The twilight is getting darker.
Mist was rising in the forest and the leaves were lush, blocking most of the skylight and making the vision even blurrier.
Wang Qiren climbed up a high branch, squinted his eyes, and looked forward as far as he could.
Click, click.
Feeling the trembling under his feet, Wang Qiren was startled, and with strength in his legs, he stepped back onto the ground.
Boom!
The thick branch crashed down, bringing with it a large number of branches and leaves, cutting across the path.
Wang Qiren frowned, thinking it was strange, but he had no time to think about it and was about to quickly turn over the branches and leaves.
As he approaches.
Hiss——
The thumb-thick bamboo leaf arched its body, then tensed up, shooting towards his face.
Wang Qiren's eyes widened, his eyes turned green, and the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed out. When he came to his senses, there was a dead snake on the dagger.
He adjusted his breathing and threw the little snake to the ground. He was a little more wary of the broken branch and raised his alertness to the highest level. After a few quick steps to avoid it, he suddenly turned sideways.
Whoosh!
The vines clinging to the trunk of the tree pressed down heavily, whipping him where he originally stood.
Wang Qiren looked closely and saw that the vine was as thick as an adult's arm. When it fell, the wind whistled. If it hit a person, it would be uncomfortable.
Only then did he stop thinking about taking chances, and stood alone among the woods, feeling that the trees and grass were all deserted, and his whole body felt cold.
Something weird!
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The sun changed to the bright moon, and the sky became completely dark.
Not far from the water wave, Xiao Shisan gathered a pile of firewood. Ning An threw away a flame and built a bonfire, which made Xiao Shisan marvel again.
Only then did he realize that Brother Ning in front of him might be more than just a doctor.
After practicing boxing all night last night, packing up in the morning, taking the subway at noon, and driving all the way in the afternoon, Xiao Shisan was very sleepy after a day of running around, so he slowly fell asleep next to the bonfire.
Without waiting for Ning An to speak, Silica consciously pulled out two quilts, waved her hand, and the small quilt firmly covered Little Thirteen, then stretched out and lay down straight.
A large number of bamboo leaves floated in, covering a thickness of more than ten centimeters, gently dragging Silica's body. Silica lazily turned over and rolled herself up in the green quilt.
Ning An looked up and felt a little envious. He added two firewood to the bonfire and took on the task of keeping watch.
After a while, there was only the crackling sound of fire burning wood.
Ning An held his chin and saw that Little Thirteen was sleeping restlessly and was rolling into the fire. He quickly poked the quilt with a wooden stick, stood up again, tucked him in the quilt, and changed his sleeping position.
"Senior Silica."
Ning An finally added a few firewood to the bonfire, shouldered the broadsword, and said softly, "Please take good care of Thirteen."
The fire became more intense.
Ning An stood up straight, breathing long and long, looking far away into the woods not far behind him.
"good."
A delicate voice came.
Ning'an's eyes suddenly became sharp, he pulled away from the dragon-tiger stance, carried a broad knife on his back, and stepped toward the woods with his momentum rising steadily.
"Don't sleep!"
After Ning An walked away, Silica gently kicked Xiao Shisan twice. When the child rubbed his eyes in a daze, he asked in a daze, "Huh? Is it dawn yet?"
"You've been sleeping all day!"
Xiao Shisan suddenly woke up, lifted the quilt, and jumped up like a carp, "Huh? It's been a day!... Where is Brother Ning?"
"Ah, your brother Ning was in a fight."
"fight?"
"Do you want to see it?"
"I'll help him!"
Seeing his anxious and serious expression, Silica couldn't help but kick him twice more and said with a smile: "Then I'll take you there."
As he spoke, he picked up Xiao Shisan's collar and swept it away into the distance like the wind.
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Cold sweat soaked through his clothes, and there were no dangers along the way. Wang Qiren finally walked out of the woods.
How do you say something?
There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers.
Another village has a bright future.
I thought that after spending so long in the woods, I would have lost track of my target. Unexpectedly, I met this guy with no eyesight just after I came out.
The depression of being targeted by God was swept away. Wang Qiren put his hands on his hands and laughed, sighing that he was unlucky. There was always someone more unlucky than himself.
Ning An had a cold face, holding a broad sword that was half a man's height, and looked at Wang Qiren a few meters away.
He had already sensed that the visitor was evil.
As early as when I was at the subway station, I had a vague sense of peeping. At that time, I just thought that there were too many people and I didn't expect it. After I got on the train, this feeling did not decrease but increased. It even increased inexplicably along the way. There was a bit of a sense of crisis, but it was only after stepping into the woods that the feeling faded away.
But just now there was the sound of heavy objects collapsing from the direction of the woods, and Ning An paid attention, and then asked Silica to take care of Little Thirteen, and came to investigate.
Just looking at this man's miserable appearance, and looking so unfamiliar, I never thought of any grudge.
Seeing Wang Qiren laughing heartily again, Ning An became even more uncertain.
But the murderous intention gradually rising in him could not be faked.
"you know me?"
"I recognize it, I recognize it."
Wang Qiren walked up and down his steps. As he talked and laughed, his eyes turned from black to green, "Your Excellency is famous, but I have an unkind favor..."
"I'll lend you your head!"
Ding!
Ning'an raised his sword and blocked Wang Qiren, who was flying towards him.
Wang Qiren was surprised. This blow came while Ning An was free. Logically speaking, even if he could react, he would still have to be restrained by the giant blade and would not be able to defend well?
Furthermore, he had taken the initiative to gain momentum, and with the power of a first-order evolver, how could he not gain the upper hand in a sneak attack?
There was no way for him to think too much in the electric light and flint. Now he was bullied, but he didn't have the upper hand and couldn't get away. He had to stab the dagger again and again, not giving Ning An any room to fight back.
The sound of biting gold and stone suddenly filled the place.
Ning'an steadied the rock, and the blade of the sword steadily received the dense attacks of the dagger, guarding and retreating at the same time. His wrist was good at discharging the force, making Wang Qiren's use of the sword extremely awkward.
Wang Qiren was shocked, knowing that he was trapped in Ning'an's fighting rhythm. He seemed to be led to draw the sword. If he had not handed over the sword, there was a possibility of being counterattacked!
It has become a situation where it is difficult to get off the tiger!
Wang Qiren's green eyes were blooming, but for the first time, his all-conquering "Netherworld Eyes" lost their function of detecting weaknesses and could only provide some night vision.
Ning An lowered his eyes and looked through the empty space on the knife handle, hoping to get a glimpse of Wang Qiren's attack.
Ding!
Wang Qiren stood firm on his lower body, moved his right arm with his shoulder, and fiercely handed out the dagger, but was tightly guarded by the giant blade.
Ning An said, "Now!" She no longer relieved her strength, but took a step back, bent her legs, and tilted the blade upward.
A huge push came from his right arm, but Wang Qiren was surprisingly calm. He narrowed his cold eyes, followed the strange force and jumped into the air. He adjusted his posture, held the dagger behind his hands, and stabbed Ning An quickly.
Wang Qiren's time in the air to adjust gave him plenty of time for peace and quiet.
Ning An was seen holding the broad knife behind him, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind. He aimed at Wang Qiren in mid-air, rounded the giant blade, and struck it hard.
A dagger versus a broadsword, if this blow was successful, Wang Qiren would have been cut in half before the dagger fell.
How could Wang Qiren, who had been practicing in the club for several years, be a match for the genius of the Ning family?
Just at the critical moment.
boom!
The golden light flashed away, Wang Qiren was immediately ejected, and a yellow talisman fell from his waist.
Without enough time to feel distressed, Wang Qiren pouted, crouched down, and slowly moved toward the woods.
Blood slowly dripped from the tiger's mouth, and he could no longer hold the dagger.
How could Ning'an allow him to escape? He shot violently, dragging a giant blade and quickly attacked Wang Qiren.
With just this movement, Wang Qiren suddenly discovered that Ning An had flaws all over his body, and the Nether Eyes regained their function.
But what's the use of seeing the flaw now?
Wang Qiren put the dagger on his waist, jumped slightly, and dodged the broad knife coming from below.
There was a cry from the ground, and a gap of dozens of centimeters was cut out.
Wang Qiren secretly said "fuck", knowing that he couldn't get even a single blow, so he became more and more timid.
The sword failed, and Ning An would not give up the upper hand just like that. Without waiting for Wang Qiren to open his position, Ning An used the broad sword as a fulcrum to push himself up out of thin air. He moved his waist and abdomen with his lower body and kicked Wang Qiren, who was still standing.
With a muffled sound, Wang Qiren's heart was nearly deflected, and the kick landed firmly on his left shoulder.
This is also the best result.
Wang Qiren then lay on his back, and with this kick, he flew six or seven meters upside down.
When Wang Qiren landed, he had no time to check his injuries, so he quickly struggled to his feet and staggered into the bushes.
Poor God, God didn't target him this time. For a while, the trees were no longer blocking him, and the vines were no longer tripping him. Otherwise, he would really die in peace.
Wang Qiren stumbled and ran in the direction of dense trees. Suddenly, in front of him was a terrifying red light, with only a small flash of green light in the lower part.
Acting on instinct, he rushed forward.
Boom!
The broad knife roared and bit into the century-old tree, and Ning An slashed into the air again.
The ancient tree was broken at the middle, its leaves rustled, and it fell to the ground, splashing dust all over the sky.
The huge sound overwhelmed Wang Qiren's struggling screams.
The dust and branches that had previously blocked his vision, now Wang Qiren wished for more, more!
He rolled twice and managed to avoid the broken wood, but scratched his right leg and was staggered.
Blood gushed out desperately, Wang Qiren's face became paler, and his vision even began to become blurry.
Crash.
The sound of leaves cluttering could be heard, and Ning An stepped into it and used a broad knife to chop away the branches and leaves blocking the way.
Wang Qiren was breathing rapidly. Taking advantage of the moment when Ning'an was blocked, he stumbled and escaped more than ten meters while holding on to the tree trunk.
But this forest is at least two hundred meters long.
Even outside the woods, there is a vast no-man's land, bare, not even high-rise buildings. Where will I go to hide when the time comes?
Ning An may have expected this, so he was not in a hurry.
When Wang Qiren kept swinging his sword, Ning An still had the intention to kill him, but now that he saw him running away, the intention to kill him has become much weaker. This is also the main reason why his several sword attacks failed.
Constantly driving away enemies and building up momentum and courage, when the giant blade hits his eyes, no matter how strong his fighting spirit is, it will turn into tears in his eyes.
At least for Wang Qiren, that's the case.
Killing the body is the bottom priority, attacking the mind is the top priority.
What's the use of killing him? What's more important is to find out the person behind the scenes. Otherwise, how can we live peacefully if there are constant assassins?
Tap tap tap.
Someone!
Ning An's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his murderous intention aroused.
"Come on fire!"
The fire dragon roared and swallowed Wang Qiren, and the vegetation it touched instantly turned into ashes.
"wind!"
The strong wind roared, blocking the fierce power of the fire dragon.
The sword light suddenly appeared and cut off the fire.
A masked man stepped in front of the unconscious Wang Qiren, glanced at Ning An, and made an apologetic gesture.
"Friend, why don't you forget it?"
Ning An twitched the corner of his mouth a few times and pointed a broad knife at the strange masked man.
"Come and fight!"
