Chapter 1: The Pursuit
"Mu Lao, those people are about to catch up, you take the young master and leave quickly, and we will delay them for a while to buy you some time. β
In the dim night, the moonlight was scattered, the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the empty valley seemed extraordinarily silent, but at this time, a violent wheezing sound sounded in the valley, breaking this tranquility, accompanied by heavy gasps, and thick but seemingly intermittent words, came together.
Through the afterglow of the moonlight, I can vaguely see that this sudden intruder is a group of people, counting the appearance of the past six or seven people, at this time, they are all covered with blood, ragged, dripping red blood stains of big hands, holding the blade in the hand with bursts of cold light.
Looking at their swaying figures, they can support their bodies and still stand, which shows their iron will.
The one who spoke before was a rugged man, his upper body was naked, and there was a terrible scar on his chest that was deep to the bone, and in his hand, he held a half-human-high big knife, which had been curled, and his right arm holding the knife was already spasmodic, and the blood was running down the big knife with the curly blade, dripping on the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his, or the people who were chasing him.
Stopping in a hurry with a slightly stumbling pace, the person at the head paused, turned his head to look at the rugged big man, his cloudy gaze swept over the few remaining people behind him one by one, and there was a flash of brilliance in his pupils that he didn't know what it meant.
This person should be the old man Mu in the mouth of the big man, as his name suggests, the old man looks like he is close to old age, white eyebrows and white beard, he should be the age of raising his days and waiting for the judgment of fate, at this time, but like everyone behind him, his clothes are stained with blood, and what is even more terrifying is that Mu Lao's right arm was cut off by Qi Gen, but there is no blood flowing and overflowing, the incision is smooth as a mirror, glowing with dark green, and you can clearly see the blood rushing in it, but the blood, but the blood, like a face, presents a dark green color, as if it is pollutedγ
At this time, holding a baby in Mu Lao's arms, still swaddling, should have just been born, a pair of grape-like eyes flashing with a crystal luster, not crying or making trouble, just looking at Mu Lao who was holding him, and glancing at the blood-stained men beside him from time to time.
"Good"
Without any words, Mu Lao nodded heavily, took a step back with a staggering figure, looked around at the people in front of him, and then, holding the baby in his arms, bowed to the group of iron-clad men in front of him, and then, without looking back, dragged his heavy steps towards the depths of the empty valley.
Because he knew in his heart that this was the last time he saw these people, he understood the reason why they did this, in addition to what they said, but also because this group of people at this time really didn't have the strength to go on, counting today, they had been fleeing for seven days and seven nights, non-stop fighting, non-stop fleeing, from the beginning of the hundred-man team continued to shrink, sharply reduced to only six or seven now, they really have no strength, rather than die on the way to escape, it is better to fight to the death, give full play to the last residual heat, iron bones, let him admire.
"Young master, you have to remember them, these people are all dying to protect you. β
Staggering forward, Mu Lao's mouth muttered to himself, but then, he smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking to himself, what can a child who is only a few months old remember?
"Boom"
I don't know how long time has passed, here, as if time has no meaning, Mu Lao's heart has only one thought, that is, to escape, and at this moment, a heavy boom sounded, so that Mu Lao, who was tired of running, gradually slowed down his staggering pace, and couldn't help but turn around and look at the distant sky.
There, a brilliant mushroom cloud filled with blood-colored brilliance rose up, illuminating the dim night, and Mu Lao knew that they were gone, with a brilliant brilliance, and the lives of those executioners.
The erosive brilliance bloomed in the baby's shiny and crystalline pupils, like the most beautiful fireworks in the world, but it was mixed with endless blood and unwillingness.
Without stopping for the rotten blood, Mu Lao tightened the baby in his arms and walked away into the depths of the valley again, he didn't want to waste the time they had bought for himself, then their sacrifice would be meaningless.
"Bang"
Time has passed for a long time, the sky in the distance has revealed a touch of fish white, the night is about to come to an end, and Mu Lao, as if with the opening of the night, gradually lost his strength, fell on the road to escape, rickety figure curled up, doing his best to protect the baby in his arms.
"Young master, the old man has done his best, and he can only escort you here. β
Mu Lao fell, facing the morning sun that appeared in the sky, reflected on his pale cheeks, his thin face was not a little bloody, Mu Lao looked at the baby in his arms, the corners of his mouth flashed a wry smile, the words were pale and weak, and whispered softly in the baby's ear.
The ground under his feet was stained red with blood, and Mu Lao's severed arm, finally at this time, a large amount of blood flowed out, not like red, but as seen before, showing a deep dark green color, mixed with a touch of black.
"Hehe, old fellow, is it finally impossible to run?"
Not long after Mu Lao fell, a sharp voice sounded in the hollow valley, a flicker, a black shadow was vaguely seen passing by, and the next moment, a black-robed figure appeared in front of Mu Lao, his words were full of sarcasm, and his gaze fell on the latter, as if he was looking at a dead man.
"Is God going to kill us too?"
Getting up with difficulty, staggering to stand firmly, Mu Lao did not look at the black-clothed man who appeared in front of him, but looked at the sky rendered by the morning sun with his residual vision, sighing and wailing, his eyes were full of regret and glanced at the baby in his arms, his heart was full of grief and indignation.
Is this child really not supposed to be in this world? What is wrong with him, and why should he be put to death?
"Old fellow, I advise you to get acquainted with each other and give me this child obediently, otherwise, your death will become a luxury. β
Ignoring Mu Lao's wailing appearance, the man in black slowly walked in front of Mu Lao, his eyes were cold, his eyes were full of killing intent, and his eyes stared at the child he was holding in his arms for a moment.
"Since God doesn't open his eyes, then this child might as well go with me, than to be taken away by you and live a life that is worse than death. β
For the threat of the man in black, Mu Lao's pale face showed a smile, but the smile was full of bitterness, he was entrusted to send this child to a safe place, but judging from the current situation, it was impossible to do it, even so, it was better to let this child go with him, than to be taken away by these executioners.
"How dare you, old fellow!"
Looking at the gradual luster around Mu Lao's body, the black-clothed man was a little panicked, and shouted hysterically, he was really afraid that this old guy would take the baby to death together, in that way, even if his mission failed, and failure would have doomed him, so no matter what, he couldn't let this child have any mistakes.
As soon as the words fell, the figure of the man in black moved, and he could hardly see any movements, only a faint afterimage, like a streamer, went straight to Mu Lao, and then, the body of the man in black erupted with a brutal energy, which was as black as ink, and instantly wrapped Mu Lao's rickety figure.
The figure of the man in black is like a ghost in the dark night, fluctuating, surrounding Mu Lao, completely unable to capture his figure, when he lost his mind, the figure of the man in black suddenly made a move, and poked out a thin palm from the wide robe, which was surrounded by black light, and could be seen through the black light, the palm was not human-like, skinny and bone-like, and the blood vessels all over it could be clearly seen.
The next moment, the thin palm slapped out suddenly, mixed with a dark luster, and fell on the back of Mu Lao's heart, bombarding it heavily, the palm fell, with a crystal luster flashing, and the gradually expanding Mu Lao's figure was like a deflated ball, instantly shriveled, and between breaths, it returned to its original appearance, the difference was that the face became more pale than before.
"Poof"
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Mu Lao's figure staggered, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, but in the end, Mu Lao's body still staggered to a stand, but the self-deprecating look on his cheeks became more and more intense.
"It's really sad, doesn't you even have a chance to blow yourself up?"
"Hehe, old fellow, now you better give that child to me, so that you can die happily. β
As Mu Lao's self-explosion was forcibly interrupted, the figure in black also stood still, and his entire body was wrapped under a wide black robe, and his face could not be seen, only his sharp words could be heard.
At this time, he was like a predator, enjoying the last struggles of the prey, waiting for a sumptuous dinner.
For the words of the man in black, Mu Lao didn't refute it, but looked at the baby in his arms with sad eyes, tears rolling down the corners of his eyes, his life had already been put on the sidelines, but he was suffering from this child, did he just come to this world and leave like this?
"Miscellaneous, you're tired of being crooked. β
Just when Mu Lao felt that his life was at stake, and he didn't wait for me, a deep voice suddenly sounded, which shocked his consciousness that was about to collapse, and his pupils that were about to dilute gradually became bright at this time.
"Who? come out to me, sneaky stuff. β
The footsteps were approaching, seeing that the prey was about to arrive, but a strange hunter suddenly appeared in the battlefield, which couldn't help but make the black-clothed people feel a little angry, but after the anger, he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart, under that thick voice, he sensed a strong sense of oppression, obviously, the strength of the person who came should be far above himself.
Despite all the shouting, the man in black did not stop at all, and the big hand that reached out gradually dilated in Mu Lao's pupils, grabbing the baby in his arms.
"Roll"
The deep voice came again, but this time, the sound turned into substance, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye were lightning fast, but they were close to the eyes in an instant, and they bombarded the big hand of the man in black.
"Click"
The big hand condensed by the black light was only a reflection of the sound wave, and it was crushed away, and after the big hand was defeated, the sound wave had no intention of staying, and went straight to the black-clothed man to shroud it, faintly condensing into the shape of a big bell, wanting to detain it in it.
"It's you. β
Seeing that the big black light hand that he leaned out was crushed by the sound wave, the man in black screamed, and after a short fight, he already recognized who the person was, although he shouted in his mouth, but his hand did not dare to stay, and hurriedly resisted the sound wave bell shrouded in the sky.
"Boom"
The smoke and dust were everywhere, flying sand and stones, and a loud rumbling sound exploded in the ears, and after the sound was gone, after the smoke and dust dissipated, the position originally occupied by the man in black appeared at this time, and a huge pit appeared, among them, a figure staggered to stand, and the black robe covered by the upper body was torn to pieces under the brutal impact, revealing his true face.
At this time, standing in the deep pit was the man in black before, but at this time he looked extremely embarrassed, how could he still face Mu Lao's commanding spirit before, blood was dripping between his arms, and the broken clothes flowed down, but the strange thing was that the blood flowing from the man in black was not red, but dark black, like Wenmo.
Slowly retracting his crossed arms, the man in black looked at the figure that appeared at the edge of the pit, a touch of fear flashed in his pupils, he was very familiar with the person in front of him, but at the same time, he was also a little puzzled in his heart, according to the information provided above, the person in front of him should not appear here, but right now, he was standing in front of him alive, although he didn't want to admit it, he could only face reality.
"Old Man Shi, I advise you not to meddle in this matter, otherwise, you should know the consequences. β
"Bang"
As soon as the man in black finished speaking, he stood on the edge of the deep pit, and the person he called the old man Shi made a move with his palm, and the man in black flew up in the air, and with the palm of the old man in stone, the former rose in the wind and was thrown heavily on the stone wall of the hollow valley, inlaid with a human-shaped hollow.
"If you can catch my trick, it means that you should not die, and someone will find you to collect it in the future. β
After finishing speaking, the old man Shi moved his fingertips lightly, pointed to the sky, and slowly circled, and then, he saw that at his fingertips, a smooth stone was beating slowly, as if he was cheering.
"Go"
Immediately, I saw the old man casually point out his fingertips, and the smooth stone shot out in response, shooting towards the humanoid hole embedded in the stone wall, and on the way, the stone that was no more than the size of his thumb seemed to be infused with expanding gas, rising against the storm, and his breath had become the size of the mountain peak in the hollow valley, and smashed towards the hollow.
Such a brutal offensive fell on the body of the man in black, and I am afraid that he will be crushed and there will be no scum left.
Without paying any attention to the stones shot out of the wind, Old Man Shi slowly walked to Mu Lao's side, glanced at the baby in his arms, sighed, and said, "Don't worry, this child is handed over to me." β
Looking at the old man Shi in front of him, Mu Lao's tense heart finally let go, for the person in front of him, he believed, after all, they had worked together, and then, Mu Lao used the last strength of his body, trembling but extremely careful handed the baby in his arms to the old man Shi, and a relieved smile appeared on his pale cheeks, as if he had a heart.
"Take care of him, and if possible, let him be an ordinary person. β
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The silence of the empty valley is still there, the morning sun is sprinkled, reflecting on this land, at the horizon, there is a lonely tomb, and there is a stone tablet standing in front of the tomb, which is engraved with a few crooked characters: the tomb of Mu Lao - Jiang Xiaoqili