Chapter 51 Xin Zhuo VS Song Dongxi of the Song Family
Murong Xiu came from a wealthy family after all, and was completely different from Cui Ying'er and Huang Dagui who were ignorant and confused.
The reason why he turned to the thieves was not only because he disliked the pressure from his family and rebelled, but more importantly, he was very accurate in judging people. Xin Zhuo's ability and martial arts were definitely outstanding and he would definitely not be among those in the pool in the future. thing.
No!
After his observation these days, he discovered that the boss is even a bit of a monster!
So, the changes in Han Qiniang and the others are definitely related to the boss. Maybe he knows some of the rumored miraculous techniques of pushing the muscles and removing the bones.
Xin Zhuo thought about it seriously and patted him on the shoulder: "When the matter of the four families is resolved this time, I will give it a try!"
"Xie Da is the boss." Murong Hugh is overjoyed.
“The boss!”
At this moment, Bai Jianxi ran up from a distance, his head covered in sweat, furious and frighteningly fast.
When he got close, he was out of breath: "I..."
"Let's talk after a while." Xin Zhuo motioned for him to sit down.
Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui and Han Qiniang, who were watching the hero who promised a lot of money and really stood on his head to eat daddy, noticed something unusual and followed him.
"My boss, I have broken through. I have become so powerful these days. Have you seen it?" Han Qiniang's eyes were bright. She was a little carried away by being followed for a while below.
Han Jiulang and Huang Dagui also showed off their skills.
Xin Zhuo knew what he was doing, nodded, and focused his attention on Bai Jianxi. He had never seen this guy and didn't know what he was doing.
"My mirror is actually broken, I can run so fast!"
Bai Jianxi finally stopped and pointed to the southwest: "According to the instructions of the boss, I patrolled the surrounding areas. I saw the man named Song Dongxi coming ten miles away."
Cui Ying'er and others suddenly became nervous. They thought that the four families would find this place, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.
“How many people?”
Xin Zhuo asked.
"The five of them are all from the Song family!" Bai Jianxi answered affirmatively.
“The other companies didn’t come?”
“The other companies definitely didn’t come. To be on the safe side, I even walked around for a long time. This deep mountain and old forest is inaccessible, and it’s easy for people to move around. "
Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Xiu: "Where could your grandfather be?"
What he always cared about the most was the old man of the Murong family. After all, the sixth grade was a full three realms higher, so he had no confidence at all.
He even wondered if the old man was watching nearby?
"Actually, the old man from my hometown has returned!"
Murong Xiu was a little embarrassed, "I just didn't have time to talk to the boss about it, my grandfather used the flying harrier I raised in the morning The letter came with a very strange tone.
He said that my sixteenth aunt was about to give birth and the war in the east of the city was tense. You are not allowed to mention Murong again, if he catches you, you will be killed!”
After saying that, a sad look of abandonment appeared on his face.
Xin Zhuo's heart moved. He didn't know if Mr. Murong was trying to trick Murong Xiu, but people like him must not sit still and wait for death: "This can be done!"
"What is it?" All mountains The thief's subordinates were a little confused.
Xin Zhuo looked to the southwest: "We have done so many clues. In just one night, it is impossible for the four families to find this place. There is only one possibility. The Song Master's IQ is off the charts. If other families go their separate ways and try their luck at beheading me, we can also try to stop them.”
……
"Susu..."
The sky had been gloomy all morning, and finally it began to rain lightly. The entire forest at the western foot of Fulong Peak was completely white.
The autumn rain is slightly cold. If it rains on your body, you will easily get wind chill, but for a warrior who is full of blood, it is not a problem at all.
At least for Song Dongxi, it had no impact at all. His steps were not fast, but his body was as straight as a sword. The gun cage at his waist did not move at all, and there was no emotion at all on his square face.
His calm eyes are completely different from his foul mouth, which is disgusting. This is due to the fact that he was beaten and abused countless times by his master at the Gunman Villa when he was a child.
He looked in the direction of Menghu Village with firm eyes. He was convinced that Xin Zhuo had gone to Menghu Village.
This is different from the other three young ladies from the other three families who followed the traces in the mountains.
This is not to say that the other three companies are stupid. It is safe to be law-abiding after all.
But Song Dongxi’s pride did not allow him to do useless things, so he separated from the others last night and went straight here.
“Sir, what if Xin Zhuo is not in Menghu Village?”
A round-faced woman in black next to her asked doubtfully, "Tiger Village is not included in our purge, that is a matter for the government!"
Song Dongxi glanced at her coldly: "Noisy!"
"Here!" The woman turned pale and stepped aside.
At this time, the five people walked up a hill, walked around the mountain in front, and reached the north peak of Menghu Village. At this moment, a strange tone came from the diagonal: "A bunch of wine and rice bags from the Song family, if there is anyone who dares to ride a horse, come and beat me!"
Song Dongxi and the other five people looked over fiercely and saw in a bush 200 meters away, Murong Xiu, the father-in-law and son of Murong who had surrendered to the thieves, with a disgusting and provocative look on his face.
They didn’t know what this young master Murong meant when he changed his temperament so much and looked like a villain in the market. Their original intention was definitely not to arrest Murong Xiu, but since he was here, was Xin Zhuo still far away?
Turn around and chase after him.
Song Dongxi just chased for a few steps, stopped if he felt something, and looked directly above.
Then he saw Xin Zhuo, who was dressed in linen, with wet hair, and the same expressionless face.
The two looked at each other.
A brief silence.
Then, Xin Zhuo glanced around, and finally showed a "depressed" look on his face: "Mr. Song, how did you find this place? I'm convinced!"
Turn around and face away. Run.
Only Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu came this time. Cui Ying'er and the others were still at a low level. Even if they had talent, they could not take risks.
Moreover, Murong Xiu was a seducer. He could not guarantee whether Mr. Murong or the other three families were nearby. Even if Murong Xiu was caught, it would not matter and he would not die.
So, he ran around first to make sure no one was intercepting him, and then he challenged Song Dong.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, even though the branches and leaves in the mountain forest are dense, there are still raindrops falling.
The two ran after each other for twenty miles. Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped and turned to look at Song Dongxi.
You can be sure, the others are not here, otherwise there is no reason to let yourself run around and hide in the dark to watch the excitement. It is really unnecessary in the deep mountains and forests, the humidity and cold.
Song Dongxi, two feet away, also stopped.
The wind blows in the mountains and forests, whistling, the rain falls, and the heaven and earth roar.
Song Dongxi finally untied the holster of his gun, took out a colorfully embroidered folding gun, and said coldly: "You seem to be very confident!"
"Not bad!"
Xin Zhuo drew out his notched Yan Ling knife.
If he had a choice, he would never take the risk of skipping a level and challenging someone in a one-on-one fight. The only way to go out is to fight until you are seventy or eighty years old or invincible before going out to play.
But he did not practice martial arts himself, and all his abilities depended on the "Wangyue Well", but this well was designed to cause trouble.
The three meanings of loyalty, debt, and apology must be manipulated.
The four major families are chasing soldiers, six seventh-level masters, if they don’t gamble and fight, they may not even be qualified to cause trouble or find sacrifices to the spirits.
So, fight hard.
"I heard that you can cross the border and transform into the realm with swordsmanship and boxing. You are a talent. I only know one set of marksmanship and have practiced hard for eighteen years. I have just become a master, but... your hope of escape is still slim!"
Song Dongxi twisted the folding gun, the colorful patterns rotated, and there was a "squeaking" sound, and it instantly transformed into a one-foot-long gun with a gilt handle, a cold iron head, and a golden spike. The whole body was majestic and shone with a heart-stopping cold light. .
His own aura also changed from cold to fierce. His eyes exuded the aura of a mountain of corpses bursting out of a sea of blood. Before Xin Zhuo could reply, he jumped up.
A bit of cold light went away first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.
The man was in mid-air, and the sharp spear tip cut through the rain curtain, heading straight for the door in front of Xin Zhuo. The shadow of the spear swayed in the middle, making twelve scattered, one after another screams.
Xin Zhuo calmly looked at the opponent's marksmanship, which was indeed better than anyone he had encountered before. He grasped the handle of the knife and slashed with one strike.
Wild sword is the peak.
The knife is ugly when it comes out, it changes midway, and the knife shadow appears in a blink of an eye.
"Cang——"
The rain splashed everywhere.
Gun and knife attack!
The shadow of the gun shattered and the shadow of the knife scattered.
Only the tip of the knife and the head of the gun are left to collide.
"Ping!"
The loud and crisp sound shook the raindrops.
The Yanling knife broke.
Xin Zhuo took three steps back with the broken knife.
Song Dongxi's gun left his hand, and he quickly grabbed it again. He had already taken seven steps back.
The tiger's mouth exploded, and blood stains loomed, which were quickly washed away by the rain.
(End of this chapter)