After leaving the stone slab, Meng Shuai's waist emerged from the half-person-high grass, carefully not causing a sound.

But I saw a pile of bushes that were tall by one person at the exit of the stone slab, which concealed the exit very completely. I thought that the person who designed it was thinking. Looking out from the bushes, there were no other figures wherever I looked. It seemed that there was a trace of someone standing in a certain open space, but it was no longer there.

Meng Shuai's eyes were surfing for a while, and found a special color under the shade of the trees outside the bushes, which seemed to be the color of a brown and red horse.

Meng Shuai's heart moved and took two steps, but he saw two horses tied under the shade of the tree, one brown and red, the other snow-white, and both fat and strong horses. But the owner of the horse was not around. The two lines of footprints stretched out into the distance, and it was obvious that the owner had gone to another place, and had not turned back yet.

Meng Shuai said intimately: What, I've talked about it. The two of them were very happy to brag about the emperor and the queen. If they don't turn around now, can't they really fight in the wild? Seeing the situation in front of them, I felt a move in my heart and said intimately: I will ambush you openly this time. I now wiped a handful of soil from the ground, rubbed it on my face, and grabbed my hair in a mess, dressed myself up like an ordinary country kid, and finally put the thing hidden in the black soil world in my sleeves, and then I pulled the horse up.

He just acted cautiously, then secretly untied the reins of the horse silently, untied one, and dragged it forward. After taking the horse out a few steps, the iron in his hand flashed, and now the horse's hind legs stroked, and then poked it on the horse's butt.

The horse immediately neighed, digging the soil with its hooves, and struggling. Meng Shuai held the reins of the horse with both hands and whimpered a few times, as if he was trying his best to control the horse, but he could not control it and was spinning in place.

Someone heard a giggle and said, "Brother, how interesting is that little horse thief?"

Meng Shuai turned around and saw that a man and a woman had turned out from the woods. The man was Mr. Zhao, but the woman was a stranger. Meng Shuai glanced at him from a distance and saw that the woman was slim and beautiful like a crabapple and a peach and plum.

But I couldn't see the situation in front of me. Meng Shuai shouted, pulling the reins more and more, as if he was about to run away, and he couldn't bear to leave the horse, so he danced with all his hands.

The woman smiled and said, "Boy, stop running away. The master is here, do you know?"

Meng Shuai shouted loudly and turned around and was about to run.

The woman smiled and said, "Brother, I want to show you something." With a wave of her sleeve, a thin whip flew out, suddenly wrapping Meng Shuai's ankle.

When Meng Shuai saw it from a distance, he secretly cried in his heart: Awesome!

The power of the weight lifting state cannot be separated from itself. If you want to use your strength to control the whip, you can shake the whip like an arm and use your fingers without relying on your fingers. You must reach the "wind" state where the strength is released. This woman's means are above herself.

He immediately fell to the ground, shouted, and let the woman drag him over.

Meng Shuai struggled while focusing on the other side, and kept looking at the supporting marks below. At this time, he had already seen the place where he was holding the horse. One foot was as the axis and he paused underground. Suddenly, his body twisted 180°, and his hand was pulled, and something had appeared in his hand.

Seal crossbow!

Meng Shuai raised his head and glanced at Mr. Zhao's position. With an internal force, he rushed, and a thump, and an arrow flew out. Mr. Zhao shouted and arrived towards him. The other hand raised his knife and fell. Under the sharp blade, the whip immediately tore it apart. He shook one foot and had already dragged it out of the surround.

The woman screamed and said, "Little thief, you are looking for death!" With a swish, she pulled out the sword and chopped it off.

Meng Shuai raised his hand and another arrow was taken.

With a sound of rushing, a black light flew out again, but this time it was much thinner. The woman blocked it with a sword. With a sound of rushing, the sword bent down and the black light disappeared.

Meng Shuai obviously felt that the speed of the crossbow absorbing internal force was slower, and he thought to himself: Is there something wrong? Before I could think about it, I rolled a few steps, came to the horse under the tree, pinched my fingers, broke the rope for the horse, turned over, and rode away.

He had already thought about this retreat, and he had considered it when he chose to remove which horse to take off.

The horse he was riding now was Mr. Zhao's horse. When he and Sister Qin passed by, Meng Shuai recognized it. The reason why he kept the horse and chose to steal the horse was because it was the woman's mount. He was afraid that there would be a special connection between them and it would be difficult to tame, and he would not obey his command when things were about to happen.

In order to prevent the woman from catching up so quickly, he also drew a thread on the Achilles tendon of one of the horses, making it limp.

This journey was actually mountainous, but it also had a relatively slow slope. Meng Shuai’s riding skills were not necessarily very good, but he used all his strength at this time. I wonder if he had the help of God, the journey was smooth and he rushed down the mountain without being hindered.

He originally had two plans, one was to rush down the mountain and escape with horsepower, and the other was to throw down the horse and burrow into the forest and escape through the tunnel when the road was blocked. Now it seems that it is very smooth.

Unexpectedly, after running for more than ten miles, the sound of horse hooves behind him was heard. Obviously the woman chased him. Meng Shuai was anxious and thought to himself: Why did I get a place just now? It seems that Mr. Zhao is dead. Otherwise, if he was beaten by me, he would definitely be very injured. Why should the woman be by his side to take care of him? How could she catch up with him so quickly?

After another moment, I heard the sound of horse hooves behind me as dense as rain, getting closer and closer, and the speed was so fast that it was not on the same frequency as the one under his crotch. Meng Shuai was frightened and said to himself: Why are the legs of the same two horses so different? Could that woman's horse be a horse that is rare? I would have chosen that horse just now.

In a blink of an eye, the sound of horse hooves had reached behind him, and then he walked side by side with him. Someone said, "Okay, boy."

Meng Shuai was shocked. It turned out that this sound was not a woman's voice at all. When he turned around, he saw that the horse was a black black horse, one head taller than his side. The horse was a man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and heroic spirit. When he rode on the horse, he was as stable as if he was sitting on an easy chair.

A thought flashed through Meng Shuai's mind: He is a hero! But then he thought: This man is here to catch me, and he is about to catch me, so he should not wait to die. He pulled the reins of the horse, galloped back, and turned half a circle. If he had a dagger, he would have taken action long ago, but there were no other weapons in his hand, and half of the crossbow was still hanging on his arm, and he waved it and smashed it on his face. At this time, he couldn't care about any precious sealing weapon.

The big man blocked it casually and shouted, "Come here." With his arms lengthened, he reached out and grabbed Meng Shuai directly.

Meng Shuai cursed, "Go to yours." With half a circle in one hand, he took out his arm and hit the big man's forearm with his backhand. He made a short move, but it was a wonderful trick in the transformation of the Spirit Turtle's Bagua.

The big man exclaimed and said, "No," he took a pity, but he didn't even shake it. He grabbed it straight forward, lifted Meng Shuai's collar and lifted him from the horse.

Meng Shuai hit the man's arm without any effect. Instead, he was shocked very hard. Without changing his moves, he felt that the man's palm was like a mountain pressing against him and could not resist him. He knew that he was too far from him. After grabbing the neck, he controlled the Dazhui point and felt even more sore and numb all over. He said intimately: I will return to my position today.

The big man grabbed him, and while holding down his crossbow, he then spread his palm open, and took away the iron of the mechanism, searching all over the place. Fortunately, Meng Shuai's real good things were collected in the black soil world, and he was not afraid of losing anything, but he was most afraid of losing his life now, and losing things was really a trivial matter.

Of course, although I was afraid, Meng Shuai's face did not change much. Anyway, I had experienced a lot of things, so I really practiced calmness. I stared at the big man and said to myself: Who is this? That woman's bodyguard?

Just as he was thinking, the big man carried him back and drove back.

After rushing all the way, I heard the sound of horse hooves behind me again, and saw a white horse limping up. It was the woman.

Meng Shuai thought to himself: "Okay, this is the real master."

But after the woman came, she saw the big man and suddenly exclaimed, turning her head back and leaving. The big man shouted, "Miss Tang, wait a moment."

The woman immediately stiffened her body, as if he was hesitating to leave, but finally turned around. In a blink of an eye, she was shocked and smiled like a flower again. She immediately leaned over and said, "Brother Jiang, please."

Meng Shuai was stunned and thought to himself: Is he named Jiang? Not only is he not from that woman, but he is still...

Sure enough, the big man said, "When will Miss Tang come? Are you here to visit relatives or friends? Shimei has worked hard all the way to Liangzhou, but Jiang is confused. It is really abrupt that Shimei is not here to entertain you. No, I will go home with Brother Yu, and have a drink to greet you first, and then stay for two or three days, so that the Jiang family can have the friendship of the landlords."

The woman shook her hand and said, "How can I work with Brother Jiang? My younger sister just passed by by chance. She didn't visit relatives or friends, and saw the scenery."

The big man smiled and said, "Oh, I don't want the Shimei to assist the Grand Marshal of Tang to be a military man, but she still has the leisure and leisure to visit. Since that's the case, what's the scenery in Liangzhou?"

The woman lowered her head and smiled slightly, saying, "The place of Jiang's family is naturally a Feng Shui treasure land, with outstanding people and beautiful places. But although Liangyuan is good, it is not the hometown after all. The younger sister has been out for a long time, and now she has seen through the scenery. She is going back to Jingzhou. Say goodbye, and there will be a date later." As she said that, she went without looking back.

The big man did not stop him and shouted from afar: "Shimei is careful all the way, so I'll forgive Jiang Qi for sending him away."

Looking at the woman's back, the big man suddenly smiled and said, "You said that she was limping, when will she arrive in Jingzhou?"

As he said that, he lifted his hand and turned Meng Shuai up, saying, "Did you do it?"

Meng Shuai kept his head facing down, blood surged upwards, his mind was congested, and his reaction slowed down, and he said, "What?"
Chapter completed!