Duan Wuji thought for a while and said: "Hey, Brother Tieniu, isn't there a Guandao ditch fourteen or five miles north of our section of the family complex? Let's go to that place to play. It's spacious and there are few pedestrians.

, the scenery is also beautiful, just right for us to practice martial arts.”

Tieniu nodded after hearing this. "Well, I have been to that place several times. It is indeed a good place."

With that said, the two people went straight to Guandaogou.

This Guandaogou is a ravine running from southwest to northeast. There is a ravine sandwiched between two mountains. The terrain is very dangerous. The ravine stretches for hundreds of miles. It is two to three miles wide in places and only ten feet in narrow places.

Although it has entered autumn, the Guandaogou is still full of life and a thriving scene.

The faint fragrance of the wild flowers was very pleasant. The two of them sat on the grass and ate five or six fires each. Then the two of them began to practice martial arts. At the beginning, Duan Wuji practiced while the Tieniu watched quietly.

Then the two of them started sparring.

Duan Wuji used a sword and Tie Niu used a stick. Later, the two exchanged weapons and continued practicing until noon. Tie Niu put down his weapons and said to Duan Wuji: "Brother, you see it's already noon, let's eat

Burn a few fires and rest for a while, then practice for a while and then go back."

Duan Wuji nodded. The two of them finished eating all the food on the fire and drank a few sips of water from the nearby stream. The two of them walked up the hillside and lay down in the grass on the hillside to rest.

The warm sun shone on the two people, and soon they both fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of clashing swords and guns and the neighing of horses woke the two people up.

Duan Wuji sat up suddenly and looked down the hillside. He saw more than thirty people on horseback, holding swords and guns, and besieging a dozen people. The dozen people held swords and guns in their hands and resisted desperately.

The two sides were fighting for their lives at the bottom of the ditch. An old man in his fifties was seen directing the resistance with a riding crop and a sword.

The old man was dressed in blue official clothes, with a look of panic on his face. He held a sword and yelled desperately: "Hold it, hold it. Otherwise none of us will survive."

But can two or three of them fight against each other? Can they withstand it? It’s not going to work right now.

I saw the thirty or so people surrounding me, all with their faces covered in black and gray, and their heads wrapped in sand towels. They were all brave and good at fighting.

People in the circle have fallen into despair. But the instinct to survive is still resisting!

Duan Wuji poked Tieniu with his hand, "Brother, did you see that these people outside have dirty faces? They must not be good people. Let's go down and rescue them."

"How to rescue?"

Duan Wuji thought for a while and said: "Normally, these people have no grudges against us. We just need to frighten the horses when we go down. We don't have to hurt anyone. This is not far from our Duanjiaji. There is no need for us to cause trouble in front of our house."

.”

"Okay, I know, just look at it."

Duan Wuji poked Tieniu with his hand. "Brother, don't yell. Let's go over quietly and give him a surprise."

"knew."
Chapter completed!