Chapter two hundred and seventy-eight temporarily on
"Mr. Red! Mr. Red!!?"
Ling'er ran over and looked at him carefully, but didn't dare to get too close. There was also Xiaoliu who was holding his arms and was saved by him.
"I know I'll leave here right away. Right now" Lin Xin murmured, slowly recovering.
He raised his head and saw that the sky had been reflected in a red light, and the huge demon god boy had completely disappeared. It seemed that it was in an unfinished state. Although he was able to swing such a standard blow, the other party was far better than normal.
The Demon God Boy was much weaker and was defeated in one fell swoop.
"Let's go."
He glanced at Ling'er and Xiaoliu who were in a state of embarrassment, and with a flash of his body, he took them directly with one hand, and in one breath he arrived at the carriage that had already driven some distance away and was slowly waiting for them.
When everyone in the escort agency saw them catching up, they immediately cheered.
"Mr. Hong" Ling'er was gently placed on the horse by him, watching with a strange yet reverent look mixed with awe. She seemed to be hesitant to speak, wanting to ask Lin Xin why he would hide his identity and join them.
A weak team, but they were afraid of offending Lin Xin and committing any taboos. After all, such experts often have bad tempers or have some unique characteristics.
The convoy advanced slowly, heading straight towards the established Naxi River. Fires were burning behind them, and big trees slowly fell to the ground.
Lin Xin knew what she wanted to ask, not only her, but also Xiaoliu, the bodyguards who were approaching, and Uncle Wu who was driving the carriage to look here.
"This senior and this junior have blind eyes and do not recognize the real person." Fifth Uncle said respectfully, "This time we have no intention of getting involved in the large formation set up by the masters of the Red Ridge Sect. I wonder if the senior knows anything about the person who set up the formation?"
Lin Xin closed his lips tightly and looked ugly.
The murderous intent in You Mansion surged and rolled, and he suppressed it forcefully and consumed a huge amount of energy all the time.
Waves of dizziness kept coming from the depths of my mind.
"Mr. Hong, are you okay?" Ling'er came over to support him. She was the only woman in the team. Her hands and feet were gentler. The responsibility of taking care of Lin Xin, the savior, fell on her.
Lin Xingang wanted to nod to say it was okay.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. It spread all over the grass next to him. The blood was strangely black and red, and there were many lumps of solidified things in it.
His consciousness quickly blurred, and Lin Xin finally couldn't hold on for a while. He was almost exhausted. If his spiritual energy and strength hadn't been exhausted, he might have started to kill madly right now.
His body was supported by Ling'er, and his vision became blurry before he knew it. As soon as his mind became drowsy, he almost fell to the side of the carriage.
"Hurry and help Mr. rest!"
"Bring the medicine for injuries and internal injuries quickly!!"
Ling'er's sharp exclamation came faintly in her ears, but the sound became smaller and smaller, getting further and further away.
Before he was about to fall into coma, Lin Xin managed to take out the little silver mouse that he had taken out earlier, stuffed it into his mouth as hard as he could, and prepared to take a bite.
Unexpectedly, the thing melted in the mouth and started running around in the mouth like a real little mouse. Then it quickly found its throat, burrowed directly in, and rushed down into the stomach like crazy.
Then I didn't know anything anymore.
Lin Xin's body suddenly fell to the ground, but a thin layer of red spiritual light appeared around him, like armor. This spiritual light evenly covered his whole body, torso and limbs.
Ling'er went to help him up, but she could only grasp the red aura outside him. It felt extremely smooth and difficult to hold on to.
She quickly called a few people to come over to help, and then she lifted Lin Xin into the carriage.
"Quickly leave! If the formation is broken, the people from the Red Ridge Sect will definitely be attracted! If you don't leave here as soon as possible, you will be in trouble if you encounter any strong man!"
Uncle Wu's expression changed when he saw Lin Xin was unconscious. The only person here who could resist a strong enemy was actually unconscious. If he encounters Lin Xin later,
Ling'er also knew the seriousness and nodded quickly.
"Now that things have come to this, can we still go to the escort agency?" an escort suddenly said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
The convoy moved forward quickly, getting farther and farther away from the fire behind it. The surrounding sounds also quickly weakened, and even gradually became quiet. However, in addition to the joy of escaping from death, everyone was more afraid of such a behemoth as the Red Ridge Gate.
"Now, even the Sixth Prince Chijimen plans to attack and kill him. The wolf's ambition has become clear." The fifth uncle shook his head. "Although Mr. Hong broke through the formation this time and allowed us to be saved, the shocking blow also destroyed it.
If the Red Ridge Gate plan fails, it will definitely cause big trouble."
"Then what should we do?" Another escort said dejectedly. "If the Red Ridge Sect pursues them, we people may not be able to withstand it for even a day."
Uncle Wu and Ling'er didn't know what to do as the team leaders. After a while, everyone was no longer in the mood to talk. They were just silent.
Quickly passing through this woodland, the surrounding woods in front are sparse and gradually darken. They are mostly tall, straight trees with sparse leaves.
They kept walking for several hours, until it was almost dark, and there was no sign of pursuit behind them. At this time, everyone felt a little calmer.
I guessed that maybe the Red Ridge Gate didn't see them, and some people had a vague idea of returning quickly.
The huge Zhou banner fluttered in the wind and made a snapping sound. It was placed in front of the main hall of the Jingxuan Sect.
The surrounding area was densely packed with Jingxuan Sect disciples and Red Ridge Sect members who were fighting to death.
There were so many corpses on both sides that the entire square in front of the hall was completely submerged, and even the ground could barely be seen.
"You said you let the Sixth Prince run away?"
Beside the flag, a young man with a ponytail wearing a white coat was looking in astonishment at the two old women in front of him who were reporting the situation.
"King Banner, calm down! There is another hidden reason behind this matter. If a master who was passing by hadn't suddenly appeared to break the formation, we wouldn't have lost several real people." An old woman explained quickly, with a trace of anger on her face.
"I just meditated for a moment, but you two top Italian level masters actually let a sixth prince of the Yi level run away?" The man stood with his hands behind his back, his aura rolling around him, and he had a vague feeling of power without anger.
"The Banner King must have felt that the sword broke the formation just now, right? Are we sisters also to blame for this kind of thing?" Another old woman said in a cold voice. "We just belong to the Lord of the Red Ridge Sect and are temporarily under the command of the Banner King.
.It doesn’t mean that we are your subordinates!”
"You are not under my control." Banner King Zhou Huaishe nodded. "But if a sixth prince is gone, who will be responsible for the consequences that may have on the sect leader's plan?"
"I'll take the responsibility myself!" the old women and sisters said one after the other.
"Can you afford it?" Zhou Huaishe sneered.
"We will give the sect master an explanation for this matter! The other party is a top swordsman! He will definitely leave clues and clues."
"There are only a handful of masters of swordsmanship in Zhongfu. I can easily defeat the Demon God Boy, but the only one who can barely come close to my level is Huang Shiyu, a swordsman who lives north of Luohe. He has been running the Immortal Exchange Sect for hundreds of years.
.Although he can’t make it to the top of the Heavenly Ranking, he still has the strength to reach the top of the Jing level. I fought against him decades ago.” Zhou Huaishe said calmly.
"It can't be him. His style is completely different. You can feel the almost endless bloody breath in that man's sword intent, and he killed countless people. It's an absolute devil's method."
Another old woman whispered.
"Demon?" Zhou Huaishe pondered for a moment, "Don't worry about him for now, capture the Sixth Prince! Go to the nearby Mountain God Land and see if you can catch him. If not, notify all the underworld that he is wanted!"
"Thank you, King Banner, for your understanding." The old woman handed over her hand.
"No need to talk nonsense, let the rest of the people go out to search." Zhou Huaishe said calmly.
He is a very indifferent person. The sixth prince ran away, which would have a bad influence on the sect leader, but for him, as long as he has food, drink, enjoyment, and the company of beautiful women, nothing else matters.
What do you do after you practice? What do you do if you become immortal? What do you do if you become strong and powerful?
It’s not all enjoyment. If it’s not to enjoy life, then what’s the use of living so long? What’s the point?
This is the concept of his Red Flag King.
"I heard that there was an old golden eagle demon squatting in front of us. He has an unusual understanding of the surrounding terrain. Maybe we can search for him."
An old man in Tsing Yi who had been standing by the side bowed his head respectfully and said.
"Golden Eagle Old Demon?" The old woman and the two sisters exchanged glances, both wanting to atone for their sins. They nodded quickly.
"That's a way. Thank you Master Song. Then, where are the masters who break the formation?"
"Don't worry about it for now. Find the person first. Then inform Lu Yunshu or the strange Taoist first."
"Okay!" The old woman responded in a low voice.
"Let's do business first. The world is in turmoil. The royal family is also in danger. If the master protects the royal family, he will definitely show up again sooner or later."
In fact, none of them knew that the master who could break through the formation was actually hidden in the convoy of the escort agency, but no one thought about it. After all, a master who could break through the real-life formation would condescend to be with a group of escorts.
People acting together, this kind of thing would be a fantasy anywhere.
After all, with the speed of top real-level and Italian-level masters, they can quickly cross this area in one quick flight. It would take an ordinary convoy several days to travel, but they can find the right direction and arrive in a few hours.
Therefore, even though Lin Xin was in the convoy not far away, none of them could have imagined Lin Xin's special situation at this time.
The clear stream flowed slowly down the height of the stone ridge and fell into a small pool less than half a meter below.
The convoy stopped by the stream, and several escorts were building a stove with the stones they found to light a fire, preparing to cook some food.
After filling the wooden basin with water, Ling'er was washing her clothes. Uncle Wu was sharpening the knife in his hand with a whetstone. Both of them looked at the man sitting in the direction of the carriage from time to time.
There were constant coughing sounds.
Lin Xin had woken up and was leaning against the carriage, holding a brown water bag in his hand and pouring it into his mouth.
The setting sun is like fire, clouds are floating in the wind, and a group of wild geese slowly fly over the head, faintly chirping.
The surroundings were quiet and peaceful, with the faint chirping of birds and insects mixed with the low voices of the escorts.
He could feel that the escorts were secretly discussing him, and everyone including Ling'er and Uncle Wu secretly glanced at him from time to time. (To be continued.)