"Hold the door and help the injured into the house. Chen Zimo quickly recovered from that disgusting state.

"My lord, there's someone in the house!" a soldier who had just entered the room hurriedly ran out to reply.

Chen Zimo pulled out the 'red flame' and walked into the room quickly. I saw that there were three soldiers in the small room who were tied to chairs behind their backs, unkempt, as if they were dead in the past.

Chen Zimo saw the patterns on their armor at a glance, and immediately reacted that they were the soldiers who came to hand over the treasures.

"Quick, untie them, whoever has water, pour it on their faces. ”

The three soldiers soon woke up, and Chen Zimo explained his identity, as well as the seal of the handover of the government history. The three soldiers, who were already vigilant, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you here?" said a soldier, leaning against a pillar and panting for breath, wiping the water from his face.

"Didn't you send a message to Luohe City to send someone here with the seal to hand over that thing?" Chen Zimo immediately asked rhetorically.

"No, we were drugged and stunned as soon as we arrived here, and then we have been tortured and interrogated, and we have never sent any letters at all!"

Suddenly, Chen Zimo realized that this was a trap.

"Is the treasure still in your hands?"

At this time, a soldier took off his soft armor, tore open the inner lining, took out a blood-stained yellow talisman from the mezzanine, pinched the trick with one hand, and recited a secret mantra in his mouth, only to see that the talisman turned into a cloud of smoke, and he took out a small rectangular sandalwood box from the smoke.

"We don't have much strength left, this treasure is handed over to you, remember, you must protect it, this is a big deal. ”

Chen Zimo nodded and put the box in his arms. "Let's go together. ”

"The box is handed over to you, and our mission is completed, and the three of us will open the way for you, otherwise we will all die here. ”

Without saying anything, I saw the three of them pick up wooden sticks and other miscellaneous items, and rushed towards the door with a shout.

Chen Zimo still wanted to stop them, but Uncle Wang grabbed him. "This is the glory of a soldier, they are right, the task is important, let's go quickly. ”

rushed out of the door, only to see that the bow and arrow had stopped, and more than a dozen masked men in green clothes were standing at the door.

"Hand over that thing and let you live. ”

The three soldiers couldn't help but say something, and rushed forward in one step, while Chen Zimo and the others ran quickly towards the entrance of the village under the control of these three people.

They ran all the way, closer, closer, and they were about to reach the entrance of the village, but at this time, the figures of those people in Tsing Yi came up tighter, Chen Zimo's heart sank, he knew what it meant, it meant that the time that the three of them had to fight with their lives was running out.

"Captain, you go, we'll contain them. As soon as he finished speaking, the men at the back of the group stopped, drew their weapons, and rushed forward.

Chen Zimo's eyes kept rolling with tears, he knew that he couldn't do this now, but he never thought that everything would become like this, he thought that everything would be very simple, but in the end, only Uncle Wang and himself broke out of the encirclement.

Those guards were not much older than Chen Zimo, but they stayed here like this, and he himself was so powerless.

Except for the village, it didn't take long to round up with the large army led by Ling Feng.

"What's wrong with you?"

"There is an ambush in the village. Chen Zimo spread it on the ground, gasping for breath, looking in the direction of the village.

As soon as Ling Feng raised his hand, twenty or thirty people from the large army behind him rushed towards the village.

"Did you bring that thing out?"

"Hmm. He looked at Uncle Wang, who was squatting aside, and didn't say much.

The people who entered the village quickly returned, and for some reason there was no one in the village, and the people in Chen Zimo's team were gone, including the three soldiers he said, and there were no corpses.

Ling Feng was silent for a moment, and then said, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go back to the city first." ”

Chen Zimo nodded.

When they arrived at the forest path, it was already dark, and because there were large troops, they decided to rest in place, and it was more dangerous to walk at night.

Chen Zimo was still leaning against the earthen bag, looking at the guards coming and going in the distance, he remembered his subordinates who went out of the city with him, the bonfire was still there, but unfortunately the people were gone.

Late at night, sleepiness gradually hit, in the dream, he walked on the frozen Luochuan River, every step he took, the ice under his feet clicked, cracks extended under his feet, suddenly with a loud noise, the ice shattered, he fell into the river, the cold river wrapped him, he struggled desperately, but he fell more and more into the deep darkness at the bottom of the river.

He woke up suddenly, looked around, and everything was as before, the guards were sitting by the fire chatting, and everyone else was sleeping peacefully.

Chen Zimo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, got up and prepared to go to the toilet in the distance, but as soon as he entered the woods, a strange feeling immediately poured into his heart.

He gripped the hilt of his sword at his waist and walked slowly, step by step. "Come out, don't hide. ”

There was a sudden rustling sound in my ears, and a black figure came out from behind the tree, dressed in black and covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

"How did you find me?"

"Your murderous aura is too heavy, no matter how much you hide, you can't hide your killing intent. ”

"You're better than I thought. ”

"You're alone, aren't you afraid of them?" Chen Zimo pointed to the guards in the camp not far behind him.

The black-clad masked man sneered. "Why be afraid, and who said I was only one person!" After speaking, the camp was disorganized, and many black shadows entered the camp and the guards grew up.

"Is there still a problem?

With a loud bang, 'Chiyan' came out of the sheath, Chen Zimo stabbed out at the black-clothed masked man with a loud shout, the man was calm, and a sword appeared in his hand with a wave of his right hand, swept the sword in his hand, and caught the sword stabbed by Chen Zimo, and suddenly Chen Zimo A powerful sword force rolled up the 'Chiyan' in his hand.

He hurriedly withdrew his sword qi, jumped up and retreated, and retreated several steps in a row before stabilizing his figure, while the black-clothed masked man still did not move, holding the sword sideways with one hand behind his back, holding the sword sideways with the other, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and there seemed to be a cyclone under his feet, but it was fleeting.

Chen Zimo secretly said that it was not good, this person showed his superb swordsmanship in just a few moves, and it was really difficult to resist, but there was something familiar under that feeling.

Although he did not comprehend the 'field', he could learn through this section, and he also mastered the ability to perceive at some level.

"I want to see who you are?"

Chen Zimo stepped forward and struck with a sword, and the two fought together, although Chen Zimo saw through the man's swordsmanship through his perception, but the man's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and Chen Zimo's body couldn't react at all.

The camp was attacked, Ling Feng and Uncle Wang immediately reacted and rushed towards Chen Zimo's resting place, but unfortunately the man in black deliberately surrounded them, so that both of them could not take care of themselves, and they could only sigh to themselves.

"Ahh

With a mouthful of blood on his back, he stood up again and continued to attack with his sword, knowing that as long as he held on long enough, Ling Feng and the others would be able to rush to his aid.

"Quick, quick, faster!" The masked man in black shouted three quick words in a row, but unfortunately in the end, Chen Zimo was still knocked out.

"Why do you bother, leave that thing behind, and I'll keep you safe. ”

'Chiyang''s already red sword was already stained with blood, but this was not the other party's blood, but his own blood. He burst into laughter, "Do you think I'll give it to you?"

"You know you can't defeat me, and I can kill you at any time, why are you so stubborn?"

Chen Zimo stood up strongly. "Who said I couldn't defeat you, my father could do it back then, and I can do it today!"

The black-clothed masked man was stunned. "You know me~" Before he finished speaking, he understood that it was not good and he was tricked, but for him, it didn't matter.

Chen Zimo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "It was just speculation, but now I know. As soon as the words fell, six black lights flew around.

The black-clothed masked man shook his head and swept with his sword, but the green mist on the ground was suppressed by the man's 'qi' before it could be dispersed.

"It is worthy of being called 'Twenty-two Shadows'. Chen Zimo, who stood up, stepped forward step by step.

"What other tricks do you have?" the masked man in black's tone became even more bland after being named by Chen Zimo.

"No, but I won't hand over the treasure. ”

Looking at Chen Zimo's resolute eyes, the masked man in black sneered. "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I knew that I would still make a move if I couldn't be defeated, should I say that you are reckless or arrogant?"

"Thank you for instructing me in swordsmanship, and today I will show you what courage is, the courage to fight for what I protect. ”

"You still don't understand, my sword, every sword carries my hatred, only infinite anger can make the sword play to the extreme! Since you say you have courage, then let me see your ridiculous courage, if you can take me ten moves today, I will let you go." After speaking, the man holding the sword disappeared in front of Chen Zimo's eyes like a ghost.

A thick sword aura surrounded him, and the sound of the man's extremely fast body rubbing against the air seemed to be heard in his ears.

"First move!" Before the words fell, a sword shadow stabbed into Chen Zimo's left shoulder.

He hurriedly dodged sideways, and although he dodged, his body was in disarray, and at this moment, another voice sounded.

"The second move. ”

The sword pierced into his thigh, and the man's sword was so fast that the blood did not spill when the blade of the sword was drawn.

The third move, the fourth move, the fifth move~

One move after another, one move faster than another. And the trick is unavoidable, and it can't be prevented. Every move stabbed Chen Zimo's body, and blood continued to ooze out.

Is this power? Is this the power of swordsmanship?

Chen Zimo was secretly amazed, when he was easily suppressed by the other party when he sacrificed the Six Formations, he knew that his strength was as small as an ant in front of that person.

But he didn't lose, he was still waiting, waiting for that glimmer of opportunity to come, all the 'fields' scattered around him, and the blow had to be successful.

"Tenth move!"

"Hmph!" Chen Zimo snorted coldly, he saw it, he waited for it, this blow will be hit, and this sword is also for the infinite anger in his heart, just like the sword back then.

Click, the black-clothed masked man appeared in front of Chen Zimo's eyes, and with the sound, the ordinary sword in his hand broke, and the general sword body fell to the ground, at this time, only half of the remnant sword in the masked man's hand pointed at Chen Zimo, who was covered in blood.

The masked man didn't expect that this scene, this scene reminded him of his past, that year, that day, it was so ordinary.

The black-clothed masked man trembled and threw down the short sword in his hand, turned around and fled into the darkness, and then whistled, and all the black-clothed people in the camp dispersed, and when Uncle Wang and Ling Feng rushed to Chen Zimo's side, they only saw a bloody man standing there in a daze.

Is this power, and if I had that strength, wouldn't I be less powerless? Less sad?

This is the first time that Chen Zimo has become obsessed with power, and it is also the first time he has experienced so many complicated things to feel so frightened.

Chen Zimo knew that it was only less than thirty percent of the strength of the man in black, and that was such an ability, which made Chen Zimo helpless, and cold sweat mixed with blood stained his clothes.

Swordsmanship, sword intent, swordsmanship, everything, flashed in his mind, and he had an epiphany, he felt the meaning of the sword, as if the sword in his hand was also calling him.

"Are you alright?"

Ling Feng's voice broke Chen Zimo's epiphany, he put away his sword, turned his head and looked at everyone with a smile. "It's still there, and I'm fine. ”

But as soon as the words fell, Chen Zimo saw an incredible look in the eyes of others. He looked down at his body, then at his arm, and the blood had completely discolored his clothes, but he didn't feel much pain.

"Maybe that's the man's power. Chen Zimo could only think so.

At night, the previous silence was restored, everything seemed to happen, the lights in Heluo City were still bright, and the people who bought drunk and returned home were in twos and threes, shouting two sentences from time to time, causing two scoldings, Sun Dushou and Lord Feng were drinking tea and chatting, and Sun Yun, sitting in front of the boudoir window, looking at the night sky with a god, thinking about him.