After all, Murong Xiu was born in a family, which is completely different from Cui Ying'er and Huang Dagui's ignorance and confusion.

The reason why he surrendered to the thief was not only because he was disgusted with the pressure given by his family and deviant, but more importantly, he saw people very accurately, Xin Zhuo's ability and martial arts were absolutely outstanding, and he would never be in the pool in the future.

No!

After his observation these days, he found that there are even some demons in the big boss!

Then, Han Qiniang's changes are definitely related to the big boss, maybe he will have some rumored thaumaturgy of pushing muscles and bones.

Xin Zhuo thought about it seriously and patted him on the shoulder: "When the matter of the four families is solved this time, I'll try!"

"Xie Da is in charge." Murong Xiu was overjoyed.

"Big boss!"

At this moment, Bai Jianxian ran up from a distance, covered with sweat, hot and fast, and terrifying.

When I got closer, I couldn't breathe: "I ......"

"We'll talk about it later." Xindra motioned for him to sit down.

The following onlookers were Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui and Han Qiniang, who were really upside down and ate poop heroes, and they also followed when they noticed the abnormality.

"The big boss, people have broken through the realm, and their strength has become so great in the past few days, have you seen it?" Han Qiniang's eyes were shining, and she had just been sought after by someone below for a while, and she was a little fluttering.

Han Jiulang and Huang Dagui are also dazzling.

Xin Zhuo knew it, nodded, and focused on Bai Jianxi, this guy has never seen it, and he doesn't know what to do.

"I'm actually broken, and I'm a thief!"

Bai Jianxi finally stopped and pointed to the southwest: "According to the instructions of the big boss, I patrolled around, and I saw the person named Song Dongxi coming over thirty miles."

Cui Ying'er and the others suddenly became nervous, they thought that the four major families would find here, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.

"How many?"

Xin Zhuo asked.

"The five of them are all from their Song family!" Bai Jian replied in the affirmative.

"How many others didn't come?"

"The others definitely didn't come, in order to be safe, I even walked around for a long time, this deep mountain and old forest, inaccessible, people walking, easy to find."

Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Xiu: "Where is your grandfather?"

He always cares most about the old man of the Murong family, after all, the sixth grade is three realms higher, and he is not sure at all.

He even wondered if the old man was staring around?

"Actually, the old man of my hometown has gone back!"

Murong Xiu was a little embarrassed, "I didn't have time to talk to the big boss about this just now, but my grandfather used the flying harrier I raised to send a letter in the morning, and the tone was very strange.

He said, my sixteenth aunt and grandmother are about to give birth, the war in the east of the city is tight, he goes back, I will be a thief, I will be a thief, I will have nothing to do with the family in the future, and I am not allowed to mention the word Murong again, if he catches him, he will kill him! ”

After speaking, there was a sad look of abandonment on his face.

Xin Zhuo's heart moved, I don't know if Old Man Murong is coaxing Murong Xiu, but he must not sit still: "This thing can be done!"

"What's the matter?" The bandits' subordinates were a little dazed.

Xin Zhuo looked in the southwest direction: "We have done so many suspicious traces, in just one night, it is impossible for the four of us to find here." There is only one possibility, that Song Gongzi has an explosive IQ, parted ways with other families early, and came alone to try his luck and cut off my dog's head, then, we can also try to block it! ”

……

"Booming ......"

The sky was gloomy in the morning, and finally it began to rain lightly, and the entire mountain forest at the western foot of Fulong Peak was white.

The autumn rain is slightly cold, and when it is poured on the body, it is easy to get wind chill, but for a warrior who is full of blood, it is not a matter at all.

At least for Song Dongxi, there is no impact in the slightest, his steps are not fast, but his body is as tall as a sword, the gun cage sleeve on his waist does not move at all, and there is no emotional fluctuation on a square face.

His calm eyes are not at all like his stinky mouth, which is disgusting, thanks to the countless hangings and abuses he was carried out by his master when he was a child in Sharpshooter Villa.

He looked in the direction of the Tiger Village, his eyes were firm, and he was sure that Xin Zhuo had gone to the Tiger Village.

This is different from the other three young ladies who are decent and follow the traces in the mountains to find them.

This is not to say that the other three are stupid, and it is safe to be in the right way.

But his pride in Song Dongxi did not allow him to do useless things, so he separated from the others last night and went straight here.

"Childe, what if Xin Zhuo is not in Tiger Village?"

A round-faced black-clothed woman next to her asked suspiciously, "Menghu Village is not among our cleanups, that's the government's business!" ”

Song Dongxi glanced at her coldly: "Noise!"

"Whoa!" The woman's face turned pale and stepped aside.

At this time, the five of them walked up a hill, bypassed the hill in front, and arrived at the north peak of the Tiger Village.

At this moment, a strange tone came from the oblique thorn: "A group of wine bags and rice bags of the Song family, there is a kind of horse rider who comes to beat me!"

Song Dongxi and the five of them looked over violently, and saw that in a bush two hundred meters away, Murong Xiu, the son of the Murong family who had surrendered to the thief, had a disgusting and provocative look on his face.

They don't know what this Murong Gongzi, whose temperament has changed greatly, has the face of a villain in the market, and their original intention is definitely not to arrest Murong Xiu, but since he is here, is Xin Zhuo still far away?

Turned around and chased after him.

It's just that Song Dongxi chased a few steps, stopped with a feeling, and looked straight up.

I saw Xin Zhuo, who was dressed in sackcloth, with wet hair and an expressionless face.

The two looked at each other.

There was a brief silence.

Then, Xin Zhuo glanced around, and finally showed a "depressed" look on his face: "Song Gongzi, how did you find here, take it!"

He turned and ran into the distance.

This time, only Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu came over, Cui Ying'er and their realm is still low, even if they have talent, they can't take risks.

Moreover, Murong Xiu is an introduction, he doesn't dare to guarantee that Old Man Murong or the other three families are not nearby, even if Murong Xiu is caught, he can't do anything, he can't die.

Therefore, he ran a lap first to make sure that no one intercepted, and then barred with Song Dongxi.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the branches and leaves in the mountains and forests are dense, and there are still raindrops falling down.

The two chased and ran, and after running for twenty miles, Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped and turned to look at Song Dongxi.

It can be determined that the others are not there, otherwise there is no reason why they didn't let themselves run around and hide in the dark to watch the excitement, the deep mountains and old forests, the wet and cold are pressing, it is really unnecessary.

Song Dongxi was two feet away and also stopped.

The wind blows the mountains and forests, whirring, the rain falls, and the heavens and the earth are roaring.

Song Dongxi took a moment to untie the gun cage, took out a colorful embroidered folding gun, and said coldly: "You seem to be very confident!"

"It's okay!"

Xin Zhuo pulled out his Notched Goose Feather Knife.

If there is a choice, he will never risk skipping the level and going head-to-head, Gou is the king, Gou is seventy or eighty, Gou is invincible and then go out to play.

But he didn't practice martial arts himself, and he relied on the "Moon Well" for all his skills, but the setting of this well was to make trouble.

The three meanings of loyalty, debt, and apology must be operated in the end.

Four big chasers, six seven-grade realm masters, if they don't gamble, they may not even have the qualifications to make trouble and find sacrifices.

So, to fight.

"I heard that you can cross the border, the sword technique realm, the fist realm, you are a talent. I can only use one set of marksmanship, and I have been practicing hard for eighteen years, and I have just learned the details, but ...... There is still little hope of your escape! ”

Song Dongxi twisted the folding gun, the colorful patterns rotated, and there was a sound of "rubbing", which instantly turned into a zhang long, gilded gun handle, cold iron gun head, and gold wire gun spike, the whole body was majestic, flashing with a palpitating cold glow.

His own momentum also changed from cold to fierce, his eyes exuded the momentum of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he had already jumped up without waiting for Xin Zhuo to reply.

A little cold light went first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

People were in mid-air, the sharp tip of the spear cut through the rain curtain, and went straight to Xin Zhuo's door, and the shadow of the gun shook halfway, scattering into twelve ways, and screaming.

Xin Zhuo calmly looked at the opponent's marksmanship, which was indeed stronger than everyone he had met before, and he clenched the hilt of the knife and slashed it away.

Swing the knife is the pinnacle.

The knife is ugly, changes halfway, and the knife shadow is instantaneous.

"Cang-"

The rain was splashing.

Guns and knives!

The shadow of the gun shattered, and the shadow of the knife scattered.

Only the tip of the knife collided with the head of the gun.

"Ping!"

There was a crisp loud noise, shaking a rain flower.

The Yanling knife broke.

Xin Zhuo took three steps back with the broken knife.

Song Dongxi left the gun in his hand, and quickly grabbed it, and the person had already taken seven steps back.

The tiger's mouth exploded, blood stains loomed, and it was soon washed away by the rain.