Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Fat Trip?
"Pedal, pedal, stare at ......" Yang Hongda struggled to open his eyes.
The light pierced his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to cry, and he tried to look up, trying to see who was the enemy who was going to kill him!
"I only hate to affect the young lady......" Looking at the little girl who also fell beside him, looking at the pale and delicate little face, and looking at her frowning brows as if she was asleep, he fell into deep self-blame.
"It's a pity that I can't pull a few pads!"
In the Shattered Realm, the abilities in the martial artist's body are fused with the muscle meridians, and the Jin Dan has also turned into the nourishment of the mutation of the flesh as early as the time of the "Broken Dan", and it is impossible to detonate the Jin Dan to severely damage the enemy in the desperate and hopeless situation like the martial artists of the Dan Realm. Unless, after breaking through the late stage of shattering, the "transformation" of the physical body tends to be perfect, and it is impossible to absorb more abilities, at this time, the cultivator can re-refine the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the body and rebuild the ability!
From the shattered peak to the realm of "Heavenly Position", its difficulty is much higher than the original three realms of "Enlightenment", "Qi Sea", and "Jiedan......
"Hey, are you okay, do you want to stay in the middle of the road like this?" This forest road is not wide, and he really can't pass it when this person, no, these two people, one horizontal and one vertical, stop here.
And, obviously, there must be some "conspiracy" here......
Who would lie in the middle of a path that stretched out on either side of an endless jungle in broad daylight, or a man in the prime of life, and a little girl?
"It doesn't look like there's a wound all over the body...... Could it be that it is a new method of bandits?" The man who was still lying on the ground in front of him did not have any scars on his body, but he looked like he was dying of shortness of breath, and it was difficult not to doubt his purpose.
"You...... You, who are?" Yang Hongda turned his head and finally saw the comer.
The fair-skinned face is significantly no older than twenty years old, maybe even younger, the doubts on his face and the vigilance in his eyes are full of old age, short black hair, and a light white warrior costume all set off a trace of handsomeness and extraordinary.
"This person is extraordinary! But who is he?" Yang Hongda himself was also puzzled, he was very sure that among the enemies who followed closely in the rear, there was absolutely no one in front of him, he had fought with them, and he was very "familiar" with each of them. But who was he? Halfway through?
"It's not like, this son is only twenty, looking at his qi veins, there is a lot of interaction with the surrounding environment between standing and breathing-at least Dan Realm! Such a young Dan Realm martial artist!"
He has seen a lot of geniuses, but they are all reserve talents cultivated by the organization, all of which are obtained through rigorous selection step by step, and their number comes from the accumulation of a huge base. It's not like this, in the unknown mess where there is no village in front of the village and no store in the back, if you meet it casually, you are a masterpiece.
Wei Jiu didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, he was just on guard against the bandits that might suddenly emerge from the woods, and at the same time he was thinking about whether to directly rein in the horse and cross over.
"Little, brother...... Can you get her out of here......? It's nothing...... Valuable, ahem...... Ahem, but if you're willing to send her, ahem, to ...... Ahem, the Dark Temple, there will be ...... Thanks, ahem, ahem!" He didn't say anything like "grateful, very grateful." These days, it's better to say that these are not as good as throwing two gold coins.
"Ahem...... There is an enemy behind him, please brother, help, to the darkness, cough cough, the temple, there will be a heavy thanks!" Yang Hongda tried his best to support himself from falling, and while coughing uncontrollably, he pleaded with the handsome young man in front of him.
It's a pity that he can't even take out a gold coin on his body, hey, I'm afraid that no one will believe this "empty check", not to mention the fact that there are chasing soldiers behind him.
"Good. The Dark Temple, right?I'll take it, but are you sure they're going to give me gold instead of killing me when they get there?" Wei Jiu replied unexpectedly, followed by a look of "worry". I don't know if I'm worried about being killed, or if I'm worried that I won't get more gold.
I'm afraid that if he gets the gold coins and is killed again, he will feel better, but don't be sold and "count the money" for others.
"This, ahem, okay...... Rest assured, little brother, the people of my temple are by no means ungrateful!" Yang Hongda tried his best to assure, his chest was straight, but his two arms on the ground trembled, as if he was going to use all his strength.
Wei Jiu looked at him deeply, remained silent, drove the horse to the other side, picked up the little girl who fell to the ground, did not look back, did not delay - "Drive!"
It wasn't that he didn't want to take the middle-aged man away, but in that case, holding a little girl and carrying an adult male, the first-level demon beast under him couldn't gallop anymore. The speed must have plummeted, let alone a "badly injured" man lying on the back of a bumpy horse—that would only lead to his sooner death.
"Little boy, the 'smell' on that person's body just now ......"
"Looks like it, right?" Wei Jiu felt Rat Xiaoqi's "message", but interrupted it.
"Dark Department, Dark Temple?" In fact, he had long known that the person lying on the ground was the "black shadow" that had swept past him at high speed before. No, why, how can there be such a coincidence in the world, first flying over a black shadow, and then a person lying on the ground not far ahead?
And the most important point is that a stranger with subtle fluctuations in his body can make him "uneasy" in every move, just like facing Wei Shengtian's gaze when he was not yet married - this is the "intuition" that the creatures of heaven and earth have for "natural enemies" and things that can easily erase themselves.
"Shattered Realm! It shouldn't be up to the heavens. "Wei Jiu accurately gave the realm strength of the previous person. The heavenly position can be "volleyed into the void", and if you are in a hurry, wouldn't it be faster to fly in the sky? You can also get rid of the enemy behind you as soon as possible.
"Shattered Realm, is it that fast?" The previous speed really made him feel "creepy" when he thought about it, if that person had wanted to kill him before...... I'm afraid he won't know how he died until he died.
"That person should have used some kind of 'secret method' to increase his speed to a level in a short time. Rat Xiaoqi seemed to know what he was thinking, and sent a message into his mind. This way of communication has always been the main way between them, although Wei Jiu sometimes speaks to it, and it understands it, but it just can't make that kind of "sound", every time it tries hard, it emits "squeak, squeak" and the like, and over time, it doesn't try anymore.
"Secret method?" No wonder ......" Although he had never seen a "pig" run, his subconscious told him that it was impossible for a "pig" to run so fast, and sure enough, this "pig" was speeding up.
("Hey, a certain Wei classmate, it's not appropriate to compare the powerhouse of the Shattered Realm to a 'pig', right?")
"This kind of secret method will definitely not last, and it may still damage yourself......" Wei Jiu had a calculation in his heart, "Assuming that the time that you can maintain half a burnt incense with all your strength, that is, about a hundred breaths......"
"At the speed of almost a mile in his two breaths, he should have walked fifty miles from the 'battlefield'. Wei Jiu then calculated, "Even in the early stage of the Heavenly Rank, there should be twice the speed of the Shattered Realm......
This is natural, the most well-known difference between the Heavenly Position and the Broken Realm is that it can "fly", which gives this realm an incomparable advantage in speed with the previous realm. Entering the heavens, walking in the sky, how much faster can you be in the march than before?
It can be said that if a martial artist at the peak of the Shattered Realm is running at a speed of fifty at full strength, then even a martial artist at the early stage of the Heavenly Rank has a flight speed of nearly one hundred!
"There must be a Shattered Realm powerhouse among his enemies, the previous hundred breaths plus the time he stayed on the ground to talk to me - oh no!"
"Little boy, what are you considering?" Seeing Wei Jiu staring at the delicate face in his arms with his eyes closed, Rat Xiaoqi thought without saying a word, and was not in a hurry to drive the horse, thinking that he had noticed something again.
"Huh~!" dismounted, looked back at the clear traces printed on the dry path, Wei Jiu decisively whipped the horse's buttocks, and then jumped over the road that was stepped on and did not grow an inch of grass, urging the dantian interactive environment to "borrow" a wisp of breeze to smooth out the footprints.
Seeing the neighing of the horse and rushing straight to the path, he tightened the little girl in his arms, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest on one side, and the mouse Xiaoqi on his shoulder also disappeared.
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The quiet forest path was still like a long snake winding, stretching into the distance, and after Wei Jiu left, about dozens of breaths, another group of guests were ushered here.
"The envoy, the subordinate is guilty, and he didn't ask ....... The masked man in the white robe came from behind, bowing down and hugging his fists at the middle-aged man in the dark gold pattern martial suit at the front of the group. The mask on his face is also pure white, without a trace of variegation, and the two small orifices in the eye area reveal a pair of emotionless black pupils.
The middle-aged man in the Xuanjin robe waved his left hand as if he didn't care, and his fingertips were pointing to the side, only shoulder-high, signaling that he didn't need to say any more.
A group of more than a dozen people stood behind this person and waited quietly.
"Enter the city, divide into several groups to stare at the inns in various areas of the city, and bring the little ones alive to me!"
"Yes!"
After his subordinates left, he walked slowly along the horseshoe prints, and finally stopped where Wei Jiu had landed before.
"Stopped here, but didn't long before I left again?" Looking at the multiple hoof prints left on the ground, the middle-aged man's resolute face without a mask flashed with a little doubt, and his expression was thoughtful.
Just because the horse took a few steps restlessly in place while standing, leaving a few more traces, aroused his suspicions?
"Who could it be?" It is impossible for someone to pick her up, otherwise Yang Hongda would not stay and die! It is extremely difficult to cultivate a master of the Broken Peak, and there is no reason to give it up like this. "Who could it be?" the man must have been taken by him, riding a horse, with no trace of coming down, and should have gone directly to defend the city.
While muttering alone, while seeking a logical answer, the middle-aged warrior took a deep look at the dense forest on both sides and did not linger......
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