The prince is very fierce

The sun is blazing on the loess official road. Even though it is just the beginning of April, for travelers who have traveled long distances and have been exposed to the sun for a long time, the tea and wine banners flying across the roadside are far more eye-catching than the embroidered handkerchiefs in the hands of the prostitutes.

Fenglingdu, located at the bend of the Yellow River, is two hundred miles away from Chang'an. It is the throat of the Northwest and the Central Plains. People must pass through this place when traveling from the south to the north. After the Iron Eagle Hunting Deer swept across the world, there was no more Jianghu within hundreds of miles of Chang'an. Fenglingdu seemed to have become the border of Jianghu. Going to Chang'an, no matter if you are a dragon or a tiger, after passing Fenglingdu, you have to be a rough man with your tail between your legs. And coming from Chang'an, you can only stand up straight after passing Fenglingdu.

The sun is hanging in the sky, and Fenglingdu Town is crowded with people. There are wine shops and brothels everywhere, and the blacksmith shops with swords hanging on them are clanging. There are no majestic and heavy buildings like Chang'an, but only here can you experience the ruggedness of the northwest.

On the official road outside the town, the carriages and carriages, merchants and knights, all carried swords and knives, and spoke little. Only a few words were heard from the teahouses on the roadside.

"Mengzi... are you going home?"

On the dry and cracked loess official road, Kou Meng was holding a stick up to his eyebrows, his robe was tattered and stained with blood. The bamboo chair was still on his back, and the sweat on his body wet the scabby wound. The stinging feeling made people feel uncomfortable, but because of the pill, except for the pain and tiredness, he could bear it.

Hearing his mother's voice, Kou Meng laughed and turned back:

"Yes, go home."

"Going home is good..."

The voice was very weak, and there was no sound after one sentence.

Kou Meng waited for a while, put down the bamboo chair on the stone on the side of the road, and looked over. After confirming that he was just asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief and carried the bamboo chair again.

After taking a few steps on the hot loess official road, Kou Meng looked back at Chang'an City, which had long disappeared from his sight. He could be cured immediately, but if he went back, he would not survive.

Although the two people who followed him had left at some point, Kou Meng knew what the consequences would be if he ran back secretly.

He was short of money for medical treatment, so he went to inquire about suitable work, and was spotted by the employer and set a trap. Now there must be someone watching near Huichun Hall. As long as he dared to show his head, he would be killed.

And that 'little prince', who was loyal to the world, let him go the first time, but not the second time. If he died, I would not be able to survive alone.

Kou Meng panted and looked at the end of the road behind him. He knew he could not go back, but he could not swallow this breath in his heart. He could be cured immediately!

"Let's go... go home... block the road..."

The old lady's voice sounded again, and there was the sound of bells of galloping horses behind him.

Kou Meng came to his senses and hurriedly moved a few steps to the side of the road with his stick. However, he injured his left leg on Yufeng Mountain, so he couldn't walk fast. Even though he tried his best to dodge, there was still a huge force coming from behind.

The horse brushed past the bamboo chair, and Kou Meng, who was holding the seriously injured body, stumbled and fell to the ground, and the old woman fell out and rolled around.

"Mom!"

Kou Meng's face turned pale in an instant. Regardless of the pain on his body and the blood oozing from under the cloth strips, he kneeled and crawled over to drag the old woman up.

Fortunately, the bamboo chair cushioned the fall, so the fall was not severe. The old woman's neat white hair was a little messy, and she raised her hand:

"Mom is fine... Don't fight..."

Snap

A whip sounded from the official road, and the leather whip hit the ragged man's back, instantly tearing a hole in the already tattered cloth, revealing the blood-stained wound cloth underneath.

"Are you deaf? You can't hear from such a distance..."

On the official road, a man in black riding a tall horse stopped in the middle of the road, holding a whip and looking furious. The man had a sword and jade pendant hanging from his waist, full of nobility. There were more than a dozen horses behind him. In the middle was a middle-aged man with black and white hair, a jade crown on his head, a cloud-patterned long sword hanging from his waist, a beard on his chin and a hooked nose. He looked quite imposing, and other travelers on the road had already avoided him.

The man holding the whip saw the sloppy man kneeling on the ground without turning back or speaking, and with annoyance in his eyes, he said, "Why don't you get out of here..." He raised his hand and whipped again.

Snap

The strong wind suddenly rose, and the stick sounded like a dragon's roar.

This time, it was the whip sound of the stick.

Kou Meng knelt on the ground without getting up, holding the old woman with one hand, and swept the stick in his hand towards the horse behind him.

With a crisp sound of "click", the four legs of the horse were immediately broken, and the fierce horse fell on the loess official road with a wail. The man in black fell to the ground, unable to hide his surprise in his eyes, and rolled and crawled back a few steps.

The dozen horses behind all retreated with their front hooves or fear, and more than a dozen people changed their colors, and drew their swords with "swish swish swish".

Although the merchants and knights on the official road were surprised by the skills of the sloppy man, no one dared to stop him, and they all retreated a little.

This is how the martial arts world works. If you have the ability, you can help others when you see injustice. If you don't have the ability, you have to swallow your anger and pretend to be blind, otherwise you won't live long. Moreover, most of the martial arts people on the official road recognized the outfits of this group of people as people from the Youzhou Tang family.

The one in the middle must be Tang Jiao, the head of the Tang family who is rumored to be going to Beijing to be awarded the title of Ten Martial Champions. Whether in the martial arts world or in the market, the Youzhou Tang family is a behemoth. When chatting in the teahouse, you can feel that the Tang family sword is not as good as the other three swords of the long-standing family, but when standing in front of them, how many people in the martial arts world dare to despise it.

The young man who fell off the horse first stepped back a few steps, and when he came to his senses, his face was furious and he drew the long sword at his waist:

"Damn it, dare to hurt my horse..."

Kou Meng carried the old woman back to the bamboo chair, and stood up with a stick. His face was almost distorted, and his arms were covered with blue veins like earthworms. His calloused hands seemed to be able to crush the stick.

The young man stopped talking and took a few steps back with his sword.

"Tang Yan, come back!"

In the horse team, Tang Jiao held the hilt of the sword and called his son in a low voice.

Tang Yan held the sword, hesitated for a moment, spit on the ground, and returned to the horse team, drove a guard off the horse, and turned over.

Tang Jiao looked at the many merchants and Jianghu people on the road ahead, and was silent for a while, then lightly squeezed the horse's belly and continued to move forward without looking sideways.

Jianghu is the place where news spreads the fastest, and Jianghu people still need reputation.

Tat Tat Tat

Several tall horses passed by the road.

Kou Meng held the stick to his eyebrows with bloodshot eyes, staring at the horse team passing by, but he did not move, because the robe at his feet was pinched by a calloused hand and could not move.

Tap tap tap

Just as the horse team was about to pass, the sound of horse bells and a woman's calm question suddenly came from the back of the road:

"You beat someone and then leave. Is this how your Tang family disciplines your descendants?"