Seeing this, several people finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of this person after sacrificing so many brothers.

There wasn't much excitement on Zhu Wei's face, so a cunning person really died like this?

He nodded to a man in black beside him, who immediately understood and stepped forward cautiously with a copper crossbow in hand.

It wasn't until he came to the front that Wang Cheng still didn't move, he kicked twice, and Wang Cheng was still lying on the ground motionless, so he relieved his heart.

"My lord, I'm out of gas!"

Just as he turned his head to report, Wang Cheng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and gave him two shots, and kept shooting at several people not far away.

Zhu Wei and the others were suppressed by the firepower, and they didn't dare to raise their heads for the time being, squatting on the ground to block the shield in front of them.

Why isn't he dead yet?

His shot can definitely stab people in the cross, and Zhu Wei is convinced of his strength.

"Toot! Honk! Honk! ”

Wang Cheng retreated while fighting, and Zhu Wei withstood the bullet and quickly gathered several people together to form a formation.

Although the bullet was strong, it could not penetrate the special shield of the hundred alchemy steel, and Zhu Wei already knew this, no longer as busy as he had at the beginning, and gradually began to fight back.

After following Wang Cheng for another hundred and ten meters, he saw a figure shaking behind a black pine.

Zhu Wei's eyes were quick, and he threw the iron gun in his hand, and the iron gun pierced through the tree trunk without hindrance, and then flew out dozens of meters before nailing to another black pine.

He personally stepped forward to investigate, and he was very careful after suffering the loss just now, only to see a black robe hanging lonely on the trunk of the tree, where was there any trace of Wang Cheng.

Where have the people gone?

Behind a big black pine, Wang Cheng leaned against the trunk of the tree, he was already seriously injured and ran for a hundred and ten meters, he was exhausted, as long as his eyes were closed, he would fall asleep immediately.

Can't sleep!

Yes, he can't sleep, once he closes his eyes, he really has only one way to die, even if he is not killed by Zhu Wei and a few people, he will be frozen to death here.

He reached out and plucked a handful of black pine leaves from the branch and stuffed them into his mouth, his teeth kept chewing on the black pine leaves, and a bitter and greasy juice slid down his throat.

He didn't swallow it, but it was in his throat and kept stimulating his sense of taste.

The bitter taste irritated his nerves and made him sober.

He finally regained a little energy, and then untied his upper clothes, and the two steel plates wrapped in it fell heavily to the ground, one from his chest and the other from his back, each of which was five millimeters thick and nearly thirty centimeters long and wide.

Such a large two steel plates are less than thirty pounds!

It was these two steel plates that saved his life!

The two steel plates were gone, revealing the shiny chain mail inside.

This chain mail is Chen Fu's ancestral treasure armor, and Chen Fu sees something more important than his life.

It is indeed a rare piece of armor, if there is no such armor, that steel plate alone will not be able to block Zhu Wei's blow, and the huge force can shake him alive, but most of the strength is removed by this chain mail.

As soon as the weight on his body was gone, the pressure on his body plummeted, and he rested against the tree with half-squinted eyes.

At some point, it was dark.

Zhu Wei and the others searched cautiously, as powerful as they were also affected by the night.

Suddenly, a song rang out in the watery night.

"We're all sharpshooters"

"Kill an enemy with every bullet"

"We're all flying troops"

"Even if the mountains are high and the waters are deep"

The sound is high and low, far and near, and the whole mountain forest seems to be audible.

Zhu Wei and the others were standing in the snow, and when they heard the fog, a man in black who was following Zhu Wei suddenly burst his head and fell to the ground.

"Be careful! Everyone hide! ”

Zhu Wei was shocked and frightened, looking at the sky that had completely darkened, and finally had a retreat in his heart.

The few remaining men in black didn't know where to go for a while, because it was too dark.

"In the Dense Woods"

"Everywhere there are camps for comrades"

"On a high hill"

"There are countless good brothers of ours"

The song continues, but every time the lyrics fall, one person falls.

"No food, no clothing"

"The enemy of his own has sent forward"

"No guns, no cannons"

"The Enemy Made It for Us"

When the song fell, the only two remaining men in black also fell on the way to retreat.

So far, only Zhu Wei is left among the eleven black-clothed men who came to besiege him.

Zhu Wei didn't hide, it was useless to hide at this time, he was about to be tortured into a madman, and he kept shooting around.

The big tree was broken by his punch, and the violent wind crushed the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

"Dog offal! You ground mouse! There's a kind of you coming out for me! Get out of here! ”

Juwei roared hysterically, and the surrounding trees "trembled" with the sound.

"We grew up here"

"Every inch of land is our own"

"Whoever wants to take it"

"We'll fight him to the end"

As soon as the song fell, Zhu Wei's roar also came to an abrupt end, he felt a pain in his chest, he reached out and touched it, and a stream of hot liquid rushed to his palm.

He sat down slowly on the ground with his back against the trunk of the tree, and smiled weakly, "You brought us here on purpose, right?" ”

Although he was already very sure, he still wanted to get this answer from Wang Cheng's mouth.

"Sand! Sand! Sand! ”

There was a sound of footsteps, and Wang Cheng walked out of the darkness step by step, still chewing those pine leaves in his mouth, so as to ensure that he did not pass out.

He stopped five meters in front of Zhu Wei, and the muzzle of the gun was always aimed at Zhu Wei's vital point.

Zhu Wei leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, the blood on his face had dried up, forming brown scars, looked at Wang Cheng, and asked again, "Did you deliberately lure us here?" ”

Wang Cheng didn't answer this question, the gun in his hand "brushed" at Zhu Wei's head, and asked coldly: "You did the disappearance of Mixi Town?" ”

"Yes!" Juwei did not deny it.

Wang Cheng asked, "Are they still alive?" ”

Zhu Wei said: "Some are dead, and some may still be alive, but in the end, they will all die!" ”

Wang Cheng first tightened, then relaxed, and then tightened, he was most afraid of hearing the news that they were all dead, as long as they were not dead, there was hope to rescue them.

He asked, "How do you get them out?" ”

Zhu Wei shook his head and said, "I don't know!" ”

Wang Cheng raised an eyebrow and fired a shot at Zhu Wei's thigh, the bullet into his quadriceps.

Blood splattered, but Zhu Wei gritted his teeth and said nothing, leaning lazily on the trunk of the tree, and said, "You don't need to force me, I'm dying, I'll say what I can say, and don't ask if I can't." ”

Wang Cheng asked again: "How long can they live?" ”

He didn't believe that the disappeared people of Mixi Town would be able to live uneventually, they must be going through some kind of unknown catastrophe.

Zhu Wei said: "Three days? It could be five days, no more than seven days at most! ”

"Seven days at most?" Wang Cheng almost screamed.

Seven days, he doesn't even know how Mixi Town disappeared now, and it is too short and difficult to find a way to crack it within seven days!

Wang Cheng couldn't stay calm anymore, he didn't know where he got the strength, he rushed forward and grabbed Zhu Wei by the collar and lifted him up, put the gun to his head, and said, "Say!" How do you get them out? How to save? ”

"Haha! I'm in a hurry! You're in a hurry! Juwei laughed like a tourist playing monkey for the first time.

Wang Cheng didn't persecute anymore, because to a certain extent, they are the same kind of people, they have their own perseverance, they don't want to do or say it, even if the sword is on their side, they won't frown.

He shook Zhu Wei away and sat down against the trunk of the tree without saying a word.

"Ahem......"

Zhu Wei lay on the snow and coughed, coughing and spurting blood, but he was still smiling.

"You play Lao Tzu around, Lao Tzu will also play you, and let you taste the taste of being played!"

Seeing that Wang Cheng didn't move for a long time, he struggled to sit up, but his heart and lungs had been severely damaged, and his intake and outflow were not as much, so he couldn't exert his strength at all, so he simply lay on the ground and said, "Why don't you ask?" ”

Wang Cheng leaned against the trunk of the tree, motionless.

Zhu Wei was a little anxious and said, "Hey! You speak! Are you dead? ”

Wang Cheng is like a sculpture, but he still doesn't speak.

"What the fuck do you mean?" Zhu Wei was even forced out of the swear words.

Wang Cheng took a breath and said lightly: "Wait for you to die!" ”

"You...... You ......"

Zhu Wei was completely broken, and he suddenly scolded: "Xu Zhongheng of the dog day, you calculate Lao Tzu, I will grass your ancestors for eighteen generations, Lao Tzu curses you not to die well!" ”

After shouting this, he choked his breath and died very simply without any warning.

"Xu Zhongheng?"

Wang Cheng frowned, and this unfamiliar name suddenly pierced into his heart.

From Zhu Wei's words, the disaster in Mixi Town is also related to this person, and Zhu Wei may have brought someone to kill him, which may have been ordered by this person.

He secretly kept this person in his heart, and he would definitely find this person in the future to settle the general account, and then lean on the trunk of the tree to cultivate and recuperate.

After more than ten minutes, he finally regained a little energy, and his limbs could barely move.

He dragged Zhu Wei's body to his side, and reached into his arms for a while, hoping to find something about the identity of the men in black.

Two small medicine bottles the length of the middle finger, three gold bars weighing five taels, and an ancient book with cowhide noodles, but there was nothing about his identity.

Two small medicine bottles, one white and one yellow, both contained pills the size of a dragon's eye.

The small white pill bottle poured out a blood-red pill with a bloody smell, and the yellow one poured out an orange-yellow pill with a clear fragrance.

Wang Cheng quickly judged that the bleeding red pill should be to improve qi and blood, and the orange-yellow pill was for healing, and it was also what he needed the most at the moment.

Sure enough, after taking the orange-yellow pill, he felt a lot more comfortable, but he was still far from recovery, and it was impossible to go down the mountain.

Bored, he opened the ancient book again, and he was very envious of Zhu Wei's jump of more than ten meters.

Through the faint light, he could see clearly the ancient characters written on the ancient book - Fuhu Fist.

Wang Cheng was overjoyed, and sure enough, as he thought, this was a book of martial arts secrets.

Turning the first page, it is a self-description entitled "Crouching Tiger Mountain People".

"Yu Ben Lingzhou mountain people, sixteen years old martial arts, weak crown age muscles and bones, after practicing qi and blood, another five years, warrior Dacheng, and then general, supervise the second vein, another five years, martial arts master Dacheng ......"

It took him about ten minutes to finally understand the self-description of "Crouching Tiger Mountain People", which was really a bit awkward, and some places were not smooth.

This Crouching Tiger Mountain native obviously has a limited level of education, but he doesn't want people to see it, so he uses ancient Chinese in the vernacular, but fortunately, he can understand it completely.

"Warriors, samurai, warriors."

He speculated that this should be the realm division of people who practice martial arts, and his strength is in the realm of muscles and bones after practicing boxing for many years.

Well, it's a martial artist.

The realm of muscles and bones is the basic realm of people who practice martial arts, and it is the muscles and bones that are practiced, so they are called martial disciples; Above the martial arts are samurai, and what is practiced is qi and blood; Above the samurai is the martial artist, and what is practiced is true qi.

Later, the people of Crouching Tiger Mountain mentioned that he entered a new realm after the age of forty - Wuzong, that is, the martial arts master, and it took another ten years for him to become a great grandmaster, and he shook the rivers and lakes.

The strength is enough to start a sect and enjoy the endless glory and wealth, but he doesn't, his ambition in this life is only the supreme realm of martial arts.

He has visited many great factions, stolen martial arts cheats, learned other exercises, and later visited many famous mountains and rivers, sages and holy sites, but still did not break through.

Ten years of hard work, in vain, when he was sixty years old, he retreated to the mountains and forests, and spent all day with grass, trees, bamboos, stones, insects, birds and beasts as companions, so that he learned a set of boxing skills from the tiger in the mountains, which was the tiger boxing.

This set of boxing techniques is extremely powerful, and one punch can hit thousands of catties of huge force after Dacheng, which is the best exercise in the world!

"No wonder he can jump more than ten meters!"

Wang Cheng thought of Zhu Wei, and he must have practiced this boxing technique to a very profound level.

He flipped through his self-description, and the paper drew a man lying sideways, his two eyelids drooping, as if he was asleep.

Next to the portrait is written the five big characters "Crouching Tiger Breathing Technique", and there are some small character notes next to the big characters, which are the key to cultivating this Tuna Technique.

Wang Cheng's heart moved, and he posed in a horizontal position according to the posture on the paper, and then spit it out according to the mantra.

As he kept exhaling, the breath circulated in his body, and the medicinal power of the healing elixir was transported to all parts of his body through blood circulation, and the cells in his whole body seemed to be recovering, just like the first sun after winter.

Crispy, want to sleep.

Unconsciously, his mind fell into an emptiness, as if he was asleep, as if he had not woken up.

His breathing became more rhythmic and longer, and when he arrived, there was a faint flow of air in front of his nose, but it was not very noticeable in the night.

Wang Cheng didn't know that this technique was imitating the state of the tiger when it was resting, recuperating when it was not moving, and shaking the mountains and forests when it moved.

He was seriously injured at the moment, and the pill was treating the injured body, and it was exactly the same as the state of the tiger when he was resting, and the core charm that was difficult for others to comprehend in his entire life, he easily entered it.

When I woke up, it was already late at night.

Wang Cheng was startled, he really jumped up from the ground, he thought that a long time had passed, but the time displayed on the watch was eleven o'clock, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Every minute and every second counts to him now, and with only seven days, he can't afford to waste anything.

Sensing that most of the injuries on his body had been healed, Wang Cheng was surprised for a while, and thought: In addition to the strong medicinal power of the healing elixir itself, this spitting technique also played a huge role.

He kept the cheats close to him, and on the way down the mountain, he searched the bodies of the other ten men in black, but still didn't find anything about their identities, but there were ten more gold bars on his body.