"Hmph, you are an unfilial son who killed this day, and the old man is going to teach you a good lesson today!" Old Mu's eyes widened, he raised the wooden knife in his hand, and attacked Zuo Hou violently.

Zuo Hou dodged and dodged, and quickly dodged the attack of the old wood. He thought to himself: "This old wood is really powerful, I can't be careless." So he grasped the knife in his hand and swirled with the same agility with the old wood.

The two of you come and go, and you have me. Zuo Hou was dealing with the attack of the old wood, and at the same time looking for an opportunity to attack. He knew that it was not time to fight, but in order to defeat the old wood, he had to deal with it.

In this way, Zuo Hou and Lao Mu fought fiercely, and both sides did their best. With his extraordinary martial arts, Zuo Hou skillfully defused Lao Mu's offensive, and at the same time took the opportunity to counterattack. However, the old wood is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his wooden knife dances like a river and a sea, which makes Zuo Hou feel a lot of pressure.

"Someone, there's an assassin!" Zuo Hou shouted, and there was a commotion outside the door, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came from far and near. "!" The old wood looks down on this kind of operation that shakes people if they can't beat it. He had been lurking under the stinky feet of this old man for so long, how could he just let him go?

"Sacrifice wine, those miscellaneous fish outside the door will be handed over to you!" Old Wood seized this opportunity and came up with his bottom-pressing stunt as soon as possible.

"You don't think I mean to." The old wood smiled evilly, "The ingenuity of the work!" ”

Zuo Hou was stunned for a moment, what is this?

However, unlike other outward intentions, this "ingenuity of work" is more introverted. Zuo Hou didn't feel any explosion of strength, but he obviously felt that the temperament of the old wood was different.

Soon, Zuo Hou discovered another fact - not only did Lao Mu's temperament change, but his body coordination was also better.

"Not good!" Originally, Zuo Hou's physical strength was not as good as that of the old wood, but now that the old wood has begun to exert his strength, there is no need for him to hide it.

"Boundless battle intent!"

The old wood calmed down, took advantage of Zuohou's outbreak and slashed backhand, slashing along the weakness exposed when he broke out. I saw that the knife had clearly touched the flesh, but it seemed to be blocked by something.

"Humph!" Zuo Hou waved his big arm, and the big knife slashed at the old wood's head. With the help of his own offensive momentum, Lao Mu rolled out and got rid of Zuo Hou's move.

"The Power of Ink!" The old man also understood what the power of the other party's knife that blocked him just now, he really didn't expect that ordinary people would be sharp when they cared about the outburst, and this old man actually put on a layer of ink power as insurance!

"The older you get, the more afraid you are of death!" Old Wood's face was not very good-looking. On the side, the sacrificial wine was besieged by a group of miscellaneous fish wheels, and they were already a little exhausted, and there was not much time left for them.

The old wood rounded his big arm and slashed towards Zuo Hou, who blocked the knife with a vast battle intent, but he didn't expect the old wood to be too strong, and directly cut Zuo Hou away.

"Huh?" Seeing that Zuo Hou flew out, Lao Mu was trying to pursue, but he felt as if something was wandering around his body, making him unable to concentrate on his strength.

"The Power of Ink!" Old Mu has been wandering on this land for so many years, he really didn't expect the power of Wen Mo to be used like this, and then he remembered something: "That's how Old General Qin was killed by you a few days ago." ”

"Clever!" Zuo Hou squatted, and then rushed up like a mad bison. The old wood was caught by the power of Wenmo for a while, and he couldn't burst out with enough strength to escape, so he could only prepare to resist the move of the opposite side.

However, what neither of them expected was that one hand grabbed the collar of the old wood and flew straight up.

"Stop fighting, withdraw!" Besides, the sacrificial wine was also a little exhausted, but he still tried his best to blast open the roof and pull the old wood from the roof to the outer wall.

"This way!" The old wood also adjusted, and ran in one direction with the sacrificial wine.

After going around a few times, the tired and dizzy eyes of the sacrificial wine were pulled into a cellar by the old wood.

"I'm tired!" The sacrificial wine really couldn't hold it, so he shook his hand, and sat down directly regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not.

"Do you have dry food?" Besides, the sacrificial wine hated why he didn't eat a little when he came out, but at this time, he didn't care about it, he looked at the old wood that was more familiar than him, and nodded in anticipation of him and said yes.

"Only jerky and wine, fill up." Old Wood gave such an answer.

It's really delicious! And wine? In extraordinary times, the sacrificial wine is not adjusted, and the old wood is directly allowed to drink and meat.

The old man walked to a corner and took out a jar of wine, and placed it in front of the sacrificial wine. After saying "Wait a minute," the old man climbed up the ladder to the ground, and after a while, he came down with a large strip of jerky.

The jerky is frozen, but the sake is not worried. He inspired the Confucian etiquette and slowly warmed the jerky.

"Be careful, don't make any noise. We haven't gotten out of the northwest corner yet, and if you find out about Confucianism at this time, you won't be able to eat anything. Old Wood reminded.

Hearing this, the sacrificial wine turned down the "firepower", and then took out a bowl out of nowhere, scooped a bowl of wine and poured it into his mouth.

"So where are we now?" The jerky can be eaten, and the sacrificial wine directly tore a large piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"We are now in the cellar of the granary, another cellar of the Zuohou stronghold."

The sacrificial wine rolled his eyes and almost choked to death.

Whose stronghold is this? Why are you more familiar with the thief than the owner?

Reluctantly, he sent the jerky stuck in his throat down with wine, and he spat out the sacrificial wine. He looked up at the old log that had just come down from it again and asked, "How is it up there?" ”

Old Mu's face was a little unpleasant: "It's too quiet up there...... Have you finished eating? ”

"Enough!" He clapped his hands and stood up, "What do you think?" ”

"The granary above can see the situation outside." Old Wood paced, "But there is no movement, is it gone?" ”

"Not good!" When he heard what the old man had said, he immediately realized what was going on.

"What?"

"School Palace! Didn't you say that Zuo Hou knew about the death squad of the Xue Palace? And our ......"

The old wood also reacted: "Let's go, this is a shortcut." ”

……

School Palace Camp.

A student walked out blindfolded, looked at the panicked scene in front of him, and couldn't help but complain: "What are you yelling about? ”

"Zuo Hou, Zuo Hou is here!" When a student passed by him, he directly dragged him away.

They ran to a high ground where other students had already gathered, and the two leaders were Mr. Ji and Mr. Yin.

"Hasn't the sacrificial wine come back yet?" Mr. Yin looked at the sun in the sky, and it was noon.

"I can't leave now if I want to!" Mr. Ji saw the Zuohou ruffian regiment below coming over like rats crossing the street, ready to command his disciples to go to war.

"yes, I can't leave if I want to!" Mr. Yin said gloomily.

Just when Mr. Ji was puzzled by Mr. Yin's tone, a change protruded! Mr. Yin suddenly slapped his palms on Mr. Ji's chest, and at the same time, a wolf howl roared from Mr. Yin's body. Mr. Ji was defenseless against the sneak attack of the people around him, and was shot away by this move, crashing into a big tree along the way, and passed out.

"Hahaha!" Zuo Hou, who was still running up, opened his mouth and laughed, "Welcome back to the Right Virtuous King!" ”