Beside the pool, a large amount of water vapor was splashed hazy.
The white Taoist robe on Xiao Rong's body had been stained with large amounts of blood.
He fell to the ground, and blood sprinkled on the grass and mud, leaving a faint red mark.
"Jiao Teng! Are you crazy!!?"
Zhao Dancong's roar came from behind, followed by the sound of violent collisions of fists and feet.
Xiao Rong turned around in disbelief and saw Jiao Teng struggling to cope with Zhao Dacong's frenzied attack.
"Do it!" Several more people rushed out from the forest on the side.
The leader among them was Chen Wuyou, whom he had always suspected before!
"Master, long time no see. How are you?" Chen Wuyou smiled and cupped his fist at Xiao Rong, then waved his hand.
The other two people immediately joined the ranks besieging Zhao Dancong.
Now that he has been exposed, he is too lazy to hide it. Now the overall situation has been decided and everything is doomed.
Xiao Rong's face was ferocious, and he could barely support his body.
"Sure enough...it's you!!"
Chen Wuyou laughed.
"It's my disciple. I can't help it. Who makes your daughter so easy to deceive? My father warned you before, but if you don't listen, you will go to the prison. Then there is no way..."
"It seems...Jiao Teng and Zhang Rongfang are all arranged by you..." Xiao Rong nodded and smiled miserably. "What a cruel trick to sacrifice Zhang Rongfang and then make me trust Jiao Teng more, but the result is this
The end..."
Chen Wuyou couldn't help but laugh again, and didn't bother to explain, so he just let the old man think so.
He is indecisive, afraid of offending this or that, and will only tolerate doubts. No matter where he is, such people are the first to be dealt with.
"Wait a minute, that Zhang Rongfang, who killed two of my brothers before, is he also one of yours?"
At this moment, Huang Jude, the leader of the bandits not far away, his face changed and he said loudly.
He kicked Xiao Qingying to the ground and rolled her twice.
"Boy Chen, are you fucking tricking me?"
Chen Wuyou frowned.
"Didn't we agree to wait until my father takes control of the Qinghe Palace before we deal with this matter? Also, that person is not my subordinate, and I have been ruined by him several times."
"Seriously!?" Huang Jude frowned.
"Of course, take it seriously. From now on, this person will be left to your disposal." Chen Wuyou said calmly.
"Hey, that's good!" Huang Jude nodded with satisfaction.
Xiao Rong was stunned when he heard this.
He still didn't understand at this time that all of this was because he had misjudged the person, and regarded Jiao Teng, who was truly harboring evil intentions, as the person he trusted the most...
It was also him who brought his beloved daughter to this miserable state.
He suddenly understood everything and figured it all out.
From the beginning, Jiao Teng has been quietly working on it, cooperating with Chen Wuyou's design.
As a result, they were sabotaged several times by Zhang Rongfang, causing their success to fail, so they planned to drive Zhang Rongfang away.
Because of this, he framed the previous incident on Zhang Rongfang to gain his trust.
now....
I believed the lie... I misjudged Jiao Teng... I drove away Zhang Rongfang who really protected my daughter...
This is simply....
simply....
Xiao Rong's eyes were bloodshot, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. A suffocating air rushed everywhere but could not escape.
Countless regrets, pain, sadness, and many emotions gathered together.
finally.
puff!
He spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his whole body quickly became weak.
"Dad!!" Xiao Qingying broke away from the rag in her mouth and screamed in pain. Tears blurred her vision and wet her cheeks.
Just at the same time she screamed.
"Let's go!!" Xiao Rong suddenly ran away and punched Jiao Teng hard with both fists.
Bang!
Jiao Teng was caught off guard and was hit in the arm. Then Zhao Dancong punched him in the left shoulder.
"Green onion, let's go!!" Xiao Rong said again, holding on for a fast attack and hitting Jiao Teng crazily.
For a moment, Jiao Teng was suppressed and could not breathe.
After all, Xiao Rong is still a third-level master. Although he is injured and old now, he can still burst into flames when he works hard.
When the other two assisting bandits saw this, they unconsciously took a few steps back to avoid fighting with him.
This old man is destined to die. As long as he waits and delays, he can be killed without any injuries. There is no need to fight head-on with him now.
The retreat of the two men just left a gap for Zhao Dancong.
With tears streaming down her face and trembling all over, she watched the master's last desperate efforts.
"Let's go!!" Xiao Rong's voice sounded again.
Zhao Dacong's body was shaken, he immediately stopped hesitating, turned around and ran away.
"Get her." Chen Wuyou's expression remained unchanged, and more than ten people quickly appeared in the surrounding forest, surrounding Zhao Dancong from all directions.
"Get out!!" Zhao Dancong tightened his body, exerted force on his feet, and sprinted forward.
The two people directly in front were frightened by her desperate momentum. They quickly raised the rusty knives in their hands and tried to use the blade to stop her.
But Zhao Dacong didn't care at all. With a swaying step, he barely avoided the vital point and crashed into it.
Two bangs.
The two bandits were knocked to both sides by her, and their arms and shoulders were somewhat dislocated.
However, the obstruction of the two men still left Zhao Dancong with two more incisions on both sides of his arms.
She screamed wildly and rushed forward. The moment she was blocked and slowed down, her back was slapped twice and she received two cuts.
The blood instantly dyed the clothes red.
But she can't care about so much at this time. She must return to Qinghe Palace for help as soon as possible, otherwise...Master...Junior Sister...
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Qinghe Palace.
Zhang Rongfang carried a sack in his hand and looked solemn as he looked at a group of Taoist monks in short-sleeved Taoist uniforms and martial arts cultivators, who were walking quickly out of the mountain gate together.
He had just gone to see Hongda, but Hongda was still unwilling to tell the truth and was quite wary of him.
Later, they happened to meet Zhang Xintai and several other Taoist martial artists, who were preparing to go down the mountain to rescue people. Hong Da had already told the prison the facts in advance.
Only then did Zhang Rongfang understand this incident.
At that time, he felt that the situation might not be good.
Others don't know, but he has experienced the last bandit incident and understands that Chen Wuyou and his group may have colluded with the bandits.
Now, Xiao Rong went down the mountain with only three of them, which made Zhang Rongfang feel bad in his heart.
He immediately wanted to go to the foot of the mountain for rescue with Zhang Xintai and other martial arts cultivators.
However, he was rejected by Zhang Xintai, who believed that he was not strong enough and would not be of much use if he went there. On the contrary, he might be in danger.
Zhang Rongfang couldn't explain clearly, so he could only let Zhang Xintai and his party go down the mountain.
At this time, he stood at the gate of the mountain, looking at the serious-looking Zhang Xintai, Taoist Qishan and others coming down the mountain, feeling an inexplicable sense of ominousness in his heart.
"That Taoist Qishan...there was something wrong with his performance that night."
Zhang Rongfang mentioned something to Zhang Xintai, but he didn't know if Zhang Xintai was paying attention at this time.
After the martial arts team, which totaled eight people, quickly descended the mountain,
Zhang Rongfang walked out of the mountain gate quickly, carrying the linen bag, and without saying a word, he also hurried down the mountain.
One in front and one behind, both sides were rushing towards the address given by Hongda.
'There are only so many martial arts cultivators on the mountain. If there is a problem on Qishan, then... the situation may be really bad...'
Zhang Rongfang was thinking in his mind, and unconsciously used the newly learned dragon-snake lifting technique with his feet, and followed the martial arts team quietly with his body.
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Zhao Dancong was covered in blood and raised his hand to block a machete coming from the side.
The blade squeaked and cut a deep bloody gash, which was blocked by the bone.
She took the opportunity to bump forward.
The shoulder hit the opponent's sternum with all its strength, making a crisp sound.
The man fell to the ground on the spot and could not get up again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Dancong continued to rush towards the dense forest in the distance.
Her vision has been blurred.
His mouth was full of the smell of rust, his body was covered with blood, and his whole body was almost dark red.
But in exchange, the other bandits killed two people in a row.
In just two short encounters, she knocked them both to death.
The fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries, and fighting for one's life, the lethality is extremely terrifying.
A dozen or so bandits did not dare to come any closer at this time. They just used rocks and large pieces of wood to block her from a distance.
Zhao Dacong fled in front, followed by about ten people in hot pursuit.
"A bunch of trash!"
In the bandit team, Sima Guangtu held a short bow in his hand and followed the team to chase Zhao Dancong.
But no matter how he shouted, the others did not dare to go up and fight.
Everyone could see that Zhao Dacong's injuries were very serious. As long as he delayed, he could be forced to bleed to death.
In this way, no one will go up to fight hard.
After all, they were bandits, not death squads. Most of those who were not afraid of death had already died during the initial period of the uprising.
Most of the rest here are better at protecting themselves.
At this time, the two sides were chasing each other, and the group of people had already ran hundreds of meters away.
Sima Guangtu was worried that something might happen later, so he finally couldn't hold it any longer, so he slowly drew out the arrow, put it on his short bow, and pulled the bow string while chasing.
He squinted one eye and aimed at Zhao Dancong, who was stumbling in front of him.
laugh!
Suddenly there was a sharp sound piercing the air from behind, and then with a bang, a firework exploded above the woods.
Sima Guangtu shook his hand, tilted the bow string, and the arrow suddenly flew out and nailed the tree trunk beside Zhao Dancong.
He looked ugly and looked back in the direction where the sound of fireworks was spreading.
There were also faint sounds of fist fights coming from over there.
"Someone is coming from Qinghe Palace. Hey, you know that guy Chen Wuyou is unreliable."
But he didn't panic. Now that Xiao Rong was basically useless, even if someone from Qinghe Palace came, they would still have to face the combined strength of the leader and Chen Wuyou.
In addition, there are more than ten people lying in ambush outside, and if there is a real fight, as long as the Qinghe Palace does not go out in full force, they will just bring food to everyone.
The officers and soldiers couldn't beat them. Is it possible that these little cow noses can't be killed?
At that moment, he no longer paid attention to what was behind him, and facing Zhao Dancong's back in front, he raised his bow again and set the arrow.
"Second leader, do we want to go back?" A bandit leader on the side asked in a low voice.
"What are you going back for? Our mission has not been completed and no one has been killed. Isn't it a waste of effort to go back now?" Sima Guangtu said coldly.
He's not that stupid. It's too dangerous to go back to fight. With his skills, wouldn't it be a loss if he gets injured when he goes back?
He is a craftsman, not a fierce and aggressive warrior.
Compared to going back, wouldn't it be easier to bully the seriously injured here?
Raising his bow, Sima Guangtu aimed at Zhao Dancong.
laugh!
The arrow flew out and shot steadily into Zhao Dancong's right shoulder.
Zhao Dacong fell down in response. The sudden pain and impact disturbed his mind and tripped him to the ground.
A bandit quickly stepped forward, holding a knife, and slashed off Zhao Dacong on the back of his neck.
Whoosh!
Suddenly his eyes flashed with flowers.
A blurry figure jumped up from the grass beside him, like a gray python, sliding past behind him.
In an instant, the knife fell and the man stopped.
The bandit froze in place.
The gray shadow suddenly spun and ran behind a big tree, only revealing a side face.
Surprisingly, it was Zhang Rongfang who arrived in time.
Drops of blood slowly dripped from the fingertips of both hands.
Zhang Rongfang had a cold face, shook off the blood, and looked at Zhao Dacong, who was on the ground and had fallen into a semi-conscious state.
If he hadn't arrived in time, Senior Sister might have...
Plop.
At this time, the bandit leaned back and revealed his face.
His eyes were pierced and turned into two bloody holes. His throat was also hit hard enough to break and collapse.
In just a short moment, this person was instantly killed by a sneak attack, and he couldn't even make a sound.