Chapter 142, an inexplicable battle
"Huh!" fell from the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info looked at the blood flowing from the carriage, and he couldn't believe that his mother would kill her daughter.
"What are you doing!" Wulou rushed over and ripped the lady away. She didn't know martial arts, so she threw herself to the ground. Head hit the ground. He fainted.
"Oh, that thief! What are you doing! Come on, give it to me!" Shen Yuanwai seemed to be very angry! Several family members pounced.
Wulou casually sent a few family members away. Who said to Shen Yuanwai: "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, why did you do it?"
Shen Yuanwai pointed to Wulou's nose and said, "This is my family matter! Don't think that because you are strong in martial arts, you can do whatever you want! My own daughter, I know in my heart! Everything I do is for her good! Come on!" Shen Yuanwai shouted. More and more people are running out of the house!
Wulou picked up the woman, flew to the room, and disappeared in front of the eyes of the family members after a few moves. A group of family members, you look at me, I look at you, you don't know martial arts, everyone is in the house. How to chase?
"A bunch of garbage! don't chase me yet!" In the face of Shen Yuanwai's roar, a group of family members could only go around the street. Chase in the direction of leaving without a building.
"You..... Why are you ......" The woman was in the arms of Wulou. Asked intermittently.
Wulou stepped on a roof, and with another leap, he said: "If I save you once, I will save you again." ”
"No... It's useless...," the woman said.
"Don't worry, wait for them to calm down. I'll take you back again. Make it clear to them. We can't go to the clinic in the small town, I'll take you to the clinic in the county seat. As long as the injury is healed. Everything will be easier in the future. Wulou comforted.
The woman's pale face gradually became ruddy. She smiled. Said to Wulou: "Thank you, you are such a good person." ”
Wulou Zhengse said: "The training of the teacher, do your best to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, this is the duty that I and my teacher have adhered to for thousands of years." As for whether he is a good person, I think ..... I'm supposed to be a good person, right?"
The woman smiled and said, "That's good." I.... I'm 16 years old. Next year.... I'm going to get married! this year.... I made a wish. You... Do you know what it is?"
Wulou has rushed to the avenue, ready to go uphill and jump down the mountain. It's much closer. Hearing the woman's words, she asked rhetorically, "What is it?"
The woman said softly, "Yes.... I want to ....." Before the sentence was finished, the woman's head tilted to the side weakly. One hand also rose and fell with the body.
"What do you want?" Wulou didn't hear the woman continue. Asked.
But there was no answer. He looked down. Immediately stopped. Person. Standing on the top of the hillside. The woman in her arms has long been silent. The blood was still ticking from her back and down Wulou's arm. Left from the elbow and dripping into the dirt uphill.
Why? Why is this happening? Wulou asked himself. It has only been a year since he came out of the master, and he has nothing but martial arts and the teachings of the master. I didn't understand anything else, but I learned a lot of things during the year. Modesty, prudence, morality, and so on. Every bit I did was very reasonable! How could this happen?
Holding the woman's body that was already silent. Standing on the hillside, the breeze blowing. Hair ripples. Heart..... It's also rippling! I can't think about it, I can't figure it out!
A group of people marched on the avenue on the other side of the uphill slope. Meng Jingye rode on a horse. Boredom looked around. It's boring. Waste of time. It's better to go to the swamp and kill some people, and plunder some proficiency is more comfortable.
Suddenly, Meng Jingye felt a strong murderous aura attacking. He drew his long sword and shouted, "Alert!" and all the disciples jumped out of the carriage.
He had barely finished speaking when a shadow appeared beside him. Meng Jingye slashed away with a sword, "Choke!" A violent metal clash sounded.
The horse neighed and took two steps back. Meng Jingye had no choice but to turn over and get up. A flip in the air unloaded the power. Take a closer look. It's no floor!
Wulou rushed over again. A sword is slashed out. "What are you doing, we don't seem to mess with you, do we?" Meng Jingye blocked his attack again. shouted.
"Let's do it. Otherwise.... You're all going to die!" Wulou's eyes were red. Holding the sword, Meng Jingye said on the other side.
Leng Feng tore open the strip of cloth holding the big sword. Turn over and dismount. stood next to Meng Jingye. Not a word was spoken.
Meng Jingye looked at Wulou's appearance. It doesn't seem to be reasonable. I know that I can't hide from a fight. With his hands behind his back, he waved at his men. They will slowly retreat consciously. Also know. This kind of scene of fighting. They can't help at all. You can only drag your feet!
Wulou's long sword flicked and spit out a word: "Wind!" A roll of white air waves hit. The sound of hissing in the air makes people know that this trick is probably not that simple.
Meng Jingye made a sword move. A young girl dressed in a floral skirt and carrying a flower basket. Scattered petals. Colorful flower petals are all around, and you can faintly hear the laughter of a young girl.
The two strokes collided, and the girl went from head to toe. Fragmented, the petals were cut into powder in the air. But the wave of air has only been reduced by half.
Leng Feng's big sword was grasped, and the sword ghost appeared behind him. A purple flame climbed up the body of the great sword. "Night Crow!" he slashed out, purple fire splashed, scattered in the air, turned into night crows, and pounced.
Wulou did not wait for each other to cancel each other, but jumped up. Said: "Town!" A big golden character fell from the sky.
I don't know why, neither of them resisted hard, pounced, turned over with one hand, and hid on both sides. The two of them attacked Wulou at the same time. Meng Jingye, Luoying's sword sword was used, and the petals flew for a while. The fragrance is overflowing. Leng Feng, the knife ghost smirked. Purple sword qi continued to slash down.
No building. Holding a sword in one hand, the swordsmanship is constantly tricky. should follow Leng Feng's sword skills. The palm of one hand is broken. gave Meng Jingye a lot of pressure, but Wulou's offensive was still fierce, and it seemed that the two of them didn't put much pressure on him. It can be seen how strong he is.
The three of them fought all the way from the avenue to the forest.
"Bang!" Meng Jingye was beaten to a big tree. The big tree broke off in response, and the corners of Meng Jingye's mouth were bleeding, but he didn't care, and attacked again with a long sword.
Leng Feng was slashed four or five meters by a sword, and his feet ploughed a deep mark on the ground. It's hard to stop. With a single hand, he pulled it out of the ground. Attacked again.
The long sword of Wulou was horizontal in front of his eyebrows. Said: "Wai, slash!" A wave of air emerged from all around. From the outside in. Look at the distance of several tens of meters. It's no longer possible to get out of it. Countless sword qi appeared out of thin air!