Chapter 57 057: Someone stole from me (Part 2)
"Mr. Shen, are you sure that villain is outside the city?"
Rao is Zhai Le's hot blood, and at this moment he also realizes something is wrong—then the thief is too good at running away, right? ? ?
He and Shen Langjun have been chasing all the way for so long without seeing a suspicious figure, and Shen Langjun has no intention of stopping.
Keep running in this direction...
It’s time to run into the deep mountains and old forests_(:з)∠)_
Shen Tang said lightly: "Yes, I am very sure."
At this time, Monk Zhang Er was puzzled by Zhai Le, but he also became more or less suspicious of Shen Tang, worrying that this Lord Shen was cheating him out and plotting something wrong! It's not that he's bragging, his face can really make a little lady and daughter-in-law throw fruit into the car!
but-
Shen Langjun is also a man of strong bones, a man!
Also good-looking and handsome, it is necessary to covet his face?
Furthermore, he is still a warrior. In a normal one-on-one situation, what would a scribe do to keep a warrior?
At this point, Zhai Lesi silently pressed the unreliable guess of "Shen Langjun covets beauty", but another thought popped up like a whack-a-mole—could it be to hook him into the wild and kill him?
Or maybe there is an accomplice in the wild, ready to join forces to take him down?
This idea quickly gained the upper hand.
This guess is not impossible. You must know that there is a guide, Brother Empixi, behind them. As a result, Zhai Le looked at Shen Tang with darker eyes, and was secretly wary of Shen Tang's sudden attack on him, and he didn't even notice when the two of them entered the mountain.
At this time, midsummer has just passed and autumn has not yet entered, and the mountains and forests are lush. The mountains in the distance are undulating, and under the cover of night, it looks like a beast resting on the ground. Just entering the mountain forest, the air is still filled with the lingering heat, and the unique fragrance of plants and trees, and the surroundings are silent.
"Mr. Shen, the atmosphere here is not right." Zhai Le was keenly aware of something, his dark sword eyebrows slightly frowned, and he grabbed Shen Tang's left arm.
Shen Tang still had a dull face, copying the sword.
She said: "I know, the hateful thief is here!"
Zhai Le: "..."
Seeing Shen Tang running out in only pajamas, he always had a faint feeling that something was wrong. It's just that he himself smelled of alcohol, stronger than Shen Tang, so he missed an important clue. The closer the two got closer, the more cautious they became. To be precise, Zhai Le became more cautious, while Shen Tang remained the same.
Follow the stream and find the houses hidden in the mountains.
The dwellings are built by the water, and most of them are simple houses built of stone, wood and thatch. Zhai Le knew something was wrong when he saw it. Just as he was about to go out, one hand pressed down on his head violently, almost pushing him to the ground.
He looked at the "culprit" angrily and depressedly.
"Mr. Shen, what are you doing all of a sudden?"
Shen Tang asked indifferently: "Then why are you going out?"
"Didn't you see the water leak? Naturally, I went to save people!"
Shen Tang snorted and warned Zhai Le: "Are you going to save a gang of thieves? Be careful that they kill Red Eyes and stab you backhanded!"
A nest of thieves? ? ?
Zhai Le discovered that the fire that was burning bigger and bigger was not an ordinary flame, and there were figures fighting each other while the flames were jumping, or a group of people fighting one another. Although the former wear coarse linen clothes, they are well-trained, working in groups of three or five, forming horns with each other and cooperating tacitly.
The latter was only one person, but he was ferocious and mighty, and he was not timid in the face of an enemy thirty or forty times his own size. He seized the opportunity and chopped off the enemy's head or arms and thighs with a single blow, which was extremely ferocious.
Zhai Le stared at the strong man without blinking.
Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.
Outsiders feel that this person kills fiercely and with high aura, and it is only a matter of time before he kills the remaining enemies. In fact, this is not the case. Although his breath is strong, it has been unable to continue.
The wounds are too heavy, the bleeding is too much, the energy of courage is exhausted, and the enemy is still recruiting continuously. No matter how you look at it, you are at a disadvantage.
Want to fight and retreat?
Don't even look at whether the enemy will give you a retreat.
Shen Tang said: "He is the villain who stole my treasure!"
Zhai Le became more and more puzzled: "You mean the one who was besieged?"
Shen Tang nodded, his dull expression showed a slight grievance, and he said in an air, "There is more than one person who stole my things!"
(｀)=3 So angry!
I really want to kill all the thieves in the world!
Zhai Le saw that Shen Tang's expression didn't look like a fake, and he felt a little troubled—he admired that heroic figure, but stealing is a matter of morality, and it's not good to jump out to save others by himself. Just as he was struggling, a crimson saber light descended from the sky with a popping sound.
The target is directed at the besieged "thief".
"Holy shit, a ten-meter sword???"
Shen Tang squatted in the dark, put his hands on his knees, looked up at the light of the knife, and was so surprised that he even burst out with foul language. Witnessing the tremendous force carried by the light of the knife, the house under the foot of the "thief" was split in half, leaving only a half-meter-deep knife mark.
The "thief" felt a fatal threat the moment the knife light appeared, without thinking, he grabbed an enemy with one hand and threw it towards the knife light, while he jumped sideways. That unlucky enemy exploded a cloud of blood mist in the air, before he even had time to scream.
As the light of the knife dissipated, a strong man in armor was as fast as lightning, holding a goose feather knife in both hands to kill the "thief".
This knife has been stored for a long time, and it weighs as much as a thousand catties. With just one encounter, Juli sent the severely injured and exhausted "thief" flying six or seven meters, with a loud bang, hitting the windows and doors of nearby houses, simply and neatly. As the wooden furniture in the room shattered, dust rose in waves.
After a few breaths, the "thief" vomited a big mouthful of blood, and climbed up from the ruins with trembling fingers, covered in blood and dust. With a sound of pooh, he spit out blood foam mixed with mud, and looked fiercely at the strong man with Yanling sword: "Is that you?"
The latter was not in a hurry to take him down, but just watched him make the last struggle with a half-smile: "It's me, I'm here to send you on your way."
After finishing speaking, other people also gathered around.
Zhai Le sighed: "This person is going to die."
It can be seen that this person's martial arts level is not low, but no matter how strong the martial arts are, they cannot withstand high-intensity fierce battles. With such serious injuries, his physical strength and energy cannot keep up. Not to mention that at this moment there is also a chaser who is also not low in martial arts level, but is in full swing.
Even if Zhai Le jumped out, nothing could be saved.
He was regretting, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind passed by his side, and he only had time to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure disappearing from his sight.
Zhai Le was shocked, followed the direction of the strong wind, only to see Shen Tang's back quickly going away—
Shen Langjun actually rushed out regardless of his care! !
With a wave of the long sword in his hand, an invisible and transparent sword energy carried a bursting sound, and cut a sword mark more than ten meters long between the strong man with the Yanling knife and the "thief". As for the people on the path of the sword marks who are too late to dodge being split, she doesn't care.
This change alarmed two parties.
The "thief" who was seriously injured and on the verge of falling down was startled suddenly, with a little joy in his heart. He raised his head, just in time to see a snow-white figure rushing out of the forest like the wind, with the blade pointing at the strong man with Yanling knife.
Angry: "Do you want to covet my treasure too?"
_(:з」∠)_I don’t have the energy to type in the morning, I feel sleepy after lunch, and I wake up at three o’clock in the afternoon. Alas, this day flies by so fast. Shiitake mushrooms go to the shampoo shop to wash their hair first, and the remaining two chapters will be posted at night.
(end of this chapter)