Chapter Ninety-Seven: Chasing the Soul for a Thousand Miles
Mark rubbed his heels with interest,
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"Let go, let my daughter go...... I'm at your mercy...... Disposal. Old Sherlock looked back, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he grabbed Marco's leg and said it clearly: "Kill me, let my daughter go." ”
Marco frowned as if he was seriously considering this suggestion: "No, I would also like to keep her for private collection, but I killed her father in front of her, I am afraid that I will have nightmares if I sleep with her!" Marco shrugged, and the force on his leg easily shook the old lord to the side.
"Let it go...... Put...... past him. Old Sherlock leaned against the wall, covered in blood and dying, and stretched out a hand to Marco: "Please, let her go." ”
"Blame your troubled eldest daughter, who went against the association and helped those fake knights kill our people, do you know that one of the people who was executed by your eldest daughter was the second heir to my Ethan family, my cousin who grew up together!"
With a twist of his ankle, he broke Lin Keer's wrist with a "Kala".
"Ahh
"Hmph, it's just like your unlucky sister!"
"Smack!" another sweeping leg kick shattered Lin Keer's left thigh bone.
Lin Ke'er's howl was miserable, and the housekeeper and a few old servants standing at the staircase had already fled and didn't know where to go.
It was so sudden and miserable that at this time, the poor girl who was powerless was really helpless and had no way to go to heaven and earth.
Old Sherlock crawled towards Marco with all his strength, dragging his body to the ground with a bloody path, one hand on the heel of Marco's back shoe, "Please, please...... If you want to kill, you have to scrape...... Don't hurt my daughter......"
"Old thing, it's not dead yet!" Marco was in high spirits, but was swept away by the old lord, and kicked him out again, and the old lord slammed into the opposite wall with a "bang", and his whole body fell apart and collapsed, and he couldn't live.
"Hmph, I have to do it all over again, tsk, it's better to have the pleasure of revenge against a delicate girl!" He stepped towards Lin Ke'er's lower body with a fierce kick, the poor girl's face was already distorted in pain, and the person shrank into a ball, twitching on the ground, with nowhere to hide.
"Hah!" Marco narrowed, intending to enjoy the most touching of the skin.
"Smack!" Marco stomped forward, almost falling into the mud, completely unprepared and didn't even have time to open his eyes.
As a result, there was no soft body foot on the visual distance, but instead a tiled floor that was ten centimeters lower.
"it!"
He took a few steps ahead before he braked the car and opened his eyes.
What the hell is going on?
I saw a girl in white covered in blood floating in the air more than a dozen steps away,
Marco was startled, and looked closely,
It turned out that the girl was resisted on the shoulders of a pink guy.
"Who dare to obstruct the Assassin Society's enforcement of family law!"
Marco was the first to say, "Report your name!"
Ignoring him, he turned his head and carried the girl away.
I don't care if such a big back resistance will affect the wounds on the girl's body.
I saw that Lin Keer was like a hemp bag, being thrown around by him on his shoulder, and he was in pain.
"Where did you get the stick! Put the man down for me!" Marco was furious, and was shocked that the other party had walked these few steps really extraordinary, how could he carry a big living person without the strength of the child?
It's angry that this pink guy dares not to reply to his words, and he still turns his back to himself, looking down on people!
"Hmph!
Mark. How could the master of the Ethan ninja clan watch a strange man take his target away like this? He pulled out a stabbing sword like a snake letter from his waist,
"Arrogant fellow, stay alive!"
Mark. Ethan jumped more than two feet high out of thin air, his body as if he was not bound by gravity, and he remained at that height, accelerating suddenly, like a human javelin, stabbing through the wilderness behind him.
Marco was in the air, not showing the momentum of falling, accelerating three times in a row, and in the last few meters, the flying bayonet sword was faster than the diving harrier eagle.
This trick is called "Chasing Souls for a Thousand Miles" is created by the great ninja of the Ethan clan, and it is said that when practiced to the extreme, you can stab thousands of miles away, rush faster and faster, and accelerate hundreds of steps to catch up with lightning!
In the corridor that is not very wide, Marco's bayonet sword swings into a deadly ring that covers his head and face, closing the space in the corridor so that he can dodge, and directly takes the head of the barren.
He didn't look back, but as if he had eyes behind him, Jin Jing's eyes didn't blink, and the abnormal flow of the surrounding air was all under his eyes. Perhaps his body reacted faster than he could think, and he turned over with a harrier on his back, and with his toes on the wall at the top of the staircase, he turned around and jumped up the steps of the second floor.
Marco followed closely, and the sword pointed at the wall just about to turn in the same direction,
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest.
"Click!" this is called retribution coming too quickly, and it is too late to react.
Marco's sternum was smashed in half by a heavy foot that broke the stone,
The castration of the person in the air was old, the wrist of the sword was weak, the sword could not be borrowed, and the whole person "bang!" was slapped head-on on the wall at the staircase.
At that time, he was unconscious.
Look at the wilderness again, when he reflexively attacked the flying legs, the movements were natural and smooth, and when he saw that the other party really fell, he felt frightened, and he could escape with such a danger, and he couldn't help but be frightened and rejoiced, "hehe" smirk.
"Demon, son of demon beasts, no...... No, on ...... Immortal," only Lin Ke'er on his back was shaken back and forth by him and tossed miserably, spit out a few unwritten words in his mouth, and finally fainted.
"Hurt me Ethan ninja clan, where is the thief going!" A slender figure sprang out of the porch on the first floor, wearing an emerald green open-body cheongsam, holding a black scarf with a fan and masking his face, but looking at the long raised Yan'er eyebrows and apricot eyes, the eyebrows were a little cinnabar red, wasn't it the beauty who glimpsed in the carriage?
A swinging fan waved into a cross in front of his chest, "Whoosh!" With a sound of shaking fan flying out of his hand, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, he walked in a strange arc and went straight to the neck of the absurd.
Araku didn't know what a face was, so he hurriedly rolled on the spot, and when he turned up, he saw the blade-edged fan flying back upside down against his nose, and there was no danger at this moment. But Lin Ke'er, who was thrown around by him, was hurt by the floor, and woke up pitifully.
Araku didn't bother to apologize, and another donkey rolled and hid in the reception room on his right.
I heard the sound of footsteps outside. Immediately afterwards, there was the shouting of "hey!" and the "crackling" sound of poison darts pressing against the door.
Wasted his head low, and hid in the big cabinet with Lin Ke'er in his arms.
He felt that Lin Ke'er had a good hand and mustered up all the strength to grope around for something,
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "click", and before he understood what was going on, his feet were empty, his body and legs were folded together, and his buttocks were down, and he "fell".