The chase lasted for more than half a quarter of an hour. Le Mozhi, who seemed quite anxious, did not hesitate to sacrifice, and finally beheaded the Nanping body-training warrior who escaped from the northern military camp. He sheathed his sword and attacked another young and strong man who was chasing after him in a hurry. The man said: "Brother Mou, I'll leave this to you. Search carefully. There may be a letter asking for help on him... I'll go look for Junior Sister Zuo."
As soon as the man surnamed Mou responded, he found that Le Mozhi was so anxious that he jumped into a white afterimage and went far away.
Shaking his head, he chuckled and said to himself: "Oh, Brother Le can't live without his precious junior sister for a moment. Is he afraid that others will not know about their relationship?"
Walk forward and slash the enemy's head in the snow with a knife.
He didn't want to be attacked by an enemy who used secret techniques to pretend to be dead while he was close. Cultivators had various methods and it was difficult to guard against them, so it was better to be safe. There was no way a severed head would grow back in front of him, so he crouched down and looked carefully. Searched, even the bun boots were not spared.
Le Mozhi does not care about other people's opinions. He is worried about Junior Sister Zuo's safety after such a long time. It is said that with Junior Sister's cultivation, it would not take half a word to deal with the seriously injured Xiao Manzi, even if he does not know how to lift him up It's enough to kill the guy three times.
This place is only seven or eight miles away from that place at most, and one word is enough time to get there.
Could something have happened?
Le Mozhi was worried that other Nanping body-training practitioners escaping from the north would bump into his junior sister.
However, in the bushes more than ten miles to the north, a large number of Beirong warriors were ambushed. They were staggered to form two lines of defense. If they found ordinary Nanping fleeing soldiers, they would kill them. If they found a body refiner with extraordinary speed, they would immediately First, a buzzer is fired into the air as a warning.
There should be nothing wrong. He had been paying attention to the movement near and far. During this period, there was no warning.
After comforting himself in this way, he rushed to the nearby place in his memory, but found no trace of his junior sister. There was no one within two or three miles. The cold mist that filled the snowy wilderness blocked his vision.
With a bad premonition growing in his heart, Le Mozhi leaped three feet high and looked down everywhere.
His eyes instantly noticed two pieces of dazzling blood behind the bushes on the right front, which were particularly dazzling in the snow, as well as...a junior sister wrapped in a light fur coat with her head missing...
Le Mozhi suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, with cold air gushing out from his bones.
He could no longer stabilize his true energy to support his lower limbs, and fell from the air to the snow. He almost lost his balance and fell headfirst. His heart was filled with great sorrow, and there were tears in his eyes. He staggered forward without any trace of a cultivator. Alert, calm and calm even in times of surprise.
The whole person was like a walking corpse, and only the body was left to walk according to instinct to the place where the junior sister died tragically.
It was less than a hundred feet, and he stumbled for dozens of breaths before arriving.
Le Mozhi looked at the miserable situation in the snow and froze on the spot. After a while, he suddenly woke up, rushed forward, and let out a cry that was not like a human voice: "Junior sister, junior sister... Xiao Can..."
Tears covered his vision, and a sad sound like crying and howling could be heard far away in the empty snowy wasteland.
The sky is getting gloomier and it's going to snow again.
After the search was completed, the man surnamed Mou waited for a long time without seeing the two men return. He couldn't help but feel suspicious. Even if the man and woman were in love again, they wouldn't do anything casual in the snow, right? After thinking for a while, he followed a line of deep footprints in the snow and headed southwest.
There were still three or four miles between them, and there was a terrifying sound of weeping and wailing coming from the distance.
"...Xiaocan..."
The man surnamed Mou was startled and sped up to get closer. He saw that the contemporary senior brother of Hongyue Pavilion was in a mess, holding the body of Junior Sister Zuo with her head missing. He couldn't control his grief and cried so much that he burst into tears and had runny nose. He was so sad. Bold and bold.
Feeling someone approaching, Le Mozhi suddenly looked back and glared fiercely, his eyes red as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
The man surnamed Mou stopped with a shiver in his heart. He felt the strong murderous intention locked on his body. He subconsciously grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and did not dare to move it. He shouted urgently: "Brother Le, please express your condolences! Brother Le, please don't do this." Let the murderer run away, it's still too late to catch up now."
Le Mozhi was stunned for about two breaths. His murderous intention gradually disappeared. He no longer stared at the man surnamed Mou. He put down the body, took off his white robe to cover it, lifted up the half-broken knife that he had put aside, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Please guard me for a while. Le will come back as soon as you go."
He stopped looking at the man surnamed Mou, for fear that if he couldn't bear it any longer, he would chop this useless waste to death.
If you can't even deal with a southern barbarian, what else is it but a waste?
He followed the footsteps and jumped to the south. His junior sister was brutally murdered, and his top priority was to take revenge.
The man surnamed Mou broke out in a cold sweat. He was so close just now. If he hadn't diverted the other party's attention quickly when he saw the opportunity, he would have almost died here and been buried with the headless woman. No, the other party had already killed him to anger him. He couldn't be stupid. To take risks here, Shou had to find someone to make Le Mozhi feel scrupulous and not dare to take action against him again.
Hey, what an unreasonable disaster, that woman is a disaster, and she will implicate him even after she dies.
Le Mozhi chased him for about eight miles and calmed down completely. He noticed that the footprints on the snow became a little strange.
Sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes far, sometimes close.
He suddenly thought of a possibility. The boy got the key to practicing the vertical leap technique from his junior sister. He was practicing and figuring out the vertical leap technique while escaping. Judging from the progress, it was obvious that he had learned the secret to the vertical leap technique.
His expression changed, and he did not hesitate to use his true energy to increase consumption on his feet. His speed increased again, and he rushed forward in pursuit.
After another five or six miles, he completely lost track of him on the snow.
No matter how carefully I look, I can't find any clues.
The barbarian who was supposed to kill a thousand swords actually learned the leaping technique so quickly and also mastered Wuhen's advanced skills.
How can this be? The true energy in the body of a cultivator in the true essence realm is mixed and impure, and he cannot control the strength of his feet in a subtle way. Unless he reaches the solid state, the true essence can be endless, and he can easily step on the snow without leaving a trace.
Le Mozhi suddenly woke up from the strange moment when he stabbed the little manzi with a knife, and his handsome face was twisted and ugly.
Feeling regretful in his heart, he should have killed the other party at that time instead of leaving any trouble in the future.
The barbarian was cunning and cunning enough to hide his cultivation, even from him.
Although there are many illusions, I haven't figured it out. For example, since that kid can cultivate to the solid state, why doesn't he know the basic method of leaping? Have almost no idea how to use power?
What method did that kid use to control his cultivation so that it was flawless and concealed from his perception?
None of this is important for now, as long as we catch that kid, everything will come to light.
Le Mozhi looked at the misty mountain shadow in the distance and didn't know where to follow for a moment.
After a moment of silence, he snorted coldly, turned around and rushed back.
Instead of running around blindly and wasting time, it would be better to go back and use some means to find him again. He would not give up until he chopped the boy alive to pay homage to his junior sister's spirit in heaven.
About twenty breaths later, a hundred feet away to the right, behind two bushes next to each other, a piece of snow slightly protruding from the snow surface slowly loosened and cracked outwards. Chang Siguo's expressionless face slowly turned from fluffy to fluffy. Climb out of the snowdrift.
Thin military uniform, dark face, hair stained with crystal snowflakes.
The young man referred to the "Key Points for the Training of Vertical Leap Technique" recorded on the green handkerchief, and without much trouble and a few attempts, he mastered the use of true energy, coupled with the skills of accumulating and exerting force on the soles of his legs and feet, and learned the vertical leap technique he dreamed of. In the leaping technique, it is no longer difficult for him to jump three or four feet vertically.
The difficult thing is to increase the speed to the point of dazzling the man surnamed Le, which will require him to spend a long time practicing.
Most of the skills in the world are easy to learn and difficult to master, and there is no shortcut to achieve them overnight.
Later, he calmly learned the escape skill that he thought was difficult, Wuhen.
It seems that there is nothing difficult.
It is recorded on the green handkerchief that it can take at least three years or more than ten years to progress from the leaping technique to the traceless state. You must also have acceptable qualifications and practice diligently. Is it really a strange statement? The big black guy was confused.
In the end, he could only attribute it to the fact that his understanding and qualifications were far superior to those of ordinary cultivators, or so it was.
The young man thought with pride in his heart. He raised his spirits and jumped up, like a happy grasshopper that transcended his fate in autumn and winter. He jumped quickly towards the continuous mountainous area five miles away to the south, leaving only a faint footprint behind him.
Ten more breaths later, there were no more traces on the snow, and the lonely figure disappeared among the sparse bushes.
