Chapter 10 Purple Moon Sword Sect (this chapter is free)
The bottom of the wooden boat was very strong, but it was not as good as the thick tree with dozens of people hugging each other when Reg practiced chopping.
After three consecutive chops, a huge hole appeared in the bottom of the wooden boat, and seawater sprayed into the bottom of the cabin.
Reg moved to another place and repeated the same thing.
The remaining people on the boat were horrified to find that the bottom of the boat was leaking violently, and the hull was slowly sinking. Their expressions suddenly changed. Although they were holding sharp knives, they were unable to do anything.
The red-haired woman sitting on the rocks by the sea looked at the ship slowly sinking to the bottom of the water, with deep shock in her eyes.
The red-haired woman was born in a fighting sect, so she was naturally well-informed. From Reg's actions, she could almost estimate Reg's strength. At most, it was equal to the weakest among these people. But it happened to be such a person.
Kill everyone?
Not only fierce enough, but also absolutely ruthless!
When Reg emerged from the sea and appeared on the seaside again, there was no trace of the big ship on the sea, and even the small ship had sunk into the depths of the sea.
This big ship seems to have never been here before.
Reg sat on the rocks by the sea, breathing heavily. Fighting in the water was much more difficult than on land. Even if Reg trained all day long, the fierce land battle and long-term fight in the sea had left blood oozing from his waist.
The wound made Reg feel very tired.
Just when Reg was sitting on the rock to rest, the red-haired woman ran over on her own initiative, stared at Reg and said, "Thank you for saving me."
Reg glanced at the red-haired woman and said calmly: "I'm not saving you, I just don't want to be killed by them."
The red-haired woman was stunned. She obviously didn't expect Reg to say such a thing. She didn't know how to answer for a moment and stood beside Reg in a daze.
Reg ignored her and rested by himself. After a while, Reg felt that his body had regained some strength, then he stood up and came to the place where they had just fought. He dragged the bodies of the three people killed on land to
beach, thrown into the sea.
After turning over some sea sand on the ground to cover the blood stains on the ground, Reg put the giant sword on his shoulder and began to walk back. When passing by the red-haired woman, Reg paused slightly.
He said calmly: "If you walk to the left from the beach here, you can see a village. You can go there to ask for help."
Before the red-haired woman could answer, she saw Reg walking forward with the giant sword on his shoulder, but the direction was to the right.
After looking to the left and then at Reg to the right, the red-haired woman gritted her teeth, stepped forward and chased after Reg, shouting: "Don't leave me alone."
Reg frowned, turned his head, and looked at the red-haired woman running behind him: "I said, if you go to the left from here, you can see a village..."
"But... I don't know anyone here. You saved me, so of course I will follow you. At least... you won't harm me."
Looking at Reg's somewhat impatient gaze, the red-haired woman folded her arms and begged: "Don't worry, I have no other requirements. I just think it's safer to follow you... I just want to change my clothes and eat something."
thing."
"As long as you bring a letter to my father, my father will come to pick me up and I will repay you. What I just said... I said..."
A blush appeared on the red-haired woman's face, and she became a little hesitant. Just now, in a hurry, the red-haired woman first promised a large sum of money to repay Reg, and then even promised, "As long as you save me, I will marry you."
The promise he made has now turned into something safe. Thinking of this, I suddenly became very embarrassed.
Reg looked at the red-haired woman who was shivering with wetness and cold, frowned again, and finally turned around and said: "Don't worry, I won't ask you to marry me...come with me."
The red-haired woman's face suddenly turned red, but after hearing the next sentence, a feeling of joy surged in her heart, and she quickly followed Reg obediently.
He has a tall and straight height, well-proportioned muscles all over his body, and clear lines, full of the flavor of a man. The wound on his waist adds a bit of intensity to the back view.
Following Reg and looking at Reg's back, the red-haired woman felt a strange sense of security in her heart, as if following this man, she no longer had to be afraid of anything.
It's just a bit too cold.
The red-haired woman muttered in her heart, and her thoughts were complicated...
Of course, Reg didn't know that the red-haired woman following him had the leisure to look at his back at this moment, and that various miscellaneous thoughts would appear in his mind.
Back to the cabin where he and Lambert lived, Lambert was not there, he probably went hunting. Ever since Lambert started teaching Reg to practice martial arts, Lambert had to do the hunting at home. Anyway, it was easy for him.
However, Reg devoted himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation.
The red-haired woman looked at the few huts in front of her that could only be described as "shabby" and was filled with curiosity about Reg for a moment.
Living in such a poor environment, how can you be unmoved when faced with a reward of 100,000 gold coins?
After being forced to kill everyone and save himself, he can pretend that nothing happened?
Reg walked straight into the house, quickly changed into dry pants, took out a piece of his own clothes and walked out and threw it to the red-haired woman: "Go inside and change yourself."
The clothes are very old, there are patches on them, and the fabric has been washed a little white, but they are very clean.
The red-haired woman didn't care to ask if there were other women's clothes. She took the clothes to the inner room, took off all the wet clothes, put on clean clothes, and then walked out holding the wet clothes.
Seeing the bamboo pole for drying clothes outside the courtyard gate, the red-haired woman ran outside and hung all the clothes to dry. However, the pink silk underwear was hanging on the bamboo pole, which made the red-haired woman feel a little embarrassed.
Reg ignored the red-haired woman hanging clothes and sat naked in the yard. He took out the trauma ointment he usually prepared and prepared to apply medicine to the wound under his ribs, but the wound was under the ribs and on the back.
It was very inconvenient for Reg to move backwards.
The red-haired woman who returned to the yard after drying the clothes looked at Reg groping for applying the wound medicine with his backhand, bit her lip, ran over and whispered: "Let me apply it for you, I've applied it before.
"
Reg looked at the red-haired woman with some suspicion. Obviously he didn't think that this woman who looked like a famous lady had ever done such a thing, but he still handed her the ointment and cloth bandage in his hand.
Looking at Reg's gaze, the red-haired woman lowered her head and explained: "When my father was injured, I applied it for him."
The red-haired woman's hands were very gentle and she was cleaning the wound very carefully. Suddenly she let out a soft exclamation.
"Hey, your wound... seems to have stopped bleeding and has healed a lot..."
Reg lowered his head in surprise and looked carefully at the wound under his ribs. Sure enough, the wound no longer oozed blood, and the wound had shrunk a lot.
How is this going?
Reg frowned in confusion. My body has been injured before, but there is no such strange phenomenon?
"It's a bit like using light magic healing, but the speed is slower..."
The red-haired woman observed it carefully for a few times, raised her head and said with some surprise: "It seems that it will heal in a short time, but I'd better put some ointment on it."
The red-haired woman's hands dexterously applied ointment to Reg's wound, and wrapped the wound with a wide strip of cloth. Finally, she went around the shoulder and tied a slip knot, and then she stopped with satisfaction.
Reg looked at the wound that was wrapped securely, raised his head, and nodded at the red-haired woman, but didn't say much.
The red-haired woman rubbed her hands, glanced at Reg a few times secretly, then suddenly raised her head and smiled at Reg and said, "My name is Louver Tis, what's your name?"
Lu Weier looked at the rather silent Reg in front of her, quietly waiting for Reg's answer.
Reg looked at the giant sword stuck in front of him, as if he was in a trance. It took him a long time to look back, and replied in a low voice: "Lege. Fa."
Lu Weier kept staring at Reg, and finally waited for his answer. As if she had won a great victory, she said happily: "Reg, whether you did it intentionally or not, you saved me today..."
Reg suddenly turned his head, stared at Lu Weier and said, "You said you are the granddaughter of the leader of the Purple Moon Sword Sect?"
Lu Weier looked curiously at Reg, who asked the question for the first time, and nodded happily: "Yeah...don't you believe it?"
Reg shook his head and immediately asked: "Then your grandfather must be a very powerful fighter. How powerful is he? What are the levels of the people in your Purple Moon Sword Sect?"
Lu Weier looked at Reg with blazing eyes, and was even more surprised. How could this young man, who didn't seem to care about money or beautiful women, have such blazing eyes when he asked this question?
"My grandfather's strength is a third-level Dou Zun. As for the disciples in the Ziyue Sword Sect, their levels vary. The high ones include demon masters and the low ones have talented fighting disciples. The entire Ziyue Sword Sect has a total of about
There were two hundred people."
Dou Zun!
Reg's eyes suddenly became hot. Fighting apprentice, fighter, fighting master, mad fighting master, magic fighting master, and fighting master. That is already the sixth level in the eleven levels of fighting masters. They are already considered super masters.
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Seeing Lu Weier in front of him, Reg suddenly became a little confused: "Since your grandfather is a Dou Zun, why do you seem to have no fighting spirit at all when I see you..."
Lu Weier sighed and said: "I was born with a problem with my meridians, so I can't practice Dou Qi, or even practice magic..."
Reg was stunned for a moment, and the regret in his eyes flashed away. He was born with meridians and was unable to practice fighting qi. This may not be a big deal for ordinary people, but it is no different for people who were born into a family of fighters.
A huge blow.
Lu Weier suddenly smiled and said: "But this is good, I don't have to be busy practicing every day like my brothers and sisters. I have more time to read books and do some things I like to do..."
Reg raised his head and looked into Lu Weier's eyes. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was surprised that Lu Weier could see clearly.
But soon, Reg lowered his gaze again and looked at the ground in front of him, as if there were two ants fighting on the ground.