"Don't look back, Pique. Zhu Tian said. "I'll help you watch him. ”

Amanda's fat body emerged from a hallway, and he was still hesitating whether to follow him, and in the dark, he always felt that somewhere, someone was watching him, and this strange feeling made him confused......

The sky that had been dotted with stars was once again buried with a layer of dark clouds, and the two crows seemed to smell the bloody breath in the peaceful town, flew under the dark clouds, and then were chased by the falcon that was also attracted by the smell of blood.

Amanda listened to the sad song that sounded in the sky, and the jealousy in her heart deepened, but he still walked out of the peaceful town......

Peake felt a chill on his face, and then heard a snapping sound hitting the brim of his hat, which turned out to be a drizzle of rain.

There hasn't been a single rain in the whole summer, and as the summer is about to pass, it unusually light rain begins, which is the first rain of the summer, and probably the last rain of the summer.

Peake never wanted to go out on a rainy day, because his father died on that rainy summer night......

"You're okay Pique, if you're tired, give me your body!" Zhu Tian said in his heart. "We may not have to worry about frequent soul changes in the future, after being turned on by the old priest, I feel more powerful than ever, last time we transformed souls twice in one day, I didn't suffer any harm at all. ”

"We shouldn't have shared the vision of spiritual power, I don't have a memory of your release of spiritual power, and when I released my spiritual power to fly out just now, you shouldn't have seen the scene I saw. Picke paused for a moment and said in his heart, "So, you don't know the exact location of Haysjia's mother. ”

"It's true that it's a pity that you can't share your mental power, but Peake, have you ever thought about what will happen if I control my body when you control your mental power and fly out?"

"Perhaps, if we have a chance, we can try ......"

Sherlock and Roald, both reticent men, took the three-meter spear in their hands and ran into the woods with Pique.

The drizzle was covered by the leaves, and Peake wanted to shake off the droplets on his hat, but suddenly thought that there was not a single hair on his head at this time, and the hand that had just been stretched out was retracted, and he determined the direction again, and said to the two warriors behind him: "That group of horse thieves is in this low wood, it is estimated that we will encounter them in a while, do you have any ideas?" ”

"Just go over and kill it. Blackface Roald said succinctly.

Sherlock, on the other hand, was a little more thoughtful, he thought for a moment, and said, "If there are too many horse thieves, we can't take care of you......"

"There were only eight of them. Pique said, "I can be sure. ”

"You ......," Sherlock said in amazement, "how do I feel that you are the leader of the horse thieves." As he finished speaking, he felt that the joke seemed very logical, and maybe Pique was trying to trick them into killing them......

"Hahahaha!" Peake knew their concerns and said, "I also secretly heard from the leader of the horse thieves, who said that he had eight brothers hiding here. ”

"Are you sure it's eight?" Roald asked.

"Sure!" replied Pique.

"If it's eight people, everyone fights, and we still can't take care of you. ”

"Then when I saw the horse thief, I hid behind you and watched you from afar. ”

"That's the best!"

As they spoke, they heard several horses chirping in the woods.

The horse thief is just around the corner!

"Let's go!" Sherlock walked ahead, trying to keep his steps as light as he could and not to break the dead wood and fallen leaves, but fortunately a light rain was muffling their footsteps.

About fifty paces away, Peake saw a quaint carriage parked in the woods, and two horse thieves were standing around it, walking back and forth, and among them there seemed to be people complaining about the bad weather, and it was evident from the fire that had just been extinguished next to them that they must have just finished roasting something, and on the trees next to them, seven or eight black horses tied to them, were walking impatiently to avoid the drops of water falling from the trees.

Presumably, the noble lady was in the carriage.

Sherlock paused and pressed his hand against Pique.

Pique understood, quietly lowered his body, and stopped here.

Pique thought to himself, it would be good to leave the rest of the matter to these two samurai, he didn't know any martial arts, and even if he went with them, he would only help him.

Sherlock and Roald had black iron swords hanging from their waists and a three-meter-long knight's spear in their hands, and quietly touched them.

They lowered their spears horizontally, keeping them as close to the ground as possible so as not to reveal their whereabouts.

Looking at this scene, Pique was stunned, and his mood fluctuated with the two figures.

Finally, they touched the vicinity of the horse thieves, and Peake saw the two spears stab out, one in the back and the front of the chest, and the other at an even more tricky angle, directly into the neck of the horse thief on the other side of the carriage!

The two horse thieves next to the carriage were dealt with in an instant!

At this time, the rest of the horse thieves also heard the sound, and some drew their long knives, and some raised their iron swords.

"Who is it?" Seeing the blood pouring from the two companions and collapsing, they quickly gathered together and ran towards the carriage.

In the darkness, the spear stabbed out again, but this time it did not directly hit the body of the horse thief, but was blocked by the horse thieves who were already on guard.

These horse thieves' martial arts skills are not weak, and I saw a horse thief who used a knife reacted extremely quickly, one hand instantly grabbed the shaft of the spear, and the other hand slashed along the tail end of the spear.

If the owner of the spear doesn't let go, his finger will be cut off!

It seems that he has predicted the horse thief's movements, Sherlock has already let go when he stabbed out the spear, he is about to send the spear to the other party! I saw that he suddenly pulled out the black iron long sword at his waist, and stabbed sideways forward, not only dodging the blade of the long knife, but also sending the black iron long sword into the opponent's body!

The sword bypassed the delicate-looking leather armor and went through his crotch and out at the back of his waist, killing another horse thief, and the spear fell to the ground with a thud.

Sherlock knelt on the ground, his head tilted back, dodging the scimitar of the other horse thief, and before he could pull the black iron sword out of the horse thief's lower body, he picked up the spear, and without looking around, he directly slashed a circle.

The three horse thieves around him were forced back several steps by the round spear, and then looked at Roald's side, and also solved a horse thief with an iron sword.

There are only three horse thieves left!

It seems that the information given by Pique is wrong, and there are only seven horse thieves here.

In two breaths, they killed four of them.

The remaining three thieves finally saw their enemies, but it was too late, and Sherlock stepped over alone, and his spear stabbed and swept away, forcing the three horse thieves back several steps.

The horse thieves looked at each other, and had no intention of escaping, but separated one and ran to the carriage! The other two besieged Sherlock desperately.

Roald had already stood guard in front of the carriage, and when he saw the horse thief rushing towards him desperately, he stabbed out the spear in his hand.

The horse thief tried to block with his knife, but unexpectedly, the spear was extremely powerful, and directly knocked his scimitar diagonally away.

The unarmed thief did not panic, but suddenly leaned down, dodged the oncoming spear, and pounced on Roald's legs.

How could Roald let him succeed, his thighs tensed, and a knee hit directly shattered the bridge of the horse thief's nose, and he raised his foot and stepped directly on the horse thief's neck.

Looking at Sherlock's side, perhaps because the spear was too long for close combat, he threw away the spear and began to dodge the two horse thieves' swords with his bare hands.

Without weapons, Sherlock had no way to perform effective attacks for a while, so he could only dodge left and right, dodging round after round of attacks, and finally, the blade scraped his forearm, cutting a bloody cut.

"And then!" Rodell tossed his black iron sword at Sherlock.

Sherlock reached out to catch his sword, and the two horse thieves suddenly became cautious, leaving themselves room to retreat when they attacked again.

Roald saw the strength of the two horse thieves at a glance, shook his head, and then walked to the carriage: "Madame......" He lifted the curtain of the carriage, and in the darkness, he suddenly saw an iron sword with a cold light coming towards him!

There was no time to dodge, and he didn't think to dodge at all, and the iron sword pierced deep into his shoulder and pierced out from the other end.

Roald frothed there, a stream of blood coming out of his mouth.

Originally...... There really are eight horse thieves......