Chapter 233: Good intentions lead to bad things
"Lin Ying?"
A few disciples of the Wulin League showed surprise and doubt: "The Lin Ying of Ying Yang Shuangjue...?"
"Yingyang Shuangjue?" Fu Qingzhou had naturally never heard of this name and looked at Hua Wuying.
But Hua Wuying had no time to pay attention to him at the moment - when the man saw the tearful seeker, he immediately triggered his passive and strode towards Lin Ying.
On the other hand, Wu Changfeng answered his doubts: "A pair of brothers, Lin Ying and Lin Yang, one uses claw skills and the other uses leg skills. They work well together. They are bounty hunters who have become famous in the world in recent years."< br>
While they were talking here, Lin Ying was already tearing up and said: "That's right! My brother Lin Yang was killed by someone, and the murderer is hot on his heels... I'm at the end of my rope!"
At this time, Hua Wuying had strode to him, knelt down and stroked him.
"Brother Lin Ying."
He said solemnly: "In Xiahua Wuying, you can tell me what happened."
"Hua...Hua..." Lin Ying's eyes widened: "Are you the Young Leader?!"
Hua Wuying nodded slightly.
The tears in Lin Ying's eyes suddenly burst, and he buried his head in mourning and said: "Brother... if you can last just one more hour... just one hour! You don't have to die!"
He wiped away tears and talked about his experience.
Actually, this is a very simple thing, not complicated at all.
The cause of the incident was that Lin Ying and Lin Yang... received the Qianlong post from Qianfang Baixiao Tower.
The two of them were greatly surprised - they became bounty hunters firstly to make money and live a good life, and secondly to become famous all over the world. If they can perform well in this Qianlong Baijie Conference , then fame and money can be both gained.
But when they were bounty hunters... they offended too many people.
Less than two days after they received the Qianlong post, the news spread out somehow, and immediately after, someone came to the door.
The other party's demand is very simple - hand over the Qianlong Post!
The two brothers were young and vigorous, how could they compromise and bow their heads? They shouldn't, so when they disagreed, the other brother came over with a sword to kill them!
Although brothers Lin Ying and Lin Yang have excellent cultivation and perfect cooperation, there are too many people on the other side, and it is difficult for them to fight with four fists. After a fight, Lin Yang blocked a knife for his brother and suffered a serious injury. Seriously injured, Lin Ying fled with his younger brother on his back, with a group of enemies in hot pursuit.
After running like this for a day and night, Lin Yang finally couldn't hold on anymore and died of excessive bleeding. The pursuers also came again.
In grief, Lin Ying used his younger brother's leg skills, and single-handedly used the "Eagle-Yang Double Skill" guarding skill, catching his opponent off guard, and then he found an opportunity. , snatched a horse from the enemy and escaped.
During this process, although his own Qianlong Tie was still there, his brother's copy must have been taken away by the enemy without a doubt.
He galloped for more than half an hour, and then he met the Wulin Alliance convoy. In addition, he was already exhausted physically and mentally. He knew that if he met the enemy again, he would definitely die. Therefore, he, who was always proud and proud, could not care anymore and knelt down on the spot. Ask for help.
"Young leader, I have nothing else to ask for!"
Lin Ying wiped his tears and said: "I just want to take back my brother's body and kill the enemy with my own hands!"
< br>Hua Wuying was silent on the side, his face looking uglier than ever before.
"Holy shit...Brother Hua, his face is almost as dark as mine!" Not far away, Wu Changfeng whispered: "I'm just helping others avenge themselves, what are you doing with a dark face?" Yeah? ”
Fu Qingzhou smiled helplessly: "Brother Wu, the cause of this incident is Qianlong Tie."
Tang Jiao looked sad and whispered: "He originally thought that Qianlong Baijie would be a good thing, but it turned out to be harmful. The young leader must be particularly sad if someone dies."
Wu Changfeng suddenly realized.
A moment ago, they were talking about the Wulin Alliance's plan to use the Qianlong Hundred Heroes Conference to set up a banner and become the leader. However, they immediately encountered the murder of a young martial arts hero because of the Qianlong Post.
How does Hua Wuying blame himself...
Fu Qingzhou shook his head and walked forward: "Brother Hua?"
Hua Wuying sighed: "Brother Fu Xian, what's wrong?" "How do you plan to deal with Brother Lin Ying's matter?" Fu Qingzhou asked softly.
Hua Wuying was about to speak when suddenly there was another sound of approaching horseshoes in the distance. Lin Ying was startled and became nervous instantly: "It's them!"
Everyone followed the sound and saw a cloud of sand and dust rising at the end of the horizon of the official road, and a large group of people approaching on horseback appeared.
But they didn't get close. After seeing the convoy from a distance, they all grabbed the reins and stopped.
Hua Wuying gritted his teeth and was about to take a step when a hand was already placed on his shoulder.
"Brother Hua, let me do it."
Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Treat the injury of Brother Lin Ying first."
As he said, he didn't wait. Hua Wuying and the others agreed, and strode towards the group of people.
The reason why he stood up was very simple... he was angry.
Of course, although this level of anger is not as good as Hua Wuying's complex emotions visible to the naked eye, it is enough for Fu Qingzhou to draw his sword to help.
But let Hua Wuying come... With this dear friend's kindness and his current tangled emotions, I'm afraid he may not be able to handle the matter well.
The group of people were not far away, and soon they saw a person in the convoy coming alone, holding a long knife in his hand, a big bow on his back, and a stern look on his face.
“The brother in front of me...is he from the Wulin Alliance?”
Among the pursuers, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face rode up to the front and said loudly: "I apologize for disturbing you when I pass by!"
Fu Qingzhou continued to move forward with no expression on his face, and asked in a deep voice: " Did you kill Lin Yang for Qian Long Tie? "
Although his voice was not loud, with the help of his powerful inner breath, the voice rolled away like thunder, making the horses in front of him neigh uneasily. .
The group of people were shocked and whispered while controlling the horses.
The middle-aged man who spoke just now frowned and responded: "Personal grudges and Jianghu vendettas, do the Wulin Alliance have to deal with these matters?"
"I'm not from the Wulin Alliance."
Fu Qingzhou got closer and closer, and said calmly: "I just want to ask, did you kill Lin Yang for Qianlong Tie?"
At this time, everyone on the horse had gradually seen his appearance. The middle-aged man sneered and said: "You are not from the Wulin Alliance? How dare you come forward? Do you know who we are?"
Fu Qingzhou also He laughed: "Are you deaf? Can't you hear when I ask you a question?"
The middle-aged man sneered again, suddenly reached into his arms, and quickly took out a copy of Dictionary. Dragon post.
But the patch was stained with blood, and the blood stains were fresh and dripping down.
"Want it?"
The middle-aged man said coldly: "Come if you are not afraid of death?"
Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly: "It seems like Lin Ying didn't Lie... Who are you just saying?"
The middle-aged man laughed: "Are you afraid? We are..."
Halfway through this person's words, Fu Qingzhou suddenly started to move!
His speed was unimaginable, his hands almost turned into afterimages, he inserted the long knife into the ground with movements that no one could see clearly, unhooked the long bow, drew out the arrow, nocked the bow and arrow, and shot out suddenly !
The middle-aged man was still laughing with his neck raised, and blood mist instantly burst out from his mouth.
His smile and expression were all frozen on his face, and no sound came out of his mouth. The arrow was neither light nor heavy, and it just passed through his throat and came out from the back of his head!
The middle-aged man stumbled a little under the astonished looks of his companions, and fell under the horse with a plop.
"I can't hear you."
Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Who are you?"
(End of this chapter)