Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 65: No dog can be bullied
Cui Yuanyang was extremely surprised and opened his acupuncture points: "Are you okay?"
Zhao Changhe relaxed his muscles and smiled with a smile on his face.
Fortunately, you didn’t say that you only learned acupuncture but not acupuncture.
Although it has not returned to normal, the uncomfortable feeling of all kinds of debuffs has indeed subsided, especially since the wound has been well treated, the wound has been covered with bandages, and the toxicity has been removed, and I feel comfortable immediately. A lot. Coupled with the medicines that Cui Yuanyang fed to replenish qi and blood and aphrodisiac, which were unexpectedly suitable for his current situation, the pain of blood disorder was gradually eliminated, and the fatigue was also recovered a lot.
Although it is still not very good, it is no longer a problem to fight in a less intense battle, and there is more room for display.
The purpose of coming to the woods to rest was to achieve this result, and the current result is better than expected.
"Yangyang is indeed not a dragster, but my partner in the common enemy." Zhao Changhe couldn't help but rubbed her head and said with a smile: "I will do it now."
Looking at his smiling face, Cui Yuanyang suddenly felt that all the panic just now disappeared.
Now if you try it again, you won’t fall down even if you get hooked! I even forgot that I can do Qinggong...
The footsteps outside are getting closer and closer, and the light of torches can already be faintly seen, and someone may discover their location at any time.
Cui Yuanyang's heart was in his throat, but Zhao Changhe was not in a hurry to leave. He glanced left and right, picked up a stone and jumped up to the tree branch. He placed the stone slightly on the tree branch, looking like it was about to collapse at any time. look.
Then he got off the tree, pulled Cui Yuanyang and quietly slipped towards the Qinghe River.
After about a moment or so, the stone that was placed just now finally fell to the ground with a "bang" sound.
"Over there!" Countless voices sounded, and there was a chaos of war.
Far away, Zhao Changhe pulled Cui Yuanyang and hid behind the bushes, watching helplessly as a group of people who were about to encounter them rushed back towards the original road, shouting and screaming.
"Let's go." Zhao Changhe pulled Cui Yuanyang and fled away quickly. No one even noticed the rustling footsteps caused by the two people's accelerated pace, because there were too many footsteps everywhere at this time...
Cui Yuanyang really felt at peace in his heart. As long as he was there, there would be no problems.
"Don't be careless." Zhao Changhe whispered: "Now only most people are attracted, and there are scattered people scattered everywhere... here."
As he spoke, he pulled Cui Yuanyang and suddenly ran away and hid behind a bush.
Three people came forward with torches.
Zhao Changhe silently leaned into Cui Yuanyang's ear: "I will count three to two and move together. I will kill the two taller ones. You kill the shortest one. Then squeeze my hand when you receive it."
Cui Yuanyang's ears were itchy, and his face had been red for a long time, but he didn't say anything. He squeezed softly in his hand to indicate that he knew, and then let go.
The two of them hid there with bated breath, silently waiting for the three of them to approach.
"Three...two...one!"
The sword light burst out, and the sword light suddenly appeared.
The three of them fell down silently, not even letting out a muffled groan.
Zhao Changhe ran quickly, caught the torch before it hit the ground, and then swaggered forward with Cui Yuanyang.
Not long after, they encountered another group of torches face to face. Zhao Changhe walked forward without hesitation, and even asked, "Have you noticed anything?"
"No, they went over there just now, but there is no sound now. It must be some kind of wild beast. Weird, this Zhao Changhe is pretty good at hiding... Hey, you..."
"Shua!" The sword light reappeared, and the sword light reappeared.
Even the distribution was the same, and three more people died on the spot.
"Let's go." The front was almost out of the forest, Zhao Changhe abandoned the torch directly, pulled Cui Yuanyang to use Qinggong with all his strength, and flew away without any concealment.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the breeze is blowing.
While flying, Cui Yuanyang truly found out what excitement he wanted to feel when he ran away from home.
But at this time, the girl no longer had the same enthusiasm as when she left home, because this kind of stimulation is actually not beautiful, and it is accompanied by cruelty, whether towards others or towards herself.
Maybe he will be the one who dies in the next moment.
Just as I was thinking this, a long voice came from the side: "Zhao Changhe is indeed one of the top 100 hidden dragons. With a tow oil bottle, he almost made his way out of the crowds of Hanoi gangsters. But unfortunately, it’s over now."
Zhao Changhe stopped and looked at the ghost shadow floating next to him, his face as calm as water.
Cui Yuanyang also stopped and sighed secretly.
The master is finally here.
In fact, it is not that there were no masters before. The boatman and the boat girl were all at the third level of the entrance, but they waited for the rear boats to arrive before taking action. It was obvious that there were four, five or even stronger experts on other boats or on the shore, but Zhao Changhe's strategy was appropriate. He always hit the enemy and fled immediately. Even shooting arrows blocked the ship, so he never encountered them head-on.
But the masters are not just fools after all. Their whereabouts are in this area and they will always be found.
This is the final test.
The shadow of a ghost floated over, but it was a thin man with a pale face. His cold eyes turned around Zhao Changhe, fell on Cui Yuanyang's face, and turned into greed: "Young lady of the Cui family, what are you doing? You don’t have to make yourself look so dirty, you don’t have to. For example, if you come back with me, you’ll be well-dressed, and I won’t need the reward.”
Cui Yuanyang found that he really had no emotion of anger, and his heart was filled with contempt: "Who are you?"
The thin man said leisurely: "'It's not necessary'. I wonder if the girl has ever heard of it?"
Cui Yuanyang has never heard of him, where did he come from?
On the contrary, Zhao Changhe heard that Brother Shanzhai said... Because it is easy for men to talk about the profession of flower picker when they get together, and this one is one of the more famous ones. When someone struggled, he would laugh and say, "It's not necessary." This is also the first person Zhao Changhe has ever seen with a formal nickname. In a sense, he can be called "the person with the right number".
For someone who can be a famous person, his cultivation level will certainly not be too low, otherwise he will be chopped off long ago before his fame spreads.
He has been at the fourth level of the Profound Entrance for a long time, but now I don’t know if he is at the fifth level. Even if he is not, he must be on the road to success.
In fact, Fang Buping is also at this level. If this person has not broken through the fifth level, his actual combat power may not be as good as Shang Buping. After all, Fang Buping is the leader of the rudder, and his status is only higher than this person. However, at that time, Zhao Changhe was fully prepared and ready to go. What was Zhao Changhe's state at this time?
Scarred and exhausted, even dealing with miscellaneous fish requires a sneak attack, and even the lime is gone.
In Qi Bong's eyes, Zhao Changhe is now just a plate of fish belly. As for Cui Yuanyang, who also has a third-level entrance hall? That one doesn't count as a human being.
Qi Buoyang swayed closer to the two of them while holding a folding fan. His eyes were always wandering on Cui Yuanyang's face. He didn't know how he could see the beauty in the dirty rabbit at this moment... Cui Yuanyang was tight. Holding the sword tightly, feeling really unsure, he secretly glanced at Zhao Changhe, who had been silent.
At this sight, I almost lost my sword in fright.
Zhao Changhe, who had been smiling brightly after recovering before, now looked gloomy and ferocious, and his eyes were as red as blood at some point - not a description, nor the redness of his pupils when exercising before, but a feeling of continuous The whites and eyeballs all turned red at the same time, which looked extremely scary.
Cui Yuanyang instantly knew what Zhao Changhe was doing.
He deliberately released the blood evil energy that he had always suppressed, flooding into his brain, and actively allowed himself to fall into irrational madness!
This is the first time that Zhao Changhe has fallen into madness since he started practicing the Blood Evil Technique, and he did so on his own initiative.
In a violent and irrational state, he can ignore all injuries and pain, and mobilize the blood evil all over his body to its extreme peak, evening out the previous losses - strictly speaking, the violent state is the complete body of blood evil, but Without combat intelligence, it is difficult to say whether the combat effectiveness that can be exerted is higher or lower than usual, but to deal with this situation, there is no other plan.
Cui Yuanyang was extremely worried, but he knew what to do... When Brother Zhao was about to go berserk just now, he repeatedly told him to stay away from me.
She suddenly withdrew her sword and ran to the side.
Qi Buoyong thought that the little rabbit was going to run away, so he laughed and said: "Don't worry, little lady, I will slowly cook you up after I take your lover's head."
Before he finished speaking, warning signs arose in his heart.
It was like being stared at by wolves in the mountains and forests, with countless green wolf eyes staring at me under the night, that feeling of numbness all over.
A hoarse voice came from my ears: "Zhao is a good person, but he is not qualified to take anything..."
Qi needlessly turned his head stiffly and saw a pair of bright red eyes, and the bright steel sword was filled with blood, like the reincarnation of a demon sword.
The waning moon hangs slantingly in the sky like a hook, and Zhao Changhe's whole body is like a blood **** coming to earth.
The sword was not even drawn out, but he was already looking at the soul and was frightened.
"Roar!" Zhao Changhe couldn't tell who was in front of him. Anyway, it was a life, which was his obstacle at this moment.
With a beast-like roar, the mad sword pierced the air, the wind and clouds rolled wildly, and the heaven and earth howled!
With a single strike of the sword, all the gods and Buddhas are gone!