Hearing the words of Mr. Tiger Cat, we felt a knot in our hearts. We thought that we should come, and sure enough we came after him.
There must be something wrong with the fake ID card we used, and someone traced it, and we finally tracked it down. Zamao Xiaodao got out of the car, asked a few questions, looked at the dark mountains next to him, and felt a little worried.
When the driver saw the two of us discussing beside the car, he honked his horn twice, cursed loudly, and asked why we stopped here, and if we could leave?
I felt irritated, turned around and looked up, saying, "Get out, get out, get out!"
The driver's face trembled, and he showed a happy smile: "Okay, okay! I'll get out of here and let you two idiots drink the northwest wind in this dark and numb place." After saying this, he
As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, the bus sped away, leaving behind a pile of smoke and dust. In the cold winter of December, there was neither the moon nor the stars above our heads. It was like a black curtain covering the sky. We just looked at the bus.
The car's taillight, like a bean, moved farther and farther towards the road ahead, and then disappeared at the end of the road.
Zamao Xiaodao crossed his arms and sighed, "Well, let's climb the mountain and try our best to throw away the pursuers in the mountain."
In fact, neither of us wanted to conflict with the pursuers of the Religious Affairs Bureau. If we could avoid it, we would avoid it. When Zamao Xiaodao was hijacking cars, we also tried our best to avoid hurting people.
Why? We originally fled after being wrongly accused, quietly hiding our names, and when the truth came to light, we could win the sympathy of the upper-class bosses when we returned. However, during this period, we killed the aggressive pursuers.
So no matter whether I was wrongly accused or not, I still committed a murder and the evidence of the crime was established. By then, the yellow mud would be in my crotch, and it would be either Xiang or Xiang. Where else could there be anything else?
Therefore, this is an asymmetrical war. The pursuers are killing us without mercy, but we are timid and dare not move rashly. How can we dare to fight head-on with our hands and feet tied like this?
There were some things that made us feel more and more frustrated the more we thought about them. We had no choice but to climb off the roadbed and climb up into the mountains next to the road.
In the middle of the night, Duoduo ran out and volunteered to explore the way for us; so did the fat bug. As soon as this little thing entered the mountain, he started to have fun and ran around. Now he caught a small bug with claws and teeth.
We also killed a winter snake, which was extremely naughty. As for the little demon, he led the way in front of us. The body of the fire baby flickered in and out, acting as a street lamp. The surrounding plants and grass vines swam away like living creatures, clearing the difficult and dangerous road.
It doesn't become so difficult to walk.
Lord Tiger Cat is flying in the sky, providing us with battlefield signal support.
Looking at these little guys, my mood finally improved a little, and I could finally feel the warmth in the cold winter. I felt that no matter where I went, with such a group of little friends, everything would not be as difficult as I imagined.
Traveling at night was naturally much more difficult than usual. Zamao Xiaodao and I got two small trees from the roadside as crutches and reluctantly climbed up the mountain. After about ten minutes, we were walking on the mountainside.
There were vehicles with flashing lights approaching in the distance, four of them whizzing past the foot of the mountain, chasing the bus in front. Although I don’t know who is sitting in the car, but if there is Mao Tongzhen or that
We couldn't bear to walk around any of the swordsmen in Qingcheng Mountain, so we mustered up all our energy and walked hard into the mountain.
Only when we entered the mountains and relied on the little monsters and fat bugs could we gain a small advantage.
Our goal is the border of southern Yunnan, which is still far away from where we are now. It is really inefficient to travel such a long distance and cross mountains and ridges. But there is no way. We don't have the kind of paper armor horses used by the direct lineage of our senior brother.
There is no Wind Talisman Escape Talisman from a well-known and upright family. At present, I can only rely on a pair of iron feet and the willpower in my heart to slowly get rid of the enemy's entanglement.
Driving on a mountain road in the dark is actually a very tiring task. However, compared with the tropical rainforest in Myanmar, the mountain road here is dry and the forest is deep and dense. There is no need to worry about insects and snakes. It’s just that the road is not good.
The walk was a bit steep, and if Duoduo and the others hadn't helped us find the way, we would have gone through a lot of unnecessary mistakes.
After walking like this for another half an hour, we were completely away from the road and heading deeper into the mountains.
At this time, far behind, there began to be heard the vague sound of barking. Zamao Xiaolu, who was busy on his way, suddenly turned his head and looked at me. In the darkness, his eyes were bright and he grinned, saying it was time to come.
Yes, it’s finally here. I nodded and said that I just got Lao Wan involved, and I felt uneasy. Zamao Xiaodao shook his head and said, just in case, this guy is cunning as hell, and I don’t think anything big will happen to him until we go back.
, when the time comes, I’ll have a drink with him again, and I won’t stop getting drunk.
Zamao Xiaodao spoke boldly, and then I could hear his nose, which seemed to be a little stuffy, and I thought I was a little worried about this good friend.
After another hour of walking, the sky and the earth were dark. The little demon suddenly stopped and looked around. I followed and asked if anything was going on. She was silent, but her little ears were trembling slightly, listening to the sound. But at this moment,
Five men in Chinese tunic suits suddenly jumped out of the grass in front of them. The one leading them turned out to be Zhao Xingrui, the Southwest Walker I had just met last night and my former classmate from the training camp.
There was no successful ambush. Zhao Xingrui looked very unhappy. He touched his nose and saw a mahogany sword hanging on his back. He held a sharp machete in his left hand. Behind him, a young man unscrewed a paper tube in his hand.
, and immediately a bunch of signal flares flew towards the sky.
The fireworks were brilliant and particularly dazzling in the night sky.
Looking at my former classmates and today's rivals, I couldn't help but feel bitter and said, "Old Zhao, I didn't expect you to be involved in the pursuit of me. Didn't you get transferred to the Imperial Capital Headquarters?"
Zhao Xingrui's head had been lowered, but now he raised his head and looked at me, with an inexplicable smile on his face. He said to Lu Zuo, others said that the best student in the last training camp should be you, and
I am just a lucky guy. This statement has been making noise in the world since I was elected, so I am particularly looking forward to meeting you again and using facts to prove that their statement is completely wrong.
, So, I’m here. Do you dare to have a fair duel with me? If you beat me, I’ll let you go!
The young man who sent the flare had some doubts. He took a step forward and said Captain Zhao, I'm afraid...
Zhao Xingrui raised his hand and said to the young man with some disgust: "Wang Muxuan, I am in charge here. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it."
Looking at the thin man with the Taoist bun in front of me, he was a close disciple of Monk Huiming. I couldn't help but feel proud, my blood was boiling, and I laughed angrily: "Why don't you dare? Come on, have a good fight!" As I spoke, I
The ghost sword was suddenly pulled out from the painting tube. The wooden sword made of locust wood had a dark gold surface, as if it had been painted with a layer of paint. It was similar in color to the golden silkworm Gu, low-key and luxurious.
Seeing me draw out my sword, Zhao Xingrui threw the machete in his hand into the ground, then pulled out the mahogany sword on his back, shook a gorgeous sword flower, and then shouted how brave he was, and then rushed forward.
Zhao Xingrui is an innate master. He once shared with us how moved he was by "Qi" in the training camp. Later, his performance in the confrontation trial was also very strong, showing extraordinary strength. If such an opponent is in normal times,
, I will definitely use it to hone my abilities just like I used to pester Zhao Zhonghua. However, at this moment, I show no mercy. He charges forward, and I also charge forward. The two swords are against each other. There is wind and thunder on his peach wood sword.
The sound of the sound sounded, and the runes were swaying like a dragon, but I turned my wrist and slashed with a sword.
brush--
This gold-plated ghost sword was as sharp as a long metal sword. After a few turns, it cut off a piece of Zhao Xingrui's mahogany sword, and the runes swimming on it disappeared. And when one disappeared, the other grew. I took advantage of Zhao Xingrui's surprise.
At an inexplicable moment, he took a step forward and bumped into Zhao Xingrui with his shoulder. He ducked to the left, gathered strength and slapped a palm, facing me.
Compared with the training camp, Zhao Xingrui's skills have improved even more. We exchanged palms, which made half of my body numb and painful.
But I felt uncomfortable, and Zhao Xingrui was even more unhappy. He took a few steps back, took a look at his sword, and saw a rough scar on his beloved mahogany sword. I was worried that there were more and more pursuers behind me.
Time waited for no one, so he relied on the sharpness of his sword, not giving Zhao Xingrui time to draw his sword, and attacked frantically, forcing him to retreat. At this time, the outcome of the duel had been decided, and he did not care whether it was fair or not.
, greeting the little demon, Duoduo and Fatty Bugs, swarmed up.
The four people behind Zhao Xingrui were about to make a move. Zamao Xiaodao moved and struck the one on the side with a sword.
Even if Lao Zhao is a master, he is not much better than me. My style of beating the old master to death with random punches made him tired of dealing with it. He just avoided my sharp sword and was struck by the little monster in the back of his heart.
He punched and staggered, and there was another little ghost on the top of his head. He scratched his bun and pulled out a lot of long hair. Just as he was about to grit his teeth and use his special move, his anus was itched and the back door came loose. After a miserable scream, he finally knelt down.
Two minutes later, the leftist group defeated the first wave of pursuers. Except for the young man named Wang Muxuan who ran away in a mess, we tied up everyone else and handcuffed them behind their backs with the handcuffs they brought.
On the tree.
We found some supplies and military-grade maps from other people. Looking at Zhao Xingrui who looked depressed, I smiled and said, Old Zhao, you don’t think that I was crippled last time and will let you go this time.
Bullying? Zhao Xingrui opened his mouth, but did not speak. He rolled his eyes. I noticed something was wrong, and I listened to him. He lowered his voice and told me in a very low voice: "Lu Zuo, Bai Lutan is missing. You guys are missing."
It's very dangerous now. In addition to Mao Tongzhen, the one coming this time is Li Tengfei, the number one master among the younger generation of Laojun Pavilion in Qingcheng Mountain. You run quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"