Hong Ling Niang supported Lao Hou with a determined look on her face. Now she can only risk her life to Bo! The flying knife in his hand was divided into three points, three points and nine points, and flew out.
"Using blood as a guide, nine levels of flying beauty will fall!"
As she spoke, Hong Ling Niang's seven orifices were bleeding. The flying knife was guided by the blood energy, completely cutting off the thread, and chased after the assassin like a ghost.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Ying San wanted to block with the dagger in his hand, but saw a flash of red light, and his whole body was shattered in an instant.
The same scene also happened to the other eight assassins, and the battle situation reversed again in an instant.
At this time, Hongling Niang vomited out a mouthful of blood again and fell over. Lao Hou even sat on the ground and panted. Apart from his face being a little pale, he looked fine.
"Water...water..." Lao Hou felt that the picture in front of him was blurred. He just felt that he was so thirsty and wanted to drink water.
Xiaochen saw this and pursued again. With a few sword blows, he also killed the shadow guard next to Hanniu.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Xiaochen was also a little tired. His spiritual energy was consumed a lot, and his body was panting violently at this time.
But it was obvious that it was not the time to sigh. The sword soul gradually became weak. Ling Cui laughed wildly and killed the sword soul with one sword. The broken blade exploded instantly and pierced towards him.
"Blood Sword Soul!" Gan Shufeng shouted. The death of his natal sword soul had a great impact on him, and he almost fell off the foundation due to his cultivation.
After a cloud of dust, Ling Cui pulled out the blade stuck on his arm and said coldly: "It's over. Although your struggle exceeded my expectations, it's all over now!"
As he said that, he swung his sword, and the light of the sword was like a long ray, coming straight towards Gan Shufeng.
"How could that happen?" Gan Shufeng looked at Ling Cui in surprise as he walked out of the whirlpool of the explosion. He was barely injured.
There was no bitterness in the corner of Gan Shufeng's mouth, after all.
"And me! Don't even think about touching the boss while I'm here!" Han Niu's eyes turned red when he saw this, and he shouted and rushed forward to block the sword light with his double axe.
"Bah!"
The sword light stopped for a few seconds as if it encountered resistance, and then flew away with Han Niu, hitting a tree more than ten meters away.
"Han Niu!" Gan Shufeng looked at Han Niu covered in blood, his eyes filled with heartache.
Ling Cui stepped forward step by step, looked at Xiao Chen who was still standing on the side, and then turned his head indifferently. He was just a junior at the 8th level of Qi Condensation, so he was nothing to worry about.
"Lao Gan, why do you think all this is necessary?" Ling Cui's eyes flashed wildly, the shadow guard's life was not worth mentioning in his eyes, as long as he was still alive.
Just as Ling Cui cut off the long sword in his hand, Gan Shufeng said nothing and looked angrily at Ling Cui in front of him. He knew that he was on the verge of desperation and could not avoid this blow.
"well!"
With a sigh, Xiaochen stepped forward and blocked Ling Cui's sword with his sword.
With a "ding" sound, the two swords collided together, and finally the sword tip stopped in front of Gan Shufeng's eyes.
"Brother Xiao! It doesn't have to be like this. You still have strength left, so run!" Gan Shufeng reacted immediately, threw a storage ring to Xiao Chen, and said loudly, in his eyes, a monk in the Qi Condensation stage can even block Ling Cui His sword was nothing more than an egg striking a stone.
And in his opinion, the other party has done enough, so much that he feels guilty. Without Xiaochen's strong strength, they would not be able to persist now.
Xiaochen did not go to pick up the storage ring, but looked at Ling Cui with cold eyes.
The same was true for Ling Cui. He found that he couldn't move forward even though he exerted force on his hand, so he withdrew his sword, looked at Xiaochen and said disdainfully: "Since you want to die quickly, I'll give you a ride!"
The long sword in his hand waved, and three sword lights flashed through. Although Ling Cui's mouth was contemptuous, his attack was ruthless.
"The first move of the Yixin Sword Technique breaks fate, kills people, and kills lives!" The long sword in Xiaochen's hand buzzed again, facing the sword light.
"I can win, just let me get closer!" Xiaochen thought to himself, and moved forward without retreating.
But the gap in cultivation was still there. Under the collision of sword lights, Xiao Chen's two swords were barely able to withstand it for a moment before being shot away. Three blood marks were also slashed on Xiao Chen's chest. Blood spattered everywhere, and he He was knocked back more than three meters by the sword energy before he could stop.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiaochen's mouth, and the spiritual energy in his body was backlashed. His aura surged all over his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Ling Cui turned around at this time and looked at Xiaochen with a flash of coldness in his eyes. During the Qi Condensation stage, he could block several of his blows. This kind of person should never be left behind. He quickly stepped forward and wanted to kill him with a sword. future trouble.
"It's over boy, destroying slash!"
Looking at Ling Cui's unconcealed smile in front of him, Xiao Chen also raised the corner of his mouth and said: "The first move of Yixin Sword Technique, three swords to destroy the soul!"
In an instant, a golden light flashed and struck directly into Ling Cui's head. Ling Cui immediately had a severe headache, as if his brain had been hit by a hammer. The sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a sound, and he opened his teeth and claws, covering his head and shouting.
"Ah! Ah! My head!!"
Xiaochen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It was such a close distance that severely damaged his soul. If it were further away, it would be difficult.
"good chance!"
Xiaochen immediately raised his sword and swung it out.
The cold light came through, Ling Cui looked at the long sword coming out of his chest in disbelief, and looked at Xiao Chen with shock on his face. He still doesn't know why he lost.
"Uh-huh!"
The long sword was taken out, and Xiaochen saw Ling Cui fall, and he stabbed him twice without worry until he was completely motionless.
"Huh..." Xiaochen put away his sword and then sat down to breathe.
Gan Shufeng on the side was stunned when Xiaochen used the golden sword light, and then he was even more shocked when he saw Xiaochen kill Ling Cui very simply.
Although he couldn't figure out how Xiaochen killed Ling Cui, he looked at Xiaochen blankly, and finally couldn't figure out the reason.
"As long as you survive." Gan Shufeng murmured. He was also seriously injured and was exhausted.
In the flames, Han Niu was busy going back and forth. Among all the people, he was the least injured. Although he was chopped more than ten meters away, he only suffered some skin injuries.
Xiaochen was leaning against the tree, having just taken several pills, but he was still very weak. His upper body was naked, and the three sword wounds on his chest were being bandaged.
"Mr. Xiao, how do you feel?" Li Jingyun's eyes turned red from crying. She helped Xiaochen wrap up the wound layer by layer with gauze. Her hands were shaking as she watched the blood seep into the layers of gauze.
"It's okay, Miss Li." Xiaochen whispered. His wound was not fatal. He only needed to stop the bleeding at this time.
After hearing this, Li Jingyun immediately got up and went to take care of Hongling Niang and Lao Hou in the sedan. Both of them had fainted at this time. Hong Ling Niang's breath was very weak, but fortunately her pulse was stable, while Lao Hou was He was covered in cold sweat all the time, and there was no color on his face.
Gan Shufeng had recovered a lot at this time, and could at least walk on the ground. He walked over and leaned against Xiao Chen, thanking him: "Brother Xiao, it's all thanks to you this time."
"You're welcome, Uncle Gan, I'm just being entrusted by others..." Xiaochen glanced at him and responded weakly. He was a little tired, but his spiritual power was slowly recovering. The actual situation was better than it seemed. The situation is much better.
Gan Shufeng felt a little ashamed after hearing this. He put his big hand on Xiao Chen's shoulder, placed a storage ring in front of Xiao Chen and said, "This is Ling Cui's storage ring. It should be given to Brother Xiao."
Xiaochen nodded in agreement.
At this time, Hanniu also gathered many corpses together, dug two pits, and buried them separately. While burying them, he cried and said: "Lao Liang, and Lao He..."
The smell of blood was blown away by the evening breeze, and the dead were irretrievable, but the living had to pack up and move on.
After a night of silence, the condition of several people recovered a lot, and a few mortals hiding under the carriage survived. At this time, the carriage was slowly advancing, and a few sticks of incense were burning on the grave behind them.
"Water!" Lao Hou in the sedan suddenly stood up and said loudly with a ferocious expression.
"Here comes the water, here comes the water!" Li Jingyun quickly handed the kettle to Lao Hou.
Lao Hou quickly took it and drank it.
"Lao Hou! How are you!" Gan Shufeng quickly walked to the sedan at this time, signaling to the driver in front to stop, and said anxiously.
After drinking the water, Lao Hou's eyes became much clearer. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he spit out a mouthful of black blood.
"Lao Hou!" Gan Shufeng shouted eagerly, and Lao Hou's eyes that slowly lost focus regained some of their energy again.
Lao Hou vomited blood and said intermittently: "Master...I, Hou Ping...vomit..."
"I've been following you for more than ten years... I know... I've known since I entered the industry... Sooner or later this will happen..."
"one day..."
Gan Shufeng held Lao Hou's hand, his eyes couldn't stop dripping, and said: "Lao Hou! Lao Hou! Everything will be fine..."
Hou Ping smiled nonchalantly and spat out another mouthful of blood. His eyes slowly lost focus and he whispered: "The thing I can't let go of the most is... Li'er... the head of the family... you want... ."
"I will, I will definitely help you take care of your daughter. Your daughter is my daughter, Lao Hou! Lao Hou!!!" Gan Shufeng shouted loudly, but Hou Ping in front of him turned purple and had already lost his breath.
Han Niu was also silent at this time, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.
Xiaochen shook his head slightly, Hou Ping was already poisoned into his bones. Thinking about Lao Hou who had roasted chicken legs for him before and asked him if he was willing to settle down, Xiaochen felt a little shaken in his heart.
Gan Shufeng knelt down in front of Lao Hou's grave. He seemed to be dozens of years older at this time. The little bumpkin in front of him was his brother who had been with him for decades. The two of them opened an escort agency together, drank and bragged together, and imagined the future together. , running darts again and again, friends leaving one by one, and now even Lao Hou has left him, which makes him doubt the meaning of running darts.
He couldn't help but think about why he opened the escort agency in the first place... At that time, he was young and energetic, but he was struggling as a casual practitioner and felt that resources limited his potential.
"Old Hou, it's really difficult for us casual cultivators. Look at a foundation-building pill in Zhixue Hall, which is worth 20 middle-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones!"
"Yes, boss, but what can we do about this? We have always been like this among casual cultivators. We only entered the sect when we were older, and we also learned miscellaneous cultivation techniques. Those sects naturally look down on us mud-legged people. !”
Thinking of this, Gan Shufeng also sighed. At this time, the crowd around him started to get restless. It turned out that the escort from Tanshe Escort Bureau had returned. The two of them were immediately as envious as the casual cultivators around them.
"I heard that a escort trip costs five to six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and the higher ones cost tens of thousands!"
"Yeah yeah!"
"Let's also set up a bodyguard bureau, boss!" Hou Ping said at this time, listening to the envy of the people around him.
Gan Shufeng said hesitantly: "Lao Hou, running a dart is too dangerous."
But listening to the envious voices of the people around him, and thinking of the expensive Foundation Establishment Pill on the counter, he also became firm, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, Lao Hou, we will also create an escort agency, we will also run escorts, and we will be casual practitioners." I have always been helpless and had no choice but to fight with my life!”
Hou Ping naturally agreed happily. The two drank wine all night. The next day, the two people who were in debt happily cut the red ribbons. The Canaan Escort Bureau was established in a shabby room. small house door.
With their desperate spirit and low prices, the two brothers' business grew bigger and bigger, and more and more brothers and sisters gathered around them. Gradually, they also accumulated savings. Hou Ping gave the first opportunity to build a foundation to Gan Shufeng.
But there is no dart running without accidents, and no one without death...
again and again...
Seeing his brothers and sisters leaving one by one, Gan Shufeng also felt extremely tired. He wanted to quit after this escort trip. He wanted to do this very much, and he wanted to do this more than once.
"Lao Hou, my little sister is dead. I don't want to run escorts anymore. My little sister is dead!"
"Boss, I know, but what else can we do if we don't run escorts? There are so many brothers behind us who still need to eat at home. What else can they do without this business!"
Gan Shufeng was silent. He had no choice. There were hundreds of brothers behind him waiting to eat. He... couldn't stop...
Han Niu looked at Gan Shufeng, who was still kneeling in front of Hou Ping's grave, with tears in his eyes, and told Xiao Chen the story he knew about Lao Hou.
Xiaochen was silent for a long time before sighing: "Rogue cultivator, casual cultivator, if you give up everything in your life for the path of immortality, then you have the slightest chance to gain..."
After seeing the width of the Immortal Road, they were attracted and tried their best to fight for it, but they didn't know that it was still so insignificant in the end.
"Is it trivial?" Xiao Chen also couldn't deny it. Aren't the human beings just ordinary people who try their best to carry forward their lives...
