After watching Guo Jing leave, Zhang Yimeng stood quietly and pondered for a while, then gently shook the folding fan in his hand, shook it twice, inserted the fan into his back collar with a snap, and strode out of the cave.
At this time, dark clouds were gathering. Zhang Yimeng came outside the cave and looked at the dark sky and earth to the north. He smiled and walked alone into the world that seemed to have no light.
"Dongzhang, are you here?"
At this time, in a bush in a mountain stream, several wild wolves were scrambling to tear something apart. At the same time, a black-faced man staggered from a distance, and it was Guo Jing who was seriously injured.
Hearing the rustling movement in front of him, Guo Jing suddenly stopped and looked forward. He saw a familiar boot exposed in the bushes. His heart skipped a beat. A very bad image flashed through his mind. This scene before him Guo Jing's eyes were so wide that he blurted out and shouted: "Senior Brother Zhu!!"
Seven or eight hungry wolves were concentrating on enjoying the 'delicious food' at this time. Leng Buding was shocked by Guo Jing's roar. At that moment, three gray wolves came out and stared at Guo Jing, the uninvited guest, with their backs arched. "Growling, blood-oozing saliva was dripping from his mouth, looking extremely ferocious.
"Beasts!! Get out of here!!"
Guo Jing walked toward the wolves slowly, without any fear in his eyes. He roared with anger and hurt his body, coughing until he was out of breath. No matter how he looked, he looked like a man who had lost the ability to fight.
How could the most observant wolves be afraid of this? Staring at Guo Jing who was getting closer and closer, he kept baring his teeth and growling, the warning was very obvious.
"Ahem. Get out of here!"
When he got close, Guo Jing bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at the wolves, but the force of the throw was so strong that even the beast could easily avoid it.
But Guo Jing ignored it and ran towards the wolves with both fists raised. Although he could not mobilize any internal strength at this time, he was still a veteran who had followed Genghis Khan on the battlefield, and the evil aura on his body could not be faked.
The wolves were frightened by Guo Jing for a moment, and they dispersed in all directions.
Stumbling to the bushes and seeing the tragic scene on the ground, Guo Jing, a great hero and hero of our time, choked up and his eyes were red. Tears burst out of his eyes instantly, and he shouted sadly: "Brother Zhu! I, Guo Jing, can't help you!" That’s why you suffered such a disaster, I’ll take you home right now!”
But in the bushes, Zhu Ziliu's body was now in pieces, and half of his head had been eaten away by wild wolves. It was shocking to see, and no wonder Hu Guo Jing lost his composure when he saw it.
"Woo~"
The wolves didn't care about Guo Jing's mood at this moment. They only thought that this man had stolen their 'delicious food' and were surrounding Guo Jing, waiting for an opportunity.
"Beast! Get away!"
This time, Guo Jing could not scare the hungry wolves. They looked at each other, as if they had received some kind of instruction. The few wild wolves in the front took the lead in attacking and jumped towards Guo Jing.
"you dare?!"
No matter how Guo Jing scolded, the wolves ignored him. At this moment, three wild wolves had bitten Guo Jing's hands and feet, and kept shaking their heads and tearing them apart. Holding back the pain, Guo Jing raised his palm and slapped the leader's head.
With a bang, the alpha wolf, which was as big as a calf, howled and subconsciously let go of its fangs and fled to the side.
But even after repelling the first wolf, there were still two smaller wild wolves tearing at Guo Jing's calves. As soon as the palm was released, Guo Jing lacked the strength to even lift his palm, so he could only stare helplessly. A pack of wolves constantly surrounding him.
When he was in the desert, Guo Jing had also dealt with wolves. He knew that it was only a matter of time before these beasts swarmed up. Thinking of this, Guo Jing couldn't help but feel sad. He didn't expect that his heroic life would end up like this. The 'dinner on the plate' of a group of wild beasts is really very sad.
"Senior Brother Zhu, Guo will come down to accompany you right now. Rong'er, Fu'er, Xiang'er, Lu'er, dad (my husband) can't continue to accompany you. Farewell to my relatives." At this moment, Guo Jing held his hands tightly. Zhu Ziliu's remains, his eyes gradually blurred.
Just now, he had the intention to call Zhang Yimeng to come to rescue him, but such a weirdo has not taken action yet, and he will probably not take action now. Besides, it is not known whether he is still nearby. In this inaccessible place, Guo Jing is already desperate. .
Just when Guo Jing seemed to be sleeping but couldn't feel the pain at all, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
"You evil beast!!! How dare you!!"
Forced to open his confused eyes, Guo Jing saw two figures flying close to him at an extremely fast speed, followed by continuous "bang bang bang" sounds from all around him, accompanied by bursts of wailing sounds from the wolves, and he returned to the scene in an instant. calm.
"Jing'er! Jing'er!!"
A pair of big hands wrapped around Guo Jing. Seeing the visitor, Guo Jing smiled happily: "Master."
After speaking, he tilted his head and fell into a coma.
The two men could not help but tremble slightly as they looked at the tragic scene on the ground.
"How unreasonable! How unreasonable!! Ouyang Feng!! Ouyang Feng!!!"
Bang bang bang bang! ! !
The already exhausted wolves were smashed to pieces by the palm of the visitor's palm, and their corpses were flying all over the sky, accompanied by bursts of blood.
You can see how angry people are.
"Amitabha, my disciple."
A sad Buddhist chant sounded, and an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard hugged Zhu Ziliu's broken body and looked helpless, but Master Yideng and Hong Qigong both arrived.
He reached out to untie the monk's robe, wrapped his robe tightly around Zhu Ziliu's body with a flick of his hand, and then gently picked up the body, with a sharp look in his peaceful eyes: "Brother Hong, let's go back."
Holding the unconscious Guo Jing in front of him, Hong Qigong looked at his old friend who had evil aura coming out of him again, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"
With that said, the two of them spread out their movements and jumped away in the same direction.
At the same time, at a secret pool in the back mountain of Jueqing Valley, a group of people in white were squatting in the dark and constantly looking out. They saw that this was a natural barrier, narrow on the outside and wide on the inside. There was also a small hole behind it. It leads to the outside world for people to escape, and has a natural shape that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
It was the place where Gongsun Zhi's ancestors had stationed their private soldiers after escaping from the temple. However, Yang Guo accidentally discovered it. He had always had a bright idea and knew that if he fled too far with such a large group of people, he would definitely be punished if he fled too far. Hong Qigong caught up with him and simply implemented the dark-under-the-lantern strategy.
You want to chase me out, but I will hide under your nose, hiding in places you don't expect.
"Young Master, can the village owner find this place?"
At this time, a deacon from Baituo Mountain came to Yang Guo and asked sternly.
Yang Guo stared at the water pool with twinkling eyes and shook his head: "I don't know, it all depends on human factors. We can't stay in the Jueqing Valley any longer. We can only do the next best thing and wait here for the return of the Grand Master for three days. If the three days are up, we will Just leave.”
There were some things he didn't dare to say, that is, Ouyang Feng might have encountered an accident, because as soon as these words came out, there would be an immediate commotion in the team. At that time, he could not control these desperadoes who were licking blood from their swords.
"I hope the owner of the village is safe and sound." The middle-aged deacon glanced at Yang Guo with a sinister look, and then walked aside.
After looking at this person for a while, Yang Guo didn't say anything. At this moment, people were panicked, and coupled with physical fatigue, he could understand that everyone was depressed, and he didn't comment on their complaints.
The day fades and night falls.
Beside the nameless pool, even though they were hungry, the White Tuo Mountain people only dared to pick some wild fruits to wrap their stomachs, and did not dare to raise a bonfire for fear of attracting the pursuit of Hong Qigong and others.
Looking at the listless descendants of Baituoshan, Yang Guo felt helpless. This is the tragedy of those in power being too weak, and no one is convinced at all.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the mouth of the valley, causing Yang Guo's dull eyes to burst into brilliant colors.
"Guo'er."
(End of chapter)
