Volume 1 The Beginning of the Youth, Chapter 28, The Battle of Haste
I left Aunt Zhang's house in the middle of the night and hurried back to my yard. He searched back and forth several times, but finally did not find the wolf.
After asking the old man for help, the old man reprimanded the young man severely. And solemnly stated that if Ling Ye bothered his old man for such a trivial matter again, he would let him conduct a special training in advance that was worse than death.
Ling Ye vaguely sensed something from the old man's words in his heart, but at this time, he didn't have time to think about the rest of the things, so he had to give up.
The boy still made a discovery, and by observing the loose mud paw prints on the dirt road, he judged that the little wolf must have followed him into the compound, and then left on his own at some point.
The young man suddenly broke out like a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to imagine how big a killing storm would be if the little wolf suddenly became wild in front of the crowd in this small city where he had lived for many years.
Ling Ye was anxious, and hurriedly ran all the way with the mud prints of the beast's claws on the ground, carefully looking for possible clues.
After walking for more than half an hour, the sky was already a few minutes darker, the spacing of paw prints on the ground became shorter and denser, and the young man who was gradually walking also found some new mud.
Ling Ye wanted to ask passers-by along the way, but he didn't see anyone. An ominous chill had risen in the young man's heart, but now there was a new development, and there was a roar of a young beast in front of him, and its voice was slightly muddy.
Ling Ye's eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately heard that it was the little guy's long whistling.
He quickly became worried again, not that the wolf cub might kill someone, but that he had been here, and that there should be no human presence in this place itself.
He was worried about the little one, because the other party's voice was mixed with a little pain, and he should have been injured.
Ling Ye was calm at the moment, and he was no longer eager to move forward. He checked his weapon first and got ready. The boy looked for the direction of the whistling sound, bent his waist into a dark alley, and walked slowly forward in the shadows.
Stuck to the wall at the exit ahead, the boy listened to the shouts and wolf howls of the two sides of the battle on the other side, and the incessant sound of metal crashing.
Ling Ye glanced his head slightly over the edge of the wall, and then retracted it in an instant, he had already seen the situation in the field.
It's a guy fighting the little guy!
Ling Ye was a little surprised in his heart, the man turned his back to him, hunting in white clothes, holding an iron sword of about three feet, and easily dissolved the pounce and bite of the little wolf one by one with a gentle swing.
The young man hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether to go up to persuade or directly join the battle. It's just that looking at the relaxed appearance of people who have more than enough strength to fight with the little guy, their own little mana, even if they sneak attack, they can't hurt that person at all.
"Hmph, what are you doing sneaking behind me?"
When Ling Ye was about to take another look, he heard the man stop drinking, and saw that the long sword in his hand suddenly released two or three inches of light sword light, and he was about to swing it.
The little wolf immediately retreated several meters, away from the man, and a pair of blood-colored wolf eyes still stared at the inconspicuous cyan sword in fear and fierceness.
Hearing this, Ling Ye's body stiffened for a few seconds, knowing that someone had inexplicably detected the trace. So, reluctantly, he slowly moved out of the shadows for two or three steps, and then stood still.
Immediately, the young man turned slightly to the young man who squinted at him with a cold gaze and said earnestly: "That, what is the name of this big brother?"
The man was speechless, facing sideways.
"Well, little brother Ling Ye, a resident of this city, accidentally strayed into this ......" Ling Ye found that the other party's eyes became more and more cold, and even contained inexplicable hostility. The young man suddenly had an idea, and hurriedly changed his words, "The junior brother studied under Han Fei!
This sentence did work.
"It turned out to be a disciple of Senior Han, you can't even hide your aura with such a cultivator, how can your senior let you trespass here?" The man's expression was slightly relaxed, and although his words were cold and direct, they had already concealed his hostility.
He said indifferently, "You wait for the time being, wait until I kill this demon, and then send you out to see Senior Han." ”
"Wait!" Ling Ye hurriedly stopped the man, and when he saw that the other party looked back impatiently, he said with a little trepidation, "You can't kill the little wolf." ”
"This is my ...... My master's pet!" Without waiting for the other party to speak, Ling Ye's face became more and more calm and grabbed the words.
The man's expression was immediately much more embarrassed, but he soon calmed down and lowered his sword slightly. He even squeezed out a smile on his face, as if he said gently:
"If that's the case, then you go and call the wolf, and if you can prove that it was raised by you, then I'll send you out together. ”
When Ling Ye heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said relaxedly: "This is what my master raised, don't believe me I stopped him to show you." ”
As a young man, he chuckled innocently as he trotted merrily towards the wolf, who had remained silent.
Although the young man felt that the little ghost had changed a little abnormally, he was still full of confidence. He was confident that if the imp really stopped the wolf demon, he would be able to kill them both with a single sword.
That wolf demon is unusual, if you can use its body to temper your own sword, your own sword may also be able to leap out of the mortal and become a treasure or even a magic weapon.
At that time, he can also be regarded as a generation of geniuses, and he may be included in the Sword Pavilion by the elders of the sect......
The young man was still excited, and his body trembled slightly, but he did not notice the movement of the young man with his back to him.
Midnight walked towards the little wolf, and his speed slowed down imperceptibly. He felt the scorching gaze behind him, and he felt a cold and nausea, and a large pimple immediately stirred up in his back.
Ling Ye saw that the little guy was really injured, and there was a long and narrow cut on its lower abdomen, but it seemed that the bleeding had stopped.
He winked at the giant wolf in front of him, slowly touched the wolf's head with his left hand, and quietly pulled his right hand into his robe......
When the young man saw this scene, his eyes were even hotter and more excited. He tried his best to suppress the slight tremors of his body, tightened the sword on his right hand, and quietly raised the tip of the sword slightly.
The man saw that the young man's left hand was finally placed on the face of the giant wolf, and after two or three strokes, the wolf demon really slowly crouched down. The blood in his eyes faded, and the wolf's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had relaxed.
The man suddenly raised his sword and walked forward two or three times. The sword trick was pinched in his left hand, and at the same time, the long sword in his right hand steadily stabbed straight towards the overlapping man and demon not far away.
The green light on the tip of the sword suddenly appeared, and with the movement of the man's sword fingers, it instantly broke away from the tip of the sword and shot straight to the center of the young man's waist.
Ling Ye didn't expect that the sword light could leave the body, and as soon as he turned around, he was still taking out something, and the sword light was approaching.
At this moment, the young man's back was suddenly hit diagonally by a huge force, and he immediately involuntarily rushed out towards the right front.
Bub...... What's wrong...... You're not dead, are you...... Am I wrong......
Midnight was in mid-air, his eyes were red, and he suddenly felt that everything was silent for a moment.
At that moment, he clearly felt a wisp of condensed wind blade that was like an extreme condensation grazing the edge of the flesh on his left waist at an extremely fast speed, shooting through something behind him, and then flying out in an instant......
For a moment, he could still move, but he didn't turn his head to look back. He only silently and slowly pulled out a revolver, and then aimed it at the person who stood still.
The gun had already been hammered, and he just indifferently pulled the trigger. Looking at the man's unaware face, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and his gaze followed the long, narrow and straight trajectory straight into the face, and finally shot out......
In the end, the young man suddenly fell to the ground, his seven orifices were overflowing with blood, his whole body was red and swollen and frightening, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
And this world is lively and lively......