Chapter 42: Farewell and Hunt

The sun is just right, the mountain scenery near and far presents a different kind of golden elegance, and the unknown white tidbits in the air are flying and fluttering.

Xin Zhuo took Su Miaojin's hand, and among the flowers flying in the sky, he walked step by step towards the north peak, the direction of the official camp.

Neither spoke.

Xin Zhuo focused on the next operation.

Su Miaojin fell into some strange state of freedom and hesitation.

Slowly approaching the edge of the peak, people under the peak noticed it one after another, and the faces that looked over were dumbfounded.

What is it like to hold hands in such harmony?

Speaking from the heart, Xin Zhuo's handsome appearance, long figure, and undeserved temperament are even more pleasing than Murong Xiu's slightly greasy son.

Su Miaojin wore a white skirt, a delicate snake bun, and her beautiful posture and appearance, needless to mention.

Many people even briefly threw away the gap prejudice between the portal, the official lady who violated morality and ethics, and the identity of the bandit.

This picture, it's so beautiful!

Until a male duck in the voice change period roared: "Thief, let go of your dirty hands and stay away from my sister!"

Everyone suddenly scolded, and couldn't help but scold non-stop.

Su Miaojin finally reacted, and hurriedly wanted to break free of his palm, but he couldn't break free.

Xin Zhuo grabbed her hand and looked at the crowd under the peak: "Is the ransom ready?" I remember sending them all in the afternoon, but now I decided to release Miss Su in advance, but let's talk about the ugly things ahead, she has been killed by me for seven days, and no one is allowed to go up the mountain within seven days, otherwise Lao Tzu will never give an antidote! โ€

Su Miaojin looked at him blankly, where did you come from, "Seven days of death", you yourself have an injured hand, and you don't even have bone-setting medicine.

There was silence under the peak, and the various changes of the thieves made them scratch their heads.

Xin Zhuo was about to continue to flicker a few words, when he suddenly noticed a trace of indescribable sharpness and coldness, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, frowned, and saw that studious gentleman, standing at a tricky angle, raised his right hand!

Snipe me?

Xin Zhuo was startled, pulled Su Miaojin over, and hugged her into his arms.

The studious gentleman frowned, raised his hand, and couldn't help but let go!

"Good thief!"

"Let go of my sister!"

"Let go of Miss Sue!"

At the foot of the peak, there was an instant messy cursing sound of gnashing teeth, jealousy, and hatred.

However, at this moment, in Su Miaojin's ears, it seemed that all the sounds between heaven and earth had disappeared!

Feeling Xin Zhuo's solid and warm embrace, she couldn't stop trembling slightly, and her head was buzzing.

There is no girl in the world who has not fantasized about it, and one day, under the watchful eyes of all people, she will meet her lover and be vigorous......

But he's a bandit!

How could he insult me in public?

At this time, Xin Zhuo was close to her ear, her breath was blowing on her ear, and she said softly:

"Go home, take care of yourself in the future, and don't be robbed again! Go! โ€

Gently rubbed her body and pushed her.

watched Su Miaojin staggering forward.

Xin Zhuo immediately moved a distance, just forming a three-point line between him and Su Miaojin and Mr. Haoxue, and then slowly retreated.

If the opponent's hidden weapon can hit 800 meters away, and it also takes a turn, it will be regarded as a loss.

Su Miaojin looked back at Xin Zhuo in a daze, and walked down the peak with a blank expression for a while, his steps were weak, he didn't know if he was a thief for a long time, and as soon as he was free, he didn't know how to face others, or if he had any other unclear thoughts, in short, he was infinitely stunned in his heart.

Just a few steps away from the downhill stairs, she seemed to have walked for a long, long time, and I don't know when she arrived at the stairs, and finally couldn't help but turn back again, and asked:

"Why are you a thief? Why do you do such a thing as robbery, why can't you go down the mountain and make a good living? โ€

Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment, this question was difficult for her to answer, and it was difficult for her to understand, so she had to say:

"My grandfather was a bandit, I couldn't choose my origin, I had no way out, I just wanted to live and beg for food, what's wrong?

Who doesn't want the brocade clothes and white horses whistling the west wind, and the golden cup of wine to amuse the beautiful servants, I don't have it!

You rich and noble people will only say why don't you eat minced meat, but how funny is that the poor are penniless, they can't eat one meal a day, and the house leaks and it rains overnight? Haha......"

As he spoke, he stepped a little and walked away quickly.

Looking at Xin Zhuo, who was gradually disappearing, Su Miaojin was stunned, and what he said kept echoing in his mind, I don't know what kind of sadness it is, I don't know what kind of sadness it is, and I burst into tears unconsciously.

"Sister, don't cry, don't be afraid! I'm here! โ€

Su Zefeng, who had already stepped forward to greet him, hurriedly ran over.

But Mr. Haoxue snorted coldly: "It's not good, Xin Zhuo is singing about the plan to move the hole through the empty door, the thief wants to run, kill it!"

The mountains and fields are caught quickly, and then they react, and the mountains are like a tsunami to kill the thief village on the peak, but where is there still half a figure?

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Xin Zhuo played the "volley dance" with one hand, stepping on thorns and mountain grass, and with a stick of incense, he arrived at the top of the mountain where the Shuiyue Nunnery was located, followed the side of the mountain, and went straight to the direction of the Autumn Palace Pavilion.

Looking back, there was no movement in the dense forest behind him.

His eyes rolled, he thought for a while, and quickened his pace.

There are six or seven mountains in front of them, and the barren forests are connected to the barren forests, according to Cui Ying'er's footsteps, I am afraid that they have already arrived at the Autumn Palace Pavilion, or have passed the Autumn Palace Pavilion.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of breaking wind behind him.

Here it comes!

My heart was tight, and I hurriedly made an urgent move, turned out three or four meters, and there was a "bang" sound in my ears.

Not far away, the trunk of a century-old tree was pierced with a finger-sized gap.

He turned his head sharply, and saw the studious gentleman with long sleeves fluttering and gray hair flying, ghostly not far behind him.

This old man's light skills are very clever, his body is as light as nothing, fluttering and swimming, and his speed is extremely fast.

Xin Zhuo was not angry, but chuckled: "Good old man, it's not very good, you didn't snipe me!"

The answer to him was a shining silver flying needle, piercing the air and shooting at a rapid pace, making a piercing "jiu" sound.

Xin Zhuo moved and tossed again, narrowly dodging it, but his clothes were cut through a hole.

The two sides just chased and shot.

I don't know how long I ran, but the front reached the uphill road, Xin Zhuo climbed the hill, and Mr. Eager to learn approached, and the straight-line distance was bound to be shortened.

A hint of coldness flashed in Mr. studious' eyes, and he had already figured out Xin Zhuo's habitual way of dodging, to the left.

Seeing that Xin Zhuo began to climb the peak, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, and three silver needles roared away, sealing Xin Zhuo's left, middle and right three ways.

At this time, Xin Zhuo wanted to hide again, but it was too late, so he had to roll over on his side, but unfortunately he could dodge one, and the other two in his body, he snorted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out: "Old thief, I won't let you go if I am a ghost!"

Staggered to the ground and died!

Mr. Haoxue frowned, put his hands behind his back, approached step by step, and when he got closer, he looked at Xin Zhuo, who had closed his eyes tightly and had no breath, and kicked his leg: "Boy, you dare to rob anyone, it's really ......"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a flower in front of him, and the thief who should have died suddenly jumped up, and the knife came out like a dragon, cutting through the sky, and the snow bright knife light was as fast as a floating light, and the shadow of the knife followed closely behind, which was dazzling.

Mr. Eager to learn was shocked, in fact, he was already on guard, but he didn't think that the other party was so simple, and if he wanted to hide, it was too late, so he had to desperately urge his true qi and retreat with light skills.

"Poofโ€”"

The chest was cut flat, plus more than a dozen small scars, which were deep enough to reach the bone.

The whole person flew upside down, blood spilling in the air, staining a thorn red.

"Boom!"

He fell heavily to the ground, and with difficulty stopping his body, he felt a huge pain in his chest, and his internal organs were squeezing out, and he had no combat strength at all.

What a terrible Transformation Realm Knife Technique!

What a sinister thief!

Sure enough, it only takes a knife to do it!

Wrong! Just now the true qi condensed, and the knife qi was released?

This is the characteristic of entering the second seven-rank realm, and a few days ago he was still the eighth grade.

This is almost the work of a talented martial artist for five or six years, at his age, why did he enter the realm so quickly?

He raised his head in horror, looked at Xin Zhuo, and found that the other party was laughing, revealing a pair of small dimples, and laughing happily.

He looked at the other party's body, and the light and dark weapon had hit......

"Why?"

"Oh, why do you mean I hit and I'm fine?"

Xin Zhuo opened his shirt with a smile and turned around, "Isn't it surprising?" โ€

"Poofโ€”"

Mr. studious only felt that his internal organs were burning, and he was in a hurry, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

PS: Kneel and beg everyone to follow it every day, invest in it, this is about whether this book can be carried out, in fact, the story in the author's mind, the thief, millions of words will never drag the mud and water to engage in vulgarity, competitions, harems or something, I am excited, I am afraid that I will not be able to write.

A few chapters later.