The mist like a gauze drifts with the breeze, and the cattle and horses cannot be seen clearly from a hundred feet away.

A abandoned platform stands by the road, more than two miles away from the town. I don’t know if it is a declining clan ancestral hall, a charity house for travel and rest, or something else.

The stone-built platform foundation is broken, with weeds growing, and only a few tiles left on the roof. On the thick wooden pillars, the couplets are mottled and can be seen: I am also a playboy when I stand by and watch.

It was like an old woman with a sad evening scene, with chicken skin and crane hair recalling the past in the cold wind, and singing in the musical music.

It might be a stage, Chu Fan thought. History and culture have their own inherent trends. Even if the dramas in another world are different, the contents cannot be very different. They are just joys and sorrows.

He gently put down the little girl on his back, jumped onto the stage and ran into the pretty solid side room, and took her up.

"You sleep in the pile of straw first, don't run around. Go get some food and come back soon."

Well, Gardenia nodded vigorously.

They ran all night.

Chu Fan regarded Huang Tang as a touchstone, but found that his ability to resist strikes was unfathomable, as if he was still above the first level of the Copper Title Realm.

After some thought and calculation, he was shocked.

Huang Tang's punch hit the abdomen, but the strength was scattered throughout his body. He only felt a slight shock, as if a ripples quickly passed through his skin and muscle tissue, unscathed.

The situation is very similar to a drumbeat.

The strong man could not beat the drum evenly with his strength, because the force of the drum hammer was evenly dispersed by the drum surface.

But the 18-year-old girl's slender jade hand can easily pierce the drum surface with an embroidery needle. Because the contact area of ​​the needle tip is very small, the damage is amazing.

Crash, pound, smash, hit, knock and other attacks, which can not cause any damage in front of Chu Fan's perverted defense. You are afraid of chopping, chopping, cutting, stabbing, drilling, and cutting...

Chu Fan had seen an iron spear choke in his previous life, but he had never seen any master dared to be stabbed by a needle or cut by a knife.

In this way, isn’t the power of chopping, chopping, pricking, drilling, and cutting more than hitting, hitting, hitting, hitting, and knocking?

Actually, it may not be.

Pick a line with the gun and sweep a large piece of stick.

Gun picking is a point-line attack, with a small impact range. Stick sweep is a large-area indiscriminate attack, with a large impact range.

Chu Fan was a slave for fifteen years and lacked food and drink. He was fast, strong, but his body was not very strong. Once his body reached its peak, his body's defense ability would be expanded to an incredible level.

Through Huang Tang, Chu Fan understood the layout of Lujiabao.

At night, the commander transferred the guards of the relevant routes, and he climbed into the castle as if walking on the flat ground.

The little girl was locked in a room alone, and she was basically unprepared. No one dared to live with the person who was about to be buried with her, for fear of being contaminated with the yin energy.

It is no difficulty in rescuing her.

There are only two things to worry about.

I can't wait for Lao Cang anymore. I'm afraid that the situation will change, so I'll go to the burial of my life in advance.

I can't kill my enemies with my hands.

There is a wizard living in the Lu family's inner castle, and Huang Tang often sees people sending rare medicinal materials.

Chu Fan guessed that the so-called mage should be a cultivator who was nestled in Lujia Castle to refine alchemy, and his strength was unknown.

He must rescue Gardenia first and cannot risk entering the inner castle.

So, he could only watch Lu Bo die.

However, maybe it may be that the old man won't be able to braid so quickly...

Chu Fan carried the little girl on his back and turned his head back to look at the Lujia Fort, which was like a tomb, sneered and fled into the dark night.

First go north, then turn south, and walk two hundred miles in one night.

According to Lao Cangtou's limited geographical cognition, the south of Shanyin County will be Cangnan County 800 miles away. Cross Cangnan County and arrive at the border, opposite to it is Ji Guo, the mortal enemy of Li.

As a slave of Li Kingdom, he would be pardoned after he ran to Ji Kingdom.

Due to lack of money, Chu Fan only got eight taels of silver from Huang Tang. As for jewelry, it was useless to take it. If you go to pawn, you would easily reveal your identity.

Huang Tang had just arrived in Lujiabao for a month and had not received his salary. He prepared a glamorous outfit with a little money. Chu Fan did not ask him to borrow it, for fear of attracting attention and causing trouble.

In fact, eight taels of silver are a lot. Ordinary people generally only use copper and rarely see silver. Five taels of silver can buy a cow, eight taels of silver can save money and support a family of three for a whole year.

After walking quickly for a night, the little girl burst into panda eyes and her face turned glorious.

She didn't know that Chu Fan had just pulled out of the gate of hell, and she didn't quite understand the meaning of freedom. But she knew that she didn't have to look at her sister-in-law's face anymore, and she didn't have to worry about the vicious spirit of the Lu family. She might not be separated from Brother Fan in the future... When she thought of this, she was very happy.

Chu Fan walked towards the town alone.

You need to buy some food and change the outfits. You can sleep in the open air and get one copper jar and two copper bowls. You need to prepare all the flint media papers, and it is best to have a bed and bedding...

I was worried, I wanted to bring the little girl with me.

But after entering the castle, she was forced to take a shower and change her clothes. The golden silk and silver-wired brocade skirt on her body was so eye-catching.

The little girl changed into embroidered shoes, but refused to throw them away. She wore jade hairpin, but refused to throw them away. When she slipped out of Lujiabao, she put them in her arms like treasures.

Chu Fan was so amused that she had to let her.

In fact, he also made the Liu Zang, and it was called Afan at that time.

After two incense sticks, the mist dissipated a little.

An ugly man with a fat face coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, put his hands together and waist slowly walked past the abandoned platform, and suddenly stopped.

Just now, a little girl stood on the stage and looked into the town, as if she was waiting for someone, and she hid when she saw him.

He didn't think so at first, but after taking a few steps, he felt something was wrong.

The little girl's clothes are fresh and bright, but there are no accessories and her skirt is not enough to cover her feet. She seems to be a maid from a wealthy family.

But what is the little maid who never leaves the door and runs alone to the wilderness? She hides when she sees people. Is it a fugitive slave?

The ugly man is called Hu Er, who is a famous rogue with a radius of ten miles. The more you think about it, the more you make sense.

It is not illegal to catch a fugitive slave, and you will receive rewards when you send it back to the owner. Even if you can't find the owner, the little girl will not lack arms and legs, but she will be a little darker and her eyebrows are quite handsome. She can sell it for a good price for a while, the worst is the worst, and it can also warm the quilt...

Hu Er was overjoyed and hurriedly turned around to the stage. Without saying a word, he held the little girl who was kicking and biting her arms out like an eagle catching a chicken. Seeing that the screaming was too annoying, he stretched out a palm and covered his mouth tightly.

As soon as I got off the stage and went on the road, I saw a man "shooting" from the direction of the town, passing the arrow and overtaking the galloping horse.

The mist that lingers like a veil is penetrated.

Swish...

A clear white track appeared in the field, like a magical arrow passing through.

"Let her go!"

Chu Fan's eyes were fierce and he said coldly.

Hum, it's really troublesome.

Hu Er was shocked when he saw his rushing power, but Li Ling Zhihun forgot to be afraid. He held the little girl inconvenient to move, so he threw it hard.

Chu Fan rushed two feet away, stepped and knelt down, and barely caught the person before he landed on the ground.

The little girl hooked Brother Fan's neck, cried out loudly, and quickly shut up.

She is very sensible.

Hu Er was used to fighting, and he was waiting for this opportunity. Seeing that the man's broad back was lowered in front of him, he shouted, and immediately punched him hard.

However, something strange happened.

Hu Ersha Bo punched him with a big punch and was kicked away by a dog that could kill him.

Chu Fan put down the little girl, turned her body over and turned her back to the road, and said, "Don't look, don't listen."

Well... the little girl nodded.

He wiped away tears with his sleeves, closed his eyes obediently, and stretched out his fingers to plug his ears.

Hu Er's stomach was overwhelming, and he used his hands and feet together, and finally got up.

Seeing the man approaching, he looked green and thin, tall and tall, with a hatchet in his waist, but his clothes were cloth and clothes, and his face was unkempt. He became more and more sure that he was a young slave who had abducted the maid and fled.

How can the fat meat from the mouth slip away? Let this child know how to know Hu Laoer!

He was kicked hard but did not dispel Hu Er's greed. He smiled grimly and took out a sharp-eared knife, used all his strength and stabbed him in the chest.

The boy did not hide or talk, standing still, looking quietly.

In a trance, Hu Laoer almost thought he was facing a clay statue.

Bang...

A big hand like an iron clamp grabbed his wrist.

Click...

The iron clamps flipped, and the wrist was gently broken like a dead branch, and the sharp knife fell to the ground.

Hu Lao Er screamed in pain, grabbed his right forearm with his left hand, and turned around twice in the spot, staggering and running.

Crack...
To be continued...