Chapter 118: The Chase (Next)

Fan Xian probed his arm and reached out to catch the black box among the scattered silver ingots on the ground.

A slightly rough but extremely textured touch came from his fingers, a familiar and wonderful sensation that seemed to infuse infinite courage and true qi into his body in a split second, allowing him to cast away all his timidity and fear, full of confidence, and not giving a second thought to the ship that was about to come crashing in behind him.

However, he lunged into the cabin of the ship, a series of movements so quick that he did not realize that there was someone beside him.

So when he was ambitious to carry a black box, ready to snatch out of the cabin, into the continent, and the world …… was dominated by the majesty of the world, he was shocked to find that his side more than a person wearing the official uniform of the Supervisory Yuan, and could not help but stay for a moment.

Also only stayed for a moment, because this person was Hong Changqing, a close friend of the Qi Nian group to whom he had given a heavy responsibility. There was no time to converse about anything, as Fan Xian simply glanced at him, and the meaning of this glance was clear–I sent the order, why don’t you just run away?

Hong Changqing stared back at him blankly, the meaning in his eyes also clear – 130,000 taels of silver, where would I want to lose it and run? You have to look at it for you for a while, right?

The so-called sympathy, could it be this kind of eye to eye?

As soon as their eyes touched, Hong Changqing stood behind Fan Xian incredibly quickly, and Fan Xian’s left hand, which was as hard to escape from as a dragon, grabbed the back of Hong Changqing’s neck fiercely.

There was a shiny sound! An arrow accurately and incomparably struck Hong Changqing’s waist and abdomen, blooming out countless blood flowers. Hong Changqing’s face abruptly turned white, although he had taken the first step to bravely block the arrow for Fan Xian, he had never imagined that the arrow would so easily break through the wind of his own sword and hit his own body.

The arrow has not yet stopped, and it ruthlessly pierced into the silver ingots scattered on the ship s board, very coincidentally piercing into the silver ingots, looking like an iron sign wearing a steamed bun, which is very cute …… and scary.

Fan Xian sullen face, one hand holding the box, one hand grabbing the back of Hong Changqing’s neck, sprinting in the direction of the stern of the ship. Behind him, arrows rained down like rain, tracking his footsteps and chasing after his soul, but not letting his footsteps mess up for a minute or slow down for a minute.

“Find the Black Riders and rendezvous again!”

Fan Xian stepped on the railing at the stern of the ship, slapped his palm between the chest and abdomen of the speechless Fat Hong Changqing, passing in a trace of the gentle true qi of the Heavenly Dao, temporarily helping him seal his blood veins. And his person, like a big bird, through the strength of this slap, vertical rise, light and powerless but extremely fast swept up.

In the next moment, he had already landed on the shore, without turning back to look at Hong Changqing who had tragically fallen into the seawater. Although he didn’t know exactly what degree of damage that arrow had brought to Qing Hua, he firmly believed that Qing Hua wouldn’t die, and since he was able to come out alive from that hell-on-earth island, he would definitely be able to survive this time as well.

This might be a kind of psychological self-assurance, or a blessing, or perhaps Fan Xian really believed in Qing Hua’s ability to play dead.

Sea.

Xu Mocai covered half of his bleeding cheek and said grimly, “Counter-oar!” The sailor’s warship beneath him was extremely nimble as it began to turn its rudder, moving away from this tussle on the coastline. The sea was thick with smoke at this point, mixing with the white fog and making people’s vision even worse. Xu Mocai was clear that he had to take this opportunity to get away from this place of right and wrong, and according to the young master’s plan, began to drift in the sea, rushing back to Jiaozhou when necessary.

As the ship rapidly receded through the sea, Xu Mocai stared at the white sailing ship on the shore, the pupils of his eyes shrinking slightly. He could no longer help Fan Xian at this point, and in his heart, he was worried about whether Fan Xian would be able to escape with his life.

There was a loud boom!

The only one of the three sailors’ warships that was intact was like an orca that had rushed up to the shore to capture a sea lion, and it ferociously and inexorably crashed into the white-sailed official ship of the Supervisory Yuan!

Disturbed by this powerful impact, the seawater on the shore seemed to boil up, raising waves half a man high, centering on the shore and spreading strongly in all directions. Only hearing a series of clicking sounds, the official ship of the Supervisory Court seemed to be about to be knocked apart by this collision.

And at the moment of collision, six or seven figures, with the huge force of the impact, rose up from the naval division warships, still maintaining a perfect formation in the air, swiftly several times, landed on the stern of the official ship of the Supervisory Yuan which was strongly shaken.

What was most thrilling was the one among these six or seven people, Yan Xiaoyi, dressed in thin black armor, was like a heavenly god, arriving in the air, landing steadily on the deck of the stern like a rock. After landing, he did not move at all!

Beside him were five personal guard experts from the Northern Expedition Battalion.

Yan Xiaoyi arrived fast, however, Fan Xian and the subordinates of Qi Nian’s group ran even faster, and at this moment, in the middle of the official ship, apart from the silver ingots and wood shavings all over the ground, it was already empty.

Yan Xiaoyi stood at the stern of the boat, his eyes gazing indifferently at the shore, staring at the rapidly fading black dot, returning his wrist, his right arm vibrating!

At some point, the Soul Devouring Longbow with bundled gold silk appeared in his hand, cocking the arrow, controlling the string, a series of actions in one go, like flowing water.

At this time, the distance between the stern of the ship and Fan Xian’s body on the shore was not far but not too close, which was exactly the distance where the longbow was most able to exert its killing power. Only to see the black feathered arrow leave the string and go, its momentum exceeding the wind and thunder!

This arrow had already condensed Yan Xiaoyi’s spirit and power at its peak, and seemed to have vaguely broken through the so-called speed limitations and crossed the space divide, so that the gods and ghosts could not be defeated. One moment it was on the bowstring, but the next it had already arrived at Fan Xian’s back!

Fan Xian couldn’t turn back in time, nor could he, even though he had been trained by Five Bamboos to be the fastest dodger under the heavens, but after a night of killing and fleeing, he was faced with the fastest and most dominating arrow of Yan Xiaoyi since last night. He still had no way to dodge it.

The tip of the arrow unsurprisingly pierced hard into Fan Xian’s back, no, it should have hit the black box that Fan Xian was carrying!

A muffled grunt came from the fog on the bank, and that black dot seemed to stagger for a moment, nearly falling to the ground from the arrow, but for some reason, it immediately braced itself and flew off into the distance.

Not dead?

Not dead!

Covered by the thick fog, the people on the boat could only vaguely see Fan Xian’s silhouette, even if their eyesight was as strong as Yan Xiaoyi’s, they didn’t see the details of the arrow that struck the other party clearly. A trace of fear and doubt passed over the faces of those five of Yan Xiaoyi’s personal experts. After chasing Fan Xian all night to this point, the crowd’s confidence gradually drained away.

There was actually someone in this world who was able to sneak down a smooth wall hundreds of feet high!

There was actually someone in this world who was able to be hit by an arrow with the full force of the Grand Metropolitan Governor and yet only stumbled!

These pro-soldier experts suddenly thought of the origins of the man they were chasing, of the legendary Heavenly Veinsman, and of the many, many stories related to Fan Xian.

Yan Xiaoyi’s heart inevitably gave birth to some emotional stirrings as well, yet he kept that face cold, unable to see the changes within. With a slap of the boat rail, he had already drifted to the shore, and the sound of horses galloping was faintly heard from the forest along the shore.

The five soldiers at the stern of the boat looked at each other, and swept to the shore with a resolute face.

Not long after, a team of cavalrymen galloped in the forest, giving up their mounts to Yan Xiaoyi’s group of six.

Yan Xiaoyi’s preparation could not be said to be insufficient, this trip to Tanyu State to bait and kill, even on land and water, with the steed under, how can Fan Xian escape?

With the sound of horses’ hooves, the team chasing Fan Tisi disappeared into the mist on the shore. After the white-sailed official ship in the sea was hit, it began to slowly sink into the cold sea water, and there were bodies and debris floating everywhere on the sea surface.

Hong Changqing jumped off, Fan Xian jumped off, Yan Xiaoyi and his personal soldiers also jumped off, and the 130,000 pieces of silver also sank.

The hunt continued.

A day later, in the midst of the pristine dense forest north of Tanyu, behind a large tree, Fan Xian, dressed in all black, was sitting on top of the moss, panting hard and loudly, reaching out from time to time to wipe away the blood seeping from the corners of his lips.

Then he gently stroked the small dot on the surface of the chest in his arms, his heart chilling. Since he was a teenager, he knew the sturdiness of this chest, he couldn’t even leave a trace with the black dagger given by Mr. Fei, but who would have thought that Yan Xiaoyi’s arrow that went through the air had left a mark on the chest.

From this, it could be seen to what extent Yan Xiaoyi’s arrow was strong.

Those people must not have expected that he would dare to directly block that arrow, Fan Xian’s lips spread a smile, with such a box in his body, if he didn’t use it as a bulletproof vest, then he would be foolish.

Just that he was clear that although the case blocked the arrow blade from piercing his body, there was no way to block the overpowering arrow intent and the powerful shocking force that was transmitted, so his internal organs were wounded on top of each other, and his true qi was beginning to show some signs of confusion.

That was why he had been trapped in an area less than ten miles in circumference by Yan Xiaoyi’s pursuing party in the dense forest north of Tanyuzhou.

However, Fan Xian wasn’t worried, instead, he began to feel vaguely excited deep inside. He suppressed his panting breaths and gently gouged the fingers of both hands, opening the long, narrow black chest.

Inside the case were those plain, unadorned, and even somewhat simple-looking metal strips, but Fan Xian knew clearly that this object, which was far less domineering and beautiful than the gold-wrapped silk longbow in Yan Xiaoyi’s hands, was the most terrifying weapon in this world.

He closed his eyes and rested for a moment, then his hands began to quickly move around in the box, and as a series of simple but beautiful sounds rang out, a weapon that never belonged to this world in the first place calmly appeared in his hands.

The last time this weapon had appeared in this world, it had directly led to the bizarre deaths of two princes of the Kingdom of Qing, creating the ascension of Prince Cheng to the throne, and giving the present-day Majesty of the Kingdom of Qing, the opportunity to sit on the dragon chair. From a certain point of view, the destruction of Wei that year, the change in the world s situation, the power of the Qing State …… The source of everything is this heavy sniper in Fan Xian s hand at this time.

M82A1, a simple code name, a black case, a legendary artifact.

After dealing with all this, Fan Xian closed the case and held the gun in his arms, taking a nap or two, but how could he not enter a true meditative state, for one thing, Yan Xiaoyi in the mountains behind him was like a mad tiger, dead set on his own, and secondly, the metallic texture coming from his arms distracted his spirit a bit.

He felt as if he was not in Qing Guo, not in this world, it seemed as if he was in the old world that had been absent for many years, in the mountains and forests of Yunnan, fighting to the death with those vicious mercenaries.

This absurd feeling made his whole mind become a little twisted, only the intense exhaustion and the excited anticipation for later made him not throw down the gun in passing.

Fleeing all the way from the seashore to here, Fan Xian never had the chance to counterattack; perhaps it was the onset of caution in his bones, and he always just carried the case on his back and burrowed into the dense forest. When he passed through Tanyu, fearing that he would bring unknowable woes to the people of the city and his grandmother, he naturally couldn’t go forward to ask for help, pulling an arc from afar and leading Yan Xiaoyi and his group to the mountains behind the cliffs.

The earlier image of the group gun had confirmed that Fan Xian had not left this aspect of his training behind over the years, remembering that when he was newly married in Cangshan, he had practiced night after night with this heavy sniper ambling over the snowy mountains, so his chest was filled with confidence.

If Yan Xiaoyi was a strong man who had maximized the power of long-distance cold weapons, then Fan Xian was a beginner who had been training hard for a long time and was trying long-distance sniping for the first time.

This was a duel between the pinnacle of cold weapons and the civilization of gunpowder.

And this comparison, from the very beginning, was unfair.

There was a shiny sound!

An arrow nailed hard into the large tree Fan Xian was leaning against.

But Fan Xian did not even open his eyes for a moment, nor did he make any defensive movements, he knew that the few people Yan Xiaoyi had brought with him were also masters at tracking arrows, and by listening to the sound of the arrow, he knew that Yan Xiaoyi was on the opposite side of the mountainside, staring at the movements over here, and that the two places were very far apart.

This kind of small test could not possibly make him foolish enough to reveal his figure.

Not knowing how long he had been meditating, Fan Xian opened his eyes, knowing his physical condition, it would be difficult to regain his vitality without being able to get enough rest in such a complicated and treacherous mountain sniping battle. He couldn’t spend too much more time here.

He re-tied the black box to his body, used his dagger to cut down some vine branches and leaves for camouflage, carefully checked the five small organs he left in front of and behind the tree again, carried the heavy sniper rifle in his right hand, and used the big tree as a cover, carefully traveling towards the mountain.

Thinking about the people who had died this night, Fan Xian crawled on one side and licked his dry lips on the other.