Chapter 239: The Other Side

"If you go again, you will never know the road again." Su Xi, who had been a hostage but had no fear, suddenly spoke, and a few words had already given the last step.

Ruoyun bit her lip and lowered her head slightly, the ground under her feet had been smoked black after the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides, and whether she could walk or not would be a result. The mustache Qingshu, who was once cheerful and funny and silent, is no more, and General Fu, who was embarrassed everywhere but pushed her at a critical moment, is also very lucky, even though there are a thousand reasons and opportunities to stay out of the matter, but she has not planned to do so for a long time.

Under the suspension bridge behind her is an abyss, and she may only have one chance to retreat, she took a deep breath, the cold wind poured into her mouth and nose, and immediately lifted the light sword in her hand, and smiled sadly: "Someone is waiting for me to go back." ”

"Heh, this bridge has already caught fire, you can't cross it, and you can't escape!" The general of the Xiao family roared, and the tip of the spear came at her again.

"Fire?" Ruoyun muttered, suddenly felt that something was wrong, thought about it, and began to retreat, pulling Su Xi's sleeve and stepping onto the bridge, without saying more.

"That's your answer?" Su Xi took a few steps back and saw that her whole body began to tremble involuntarily, the old man's voice suddenly became cold, and the words fell to the ground, Su Xi broke away from her hand holding her sleeve with a wave of her big hand, and knocked her light sword down with her horizontal hand.

Ruoyun gritted his teeth and struggled to grab it, but his fingertips only touched Yingluo, and the light sword turned sideways a few times and turned around the blade facing them and spun in front of the Xiao family general, he was caught off guard and dodged it with his backhand, and sent the sword away to the other side with the hilt of the gun with his backhand, and the light sword fell under the bridge in a flash.

Ruoyun took the opportunity to vigorously push Su Xi to the opposite side, and she leaned forward. The soldiers were forced to withdraw their weapons. When everyone was protecting Su Xi and thought she was going to fight hard, she only lightly approached the deflected gun, and the arm that had been numb for a long time blocked the back of her hand with more blood marks.

She then suffered a painful negative hand. ran towards the side of the fire with all his might, provoking the generals and soldiers behind him to immediately chase after him.

Xia Zhuyue chased Qingluan to the open space by the lake, and before a few moves, he saw that the wind around him was raging, but the dense fog did not disperse at all, but became thicker and thicker, threatening to engulf him.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, don't forget that those who come in this kind of formation technique can't easily get out." He immediately sneered and withdrew his hand, stopping his pursuit. Teased ahead.

"Xia Zhuyue, I hate your frivolous laughter, it is this that makes me irreversible!" Qingluan's voice came not far away. Although there is pride, it is also full of sadness.

Chi Yan sensed her intentions when she arrived outside the formation, and almost did not hesitate to step into the formation, and was distressed when she heard the words: "Qingluan, why are you obsessed now. What is Lord Zhu Yue's crime? ”

"Shut up!" Qingluan interrupted him angrily. With a feeling, he slashed towards Xia Zhuyue's place, and said sharply, "There are enough thunderbolts buried here, and enough detention techniques have been cast, we are all going to die here, how about it?" Xia Zhuyue?! ”

"Not good." Xia Zhuyue dodged her sword momentum with just her ear strength, and still laughed constantly, "It's a pity." Qing Shu didn't forget to intercede for you even if he died, you are not ashamed to say anything here. ”

"Xia Zhuyue!" Qingluan is cracking. The move was fatal, and it was half destroyed under the cold wind.

"Lord Zhu Yue, please be merciful!" Chi Yan did not give up persuasion, and quietly blocked between the two, while following Xia Zhuyue's playful moves, while weakening Qingluan's sword blade.

"Chiyan, get out of here! He and I have long been mortal enemies! Although I couldn't kill Cheng Qingxuan, and I couldn't take revenge on Su Ruoyun, I can kill him here and now! Qingluan hissed and shouted, turning around with a sword without mercy.

Chiyan was in pain, and the blood on her arms immediately gushed out, but her steps were not chaotic at all, although she was persuaded to stop, she connected three hard moves with herself, and she had the momentum of stumbling to the end.

But after a long fight, the fog was thick and it was impossible to see everything, and there was an abnormal sound under his feet, as if someone had lit a deeply buried firearm, intending to kill them all.

"Tsk." Xia Zhuyue frowned dissatisfiedly, pushed away Chiyan with her palm, and easily nailed the fire feather arrow into Qingluan's shoulder, sighed like never before, and said in a deep voice almost judgmentally, "If you weren't obsessed and made a big mistake, I might really take a look at it, have you given yourself a chance?" As she spoke, she shot another sleeve arrow, piercing her other shoulder.

The blade in Qingluan's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and he sat on the ground silently.

"Qingluan!" Chi Yan struggled to get up after being slapped, but he couldn't reach her.

"This kind of breaking, want to trap me?" Xia Zhuyue raised her hand and accurately knocked down a few formation eyes at the corners of the formation, and jumped without hesitation, and the buried firearms bloomed under her feet.

As the deafening sound passed, the fog was immediately mixed with smoke, and the smell of blood was there.

Xia Zhuyue didn't see Qingluan and Chiyan never come out, and immediately understood that this was just a dead situation seeking relief, trampled on the trees and waited for the smoke to disperse a little, so he landed on the ground to check, only to see that the firearms in the formation were not all detonated due to the cold and falling snow and mud, but it happened to surround the formation, and the people in the center of the formation had died even though they were not broken and burned.

Xia Zhuyue walked a few steps closely, looked at Chi Yan protecting Qing Luan, and the overlapping body that did not move after his death did not smile anymore, and was about to leave after standing for a long time, when he suddenly found that Qing Luan's hand was firmly buckled into the soil and pressed under his heart, and the back of his hand arched as if he was hiding something.

He thought for a moment and then used his hand to pry away her cooling, blood-stained hand, and a metal ball came into view, the mechanism delicate and unique.

His pupils tightened, and he slowly reached out to take it away, but the person squatted still, until a few of his subordinates in fiery red clothes and masked hair came to hide the real quenching order in their sleeves as if nothing had happened, and laughed sekingly along the hair: "Let's go, that's the end of today." ”

The suspension bridge is not very long, it happens to be a distance that cannot be trampled lightly, hanging over the ravine, separating the lakeside woodland from the mountains, and at the same time as if separating the two countries.

Ruoyun fled to the middle of the bridge after a short time, looked at the raging fire in front of her, moved the corners of her mouth imperceptibly, and did not hesitate to sink into the fire in the next moment.

The cult soldiers who were in hot pursuit stopped sharply behind her, and the generals of the Xiao family who took the lead were also stunned, watching as the bold person who held the sect leader hostage chose to set himself on fire. After standing for a moment, he tried the tip of the gun in disbelief, and when he saw that the tip of the gun was not lit, he immediately shouted: "Not good!" This fire is an illusion! ”

He said that he was about to chase again. The ankle force was to catch up with the light work, but unexpectedly felt that the wrist and ankle were pulled by something in many places, and immediately stopped his footsteps, raised his wrist and glimpsed that there was a golden silk thread wrapped around his body at some point, so he chased after it and did not straighten it, but at this moment he clearly felt that the silk thread was tightened by something in front of him.

"Retreat! Withdraw! Withdraw! He shouted three times in succession, and slashed at his ankle with a gun, but he couldn't break it.

Someone behind him found that he was wrapped in silk threads. The frightening tightened tighter and tighter.

Ruoyun closed her eyes and rushed over in one breath, and knew that she had guessed correctly because of the smell and burning sensation, and the pedals of this suspension bridge were also wooden. If the fire had burned down long ago, the sect members had not thought much about Fusu's techniques and tricks, which was clearly Xia Zhuyue's illusion that worked, so enough medicinal powder was placed on the other side of the bridge.

She didn't have much joy. Barely run to the bridge. The gold thread on the body has half a sleeve on one side and a half hem on the other, and the other end of the gold thread is still exerting force, and the line off this end is already fast, and the blood stains on the hands are retreating.

Ruoyun already felt a chill in her arms on the boat, and knew that the coercion was only for a while, so she quietly used the hairpin hidden in her sleeve to forcibly pick up the thread, and tied the handle of the light sword at one end. She knew that the silk thread was coherent and extensible, and that the other thread slipped into the gunman's hand when it was close to the tip of the spear. As she ran, she loosened the gold thread as much as she could, and threw it on the ground.

The generals of the Xiao family were in a hurry to catch up and would not care much about this light filament, most of them were wrapped around his feet and wrists at this moment, no matter how bad it was, he could at least trip over it, and the light sword at the other end had also gone around the bridge, if this silk thread continued, the trapped people would not easily escape.

She immediately took off her clothes, twisted her sleeves together to let the silk threads knot quickly, and tied her clothes at the rope at the bridgehead to ensure that the trapped people could not get out for a while. She laughed at herself, perhaps because of Fusu's influence, or maybe because of her talent, she was able to be a little clever in the tricks of the average number of tricks.

Ruoyun didn't stop, she wanted to walk towards the villa, but she was smoked by the smoke and fire and took a few steps back, coughing again and again, with the cold wind whistling behind her, but the scorching sea of fire in front of her, she was shocked that this was real fire and not a phantom, and immediately stood at a loss.

It seems that the fire only started today, and it should be a thunderbolt thrown by the sect in retaliation, but it caught fire on the right path impartially, making Ruoyun's mind empty and in a dilemma.

Her body, which had lost her heavy coat and withdrawn strength, gradually cooled down, and she staggered and had to lean on the bridge pillar, covering the back of her hands, depressed, and only sighed that her luck was not enough.

"It's a novelty, but it's too soft." Xia Zhuyue's arrogant disdain voice sounded out of thin air, and at the same time, there was also the sound of the upper of the shoe stepping on the rope of the suspension bridge.

Ruoyun was stunned, and her hope was rekindled.

I saw Xia Zhuyue leading people to break through and fall to her side, with a mocking look on her evil and bewitching face, and she turned around and cut the rope of the suspension bridge.

The wails were raging, and the soldiers of the sect who had not had time to retreat fell into the deep valley with the break of the suspension bridge, and the bound Xiao family generals could not break the golden silk thread, and were firmly trapped on the bridge, with a face full of horror and unwillingness to fall with the bridge.

The illusion of flames that was blocked in front of her was invalid due to the destruction of the bridge, Ruoyun saw the scene in front of her clearly, and stopped to look far away for a while, her lips opened and closed several times but she was completely speechless.

"I can still live by cutting off my hands and feet, but I am not willing to do it." Xia Zhuyue saw her standing still, and sneered very unhappily, "It's a pity, why don't you go too?" ”

Ruoyun breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head and said, "He is the help of the sect leader, it's good to go......"

"Sect Master?!" Xia Zhuyue suddenly looked towards the other side, and her shock was beyond words.

"Hmm." Ruoyun didn't want to explain anymore, so she snorted lightly and laughed out loud, "I really stood on this side, and I just borrowed this thing to even break the gold thread." She raised her hand and pointed to the butterfly hairpin that had been carefully twisted in her hair, and shook her head at herself.

"Trouble." Xia Zhuyue snorted coldly in disgust, raised her hand and lifted her to easily cross the forest fire. (To be continued......)