Chapter 9 The Sword Spectrum Thirteen Days Shine on the Flames
The black-clothed cloaked man took him around and around, and came to a large camp tent, and there were several identical black-cloaked people here in front of the door, Zimo thought to himself, this must be Yun Zhongjun's camp tent, and he was so lucky that he found it directly.
"Hey, someone, clean up the table." A deep voice came from the tent, and when he heard the voice, he was completely sure, this was Yun Zhongjun.
Zimo glanced at the black-clothed cloaked man who came with him, and then opened the tent and went in, only to see Yun Zhongjun taking a toothpick and picking his teeth, and there was a chicken rack on the table, which he had just eaten.
After coming in, Zimo was very careful, although his stomach kept protesting, but the internal force flowed slowly, holding back his hunger, and he couldn't make a movement, and he couldn't be too blatant when using the internal force, these black-clothed cloaked people didn't seem to have internal strength, and they would be detected by Yun Zhongjun if they weren't careful.
"Uh......"
Yun Zhongjun hiccuped for a long time, patted his stomach, and said to himself: "Songhai City is really a good place, this taste should only be in the sky, the food here is really a must, presumably His Excellency the Eastern Emperor has never enjoyed it." ”
Zimo said with disdain, cut, a roast chicken will fool you, it's really useless.
Although he looked down on him in his heart, he didn't stop working at all, cleaning up the table for him like a walking corpse.
Yun Zhongjun smiled with satisfaction, then stood up, and was about to go to the back to rest, the matter of that dart has not yet reached him, and it will take time to report it layer by layer, and maybe someone is lazy and does not report it.
Zimo can finally take a break, he is too tired, condense the internal force on his feet, it is easy to change to a master, but Zimo is not a master yet.
After Yun Zhongjun left, Zimo, who was wearing a black cloak, deliberately squatted to clean up the garbage on the ground, so that he could put down his feet and take the opportunity to rest for a while.
While cleaning up, there was a snoring sound from inside, this middle-aged lewd uncle was already asleep, Zimo knew that he was running out of time now, and he would definitely come back to interrogate him after the matter of that dart came, so now he must act as soon as possible, hehe, Yun Zhongjun's pill is a rare good thing, try to get as much as possible.
After cleaning up, the garbage was thrown away, and then the black-cloaked man did not go out, but stayed here to be ready to be on call.
In fact, this camp tent is quite large, there is a small living room in front, and a small bedroom in the back, which is the most luxurious tent, and now there are only two black-clothed cloaked people in it.
Zimo glanced at the small bedroom, frowned slightly, and hung Yun Zhongjun's clothes next to the bed, and there was a small bench next to the clothes, and there was a small box on the bench.
"Wouldn't it? It's that easy? Is he not at all guarded? Put the pill here? Zimo muttered in his heart, and looked carefully inside, except for this small box that looked a little valuable, there was nothing else.
Zimo glanced at the black-clothed cloaked man next to him, he was looking at Zimo suspiciously, and then he drifted into Yun Zhongjun's bedroom, picked up a blanket from elsewhere, and looked like he was going to cover him.
It's getting closer and closer to Yun Zhongjun, but I'm worried, but it's all here anyway, hehe, stealing things openly, who else!
Yun Zhongjun's snoring was incessant, but just as he was about to approach the small box, he suddenly opened his eyes!
"Who is coming! How dare you trespass here! Yun Zhongjun was immediately furious, and with his loud roar, several black-cloaked people immediately rushed in, and the soldiers also surrounded this tent!
Hmph, no matter who these are, Zimo has already held the small box in his hand, but he didn't speak, and quickly took off the black cloak on his body, which was a casual dress, but his face was still pale, which could be equivalent to a disguise, and it would not be easy to recognize even if he returned to his usual appearance in the future.
"Where did the rats come from, don't hurry up and catch them!" Yun Zhongjun scolded angrily.
Surrender willingly? Funny, so what am I doing here?
Yun Zhongjun looked at Zimo in front of him, and suddenly laughed, it was easy to tell from his body shape that Zimo was a young man, "The medicine man plan has not been completely successful yet, but if you can experiment with this young man in front of you, looking at his appearance, his strength should be good, and the possibility of success will be very high!" ", he thought to himself.
Now Yun Zhongjun's medicine man is still in the experimental stage, and there are not as many medicine people as in the anime who listen to his orders.
"Catch it alive! Catch me alive! "Yun Zhongjun gave an order to these black-cloaked men and soldiers.
The so-called medicine man is the body of a human being who has been retained, but his spirit has completely fallen and he has become a bunch of walking corpses, and his strength has increased a lot compared to before, and he still has a bucket on his head, which is a very powerful subordinate.
Zimo heard the sound of soldiers gathering outside, more and more people surrounded this camp, if he didn't leave, it would be even more difficult to get out!
Zimo looked up and smiled slightly, the thing is in hand, there is no need to wait here to die, he slammed on the ground under his feet, burst into a loud shout, rushed to the tent, and directly formed a shock wave with internal force, and blasted to the top of the tent!
Bang!
The tent was not strong, and it broke directly after receiving the impact, Zimo jumped out, but after coming out, he was really startled, dozens of soldiers outside were looking at him, and the Ge silver in his hand was shining, and it was terrifying.
Trample!
Zimo fell to the ground, and the surroundings were immediately surrounded by soldiers, but no one made a move, just now I heard Yun Zhongjun's order, to capture him alive, to be honest, if these dozens of soldiers swarmed up, Zimo would have died a long time ago.
Yun Zhongjun immediately followed, already holding a sword in his hand, judging from Zimo's skills just now, it was enough for him to pay attention.
The blade is out of the sheath, this sword is called Amaterasu, and the sword book ranks thirteenth!
Its style is more like a katana, but in this era of the Qin Dynasty, it is estimated that Japan does not even have iron tools, let alone knives, and the sword is a family, and the sword is actually a derivative of the sword, which originated in China.
Yun Zhongjun held the sword in both hands, which was a very standard warrior posture, and glared at Zimo angrily, "Little ghost, hand over the things, I can guarantee that you will not die!" ”