This is a knife that Su swordfish broke through the net.

As long as his iron sword pierced into Su Jian's shoulder blade.

Then his legs will inevitably be cut off by Su Jian's scimitar.

Su Jian's injuries were serious.

But his knife was still a magic knife.

It is definitely different from ordinary kitchen knives and pig killing knives.

Lu Fengming hesitated slightly.

The scimitar had cut through the flesh of his legs.

Startled, he shrank and retreated three feet sharply.

Although the knife did not cut off his legs, the wound was also deep and bone-insighted, and the injury was not light!

After Su Jian slashed out that knife, his hand trembled even more.

He didn't know if he could make a second cut?

Will you die after the second cut?

Fortunately, Wu Meier has become much more witty.

She immediately picked up Su Jian and fled.

Now the only way out is to escape.

Although in Su Jian's life, he has never escaped when facing the enemy.

Compared with Su Jian, who is quite tall and handsome, Wu Meier looks much smaller and thinner.

So she galloped with a big man on her shoulder, looking more like a monkey, and began her journey of death with a camel on her back.

Wu Meier's strength is not small, but because of the difference in height, her running speed is greatly affected.

Fortunately, Lu Fengming, who was chasing behind, was not lightly injured.

He took off his shirt, tore it into bandages, wrapped it tightly around the bleeding wound, and gritted his teeth to chase for his life.

He knew it was the best opportunity.

Only stupid people will turn a blind eye to opportunities and abandon them!

......

The night was bleak, and the wind was roaring.

Wu Mei'er fled with Su Jian on her back.

I only felt that my shoulders were getting heavier and heavier.

That's because Su Jian has become weaker and weaker.

The strength is getting smaller!

If you are carrying something of the same weight.

It is much lighter for a living creature to carry on its back than for a dead creature.

Wu Mei'er was already so tired that she was panting and sweating.

But she still gritted her silver teeth and struggled to support herself.

She must not let Su Jian fall into Lu Fengming's hands.

"Master Su! you ...... Are you okay?" couldn't hear Su Jian speak for a long time, and Wu Mei'er was anxious and panicked in her heart.

She didn't know where they were fleeing?

I don't know, where is the end of the escape?

When a person is full of confusion about the future.

It's going to be a lot of dread!

"I'm fine, which direction are we fleeing from?" Su Jian asked in a weak voice.

"Passing through a bamboo forest, there is a mass grave not far ahead!" After all, Wu Meier is still very familiar with the terrain here.

Even at night, she didn't lose her way.

Most importantly, the lush bamboo forest, is a very obvious mark.

At the mention of mass graves, Wu Meier had a bad premonition.

It's a place where the dead are buried.

There are also many corpses of dead people, abandoned on the barren hills, eroded by the years, torn by birds and wolves, and finally only scattered white bones are left, extremely desolate!

"Are we going to go in a different direction?" Wu Mei'er asked with a gasp.

"No, just go to the mass grave! That's the only place to live, it's really heaven and earth!" Unexpectedly, Su Jian suddenly came to his senses, and he had confidence when he spoke.

Wu Mei'er didn't know what was going on, since Su Jian was happy, she was happy.

As long as Su Jian said that there was still a glimmer of life, Wu Meier would be greatly encouraged!

What women are most afraid of is hearing desperate voices, desperate messages.

Especially, if you can't hear hope from the men you love deeply, then how can they live?

Lu Fengming chased after him very quickly.

It's like a wounded wolf.

Endure hunger and pain, and also catch up with the prey ahead!

He didn't understand, a petite woman.

Carrying a tall man on his back.

How can you still run so fast?

If it weren't for the fact that he had a sensitive nose and a superhuman sense of smell like a hound, he would have almost chased the person in front of him.

He doesn't understand Wu Meier because he doesn't understand love at all.

I don't understand that a woman, for the sake of her beloved man, can endure any hardship, can endure any grievances, even in the face of death, she will never retreat and give up.

Even if they are in a hurry, they will even bite the wolf hard!

But Lu Fengming knew very well that there was a bamboo forest ahead.

Wu Mei'er, who was overwhelmed by heavy loads, and Su Jian, who was getting seriously injured, could not pass through the bamboo forest safely no matter what.

"Stop for a moment," When he saw the bamboo forest in front of him, churning like a sea of ink, Su Jian suddenly stopped Wu Mei'er and said.

"Childe, what's the matter?" Wu Mei'er was about to hurriedly step on the sheep intestine path between the bamboo forests, when she heard Su Jian's call, she asked puzzledly.

"Will you use a hidden weapon?" Su Jian's words of inquiry were also very strange.

"It's a little bit, but it's not fine," Wu Mei'er frowned and asked, "What's more, I don't have a hidden weapon on me, why did Su Gongzi ask this?"

"There is an ambush in the bamboo forest ahead," Su Jian said with certainty.

"Ah, how does Su Gongzi know?" asked Wu Mei'er in surprise.

"If you are locked up in a dark room every day to count mosquitoes, and you can't count them, you will be punished with a snake-like whip, and after three months of practice, you can judge that there are at least seven masters in ambush in the bamboo forest," Su Jian said with difficulty.

Wu Mei'er was stunned, she had never heard of such a terrifying training method in the world!

"Then Su Gongzi, let's take a detour!" Wu Mei'er asked weakly.

"It's too late," Su Jian sighed, "Lu Fengming will never give us so much time and opportunity. ”

"However, I really don't have a hidden weapon on me, how can I deal with those masters?" Wu Mei'er said eagerly.

"I brought it," Su Jian said, "It's some rainstorm pear flower needles, although this kind of hidden weapon is the most ordinary, but it is the most practical! Only the most practical hidden weapon will be the most ordinary!"

"Does Su Gongzi still have a secret weapon?" Wu Mei'er asked in surprise.

Because the top masters generally disdain to hurt people with secret arrows.

"There are 174 kinds of hidden weapons in the world, and I am familiar with 172 of them, but I never use them," Su Jian's words once again made Wu Mei'er feel deeply shocked.

Only those who are most proficient in hidden weapons can know the enemy's hidden weapons well, and they are the least likely to be injured by various hidden weapons.

"Where is Su Gongzi's hidden weapon hidden?" Wu Mei'er came to the spirit.

"It's hidden in the pocket on my chest," Su Jian said, "There are only ten silver needles in total, but a secret weapon master will never waste any silver needles in his hand." ”

"I know, but I ......" Wu Mei'er frowned, ashamed and about to say something, but was interrupted by Su Jian.

"I know that with your secret weapon technique, not even one of these silver needles can hit the enemy," this sentence was a bit hurtful, but Su Jian said it extremely seriously.

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