Chapter - 410 Being Driven Mad By Unredressed Mongol Injustice (10) (1/2)

Zhang Wuji pondered on what she said. It was as if she was speaking about his martial uncles' suspicion towards him, but he also felt that she was speaking about his own suspicion towards her. He turned his gaze to her, and noticed that she was limping; her footsteps were slow and unsteady. Apparently, her injury had made her walk with difficulty. In his heart he took pity on her, also could not bear to let her go like that.

Zhao Min had not walked too far when suddenly they heard rapid hoof beats on the main road, coming from the north. There were three riders: one in the front and two at the back. Zhao Min quickly retreated as she heard the hoof beats. ”Some people are coming!” she said.

Zhang Wuji beckoned to her. Zhao Min went to the back of the large rock in a hurry and crouched down next to him. She noticed that half of Yu Lianzhou's body was protruding outside the rock; she pulled him behind the rock.

Yu Lianzhou glowered and barked, ”Don't touch me!”

With a cold laugh Zhao Min said, ”I want to touch you. What are you going to do with me?”

”Miss Zhao,” Zhang Wuji snapped, ”Don't be rude to my Shibo!” Zhao Min stuck out her tongue and made faces toward Yu Lianzhou.

By this time, the horse in the front was not too far away, while the two riders chasing behind him were flying close to him, perhaps about twenty, thirty 'zhang's away from him. As the first rider got closer, in a low voice Zhang Wuji said, ”It is Song Qingshu, Song Dage [big brother]!”

”Stop him, quick!” Zhao Min said.

”What for?” Zhang Wuji was surprised.

”Don't ask too much,” Zhao Min replied, ”Have you forgotten what they said in the Mi Le Temple?”

Zhang Wuji's heart was stirred; he picked a chunk of ice from the ground and flicked it out. 'Swish!' the chunk of ice flew straight to the front leg of Song Qingshu's mount. The horse neighed in pain and knelt down to the ground. Song Qingshu leaped up and tried to pull his horse back up, but as the horse fell, it broke its left leg.

Seeing the pursuers were getting closer, Song Qingshu hastily ran to the side. Zhang Wuji flicked another piece of ice and hit the acupoint on his right leg. Zhao Min reached out and successively sealed the Four Heroes' mute acupoints, to stop Song Yuanqiao from calling out.

”Ah!” they heard Song Qingshu cry out and tumble down on the snowy ground. Because of these two hindrances, the two riders quickly overtook him; they were none other than the Beggar Clan's Chen Youliang and Zhang Bo Longtou.

Zhang Wuji felt strange, ”The three of them are going to Mount Changbai together to get the necessary poison to make the drug; how come one was running away and the other pursued to this place?” he thought, but then he remembered, ”That's right, it must be that Song Dage was pricked by his own conscience and was not willing to do this unfilial and unrighteous thing. Fortunately he came across me, so I can save him.”

Chen Youliang and Zhang Bo Longtou dismounted their horses. They only knew that Song Qingshu had been riding the horse for a long time, perhaps he was exhausted, so that when the horse stumbled, Song Qingshu also fell down from his mount. But they also thought that Song Qingshu's martial art was not weak; even if he was injured, his injury must be light. Two people came close with their weapons pointed toward Song Qingshu's body.