Chapter Thirty-Eight: Rain, Chrysanthemum, Leaving the City, Master

Just about an hour after Chu Zige disappeared on the south bank of the Cangjiang River, three figures rushed out of the dense forest.

Whoa, whoa, whoaβ€”

The river rushed, dividing the entire forest into two, and bursts of cold water vapor rushed to the face, dispelling the lingering breath of Chu Zige.

Du Shisan's face was slightly cold, looking at the Cangjiang River that was blocking in front of him, and chased it until he was here, Chu Zige's breath and the traces left behind were completely gone.

"Damn it!"

Du fifteen squatted down, grabbed a handful of pine needles and soil, carefully observed the clues near the Cangjiang River, and then got up and looked at the two people on the side, and said in a quiet tone:

"This Chu Zige is not simple, he has left three breaths here."

"They point to the upstream and downstream of the Cangjiang River, and there is another one, which is the ...... of crossing the river"

Du 18 took over the words and said:

"That kid went to Wolongyuan, and eighty percent jumped into the Cangjiang River and swam away...... In this case, it will be difficult for us to find him again. ”

β€œ......”

Du fifteen shook his head, flew to the sky, looked at the width of the Cangjiang River and said:

"If you don't use tools, just relying on the realm of building a foundation, it is not easy to swim across this Cangjiang River."

"In this case, we will divide our troops into three ways and chase along the banks of the Cangjiang River, and we must not be careless, otherwise the head of the family will not be able to talk about it......"

Du Shisan nodded, and casually threw a token to the two of them:

"If you find Chu Zige, remember to crush this token, there is a mark on it......"

After the words fell, he flew over the Cangjiang River, and then plunged into the mountains.

......

After crossing the Cangjiang River, it is already close to the edge of Wolongyuan, stretching into a ridge.

Du 13 carefully searched for clues, not letting go of everything around him.

Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and the hairs on his arms stood up instantly, and a cold feeling ran down his spine to the back of his heart.

After years of fighting consciousness, he instantly understood that this was a cold fear that came from the bone marrow.

Du 13 stopped, his brows were furrowed, the sweat on his forehead was already out, his eyes were like sharp blades, he glanced left and right, looking at the tree-lined path in front of him, looking carefully, but suddenly bumped into a gaze.

The four fields are slightly vast, the autumn breeze is rising, and it is cold.

In his sight, a white-haired woman with a sword box on her back appeared, and the breeze blew and lifted her shabby woven black shirt, and there was no expression on her face, staring at him as if she were a dead person.

Du Shisan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and subconsciously said:

"What does this girl mean by blocking the way?"

Sonorous –

The woman did not say anything, but lightly lifted the hilt of her sword in her right hand, and with the sound of gold and stone, a long sword was unsheathed.

And then it just walked in his direction.

The mountain road after the autumn rain, the soil is wet, and the mountain is full of mud, but she stepped on it, but it is not stained with any mud, with the appearance of the long sword, there is no previous half of peace here, only murderous overflowing.

Du Shisan suddenly pulled out the knife in his hand and held it in front of his chest, and the aura around his body instantly rose to the extreme, looking at her cautiously.

In the next moment, a frightening glimpse, wrapped in a trembling sword sound, swept by.

A sound of gold and stone sounded, Du Shisan stood in place stunned, cracks appeared on the knife surface in his hand, and the next moment he only felt that his neck was a little itchy, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

"Poofβ€”"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and then his body cracked like the long knife in his hand.

- The head fell, and the last image that stayed in his eyes was his torn body.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and the fishy stench covered the fragrance of Qiu Juxiang.

Xue Li put away the long sword in his hand expressionlessly, raised his head and looked at the dark clouds that were gradually brewing in the sky, and the wind blew, carrying cold raindrops, and it rained in this Wolong Abyss.

Her snow-colored eyelashes fluttered, her white hair draped behind her back, and her beautiful cheeks were dyed with a few dots of vermilion, like a blooming hibiscus.

She leaned down and pulled a token out of the bloody water, crushing it gently.

After doing all this, she stood in the scarlet of the place with her sword in one hand, silently watching the autumn rain in distraction.

Her other small, calloused hand tentatively stretched out, followed by raindrops from the sky.

His throat moved, his face still had no expression, looking at the raindrops in his palm, tilting his head to the left, and blinking:

"It's raining."

β€œ......”

A quarter of an hour later, Du 15 and Du 18 hurried over and saw the scene in front of them.

The woman with long snow-colored hair closed her eyes and stood quietly in the middle of the sea of blood, picturesque.

The white fog is vast, and the wind is like panic.

After three breaths, the smell of blood permeated the entire mountain forest, and the stumps were all around.

Her body was stained with blood, her cheeks were scarlet in blood, white and dazzling, and there were still drops of blood dripping from her long sword, mixed with rain, stretching all over the ground.

Xue Li slowly inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, squatted down, and held a blood-soaked mountain autumn chrysanthemum in both hands.

She blinked her eyes twice, her ice-blue pupils filled with the shape of the chrysanthemum, and then she opened her mouth:

"Chrysanthemum."

The moonlight is cold and picturesque.

Xue Li slowly got up and flew in the direction of leaving the city with the sword box on his back.

In her sight, it was a huge city, and she tried to curl the corners of her mouth and learn to make the expression called 'laugh', but she did it countless times, and the face still didn't move.

She gave up and moved her throat again:

"Get out of town."

"Master."

......

Chu Zige panted and sat cross-legged on a thick branch, frantically absorbing the aura of the sun and the moon.

"There are still more than 300 miles to go back to the city...... Those tails are probably chased into the depths of the Wolong Abyss now. ”

β€œ......”

The sun, moon and spiritual roots in the dantian reflect each other, and such a drastic consumption has made his cultivation increase day by day, and now he has faintly reached the trend of saturation.

However, because of the exhaustion of his whole body, he was already completely prostration, he swallowed several Xuanhuang Dan again, and after a stick of incense, Chu Zige breathed a long sigh of relief, opened his eyes again, and his face was much better.

He struggled to get up, and suddenly felt only a trace of murderous aura behind him.

It was not human, but pure killing intent.

"Demon beast!"

Chu Zige's heart moved, and he hurriedly clenched the hilt of the long sword in his hand, and looked around with a solemn gaze.

The next moment-

Roar!

Only a loud roar was heard, and a violent roar resounded throughout the valley.

The next moment, a huge tiger swooped down in the direction of Chu Zige.

Chu Zige gritted his teeth, jumped backwards, and jumped into another big tree.

The tiger claw didn't hit Chu Zige's body, and smashed heavily into the giant tree, raising smoke and dust in the sky.

"Damn...... How can there be a tiger demon here!? ”

"Waitβ€”"

Chu Zige's heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered what was stated on the gold slip he received:

"Outside the city, Wolongyuan, there are tiger demons hurting people!"