Shen Fengchu said behind him, a very low word, but full of domineering.
Hao Daxia turned his head and looked at the handsome man sitting on the ground, feeling filled with pride again.
He is the prince of the northwest, and he is not afraid of death even if he enjoys not much glory and wealth. He is a poor and stupid boy from a small mountain village. What should he be afraid of?
His head fell off, and there was a big scar. Eighteen years later, he was a good man again.
The ignorant are fearless.
This was the case for Daxia Hao. Thinking that he would have the opportunity to die with such a gorgeous person, he felt that his death would be very glorious.
So, he turned around, faced the reeds that rustled slightly in the night wind, and cursed loudly.
"You son of a bitch, you're secretly laying eggs in there. If you don't get out of here, are you waiting for me to stab you in the butt with a sword?"
The loud voice that the mountain villagers have honed in the mountains and forests adds a bit of domineering power in the quiet night.
There was a soft rustling in the reeds, and two figures flew out one after another and landed not far away.
Both of them are tall, with high eyebrows and deep eyes. The first one has a cloth wrapped around his right leg. He is obviously injured and is slightly lame.
These two men were not soldiers from the South China Sea, but Prince Nurhan and his men Zacuo from the Oara Kingdom.
They didn't know that the treasure map they got was fake. They followed the map all the way to find the nearby area. Because they were worried that Yun Chu and Shen Fengchu would get there first, they didn't dare to waste a moment on the road. Therefore, even in the middle of the night, they were still looking for the details of the treasure. Location.
Unexpectedly, I would meet Shen Fengchu who happened to be hiding here.
Recognizing the two of them, Shen Fengchu's eyes flashed with an imperceptible strange color, he chuckled, and spoke disdainfully.
"Prince Nurhan, are you too late?"
Nurhan's eyes swept past Hao Daxia and landed on Shen Fengchu, frowning slightly.
The night was dark, and Shen Fengchu's clothes were dark in color, and there was no trace of blood. He had never thought that His Highness the Northwest was seriously injured, and just assumed that he was waiting here on purpose.
"Where is the treasure?!"
Nurhan asked in a cold voice.
"Treasure?" Shen Fengchu laughed out loud, "You are so stupid. Do you think we will let you pick up the real treasure map?" Taking a slow breath, suppressing the turbulent breath in his chest, he again He said, "Speaking of which, isn't His Highness the Prince's hand itchy?"
"You..." Nurhan's face turned green, "Despicable!"
No wonder his hands were extremely itchy. No wonder he couldn't find the treasure after searching for so long.
It turns out that everything is fake.
Thinking of the piercing itch at that time, Nurhan's face instantly filled with anger.
"Despicable Central Plains people, I will kill you now!" On the side, Zacuo clenched the knife in his hand and cursed loudly.
He didn't know Shen Fengchu's skills between the two of them, and until now, he still regarded Shen Fengchu as a playboy who knew nothing.
"Be careful!" As soon as he took a step, Shen Fengchu said with a low smile, "There is a trap in front of you!"
Zha Cuo instinctively stopped his legs mid-step. Taking this opportunity, the stone that Shen Fengchu quietly touched between his fingers flew out. The small stone hit Zha Cuo right between the eyebrows.
Zha Cuo felt his eyes go dark, and he fell to the ground with a pop.
Shen Fengchu swayed a bit, then gritted his teeth before sitting upright again.
He knew very well that with Nurhan's personality, he would not be able to deceive the other party for too long. The blow just now had exhausted all the internal strength he had barely gathered, and the rest could only be done by Hao Daxia himself. You can kill them Scold!(2)
"scold!"
Shen Fengchu said behind him, a very low word, but full of domineering.
Hao Daxia turned his head and looked at the handsome man sitting on the ground, feeling filled with pride again.
He is the prince of the northwest, and he is not afraid of death even if he enjoys not much glory and wealth. He is a poor and stupid boy from a small mountain village. What should he be afraid of?
His head fell off, and there was a big scar. Eighteen years later, he was a good man again.
The ignorant are fearless.
This was the case for Daxia Hao. Thinking that he would have the opportunity to die with such a gorgeous person, he felt that his death would be very glorious.
So, he turned around, faced the reeds that rustled slightly in the night wind, and cursed loudly.
"You son of a bitch, you're secretly laying eggs in there. If you don't get out of here, are you waiting for me to stab you in the butt with a sword?"
The loud voice that the mountain villagers have honed in the mountains and forests adds a bit of domineering power in the quiet night.
There was a soft rustling in the reeds, and two figures flew out one after another and landed not far away.
Both of them are tall, with high eyebrows and deep eyes. The first one has a cloth wrapped around his right leg. He is obviously injured and is slightly lame.
These two men were not soldiers from the South China Sea, but Prince Nurhan and his men Zacuo from the Oara Kingdom.
They didn't know that the treasure map they got was fake. They followed the map all the way to find the nearby area. Because they were worried that Yun Chu and Shen Fengchu would get there first, they didn't dare to waste a moment on the road. Therefore, even in the middle of the night, they were still looking for the details of the treasure. Location.
Unexpectedly, I would meet Shen Fengchu who happened to be hiding here.
Recognizing the two of them, Shen Fengchu's eyes flashed with an imperceptible strange color, he chuckled, and spoke disdainfully.
"Prince Nurhan, are you too late?"
Nurhan's eyes swept past Hao Daxia and landed on Shen Fengchu, frowning slightly.
The night was dark, and Shen Fengchu's clothes were dark in color, and there was no trace of blood. He had never thought that His Highness the Northwest was seriously injured, and just assumed that he was waiting here on purpose.
"Where is the treasure?!"
Nurhan asked in a cold voice.
"Treasure?" Shen Fengchu laughed out loud, "You are so stupid. Do you think we will let you pick up the real treasure map?" Taking a slow breath, suppressing the turbulent breath in his chest, he again He said, "Speaking of which, isn't His Highness the Prince's hand itchy?"
"You..." Nurhan's face turned green, "Despicable!"
No wonder his hands were extremely itchy. No wonder he couldn't find the treasure after searching for so long.
It turns out that everything is fake.
Thinking of the piercing itch at that time, Nurhan's face instantly filled with anger.
"Despicable Central Plains people, I will kill you now!" On the side, Zacuo clenched the knife in his hand and cursed loudly.
He didn't know Shen Fengchu's skills between the two of them, and until now, he still regarded Shen Fengchu as a playboy who knew nothing.
"Be careful!" As soon as he took a step, Shen Fengchu said with a low smile, "There is a trap in front of you!"
Zha Cuo instinctively stopped his legs mid-step. Taking this opportunity, the stone that Shen Fengchu quietly touched between his fingers flew out. The small stone hit Zha Cuo right between the eyebrows.
Zha Cuo felt his eyes go dark, and he fell to the ground with a pop.
Shen Fengchu swayed a bit, then gritted his teeth before sitting upright again.
He knew very well that with Nurhan's personality, he would not be able to deceive the opponent for too long. The blow just now had exhausted all the internal strength he had barely gathered, and the rest could only be relied on by Hao Daxia himself.