Chapter 15: The Sorcerer
Uncle Mu glanced at the direction in which Xiao Yu left with Lin Yinping, and a smile appeared on his face. It's not that he doesn't care about the life and death of the people in the mission, it's just that for him, Lin Yinping's life and death are more important.
The warm fragrant nephrite was in his arms, but Xiao Yu couldn't care about a trace of enjoyment. Because the horse thief and the cultivators in it were right behind him.
Lin Yinping writhed restlessly.
Xiao Yu held the sword in one hand and pulled the reins in the other, and couldn't move more at all, so he could only say, "Don't move." ”
Lin Yinping's face turned slightly pale and said, "How can you be like this?"
Xiao Yu looked ahead and said, "What should I do?"
Lin Yinping said, "What about the other people in the mission?"
Xiao Yu replied, "They can't keep Uncle Mu. ”
Lin Yinping said persistently: "I have to say someone else. ”
Xiao Yu shook his head lightly: "The kindness of a woman." ”
Lin Yinping suppressed his anger and said, "I'm a woman. ”
Xiao Yu was silent for a moment and then said, "Then you should learn from your enemy, that lady should learn well." ”
Lin Yinping was silent, but she was just kind, but she was not stupid, and she didn't do anything like jumping off the horse to go back to the camp.
Xiao Yu glanced at Lin Yinping, who lowered his head slightly, softened his voice and continued: "I'm not a very cold-blooded person, at most I can only be regarded as a more rational person, you calm down and think about it, with the current number of horse thieves, if it weren't for the cultivators of the frost realm, they wouldn't be able to kill them at all." If the thief attacks, the mission will not be able to resist it, so it is better to get the thief's attention if you leave. ”
Hearing this, Lin Yinping quieted down and quietly leaned on Xiao Yu's arms.
Although she knew that Xiao Yu was comforting herself, she also had to admit that Xiao Yu was very reasonable.
Behind him came the sound of rumbling horses' hooves.
With Xiao Yu's strength, it is not difficult to kill these horse thieves, and Lin Yinping is not an ordinary woman who is powerless, in fact, they can kill all of these horse thieves.
But he didn't.
Because he was a little wary, he always felt that someone was watching him from behind.
And the one who watched him had more power than he had.
Ascetic.
There is a high slope not far from the mission car camp.
On the left side of the hillside is the battle between Uncle Mu and the monk of the Molun Temple, on the front of the hillside is the mission camp with a chariot formation, and on the right side of the hillside is the route of Xiao Yu and Lin Yinping's escape.
A carriage stopped on the high slope, looking down condescendingly.
The carriage was decorated with gold and silver rhino horns and covered with precious furs, which was extremely ornate.
On both sides of the carriage, stood two expressionless grassland strong men, wearing heavy iron armor. Because Da Zheng is very controlled by the inflow of items such as salt, iron, and tea in the grassland, such full-body armor is very rare in the grassland, and the warriors who are qualified to wear the full-body armor are only the most powerful warriors who are qualified to wear them, except for the chiefs and other nobles of the various tribes.
The two steppes were clearly the ones in the chariot of protection.
In the carriage sat a thin old man, dressed in ornate sacrificial costumes and carrying all kinds of strange ritual ornaments.
This is a very peculiar kind of practitioner, and they are generally called shamans.
The witch cults that are supported by the Tiannan garrison are called Southern Witches, while the wizards who are supported by the Grassland Royal Court in the northwest are called Northern Witches.
The old Northern Wizard looked at Xiao Yu and the others who were moving away below with an expressionless face.
He stretched out a finger to point at Xiao Yu from afar, his dry lips twitched slightly, and obscure syllables kept coming out of his mouth.
Those strange syllables seemed to have magical power, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality began to condense on the wizard's fingertips with the syllables.
......
Whizzing feather arrows kept shooting from behind Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu's skin slowly appeared with a dark golden light. The flying feather arrows made a clanging sound when they hit Xiao Yu's dark golden skin. It was as if it had been hit on metal, leaving only a faint white mark.
The moment the wizard began to chant the incantation, Xiao Yu suddenly felt a chill pass across his back.
At that moment before, he had noticed that the horse thieves behind him who were supposed to attack him desperately suddenly slowed down, Xiao Yu didn't have time to think about it, just sped up his speed and rushed towards the periphery while the night was dark.
However, at the moment when the wizard's spell on the high slope stopped, Xiao Yu suddenly found that the grassland suddenly became quiet and empty.
The buzzing bowstrings and the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air, as well as the shouts of horse thieves, disappeared at some point, and the horse thieves stopped, trying to retreat as much as possible, and no longer tried to chase Xiao Yu.
Immediately afterward, a whistling sound of an object breaking through the air at high speed was heard.
With a majestic momentum, even at this moment, Xiao Yu remembered how Qin Mumian felt when he pointed out the long street.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked up at the sky, and the horse thieves had already raised their heads.
A spiral fluctuation formed by the condensation of heaven and earth vitality, with a huge tail, like a meteor across the sky, pierced the night and fell from the sky.
And the target that fell was Xiao Yu's back.
......
At this moment, Xiao Yu knew that another cultivator hiding among the horse thieves had made a move.
As soon as it was shot, it was a shocking momentum.
This blow, which had been prepared by the wizard for a long time, would have seriously injured even if a Frost Realm cultivator was hit unsuspectingly.
Xiao Yu didn't hesitate for a moment, took out the mixed yuan umbrella that had been carrying behind him with his backhand, handed it to Lin Yinping's hand, and said, "Hold the umbrella!"
Lin Yinping's face turned slightly pale, and he held the handle of the umbrella with both hands.
With a pop, the mixed yuan umbrella opened behind Xiao Yu.
It was like a huge withered yellow leaf behind him.
Soon after the Mixed Yuan Umbrella was opened, the spiral vitality fluctuations with a terrifying aura fell heavily on the umbrella surface behind Xiao Yu.
Even through the umbrella, Xiao Yu still felt a huge impact.
And the horses under the two of them screamed at this moment and fell forward.
The spiral wave containing the ancient aura was like a long sword trying to pierce the umbrella.
At this time, Lin Yinping was holding an umbrella in both hands, and was held in Xiao Yu's arms, and the vitality around her body began to fluctuate violently, and the cultivation of the Void Upper Realm had completely been injected into the mixed yuan umbrella in her hand.
While Xiao Yu held her, he floated forward by the inertia of the horse when it fell to the ground and the thrust behind him.
And the hybrid umbrella behind the two of them stood still under Lin Yinping's manipulation.
This aura kept pushing the two of them forward for more than ten zhang before slowly dissipating. The aftermath spread from the surface of the umbrella to all sides, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust, perfectly concealing the figures of the two in the night.
Without hesitation, without hesitation, taking advantage of this moment of smoke and dust and the momentum just now, Xiao Yu did not stop for a moment and rushed forward with Lin Yinping in his arms.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the horse thieves found that under the vast night, they had long been unable to see half of Xiao Yu and the others.