"Old Xiao, I just heard from Wang Jian when we were having dinner today that your boy turned one year old yesterday. Here is a red envelope for your son. Don't forget me when such a happy event happens in the future. I can also join in the fun. Just have two drinks."
On the carriage, Shen Hao sat outside the car, took out a big red silk purse and handed it to the driver of the car.
Lao Xiao didn't dare to answer, and he didn't expect that he could spend so much time on a small matter at home. He didn't know what to say for a while.
"Give me a longevity lock for the boy to bring good luck. I asked you to hold it, but you don't even give me any face?"
Hearing this, Lao Xiao shied away but could only accept it. He weighed the purse in his hand and felt a little trembling in his heart. What was in this purse was not a small ingot, it was definitely gold, pure gold!
The general flag is really generous.
After collecting the red envelope for his son, Lao Xiao always felt a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a while before he stammered and wanted to treat Shen Hao to a drink.
"Haha, okay, I'll go to your house to have it done then... huh?"
Before Shen Hao finished speaking, he suddenly felt a killing intent rising on the dark street in front of him, and instinctively felt that danger was approaching quickly.
"Get out of the way!"
He only had time to move half of his body back when he felt dozens of invisible sharp edges shooting out from all directions in the darkness.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
A sharp pain came from his right shoulder, and then his left leg. Shen Hao didn't have time to think about it. He endured the pain and rolled over from the slow-moving carriage. At the same time, the old man who was talking and laughing with him was hit on the ground. resemble.
Shen Hao wanted to pull it, but a bright light shot out from the darkness again and rained down on his head.
"Old Xiao!"
There was a roar, but Lao Xiao, who was hit on the ground, remained motionless. Shen Hao could only roll on the spot and at the same time took out the Yanji knife from his waist and held it in front of him quickly.
"Dangdangdangdang..."
The sound of dense metal blocking sounded, and the force was so strong that Shen Hao's right arm went numb. Fortunately, he was not hit by these sharp lights again, causing him to retreat to a corner.
He quickly glanced at his right shoulder and left leg, and then he could tell what was hurting him.
"Magic-Breaking Arrow!?"
Shen Hao couldn't help but sink in thoughts. Spell-breaking arrows are not ordinary weapons. They are only equipped by Xuanqing Guards and expedition troops, not even in local garrisons. If a private person possesses magic-breaking arrows, it is a serious crime to lose his head, and the same goes for selling them privately.
Shen Hao understood that it was definitely not easy for a group of people to get the spell-breaking arrows to attack and kill him.
As for who? He doesn't have the time to think about it now, because the third wave of arrows is coming again!
The speed and power of the spell-breaking arrows are far superior to ordinary arrows, and the spell-breaking arrows can also ignore the Qi refining realm's true energy shield, which can be said to be a great weapon against Qi refining realm monks.
Shen Hao had retreated to the corner and had no way to avoid it. He could only exert his strength with his legs and squeeze the wall behind him. The wild goose spine knife was dancing in front of him so that he couldn't see clearly.
"boom!"
Luck seemed to be on Shen Hao's side. The wall he was leaning against was not very strong, so he squeezed out a hole in an instant, just in time for him to fall into a shop behind him. The people outside were about to kill him. The arrows all pierced the wall and the ground, allowing him to escape danger again.
However, the arrow on his right shoulder was pierced into the bone, and the few pulls from the knife just now made the injury more serious. The whole arm began to feel numb, which was a sign that the meridians were pulled.
The injury on his left leg was even more troublesome. The amount of bleeding was too large and he couldn't stop the bleeding for a while. If this continued, he would go into shock without even a meal.
This is because he is a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining after all. Someone with a lower level of cultivation would probably be lying on the ground panting by now.
"Huhuhu..."
Shen Hao gasped, struggled to get up from the ground, and broke the foot-long arrow shaft sticking out of his left leg, leaving only the arrowhead stuck inside. The one on his right shoulder was also broken by him, so that it would be easier to move.
However, a symbol on the arrow shaft made Shen Hao worried.
"This should be the batch of spell-breaking arrows that were lost in the previous theft of baggage in Haocheng."
Shen Hao had just read the file on this case, so he remembered it clearly, and this case was also investigated by Li Bing's Jia Ziqi.
"Li family!"
Gritting his teeth and cursing in his mind, Shen Hao looked around at the same time and found that he had broken into a clothing store.
He casually pulled off a piece of cloth and tied it tightly above the wound on his left leg to slow down the bleeding as much as possible.
This kind of ready-made clothing shop usually has a back door, so he planned to look for it first.
But soon several cracking sounds sounded from above the head, and five black figures jumped in from the roof with long black-light knives, and murderous intent fell on Shen Hao's head again in an instant.
All five of them were wearing black clothes and black trousers, with black hoods on their heads, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
These people were definitely well-trained killers. They didn't make any unnecessary moves, and they knew how to combine attacks. After entering the room, they surrounded Shen Hao without saying a word, and started slashing with their swords.
The Yanji Knife in Shen Hao's hand became slower and slower due to the injury to his right arm. In the blink of an eye, two several-inch-long gashes were cut out on his chest and back, causing blood to flow.
What made Shen Hao's heart sink even more was that the two newly added wounds soon developed a strange itching sensation.
The long knife in the opponent's hand is quenched with poison!
The toxicity spread quickly. After just a few breaths, Shen Hao felt nothing but numbness and itching in his chest and back. His head was dizzy and his feet felt like he was stepping on cotton, as if he might fall down at any time.
Even the thunder-controlling talisman and the signing talisman held in his hand could not meet the activation conditions because of the messy true energy in his body.
"dying?"
Shen Hao didn't panic at all when death was imminent. He had long lost sight of life and death over the years. He had killed many people. There was no reason why others couldn't kill him. Sooner or later, this would happen.
Being prepared for the worst, Shen Hao seemed to have a little more strength, so Shen Hao raised the Yanji Sword and barely blocked the opponent's two consecutive slashes.
However, that’s about it.
The next second, he saw the opponent slashing across his neck with a sword, but his stiff body was unable to dodge at all, and he knew in his heart that this might be the last scene he saw.
but......
Without warning, Shen Hao's chest suddenly surged with a fierce and strange force, which instantly spread throughout his body. Not only did it squeeze out the poison that invaded his body, but it also ignited the poison from his exhausted body. A raging fire!
"Dang!"
In just one moment, Shen Hao, who thought he was certain to die, found that he seemed to be having a flashback, his whole body was hot but at the same time he was full of explosive and tyrannical power that had nowhere to vent.
He raised his hand to block the fatal slash to his neck.
"This is......"
Without any time to think about it, Shen Hao clenched the Yanji Knife in his hand again and began to fight for his life. Although he didn't understand why he got a chance of survival, he could guess that it had something to do with the black beast tattoo on his chest.
Because even though he couldn't see it through his clothes, Shen Hao felt something twisting crazily on his chest.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Violent thoughts quickly occupied Shen Hao's nerves. In his astonishment, he found that his speed was faster, his power was greater, and the true energy on the sword actually seemed to leave the blade... ...
The word Shen Hao thinks is most appropriate to describe his current situation is: runaway!
