It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 260

It rained on the grassland. At first it was just a cloud, but it quickly became a piece, and then it covered the sky and covered the earth, just like the sluice of the Tianhe River, and the rain poured down.

Cheng Dalei was ill. Excessive blood loss led to a decline in his resistance. Coupled with the high-intensity work for several days, he fell ill without any accident. The body is hot and hot, and the eyelids are as heavy as mountains.

The roof of the carriage was made of tarpaulin, but it still couldn't stop the pouring rain. Li Wan'er kept wiping the rain on Cheng Dalei's forehead with a sweat towel, and the cold raindrops fell on his face.

"Cheng Dalei, wake up, wake up, don't sleep."

Li Wan'er shouted anxiously, seeing Cheng Dalei's entire face turning red and swollen, with a strange red in the pale skin.

dong dong dong!

The hooves of the horses were screeching, and a group of horse bandits rushed in the heavy rain, and the horses' hooves landed on the ground and stepped out in chaotic water.

In an instant, the carriage was surrounded by people, and the rapid sound of hooves, they circled around the carriage, the rain hit their faces, and they let out unbridled laughter.

"People, people are here." Li Wan'er's face was as pale as paper.

Cheng Dalei clenched his personal sword tightly, his already extremely weak body tensed like a spring. He walked out of the carriage and saw the rain was like a curtain. Horse thieves surrounded the carriage. Then, when Cheng Dalei came out, four or five knives slashed at his head.

Blast the fireworks!

The sword turns into rain, blooms from one point, and pierces the rain curtain.

Knives dropped in the air, while their masters were stabbed in the wrist at the same time. Cheng Dalei's sword was stuck on the donkey, and the donkey, which was suffering from the injury, rushed forward and rushed out of the siege.

However, Cheng Dalei's body was weak, his face changed from blue to red, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

Li Wan'er supported him, her heavy body was on top of her, she shook Cheng Dalei's body, and could only get a weak response from Cheng Dalei.

The horse thieves had already caught up, and they came very fast, like black leopards in the rain.

Li Wan'er saw that Cheng Dalei wanted to hold the sword, the muscles in his forearm were tensed, and the sword he could raise was like a weak flag. He is like a taut bow, but no bow string can be taut all the time. For example, the bow string of this bow is broken.

He no longer has the strength to continue fighting.

Li Wan'er suddenly gritted her teeth, pulled her rain-soaked hair behind her head, and tied a ponytail.

"Give me the sword, if I haven't forgotten something."

She went to grab the sword, but found that in a semi-conscious state, Cheng Dalei was still holding the hilt tightly.

Cheng Dalei shook his head at her.

She also gave Cheng Dalei a roll of eyes.

"It's so pretty even if you roll your eyes away."

Cheng Dalei thought silently.

With one finger and one finger, Cheng Dalei's hand was opened, and the sword was held in Li Wan'er's hand.

The horse thief chased after him, and the most impatient horse thief slashed the machete at Cheng Dalei.

Rotary cut.

Support your feet with your waist as the center, and rotate your body to increase the speed and strength of your sword swing.

The knives and swords collided, making violent noises in the air, like a tiger and a leopard fighting, and no one roared when they got the advantage.

Cheng Dalei was stunned, his pupils dilated in an instant.

Li Wan'er's posture is not without embarrassment, and her movements are even a bit funny, but her swordsmanship is an extremely correct way of exerting force.

A scholar who has no practice but masters theory?

"Although I don't know what the mascot you are talking about." Li Wan'er raised her eyebrows: "But I'm really not a mascot."

Cheng Dalei was startled and suddenly shouted.

"Be careful!"

Li Wan'er was startled and waved her sword to block.

Emperor Ming may not be a competent emperor, and naturally he is not a competent father, but he is never willing to relax in the education of his children. Li Wan'er has learned many things since she was a child: stringed qin, Go, calligraphy and painting, tea ceremony, and... swordsmanship.

Li Wan'er is naturally not a qualified student, but her teacher must be the best teacher in the empire. She has learned a lot of things, some of which have been forgotten to this day, but her body still remembers it for her.

Zhongping stab, Huiyan slash, smoke wave, boy three bows, Su Qin carrying sword...

The sword skills stored in the mind but never used are activated at this moment, and it is not the mind that remembers them, but the body.

She recalled the scene when the teacher was teaching when she was a child, how she laughed at the teacher's hairpin like a censer in the main hall. However, at this moment, I feel a little resentful that I didn't learn more and memorize more.

It turns out that everything learned will be used, even if only once, even if only once.

Now she is like a middle school student holding a table tennis racket. Someone said to her: There is no one in the country now, and the task of winning the championship is left to you. Oh, your opponent is three consecutive world champions.

The ball went back and forth between the rackets, and she didn't even think that she had played enough rounds and still hadn't let the ball hit the ground.

However, it is impossible for a middle school student to beat the world champion.

She held the sword with both hands, hoping to exert the maximum strength, but her speed and strength were declining, and the light of the swords pouring in her face made her more and more dazzled.

Cheng Dalei's hand grabbed her palm, and then stabbed.

The prepared hole pierced the palm of a horse thief, in exchange for a shrill scream in the heavy rain.

She moved slightly closer to Cheng Dalei, making the two of them closer together, and Cheng Dalei was close to her ear.

"Faster, faster!"

If the boat was tossed in the wind and rain, she found the helmsman at this moment, holding the sword in both hands, she burst out with the greatest strength possible.

"Faster, faster, faster!"

The hoarse voice was like a magic voice, channeling the greatest strength in her body.

One sword, one sword, one sword... pierced through the rain curtain, bringing blood.

"There's nothing we can do."

The rain hit Li Wan'er on the face, she was still holding the sword tightly, but her forearm was a little sore due to lack of strength.

"Actually, it's not that there is no way..." Cheng Dalei whispered in Li Wan'er's ear.

Li Wan'er was startled, a kind of red appeared on her pale face.

"You bastard, you still want to take advantage of me."

She suddenly shouted angrily, but found that Cheng Dalei's eyes became weaker and weaker.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, how is there such a way."

She repeated this sentence back and forth, Li Wan'er blushed, suddenly lowered her head, and cursed fiercely.

"If it doesn't work, I'll kill you."

If it doesn't work, the two of them will die here, and there is no need for Li Wan'er to kill them.

She leaned over and kissed Cheng Dalei's lips, wet hair hitting Cheng Dalei's face.

Only the warriors who have been blessed by the princess' kiss can cross the thorns and slay the dragon.

An umbrella was erected above Li Wan'er's head, blocking the wind and rain, and she felt that the sword was back in Cheng Dalei's hands.

His whole body burst out like a giant dragon.

He jumped on the roof of the car, without a colorful phoenix and flying wings, set off fireworks, and went straight to it.

His body was like a thief in the rain, and a clean slaughter unfolded. A pack of wolves hunted sheep, but the sheep rolled on the ground and turned into lions.