Chapter 138 Destiny

Style: Fantasy Author: Calm454Words: 2403Update Time: 24/01/13 13:07:42
Of course Shen Jie would not leave like this. He had been hiding in the forest not far from the lake.

However, the perception ability of second-rate masters is much better than that of him now.

In order not to be discovered, he hid behind several bushes covered with thick weeds and canopy.

Through some small gaps, you can barely see that Xie Yuqi was caught by Ma Wei.

This Ma Wei is at least a second-rate master. With his current level of martial arts as a third-rate master, he can probably kill him within two or three moves.

If the realms are one level apart, even practicing the unpredictable technique of 'Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade' will not be able to make up for the gap.

Xie Yuqi had saved him at least, even though he was very bad, but he couldn't just let her be insulted like this.

Xie Yuqi, who was being held in Ma Wei's arms, saw from a distance several tables of delicious food and drinks neatly placed on the grass on a small hillside.

The sunshine there is lush and green, and a few willow trees provide a large green shade.

When I got closer, I saw two beautiful women in their thirties lying on the dark sandalwood chairs covered with soft silk.

On the other side of the hillside, at a height of about a hundred meters, there were more than a dozen strong men sitting lazily under the trees eating delicious food. There were also some horses and carriages nearby.

"Hurry up, pack up, and leave now." Ma Wei shouted, looking a little panicked.

The two ladies also saw that Ma Wei was holding a pretty little girl in his arms, so how could they not know what was going on.

I don’t even know how many good women I have robbed by this method.

Shen Jie originally thought that he would not be able to catch up with Ma Wei, but when he followed the man's footsteps in the woods, he finally saw a group of more than a dozen people driving a carriage on a not-so-wide forest path.

There was so much noise that many birds in the woods were frightened and flew away.

He was like a cheetah in the jungle, traveling very fast, falling twenty or thirty meters away in the jungle not far from the carriage.

In fact, it wasn't long before Shen Jie looked up and found that it was a little dark.

Later, the sky became increasingly cloudy and gloomy, and he felt that a heavy rain might come at any time.

Especially in such mountainous and forested areas, it is very dangerous to walk under the woods if there is thunder.

That group of people also knew that it was going to rain heavily, and the speed was obviously faster than before.

A raindrop fell on the back of Shen Jie's hand. He took a closer look and saw that it broke into several small drops.

'The raindrops are a bit heavy. '

He thought this in his mind, but he didn't dare to look further. There were many thorns in the jungle in front of him.

If I hadn't already become a third-rate master, I really can't imagine how I would have gone.

He had always been afraid of thunder, especially now that the sky was really beginning to make a dull roar.

He felt his spine was numb.

Ever since he was a child, he was alone at home. It was raining heavily and there was lightning and thunder outside. He was very scared at that time, thinking that the thunder would strike him.

This has always been his shadow.

Dark clouds covered the entire sky, out of control, as if night had suddenly fallen.

The moment the rain fell, the entire forest was filled with a continuous "swishing" sound.

His clothes were soaked in an instant, and they clung to his body so tightly that he couldn't see ahead in an instant, and almost hit a tree half a meter thick.

Qingyang Town is located in a plain area at the foot of Qiangshan Mountain. The terrain is low-lying and the land is fertile.

Located within the jurisdiction of Yihua Palace, robbery, robbery, murder, etc. are rarely encountered here.

Most of the large families within a radius of fifty or sixty miles are gathered in the center of this small town.

Because of the beautiful scenery, it has attracted some wealthy businessmen from the province to do business and live here.

Rose Street is a street near the center of the town. There are restaurants and shops on both sides, and people are always coming and going.

People from several kilometers away will bravely bring what they grow in their gardens and set up stalls here.

In their eyes, there is a small street one or two kilometers away from home, and here is the main street. Although it is far away, they can sell quickly and earn a lot more at a higher price.

A sudden heavy rain has been falling for two hours, and there is no sign of stopping.

You must know that there are many high mountains and ridges in the east of Qiangshan area, and the damp and moist clouds from the sea can rarely blow over.

It used to rain occasionally, but it never rained like this.

This caused the heavy rain to carry down a large amount of soil from the Rose Mountain, flooding the entire street.

Many stores are constantly raising their thresholds to prevent water from flooding into their homes, but then the rain accumulates more and more, and the water is still muddy and yellow.

In the water now, there is an old man carrying a burden. Most of his body is submerged in the water, and only one head is exposed.

Fortunately, it was close to the bottom of the valley and there was no big current, so he was not washed away.

There were many people standing on the second floor of this hotel, and someone threw a thick hemp rope in the direction of the old man.

The old man couldn't reach it with his hands, and the people upstairs told him to hurry up and reach it.

Later, sharp-eyed people saw through the turbid water that he was still carrying a burden on his shoulders.

In fact, this old man was a little unconscious now. When he finally limped into the hotel, a few strong young people carried him to the stairs on the second floor.

He finally took a breath and said to the visitor: "Go and save my grandson. He was on my burden just now. Please."

The old man grabbed the sleeve of one of the young people, with tears in his eyes.

The strong man looked at the turbid water that was still slapping against the stairs, creaking, and he was a little afraid to move.

On the contrary, a handsome young man of about twenty years old next to him jumped into the muddy water.

After a while, I saw a six or seven-year-old boy being lifted out of the water.

A burst of cheers erupted from the second-story building.

"Young man, you are so kind-hearted. If I were you, I wouldn't dare to risk my life like this."

The middle-aged man, who was still well-dressed, raised his thumb to him.

The young man was still breathing heavily. The little boy on the steps was obviously drowned in water, and his face was extremely pale.

The young man cleared his airway and pressed his chest several times. The child finally spit out the muddy water that had been choked in his airway.

As soon as the old man woke up, he hugged the child in his arms. He was still panting violently, as if he was not doing well anymore.

"Be gentle, the child has just come back to life, don't cover the child to death." Someone next to him reminded.

The old man quickly relaxed a little and saw the young man beside him.

"Child, please thank your benefactor." The old man almost knelt down in front of the young man.

"It's okay." The young man said with a smile, and he quickly helped the old man up. The little boy looked at him with a dazed look.

After the atmosphere calmed down a bit, he quickly walked to the second floor. Many people in the crowd glanced at him.

I had seen this old man and his child on the mountain road before.

Perhaps secretly, he felt that this old man looked very much like his deceased grandfather.

He was brought up by the elderly before he was seven years old. This little boy is not like himself at that time.

Perhaps due to the impact of this incident, he felt that he was in a particularly good mood at this moment.

In a deserted corner on the second floor, he quickly jumped onto the roof, stepping on the rubble on the second floor.