With all his strength, he swallowed the sea in one drink, concentrated his thoughts on it, and the sword energy spread across the sky.
Just now, the third style of the "Stone Whale Sword", the stone whale penetrated the sea, and I ran out of energy and came out.
I made up my mind that if I failed to hit this target, I would immediately flee thousands of miles away from Lingyuan and come back again when I had the opportunity.
Liu Xing in the room saw that I was making another move. He spoke sullenly and said in a cold voice, "Ignorant child, although a whale is huge, how can it reach the boundless sea? You have lived for most of your life, don't you understand this?"
A strong energy poured out from the house, and the pool water surrounding the small building suddenly boiled, and then surged up. The pool water was filled with a strong smell of herbs, and the wall of water that was stagnant in mid-air turned into a rod as thick as an arm. The water gun clashes with the cold light from my sword.
Looking at the menacing water gun, I secretly sighed in my heart: When the water comes out of Dilong, this shot is so damn powerful!
The two points face each other, without any suspense.
The sword I swung with my Qi machine was immediately eliminated, and the water gun came towards me with its remaining power. I didn't even resist for a moment, and was directly rolled back to where I was. I rolled a few times before settling down.
My mother, at this moment I only felt severe pain in my five internal organs, qi and blood surged up, my thoughts were scattered, and one of the tiger teeth in my mouth was knocked out by the gravel on the ground. I was really embarrassed.
Fucked! The fisherman went out to sea and encountered pirates! No, it was a pirate robbery that happened in a storm!
Ever since I joined the Assassin profession, I have always insisted on being strong when I'm weak, hiding when I'm strong, fighting if I can, and running if I can't. After all, in this profession of assassin, how can one succeed every time? If the mission fails, you will have to pay with your life. Some bad assassins may die even 800 times.
run! Run! Taking advantage of the hesitation of the Liu family servants who were slowly surrounding me, I took advantage of the momentum of rolling, turned around and jumped away. I raised my mind, pulled the strands of Qi, the wind under my feet, climbed out of the wall, and went crazy towards the north of the city. Escape.
Inadvertently, I looked back and saw that the window on the second floor of the hut was open. There was an elegant old man standing with his hands behind his hands. Liu Desheng and Liu Ruisheng stood respectfully behind the old man. I could vaguely hear the old man's subtle words, "Desheng, please Cut the grass and root it out!”
My heart tightened, my anus shrank, and my steps became a little faster.
Haha, the switch between hunter and prey is often so simple!
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The cold wind blows against my face. As the night gets darker, the temperature in Lingyuan City becomes colder and the distance from Qingheju gradually grows. I gradually calm down and regret in my heart: The arrogant will lose. I rely on the "Stone Whale Sword", plus the favorable wind of the Huhu Gang in recent years. Along the river, there were few difficult things to deal with, and he gradually developed this arrogant and arrogant temperament. In addition, his level has improved, and when he rushed to Lingyuan City this time, he suddenly had the arrogance of "Guan Yun Chang Shui flooded seven armies".
Looking back on recent actions, first of all, I did not conduct a comprehensive preliminary investigation into this assassination. I only had a rough understanding of the personal circumstances of Liu Xing, Liu Ruisheng, and Liu Quansheng, so I briefly mentioned them, focusing on Liu Desheng. , this is a failure. Secondly, as for the locations of the two planned assassinations, Wangbei Tower and Qingheju, they did not visit the sites in advance and rushed in without knowing it. This is a taboo for assassins; thirdly, under the premise that the enemy and we are not yet completely clear Next, he made a hasty decision without thinking about it in detail; in the end, assassins and their like were supposed to be sure to hit with one hit, how could they rely on their realm to forcefully break through the gate like they did tonight?
Therefore, today's defeat is actually caused by my own arrogance. I can't blame the right time and place, nor can I blame others.
I sighed softly and fled quickly along the path towards Beicheng, while thinking about my retreat.
The newly revised "Curfew Chapter of Han Code" clearly stipulates: Those in border towns will be banned when the city is closed; those in county towns will be banned during Haishi. Violators will be punished with twenty rods and half of their property.
Now the Liu family's "evil dogs" are chasing after them, the city gate is facing the front, and there are heavy troops guarding both the front and rear. They cannot advance or retreat, they can only make compromises.
After much deliberation, I decided to throw away the pursuers and hide in Wangbei Tower. Firstly, there was a light array to protect me. Secondly, I guessed that this 'Liu Nandan' had something to do with Kuhu, so I felt attracted to him. Based on this, this great gentleman might be able to take him in.
If Liu Quansheng doesn't take me in, well... no matter what, I already have this kind of virtue anyway, and I'm not afraid of muddying the waters again. I hope this decision can help me escape from death. I have made mistakes again and again in the past few days. I hope I won’t make another mistake this time!
I jumped up and walked quickly, turning left and right, and the pursuers were gradually thrown away by me to the east and west. At the beginning of Haishi, although there were few people on the street, there were still drunkards and young masters. In addition, people watched from inside the houses from time to time, and Beicheng escaped into a hustle and bustle, turning into a pot of chaos.
While running wildly, I ran out of strength and had to find a lonely dark alley to hide temporarily.
At this time, there is a lonely moon in the sky, a lonely river on the ground, and a lonely shadow among people. I am a lonely army!
Hiding in a pile of firewood in a dark alley on a side street, the blood finally couldn't help but vomited out, staining his front with blood.
Looking at Wangbei Tower, which is still two blocks away, I felt a little depressed. Wangbei Tower, Wangbei Tower! I wonder if the little bit of urine I have left can still reach you!
Thinking of this, I closed my eyes and rested my mind, trying to regain my mind and raise my energy!
We warriors train our bodies, while scribes train our minds. Although the path leads to the same goal, the processes are completely different.
Warriors use the Bird-Driving Realm as their base, temper their bodies, study hard and have some talent. Those with higher talents can enter the middle realm in ten years. Those with higher talents can enter the broken city in twenty years with the help of secret herbs. Those with outstanding talents can Those who can enter the broken city will be able to enter the city in five or eight years. After entering the ruined city realm, a martial artist can have a thought in his mind, influence the energy in his body, control his magical skills, and spy on the way of heaven. However, warriors are good at physical fitness but not at understanding. After breaking through the city realm, breaking through the realm is extremely slow, but it is also the most solid. In a competition at the same realm, warriors will undoubtedly win.
Scholars are born to cultivate their minds, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate their minds. But after entering the middle peak and reaching the realm of things, the literati's thoughts are strong. The small ones can fill ditches and flatten the mountains, control the water and the wind, and the big ones can shout thunder and rain, move mountains and fill the sea. . However, the path of cultivation is very difficult and cannot be accomplished by those who are brave, determined and talented. Moreover, scribes are weak and are not suitable for close combat. If their thoughts are exhausted, they can only wait for death.
According to historical records, in the past hundred years, the only people who have entered the realm of Tongxuan are the warrior Lü Bu and Lü Fengxian, and the scribe Zheng Xuan and Zheng Kangcheng. He was ill-timed, had a stubborn personality, and ultimately failed to transcend life and death. It is also a sad past when he thinks about it.
All in all, it will be difficult for a warrior to break the city, and it will be difficult for a scholar to enter the city. In recent years, there has been a saying in the world that "poor people practice martial arts, wealthy people study literature". This statement is more straightforward: common people from poor families practice martial arts, even if it is difficult to become a great weapon, they can still make a living by relying on their strong physique. It doesn't matter if a child of a wealthy family learns literature late in life. After all, he can still become an official after studying well.
Why! I was seriously injured, and as expected I couldn't concentrate. The water gun knocked all the thoughts I had collected after entering the Broken City Realm into pieces. I wanted to take a breather to gather my thoughts and stir up my spirit, but I actually remembered that these had nothing to do with me. Bad things!
Suddenly, there was a sudden gust of wind in the dark alley, and I suddenly felt cold sweat all over my body.
Due to severe injuries and reduced sensation, the surrounding situation cannot be ascertained, but the assassin's intuition tells me that I must have been exposed!
I thought I had escaped all pursuers, but how did the people who came find me?
Suddenly, I saw the word "陈" on the hilt of my sword, reflecting a light yellow light under the lonely moon. It was particularly eye-catching among the pile of firewood with no reflective objects. This was a sign of my careful search. Enemies provide clues.
No, I must rush to Wangbei Tower as soon as possible while I still have some energy left. Under the protection of Liu Quansheng, I may still have a glimmer of hope. If I delay any longer, I will really be dead!
"Now that you're here, don't leave!"
I was about to climb over the wall and cross the courtyard when I heard a person talking in a low voice on the street. Although his name was not mentioned, the protagonist was undoubtedly me.
I stopped and faced him, taking a closer look. The man was more than seven feet long, about the same size as me. He had dry grass in his mouth, his hair was down to his shoulders, and he was holding a wild goose feather knife. He was looking at me eagerly.
"I am the head coach of the Liu family, and so is Xu Zhuo. Although my level is not as good as yours, I want your head today!"
After saying this, Xu Zhuo started to drag his hand with a knife and flew towards me.
Exploring his words, I know that his realm is lower than mine; observing his steps, I am filled with anger.
A coach from a small realm, two realms away from me, actually wanted to take my life while I was injured. Could it be that in this small county town, we are so accustomed to sitting in a well and looking at the sky that we have forgotten the truth that "the rivers and lakes are still there"?
While I was furious, I glared at Xu Zhuo, raised my sword and gritted my teeth, "Today, I want you to know how a warrior in the broken city realm kills people! Let your life..., no, your life, in the end Got it!"
The feather blade opens the vast sea, and the long sword hunts flower eagles.
I have a sword in my hand, what can you Xu Zhuo do to me?
