Guo Huai gritted his teeth and used a dagger to widen the wound on his shoulder. He slowly pulled out the arrow with a steady shake. The wound lost the pressure of the arrow and the blood in the blood vessels flowed out.
Guo Huai poured a pack of gold sore medicine prepared in advance into the wound and quickly used his clothes to apply pressure to stop the bleeding. The effect of the gold sore medicine was really good. In less than a cup of tea, the wound had stopped bleeding. Guo Huai Huai made a simple bandage with clothes.
Guo Huai looked at the sky and thought. He fulfilled his promise to Master Liu. He not only killed the Marquis of Yingchuan but also killed the real murderer, the Seventh Prince. This time he completely avenged Master Liu.
But this time he caused big trouble. He killed the marquis and prince of the court. No matter what the reason was, the court would not let him go.
He looked at the oil paper wrapped with the gold sore medicine, which was given to him by Yu Wenwen, and then looked at the arrow stained with blood on the ground, which was also given to him by Yu Wenwen.
When they meet again, they will not be strangers, but enemies!
Guo Huai thought silently, love, hate, hatred, this may be the Jianghu!
In less than half a year, Guo Huai began to feel disgusted with this kind of life in the world, and he had the idea of withdrawing from the world and returning to the mountains and forests.
However, this idea could not be realized yet. The rumble of horse hooves in the distance reminded him that the pursuers were approaching.
The leading warrior is Feng Jingyao, the first-class imperial guard. He is the personal guard of the Seventh Prince. However, the Seventh Prince is a half-step master. He is only at the first level and is not as good as the Seventh Prince in martial arts.
Normally, he didn't need to follow him when he wasn't going out. Now that the seventh prince was dead, if he failed to catch the thief, the emperor would not spare him.
He didn't dare to run away, his entire family was in the capital.
This time he brought more than 500 people to strangle Guo Huai, one man and two riders. There were more than 100 warriors above fifth grade alone, and the remaining 100 people were all elite soldiers in the army who had fought in hundreds of battles.
A scout ran over and reported, "There is a large amount of fresh blood ahead, and I can smell the smell of gold sore medicine. The thief must have been injured and hasn't run far yet!"
Feng Jingyao waved his hand and issued an order: "Follow me!"
The cavalry behind him got closer and closer. Guo Huai ran all night. He leaned on a stone to rest a little. He was injured on the shoulder. Fortunately, it was not a leg injury, otherwise he would never be able to outrun the horse with a Western leg.
The cavalry quickly caught up and surrounded Guo Huai. Feng Jingyao knew that Guo Huai was half as powerful as a master, so even though he was injured, he did not dare to approach rashly.
He commanded his men: "Fire the arrow!"
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Countless arrows were densely covering Guo Huai. The sword dance in Guo Huai's hand could not be splashed with water, and not a single arrow could be shot in.
Taking advantage of the gap between them changing arrows, Guo Huai ducked into the crowd, and a flash of sword light was enough to kill someone.
At this time, Guo Huai relied on his divine power to rush left and right, but there were too many enemies and they were still wearing armor. If he hadn't poured his energy into the sword, the long sword in his hand might not be able to hold on until now.
Because the cavalry is relatively dense, they are like living targets on horseback. Although they have spare power, they just can't use it.
Guo Huai defeated the encirclement in an instant, but he also received a few new wounds on his body. If he hadn't practiced kung fu and could withstand ordinary swords, he might have been covered in wounds now.
Guo Huai flew over to grab a horse, stabbed the horse's butt with his sword, and the fine war horse ran forward quickly, howling.
The cavalry behind him were chasing after him, firing arrows as they chased. Guo Huai ran and waved his sword to block the arrows.
After running like this for three hours, the horse foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground. Guo Huai jumped out.
He kept his feet on his feet and used land flying skills to run quickly. He spared no effort in order to use his light body skills to open a distance so that he could enter the mountains. Once in the mountains, the cavalry would not be able to play its role.
Guo Huai ran for another night and finally entered the mountains. This was a place he was familiar with. He had lived here with Yu Wenwen and Wen Ting not long ago.
Guo Huai had not rested for two days and two nights. He was exhausted, but he did not dare to fall asleep.
He sat cross-legged and performed the Tiangang Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. After one day, Guo Huai's wounds were basically healed.
There was a sound of dog barking outside, Guo Huai stood up fiercely, picked up his sword and got up again and ran away.
Less than a mile away from him, experienced scouts led military dogs and searched bit by bit in the mountains. Soon they found the cave where Guo Huai rested during the day.
Guo Huai did not dare to stay at night and ran quickly through the mountains and forests, covering hundreds of miles of mountain roads in one night.
The officers and soldiers were numerous and powerful, and thousands of elite reinforcements were added to pursue them, day and night. Guo Huai also heard from his pursuers that the royal family was preparing to recruit warriors from various factions in Shaanzhou to encircle and suppress them.
Guo Huai had to think about a way out. He couldn't stay in Shaanzhou any longer. Hiding in this mountain might not be a long-term solution. As long as you are an individual, you will have traces of your life. It will be a matter of time to find you.
After Guo Huai hid in the mountains for a month, he secretly came out of the mountains at night and headed towards the Wei River.
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Military camp.
At this moment, the Chinese army tent was completely shabby. Yu Wenwen sat sadly on a chair and watched the guards burning paper money in the brazier.
"Ninth Princess, are you issuing a nationwide arrest warrant to arrest the rebellious Guo Huai and implicate his family?"
A middle-aged man who looked like a military official said respectfully.
Yu Wenwen looked at the dark coffin and then at the deep blue sky outside. After a long while, she slowly said: "This Guo Huai is an orphan. He has no family, so he is wanted."
"I knew him before, and I will paint his portrait."
"Yes, princess."
Although the middle-aged clerk did not believe Yu Wenwen's words, which were full of loopholes and could not withstand scrutiny, but now the court was in chaos and the princes formed cliques to collude with each other. These nine princesses belonged to the West Prince's faction.
Since the princess has said this, the clerk is not willing to go into details.
"By the way, has that Liu been killed?"
Yu Wenwen suddenly remembered the bitch who was the culprit and asked.
"He was killed that night, cremated on the spot, and the ashes were scattered."
