Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

112, desperate

"bite!"

After a crisp sound, Zheng Feng and the black shadow each took a step back.

Zheng Feng looked at Park Dao and felt the recoil force transmitted from the blade, and a light of inspiration flashed in his heart.

The next second, Zheng Feng took the initiative to attack, and Park Dao swept the black shadow's lower body.

The black shadow did not dodge or avoid it, allowing Park Dao to sweep across his legs, and the dagger pierced from top to bottom to Zheng Feng's neck.

Zheng Feng swept over the blade and heard only two crisp sounds. The black shadow separated up and down, but it seemed that he was not affected at all, and his upper body continued to attack.

Zheng Feng's eyes flashed, and he pointed out with a finger in "Pulse Cutting Finger", and held the knife in his back hand to protect the back of his neck.

puff!

This time, the "Pulse Finger" hit the effect, and the black shadow's upper body paused, and the dagger still landed on Zheng Feng's shoulder.

The dagger pierced the flesh and blood, and stepped forward layer by layer against the shoulder blades. Zheng Feng endured the pain and forced the black shadow to retreat with a backhand. He looked at the black shadow with only half of his body with a serious expression.

The shadow lost its lower body but did not affect its movement at all. Instead, it was better to say that the shadow that lost its lower body became more flexible.

The black shadow flicked around and came again with a dagger in his hand. Zheng Feng was on guard and fought with the black shadow for several rounds, but he found that he was no match for the black shadow.

The black shadow is too fast, and he loses his lower body twice as high as his. He alone is not enough to defeat the other party.

"Master!" Zheng Feng shouted loudly.

He tried to awaken Lu Hao to fight side by side with him, but Lu Hao was deeply trapped in illusion and could not extricate himself, and nothing outside could be felt.

At this time, the black shadow came again. Zheng Feng gritted his teeth and picked up Park Knife and resisted it twice. The man had already arrived beside Lu Hao.

"Master, wake up!" Zheng Feng squirted blood on Lu Hao's face and shouted with a gaze.

Lu Hao, who was illusioned in his body, was flooded with blood and felt a moment of loss of consciousness. It was at this moment that he heard Zheng Feng's shouting.

As smart as Lu Hao naturally understood that he had been caught in an illusion, so he hurriedly reached into his arms, took out the stinky thing and swallowed it in one bite.

Zheng Feng was stunned when he saw Lu Hao swallowing the plants. He clearly said that he could chew it, but he didn't let him swallow it raw...

However, the effect of raw swallowing is also obvious. Lu Hao's belly was overwhelmed and he vomited heavily, but his eyes gradually became clear.

Seeing this, the black shadow snorted coldly, gave up Zheng Feng and turned to attack Lu Hao, as if he wanted to kill him before he woke up.

Zheng Feng could not make him do what he wanted. He raised his sword and barely fought with him, and a few more wounds were added to his body.

At this time, Zheng Feng suddenly felt a little dazed. He didn't know whether it was because of excessive blood loss or the poison on the black shadow's dagger. He gradually felt exhausted and could not concentrate.

The shadow seemed to have Zheng Feng's abnormality, and his move became more swift and ruthless. Zheng Feng was unable to do so and could not even resist. He could only watch the other party's dagger stabbed into his heart.

"stop!"

When he was talking, Lu Hao, who happened to be awake, saw this scene and directly reached out to grab the dagger, and slashed at the black shadow with a knife.

Click!

Blood splattered and two fingers fell to the ground.

The black shadow's dagger was pressed tightly against Zheng Feng's chest, unable to make any progress. At the same time, Lu Hao's knife also slashed the black shadow, and the black blood flowed back along the blade.

"Master!" Zheng Feng exclaimed, and threw the Park Knife in his hand at the black shadow.

The black shadow let go of the dagger and swayed away from the house.

Lu Hao and Zheng Feng looked at each other and shouted softly: "Chasing!"

The two of them turned over and chased out the door despite their injuries. This time they could seriously injure the black shadow, but the next time might not be the case. And after tonight, they could not stay in the Miao village.

The two rushed out of the door, but the shadow had long disappeared. Judging from the other party's attitude, they must have practiced some kind of light skills.

"Run away." Lu Hao pounded the doorpost with some annoyance and asked, "What should I do now?"

Zheng Feng's eyes rolled. Since he had been confirmed that everything was a mess of illusion and the method of cracking had been found, then escaping from this place was naturally the only choice.

But thinking of the mission of this trip and the golden stone statue in the hall, Zheng Feng gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Go to the hall!"

Lu Hao didn't know why Zheng Feng wanted to go to the hall, but after this, he had no reservations about his trust in Zheng Feng and agreed to Zheng Feng's decision without too much thinking.

The two came to the hall, cleave the door lock with their knives, and Zheng Feng went straight to the golden stone statue.

Seeing this, Lu Hao was confused, but he didn't ask, but just guarded the door with a knife to buy time for Zheng Feng.

Suddenly, a fire lit up. It turned out that the Miao people from Wutouzhai held torches and farm tools, surrounded the hall with a muted toast, just for the toast with a solemn face.

"Master Tusi, what do you mean?" Lu Hao asked.

The chiefs snorted coldly: "The whole village is asking you, you are angry with Wu Youzhu and killed several lives. We do not care about past grudges and build houses for you. But you are not grateful. Instead, you try to awaken Wu Youzhu again and harm the people in my village. Such ungrateful behavior is really cold. In order for my people not to be implicated, I can only stop your behavior and use your blood to calm Wu Youzhu's anger."

When Lu Hao heard this, his face changed and he immediately said angrily: "The evil words confuse the public. It is clear that you pretended to be a god and harmed people's lives, but they turned around. The 'Wu Youzhu' you mentioned has been injured by me, and the illusion has been broken by me. Since you said that we have angered Wu Youzhu, it is better to leave a path and allow me to leave the village. If he is really angry, he will take our heads."

The toast's face remained unchanged and shouted loudly: "It's stubborn! All the people of the headless village, you have heard that outsiders will ruin the lives of our entire village for their own selfishness. They will take them down for me so that Wu Youzhu's anger will be extinguished in time."

The Miao people in Wutouzhai were furious and approached step by step with torches in their hands.

Lu Hao was anxious. The chieftain was obviously arguing, but the other party was a chieftain in the village, who was like a king. The people in the village only believed him, so how could they believe an outsider?

"Zheng Feng!"

Seeing the Miao people approaching, Lu Hao could only shout Zheng Feng's name.

At this time, Zheng Feng had already pushed the golden stone statue, and the stone carved body was smashed to pieces, and only the bronze scepter and the golden book were preserved intact.

Zheng Feng quickly searched among the waste, but found nothing. He picked up the bronze scepter and the golden book, and immediately read a message appeared in his eyes.

Zheng Feng was overjoyed and quickly turned the pages of the golden book. The reading bar in his eyes also soared to 5o%, but the reading bar stopped when he reached here.

At this moment, Lu Hao shouted loudly, and Zheng Feng was shocked. He couldn't help but feel the urge to "give up the mission and fight with Lu Hao." At the same time, a strong sense of shame surged into his heart, making him afraid to look at Lu Hao's eyes.

Zheng Feng knew that this was the role's own emotions, but he was not the character after all.

Shaking his head violently and ignoring Lu Hao's shouting, Zheng Feng picked up the bronze scepter and continued to study.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next