The rain became heavier and heavier. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the fog, Xinghuan and Yan Rong waited quietly.

After a brief discussion between the three in front of them, there was finally movement.

It seemed that someone had gone out, and the rain was too loud, and Xinghuan didn't hear the words between the three of them clearly.

At the edge of the mist, Zhang Yang's face turned pale and he instructed, "Be careful." ”

An arrogant person like him rarely takes others in his eyes, let alone a nobody like He Wuming, but after these days, he has already become friends with He Wuming.

Beside Zhang Yang, a woman supported him, looking at him with eyes full of love and tenderness.

Regarding Zhang Yang's instructions, He Wuming smiled indifferently and said, "If I see that the situation is wrong, I will return it." ”

Zhang Yang patted He Wuming's shoulder, covered his mouth and coughed slightly.

Stepping out of the fog, He Wuming turned his back to Zhang Yang and slowly walked to the carriage.

For some reason, he looked a little nervous.

Forcing himself to calm down, He Wuming's palms couldn't help but clench into fists, and he muttered to himself, "I'm sorry." ”

His voice was so low that even he couldn't hear it clearly.

I don't know who he said "I'm sorry" to.

Approaching the carriage, He Wuming stood still, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, calming his mood.

After a pause, he looked at the old man in front of him, his expression was very serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Why does the old man stay here?" ”

It is always easy for people to take a nap when they are old, not to mention that on this rainy day, it is easy to get tired after the rain.

Despite the robe, the heavy coolness is still irresistible.

The dead old coachman had seen too much in his life, so he didn't care about the corpses around him, and even his own life.

Letting him live in this world as a lonely old man is a kind of pain and torture.

After coming back to his senses, the old coachman smiled and said, "Wait for someone." ”

He Wuming said: "Wait for whom." ”

The old coachman rubbed his palms that were a little frozen, and said, "Wait for the two girls." ”

He Wuming said: "Why are you waiting here?" ”

The old coachman looked at the fog and said, "They went to the fog." ”

In the fog?

After He Wuming was surprised, he smiled and said, "The old man can go." ”

The old coachman was puzzled and said, "Why? ”

He Wuming sighed: "You can't wait. ”

The old coachman shook his head and said, "I've been waiting, I've been waiting." ”

He Wuming also shook his head and said, "They are already dead, even if you wait until you die, you can't wait." ”

The old coachman smiled and said, "Not necessarily. ”

He Wuming looked at the old coachman seriously, and was suddenly helpless.

This is an old man who doesn't know martial arts at all, and he is not worried.

It's just that it's always a good idea to be careful.

Although some means were used to divert the besieged people here, it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no accidents.

In this world, accidents can always happen at any time......

After thinking about it, He Wuming said: "The old man is a person? ”

The old coachman nodded and said, "Now I'm the only bad old man left." ”

He Wuming was still cautious: "Can you let me check the carriage?" ”

The old coachman said, "Please, but don't touch anything in the carriage." ”

He Wuming arched his hand and said, "Thank you, old man." ”

The old coachman closed his eyes and recuperated again.

He's just a bad old man on the verge of death, and life and death have long been downplayed.

The man in front of him clearly had a problem, but he didn't care; All he cared about was when the two girls would come out of the fog.

Letting the rain drench his clothes, He Wuming lifted the curtain of the car window and looked inside.

Except for a sleeping white tiger, there were no living creatures inside.

Slightly relieved, He Wuming was ready to put down the curtain.

Suddenly, an exclamation came from his ear: "Be careful. ”

The voice is flamboyant.

With this exclamation, he felt the discomfort of a pinprick in the back of his vest.

Someone attacked!

Is that the old man? Or is it someone else?

There was no time to turn around and check, He Wuming rolled to the side.

It's just that it's still too late, and he gets a slap in the shoulder.

His martial arts were not good in the first place, so under such a sudden attack, he was inevitably injured.

It's not dead, but it's pretty much there.

Because that palm is poisonous, and it is highly poisonous.

The rain was so heavy that it not only obscured the view, but also all the sounds.

He only focused on the carriage, and did not see an additional person coming out of the carriage at some point.

When he lifted the curtain, the man was behind him.

Zhang Yang, who has been paying attention to this place, found out, but it was too late.

But even if it was too late, he couldn't do nothing, so Zhang Yang stepped out of the fog and made a move.

I saw that with a pinch of his hand, there was a crystal clear Dao life and death talisman on his fingertips.

Raising his hand, the life and death talisman shot out.

In any case, he had to save He Wuming.

Although he was still seriously injured, after seven days of recovery, he already had the strength to fight, at least enough to deal with the situation in front of him.

If the attacker was really a person......

At the same time, the woman beside Zhang Yang also raised her hand and shot out a cold light.

Under the attack of the Ice Spirit Silver Needle and the Life and Death Talisman, the attacker had no choice but to temporarily retreat to the side.

In the muddy water, He Wuming tried his best to flip his body and looked at the person who attacked him.

This is a man dressed in black and wearing a hat on his head.

The rain was too heavy and the sky was too dark, so he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

However, although he couldn't see clearly, one thing he knew very well was that he didn't know this person.

It's important, really important.

Because it is likely that it means that the person he contacted had an accident.

Silently, He Wuming swallowed a detoxification pill, although I don't know if it is useful or not, but it is better than nothing.

In the heavy rain, the man in the hat temporarily retreated and confronted Zhang Yang and the three.

The beautiful woman from the Tomb Sect bent down to help He Wuming, and said in a crisp voice, "Are you okay?" ”

A flash of infatuation flashed in He Wuming's eyes, and he smiled: "I'm fine." ”

The woman relieved her heart and got up to look at Zhang Yang.

Seeing this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of He Wuming's mouth.

As if sensing the woman's gaze, Zhang Yang stared cautiously at the man in the hat in the rain curtain in the distance, and said, "Return to the fog." ”

The woman tapped her chin and lifted He Wuming.

As the three of them slowly retreated, the man in the hat did not give up, and also kept his distance and followed.

The fog is getting closer and closer, and Zhang Yang's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

He didn't believe that the man in front of him would let him go so easily, so he had to be careful.

In the carriage, the old coachman was still napping with his eyes closed.

He just glanced at the battle in front of him and ignored it.

The fog was not far from the carriage, but the three of them walked for a long time, and they were very tired from walking, and they still didn't reach the end.

He Wuming was already angry, his face was gray, and his eyes were gloomy.

Zhang Yang's forehead was already covered with dense sweat, and it was instantly washed away by the rain.

Only the Tomb Sect woman looked better, but she still couldn't describe the tiredness on her face.

After all, for so many days, she has been taking care of Zhang Yang closely, and she has not rested well, so her state is naturally not much better.