However, it was said that Segolena and Zio saw that Luciumarcu was about to be killed, and they didn't have time to think about it, so they wrapped their weapons from behind their horses, tore open the tent cloth and stabbed at General Pasha. General Pasha, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, was suddenly attacked at this time, although he was not panicked, he slashed the broad-backed saber in his hand, blocked the sword momentum of Zio, and rolled to the side.

It's just that even though he reacted quickly, he was still hit by Segolena's cane in the thigh, and the pain was to the bone marrow for a while. Segolena was wounded in both fists, and he was not accustomed to the sword, so he took Brother Kavanagh's chestnut staff with him.

The two of them already had the intention of killing, and they missed the blow with one blow, and then made another move. Zio used Sventovet's spear, and Segolena carried the Gospel of Matthew, and the offensive continued. The Pasha general rolled on the carpet again and again, losing his dignity, but he still couldn't escape the range of the two men's killing moves. This was a shocking change, and the guards in the big tent and a few Arebe were all stunned. Luciumaku thought he was going to die, but suddenly there was a sonorous sound of weapons in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, he happened to see the blonde boy who was pretending to be a messenger and Zio rushing into the tent, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

General Pasha knew that if he followed this evasive method, he would be killed sooner or later. He lay on his back on the velvet blanket, and when he saw the sword and staff coming towards him, there was no reason to avoid it, but he was fierce, shouting the name of Allah, and the muscles of his whole body trembled violently, and his true qi surged, and the whole person actually lay sideways and rose into the air. I only heard two pops, and a sword and a staff poked into the velvet carpet very deeply.

Legend has it that after Muhammad's ascension, the coffin where his body rested was suspended in mid-air, and his body was covered with incantations. The four caliphs looked at the coffin and meditated during the vigil, and created a unique set of light exercises, called "coffin gong". Ordinary light exercises require the movement of the limbs to exert force, but the coffin can rely on muscle contraction, and can be jumped and moved in any position, just like Muhammad's coffin. It's just that this skill is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the princes of all dynasties have hidden it in the mountain room, and no one cares about it, and I don't want to meet one on this Moldovan plain.

Segolena and Zio had already calculated that they would kill him within three moves, but General Pasha suddenly made a strange move to cover the attack. Before the two of them could react, General Pasha's body fell to the ground again, pressing the serrated sword under him. Zio hurriedly withdrew his sword, but it was difficult to pull it, and Segolena saw this, and pointed diagonally at the wooden staff to poke the Pasha general in the chest. Unexpectedly, General Pasha performed the coffin gong again, his body moved horizontally, and Zio pulled his sword too hard, and suddenly fell on top of the velvet blanket. Fearing that his moves would be old and hurt Zio, Segolena forced the wooden staff to brake, and his chest was churning with blood and blood, and the offensive was stagnant.

Between this advance and retreat, three guards who were close to each other had already pounced. Segolena repeatedly missed, and his heart was full of anger, and the wooden staff ran like the wind, frequently drawing crosses, and his true spirit was raging. Matthew's staff method was originally based on generosity, but he made it extremely ruthless, or smashed or poked, and in an instant, the three guards had been knocked out of their brains and bleeding by this blunt murder weapon, and they all died. It was only these three people who stopped him, and General Pasha took the opportunity to get up from the ground and run out of the tent.

Segolena was inexperienced, so he fell short, and he was very annoyed. In the flash of the gods, a large number of guards had poured into the big tent, surrounding the Pasha legions, and more than a dozen bows and arrows were aimed at the three people in the tent. If they had fought for their lives, they might have been able to kill and wound a few more enemies, but it would have been extremely difficult to assassinate General Pasha again.

Zio slowly picked up the serrated sword from the ground, stood beside Luciusmaku and said, "Don't get me wrong, deacon, we are here to assassinate the boss, but we are not here to save you. If I hadn't seen you a little backbone just now, I would have killed you first. Luciusmaku smiled bitterly and said, "You fools who have not done enough things can only do things brutally, and now you have brought endless disasters to Suceva, right?" Zio sneered: "Deacon, you are wise, and you have learned this kung fu so profoundly." Lushumaku sneered: "When is it, you are still taking advantage of your tongue, no wonder Sventovet sent rivers and rivers to decline, and a crab is not as good as a crab." "These two men were rivals in Suceava, and when they died, they did not change.

Segolena was silent, he was secretly pranayama, thinking about how to solve the dilemma in front of him. If he had relied on the ghostly body and the "Proverbs" kung fu, it should not be difficult for him to escape alone, but Zio and Luciusmaku would have been poisoned. General Napasha had already stood far away, and there were guards on the three floors around him, and he had already taken the lead, so he grabbed it at this time, and he was afraid that he would be intercepted and killed by the dozen bows and crossbows halfway.

The general of the Pasha had regained his composure by this time, and soldiers from all sides rushed to enclose the big tent. For a while, there was a "creaking" sound of cowhide bowstrings tightening inside and outside the tent, and as long as the Pasha general's right hand was gently released, the three people in the tent would be pierced into hedgehogs.

General Pasha rubbed his right leg, secretly frightened, the staff was so heavy that it almost broke the bones, this assassin should not be underestimated. He pinched his beard and shouted at the tent: "Lu Xiumaku, you sinister villain, you actually use yourself as bait to assassinate General Ben!"

Lu Xiumaku spread his hands in the tent and said helplessly: "General Mingjian, I am here for peace. These two are Sventovites, and they have nothing to do with me. Zio hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, we Sventovets have always only known 'come to fight', and never know how to spell the word 'please'." He wanted to use more vulgar words, but when he thought of Luciu's calm expression of being killed just now, he didn't say any more. Lu Xiumaku said: "They assassinated the general, and the little old man was willing to bear it with all his might, just to spare the lives of the soldiers and civilians of the entire city of Suchava. Zio said unhappily: "Bah, it seems that you are high-spirited! Who doesn't know that negotiating with the Ottomans is to seek the skin of a tiger, and you have lived to be a guinea pig at a young age?"

General Pasha was originally full of anger, but after listening to the conversation between the two, he actually smiled: "If you are a gang, it is really unreasonable. General Ben had been fighting for many years, and he had never seen such a discordant assassin. He rolled his eyes and saw Segolena who was silent: "Seeing that you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, you are very handsome in kung fu, is there such a good player in the Sventovet faction?" Luciumarcus didn't know the details of Segolena, and Zio actually didn't know it, Segolena was thinking hard about how to get out, and the three of them didn't speak for a while. General Pasha thought it was a tacit acquiescence, clapped his hands and smiled: "Very good, very good." ”

When the night was windy, one of the guards brought a rabbit fur cloak to General Pasha, and he tightened the collar of the cloak, looked up at the sky, and said to the three people in the tent: "You are very brave, I really admire it. This general has the virtue of a good life, so I will give you a chance, how about we make a bet?"

Segolena, Zio, and Luciumaku were originally determined to die, but when they heard the general's words, they were all stunned. General Pasha rubbed his fingers together and continued after a long time: "There are three of you in the city of Sucava. Including General Ben, our Ottoman army also produced three generals. Fight each other in pairs, and win two out of three games. If we prevail, you will all die, and if you prevail, you will depart, and I will bring my army back to Wallachia. As to whether the city of Suceava should be slaughtered or pardoned, I will ask His Majesty the Sultan to see his decision. ”

Luciusmaku had been negotiating with the Ottomans for a long time, and was well aware of their temperament, and after a little thought, he already knew it in his heart. The Turks respected the warriors the most, and the embarrassment of General Pasha in the tent just now was seen by everyone, and he lost face. These Ottoman nobles were very famous, and they were deeply afraid that if they made such a mistake, it would be difficult for them to control their subordinates in the future. If the Pasha General had ordered the Assassin to be shot directly, he would have had the advantage of being outnumbered;

Defeating the three Assassins in an open duel would restore their reputation. He was afraid that the two young men would refuse, so he whispered to Zio: "If you want to see Yulinia's girl again, you can quickly agree." Zio was suddenly embarrassed and angry by the person he hated the most, and was just about to open his mouth to refute, but Segolena had already taken a step forward, his wooden cane on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Just follow what the general says." "He doesn't like to argue, and he who sees the truth by force has the right appetite.

When the general of the Pasha saw that Segolena agreed, he laughed and said, "Very good!" and immediately ordered a place to be shot in the camp, and the pine and cypress torches were lit, and the triangular spear flags were tied at the four corners. When the Ottoman soldiers heard that the Lord was going to fight a duel with the Moldovans, they poured in from all over the camp and surrounded a flood. When the soldier who had led Segolena and Zio through the door saw that they were assassins, his face turned white with fright, and he shrank in the crowd and shivered, wondering when he would desert and escape.

When the dueling venue was ready to stop, General Pasha invited ten Arebe to stand under the spear banner as referees. The Ottoman army was formed with a thousand men and led by various lords named Arebe. Although they were under the control of the Pasha, they were in a transcendent position, and their subordinates were all sons of their own country, so they had to be polite to them as well.

The general of the Pasha himself calculated clearly: the dead wood of Luxiumaku was old and did not need to be considered, the flute who made the sawtooth sword was not necessarily clever, and could be said to be a safe victory; the blonde boy saw that his side was defeated twice, and he should have calculated that even if he won once, it would be useless, and his position was bound to be in chaos. He thought of the cruelest force this kid had just now, and secretly thought that he had to kill him with his own hands. At that time, he can not only be an assassin with his hands, but also win the reputation of fairness and generosity, which is really a good strategy to kill two birds with one stone.

As soon as Segolena, Zio and Luciumarcuff entered the field, the four horns sounded in unison, which was deafening. Some people in the audience stretched out their hands to scold and throw melons and fruits, which caused a burst of laughter. General Pasha told the military doctor to bandage his right leg, and asked for a piece of raw mandala grass to chew in his mouth, so that the pain would be slightly reduced, so as not to affect the duel for a while.

There are also war drums beating, mixed with the sound of high-pitched trumpets, and Hong Hong is very powerful. General Pasha walked into the middle of the arena with his hands raised and the audience fell silent for a moment. General Pasha exclaimed: "All praise be to Allah." Today, three Moldovan Assassins infiltrated the camp in an attempt to assassinate the General. Fortunately, Allah was gracious and let their treacherous plan fail. The general took pity on them as warriors, so he made a bet to ask ten Alebe to bear witness and hold a duel under the watchful eye of Allah, and life and death were irrelevant. Allah is great!" The warriors shouted in unison, "Allah is the great, Allah is the great!" Zio and Lucimaku thought that Suceava might face such a terrible enemy, and they looked at each other, their faces changing slightly.

General Pasha summoned two men from the rear ranks and stood to his left and right. One of them was extremely strong, with a shiny top of his head and an iron chain hammer in his hand, and the other was dark-skinned, wearing only a linen shirt and a white cloth wrapped around his head, and he was supposed to be a slave of the Pasha. General Pasha pointed at the black man and said, "He is our vanguard, and you can send someone out." "He appointed the candidate first, let the opponent calmly set up the formation, obviously extremely confident.

Luciumaku said: "This horse is dismounted, and you can deal with it, and I will let that giant man kill me for a while, and only if you defeat General Pasha, the blonde boy, the overall situation can be decided." Zio listened to his arrangement, although his tone was still commanding, but he had the desire to die, and he wanted to refute it, but he didn't know what to say for a while. Luciusmaku snorted coldly and said, "Don't think it's for your good, the old man just doesn't want Suchava City to suffer from the trouble you provoked." ”

Zio was not angry, nor was he laughing, so he had to turn his face away and walk into the circle with his sword. He looked around and said to the black slave, "The Sventovets never take advantage of people, what about your weapons?" the black man shook his head and stuck out his tongue, which had been cut in half. General Pasha said on the side, "Just because we Ottoman nobles never fight against inferior slaves, so he doesn't use weapons," Zio was also from a noble background, and his heart was furious when he heard General Pasha's mockery. He shook his serrated sword, thinking that he would take care of the slave first. The two stood in a circle, and did not salute, and the war drums flew and the duel began.

As soon as the black man heard the sound of the drum, he threw himself at Zio. Seeing that his hands and feet were not in order, Zio sneered and stabbed him in the throat with his sword. The black man did not dodge or dodge, his body arched, and it became a hugging momentum. Zio was startled, withdrew his sword and returned the move, and turned into a shield. The black man slammed into the blade of the sword, and was immediately cut by the serrated teeth with several blood marks.

Qi Ao expected that he would be injured by this, and he would inevitably retreat, and he would regroup. The black man seemed to be unaware of the pain, and his two long arms slid down the serrated teeth. Wherever the sawtooth reaches, the skin immediately opens and the blood flows wildly. Zio had never seen such a deadly fight, and the long sword in his hand hesitated for a moment, and the black man had already bullied him, and his limbs were wide open. Zio was caught off guard and was hugged by him.

The black man's limbs were wrapped like snakes, and he held Zio like glue. Zio didn't care about decency, so he had to keep rolling on the ground in the hope of breaking free. The black man was tightly wound, his arms and chest were bleeding, and the two men rolled into two bloody gourds. The general of the Pasha gave a whistle, and the black man immediately bent his back and arched his waist, crossed his hands and legs, and grabbed with a few sharp strokes, his knees already pressed against the back of Zio's heart, and his elbows locked his neck. His hands are extremely strong, and the rings are like iron locks and steel pliers, and no matter how hard Zio struggles, he will not let up at all.

Unbeknownst to Zio, the black man was from Zimbabwe. Zimbabwe's grasslands are lush and teeming with predators. The locals fight lions and leopards naked, and they are extremely fierce, and they have practiced a freehand grappling technique based on knees and elbows in the fight with giant beasts. This "Zimbabwean grappler" has no fixed moves, the willow follows the wind, the water goes invisible, depending on the opponent's reaction and moves, only with the strength of the hand to lock the vital point, once the hand is like copper juice casting, even if the lion's claws are added to the body, it is not moved, until the opponent suffocates and dies. When General Pasha saw this black man in the slave market in Cairo that day, he felt extraordinary, and bought it for fifty ducats, and kept it with him all the time.

The stronger the black man's hand became, Zio's joints creaked and made ominous noises, and the struggle became weaker and weaker. Segolena and Luciumaku were anxious, but they couldn't step forward because of the rules. Seeing that Zio's eyes were gradually losing their brilliance, Luciumarcu finally couldn't help but shout: "General, we are willing to lose this game, and let go." ”

There was thunderous cheers outside the arena, and the Ottoman warriors all showed arrogant looks. How could this Moldovan, who could not defeat even a low-class black slave, confront the great Ottoman commander? The general Pasha was so proud that he walked over and patted the black man on the shoulder, and the black man immediately let go of Zio's limbs, stood up without wiping the blood from his body, and stood back in line humbly.

Segolena flew over to help Zio, seeing that his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and his mind was already confused, he hurriedly attached his right palm to his cervical vertebrae, and continuously sent three short internal forces to urge the blood that was stuck in the neck of the Cancer Palace; After several consecutive performances, Zio suddenly screamed and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth. Luciumaku said, "How is he?" Segolena said with relief: "The congestion in his lungs has been cleared, and he will be fine when he slowly recovers the blood." Luciusmaku said "um", got up and walked into the arena with his hands in his hands, and said loudly: "General Pasha, the little old man will be the opponent of the second game." ”

General Pasha was in a very good mood when he saw that Zio had been defeated, and when he saw Luciumaku standing in the middle of the formation, he couldn't help but smile and said: "There are no eyes in the duel arena, you old man might as well admit defeat directly, and you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin." Lu Xiumaku took off his robe, tied his belt tightly, and said indifferently: "Thank you for your concern, General." The bald man could not hold back for a long time, and jumped into the field, screaming wildly, and dancing like a windmill with a hammer in his hand, which drew a burst of applause from the soldiers. General Pasha said: "Nian is old and frail, Heromet, you leave him a whole corpse, don't ravage too much." ”

The big man named Heromut grinned and threw his mace out sharply. The hammer was made of fine iron, the nails were hideous, tied by iron chains, and there were 120 catties to say the least. Lu Xiumaku hurriedly dodged to the left, his movements were clumsy, and at a glance he knew that he was not a practitioner. The mace slammed into the ground at his feet, sending up a cloud of dust and creating a large crater.

Intending to tease the old man, Heromat slowly pulled back the mace, shook it in his hand, and smashed it out again. Luciumarcus thought he was repeating his old trick and dodged to the right again, but the mace suddenly turned halfway through and hit him in the right arm. The old man screamed and fell to the ground, one arm twisted into a strange shape, and it was already useless. Lushumaku didn't know the common sense of martial arts, and he didn't know how to hide his body, and when Heromoth saw his right shoulder move slightly, he had already guessed his movements, and he missed all the blows.

The audience was thunderous, not because of the profundity of Zanheromot's martial arts, but because they felt that this cat-and-mouse game was enjoyable. Heromat licked his lips, and the mace whirred out again, this time striking Luciumarcu's left leg. Luciumaku was half-kneeling on the ground, barely supported by one leg, his facial muscles twitching, obviously in extreme pain. Heromoth deliberately showed off his skills, and the hammer was frequently pointed out, and each time he brushed the corner of the old man's clothes, he smashed a large circle of holes around him, like a ring to trap him.

General Pasha said, "Don't torture this old man, send him to Allah as soon as possible." Heromot answered, swaggered up to the old man, and said in a half-baked Moldovan language: "Would you rather smash your chest or your head?" Luciumarcus did not answer, but Heromot only said that he was too frightened to speak, and said impatiently: "If you don't choose, I will make up my own mind." Then he raised the mace, leaned down and brought his face closer, squinting his eyes to measure his body, thinking that this old thing was thin and withered, and that it would not spill much blood wherever it hit, and that it would not be brilliant enough.

He was secretly thinking to himself, Lucius's eyes suddenly opened, and his left arm stretched straight out, like a lonely peak piercing through the clouds, and a finger poked between the eyebrows of Heromet. The blow pierced through the skull, and before Heromor could react, he fell to the ground like a giant elephant with an arrow.

The audience was in an uproar, and General Pasha and the ten Arebe were stunned, who would have thought that this old man would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and make a miraculous trick that would result in the death of Heram. Many of the soldiers who were standing far away thought they had cast some kind of magic, and shouted together that these northern barbarians were cheating. Segolena stepped forward to help Luciusmaku up, raised his head and said, "General Pasha, have we won this battle?" Pasha's face was full of clouds, and when he saw that Heromet was dead, he had to nod.

He could see clearly just now that Luciumarcu had indeed pierced the center of Heromoth's eyebrows with one finger, and the finger power was amazing. It's just that he really can't figure it out, since Lu Xiumaku is a hidden master, why did he frustrate his spirit and lose one arm and one leg first? Segolena also had the same question, he touched Lu Xiumaku's hands and feet, his right arm and left leg were broken, it was not fake, and he was destined to be crippled in this life. Luciumaku said in a low voice: "You must have doubts in your heart, why didn't I knock down that monster in the first place?" Segolena was silent, Luciumaku smiled bitterly: "The old man is just a deacon, he is busy with cases on weekdays, where do you know how to fight." The trick just now was taught to the old man by a person to defend himself, and I will only use this trick. Segolena complimented: "This friend of yours is really a master. The trick just now seems ordinary, but it is really cleverly conceived, so that ordinary people can exert great power, and it is obviously tailor-made for you. Luciumarcus sighed, "He's a friend." It's a pity that he said that this trick is extremely draining and should not be used lightly, only once can make me lose my vitality, and if I do it again, I am afraid that I will run out of oil and die. Segolena smiled: "You haven't practiced internal strength, you don't understand the principle of qi and blood circulation, to send out such power, it will naturally take several times more energy than practicing the family." Where is there a cheap thing that can be fought without effort. ”

As he spoke, Segolena had already clicked on several star points of Luciusmaku, sealing the passage of his limbs and relieving some of the pain. Lucimarku barely bothered himself and said, "Blonde boy, it's all up to you." Segolene made a reassuring gesture at him, feeling wonderful. This man was a man who had been condescending to him in Suceava, and now he had become a partner with the same hatred and hatred, and the wonder of his fate made people sigh.

Segolena walked into the arena with a wooden staff in his hand and said to General Pasha, "General, let's come to the third game." General Pasha's expression was cloudy, he was hesitant, and now he won one and lost one, and the third game turned into a decisive game, this blonde boy was bound to fight hard, looking at the means he had just killed three guards with a cane, his chances of winning were really small. However, just now in front of everyone's eyes, the words have been full, if you retreat, you will definitely become a laughing stock from now on, and talk about leading troops to kill the enemy.

Thinking of this, General Pasha gritted his teeth, still holding his saber and stepping into the field. He wants to rely on his martial arts and coffin skills, and he may not have no chance of winning. He went into the circle and stood still, raised his saber according to Ottoman custom, and the trumpets on both sides sounded in unison, and the soldiers shouted in bursts of voices, and at last these cries converged into one name: Pasha! Pasha! 10,000 people roared in unison, and the sound of the trees shook the trees and the clouds. Segolena was unmoved, just a flat-ended wooden staff, waiting for Pasha to make a move.

Pasha's saber with a wide back and a thin blade is the most suitable for a strong slash, so as soon as he came up, he gathered his true qi in his right arm, suddenly jumped high, and slashed at Segolena with a strong sword, wanting to cut off this guy's wooden staff first. Segolena did not fall for him, and slanted the wooden staff, and the head of the staff and the blade slammed lightly, and the knife was deflected diagonally, causing him to pounce in the air. In the end, Pasha is a generation of generals, and with a sabre pick, he is angry, and he is replaced by a set of desert crazy knives. The essence of this set of knife techniques is all in the word "crazy", attacking like yellow sand rolling the sky, and the sky is full of knife shadows. There is a frenzy in the knife technique, and it is held by this fanaticism, and even the knife owner himself does not know where the next knife will go, just like the unpredictable desert storm.

It's just that today it happened to meet the nemesis, Matthew's staff method is fast and slow, and it has never been afraid of this kind of fast knife. Segolena flicked his wooden staff and unhurriedly drew countless crosses to respond to all changes, and the yellow sand that the Pasha lifted was firmly covered, gradually disappearing into it until it became invisible. Pasha thought that he had an advantage in the blade, but he didn't know that his internal strength was not as far as Segolena, and it was a saber made of Damascus steel that hit a chestnut cane, and he couldn't take advantage of it, but was knocked open several times.

The onlookers could not see the subtlety of this, and thought that their general was firmly in the lead, and the cheers came like a pearl, which made the Pasha even more irritable. Although the Desert Crazy Knife is extremely powerful, it can't last like a sandstorm, he swung hundreds of knives in a row, his arm was already a little sore, and the blonde boy in front of him not only didn't see the grievance, but became more and more stable in battle. Pasha knew that he would be defeated if he continued like this, and his body changed, his limbs suddenly straightened and stiffened, his joints did not move, and his posture was extremely strange, like a wooden man. Segolena was a big surprise, and he knew what he was going to do, and he had to do it.

This is his kung fu by combining the coffin gong and the desert mad knife technique. No matter how crazy the knife is, there are traces to follow after all, if it is combined with the coffin gong that can contract and exert force freely with all the muscles of the body, you can receive a surprising effect. General Pasha's limbs were straight, but he was extremely flexible, and for a moment his body rushed horizontally, and for a while his back fell to the ground and bounced high, he was simply freewheeling, and repeatedly stabbed from unbelievable angles, and Segolena could not even guess his next move, let alone resist, and he was so strained for a while that he had to borrow the shield of the Sventovites, and dance the wooden staff into a ball in front of him.

As if he hadn't seen it, Pasha pounced on him, saw his head touch the wooden staff, suddenly touched his right elbow to the ground, his arm muscles shook, and the whole person's bones bounced obliquely to Segolena's back, and his right hand suddenly stabbed out. Segolena suddenly felt a chill on his back, and quickly turned around, holding the wooden staff upside down in his right hand and grasping the blade with his left hand. Unexpectedly, Pasha's lower abdomen trembled violently, and he rolled in mid-air, and the downward slashing knife immediately turned upward, and crossed a half-arc in front of Segolena. With a "poof", Brother Kavanagh's chestnut staff was lifted high and flew into the air. Pasha was overjoyed, without the wooden staff, the other party was not very terrible, and the laughter of Segolena suddenly sounded in his ears: "General, you are in the middle of the plan." "The front chest and the underside of the ribs were reprinted by the palms that were as hot as a soldering iron.

The coffin is wonderful, and it is difficult to guess, but the desert mad knife is too real with its moves, and there is always a moment of stagnation when it hits the enemy. Segolena saw the flaw in the unity of the two, and deliberately lured him to pick up his wooden staff, and when he showed his tracks, a pair of empty fleshy palms took the opportunity to slap Pasha's body. Pasha also reacted quickly, and as soon as he felt that his body was attacked, he hurriedly carried the coffin and drifted away, suddenly opening up a distance from Segolena. He wanted to move farther away, but the pain in his palm was incomparable, the four liquids were surging, and his steps were almost out of balance, like drinking spirits, and even his face was swollen red. At this time, the Pasha's empty door was wide open, and the coffin was no longer able to do anything, and if Segolena pursued, it would really be life and death.

Just as the audience was holding their breath, a cloud of black shadows roared and crashed into Segolena. Segolena was so engrossed in Pasha that he was caught off guard and was sturdy with his arms. It turned out that the black slave saw that his master was in danger, and he disregarded the rules of the duel, and used his Zimbabwean grabs to clamp Segolena's limbs. It's a pity that Segolena is not Zio, he sneered, did not move at all, and the internal force of the proverbs in his body flowed for a week, oscillating out from the three houses of goats, twins and Aquarius. The black slave's hands and feet were originally knotted like locks, but he was suddenly shocked by the fierce internal force of this steel, and the four liquid organs were extremely injured, he really couldn't stand it, he sat on the ground with a bang, and spit out a large pool of red blood.

The audience was silent, no one expected such a situation, and the ten Arebes looked at each other, not knowing how to judge this. Only Pasha rolled his eyes, and immediately strode up to the black slave, and threw a heavy slap on him, knocking his savior to the ground, and a few blood-stained teeth fell into the grass. Pasha said angrily: "You self-proclaimed clever minion, I have just picked up the wooden staff, and the victory is not scored, what kind of game are you going to stir up!" After that, he bowed deeply to Segolena and said loudly: "It's all to blame for my silence, but this bad slave broke the rules of the duel." It is difficult to escape the blame, and this battle is willing to admit defeat in order to apologize. ”

Rao is as cunning as Lu Xiumaku, and he has to secretly admire this general's adaptability. Originally, the result of a big defeat and loss was twisted into a game by Pasha with a few words, and he took the initiative to admit defeat by scolding the black slaves, teaching others that defeat was a crime of non-war, without losing his dignity, and admiring him for having the style of a general.

General Pasha raised Segolena's right hand and walked around the field in thanks. How could the ten Arebes not understand what he meant, and after a round of deliberation, it was unanimously agreed that Suceava City had won two out of three games and won the bet. The soldiers outside the field were all silent, the Ottoman failed to win, after all, they regretted in their hearts, but fortunately they were not too embarrassed on the scene, their own side died, and the opponent was disabled, and it was barely considered a tie. At this time, the horn at the end of the game blew, and few people cheered, but they shouted listlessly and talked in response.

General Pasha didn't care, he pretended to be bold, patted Segolena on the shoulder and laughed: "Good warrior, good warrior, not inferior to Allah's warrior." Segolena did not bother with him about the game, and said, "I believe that the general will not regret what he promised, right?" Since he went to the city of Suceava, he had learned that people outside the valley sometimes do not count what they say. General Pasha said displeased: "How can I regret that every word I say is worth a ducat's gold?"

Fearing that Segolena would not believe him, he immediately tore his throat and summoned one of the guards, saying, "Go and prepare three fine horses at once, pack them with water, cakes, and cheese, and ask the military doctor to show them their injuries." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Heromut and the black slave who were lying motionless on the ground, and said, "Useless minions, send someone to drag them out and bury them." Segolena was stunned and said, "Your black slave seems to be alive." Pasha said disdainfully: "You don't know that in my Ottoman territory, a useless slave is no different from death." This has not achieved enough things, and he has more than enough failures, and according to the ancestral system, the corpse will be exposed. Segolena thought to herself, "If it weren't for his Savior, you would have been killed by me." Be ungrateful, and be so much more so. ”

Seeing his expression, how could Pasha not guess what he was thinking, he was afraid that this blonde boy would pick out the truth, so he hurriedly flattered: "If you don't mind, I am willing to give him to you, and you should be the right to win the battle." Segolena wanted to refuse, but he hesitated at the thought that the black slave would surely die when he returned. Although he has repeatedly injured people since he came out of the valley, he does not mind, but at this time, a word can save one person or kill another, and he can't help but think of the church that the Bible wants to show mercy to the world.

Segolena hesitated, and Pasha had already walked up to the black slave. The black slave was so badly wounded that he curled up on the ground and coughed up blood, and Pasha kicked him with the tip of his cowhide boot and said, "Get up, you have a new master." The black slave barely opened his eyes, his lips spurted, and he tried to get up several times, but he fell to the ground. When the general Pasha saw his miserable condition, he was also a little apologetic, and called two soldiers nearby, and carried the black slave arms to his feet. Only then did Segolena see his true face: this black man was born with broad eyebrows and a lion's nose, thick lips, and a wooden and loyal face, which made people look down on the "loyal dog". Segolena asked, "What's his name?" General Pasha said indifferently, "Where is the slave described? Segolena replied, "Since he has followed me, he must have a new name, Augustine." ”

Augustine was a great philosopher of the Christian generation, and his writings in his life were all profound and dense, and he was a master of scholastic theology, and he held a very high position in the church. He lived in North Africa all his life and never left a single step, and it was Segolena who came up with the idea of naming the Zimbabwean after the saint. General Pasha didn't care about this, and waved his hand again and again, only casually. Segolena took out a Bergen Tzu Chi pill from his bosom and handed it to the black slave, telling him to take it, and the black slave - originally called Dieso, now called Augustine - was less energetic after eating, and immediately bowed down to Segolina, hugged his right leg and kissed him, which was considered to be a master and servant.

Segolena wanted to get out of the land as soon as possible, so as not to cause further trouble, and General Pasha did not want them to be in the army for a long time and cause gossip, and the guests of honor hit it off. Early the next morning, Segolena received the mounts given by the general Pasha, one for himself and one for Zio, and Lucius, who was crippled with one hand and one foot, was helped by Augustine to take care of the horse, and the four men and three horses hurried out of the Ottoman camp.

Walking five miles away, Luciumaku was a little uneasy, and asked Segolena to quietly turn around again to see if the Ottomans kept the covenant. General Pasha didn't play any tricks this time, and had already pulled up the camp and packed up his baggage. It was not until the army had opened up and looked southeast that they relieved themselves and slowly hurried in the direction of Suceava.

Zio, who had always been arrogant, had been embarrassed for a while the day before, Luciumarcus was so wounded and mentally depressed that he was too lazy to take care of these young men, who had always been hostile to him, and closed his eyes to recuperate; Augustine was mute, and there was only one Segolena alone, so the road was silent, like four strangers who occasionally came together. Segolena originally wanted to ask Luciumarku about the letter, but after thinking about it, if he opened his mouth, he would inevitably shake out the fact that he had visited the castle at night and pretended to be a guard, so he was very embarrassed, so he refused to ask.

The group was wounded, so they walked slowly along the path from which they came, and walked and rested. It was early summer, the weather was just right, the mountains in the distance were reckless, a nameless stream was babbling on the low bank beside itself, the barren road under the feet was almost invaded by wild grass, and there was only green grass as far as the eye could see, and there was no trace. From time to time, Yongqiu rises from the ground, half brown and half green, like a wave that falls on the ground, and a few wild birds fly on it, which is very interesting. When Segolena came, he just buried his head in the road, and only then did he have the mood to slow down and slowly enjoy his way all the way.

He saw that the four fields were fresh and had the atmosphere of a desperate valley, and his heart was happy, and he suddenly thought that since he came out of the valley, he had never blown a whistle, so he casually took out the green whistle and put it in his mouth, and a melodious melody followed. Zio and Luciumaku didn't expect that he also had a talent for music, and when they heard this whistle, their chests felt clear. Augustine, the black man, was even more delighted when he heard this, and opened his mouth wide and screamed, and could not help but dance with his hands, which made Segolena and Luciusmaku laugh. Zio had almost lost his hand, and he still had some relatives in his heart, no matter how Augustine tossed, he always turned his face and ignored it, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and often secretly turned his head to look at it.

They walked among the hills for more than a day, and saw the sun set in the west, and the twilight was deep. Zio said that after walking dozens of miles further, over two mountain beams is the trade route connecting Suceava and the Black Sea, and many caravans come to the Middle East from the Black Sea to spices, blankets and other goods, and transshipment to Poland, Hungary, the Czech Republic and other Eastern European places through Suceava, there are pedestrians day and night, and there is an endless stream. Why don't you rest in the neighborhood tonight and rush over early tomorrow morning.

Everyone said yes, and there happened to be an abandoned waterwheel mill by the river in front of them. The pages of the watermill were mossy and rotten, half of the mill was crumbling, the other half could barely fit in, and the grinding disc inside was long gone, leaving only a flat-bottomed stone seat, but a ready-made bed. Augustine was a good servant by nature, and without the command of his master, he went to chop wood, feed the horses, light the fire, and carefully clean the stone seat, spread a blanket, and helped Lucius to lie down. Segolena originally did everything himself, but only now did he know the Lord's pleasure.

After dinner, it was already dark, and several people were tired of hurrying during the day, so they found a corner in the mill and slept down. After a while, the snoring of Augustine and Zio sounded, and although Lucius's limbs were disabled, Ryder Segolena instilled true qi every day, and his blood was loose, and he closed his eyes early and closed his eyes to recuperate. Segolena lay under a broken wall, covered with a blanket, but his heart was quite excited. Brother Kavanagh always said that he wanted to defend God's people, but now he forced the Turks back and saved the lives of tens of thousands of people in the city of Suceava, and finally lived up to his request. It's a pity that the teacher has returned to heaven, and he can no longer praise himself in person, and his heart is sour, muttering the teacher's name in his mouth, and falling asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, Segolena suddenly felt a thrill for no reason, he got up, and found that the night was dark all around, and the snoring of Zio and Augustine was still earth-shattering, and there was nothing unusual. He secretly used his internal strength to calm down his emotions a little, but he felt that something was wrong around him, and then turned his head to look, and he was surprised to find that Lu Xiu Maku on the grinding table was gone!

At this moment, Segolena was greatly surprised, his ears were far better than ordinary people, not to mention that Luciusmaku was crippled, even if a man with four limbs left this house, he would never fail to hear a sound. Segolena quickly got up and woke the other two. Both Zio and Augustine were shocked, and the three of them searched around, but there was no trace of them, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

Segolena rushed to the outside of the mill, lifted his breath a little, jumped lightly to the top of the mill, and looked around. Fortunately, there were plains around here, and there was nothing to obscure his vision, and he stared desperately with his eyes wide as he could see. Suddenly, he saw that there seemed to be some movement in the west, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a vague figure a few miles away, moving quite quickly. Segolena did not have time to think about it, and shouted, "Go west!" and flew down the mill, and with a few blows the rabbit fell to the ground, and flew towards the west. By the time Zio and Augustine heard the shouts and hurried away, he had already disappeared into the night.

Segolena had never run so hard in his life, he relied on the internal strength of the proverbs and the ghostly body, only to feel the wind on the side of his ears, rubbing and stepping on the grass under his feet, three verticals and two verticals over several feet. Although the figure in the distance was walking fast, he was chasing closer and closer. Getting closer, Segolena was taken aback when he saw that the man seemed to be holding a man in his arms, and his figure resembled Luciusmaku, and his steps immediately slowed down. The mysterious man hugged one more person, which was almost the same as the foot strength he exerted with all his might, and his shoulders were not very shuffling when he walked, and the whole person seemed to move flat on the ice, which showed that he was a first-class master. Segolena was as careful as a hair, and as soon as he realized the depth of the other party, he immediately slowed down, did not dare to get very close, and kept a distance from afar.

After chasing and catching up, the terrain suddenly rose, and I saw that I came to a hilly area. The figure slowed down, circled around the Yongqiu several times, and finally stopped in a narrow valley between the two hills. Segolena gathered his steps, held his breath, and silently climbed to the top of one of the mounds, looking down.

I saw Luci Maku lying unconscious on the ground, obviously being hit by someone. Standing beside him was a tall and slender strange man, who was dressed in a fur-edged sable, white leather boots under his feet, and his entire head was covered with white cloth, leaving only three thin gaps in his eyes, nose, and mouth, and in the cold moonlight, he was like a dead man crawling out of the grave covered with shrouds, which was very terrifying.

The strange man bent down, and his white fingers swept through Luciu's life points like a gust of wind, and Luciumarcu coughed violently and regained his senses. Segolena secretly admired, he thought he could stun others, but he couldn't solve it so cleanly. Luciumarcus woke up and saw the strange man's white clothes, and exclaimed in horror, "Who are you?

The strange man spoke, "Hello, Lord Deacon. "The voice is unexpectedly deep and magnetic, very different from his strange image. Luciumaku hurriedly said, "What about Segolena?" and where are they?" The strange man said: "When I went to pick up the deacon just now, I did not alarm them, but I was afraid that I would sleep well at this time." He said it lightly, but Segolena, who was eavesdropping, knew how difficult it must be to steal a large living person under his ears.

Lu Xiumaku forced his composure and said, "My companions are alert and will definitely follow them, and I advise you to think more about the consequences. The strange man laughed and said, "If they come after me, I'd like to meet this blonde boy in Salea's mouth for a while." Segolina's heart moved, could it be that this person was the "Maharaja" mentioned by Mallord and Saleva? Luciumarcus heard Saleva's name, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. The strange man said, "But let's get down to business today." Deacon, you should know Bogdan's whereabouts, right?" Luciumaku was shocked and said, "I don't know who that is. The strange man sighed lightly and said, "So far, why do you have to hide it." Your Excellency's 'golden finger' in the Ottoman camp is really a good means!"

Luciumarcus exclaimed, "Were you actually watching from the sidelines?" That bit of golden finger is Bogdan's unique skill, as soon as you show it, how can I not guess the relationship between you and him? I thought that only the Grand Duke knew about this matter, but I just omitted to count you, a deacon, but fortunately you didn't admit yourself, which saved me trouble. Lu Xiumaku was silent for a moment, and Fang said hatefully: "If I knew this, I would rather be beaten to death than use this trick." The strange man said: "The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to regret it, it is better for Your Excellency to simply confess it, and I will give you a quick death for the deacon." ”

These words were vicious and gloomy, Luciumaku's pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed, "It turned out to be you!" The strange man said: "Yes, who else but me?" Luciumaku's expression twitched, and he lay on the ground and gritted his teeth: "No wonder you are also in the Ottoman army! It turns out that the Turks were actually summoned by you?" The strange man said happily: "The deacon is really a smart man." Originally, I wanted to lead a large army to attack the city and force Bogdan to come to the rescue. Now that General Pasha has retired, there are still deacons who know his whereabouts, and I have followed him all the way. Lu Xiumaku said: "No matter what, people say that the 'hermit' has no living soul. Since you have captured me here, I will accept my fate and die, and I will never confide half a word. ”

The strange man who was called a hermit stretched out his hand and said with a pleasant face: "Why rush to death, the night is long, and it's time to think about it." After saying that, his miserable white and slender fingers brushed Lu Xiumaku's body again, and he didn't know what internal strength he used, the old man suddenly raised his head and screamed miserably, and his arm and leg trembled violently, and the pain could be imagined. The hermit said slowly: "My technique is called the Twelve Attacks of the Zodiac. The internal force that invades your body will not collapse or dissipate, and will flow through the limbs and hundreds of bones along the 12 signs of the human body. The pain just now was only the first stamina that occurred in the ankle Pisces Palace, and then after each palace, the internal force became stronger, and the pain doubled. It will not be until half a day later that this internal strength will break through the heart lion**. He paused, and said: "But this is just a legend, I have never seen anyone who can hold up to the lion **, and those who fall into this trick in their bodies will have been killed alive at most when they reach the Libra Palace of the kidneys." I watched the celestial phenomena at the right time, and saw that the two stars of fire and wood were both in the Capricorn Palace, and the inclination angle was very large, but I was afraid that your pain would double tonight, and whether you could see the sunrise tomorrow was still unknown. ”

Hugh said that Luciumarcus, even Segolena, who was eavesdropping on the sidelines, felt cold sweat, he was familiar with internal learning, but he never thought that there would be such a terrible method. The hermit took three steps away and said, "There is still an hour before the second internal strength attack, you can think carefully." After saying that, he walked away, but there was no sound of footsteps, and he disappeared into the night in an instant.

Luciusmaku was lying alone in the narrow valley, ** for a while, his limbs were constantly twitching, and his condition was extremely miserable. Segolena couldn't bear it anymore, and with a flick of his legs, the whole person fell steadily to the bottom. He threw himself beside Lucius, pressed his hands on his shoulders, and suddenly felt an indescribable strange internal force rushing back and forth in the old man's body, like a wild horse, difficult to control. Luciumaku muttered, "Kill me......" He opened his eyes and saw that it was Segolena, and said in a hurry: "You idiot, you have fallen for the trick!"

Segolena smiled slightly, didn't look back, his left leg was missing, and his right leg suddenly attacked, kicking backwards without warning. This kick is permeated with a very deep internal force, the momentum is strong and heavy, and it pops up extremely fast, which is a must-hit killer move, but just kicking halfway, the ankle is suddenly firmly held, and Segolena is a "griffin turnover", and his left leg is kicked out in the air again and again, forcing the opponent to let go, and his body immediately jumps away for several feet. These are all done in one go, neatly, without the slightest hesitation.

The one who held his ankle was indeed a hermit who had gone and returned. The hermit stood with his hands in his hands, stared at him and said calmly: "I heard a faint breathing sound on the top of the mound just now, and sure enough, it was you blonde boy. Segolena didn't answer, just stared at his face, thinking about a way out. The hermit praised: "The kid is really cunning, he even pretended to be a trick and suddenly attacked him. If I hadn't been on guard beforehand, I'd have been kicked by you. Seeing that under his full sneak attack, the other party was still in good shape, and his confidence was greatly shaken for a while. He has been proud of the spring breeze since he came out of the valley, and he has never been defeated, and he only felt frustrated until this time.

After all, he was a teenager, and Segolena was not discouraged. He left in too much hurry, and threw the wooden staff in the mill, so he simply raised his palm to his chest and said coldly: "Let me come again to learn your honor's methods." The hermit made a gesture of please, unblocked, and the empty door in front of him was exposed. Segolena was not polite, picked up the method of Matthew's gospel, and slashed away. The Gospel of Matthew is about the use of the mind, and is not confined to the blade, all changes are always the same.

Seeing that Segolena palm wind was coming, the hermit did not dodge or dodge, until the moment when his palm was about to touch his body, Fang turned lightly and brushed his palm with a wonderful body technique. Segolena did not hesitate, his arms were half-looped, his internal force vomited, and a "guest garden warning" slapped the hermit in three key places: waist, eyes, knees, and tail vertebrae. In the past, Jesus prayed in the garden of Gethsemane for three days to warn his disciples.

The hermit let out a "huh", his eyes showed a slightly surprised look, and he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand to grab his wrist. This move seems to be slow, but it just cuts into the rhythm of Saigolena's luck, chasing the source, and the series of three attacks of "Keyuan Vigilant" is difficult to unfold. Segolena seemed to give up his right hand, and his left hand quickly turned into a fist, and he actually used Joseph's Occam Truth Fist to smash it throughout. The hermit felt that the pressure of his fist had changed, and the five fingers of his right hand were pulled away, and three invisible energy shots shot at his left fist, and the other two fingers still touched his right wrist, and the gesture was indescribably elegant. Who knew that Segolena had already calculated this move, and with a stroke of the trend, the whole person rolled upside down and pounced on the hermit in mid-air. The hermit had just grabbed his wrist, and it was too late to change his body, and it turned into a situation where the two of them competed for internal strength.

Only two small pops and pops were heard, and Segolena took seven steps back, while the hermit floated some distance away and calmly fell to the ground. Segolena was secretly frightened, his series of attacks just now could be described as exhausting, rubbing into the internal force of Proverbs, the Gospel of Matthew, the Occam Truth Fist, and the ghost body, and even forced him to use one right hand, this person's skill is unfathomable. After that internal force competition, Segolena felt that the other party's internal force was like a cold river flying snow, cold and poisonous, and he resisted with the internal force of the proverbs, but only a few wisps were invaded, and he already felt cold all over his body. At present, he is not lucky to ward off the cold, so he has to grit his teeth and hold on.

The hermit also had some praise, he hadn't really made a move for many years, and today he was forced to compete in internal strength by this young man within a few moves, which was very rare. "Are you a Greek?" and "No," he said. The hermit said: "That must be a person from the Italian peninsula, although your Okham Truth Fist is presentable, but it is not as pure and rigorous as the Gospel of Matthew, if you are not born in the Holy See, how can you have this bearing." Segolena was stunned, this man had a good eye, and in just a few moves, he had already seen half of his reality. The hermit said: "Since you are not a native of Moldova, why do you have to wade into this muddy water?" Segolena shouted: "If you want to fight, just keep fighting, no need to talk nonsense!"

The hermit smiled, and the smile wrapped in the shroud was only a little uglier than crying. He looked at Segolena for a moment, and then said, "You are so young, your skills have reached this point, you are really a rare genius. It's a pity that you are still not my opponent, and it is a pity to die here in vain?" Segolena said: "What are you going to do?" The hermit suddenly changed his amiable tone: "Why don't you worship me as a teacher and be under my command? At that time, I will pass on some martial arts to you, and the land of Europa will be able to run rampant with you, and it can be said that the future is limitless. ”

Segolena laughed angrily. He has great affection for Brother Kavanagh, and if he says anything else, he will be fine, and let him switch to the teacher, which is to criticize the scales. He shouted with his halberd fingers: "My teacher is a senior citizen of the Holy See, and he is highly respected, how can you compare with a white ghost wrapped in corpses." It is really ridiculous that the rotten rat also wants to compete with the bird!" The hermit shook his head: "Don't judge people by their appearance, don't you know the truth that 'under the iceberg, its huge ninety percent'? So saying, he stretched out his left hand, which was even more terrifying than his right, and the fingers were extremely thin, except for the bones covered with a layer of yellow, wrinkled skin. He flexed his four fingers, flicked his index finger, and an invisible aura shot out, hitting Lucius's back. Luci Maku screamed miserably, trembling all over, this time it had broken his spine, and the strength of his fingers was really staggering.

The hermit said: "Don't you want to learn this kind of kung fu?" Segolena sneered: "Carving insect skills, why worry about it." The hermit was not annoyed, he stretched out the palm of his left hand again, and made a few strokes on his chest, all of which were extremely clever moves, and after a while, a slight hoarfrost appeared on the grass around him. Segolena knew that he was using gestures to spew out internal force, freezing the ground with the breath of Yin. This trick seems to be clumsy, but it is rare to be able to control the internal force of the whole body, so that it gathers but does not disperse, and it is several layers higher than that trick of air bullet qi, and it cannot be done without extremely exquisite internal force. The hermit said, "Are you interested in this kind of kung fu?" Segolena admired in his heart, but said forcefully: "What's the use of this, I have to make some ice to eat in the summer." ”

The hermit was a little unhappy and said: "I don't learn this, I don't learn that, you kid doesn't pick and choose." Before the words fell, his body swayed slightly, and he couldn't see how to exert force under his feet, and the whole person had moved lightly behind Segolina, put his compassionate left hand on his right shoulder, and said with a smile: "What do you think of this 'Phaedides Shrinking Footwork'?" Segolena was so shocked that the other party's speed was too fast, and he didn't have time to react at all.

Phidipides' footwork originated in ancient Greece, when the Athenian army defeated Darius I at Marathon and saved the danger of destroying the country, so he sent the marching hero Phidipides back to Athens to report. Phaedipites performed his ingenious footwork, ran eleven miles in one go, and finally died of exhaustion in the central square of Athens. Later generations felt that they were loyal and diligent, so they named this set of shrunken footsteps as Phidipides. Brother Kavanagh also mentioned it to Segolena, but unfortunately this set of martial arts has been lost for a long time, and no one knows its outline. At this time, the hermit Shi Ran revealed, and Segolena knew that its power was even more terrifying than the legend. No wonder he hugged Luxiu Maku in front of him just now, and he chased him so hard.

The hermit performed a stunt, hoping to dazzle Segolena and convince him. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, for the great enemy in front of him was so strong that if he fought to the death, he would never be able to resist it, and if he wanted to escape, he could not compare to the shrunken footwork. He is absolutely unwilling to worship this strange man as a teacher, and it seems that tonight's catastrophe is not easy to escape. Thinking of this, Segolena looked up at the sky, it was still dark and dark, like a curtain, and he felt in his heart, wondering if he could still see the sun tomorrow, thinking in his head, but he had no good plan.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and the hermit said, "Another apprentice is coming." As soon as he had finished speaking, he heard two jumps, and Zio and Augustine jumped out of the valley together. They were much slower than Golena, and only then did they arrive, one of them using the Sventovet spear, and the other of them using the Great Zimbabwean grapple, and they all attacked the white cloth monster. The hermit smiled and said, "Virtuous apprentice, I'll show you another hand." The hands were like rounds, and with a casual volley, they had already pinched the throats of Zio and Augustine, and their wrists shook suddenly, and the two of them trembled violently as if they had been electrocuted, and the hermit shouted, "Give it all to me!" and with a flung of their arms, they both fell to the top of the hill, unable to move again. The hermit defeated the two hard hands in a gesture, turned his head and asked Segolena, "Virtuous apprentice, are you willing to worship me as a teacher now?" In the blink of an eye, he was stunned.

It turned out that when he was dealing with Zio and Augustine, Segolena ran to Luciu's side, squatted down, pointed the old man's throat with his sword, raised his head and said lightly: "If I kill him at this time, you will never be able to ask about the whereabouts of Bogdan again." ”