Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 265|The one who is drowning in trouble
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Ayan Puka's first reaction was impossible.
The reed swings this place, grabbing a handful of soil and rubbing the mud with one hand, people will get rheumatism after living for a long time.
As a natural formation, it is least afraid of fire attack, because the fire can't be burnt at all, and if it is forcibly lit, it can only emit thick smoke, which will be extinguished in a short while. Unless a dozen barrels of kerosene from the Western Regions are transported and spilled along the river, the kerosene can float on the water extremely lightly.
But the black paint of the Western Regions fire is unpleasant, and you can smell it after a long distance. There was nothing unusual in the wind before.
Ayan Puka sternly said: "You are not allowed to run around, Filcha, you go and see."
A young man responded and immediately jumped out of the window.
The river course in the depths of the reeds is very narrow. In the past, the refugees built houses on Ting Chau, which is slightly higher, and dug soil elsewhere. They built up along the river course and found relatively flat stones to make water. The stone steps on the side are used for the docking of three skating boats.
Now the boats are all gone, one of them has been found, and it is lying in the flower field braving the flames.
The hull was broken in four sections, and at the broken position, the flames burned.
There is a shed made of wood in the flower field. This is to keep out the rain. Now the frame of the wooden shed is also on fire, and the tongue of fire rushes forward along the wooden slats. Pieces of pitch-black smoked charcoal were scattered on the ground, which was a good charcoal for heating in winter. The people of Xiliang also took a lot of effort to transport them in quietly, and put them into the furnace in autumn and winter to prevent Afurong from freezing to death. As a result, all the charcoal was thrown out, and it was still lit. If it weren't for the soil and weeds being too wet, it would be a sea of flames at this moment.
The young man named Felza was so angry that his eyes were red. He roared and kicked the burning wooden shed off.
The fire is not big, but the smoke is billowing.
"Who set the fire?" Felcha asked a Xiliang man who was busy fighting the fire.
"I didn't see it, it was so dark, I came when the fire was on."
The Xiliang man was also frightened and angry, and blurted out, "Are the slaves doing the trick?"
Felza slapped him and said angrily: "They can't even eat enough to eat, and they still have the strength to start a fire? Where are the people who take care of the flower fields?"
Felcha's martial arts is very high, and he is the leader of the younger generation. Although the Xiliang people whom he selected are also the powerful children of Babu surnames, which ancestor is the one here? There are several descendants of the royal family. At this point, aren't they all among the Han civilians, squatting in the broken places where moisture can penetrate the bones this winter?
Felza has a big fist, and most people are afraid of him.
"It's not a slave, isn't it a foreign enemy?" The popularity was beaten, and he carried the bucket and went to fight the fire.
Actually, the Xiliang people here don’t know the origin of Afurong. They only heard Ayan Puka say that this is a disturbing magical thing, a holy medicine from the Six Desires of Fanjiayi. Yes, once it is refined into a pill, those who cannot practice at home will be deceived by the devil and fall into the **** of Abi.
The people of Xiliang believe in gods and Buddhas, and they have seen the people who died tragically when Ayan Puka tried the medicine. This made some people fear Aphrodite, and some people went crazy to chase these safflowers, like admiring Ceylon. The Bayeux Scriptures are generally pursued by the Demon King's magical tools brought by Tianzhu merchants.
This is not a thing on earth!
In addition, as the leader of "Zanpu", he cherished and valued Aphrodite very much. There was a slave who accidentally smashed a flower branch when he watered the water and lost his life. Now the flower field was burnt to pieces, and there was a wooden boat that didn't know how to throw it in. Everyone was frightened and feared, afraid that Ayan Puka would get angry, so they were busy fighting the fire, hoping that the loss would be small.
When I entered the flower field, I found that most of the plants fell down, and the flowers were torn off and scattered in the soil.
Felza's eyes went dark.
"Ah--"
The Xiliang people screamed, not even daring to step forward.
In the distance, there was another flustered yell, and there was water in the warehouse.
The warehouse and the flower field are not on the same land at all. You have to make three turns by boat, and you can only see it from a distance, and the flames are lit up.
This is by no means something that a slave can make.
Felza's expression changed abruptly, he took a step back and hid quietly in the dark.
——Because of the young and capable martial arts, Felcha often went out, and also caught some people from the rivers and lakes who came back to try medicine and gave Piaopingge "replenishment" the killer, so he had heard the rumors about Meng Qi, and he knew the rumors. The ancestor of Qingwu's first master of the arena may have died in the hands of Master Meng.
He's not stupid. The entire monks of the Mogathi Temple can't stop a Meng Qi. What is he?
Felza dodges vigilantly, and ran to the house where he was discussing.
Only Ayan Puka, who has become the highest martial arts school of the Mojati Temple, can defeat the prestigious Meng Guoshi.
"Zampo, Meng..."
A kick was about to reach the threshold, and as soon as he raised his head when he was eager in his mouth, Felza felt a strong wind coming from behind, followed by a strong force that dragged him onto the roof.
He struggled desperately, and everyone snatched it out, only to see Felza's kicking legs and a shifted tone of Meng.
"Hula."
A few tiles fell, and Felza was nowhere to be seen.
It's Meng Qi!
Meng Qi is here!
The veteran Xiliang veteran with white beard and hair in the room rolled his eyes.
"Don't mess up, withdraw along the waterway." Ayan Puka had to stabilize the people's hearts, he said solemnly, "I'm going to drag people."
As if they were forgiven, everyone took up their weapons in a panic, and jumped through the windows when they didn't even dare to leave the door.
Ayan Puka didn’t even look at the old official lying in a coma. He walked to the door step by step, and said with a sneer: “How can Meng Guoshi come silently? The humble house is simple and simple, I am afraid that there will be no good wine or tea. , I don’t know if the Yinjia Brewery on the bank of Zhaoxi Feihe Mountain has been there. The peach blossom brew there is quite the flavor of Chudu in the past."
His words were filled with internal force, and he could hear clearly within three miles.
The face of the Xiliang man who was fighting the fire changed drastically, and he ran directly to the dock.
The so-called wharf is just a small river bay where boats are parked. There is also a slate between each house. Some are swash boats and some are just small sampans. There are a dozen or so in total. As a result, when I arrived, it didn’t matter. Large ships and small boats are not usable.
The cracked pieces, half-sinked in the water, were obviously destroyed.
"...spelled it!"
Xiliang's life is fierce. They couldn't walk at first sight. Only a few jumped into the river and sneaked away. They bit their teeth and went back and searched around.
When they wanted to come, Meng Qi certainly didn't come alone. Maybe someone from the legacy of Chu or Fengxingge came along. As long as Ayan Puka meets Meng Qi, the people around them will not take it seriously.
The fire gradually became smaller, only the smoke became thicker.
Because of the dense branches and leaves, this place was originally dark at night, but now the human voice is messy and coughing, and it is impossible to tell the number of intruders for a while.
They started yelling loudly in the words of Xiliang Country to avoid accidental injury.
At this moment, there was a loud noise, the roof in the center of Zhouzhu broke, and a figure rushed out.
It was Ayan Puka. He pretended to walk towards the door, but when he walked halfway, he suddenly exerted force, broke out of the house, and used twelve percent of the force with one palm.
However, Meng Qi was not nearby. This palm snapped a big locust tree hugged by the two, and the branches leaned toward the roof.
Ayan Puka dodges and stepped on the tree trunk, preparing to look down and look for the enemy.
Just when he was moving, there was a gust of wind in his ear, like a violent wind blowing through the woods, and like a huge creature flapping its wings. Ayanpuka turned her head suddenly, and saw a **** shadow wiping the branches and falling into the smoke, looking like a bird like a mountain eagle.
"No-wrong!"
Ayan Puka shook his mind, and then realized that it couldn't be the goshawk he was familiar with.
On the grassland and snowy mountains, there are such big eagles. Although Feiheshan has many birds, its size is much worse.
Ayan Puka quickly returned to her senses, but it was too late to lose her senses in such a moment.
The cold blade pierced his back silently. If it weren’t for Ayan Puka’s extremely high martial arts, he used his muscles to clamp the blade, then Ayan Puka would lose it completely. Controlling power becomes a useless person who can't stand up.
Rao is so, this injury is also very critical, because the sword's edge is still in flesh and blood, and the sword holder is even more difficult to deal with.
Ayan Puka can't turn around, let alone use her body casually, and she even has to use the strength of this sword to jump forward.
One escapes, the other chases.
The sword failed to advance an inch, and Ayan Puka could not escape.
He could only force his true energy, and he did not hesitate to injure his meridians, so that the sword in Meng Qi's palm was shaken out by a strong force.
To escape from the dead, Ayan Puka had no time to heal his injuries, bleeding on his lips, and backhanded his weapon from his belt.
Meng Qi won't give him a chance to breathe, and the sword will sway, and it will be an impenetrable net.
When Ayan Puka saw the trick, his heart burst into anger, and the pain in his back was burning with fire. He couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I didn't expect that Meng Guoshi would actually be a villain who would sneak attack from behind."
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said casually: "You and I are not in the world, what are the rules of the world, and why do you not allow sneak attacks from behind?"
Conspiracy. It is still necessary to lead soldiers to fight against major events. Isn't it a joke that no sneak attacks are allowed?
"You--"
Ayan Puka hesitated to speak, he wanted to ask the shadow that looked like a goshawk before.
Does Meng Qi already know his details? Otherwise, why should people pretend to be a goshawk to disturb his mind?
Taijing Dragon Vein, is it possible to know the Anahedo Mountain Dragon Vein?
Impossible. Goshawk said that he had never seen the Taijing Dragon Vein, and he had never used the real image near Taijing!
"Why, surprised?" Meng Qi spoke in a leisurely manner.
The two of them fought faster and faster, the sword of heartfelt and the blood and bones brought out afterimages, purple and blood intersected, and the ground was messed up. The strong wind left a few inches on the tree trunk and the soil was sinking. , The river is surging.
"Zamp, kill him."
Some people from Xiliang screamed loudly, followed by a sudden response from the crowd.
They didn't see Ayan Puka injured. All that happened just now, and they couldn't see clearly with bad eyesight.
The shadows of the trees are densely covered with smoke, but these people seem to have forgotten where they are. They wish that this is the prosperous Xiazhou capital, the Xiliang country decades ago.
In the majestic and majestic Buddhist temple, countless monks are holding sticks in formation, the headed person is dressed in splendid clothes, and the children of the royal family are dressed up, and they seem to be the descendants of the gods mentioned in the scriptures of the Mojieti Temple. About to fight the arrogant Chu Dynasty national teacher who came from afar.