Chapter 178

Su Yin would never have believed that there were such excellent talents in ancient times if he had not seen the swift action, hard core tactics and perfect combat of the dark owl led by Jinglei.

After the rush as like as two peas in Xiling, two groups of funeral teams suddenly appeared, and the costumes were exactly the same as thunder and dark owls.

The clothes, the height and shape of the owl, the carriage, the horse, the coffin and even the smell of corpse oil on the coffin are the same. No one can tell the true from the false.

There are three roads outside Xiling City, one is the business travel official road, which is the best way to go. Although it has to pass through the mountains, it can go straight to Xishu.

Another road leads to Nanjun, and another one goes through a city in Dongyue, followed by Shaluo city border guarded by Ma Hancheng.

Su Yin thought that Jinglei would definitely choose Nanjun or Dongyue, because according to normal thinking, the best way to go must be the most dangerous.

——However, he really chose the best one to go!

The two groups of funeral teams started from the southeast, and he led them on the business official road.

Su Yin was very puzzled and asked: "brother Jinglei, you are not using this move in a proper place? Isn't it more dangerous for us to go straight? "

Thunder glared at Su Yin, and his tone was lukewarm: "the most dangerous place is the safest. General Su doesn't even know this, does he? I don't know how the LORD was bewitched by you

Su Yin said with a black face: "I said brother Jinglei, how can I hear that you still seem to have a problem with me?"

"Would you please take out the word" seeming " Jinglei rolled his eyes angrily, "what method did you use to bewitch the Lord to lose the Marshal's house to you?"

"I said, if you have the ability, you will win back."

"Well, wait!"

Thunder snorted, rode the horse, raised the whip and began to run, Su Yin also quickly followed up.

At this time, yunbao, who had been lying leisurely on the side of the carriage, suddenly stood up and looked away at Xiling city.

So Su Yin looked back and saw the flames rising over the imperial city of Xiling, which made half of the sky red as if stained with blood.

And in this piece of red like blood fire, there is a human figure driving the horse to soar, against the fire, just like the return of the murderer.

——Isn't it the dawn of the clouds? How could he have a phantom?

Su Yin was both surprised and pleased. He asked Jinglei excitedly, "brother Jinglei, what is the Kung Fu of the general army? Is it so amazing?"

Jinglei looks at the murderous phantom in the fire. His face is not as surprised and happy as Su Yin, but full of incredible fear.

Shaoqing, he said in a deep voice: "general Su, let's go!"

Su Yin didn't know where he was. Seeing that the thunder was heavy, he didn't care to ask. He immediately rode his horse and ran forward.

Two hours later, the funeral team in charge of Jinglei was about fifty miles away from Xiling city and arrived at the foot of Xiling Snow Mountain.

I wondered if there would be a big army coming for a while and a half, so everyone stopped.

At this time, the sky is already dim, but the color of the sky is very bad. The surrounding wind and dark clouds are gathering in the sky.

The altitude of Xiling Snow Mountain is very high. The mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and there is a snow waterfall from the top of the mountain. Therefore, it is very cold in spring, summer, autumn and winter for several miles around.

The towering snow mountain is the most natural protective wall in Xiling city.

For so many years, there were countless countries fighting in Yanhuang, but Xiling city never came down. That's why Zhuang Xiaohan was so willful and reckless.

Jinglei found a place to take shelter from the wind, then opened the lid of the coffin to check the life and death of Wu Zhuang Nanzhao.

He used his finger to explore Wu Zhuangnan Zhao's nose, and then he explored his several acupoints, his eyebrows suddenly locked.

Su Yin asked: "brother Jinglei, what's the matter?"

"His fourth Highness's clavicle nail has sealed his blood. I'm afraid his life is in danger. However, there is no one in this area. How can I find a doctor? "

"Cough!"

Su Yin raised his head haughtily and pointed to himself, "brother Jinglei, is this doctor far away from the sky and close at hand?"

Jinglei obviously didn't believe it and looked at Su Yin suspiciously: "do you know how to cure?"

"Well, hum!" Su Yin raised her eyebrows very proud, "at this moment, have you already begun not to dislike me?"

Thunder a Leng, unexpectedly by her this words brand a big red face, Shan Shan way: "that you still don't hurry to show to four highness?"

"Well, let's say you're not going to look at me any more along the way!"

Su Yin then went up and pulled Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's wrist to take the next pulse, but there was no pulse.

She is a Leng, stretch out a hand to touch his neck pulse, just slightly some beat.

Sure enough, the situation is not good.

"Brother Jinglei, how do you say clavicular nails exist?"

"The clavicle nail can lock the acupoints of martial arts practitioners, making them unable to move their Qi and blood freely. As time goes by, their martial arts will be completely abandoned. If the situation is serious, their lives will be in danger."

"That is to say, almost all the acupoints of the fourth highness have been nailed into the clavicle?"

"Eighteen, respectively in Baihui, Shanzhong..." Jinglei said a big way, and finally sighed: "the clavicle nail is as thin as hair, deep into the flesh and blood."

Su Yin's face became more dignified and asked, "since such a powerful thing, you don't think ordinary doctors can get it out, do you?"

"To find a doctor is not to get a clavicle nail, but to give his highness his life. Otherwise, we'll send a corpse all the way back. Are you still with my head? "

——Woo!

As they were talking, a horn came from all around. All of them turned around and saw a black army of Southern Jin coming from all directions.

The first general came majestically, dressed in blood armor, with his hair tied into a high horsetail by two red ropes and a silver dragon gun in his hand.

Su Yin stared at the general carefully, and then he was stunned: "isn't this sister Liu? How can she be a general?"

——Yes, this general, who is riding on a high horse with tens of millions of soldiers, is Liu chanshuang.

This time dressed up Liu Chan frost, no longer that charming Lord, her face lingran, valiant, domineering leakage.

Startled thunder looked at Su Yin suspiciously and asked: "this is Qin ya, the head of the Qin family in the Southern Jin Dynasty. How can you recognize him?"

"I know you in Kyoto!" Su Yin's eyes at this time appeared a little star: "Wow, I didn't expect sister Liu to be so brave when she put on her armor."

Jinglei turns to look at Su Yin's salivation for Liu chanshuang, and immediately spits: "it's all right for you to bewitch the general. How can you even drool at the enemy's general?"

Su Yincai ignored him and ran over: "Sister Liu, aren't you the chief of the painting class? How did he become a general in the Southern Jin Dynasty? "

Liu chanshuang drives his horse to Su Yin, stops slowly and smiles at her: "matchless, long time no see!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to come back from east Vietnam. Oh, you look so handsome

Su yintut exclaimed for a long time, then said the point, "Sister Liu, this is to catch us?"

"Yes, and no!"

Liu chanshuang pointed to the coffin on the carriage, and then to Jinglei and his party, and said: "at least we know one. You can go, but they and the fourth highness have to stay."