In other words, since Zhang Xing traveled through time a few days ago, he was faced with gods, natural disasters, and wars, so he was already cautious. Not only had he been reminded, but he had just witnessed people killing people like chickens, which made him even more worried. But after so many days of work,

, after all, I am more aware of the pros and cons of being sleepy. If I don’t get a good rest, I will have no confidence.

Therefore, after thinking for a while, Zhang Xing only placed a stool behind the door to block it, then took off the straw and bedding from the bed, spread them on the ground behind the door, and then placed his clothes, helmet, and long-handled eyebrow-point knife on the ground.

On the inner side, I felt a little relieved and lay down to rest.

Perhaps he was too tired. As soon as he relaxed, he immediately fell asleep.

But suddenly, he didn't know how long he had been in a drowsy sleep. With the sound of a bird chirping on the roof, the traveler suddenly woke up. The next moment, he clearly heard some movement outside the door, and he immediately held the handle of the Pu Dao.

He quietly stood up.

A hand reached through the crack of the door, moved the stool away, and then the almost ajar door was slowly pushed open... At this time, the rain outside seemed to have stopped, so I don't know whether it was the moonlight or the starlight, which clearly illuminated a figure.

came out.

As this person entered, Zhang Xing, who had been walking at the end these days, recognized behind the door almost instantly. This was the short man surnamed Wang. He was a fellow member of the Changshui Army with the tall man surnamed Han whom Du Meng had reminded him before. At noon

He even came to help me lay out the straw, but the memory of it now makes my spine shiver.

Except for the door, the room was dark. Sergeant Wang took two steps into the room, pulled out his dagger, and carefully groped towards the bed.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Xing hid behind the door and had nothing to think about. He waited for a moment, and when he saw that no one else was following him outside the house, and there was no other figure, he stood up suddenly, and then drew the long knife with his backhand.

, almost using some kind of muscle memory to strike behind the opponent with all his might.

But as soon as the knife was slashed out, Zhang Xing's heart became cold... It turned out that the small side house of a rural family was a cramped place behind the door, and it was impossible to swing a half-length weapon like the eyebrow-tip long knife. When the knife was struck, the blade hit the rammer.

The earthen wall caused Zhang Xing to stumble as his movements deformed.

Fortunately, the sergeant named Wang was also startled and did not seize the opportunity to fight back. When the man came to his senses and raised his dagger to stab, Zhang Xing had already abandoned the knife and hurriedly used his helmet to block it.

The dagger hit the helmet, striking a spark and deflecting away. Zhang Xing did not dare to neglect, and quickly stretched out his other hand to pinch the wrist of the opponent holding the dagger, and the two hands connected. As a result, the opponent also stretched out his other hand to grab the helmet, and finally

They just crossed their arms and twisted together. The house was small, so after several struggles, they simply rolled to the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Xing, whose mind was blank and almost relying on instinct to fight for his life, felt that the so-called true energy between his chest and abdomen was gushing out again, but he took advantage of the situation and used it. The true energy flowed along both sides along some kind of pipeline.

The arm turned around and then back to the chest and abdomen, forming a circle. The arm filled with the so-called ice energy also increased in strength instantly, suppressing the opponent immediately, and the hand holding the helmet broke away.

"you……"

The sergeant surnamed Wang was shocked when he noticed something, and then he opened his mouth not knowing whether to shout or say something.

However, Zhang Xing was unyielding. While holding down the opponent's dagger-holding wrist, he used his true energy, picked up his helmet, and smashed it toward the opponent's front door. After several consecutive hits, the soldier surnamed Wang stopped moving.

But in the dark, Zhang Xing didn't dare to gamble at all, and repeatedly hit it dozens of times until he felt something was wrong, then he released his true energy and took a breath.

After a while, he dragged the body to the door under the shadow of the moon, only to find that the other party's head had been smashed to pieces by himself. Although he couldn't see it clearly, it was obviously in the shape of some kind of jelly, and there was still a trace of jelly in the moonlight.

A hint of coldness.

Of course, he couldn't care much at this time. Zhang Xing suppressed the feeling of vomiting in his chest and abdomen. He didn't even have time to look at the night sky, so he picked up the long knife at the tip of his eyebrow, found the dagger, put on the sticky helmet and rushed out, and then stepped out

Walking on the muddy ground towards the house where I stayed in my memory... Ever since I crossed over, this helmet has never been clean!

Turning to the present, just a few dozen steps away, the rammed earth thatched house not far away suddenly burst into flames, followed by constant noises, shouts, and roars.

This made Zhang Xing suddenly startled, and he accelerated forward.

But even so, when he arrived in front of the house, it seemed to be too late - in front of the thatched house whose roof was on fire for some reason, a tall sergeant named Han, carrying a bloody dagger, happened to walk out of the door with a sinister smile on his face.

Get out.

Of course, his smile immediately froze on his face because he also saw Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing took a deep breath and swung the eyebrow-point knife in his hand again. The sergeant named Han on the opposite side did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly came to greet him.

The two sides fought in the open space in front of the house, and Sergeant Han suffered a big loss, because the outdoor open space was suitable for the use of long weapons. The eyebrow-pointed knife was just swung, and Sergeant Han raised his sword to block it, and the weapon was broken.

He also stumbled to the ground.

However, the latter did not panic at all. He rolled on the spot and fled back to the rammed earth thatched hut where the roof was smoking.

There must be Du Meng's long-handled weapon in the house. What's more terrible is that it's hard to say whether Du Meng is dead or alive at this time. Zhang Xing didn't dare to give the other party time, so he directly dropped the long knife, picked up the dagger and chased in.

As soon as they chased him, they only took half a step into the house. Amidst the thick smoke and darkness, Sergeant Han turned around and rushed out of the house. It seemed that he had calculated correctly. He thought Zhang Xing was not seriously injured, so he forced Zhang Xing to abandon his sword.

, and then lure him in for a physical fight.

This time, Zhang Xing had gained experience and did not panic at all. He immediately channeled his true energy to his limbs and started rolling and wrestling with the opponent in front of the door.

But as soon as the melee fight began, the time traveler further realized the reason why the opponent pushed into the room, because at the same time as he used the ice energy, he also noticed the sudden increase in the strength of the opponent's limbs, and there was a heat coming from the opponent.

When the heat rushes to the limbs, it meets its own coldness and cancels each other out.

Not only that, Zhang Xing only felt that as soon as he slowed down his Qi, the opponent's heat invaded his body, which in turn made him extremely hot and exhausted.

In the mud in front of the door, the two were in a mess, sometimes standing up and wrestling, sometimes rolling and tearing. Under the firelight and moonlight, both sides could clearly see the shock in the other's eyes. At the same time, both of them could only

They worked hard to activate their true energy, constantly consuming each other, not daring to stagnate at all, and not daring to have the slightest intention of escaping from the fight.

For a while, it was a stalemate.

By this time, the other two defeated soldiers had already heard the noise and came over.

Besides, Zhang Xing is not a fool. In the past two days, he has been secretly using Lao Shizi's Qi. He has long realized that although this Qi has miraculous effects, at the current level, it is by no means something that can make people different from each other once it is used.

At such a point, he wielded the sword and came down, but he still couldn't stop it... At this time, he had no idea what the methods of the remaining two defeated soldiers were, and whether they colluded with each other?

As soon as he thought about this, Zhang Xing was in a stalemate with the other party, but at the same time he took advantage of the situation and let go of his throat: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? This guy surnamed Han is not authentic. He wants to take us to Luocao and prevent us from going home. Neither I nor I can be fooled."

From then on, he came to sneak attack... This kind of villain, if he wins, will he still be better than you?"

This argument was not intended to save the two men, but to disturb them and prevent the remaining two defeated soldiers from participating in the battle.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Sergeant Han was frightened and angry, and his true energy surged out, rolling to the top again, but he also took advantage of the situation to talk to the defeated soldiers. "I saw that Hongshan barbarian named Du killing innocent people indiscriminately,

Not taking the lives of my brothers seriously is what offends them..."

Zhang Xing was determined and knew that the two of them had no collusion with the sergeant named Han, but he still kept saying:

"You really pretend that others can't tell what your intentions are. Who is innocent? The one who wants to rape the widow or the people in this village who provide us with food, clothing, and beds?"

"You are pretending to be sick and have evil intentions!"

"Your sneak attack in the middle of the night is shameful and ridiculous!"

"you……"

In this way, while the two of them were shouting to fight for the remaining two defeated soldiers, they were also fighting desperately in the mud. Their true energy was flowing out without any reservation, and it was impossible to tell the winner.

There is no clear winner or lose, the whole story is unclear, and there is no one to accompany the two of them. Which of the two defeated soldiers dares to attack?

"You bitch, lie down for me!"

Suddenly, as the sergeant surnamed Han turned his back to the burning earth house, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, and then a man jumped out of the house like a cannonball, holding a long knife, first shouted loudly, and then the handle of the knife was heavy

He knocked it on the ground and made a gesture to strike out at one of them.

It turned out to be Du Meng, who I thought was terminated before.

Hearing this sound, Zhang Xing was naturally overjoyed, but the sergeant surnamed Han was panic-stricken. In a hurry, the latter immediately tried to hide and escape, but Zhang Xing could not allow him to evade, and at the same time he increased his energy to counterattack.

, but on the other hand, he raised his head back and slammed his helmeted head against the opponent's door - this was one of the methods he had thought of to defeat the enemy when he went out and put on his helmet, and it happened to be used at this time.

.

The expected help from Du Meng did not arrive. Instead, the collision caused Sergeant Han to be completely at a loss, and the energy in his arms was also lost.

Zhang Xing did not hesitate, and continued to hold the opponent with one hand. The other hand holding the dagger stabbed the opponent repeatedly as if he had killed the short sergeant before, almost poking a hornet's nest into the opponent's body.

However, after a moment, almost like a stop-motion animation, Zhang Xingfu suddenly froze again, and his whole body stopped in place.

Because he clearly noticed that suddenly, an invisible scorching power surged out from the opponent's body, and then attached itself to his own body... And it was different from the previous infuriating attacks between the enemy and ourselves. This time, this time, this

The burning energy is friendly and even attached.

Invisible hot air poured into the body, circulated around the limbs, and returned to the chest and abdomen. For a moment, some energy was restored and the energy was high.

That's not all, Zhang Xing's heart moved slightly. After a little luck, he was shocked to find that the place where the true energy was stored in his chest and abdomen was actually filled again, and he could freely regulate the two types of true energy, cold and hot - the cold energy of his left hand.

No change, the dagger held in his right hand actually started to simmer. This was due to the blood stains on the dagger evaporating under the high temperature.

What is this, getting experience from fighting monsters?

The second time travel golden finger presented by Taishang Laojun?

Or does this world originally have such rules for how Qi operates?

In surprise, what pulled Zhang Xing out of his wild thoughts was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground - Zhang Xing turned his head blankly, only to see Du Meng, who had been so majestic just now, suddenly fell to the ground.

, he quickly dropped the dead man in his hands and turned around to help Dumeng.

Du Meng was paralyzed on the muddy ground not far from the house, relying on his hands to support him and barely sitting up. His breathing was rapid and difficult. When he saw Zhang Xing coming over, he complained: "Your kid is healed, how can you hide it from me?"

"I was too careful, but if I hadn't concealed it, both of us would have been dead right now... That Wang also attacked me sneakily, and I only came after I stopped him." Zhang Xing was also helpless. "Brother Du Meng, on the other hand,

, how serious are your injuries?"

"I can't live anymore..."

Du Meng sighed. "The man surnamed Han sneaked in, got lucky, and stabbed three times in a row. His hands were as black as yours, all on the chest and abdomen. At first, I wanted to pretend to be dead and fight back, but I just crawled out secretly.
To be continued...