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eps 27's

Fu Ke-wei did not rest anymore, deftly he got up from

sitting down, taking the head out of the carriage checking, his face

unaltered. The four horses coming from the front were like they were crazy,

the coachman was also like he was crazy, his carriage was swaying violently, and,

leaping, looking terrible, it seemed like every moment

the train could be rolled to pieces.

"Quick run the train into the rice field!" audibly

yelling at the main driver.

On the side of the road there is a trench as wide as two chi, rice fields only

a few piles of white sand, how can the train get out"

The main driver did not comply, he instead braked

the train, smoothly controlling the donkey,

the train stopped on the side of the road.

"Be careful of them "Fu Ke-wei shouted out loudly, saying,

suddenly he got out of the car.

The opponent train came crashing, its strength was like

mountains falling. Four horsemen behind him, even beyond ten

the move has left the highway, advancing from the second

beside the road, the carriage had just passed, four horsemen

it also reached both sides of the train.

The blade and the sword were pulled out, when the two horsemen

stuck to the side of the train, they hurt the ass with

sword and machete, and without stopping crashing forward.

The main driver was surprised, his donkey was in pain and ran forward, he said,

the main coachman did not expect this incident, until it fell flat on its back.

Dust flew, in front of invisible people.

The running horse carriage suddenly turned, making a carriage

uncontrollable and rolling to the right.

Within the shadow of the dust, ten more horses had come

crashing, seeing the horse carriage roll over, they don't hunt

evades. People were screaming, horses were snickering! The sky rocking the earth

shaky, awful.

"Oh! The sky!" Fu Ke-wei who floated down on top of the pile of sand on the side of the road looked up at the head screaming, feeling, feathers on

his entire body turned cold and stood up, the cold shut

his body. A luxurious four-horse chariot and four-horse riders

having run for a hundred steps more, the sound of his carriage was extremely loud, the roar of horses was like thunder, all disappearing in the dust

flying. Thirteen horsemen, there were only three people left

behind, at the critical moment of crashing, they went sideways and entered

downstairs so it could be saved, ten others seven died instantly, three heavy wounds almost dead, fourteen horses no one could stand alone, most of the legs broken neck, broken neck, collapsed all.

The main driver is dead, dead crushed by a dead horse.

Eight passengers on board the train were seriously injured

lucky to have survived only two people, students and traders. Yang

one fracture of his right leg, one broken hand and

head wound. The one who does not die, in the dust helps the

the wounded, the dead were laid on the side of the road, the wounds were buttressed

downstairs to get his wound wrapped.

Fu Ke-wei found his own bundle under the train

destroyed, smoothly treat and bandage student wounds and

tradesman. He heard the sound of horse racing, also knew the three riders

the surviving horse brought his wounded friend, quickly

students and traders. He has the most wound medicine

good, how to wrap it is also very smooth.

"You guys, you're in touch." He comforted two seriously injured people, "later to go to the nearest village for help."

He's the way to come, Ru-wen village is there

behind a population of about two-thirty families.

He could not remain a witness to report to the police, after two seriously injured people were handed over to the village head, he said

leaving Ru-wen heading south, heading towards the district

Ye. When I got there, it was almost night.

He entered the city before the city gates were closed, and slept in

inn. The second day he did not continue his journey, he

spend the whole day looking for news.

The third day, he rented a small donkey, full of

anger towards Nan-yang. Xiang-yang, the largest city in the central waters of Han-jiang, is

important door in the north of Hu and Guang provinces, since ancient times

famous for its traffic, its economy and its eunuchs.

The government city of Xiang-yang has experienced several times

the war, but it recovered very quickly, in the city was no longer

looks damage due to the war, the market is very crowded, it looks

very advanced. Xiang-yang was the trading center, across the north

Han-jiang is three-four li away from Fan city. It used to be that the street of Fan city extended to the edge of the times, but the old road had been burned to the ground, and the prosperous rows of shops and inns were nowhere to be seen.

Fu Ke-wei stayed at the Fulai inn, the inn was located

in the south of the city, around it is a tether

boats, 'dragon' and 'snake' mixed, to many problems

happen. One li more than the southwest of the city, there was one Hanbei

quite famous, this house belongs to Mr. Li, the nobleman

Xiang-ang, Li Yong-kang. But the caretaker is the Jin clan, commonly called Jin-badou

(eighth lord Jin). This home is an important place to know

people of the martial world, people in this housing master a variety of businesses in Xiang-yang, trains, boats, shops, feet, teeth, nothing is not mastered. Groceries that come from downstream, and produce that is sent downstream, have all been established by Mr. Li with a large brand office, income per day one dou of gold

the source is very broad. In the hearts of martial people, the name of Lord Li was in order

The Nine Greatest Swordsman, his nickname was the Sword of the Spirit Breaker

(Toan-hun-jian), his heirloom sword that shines striking gold

eyes really scare people.

His nickname Jin-ba-dou is the Eight Directions of the Land, can be in value

he's a man how. Anyway, the two of them were not just the local dragons of the area

Xiang-yang, in the martial world also has a name. In the heart

the locals, they are wealthy tycoons and masters

big land. Li's master's house, located ten li south of Xiang-west of Xian Mountain, where it was named Li Garden. Between Li Gardens and Xian Mountain, there was a highway leading to Jing-zhou. From Kebun Li to the north, all the way to the south shore of Xiang-yang lake, the rice fields in this area almost all belonged to the Li family, one could imagine their magnitude

the Li family's. Xiang-yang is the largest land and water port in Hanjiang, not only the earth is fertile, especially the roads are crowded by merchants and tourists, in the inn if there is a guest staying, especially if there is a guest, certainly does not cause the attention of others, what else this guest is not a famous person at all.

The name Fu Ke-wei registered at the inn was

Fu-xian, a traveling student.

Her clothes fit her position, in green, in green clothes,

the person was handsome and tall, there was a slight gentle innate, a little

there is also no sign of a patient.

Li's garden was not very spacious, there were ten more buildings

surrounded by trees and flowers. One li on the west side, there was only a farming village consisting of twenty more houses and

animal enclosure, this is where the workers live and

the farmer. Mount Xian is a famous tourist spot, with

beautiful vistas. Her son Li's family, often with children

the rich man in the city, traveling up the mountain.