Loud shouts rang out in the dark night, in the chaotic city that had just calmed down.
"Run!"
Those who had just stopped running away continued to run away, and even those sent by the powerful forces to appease the people and save lives and injuries also ran away.
Wanbao Pavilion is a giant. Although they don’t know why Wanbao Pavilion, which has never participated in foreign affairs, kills people, they believe that this must be true, because after hearing the cry, someone once shouted in disbelief.
:
"That's...the voice of the city lord!"
Even such a powerful city lord looked frightened. How could they not be afraid? No matter what, run out first.
Of course, not everyone is as scared as a bird. There are many Jindan monks who have good self-discipline and self-discipline. They should be fine if they are careful, so they have the courage to look for high places and look far away.
Sure enough, they saw a human-shaped black shadow chasing the city lord faster than the city owner Zhang Baoer, and they were about to catch up!
Others could not clearly see the eyes of the man in black, but Zhang Baoer saw clearly that the man's eyes were splitting and he was furious, as if he wanted to eat people.
He naturally understood why this person was so angry - if he wasn't afraid of others knowing his identity, why bother covering his face? Now that his identity was revealed, he would naturally be very angry.
The reason why Zhang Baoer pointed it out was that he thought this person had two choices. He wanted to make a bet that he would be afraid of the rules of Wanbao Pavilion and retreat!
He knew that his condition was very poor and it was difficult to defeat this person, because this person was a Nascent Soul monk... Unfortunately, he didn't bet correctly!
He didn't know what was in the city lord's space ring, and none of the three major kingdoms seemed to know it, but this man knew it. He didn't know how the masked man knew it, but from the fact that the man was pursuing him, he could
see:
"He must know!"
Zhang Baoer's face was as dark as water, and he knew that even if he threw the space ring to him, that person would not let him go - he would kill and silence him.
The reason why he was able to recognize who this person was was because of his good nose. He had smelled his scent when he rode a unicorn into Wanbao Pavilion. He was not sure at first, but now he was sure.
"How to do how to do..."
Zhang Baoer is extremely anxious. Now that he is unable to use the techniques he learned from "Happy Wandering", he is about to be overtaken by the masked man!
"Fight!"
When his eyes were on the ruins of the former city lord's palace, he saw a tunnel the size of a water tank with a yellow gleam. He decided to give it a try. This is his plan: Although the power of the guqin is limited now,
The cave is narrow, and if you play something to the masked man inside, it may have unexpected effects.
Whoosh!
Hiss!
Zhang Baoer turned sharply and narrowly avoided the knife that the masked man struck from behind. Although a small piece of skin was cut off on his shoulder, it was fine.
"snort!"
The masked man was not depressed, and his eyes couldn't help but shine, because he knew that he was right, the newly appointed city lord who had only taken office less than a meal really had his eye on the useless silver gun wax head!
Seeing Zhang Baoer crawling into the tunnel like a mouse, his joy became more intense. For him who didn't know the principle of sound propagation, this was not catching a turtle in a urn?!
He licked the corner of his mouth and even slowed down a bit. Now he not only wanted the former city lord's things, he also wanted to play with it like a cat playing with a mouse, and then kill this hateful boy to vent his anger.
The anger in my heart!
"Haha! Useless struggle, that piano belongs to me, Minghao!"
Looking at the suddenly darkened cave entrance, he thought, "After killing him and getting the things of the former city lord and this person's piano, I escaped." He laughed without any scruples, and then he held the knife along the stone.
Walk down the stairs slowly!
It was very dark below, and the smell of burning oil lamps in the air had not completely dissipated. The masked man frowned, but soon relaxed - he had the strength of the early stage of Yuan Ying, and the so-called artistic master was bold, and he
Not afraid.
The stone steps were very long, and I had to walk dozens of feet before reaching the end. The light here was very dim, and I couldn't see my fingers. There was also a faint uncomfortable smell, which became more obvious the further down I went.
"Haha! Look where you're going!"
The reason why the masked man said this was because the stone room in front of him, where he could neither see nor hear any movement, gave him a feeling of coldness both physically and mentally. He suddenly became a little nervous, so he spoke, trying to trick Zhang Baoer out.
However, he was disappointed... No! Just when he was about to turn back and get the lamp, his eyes suddenly burst into flames!
Squeak, squeak, squeak... His ears heard this sound, and he smiled ferociously and looked straight ahead, but! Just when he was about to say, 'It is indeed a mouse,' he suddenly realized something, his smile froze, and he thought
Retreat!
Unfortunately, it's too late!
Boom!
Before this horrifying sound could reach his ears, he saw an arc of white air shooting straight towards him.
"drink!"
He shouted loudly, fearless in the face of danger, and blocked his knife in front of him in time before the arc of white energy arrived!
Boom!
Then, a huge collision sound was heard, and a louder vibration sound was also heard at the same time. His eardrums were in intense pain, and his body was involuntarily knocked backwards.
boom!
Rare!
His back hurt, and he hit the stone steps hard. Sand and soil continued to fall around him due to the roar just now and the huge echo that lasted for a long time.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..."
Covered in sweat and blood, Zhang Baoer gasped and sat up from a nauseating air hole. His clothes were in a state of disarray, like wrapped leaves, and there were numerous small wounds all over his body, including his hair.
It was also broken a lot and looked very miserable.
But he looked happy. The darkness here did not have such a great impact on his eyes, and he could see some things vaguely.
He ignored the strange hole behind him that blew out cold wind. He stared straight at the curled up body on the stone steps three feet away with his joyful eyes, and couldn't help blurting out:
"Dead...dead?!"
"Ahem!"
Just as he finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly, because the body suddenly moved, and the earth and rocks continued to shake off from his body, and he stood up tremblingly!
After Zhang Baoer gritted his teeth and stood up, he found that the man's face had no mask, and it was the face of an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. Although he was coughing up blood in his mouth and his ears were bleeding, his face
But there was a ferocious smile on his face, and his eyes were shining brightly.
"Ahem...so cunning...eh! Why can't I hear you anymore?! Ah, it doesn't matter! Haha, you are such a cunning boy...have you reached your limit now? Look, you can hardly stand still! Don't struggle
Oh! Let me cut you with a knife... Well, the knife broke! Let me crush you to death! Haha..."
After listening to his words, Zhang Baoer secretly cried out in his heart, "Not good" - now, this person has adapted to the darkness here, and his advantage is quickly turning into a disadvantage!
He knew that the longer he delayed, the worse it would be, but he couldn't... Just as this man said, he had reached his limit! Even standing was difficult, let alone taking a few steps forward to kill another person.
Got it!
Time passed slowly, and the two of them just stood there. Zhang Baoer wanted to take out some spiritual stones and swallow them, but found that he had a splitting headache and could not use the mental power to communicate with the space ring.
Fortunately, the former city lord's sword was in his hand, and he used it as a crutch to hold himself up.
The waiting time was the most painful, but he had no choice but to force himself to prepare his last strength and wait for the person to come over. Then, he would let his body fall backward, and the sword would hit that person from top to bottom.
Man's final blow!
If this blow doesn't make a difference... then it's over!
puff!
I don’t know how long it took, but the middle-aged man moved!
Zhang Baoer tried his best to open his eyes and watched him approach slowly. When the middle-aged man was only more than ten feet away from him, he calmly said:
"My people...will be here soon. You can get your things..."
However, halfway through, he stopped because he suddenly remembered: this person couldn't hear.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man had no reaction to his words and continued to approach...
Three meters!
The middle-aged man stretched out his torn right hand, made a fist slightly above his shoulder, and pulled it back.
Two meters!
He grinned and took another step!
One and a half meters!
enough!
Whoosh!
Zhang Baoer's sword suddenly flew up from the bottom, and his body fell backwards!
boom!
There is only this sound and no other sound!
And, then, there was the sound of the sword not being held, but flying two feet high into the top of the stone chamber...
"It's over..."
Zhang Baoer's eyes were blank, and he stared blankly at the long sword stuck on the rock on top. His last blow did not hit the middle-aged man!
"Hahaha... A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength! I have already learned a lesson once, how can I make another mistake? If I make another mistake, I can die!"
After saying that, he knelt down on one knee!
Boom!
Kneeling on the stone slab, he did this so that his fist could reach Zhang Baoer's head - he would have to escape later, so he could save as much effort as he could now.
boom!
Click!
Zhang Baoer really couldn't avoid it. He clearly heard the sound of his nose bones breaking. He tried to stop it with his hands, but was powerless...
Under the force of this punch, his body wanted to slide back, but he couldn't! Because his chest was firmly stepped on by the middle-aged man's other foot!
puff!
Blood splashed all over his face, and his mouth was full of salty taste. He wanted to scream, but stopped and refused to speak.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... You are so tough, my fist is about to break! Hahaha, I'd better not beat you to death... Hehe! Choke to death!"
As he spoke, his hands were on Zhang Baoer's neck, who was struggling with all his strength to no avail!
Cluck cluck...
The originally blurry vision became more and more blurry. In the constant pain, everything in front of me suddenly disappeared, and what was once far away reappeared in front of me:
He saw the bloody faces of Daxuan and Xue Niang standing on the accident-ridden ground, crying. They were shouting something to him from a distance...but he couldn't hear them!
He saw the crying figure of Canglan Mingming, holding out her hands and stumbling towards him in the fog, but for some reason, no matter how heartbreakingly she ran, she just couldn't reach him!
He also saw the sad child-like figure of Cai'er running in the blood. She ran to him, but her hands begging for a hug could not reach her.
Finally, he saw his sister's smile, which seemed to tell him to hurry up and follow...
At this moment, all the images were shattered. He was breathing heavily, his pupils refocused, and it was still the same stone chamber!
"ah!!!"
boom!
boom!
boom!
...
The sound of shouts and heavy collisions reached his ears. He looked around and saw: Xiaoha!
[Author's digression]: Let me talk about the update in the second half of March. Since it will not be released until the end of the month, the word count is a bit long, so I followed the editor's advice: update one chapter every day in the second half of the month!
Although each chapter is no less than 3,000...but I still feel very guilty for missing one chapter, and I hope everyone can forgive me.
In addition, we will work harder in the first month after it is released, with a minimum of two chapters, and we will work hard on three chapters and 10,000 words!
Here, I once again say to the brothers and sisters who can see these words: I'm sorry! I also say: Thank you!