Novoland: Eagle Flag: Six slaps

"Okay!" Ximen nodded, and took off the perilla leaves in his hands. She sticks wet leaves to her hands to protect the skin from the irritating drugs.

Xiang Kongyue also finished what Ximen wanted - a hollow silver needle with a dried carp swim bladder attached to it.

"Use this water needle to **** the wine juice, inject it from the vein on his wrist, and inject it all at once."

Xiang Kongyue was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "Even if so much wine is evaporated, there are still three jars of wine left..."

"That's good," Ximen turned and walked towards the door. "When the medicine of smoke cress and viper's venom collide, his whole body must be in unbearable pain. Three jars of strong wine are enough for him to be drunk for a day and a night. When I wake up, the poison will be pulled out.”

"I don't know if he can wake up after these three jars of wine go down."

"I have tried my best," Ximen said indifferently, "If he is really dead, it can only be that the gods want to take his life? , and inherited a short life.”

Xiang Kongyue raised her long eyebrows, and the door slammed shut.

It was pitch black, the sky was full of stars, and it was already night. A tall and pitch-black figure appeared blurred in the darkness, Ximen asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ji Ye?"

"It's me," Ji Ye was sitting in the courtyard and was about to fall asleep. At this moment, he got up and walked over.

"I've tried my best, whether I can survive depends on his own physique."

"Really?"

Aware that there was a trace of exhaustion in Ji Ye's voice, Ximen added: "However, his life is still very vigorous, and the medicine is ideal. If there is no accident, he should recover. You don't have to worry."

"Why is your face so red?"

"Really? It's wine..." Only then did Simon feel his face burn. She had been sniffing the medicinal smell in the alcohol just now, and unknowingly inhaled a lot of strong alcohol, and the profession of astrologer usually required to stay sober, Ximen drank alcohol very few times in his life. A shot of strong alcohol was enough to make her dizzy, but she forced herself to concentrate when refining the medicine, so she didn't notice it.

"I'll take you home," Ji Ye took Ximen's hand.

Simen shook his hand, not wanting to be pulled by him. But as soon as his spirit slackened, Ximen couldn't control his steps. Refining medicine takes a lot of energy, and the effect of spirits is even more obvious. So Ximen had no choice but to be dragged by Ji Ye, and walked through the still bustling front hall of the Xiangzhan in a daze. No one paid attention to them, but Ximen smiled wryly to herself. She felt that Ji Ye was picking up a stray cat strayed on the street.

Qing Zai walked loosely, with iron hoofs beating on the long street, Ji Ye patted Ximen on the head: "Girls don't drink."

Simon didn't bother to tell any more.

The fine wind in late spring sweeps across the long street, blowing a slight coolness on the face. Ximen raised her head to look at the sky. It was her habit to look at the stars, but at this moment she just stared at the thousands of stars in a trance. Maybe it was because he was tired, Ximen just stared at the starry sky in a daze. The wine also made her feel very comfortable, and she just wanted to follow Qing Hao wherever she went.

At this time, she heard a cry, a very familiar cry. Ximen turned his head, and a row of women in black came from the front, their cries were mixed with the sound of whips slapping the ground and warriors shouting: "Stinky bitch, why are you crying? You won't die if you enter the garden to serve guests. When you are happy."

Occasionally, there are a few ignorant and savage laughs, one or two panicked screams, and the obscene voice of a samurai:

"This time the real water spirits are crying so loudly, I want to squeeze a few."

Ximen turned his head away, and Ji Ye led the horse past those women expressionlessly. Some bold women raised their heads to look at him, tears were shining in their eyes, but there was a hint of pleading in their eyes, but Ji Ye's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. The samurai who had just purchased the population did not intend to offend the passing cavalry, so they whipped the women around them and pulled them to the side of the road, making way for Ji Ye to pass.

People passing by on the road passed by, Hime Ye rode forward, and the crying women behind him were getting farther and farther away.

Ximen and Himeno both lowered their heads and said nothing. Ji Ye pulled the rein with both hands and clamped Ximen between his arms. At this moment, he felt the astrologer's body tremble slightly.

"So what if I save it once?" Ji Ye whispered, "You think that is their fate?"

"Nothing, let's move on."

Ji Ye pulled the rein of the horse, and Qing Zai stopped. Simon looked up at him blankly.

Jimo suddenly smiled, and he slightly bent down in front of Ximen, so close that Ximen could feel his breath.

A pair of dark eyes are shining.

"Girl, do you want me to save them?"

"I..."

"If you wish, I will save them. Their current fate is not in the hands of God, but in your hands," Himeno smiled cunningly, "Give you a chance, hope or not .”

"I..." Simon's mind was in chaos, she closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously.

"Let's go if you don't want to."

"No! Hope!" Maybe it was the power of the wine, the astrologer lost his composure in a short moment.

"Okay!" Ji Ye responded loudly, turning his head and shouting, "Leave those girls, can you leave?"

After a brief silence, the samurai reacted. It was the first time for these warriors of the Wanzhou Chamber of Commerce to receive such an arrogant challenge, and they couldn't bear it.

"Presumptuous!"

"Who?"

"Let you know the consequences of offending Lao Tzu!"

"Are you looking for death?"

There are many warriors, but they are still quite concerned about the heavy armored cavalry. Although they were swearing and cursing, at the same time, more than a dozen people lined up and forced them over. Himeno's face was hidden in the darkness, and the samurai didn't know what kind of character they were facing. Qingzhao flicked her front hoof slightly, and Ximen saw a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Ji Ye's mouth.

Jimo took off Huya from the saddle, held the body of the gun with one hand, and held out the gun at the same time. The rosewood-colored gun barrel slipped out of his palm, Ji Ye held the neck of the gun, and pointed at the samurai at the end of the gun.

"Let those women go, you go away."

The warriors looked at each other. There are so many of them, and the opponent is not only not afraid, but their voice is even more indifferent. However, the man on the horse in the shadow was tall and tall, and he also had an aggressive arrogance when he swung his gun. The warriors took a step closer with their weapons in hand, and they were more cautious.

"Damn it!" The samurai leader who was leading the team slapped the crying woman to the side of the street. He was a little annoyed. Ever since the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms encircled and suppressed a wild regiment in Qinyang, the population business has become more and more difficult. After finally buying dozens of women, some people dared to stand in the way. His brothers disappointed him even more. So many people lined up in front but were overwhelmed by that arrogant guy. On the ground in Qinyang, someone dared to offend the power of the chamber of commerce, and it seemed that it was too long to die.

"If you dare to seek death, I will tell you to die once!" The leader strode up ahead of the warriors, holding a long shuttle more than ten feet long in his hand.

The leader is not afraid of cavalry, his long shuttle is just the nemesis of cavalry, it is close to the length of two people, it is not comparable to Ji Ye's tiger tooth spear. Not all the hired samurai are mediocre, and the leader can lead more than a dozen samurai because he has enough experience on the battlefield. Except for a few warriors holding long whips to control the women, the others followed suit. As soon as they got it, their courage returned to these samurai, and they were going to let Hime know what would happen to the samurai who offended the Chamber of Commerce.

Himino laughed, this time he really laughed out loud. Ximen has never heard anyone laugh so presumptuously, and in the long laugh, Qing Zou stands out like a lightning bolt.

The seven-foot-seven-inch long spear was used by Himeno as a hard whip. The first whip hit the leader's shoulder with the force of breaking a mountain. The long handle of the Tiger Tooth Spear was chopped into two pieces. The handle of the gun shook several black shadows in the long and narrow street, surrounding Ji Ye and Ximen, Qing Zou rushed straight past the group of warriors.

The continuous crackling sound accompanied by the howling of the warriors was like the thunder whip of the gods punishing the world, and it was inescapable.

For the first time, Ximen felt what "joyfulness" is. That samurai who boldly rushed through the crowd, that kind of lashing without restraint, that kind of overbearing that swept away thousands of people, but I was here. The astrologer actually smiled, but she couldn't see that her smile was blooming like a spring flower.

Qing Zou rushed forward twenty feet and stopped suddenly on the other side of the street. Ji Ye flipped his hand again, the spear slipped through his palm, and the point of the spear pointed at the warriors who fell to the ground like lightning: "Keep those women, or I will use the point of the spear."

The warriors fled.

Ji Ye waved to those women: "Let's go, the farther the better, Wanzhou is not where you live."

Then he pulled the rein of the horse and led Ximen to the end of the street. The women stared blankly at his black cloak fluttering in the distance.

This knight who came like the wind and disappeared like the wind later became a legend of the brothel in Qinyang City. The Qinyang Chamber of Commerce did not know that it was Ji Ye who did it, but they suppressed the news. So many women heard the story of an unnamed black cavalryman, and when Hime Ye heard the story again, he didn't know whether the black knight was really him. There is a knight who fought fiercely with five hundred elite soldiers from the Wanzhou Chamber of Commerce, and someone who used a long sword as bright as a star. Of course, in every story, this knight is handsome and compelling.

If he faced 500 elite soldiers directly, Ji Ye would run away without a doubt, and his sword was not as sharp as Lu Guichen's Cangyun Ancient Tooth Sword, which he bought at a weapon shop for 16 gold baht , As for the appearance, it is fine to be firm and stern, but being handsome is really not in line with Himeno's style. So Ji Ye shook his head, "Did someone else do it?"

Of course, it doesn't matter whether the black knight is Himeno or not.

In front of the inn, Ji Ye grabbed Ximen by the waist and put her on the ground, but he didn't dismount.

"If nothing else, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye," Simon thought, but couldn't come out.

"Leave Qinyang," Ji Ye suddenly said, "The situation may change at any time, and places with wars are always dangerous."

"I will stay for a few more days and prepare to go to Hengyu City."

"Then we shouldn't meet again, thank you for saving my friend."

"Nothing."

"If I own Kyushu, I will give you one state to express my gratitude," Himeno smiled quietly, "It's a pity that I don't even have the land to stand on. If I am rich in the world, I will I will give you endless gold and silver, but unfortunately I am just a leader of an exiled regiment, and I don’t even have the money to buy armor and horses for my soldiers. All I can do is to make you happy, and it will be my return... ...Are you happy?"

After thinking for a long time, Ximentou said, "I am very happy. I have rarely been so happy in my life."

"Goodbye then," Ji Ye patted her head, and prepared to leave with his horse.

"Jimo," Ximen pulled his horse rein, "the destiny of the stars is irreversible. The sign of doom has come to you, if you want to live, you should leave here quietly and leave the others alone. .”

"What else do I have after leaving here?" Ji Ye shook his head, "I only have my friends."

"Do you even hesitate to die with them?"

"I don't know, I don't want to die. But," Himeno smiled, "I don't think I can leave them behind."

Ximen let go of the rein silently, and Qing Zai walked away. The astrologer stood silently behind the horse, watching the cavalry getting further and further away from him. Suddenly feeling empty in his heart, Ximen stood under the willow branches at the entrance of the inn, and there was a bright moon among the willow branches.

Qing Zou suddenly turned around, and Ji Ye turned to look at Ximen. Ximen was stunned for a moment, she already knew that Ji Ye had many different faces, but she didn't know that Ji Ye could still smile like this, a gentle and childish smile. Under Ji Ye's control, Qing Zou moved back three steps, then walked sideways with light hooves, forward and backward, the horse's steps were graceful like a dance.

Jimo used to serve in the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, and he also learned the delicate ceremonial gait at that time, and he is still very proficient at manipulating the horses in this elegant dragon knight dance. Ma Bu is lively and happy, and Ji Ye doesn't look like a rogue, but like a carefree nobleman.

"Your horse has no feathers on its head," Ximen laughed and called out to Himeno.

"When I rule the world, I'll put feathers all over it," said Hime very happy, because he was very happy to see Ximen. After fighting for many years, he has rarely experienced this simple happiness.

Qing Zou finally stepped back and disappeared under the tree at the corner of the street. After waiting for a long time, it finally did not show up again.

So Ximen knew that Ji Ye had really left.

The starry sky was brilliant, and the astrologer raised her head, with a faint layer of clear light rippling in her eyes.