Chapter 58: Night

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At night, clouds obscured the stars, and the world was dark.

From time to time, the wind rises suddenly, the clouds fade a little, and the occasional starlight appears, but the rain pours down.

The raindrops the size of beans smashed into the dirt in an instant, stirring up a bit of mud and wetting the plantain green leaves.

A diamond-shaped leaf was blown away from the branches by the strong wind, and stumbled through the dense forest, over the swaying branches and leaves, and across the dry bark, and was in the most lively place in the dense forest, when suddenly a wave of air rushed to the face, and suddenly fell to a broken end.

With Zhang Xiaodao as the center, Sun Desheng and Ren Jiahui were the two wings of the wind-chasing battalion, and the border army left a bloody place after killing the last man in black.

At this time, Chen Xiang, who fell at the end of the team, was hit by the raindrops on his eyelashes, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and said softly: "It's raining." ā€

Rain means that they can erase the slightest trace of their hasty escape, and the rain will be used as the best cover to block the enemy's view, and their chances of escape will be multiplied.

Zhang Xiaodao said in a deep voice: "They came prepared. ā€

"Why?" said Sun.

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, an incredible thought flashed, but he didn't say anything, stepping on the moist soil all the way forward, but inadvertently looked at Sun Desheng.

There is only one reason for being hunted down.

That is the secret that Tian Dedong said that does not seem to be enough to support someone who wants to kill people.

This is the only reason, and if it is true, it means that one of the four remaining must be a spy of the enemy.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the enemy found them with only six people so accurately in this deep mountain range, and it is impossible to explain that Tian Dedong was the first to be shot into a hedgehog by a rain of arrows.

Zhang Xiaodao's trust in his brother collapsed in an instant.

He couldn't trust any of the other three, and just when he didn't know what to do in this lightning, Sun Desheng said, "Stop." ā€

The other three paused for a moment, and Sun Desheng said bluntly: "There are spies among us. ā€

Zhang Xiaodao and the three of them were silent, and the Ren family, whose goatee kept dripping rain, was the first to speak: "We should find a safe place first, or get out of the encirclement." ā€

Zhang Xiaodao squinted at the other three people in the rain curtain and did not speak, he was trying to find out who that person was!

Sun Desheng said angrily: "We can't find a spy, we all run there the same, he will leave traces for the enemy to pursue." ā€

Chen Xiang raised his handsome face and said, "If we don't move, then they will come faster, Sun Desheng, what do you want to do!"

Sun Desheng glared at those triangular eyes and said: "I will not entrust my life to someone I don't trust, if this reason that everyone knows is true, I only trust Zhang Xiaodao." ā€

As he spoke, Sun Desheng looked at Zhang Xiaodao.

Zhang Xiaodao felt the coolness of the rain, and his heart was even colder, and he said: "If everyone doesn't trust us, I will build yƬ and go their separate ways, and each will have a destiny." ā€

The other three were silent.

Zhang Xiaodao said softly: "This is the best way. ā€

At this time, Chen Xiang's ears moved slightly and said, "Go, they're here." ā€

The four people who had no time to care about the others took a step again, but no one chose to part ways!

At the end of the dense forest, the sound of rain was incessant, and when the four of them came here, they brushed aside the thorns, but they were shocked to see the countless torches on the plain.

The torches are swaying in the rain, and if you listen closely, you will hear the sound of the rain mixed with the sound of 'zizi'. But they stubbornly lit up the rain curtain.

I don't have time to count them, but a rough estimate is at least three hundred.

"We're already under siege. Chen Xiang lifted away the soaked black in front of him, and continued: "We can't pass ahead, we can only go back." ā€

"There's no way back. ā€

"I've been on a mission here, and there is a trail in the jungle that leads up to Arashiyama. Ren Jiahui continued to say quickly: "Moreover, Lanshan is also connected to the surrounding mountains, but it is not easy to go back to the border after going up. ā€

"Go up the mountain. Zhang Xiaodao said resolutely, and then he patted the fat butt of the big green cow, but sadly at this time, he could only trust the green cow under his crotch who was always bullied by him.

Turning back into the dense forest, the four of them were extremely cautious, and the shouts around them were endless, constantly repeating: "There is no appearance." And so on.

The four of them, like civets, tossed and turned, gradually approaching the sheep intestine path that climbed Arashiyama, but now there were more than a dozen people in black on the dilapidated path that was built or stepped on by someone at some point.

Without any hesitation, the four of them knew that the later they climbed the mountain, the more they would be surrounded by the enemy, and they all spit lightly: "Kill!"

Ren Jiahui took the lead, Zhang Xiaodao fell to the end again, and the figures of the four broke through the rain curtain and rushed up the mountainside with a brave attitude.

For a while, the sound of the rain curtain was broken, and a sharp sound resounded through the dense forest, and the swaying of the dense forest became more violent, and countless people in black rushed to the hiking path.

The long knife in Ren Jiahui's hand swept out, and the majestic vitality turned into sword qi to cut through the thorns, cutting through the rain curtain and hitting the black-clothed crowd.

In the black-clothed crowd, a man with a hat held a sword, raised his hand to break the sword qi, and the four of them were already close, and the bloody hand-to-hand combat began.

Zhang Xiaodao followed closely behind the three of them, and the snow in his hand fell out of the sheath again, and a white line came out of the air, suffocating.

The man in the front was fighting with the Ren family, and this white line suddenly attacked, and he had to forcibly lower his body.

The white line crossed and cut through the hat, and the castration did not stop, cutting the heads of the two people behind the man in the hat into the air, and the broken half-top hat flew up almost at the same time as the blood water, and was quickly washed and smashed down by the rain curtain.

Almost instantly, the four of them rushed out of a gap, and the man in the hat still wanted to fight, but he stopped because there were no comrades around him, and watched the four of them fly up the mountain and disappear without a trace.

The man with the hat didn't seem to be in a hurry, dozens of people behind him had already rushed to Lanshan, but he bent down and picked up half of the hat, put it on his head, and then looked at the stumps and broken bones on the ground, and the rain washed wildly, revealing an indifferent smile.

Then, like a woodcutter, he began to climb the mountain slowly, with unhurried steps, looking back from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

The four people who climbed the mountain all the way ran for their lives, but they were attacked by cold arrows in the jungle halfway up the mountain.

Hundreds of arrow feathers came swiftly in all directions, and the sharp grinding sound drowned out a qiē sound.

In the face of this must-kill trap, the four of them once again showed the strength of the elite of the Wind Chasing Battalion, and the blades in their hands were impenetrable, blocking all the attacking arrow feathers.

With no choice but to continue charging towards the top of the mountain.

However, after they had run some distance, the man with the hat who had just walked a short distance up Arashiyama turned around.

Hundreds of torches shone in the dense forest at the foot of Arashi Mountain, and the man in a white robe who walked in the rain but was spotless was particularly conspicuous.

The man held a feather fan in his hand and shook it slightly, and the rain was not allowed to get close within a radius of three feet around him, and he stretched out his hand when he saw the man in the hat.

Someone handed a bow and an arrow, and the man who did not look amazing, but looked exceptionally clean, raised his face, raised his bow, and shot an arrow.

He made an effortless move, but the arrow feather swept through the night like a meteor, rising swiftly past the man in the hat, and in an instant disappeared into the jungle.

The white-robed man who finished shooting the arrow put down his bow and arrow, and someone took it, he beckoned to the man in the hat and said softly, "The rain is so heavy." ā€

Although the tone was soft, the voice seemed to break through the layers of rain and fall into the ears of the man in the hat.

The man in the hat didn't reply, and looked indifferently at the front of the not steep Arashi Mountain, and suddenly there was a loud roar, and an ancient tree collapsed, terrifying!

This arrow exploded next to Zhang Xiaodao, and his side was Chen Xiang, who had been fighting bravely.

Somehow, the silent arrow feather was able to bypass the countless obstacles in the mountain and go straight to the center of the four.

The four of them couldn't make any effective response, but Qingniu suddenly turned Zhang Xiaodao down and pressed it under him at this moment.

The arrow feather that pierced through the rain curtain pierced Chen Xiang's chest, and a stream of blood spurted out, stirring between the rain, his pupils became dull in an instant, but he still slashed out, splitting a man in black into two bloody pieces.

Immediately after, Chen Xiang fell into the mud, and the arrow feather broke countless ancient trees all the way and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was lying in the mud, widened his eyes, and the old green cow used his body to block dozens of knives for him at this moment, although there was no blood gushing, but the skin was already open.

In the next moment, the infinite explosive power of his legs shot the whole person out, and the clenched long knife swept across the ground.

Suddenly, several people screamed, and Zhang Xiaodao, who cut off more than ten pairs of footsteps with one knife, forgot the worry about the spy in his heart, and ran through the blade, this time it was not the sheath of the falling snow, but the sheath of Zhang Xiaodao.

In the face of the black-clothed killer who seemed to be forever endless, Zhang Xiaodao turned into the wind, and the place where the long knife passed was a bloody storm and unstoppable.

The Ren family, who had never thought that Zhang Xiaodao was so strong, would get a respite with Sun Desheng, and without the idea of preserving the body, he suddenly burst out with unparalleled combat power.

The three of them have all reached the level of gathering in the realm of knowing qi, and under the letting go of the fight, the rain curtain in the mountains and forests is tilted, and the grass and trees are flying together, and the momentum is terrifying.

A hundred feet later, all the way the blood spread down the mountain under the heavy rain, and no one spoke again, until the top of the mountain, Zhang Xiaodao glanced down, and seemed to see Chen Xiang lying on the mountainside.

He took a deep breath, returned to the snow, raised his head to let the rain wash away, and finally whispered, "I wrote it down." ā€

The old green cow looked at Zhang Xiaodao's cheek very well-behaved, and mooed twice, as if to comfort Zhang Xiaodao.

Sun Desheng and Ren Jiahui didn't speak, and blindly sprinted forward calmly, as if Chen Xiang's death was a bit taken for granted in their eyes!