sword in his hand and stood up suddenly.

The word "玉天" is really right. In terms of light skills, it is even better than the leader of the sect Li Fuda. He rushed to the front, and his hands were rolled out like two angry dragons. With a "boom", the bushes were shattered by his big sleeves. The branches and leaves were shot in the sky, and the two spies who were out of sight were thorns all over the faces were covered with flying slashes. One of them was hit, covering his face and screaming in pain, staggering back, and falling heavily to the ground.

"Iron Sleeve Kung Fu?" Feng Lei was shocked. He did not expect that the militia general knew such domineering skills in the martial arts world. He roared a trembling roar. The steel knife in his hand had already stood up like lightning, and a simple move "strikes Huashan" with a simple move. The sword turned into a flowing light, and was as strong as a mountain. The sound of wind and thunder sounded loudly.

Jiang Nanyan also did not expect that a spy from a bandit would actually use such a domineering sword technique. You should know that Feng Lei's martial arts are second only to the thief Zhang Mao among the Bazhou Xiangmao. Even Liu Liu and Liu Qi and others have less attainments in martial arts than him. How can martial arts be used to be ordinary?

Jiangnan Yan couldn't dodge and immediately stood up with a stake. The two big sleeves rose up and rolled up with endless strong wind, trying to greet him with his two sleeves.

Feng Lei had only a ray of sword light in his eyes, and the rest ignored it. He shouted loudly, like a thunder explosion on the ground, his sleeves faced the sabre, and a loud cracking sound of silk. It was so heart-shaking that the figure was about to break. Feng Lei couldn't help but step back several steps, holding the knife and both hands were numb.

Jiangnanyan's big sleeves are originally a kind of internal martial arts. They can use force to break the skin and damage the lungs. In order to fight against the sword, the big sleeves are also added with a fine metal layer, which is raised. When using force to hit, they are like two iron shields, which are very tough and powerful.

But after this knife, the pair of big sleeves were shattered and fragments were flying all over the sky. Jiang Nanyan took a few steps back with her two bare arms. The hardware brocade was shattered and shattered, and her two shirts were bleeding. He suffered from the loss of weapons and had this move with a top foreign expert like Feng Lei. He had suffered some internal injuries and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Nanyan, as a great master of the Maitreya Sect, also a local priest, and he had never suffered such a big loss. He yelled, gritted his teeth and went up again, but was grabbed by Li Fuda and said with a smile: "Leave it to me."

He smiled and took two steps forward, his palms turned into yin and yang, and flipped forward and backward, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that there was such a master in the white-clothed army. Good, very good, a pity, it's a pity."

Feng Lei didn't know what he was saying, but the man's martial arts skills were not inferior to him just now. Since this man stopped him, his martial arts skills naturally went up to the top, so he didn't dare to be arrogant. He just put the sword in his hand and said coldly: "Are you empty-handed?"

Li Fuda's palms were closed and separated. His palms were white and tender, and his fingers were slender. He was like a literati. He could not see anything abnormal. Feng Lei saw that his palms were not like that he had a domineering palm skills such as iron sand palms and cinnabar palms. Instead, he was more cautious in his heart. He put the knife horizontally under his arm and moved it slowly.

Suddenly, the blade flipped, facing the red sunset of the day, like a blood mark flashing. Li Fuda's pupils suddenly contracted, and only the sword lights were seen in front of him, woven into a piece of training, rolling horizontally, and the wind and thunder were faintly hidden.

When each knife was slashed, everyone else saw the light of the sword. Li Fuda could see the long blade clearly, trembling with trembling, murderous aura was wild and raging, arrogant, and extremely powerful attacks like thunder.

Li Fuda sucked water like a long whale, and took a breath of breath. Suddenly, a sensation of smoke rose. As the sharp sword wind rose or floated, the sword lights seemed to have completely rolled him in. Jiang Nanyan, who was watching, raised her heart to her throat.

He wanted to take the opportunity to kill the small minions around Feng Lei first, but he didn't dare to move when he saw the situation of the leader, but he just stood there, for fear that the leader would have an accident. The few people around Feng Lei knew the power of the Feng family well, and even though they only had one move just now, they also saw that Jiang Nanyan's martial arts skills were much higher than them. Jiang Nanyan did not take action, and they were just in line with their wishes. Both sides watched the battle between Feng Lei and Li Fuda nervously.

Li Fuda was like a wisp of light smoke and a ghost, floating against the extremely strong sword. It was very easy to break. Although the power of the thunder and thunder was shocking, how could it last? Twenty-one swords, twenty-one swords were used up, and the power of sealing thunder was exhausted.

"Kill!" A gloomy shouted, and while Feng Lei was sucking in, Li Fuda, who was still indifferent, suddenly accelerated. As his last sword light just broke into the air and closed the situation, he slashed his chest with a palm.

The palm contained power, which was enough to shatter Feng Lei's internal organs. Fortunately, Feng Lei was retreating, and immediately responded when he could not resist. His feet suddenly accelerated backwards on the ground. Li Fuda's palm slapped his chest, which was equivalent to helping him with another force. Feng Lei's strong and tall body suddenly rose into the air and ejaculated backwards.

Poor, Feng Lei has never practiced such a brilliant "light skill" in his life. He fell behind and flew seven or eight feet away, landed with a bang, and spit out half of his blood. His body was still like a rolling gourd and fell from a distance.

The spies were originally confident in Feng Lei, the second hero in Bazhou's robbery, but they didn't expect that he would be defeated so quickly and in such a mess. They immediately raised their swords and guns and rushed forward. Jiang Nanyan sneered, flashed, and blocked Li Fuda like a ghost.

Why should the leader take action for such a small fish and shrimp?

Feng Lei rolled to the sky, fell out more than ten turns, and removed the strength of Li Fuda's palm. He got up and turned around and left, jumping like flying, extremely fast. In an instant, the figure flashed slightly dozens of feet away. The grass stems that were wading behind were still swaying.

Feng Lei is definitely not afraid of death, nor is he a coward who sees his brother desperately escape alone. However, after so many years of life, he rarely does emotional things.

He knew how terrible it was to hit him just now. He rushed back and died with those brothers. The lieutenant generals of the village could not have any understanding of what happened here. If they had made peace, it would be fine. If they were to kill this side because of their disappearance, the terrible militia at the foot of the mountain and the two monster-like generals would be wiped out if they were careless.

Qiang took a breath, and Feng Lei did not dare to stop for a moment. He knew that he would have to lie down when he relaxed now. I am afraid he would not even have the strength to go back to report the news. Li Fuda and his two men killed a few spies like chopping vegetables and breaking melons. They took the Qiang bow from the hands of the soldiers who rushed over, and when Feng Lei's figure disappeared without a trace.

Li Fuda was calm and seemed to have never moved his hands. He brushed his sleeves and smiled faintly, "That palm has hit him. If you escape, you should run wildly. If you go to the mountain, you will die suddenly if you can't say a word."

Jiang Nanyan knew that the leader's terrestrial palm was powerful, and nodded when he heard this. He took a robe handed over by his personal guards to prevent his arms from being exposed to the outside and being too embarrassed. Then he glanced at the corpses and said, "Transfer the corpses a little in and throw them into the pit and valley, and there is no need to show off."

Those personal soldiers were all backbone confidants of the Maitreya Cult. They didn't say anything when they heard this, and dragged their bodies into the dense forest.

Jiang Nanyan said: "Master, it seems that the white-clothed army can no longer stand it. The man was so skilled in martial arts just now, and he thought he was one of their leaders. He came to inquire in person, thinking that he was preparing to break through."

Li Fuda smiled faintly and said, "That's natural. Will they just tie their hands? But the bravery of the white-clothed army lies in the battle between horses, which is conducive to fighting on the plains, large detours, large encirclements, and mobile combat, so they will be invincible. Now they are trapped in the valley, and their strengths are untouchable. If you want to escape, it's not easy."

He walked back side by side with Jiangnanyan. The regiment training at the foot of the mountain had already gathered its formation and prepared to return to the camp. The sunset in the sky was even more dimmer, and the wind blowing had already brought a hint of chill.

"Master, judging from the skills of these spies, the White Army's combat power is really good. What's even more rare is that they have rich experience in battle formations. We really can't take it as used, and we have to help the court eliminate them?"

Li Fuda sighed and said, "I feel a pity, but if you can use it, you must be willing to give it up if you can't. We already have our own people, one step closer to our great cause. If we indulge the white-clad army to leave, we may lose the big one because of the small."

Jiang Nanyan nodded and sighed, "But Yangling was reforming and reforming in the court. Now the land is in full swing, and the little emperor is not just greedy and fun like when he first ascended the throne. In a few years of peace and peace in the country and peace in the world, even if there are soldiers and horses in hand, it is probably difficult for us to have trouble."

Li Fuda tightened his eyebrows and said, "I am also thinking about this matter. I cannot drag it anymore, and I must not drag it for too long. Moreover, Ning Wang is a man with great ambitions and talent, short-sighted eyes, not deep cunning, and aura. Once he mastered the troops, he would be ready to move. If Daren had not restrained him there, he would have done many bastards. If it weren't for the delay for a long time, even if we could endure it, he would not be able to endure it, and he would have exposed his strength."

"However, the White Army failed in Jiangnan, but successfully allowed King Ning to take over the military power. Although the bandit suppression has been handed over the military power, he has used this period of time to arrange a large number of confidants to serve in the army. More importantly, the court formed a militia. The Red Tail Society, the Giant Poyang Lake gangs he recruited can transform into officers and soldiers under his arrangement. Now it has increased its strength greatly.

As the news sent a few days ago, he also contacted some chieftains from Miao, She and other tribes, and we responded to it in the north. With his great momentum, the big things will be more certain. When he penetrates the manpower more solidly, we will look for opportunities to launch a mutiny.

At present, Dali and Ye Yin are both missing. The captured and killed white-clothed generals announced by the court do not have their names. I guess they may be lurking where they are because the wind in Jiangnan is too tight. When they contact them, they will also go to Ningwang to help. Here we will first patiently train our incense army into an invincible and powerful army."

He patted Jiang Nanyan on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Wait patiently for the opportunity. As long as you are determined, there will always be a chance. We have always wanted to find a puppet among the descendants of the Zhu family. Didn't Ning come to the door? Our incense army has never been organized, so hasn't it become? The Ming Dynasty is internal and external troubles. It is the most fragile at present. Just as the baby's childbirth is the most dangerous at this moment. When he goes through it, he will grow up healthily. If he can't get through it, he will die. Our mission is to find opportunities and let him die!"

"Miss, come down!" Feng Lei's face turned red as blood. He forced himself to rush back to the mountain village with one breath. Even the guards did not dare to answer questions to him, for fear that if they dissipated, they would die on the spot.

He rushed into the temporary meeting hall and said this. His anger dissipated, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out, and then he fell back. Fortunately, Zhen Yangge reacted quickly, so he rushed over and held him.

Just as this mouthful of blood was spurted out, Feng Lei's red face quickly turned white and blue, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious.

Zhen Yangge looked up and down and saw that his body was not injured or bloodless. He sniffed off his robe, untied his underwear and exposed his upper body. He couldn't help but startled and said, "What a powerful palm injury, I think he is an internal master. Ying'er, come and take a look, the fourth uncle doesn't understand internal kung fu."

The Hongmao rushed over and saw that the five fingerprints on his bronze chest were not concave and convex, and they were shiny black and shiny. He couldn't help but be shocked. After a closer inspection, the Hongmao's face turned white: "This is the Shura Poison Palm, the unique skill of the leader of Maitreya Li Fuda! Where did he meet Li Fuda?"

"Li Fuda? That demonic way to kill Lao Wu?" Zhen Yangge jumped up suddenly, his beard and hair were wide open, and he was angry.

He and Huo Laowu have the best relationship, especially when he is good at leg skills. Huo Laofu practices eagle claws. When they were young, they broke side by side. When they fought against the enemy, one attacked the top three and the other attacked the bottom three. They cooperated with each other. They had a good brother who had been together for tacit understanding. At this time, when they heard Li Fuda's eyes turned red, they shouted anxiously: "Ying'er, wake him up quickly, and you must ask about Li Fuda's whereabouts."

Cui Ying'er said, "Hurry him on the stool, Uncle Fourth, do you still have any wine?"

Zhen Changge said dryly: "It's early... I'll drink it all."

Xie Zhongbao hurriedly said, "I still have some here." He hurriedly reached into his arms and pulled out a small leather pocket.

Xie Zhongcai was furious and said, "Okay, I asked you for wine, but you said you had already drunk it. But you still hid so much. It's so outrageous. This brother can't do it!"

Xie Zhongbao smiled and said, "Whether to be a brother or not, I can't decide if you ask our mother."

"Okay! It's still making trouble. Life is at stake. Give me the wine." Cui Ying'er got angry. When the two of them saw that Miss Cui was angry, they didn't dare to quarrel anymore. Xie Zhongbao hurriedly handed over the wine.

Cui Ying'er took out a knife from her waist and carefully cut Feng Lei's chest. The smelly purple-black blood flowed out. Cui Ying'er squeezed it with her hands until bright red blood appeared before she could drink wine. She sprayed it on Feng Lei's chest with a "pop". Feng Lei shivered in a coma, but still had his teeth tightly clenched and had not woken up.

Cui Ying'er handed the wine to her fourth uncle and said, "Hurry up, put it in and bandage the wound immediately." As she said that, she took out a small porcelain bottle from her close-fitting embroidery bag.

It is time for Feng Lei to be saved. Since the death of the Eagle Claw King Huo Wu, Cui Ying'er made up her mind to avenge him. She also knew that being hit by Li Fuda's poisonous palm was extremely difficult to cure. During the days when she returned to the old village of Cui's family, she collected rare medicinal materials everywhere. Based on Li Fuda's palm skills, she refined a bottle of unique antidotes to Shura Poisonous Palm.

But after that, she first found out that she was pregnant, and then the clerk was suppressed. Then the old village was in a passionate way to rebel and revenge. In order to control her own men, she was forced to join the White Army. The war continued and she was displaced, and she never looked for the whereabouts of Li Fuda. Unexpectedly, the antidote was used to save Feng Leidi's life at this time.

The Hongniang took the medicine to understand. She asked Feng Lei and the wine to swallow it, and then helped him sit down. With the internal Qigong, he helped his blood and qi run through his whole body. He was busy until the second day of the morning and sweated. Feng Lei woke up quietly.

Cui Ying'er breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing that she had finally pulled him back from the gate of hell. If this internal injury is not cured, it will be lingering in the sickbed. It will be enough to kill you. But if it is cured and healed quickly, it will take less than two days to become a vibrant hero.

Zhen Yangge was waiting anxiously by the side. As soon as Feng Lei woke up, he said impatiently: "Boy Feng Lei, who hurts you?"

Feng Lei said weakly: "I...I don't know that the man should be a general in the militia, but he was wearing casual clothes, and I didn't know the title, nor did I...I never named my surname."

Zhen Yangge jumped anxiously: "I don't even have a name or a surname. Where did you enter the world? You're such a fool."

Feng Lei smiled bitterly and said weakly: "Uncle Zhen Si, we are spies. We were discovered by someone. Of course... Of course, we can fight if we draw our swords, and we can't fight if we can... Let's go, what's the name of what?"

After hearing Feng Lei's words, Hongniang kept pondering. She suddenly remembered the words she said before Uncle Huo Wu passed away: "Li...Fuda... is hidden... is hidden... is hidden... in the group..."

"Hidden in the group..." She thought about this sentence repeatedly but couldn't understand it. Now she suddenly realized that when Uncle Wu forced to speak, he scattered his breath and died of vomiting blood. His words had gone away. He was not talking about the group, but the army.

At that time, various troops from Shanxi and Hebei gathered in Datong to drive away the Tartars. The generals in Datong City came from different places. Even if they knew that he was in the army, they could not find it. But now... they were stationed in Datong City at that time, and now there must be few officials in the military in the place where the militia was transferred to serve, and it would not be difficult to find the murderer.

The Hongniang's eyes were filled with murderous aura. Her hands subconsciously touched the short sword on her waist, but at this time she suddenly thought of Yang Ling. Li Fuda was hiding in the Ming army, and he was trying to kill the officials and rebels. Will he hurt Yang Ling? The current officials of the militia at all levels have all been stationed in Datong. It is impossible to find out with their own strength, and it is even more impossible for Feng Lei to point it out one by one, unless... with the help of Yang Ling.

After thinking about it, she had to tell Yang Ling about this as soon as possible. Thinking of this, the Hongniang was anxious. She looked at the uncles around and Feng Lei who was sitting on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Lei had almost lost his life. Judging from what he said, breaking through from the militia is impossible.

Now it seems that we have no choice. Only by agreeing to the conditions of the court can we save the lives of the five thousand brothers and protect the elders trapped in the Taihang Mountains with no clothes and food. This is the only way to live. As the leader of this team, I, Hong Niangzi, have decided to accept the pleading.

Now, for the last time I ask for your opinions. Who agrees? Who objectes?"

Xiantai Mountain is still the same villa. The guards were on high alert outside, but the villa was empty, with only Yang Ling. The white-clothed army did not attack this place, but they had just fled into the mountain, and the wealthy families who were responsible for guarding the villa rushed to escape. Although there were no valuable things in the villa, everything else was available.

As soon as the Hongniang entered the door, Yang Ling hugged her. Hongniang closed her eyes, relaxed her body and mind, and enjoyed his tenderness. After a long time, she reluctantly pushed him away. Her face was covered with a hint of redness due to the feeling of happiness.

It has no makeup on, but because of this bright red, the natural charm and delicate eyebrows, it exudes a twelve-faced charm, a kind of beautiful charm of a mature woman.

After twisting his hair in a wetland, Yang Ling said softly: "Just just took a bath?"

The red lady's pretty face turned redder, and she twisted her clothes and said embarrassedly: "It is not convenient to wash in the mountains. On the way here, she passed by Shenshui Spring. There were a few mountain spring water in the mountains. I hid in a place without people to clean... and cleaned it up."

"Oh! It's so cold. Although you have all your skills, it's inappropriate to bathe in cold water. Don't do this in the future. Besides, a hot spring is introduced into this villa, so you can come here to wash it."

The Hongniang bit her lips, revealing her fine white teeth, and said, "The spring water of Xianren Spring is also...it is also hot spring water..."

"Hot spring water is smooth and the grease..." Yang Ling felt a rippling in his heart, and he couldn't help but glared and said, "Although there is a hot spring there,... but is someone rubbing your back? Here, I can serve you."

Cui Ying'er blushed and slapped him, looked at him affectionately, and let him walk inside and sit down gently. Yang Ling asked, "Looking at your appearance, I think it's the generals of the white army who have agreed to accept the amnesty?"

The Hongniang sighed, "Do we have a second way to go?"

Yang Ling was overjoyed and said, "That's good. I expect you to ask me to meet again. I have made a decision. In this mansion, I have stored a batch of food and went back to get it back, so as to avoid the need for people and horses to be too troubled. In order to enable you to "break through the siege", we will break through the barrier as a white-clothed army. There should not be too many people in the army who know about this matter, so I still need time to make detailed arrangements."
To be continued...