"Little rabbit, don't run! Put my daughter down! Put my daughter down, Lao Tzu will give you a way out! Little bastard! Stop for Lao Tzu! Hear no? Stop for Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Teng didn't speak again, he only held his strength and ran forward.

From the words of the little girl, he had vaguely guessed what the man behind him had done.

That's outrageous, outrageous!

Zhang Teng himself was hungry and knew what a terrible feeling it was. He knew very well that in that situation, a person would do that kind of thing.

In the face of the survival instinct, human nature has long been extinguished.

He must not leave the little girl behind, otherwise she is extremely likely to be harmed by his loved ones!

Although Zhang Teng ran fast, the strange thing was that the one-legged man's catching speed was not slow at all. The crutches in his hand are a little bit, and between the jumps, he often crosses a large distance.

"Little cub, put down Lao Tzu's daughter if you know each other, and Lao Tzu will let you go. Otherwise, when Lao Tzu catches up with you, he will have to dismantle you. At this time, the one-legged man's voice came from Zhang Teng, murderous, and particularly poignant and harsh.

Zhang Teng didn't look back and continued to run wildly, how did he know that the one-legged man's voice was much closer, and he only heard the other party gritting his teeth and saying: "Little puppy, you run, I see how long you still run, hehe...... Run. ”

"How is that possible?"

At this time, Zhang Teng finally couldn't help but glance back, and this turn almost scared him out of the sky.

The one-legged man was about to catch up with him, the two were only about three feet apart, and Zhang Teng could even see the knife lines of the man's bull-eared sharp knife. At the same time, he also found that the one-legged man looked very light when he jumped. It seemed that most of the weight on the other party's body had disappeared, and the movement speed was much faster than Zhang Teng's.

It is true that Zhang Teng is carrying one person and a half-grown child, and his speed is not fast. However, he has sound feet and is running wildly, which should logically be faster than a disabled man like a one-legged man.

However, it is clear that the speed of a one-legged man cannot be guessed by common sense. Because the one-legged man is not an ordinary person at all, he is a martial arts practitioner.

Unfortunately, Zhang Teng is not clear about this. Seeing that the one-legged man was getting closer and closer, Zhang Teng naturally used his strength to eat, accelerated again, and once widened the distance.

"Ge Laozi, little beast, you can really run!" The one-legged man couldn't help but be furious when he saw this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped up and threw the cane in his hand at Zhang Teng's feet.

Zhang Teng couldn't dodge for a while, he tripped over a crutch, and the whole person fell forward suddenly, and the little girl behind him was also thrown aside, and she cried out all of a sudden.

The one-legged man had already caught up by this time. He didn't care about the crying little girl, only had a gloomy face, picked up the crutches, came behind Zhang Teng with a bull's ear knife in his hand, and cut Zhang Teng's neck with a knife.

Zhang Teng instinctively rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the bull ear sharp knife. The one-legged man was slightly startled, and immediately reversed the ox ear sharp knife in his hand and stabbed Zhang Teng's heart fiercely.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Zhang Teng hurriedly pulled out the dagger on his waist and swung it out.

I only heard a loud sound, and the one-legged man's ox-eared sharp knife was cut off in half by the dagger. The remaining small half-cut knife poked at Zhang Teng's chest, except for a blood mark, it failed to cause a fatal killing effect.

"What? How is it possible? This dagger ...... Ha ha...... It's a treasure, a good thing. Lao Tzu actually saw such a divine weapon! Little cub, it's better to keep this kind of thing in my hands. “

The one-legged man's eyes widened at first, looking at the remnant knife in his hand, a little incredulous. Immediately, a touch of ecstasy welled up on his face, and he laughed out loud, looking at Zhang Teng's dagger, his eyes full of greed.

Zhang Teng had already gotten up from the ground. He held the hilt of the dagger upside down, held it across his chest, and stared at the other man vigilantly, panting and stepping back step by step, without speaking.

"Hmph, dying throes. The one-legged man looked disdainful, sneered, and approached with a jump. Zhang Teng stepped back step by step, the dagger in his hand trembling slightly.

He was a little flustered at the moment, but he tried to calm himself down.

He is very aware of the difference in strength between the two sides, and now he is in a desperate situation, and only by calming down can he find a glimmer of life.

At this time, the one-legged man suddenly moved, and the crutches in his hand were quickly punched out and smashed into Zhang Teng's wrist.

Zhang Teng didn't dodge, his left shoulder met the opponent's crutches, and he was beaten hard. He endured the severe pain and grabbed the end of the crutch with his left hand, his body rushed forward, and his right hand raised the dagger and stabbed it towards the opponent's abdomen.

"It's a bit clever, and you're not a little guts, but it's a pity that you're a little cub who hasn't studied martial arts. The one-legged man said coldly with a blank face. Before Zhang Teng's dagger could stab, his left hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhang Teng's wrist, and with a hard click, he twisted his wrist off.

"Ahh Immediately, the one-legged man swung his dagger and slashed at Zhang Teng's throat.

Seeing this, the little girl on the side cried: "Woo...... Daddy...... Daddy don't. Brother, right. My brother is a good guy...... Woohoo......"

Just then, a stone burst through the air, struck the dagger with a thud, and knocked it away.

Before the one-legged man could react, a second stone hit his wrist, causing a bloody hole.

Then, a third stone roared and struck the one-legged man's heart, sending him flying three or four feet away.

The one-legged man spat out blood, quickly got up on the ground, kicked little by little with his cane, and fled as fast as he could.

"Huh, I didn't expect this person to be good, just a Spirit Gathering Realm martial artist, and he could still escape with my stone in the heart. ”

A pleasant surprised female voice came from not far from the side of the road, Zhang Teng only felt that his eyes were dazzled, and there was a masked woman in black in front of him.

She is tall and slender, with exquisite curves, her head is in a flying bun, her eyebrows are like crescent moons, her eyes are like cold stars, and she exudes a noble and cold temperament.

She glanced at Zhang Teng, frowned slightly, and then shook her head, with a hint of regret in her eyes, and sighed in her mouth: "It's a seedling, but it's a pity that my sect doesn't accept male disciples." ”

Immediately, the woman in black turned her eyes to the crying little girl on the side, looked at her carefully for a while, and asked Zhang Teng, "Is she your sister?"

"No...... No...... Hiss...... Thank you, seniors...... Belch...... Sister's life-saving grace. Zhang Teng held his wrist and replied while enduring the pain, thanking him.

He glanced at the little girl, and when he saw that she was still crying, he walked over, let go of his injured wrist, squatted down and smiled to help her wipe her tears, and comforted her: "Don't cry, my brother is fine." Did you hurt just now? Where did you fall, let my brother see. ”

The little girl cried much quieter, pointed to several bleeding wounds on her arms, and said, "Woo...... Brother, my hand hurts. Here, here, and here. ”

"Wait, I'll get you some herbs. Don't cry, be obedient. Zhang Teng coaxed, and as he spoke, he stood up and planned to help her find some herbs to stop the bleeding.

In the wilderness, there are naturally local herbs to stop bleeding, and it is naturally not a problem to find these native herbs.

"Don't look for those things, I've got medicine. The woman in black walked over and stretched out her hand to stop Zhang Teng.

She squatted down next to Zhang Teng, took out a delicate jade bottle from her wide cuff, pulled the stopper, and poured some white powder on several of the little girl's wounds. I saw that the small wounds scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few moments, they fell off, leaving no scars.

When Zhang Teng saw it, he was secretly surprised: "This medicine is so powerful, it can be called a miracle medicine." ”

"The powder in the white bottle can be sprinkled on the wound in your chest. ”

After the woman in black handed him the white jade vase, she took out a red porcelain vase from her cuff and handed it over. She said: "As for your wrist, use this medicine to bandage it externally, take one tablet a day, and it will be fine in less than ten days." “

Zhang Teng took the red porcelain vase, saw her pick up the little girl again, turned to him and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Teng. ”

"What about her?"

"I don't know. ”

The little girl suddenly said to the woman in black, "Sister, my name is Yanyan." ”

"Yanyan? That's a good name. The woman in black nodded. She casually took out a bronze token and threw it to Zhang Teng, and said, "If you cultivate martial arts in the future, this thing may be of some use." Also, if you see your family members, tell them for me. Twelve years later, you can come to the Qing Miao Sect to meet. ”

Before the words fell, the woman in black jumped lightly with the smoke in her arms, and flew away like a fairy of the Nine Heavens.

Zhang Teng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that she could fly in the air, and stood in place.

After half a ring, he reacted back and shouted, "Her family, that is her father just now!"

It's a pity that there are no two of them at this time, and the other party is afraid that the other party will not be able to hear his words.

Zhang Teng suddenly felt empty in his heart and felt inexplicably lost.

He looked down at the bronze token on his palm, which was engraved with three unknown fonts in front of it, and a strange pattern behind it, heavy and unaware of its use.

"Martial arts?"

Zhang Teng muttered, his eyes looking at the sky for a while, and he didn't know what to think.

Three months later.

In the village school in Li Village, Suining Town, Mr. Li, a teacher who is over half a hundred years old and has a long beard, is teaching students.

However, the topic of Mr. Teaching's lecture at the moment is obviously biased to the north and south, and has nothing to do with the content of the books he teaches. He himself belongs to the literati, but now he actually talks about martial arts cultivation. This is not to blame him, after all, every literati has a warrior dream in their hearts.

Although he talks about things that don't quite fit in with literature. But martial arts is the tradition of Tianyuan. If you don't practice martial arts, you can count yourself as an addiction to martial arts. And as a martial artist, he likes to speak, and his students also like to listen, so why not?

At this time, I saw Mr. Jiaoshu stroked his beard, shook his head and groaned: "The beginning is divided into three flavors, how is the sense of cohesion? Listen to me. ”