Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 2 Dragon Fighting in the Wild
The mountain path was covered with heavy snow, and the sky was filled with moonlight mixed with snowflakes.

The white horse moved slowly forward in the snow. Due to the rugged mountain road and the dark night, the speed was not fast. Two people walked beside the horse.

Two people can ride on one horse, but Zhao Wumian sat behind the little girl. The little girl was worried that Zhao Wumian would suddenly kill someone... Zhao Wumian naturally didn't dare to let the little girl sit behind him. Helping was one thing, but it was right to be cautious in everything.

It happened to be snowing heavily, and it was difficult to go fast on horseback, so the two of them just led the horses and walked away. Nothing was said, after all, it was their first meeting.

Zhao Wumian, carrying the longbow and long sword seized from the bandits, glanced at the young heroine who was walking beside him with a horse. To be on the safe side, he advised, "Are you going to Qinfeng Village to suppress the bandits? I'm afraid we'll both be killed if we just go there. Why don't we discuss a plan...find a dry day, have the nearby soldiers ambush them, set fire to the mountain and force them to show up."

The young heroine frowned as she thought about something. She came back to her senses after hearing what he said. "Qinfeng Village has committed many evil deeds. Two days ago, they massacred a village and I caught them red-handed. I promised the living people in the village that I would avenge them... If we delay for one more day, I don't know how many more innocent lives will be lost."

She did not talk much about this matter, and her attitude was obviously firm. She turned to ask: "Young Master, your hidden weapons are so powerful, are you from the Tang family in Shu? Why did you appear in northern Shanxi, and you look... well, in trouble? I see that your injuries are not fully healed yet."

"Don't associate me with the Tang family. I won't kill someone and then make up a pretext for it."

"Huh?" The little heroine was stunned for a moment and tilted her head to look at him.

Zhao Wumian paused, "When you're in the underworld, there are always difficulties... How far is this place from the border?"

It’s Shu and northern Shanxi... It’s obviously an ancient template. In Zhao Wumian’s impression, northern Shanxi is generally the frontier of the dynasty.

The young lady pointed to the west, "Less than a hundred miles to the west is Piantou Pass, and to the east are Yanmen Pass and Ningwu Pass. Since the beginning of winter, the Rong tribe has been harassing the border..."

The little heroine spoke a lot when asked briefly. I don't know if she was born talkative or just wanted to chat to relieve her boredom. It was completely inconsistent with her cold appearance. In addition, her actions just now showed that she was obviously a warm-hearted person.

Zhao Wumian listened quietly, and occasionally asked a question and he knew most of it.

This world is generally still a template of a feudal unified dynasty. The country is called Li, and there are many sects in it, and the martial spirit is very strong. Recently, there have been some unusual movements at the border, and it is suspected that the Rong tribe is making some big moves. The little heroine is from Jiangnan, and this is her first time to venture into the world of martial arts. Adhering to the concept of being a hero and serving the country and the people, she rushed to the border without stopping. On the way, she met a small village that was looted by Qinfengzhai, and then she came up with the idea of ​​suppressing the bandits.

However, there seemed to be no trace of immortality, and I guess she was not cultivating immortality, so judging from the martial arts just displayed by the little heroine, it should be easy for her to suppress the bandits.

The young heroine frowned and said, "My lord, you don't know that the village is full of corpses and fires. It's like hell on earth!"

After seeing the tragic situation in the village, she decided to fight the bandits alone. Obviously, she was a complete fool...but Zhao Wumian admired her very much.

Although this little heroine is a little stupid and is a rookie who is not afraid of tigers, she is righteous and chivalrous, and she fights bandits thousands of miles away. Who can say she is wrong?

Zhao Wumian felt somewhat fortunate in his heart. Although he had to rack his brains to find a way to survive from the unknown enemy as soon as he opened his eyes, it was also good to meet such a silly girl.

I just don’t know which force my enemy is from… the imperial court or a martial arts sect?
The young lady looked at Zhao Wumian and said, "The leader of Qinfeng Village is called Wang Changzhi. I offer a reward of 20 taels of silver. He is a bandit leader in a border area. He is not very strong and is not even on the list of villains in the Detective Department. He is definitely not a match for you. How about you help me catch him and I will give you all the reward?"

Seeing Zhao Wumian's miserable appearance, she thought he was probably short of money.

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly and did not refuse. He was indeed short of money and his injuries were not fully healed yet... Isn't it free to see a doctor?

If he doesn't find a backer, the only way he'll make money in the future is probably to be a bounty hunter... He can't just live off someone, he doesn't have the connections.

Thinking of Zhao Wumian, he glanced sideways at the little heroine beside him. Her eyelashes were very long, and they blinked as if they could catch snowflakes.

He retracted his gaze, planning to help her once and then go their separate ways… He did not intend to make close friends with anyone before finding out his identity and the cause of his death, for fear that he would make friends with his enemies and put himself in danger.

The young heroine had no idea what Zhao Wumian was thinking. She had previously pressed the bandits for information and knew the exact location of Qinfeng Village. She walked in silence for about half an hour while leading the horse, and gradually saw flames in front of her... It was obvious that they were getting closer to Qinfeng Village.

The two men lowered their voices, found a secluded place to hide the white horse, and then took advantage of the night to approach the fire.

But as they got closer, they realized something was wrong. They could faintly hear the sounds of shouting and swords clashing, and the smell of blood was even stronger.

Through the woods, one could see a wooden wall ahead, several feet high, and the sounds of shouting and killing came from inside.

"Did someone get there first? Perhaps a knight like the female knight came here earlier to eliminate the harm to the people." Zhao Wumian guessed.

This is a good thing.

Zhao Wumian glanced sideways, and saw the little heroine's expression slightly changed. She stepped hard on the snow with her white boots, and her figure was as graceful as a startled swan and a flying swallow. She actually jumped over the ten-foot-high wall and left Zhao Wumian.

Could it be that just suppressing bandits could make her so anxious?

Zhao Wumian frowned, realizing something was wrong, and looked around... There was no crowd that could allow him to hide in it.

The main reason was that there were no tall trees... He had wanted to stand on a high point and explore first.

"Now that you're here, you're too nagging to go in. What kind of man are you?" Zhao Wumian frowned, but still planned to find out. Although this little heroine had obviously concealed a lot from him, she had promised to repay the favor of a meal, so there was no reason to break her promise at this moment.

Zhao Wumian stomped his feet and leapt several feet high. The things in front of him quickly retreated. The thrilling feeling as if riding a roller coaster made Zhao Wumian's blood expand and his heart beat faster. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.

With just one jump, he could reach several feet high... He was no longer an ordinary person.

It's just that this leap was purely based on the strength of the feet, just like the Hulk, and not at all as ethereal and agile as the little heroine.

But the original body must have learned Qinggong... After this matter is settled, I should also find a way to master all the martial arts I have learned. After all, it is my golden finger.

The silver moon was hanging high in the sky, and the snow was fluttering. The cold moonlight mixed with the flying snow fell down, and it fell on the bright and clear blade, reflecting a bit of murderousness.

Fires flew in Qinfeng Village, and the sounds of fighting and shouting were endless, dyeing the quiet night with blood.

After Zhao Wumian landed, he saw murderous aura and flames spreading. Two groups of people were fighting each other, corpses and body parts were scattered all over the ground, and the snowflakes in the sky seemed to be stained with blood, but judging from their attire, they were clearly bandits.

Is this internal strife?

No one noticed Zhao Wumian flying over, but someone from both groups shouted, "Damn Wang Changzhi, he colluded with the Rong tribe, what a traitor! He's a Rong dog! Go to hell!"

Another group of people remained indifferent when being scolded and just swung their knives to kill.

The two groups of people met with swords, and people fell down from time to time, staining the snow with blood.

The snow was so thick and layered that no one noticed him.

The situation was complicated, so Zhao Wumian did not act rashly. Instead, he looked around and saw a long house in the center of the village. Suddenly, a beautiful sword light pierced through the sky, leaving no trace, but it split the snow curtain in two.

Such a scene frightened the crowd in an instant. They turned their heads to look. Many of them were afraid and did not dare to go near the long house.

Zhao Wumian looked slightly happy, and ran quickly towards the long house. His presence was so abrupt at this moment that it inevitably attracted other people's attention. Someone was surprised and said:

"Isn't this a fool?"

"The person inside is Wu Ming from the Rong tribe! I heard that he is on the top ten of the detective department's evil list. He has superb martial arts skills and wields a large broadsword. He has killed countless heroes from the Central Plains!"

"I don't know who his opponent is, but judging by the power of his sword, he's probably not much weaker than Wu Ming."

"Is this person seeking death?!"

Zhao Wumian ignored him and was outside the long house in the blink of an eye.

But the wooden door in front of him was suddenly shattered, and a figure came out spitting blood. He passed Zhao Wumian like an arrow and hit the wall directly. Before he fell, a long knife suddenly shot out from the house, pierced his shoulder and nailed him to it.

"Boss Wang!?" The crowd that had been silent before suddenly exclaimed.

It seems that this is the traitor Wang Changzhi.

Before Zhao Wumian could see the scene clearly, he heard a light laugh, "You didn't even conceal your steps. Are the people in the Central Plains so arrogant?"

The wooden wall in front of him suddenly exploded, a cold light flashed, and a broadsword like a door panel was slashing towards him. Through the broken door, a long-haired man could be seen looking at Zhao Wumian coldly.

Obviously this is Wu Ming, who is one of the top ten villains in their list.

The young heroine was holding a long sword and stabbing at the long-haired man. When she saw Zhao Wumian, she couldn't help but show a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Zhao Wumian actually came... Seeing that the situation is not as simple as she said, shouldn't ordinary people just stand by and watch?
Without giving it time to think, a huge murderous intent swept out of the house, causing the two groups of people who were fighting to the death in the mountain village to stop and look in horror.

The broadsword in front of him seemed to weigh about a hundred pounds, but the long-haired man wielded it as easily as with his own arm. In just a short moment, he had the sword in front of him. There was a strong wind whistling around the blade, leaving no doubt that he could cut Zhao Wumian in half with one blow.

The men outside the house who had reminded Zhao Wumian all gave him a look that said 'you deserve it'. The little heroine also felt a little nervous and hurried forward to draw her sword to help. Then they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Zhao Wumian's pupils shrank slightly and his heart beat wildly. As a modern man who had rarely fought, he subconsciously raised his arm and slapped the side of the broadsword with his palm, as if time had stopped.

clang!
Suddenly, there was a loud bang like the sound of morning bells and evening drums, which spread outwards and directly dispersed the flying snow within a few meters around Zhao Wumian, forming a chain of snow fog that was visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)