After being hit again, Chen Mo's eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything. He only knew that he was hit and flew for unknown distance, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
In a daze, there was another sound of horse hooves whizzing by.
Chen Mo had no intention of running away. Regardless of whether he still had the strength to dodge the horse from the man, even if he snatched the horse, he would not be able to escape from the man. So he just wanted to pull the man off the horse and let him
He didn't want to chase Jiang Nu, who was still running away. He tried to win every little bit he could, but in the end he still couldn't stop him.
Chen Mo just felt so tired. His eyes were dark, and he didn't know if he was blind or if his eyelids were almost closed.
He could no longer move, and today's battle could not be called intense at all. The accumulation of old and new injuries made him really fall down, unable to get up again.
...
The horses roared past, passing Chen Mo twice in a row without even taking a direct look. During this search mission, he roughly learned some details. The woman not far away in front of him was the person his boss wanted to arrest and return to Beijing.
And the man who was ravaged was the one who stood in the way. Although he looked very young, his strength should not be underestimated. Several Jinyi Envoys had fallen in his hands, and it was said that there was also a Jinyi Envoy of the Third Realm who also fell into the gutter.
The ship was taken off the ship, so their previous mission was to find this man but they couldn't take action immediately. They had to inform their superiors that they were the ones who were torturing this man now.
So from the beginning, his target was not this man, and he would not attack him. He was the prey of his boss. It was a good thing to solve problems for his boss, but it had to be done in different occasions. In this case, there was no need for him to be attentive and catch the woman.
That's the business.
How could a weak woman outrun a four-legged horse? Even though the two were far apart from each other in the beginning, during such a long journey, the woman was eventually overtaken, overtaken, turned around, and stopped.
A woman's way.
The Jin Yishi drew out his Yan Fei Dao and pointed it at the woman he had forced to stop. At this moment, he finally saw the woman's appearance, what a beauty!
Jiang Nu stopped and breathed heavily. His underdeveloped chest rose and fell violently, which made people daydream.
Only then did Jiang Nu experience how cruel it was to run lifelessly. He had only run for such a distance and already felt as if his chest had exploded. His mouth, nose, and breathing were both suffocating, and his heart was suffocating.
The sound of beating was like ringing in my ears, and my legs couldn't help but tremble as soon as I stopped.
How did Chen Mo carry him across thousands of mountains and rivers before?
The doubts disappeared in an instant, and then only what was left was at a loss. The last hope was gone. With her helpless hands, how could she break through the man's blockage? Is it ridiculous to shout "get out of the way" to her?
Childish behavior.
The man only blocked Jiang Nu's actions and did not do anything else to her. He wanted to think about what the heart-stoppingly beautiful person in front of him would do, so that he would have a reason to stop her.
The more she struggled, the more opportunities he had to come into contact with her, the man thought happily.
Jiang Nu gave up her struggle. She knew that no matter how hard she struggled, it was in vain. After resting for a while, she turned back. The next scene made her feel even more uncomfortable.
Chen Mo was lying a little far in front of him, and there was no movement.
"Chen Mo."
Jiang Nu's face was pale, and he slumped on the ground helplessly. The scenes along the way appeared in his mind, and finally converged into the scene in front of him.
.......
The man walked up to Chen Mo, looked down at Chen Mo who was not moving, patted his head with his sword and said, "Stop pretending, I know you are not dead. If you still have the strength, continue to jump a few times and work hard."
, don’t give up.”
Chen Mo didn't respond at all.
"You really have no energy?" The man put on a puzzled expression, but he couldn't hide his smile. "Then let me help you."
The man raised his sword in mid-air, released his hand, and the sword was suspended vertically in mid-air. Then he lightly moved his finger down, and with a "buzz" sound, the suspended sword was thrust into Chen Mo on the ground.
Nailed into one of his palms.
Chen Mo, who had no reaction at first, trembled for a moment, only once.
"Look, you still have some strength, come on, let me help you."
The fingers were hooked, and the sword blade was pulled out with a "swish" sound, and then, under the hook of the man's fingers, it was nailed into Chen Mo's other palm.
Trembling, like a maggot trembling, then calming down again.
"It's not enough." The man's smile grew stronger and stronger, and the depressed ambition in his heart was released, but it was still not enough, and he was not comfortable enough to vent.
The sword blade was drawn out again and pierced again, this time into Chen Mo's sole.
"Refreshing!" The man was enjoying it.
Once again, this time it was the sole of the other foot. Every time it penetrated, Chen Mo's body twitched, and the man's laughter became louder.
Bloody holes appeared one after another on Chen Mo's body, and together with the first three sword strikes, seven holes appeared on his body, but the man was still not satisfied.
Every time the sword was drawn out, it was always filled with a hint of scarlet, like an evil ghost extracting every inch of life from the body.
After the palms and soles, there are the forearms and lower legs. The sword blade is drawn out and driven in at an unhurried speed.
The blade of the sword was moving, and Chen Mo's body also trembled. The man also knew how to chop more because of Chen Mo's trembling.
Jiang Nu was already crying in the distance, but he covered his mouth with both hands to prevent his crying from coming out.
Another eight sword strikes, big and small arms, big and small legs, Chen Mo's tremors became smaller and smaller, until the eighth sword penetrated, Chen Mo no longer reacted.
The sword blade was once again suspended in the sky above Chen Mo. The man looked at Chen Mo, who looked like a dead body, and his mood was greatly vented. He was just a little bit regretful, regretting that this boy had withered so quickly.
"It's boring, it's boring." The man looked at the rising sun and felt that it was about the same. He seemed to be saying to Chen Mo, or to himself: "At first, I thought I would just let you do this.
You are really lying quietly, slowly feeling that all the blood in your body is drained and you die, but things often happen to you that I cannot accept, so I will be a good person and send you on your last journey."
"Phew", the sword blade seemed to have become spiritual, spinning around in mid-air happily, and then hovering over Chen Mo's head.
"Uncle, where are you!!"
Jiang Nu in the distance couldn't control himself, and shouted in despair, rising in this empty place, but how far could this helpless and desperate voice spread?
The man's cold voice followed Jiang Nu's cry: "Death in pain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's eyes suddenly shrank. Just as the blade fell three inches, the man forcibly took it back in his hand and blocked it. At the same time, the true energy in his body surged.
Just after the block was made, a "ding" sound covered all the previous sounds.
A short wooden sword was nailed to the man's blade, bending the blade and pressing it against the man's chest.
The wooden sword only paused for a moment, then continued to move forward with the man, pressing the man down and flying towards the far side of the road, instantly passing by the three people present.
After the wooden sword knocked back the man for more than ten feet, he suddenly turned back and instantly pierced the heart of the other man in brocade clothes who had not yet reacted.
The man looked at his chest in disbelief. The blood gushed out from his chest and instantly dyed his clothes red. He wanted to cover the blood gushing out of his chest with his hands, but he couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't control himself anymore.
Body, I could only see the sky and the earth spinning, and then fell heavily to the ground.
In his last moments, the man only saw a wooden sword spinning slowly beside the woman, protecting and comforting the woman.
Jiang Nu stared blankly at the wooden sword spinning slowly around him, and whispered softly: "Uncle, why did you come now."
As if he was afraid that someone wouldn't hear, Jiang Nu repeated it again, but this time he didn't whisper, but shouted loudly, his voice containing various emotions.
"Uncle, why did you come just now!"
"I hate you!~"
A gust of wind blew by, kicking up a cloud of sand that blurred people's eyes.
After the sandstorm passed, a figure appeared next to Jiang Nu and gently stroked Jiang Nu's head.
"Isn't it time to catch up? Don't hate uncle. Uncle will be sad."
The man's voice was very soft, kind and doting, but also a little sad because of Jiang Nu's words.
"You didn't catch up, you didn't catch up!" Jiang Nu said repeatedly. "Chen Mo is dead, he is dead!"
The man looked down at Lihua's wet face and gently helped her wipe away her tears, but they soon became wet again.
"He's not dead, he's still alive. If you're complaining, he might really be dead." The man said with a slight smile.
Hearing that Jiang Nu didn't care about his image at all, he staggered over to Chen Mo, knelt down beside him and wanted to reach out to tease him but didn't dare. Firstly, Chen Mo's appearance at this time was too scary. Secondly,
It was because he was afraid that his actions would cause him more pain.
"Is he Chen Mo?" The man looked at the young man lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Void nodded a few points on him, and then helplessly explained to Jiang Nu, who was confused and dissatisfied: "Don't look at it like that.
Look at uncle, he is helping him stop the bleeding, you don’t want to watch him bleed to death, do you?”
"Lu Chunqiu, you are really haunted."
The man behind Lu Chunqiu who was knocked away by him said viciously, he missed, he failed again, and the duck he got always flew away for various reasons.
"Jiang Ying, you made it so hard for me to find you." The man slowly turned around, holding the short wooden sword that he had returned, and looked at the man named Jiang Ying with an indifferent expression.