Chapter 42 Farewell and Chase
The sun is just right, the mountain scenery far and near presents a unique golden elegance, and unknown white flowers are dancing in the sky.
Xin Zhuo took Su Miaojin's hand and walked step by step toward Beifeng, toward the government camp amid flying flowers.
Neither of them spoke.
Xin Zhuo concentrated on the next operation.
Su Miaojin fell into a strange state of freedom and hesitation.
Slowly approaching the edge of the peak, people were noticed one after another at the foot of the peak, and the faces looking over were all stunned.
What is it about holding hands so harmoniously?
Honestly speaking, with Xin Zhuo's handsome appearance, tall figure, and aura that he shouldn't have, he is even more lovable than the slightly greasy young master like Murong Xiu.
It goes without saying that Su Miaojin is dressed in a white undershirt, has an exquisite snake bun, and has a beautiful figure and appearance.
Many people even temporarily put aside their prejudices about the gap between the status of an official lady who violated moral ethics and a bandit.
This picture is so beautiful!
It wasn't until a drake voice in the voice-changing stage roared: "Thieves, let go of your dirty hands and stay away from my sister!"
Everyone suddenly understood and couldn't help but curse. stop.
Su Miaojin finally reacted and hurriedly tried to break free from his hand, but couldn't.
Xin Zhuo grabbed her hand and looked at the dark crowd at the bottom of the peak: "Is the ransom ready? Remember to send it all in the afternoon, but now I have decided to let Miss Su go ahead of time, but let's talk ugly ahead, she has already Hit my seven "Seven days of death powder, no one is allowed to go up the mountain within seven days, otherwise I will not give you the antidote!"
Su Miaojin looked at him blankly, where did "seven days of death powder" come from? Your hand is injured. There wasn't even any medicine for bruises.
It was quiet under the peak, and the bandits' various changes made them confused.
Xin Zhuo was about to continue to fool around with a few words when he suddenly noticed an indescribable sharpness and coldness, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. He frowned and looked for it, and saw the studious gentleman standing in a tricky position. Angle, raised his right hand!
Sniper me?
Xin Zhuo was startled, pulled Su Miaojin over and hugged her into his arms.
The studious gentleman frowned and couldn’t help but lower his raised hand!
“What a thief!”
“Let go of my sister!”
“Let go of Miss Su!”
There was a mess of curses, gnashing of teeth, jealousy, and hatred at the bottom of the peak.
However, at this moment, in Su Miaojin’s ears, it seemed as if all the sounds in the world had disappeared!
Feeling Xin Zhuo's firm and warm embrace, she couldn't stop trembling slightly and her head was buzzing.
There is no girl in the world who has not imagined that one day, under the spotlight, she will have a grand date with her beloved...
But, he is a bandit!
How could he humiliate me in public?
At this time, she felt Xin Zhuo pressing against her ear, blowing her breath on it, and saying gently:
“Go home, take care of yourself carefully in the future, and don’t He was robbed! Go!"
He gently pushed her body and gave her a push.
Looking at Su Miaojin staggering forward.
Xin Zhuo immediately moved a distance, just forming a three-point line between Su Miaojin and Mr. Studious, and then slowly retreated.
If the opponent's concealed weapon can reach 800 meters away and also makes a turn, you will lose.
Su Miaojin turned around and looked at Xin Zhuo blankly. After a while, she walked towards the bottom of the peak with a blank expression. Her steps were weak. She didn’t know that she had been in the bandit camp for a long time. Once she was free, she didn’t know how to face it. Others still have other unclear thoughts, and in short they feel infinitely sad.
On the stairs to the lower peak, which were just a few steps away, she seemed to have walked for a long time. She didn’t know when she reached the stairs, and finally couldn’t help but look back again and asked:
“Why are you there? Want to be a thief? Why do you do things like robbery? Why can’t you go down the mountain and make a good living?”
Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment. It was difficult for him to answer this question, and it was difficult for her to understand, so he had to say:
"My grandfather is a bandit. I can't choose my origin. I have no way to go. I just want to What's wrong with living for food?
Who doesn't want a white horse in a golden suit to whistle in the west wind, and a golden cup of wine to entertain the beautiful servants?
You rich people just say why not eat minced meat? , How funny is it that a poor person has no money, cannot afford one meal a day, and suffers from a leaky house and continuous rain? Haha..."
As he said, he stepped down and walked away quickly.
Seeing Xin Zhuo disappearing gradually, Su Miaojin was stunned. His words kept echoing in her mind. She didn't know what kind of sadness or sadness it was, and she burst into tears unknowingly.
"Sister, don't cry, don't be afraid! I'm here!"
Su Zefeng, who had already stepped forward to greet her, hurried over.
On the contrary, the studious gentleman shouted coldly: "No, Xin Zhuo is talking about the empty door to move the hole. The bandits are trying to escape, kill them!" Kill the thieves at the top of the mountain, but there is still half a person there?
……
Xin Zhuo played the "Flying Dance" superbly. Stepping on thorns and grass, he reached the top of the mountain where Shuiyue Temple was located with a stick of incense. He followed the side of the mountain and went straight to the direction of Qiugong Pavilion.
Looking back, there was no movement in the dense forest behind me.
I rolled my eyes, thought for a while, and quickened my pace.
There are six or seven hills in front, with desolate forests connecting desolate forests. According to Cui Ying'er's footsteps, they may have reached Qiugong Pavilion or passed Qiugong Pavilion.
At this moment, a subtle sound of breaking wind came from behind.
Coming!
My heart tightened, and I hurriedly moved around, flipping out three or four meters, when I heard a "dong" sound next to my ears.
The trunk of a century-old tree not far away was punctured with a finger-sized gap.
He turned around sharply and saw the studious gentleman with flowing sleeves and flying gray hair, who was not far behind him like a ghost.
This old man's Qinggong is very good. His body is as light as nothing and he can swim at extremely fast speeds.
Xin Zhuo didn't get angry, but chuckled: "Good old man, you're not that bad, you didn't hit me!"
What answered him was a shining silver flying needle. , piercing the air, shooting at extremely high speed, making a harsh "jiu" sound.
Xin Zhuo moved and tossed again, narrowly escaping, but his clothes were torn.
The two sides just chased and shot.
I don’t know how long I ran, but the road ahead reached an uphill slope. Xin Zhuo climbed up the slope, and Mr. Studious caught up with him, so the straight-line distance was inevitably shortened.
A cold light flashed in Mr. Studious's eyes. He had figured out Xin Zhuo's habitual dodge method, which was to the left.
Seeing Xin Zhuo begin to climb the peak, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Three silver needles whizzed away, sealing Xin Zhuo's left, middle and right paths.
At this time, Xin Zhuo tried to hide again, but it was already too late, so he had to turn to his side. Unfortunately, he barely managed to escape one of them, but he was hit by the other two. He groaned and spurted out a mouthful of blood: "Old thief , I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost!”
Staggered to the ground and died!
Mr. Studious frowned, put his hands behind his back, and approached step by step. When he got closer, he looked at Xin Zhuo, who had his eyes closed and no longer breathing, and kicked his leg: "Boy, you dare to rob anyone, really... ”
Before I finished speaking, I felt a blur in front of my eyes. The little thief who was supposed to be dead suddenly jumped up, and the sword came out like a dragon, cutting through the sky. The shadow of the blade followed closely behind, which was dazzling.
Mr. Studious was shocked. In fact, he was already on guard, but he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive. He tried to hide again, but it was already too late, so he had to desperately activate his energy and use Qinggong to retreat.
"Poof——"
The chest was cut flat with a knife, and there were more than a dozen small scratches in various directions, which were deep enough to reach the bone.
The whole person flew out upside down, blood flying in the air, dyeing a patch of thorns red.
“Boom!”
He fell heavily to the ground and struggled to stop himself. He felt an unbearable pain in his chest, and his internal organs were being squeezed outward, leaving him without any fighting strength.
What a terrifying transformation sword technique!
What an insidious little thief!
Sure enough, it only takes one knife to do it!
No! Was the true energy condensed just now, and the sword energy was released?
This is the characteristic of entering the seventh level. A few days ago, he was still at the eighth level.
This is almost five or six years of achievement for a talented warrior. Why does he advance so quickly at his age?
He raised his head with a shocked face and looked at Xin Zhuo, and found that the other person was smiling, revealing a pair of dimples, smiling happily.
He looked at the opponent's body and saw that he had been hit by a hidden weapon...
"Why?"
"Oh, you mean why he was hit but I was fine?"
>Xin Zhuo smiled and opened his clothes and turned around, "Are you surprised?"
"Pfft——"
The studious man felt that his internal organs were on fire, his heart was burning with anxiety, and another mouthful of old blood spurted out.
PS: I beg everyone to read it and invest in it every day. This is related to whether the book can be continued. In fact, the story in the author's mind is slippery. Millions of words will not be sloppy or vulgar or competitive. , harem, etc., I was so excited that I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to write about it.
There will be a few chapters later.
(End of this chapter)