The fangs flashed with cold light, and the strange and colorful scenes were like bubbles bursting.
A forest of rocky pillars appeared in front of Gordon, and he was running headlong into the pillars, less than half a meter away.
Fish flip! Gordon twisted his body forcefully, like a fish leaping out of the water, and passed by the corridor pillar. At the moment of the intersection, he kicked off the corridor pillar with his right leg, and with the help of the rebound force, his momentum suddenly accelerated.
, leaving the python shadow behind.
The shadow of the python twisted feebly and collapsed suddenly. The effect of this attack was exhausted. When a gust of wind caught up with him, he could only watch Gordon climb over the wall from a distance and disappear.
This is bad! Gui Feng stood on the spot, and his heart kept sinking. Run away! Go now! Gui Feng suddenly turned around and rushed to the prayer tower in panic. He wanted to pack up the jewelry and leave those dangerous areas where human forces have not yet entered.
Stepping into the tower gate, the pace of a gust of wind suddenly slowed down. He had been fighting for life and death for decades, and even though he was in chaos for a while, he quickly regained his composure.
"Merciful and great Allah, you favor me, have mercy on me, forgive me, and help me overcome the fear and difficulty of death... There is no god but Allah!" A gust of wind looked at the solemn and gorgeous walls and prayed silently,
My heart gradually became filled with the power of stability.
Over the years, it was the divine light of Allah that gave him the courage to never give up on his unattainable dream of reviving the Phantom Troupe.
Gust Feng's eyes fell on the iron plate embedded in the ceiling. He thought for a moment, climbed up and pulled out the iron plate, then turned around and walked out of the prayer tower.
Assuming that the ghouls, Freckles, and everyone tonight are all from the same secret guard team, their purpose should be to track down the horse thieves, not the descendants of the Phantom Troupe. With such a person's knowledge, it is possible to recognize the Phantom Chain
The nature is very small, and most of them are just taking advantage of others. As for the martial arts scrolls, unless you understand the cloud pattern body, you will not be able to practice it at all.
According to Fei Feng's judgment, only the top masters of the Great Council would be able to see the origins of the Phantom Chain and the Martial Arts Scroll. And these two things were either stolen by tonight's visitors or given to the Caliph. In other words, he temporarily
There is no need to consider the terrible threat of the Great Council.
Then, the most likely next move of the secret guard team is to notify the chief of the Sand Fox tribe. In this case, he might as well involve the slick old fox with a dark heart and completely muddy the waters!
Gust Wind took off the temple abbot's coat, put on his night clothes and hood, packed his tools, climbed over the wall, and ran all the way to Chief Shahu's residence.
It was late at night and the streets were empty. He crouched on the eaves and scurried high, easily avoiding the soldiers watching the night. The palace of Chief Shahu was located in the center of the garden area. It was tall, majestic and magnificent, with glazed tiles shipped all the way from the Land of Porcelain covering the roof of the palace.
, reflecting starlight, like densely flashing fish scales in the darkness.
Gust Wind carefully bypassed the guards and went straight to the weapons depot at the back of the palace. As the abbot of the temple, he had been invited to pray here many times, and he knew the structure, purpose, and defense layout of every part of the palace.
"Qiang!" The short sword slashed hard, and the iron lock on the warehouse door broke off. Gust of Wind ducked into the weapons warehouse, deliberately leaving a few footprints, and then left here and went to the database. There, he spent some effort to find a
In a secret room, he cut open the coded iron cabinet that stored the documents. Most of the cabinets contained letters between Chief Shahu and other chiefs, as well as secret information about the tribe. A gust of wind casually took away a large pile of documents and walked out of the warehouse swaggeringly.
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A group of patrolling guards soon discovered him. "There's a thief!" "There's an assassin!" the guards shouted, blowing their whistles, and seven or eight scimitars whizzing towards a gust of wind.
"Bang!" A gust of wind ducked out of the way, and the blade of the knife passed over his waist just in time, cutting off the iron plate. Then he climbed up the palace wall and ran away quickly.
The sharp whistle gradually faded away behind, and a gust of wind sneered silently. The current caliphate is cruel, tyrannical, greedy and suspicious. The chief of the Shahu tribe will definitely think that the caliph wants to deal with him, so he will send the palace secret guards to investigate. A high-ranking person,
Who doesn't have a few shady things? With that old fox's temperament, he will never let the secret guards leave Crescent City alive. In this way, the team of secret guards will have no chance to accuse themselves of being horse thieves.
When the time comes, he will try to find a way to retrieve the martial arts scroll and the chain of phantoms. It is best to find the person tonight. The eyes of the monster are getting hot for no reason, maybe it has something to do with the person.
A gust of wind jumped over a row of roofs in succession. Suddenly, there were bright fires ahead and a roar of people. An old man in disheveled robes stepped on the roof and rushed towards the gust of wind.
Half of the old man's beard fell off, his skin was mottled, his face was sunken and swollen, and the traces of makeup were extremely obvious. Behind him, a large group of figures followed in the distance, shouting wildly, and arrows kept shooting at him.
In the streets below, there were also a large number of soldiers chasing after them, holding torches and wielding knives. The barking of crocodile-headed hounds could be heard all around.
Freckles and Gust of Wind suddenly approached each other, their eyes met, and they were both stunned at the same time.
"Boss, help me stop them!" Freckles blinked and shouted suddenly.
Could it be my men? Gust of Wind couldn't help but slow down, but Freckles suddenly accelerated, spread out his arms, and glided like a bird's wings, passing over ten meters above Gust of Wind's head.
If you don't want to trick you, who will be tricked? Freckles curled his lips, vibrated his arms like a flamingo flapping his wings, and disappeared into the distance in an instant. After leading the group of pursuers around for a long time, the pervert must have been able to evacuate safely.
"Be careful, he is an accomplice of Freckles!" "The same goes for catching him!" "We can't let him run away anymore!" The pursuers shouted, and arrows shot like raindrops into the wind. Seeing that chasing Freckles was hopeless, the ones below
The soldiers also changed their targets and spread out in all directions, forming a dense encirclement with a gust of wind as the center.
On the surface, the masked black-clad Guofeng looks more like a gangster.
Freckles? The person who ran past just now was the Freckles who was chasing the third child? A gust of wind was stunned, and then the blood rushed up to his forehead, and the violent anger exploded like a ball that expanded to the limit!
I'm so confused! If Freckles was a palace guard tracking down horse thieves, he should have revealed his identity long ago. Why run away in the streets?
That iron plate identifying the captain of the secret guard team was either obtained through murder and forged goods, or it was a forgery!
"You damn sinners!" A gust of wind roared to the sky, rushing into the oncoming crowd. The red iron-level source of power was like a raging wave, killing the soldiers and making them scream and scream, and blood spattered.
At this moment, Lena Duer, the chief of the Shahu tribe, was wearing clothes and holding a candle. His face was expressionless, and he was checking the secret guard iron plate over and over in his hand. The leader of the trusted guard knelt on the ground, looking uneasy.
"It's true." Lena narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickering with the candlelight, "Immediately block the city gate with heavy troops. From now on, only people are allowed in, not out."