Wang Xiaotian was desperate.

He outran the green-eyed silver cloak, but he couldn't outrun the stabbing sword that he threw at him.

He didn't expect that guy to be so despicable! He could even use such a shameless trick! He was simply not human!

It's just that no matter how big the anger, resentment, and unwillingness are, it's useless.

Legend has it that when a person is dying, he will burst out with infinite potential, and many extraordinary things will happen. For example, his sudden promotion just now, for example, now his five senses have become very sharp.

He didn't have to look back at all to clearly feel that the stabbing sword was roaring towards him, less than half a meter away from Cao Lian's delicate back...... One Foot ...... Half a foot ...... Two-inch ...... One inch ......

In other words, if you can die with a little beauty, God will treat you well.

In Wang Xiaotian's heart, such a thought suddenly popped up.

Forget it, since you can't escape, instead of being sad and complaining, it's better to face it with a smile.

Life and death are impermanent, and happiness is eternal.

Wang Xiaotian figured it out, put aside all the resentment, unwillingness, despair, and helplessness in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, and prepared to become a string of sugar gourds with Cao Lianyou.

Suddenly, two long, skinny, but strong fingers suddenly appeared behind Cao Lianyou, and they caught the whistling stabbing sword!

If anyone sees this scene, they will definitely suspect that they are dazzled by the mistake. But if you look closely, the two fingers are real, and they are as impregnable as a copper wall, indestructible!

Under the action of two strong forces, the stabbing sword bent into a semi-circular arc, emitting a violent tremor. However, even though it struggled so strongly, it was still difficult to advance between the two slender fingers.

Thanks to this stabbing sword, all of which were carefully crafted by Xuanjin and Thuryin, they could withstand such a violent Force collision, and if they were replaced with military-standard Force weapons, they would have been overwhelmed and shattered into pieces.

The expected blade that came out of his chest did not appear, and Wang Xiaotian was a little surprised. Immediately after, he clearly felt the scene behind him. He couldn't help but be surprised and stunned, who was coming?

Wang Xiaotian's doubts had just popped up, and Zhou Ziheng's figure appeared out of thin air. He is tall and jade, his face is calm, his eyes are like water, and he looks like a master of the world who is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, and is not moved by external objects.

He bent his left arm, his left hand was behind his waist, his right hand was raised in front of him, and he stretched out two fingers, as if facing the camera, and made some ridiculous gestures, which looked both relaxed and a little witty.

But in fact, he was not easy at all, because his left hand behind his back was trembling slightly, and his feet had sunk into the ground, and he was not witty at all, if it was even a moment later, the stabbing sword would have pierced into Cao Lian's delicate back.

Tremble in the balance!

The silver cloak with green eyes, seeing that the blow he was determined to win was actually stopped, he was suddenly discouraged, stood on the spot, and looked at it in a daze, Wang Xiaotian carried Cao Lianyou on his back and walked away with a remnant.

"NO!" the silver cloak with green eyes roared unwillingly. At this time, the "buzzing" sound of the bayonet sword was also louder and more intense, as if it was complaining for the owner of TA.

Behind TA, a black-eyed silver cloak full of resentment and rage, clenched the dagger and straightened his arm, stabbing him in the back.

"Ling'er, stop!" Zhou Ziheng suddenly shouted.

The black-eyed silver cloak known as Ling'er was immediately stunned when he heard Zhou Ziheng's voice. She quickly turned her head to look at it, and was overjoyed.

Just now, she thought that she had no way to save Wang Xiaotian and Cao Lianyou, so she just wanted to kill the murderer to avenge them, and all her spirit was there, locking on the green-eyed silver cloak in front of her, and she didn't find it at all.

They were saved...... Ling'er couldn't hold back her tears.

Immediately after, Ling'er felt a flower in front of her, a strong slap of her dagger, and then a relatively soft force, pushing her away.

She flipped a few volleys in embarrassment and landed on the ground.

While she was still in the air, she saw a black cloak appear behind the green-eyed silver cloak, and one hand slapped away her dagger, pushed herself away, and the other hand pinched the back of the green-eyed silver cloak.

The green-eyed silver cloak, like a seven-inch snake, with its feet off the ground, hung limply in the air, powerless to resist.

Wang Xiaotian clearly felt the breath of Mr. Zhou and William, and knew that the danger was lifted and he was safe.

The nerves that he had been tense suddenly relaxed, and his legs suddenly became soft, and he could no longer exert any strength. He staggered forward a few steps before he was about to fall into.

Just drop it, anyway, your life is saved. Wang Xiaotian thought so, so he simply relaxed completely, did not make any struggle, and let his body rush forward.

Suddenly, he felt a large hand put on his shoulder, and a gentle force lifted him up.

He turned his head to look and found that there was one more middle-aged man in a camouflage combat uniform beside him, who was holding his shoulder socket and grinning at himself.

This person is extremely burly, Wang Xiaotian only reaches his chest, and he holds Wang Xiaotian's shoulder socket effortlessly.

"Thank you. Wang Xiaotian said softly. It's not that he doesn't want to be loud, it's that he really doesn't have the strength anymore.

The middle-aged man nodded, let go of Wang Xiaotian, and then carefully hugged Cao Lianyou from his back, holding her little ass with his left hand, letting her lie comfortably on his shoulder, holding her left wrist with his right hand, carefully inputting a wisp of force to probe her condition.

After the examination, it was confirmed that Cao Lianyou had just fainted and that his body was fine, and the middle-aged man nodded at Zhou Ziheng.

Zhou Ziheng saw the middle-aged man nodding, and immediately relieved his heart and said, "Ling'er, go take care of Pianyou." Shuming, you help Xiaoyou take care of the wound. ”

As he spoke, he withdrew his right hand, folded his hands behind his back, and his sword crossed behind him, like a whip in his hand when Mr. Teach toured the hall.

Ling'er ran over quickly, took Cao Lianyou from the arms of the middle-aged man, hugged her horizontally, and put her little face tightly on her face, until the tears were wet, Cao Lianyou's little face, she reluctantly raised her head and walked to the side gently.

The middle-aged man gently pulled Wang Xiaotian, the two arms behind his back, and grinned at Wang Xiaotian, his voice was like a bell, "My name is Shen Shuming, boy, you did a good job." ”

Wang Xiaotian heard Shen Shuming's praise, hehe. Then, he immediately gasped twice.

It hurts.

Just now, his spirit had been in a high state of tension, and the pain in his two arms was ignored by him. Now that the danger is gone, Shen Shuming moved his arm, pulling the wound, and the pain immediately recovered, and it increased several times. As a result, he was in unforgettable pain, and life was worse than death.

Shen Shuming raised his arms slightly, Wang Xiaotian's two arms, and couldn't help but sigh when he saw the bloody wounds: "Boy, I didn't faint in pain after all this is done, what a man." What's your name, boy, boy...... Hey, how can I say it's down. Oh, fainted. ”

Shen Shuming lightly caught Wang Xiaotian, who had fainted, carried him to a nearby tree, let him lie down against the tree, and then took out a wine jug, a roll of gauze, a knife, a few wooden splints, as well as cotton wool, ointment, needle and thread, and began to clean the wound, bone, wound medicine, suture the wound, and bandage the splint.

Wu Ling'er walked over with Cao Lianyou, who was still asleep, and stood beside him, looking at Wang Xiaotian with two eyes fixedly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, Zhou Ziheng and William stood quietly like this, neither talking, nor moving, nor had any intention of leaving.

The strength of the two of them is almost the same. With Zhou Ziheng holding back, William couldn't raid the past, what would Cao Lianyou do, not to mention that he was still holding a person with one hand.

Similarly, if William wants to leave, Zhou Ziheng can't keep him.

After a while, Shen Shuming finished dealing with the wounds on Wang Xiaotian's two arms, gently leaned Wang Xiaotian against the trunk to rest, and turned his head to look at Ling'er, meaning to let her take care of Wang Xiaotian.

Ling'er understood what he meant and nodded slightly.

Shen Shuming walked quickly, stood five or six meters away from William, and formed a solid barrier with Zhou Ziheng, completely separating William and Wang Xiaotian.

At this moment, the young man in the jacket, with his hands in the pockets of his jacket, drooped his shoulders, his body staggered, but he was extremely fast, and he jumped up the tree with his strength.

After a few ups and downs, he rushed to the back of William's side and stood still, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally aimed at William's vital point, as if he was calculating, and he was somewhat sure of killing William.

William ignored it, and the young man in the jacket looked at him with a provocative look. At the moment, although he was surrounded by three people, he was not flustered at all, nor did he have any sense of crisis in the enemy group.

He's waiting.

He knows his two subordinates very well, and he also knows Zhou Ziheng and his two subordinates very well. The combat strength of the two sides is almost the same, and the combat methods are also very familiar with each other, and in the past three years, the two sides have fought each other countless times according to their capabilities, but there has been no result. He believes it will be the same this time. It wasn't so easy for them to take out two of their men.

Sure enough, after a while, two black cloaks came back from different directions. The two looked a little embarrassed, but there were no obvious injuries on their bodies. Obviously, the two of them only suffered a small loss, which was not serious.

The two sides are once again in a state of confrontation, but the atmosphere is completely different from before. It turned out to be three Zhou Ziheng, and the three surrounded William from the outside, and now it has become a sandwich state.

Zhou Ziheng and Shen Shuming are on the far right, then William, then the jacket youth, and on the other side are William's two subordinates.

For a while, the scene was a little weird. Both sides seem to be able to form, a local three-on-one in a short period of time.

But like the tricks in chess, the price to pay for doing so is unbearable.

The confrontation lasted for a while. Zhou Ziheng took the initiative to speak: "William, don't you think it's imperative to find out the details of this guy?"

William was silent for a moment, and said, "Why is she unconscious? Is she awake?"

Zhou Ziheng was noncommittal, and asked rhetorically: "Is it very important?"

"Mr. Zhou, do you know why we attach so much importance to the noble bloodline of the Empire?" asked William suddenly.

"Because it is the key to the Garden of Eden. ”

"That's just part of the reason. William paused, "The Garden of Eden is just a legend handed down from the old era, and no one can guarantee whether it is true or not. Moreover, not all noble bloodlines are necessarily the key. ”

"In other words, there is another reason why you are nervous about her?"

William nodded, "Unlike the widely circulated legend of the Garden of Eden, only a very few people in my country know about another ...... of the noble bloodline Curse. ”

"Curse?" Zhou Ziheng was a little surprised.

"Yes. Curse. Legend has it that the noble bloodline, carrying the hope of mankind returning to the Garden of Eden, is the darling of the gods, but at the same time it is also the most hated person by the devil, so it is cursed by the devil and the most vicious. ”

"What kind of curse?"

"The purer the noble bloodline, the more difficult it is to reproduce. The sooner the noble bloodline awakens, the sooner it dies. On the contrary, those mediocre noble bloodlines can have many children and live a long life. ”

"Ugh. Zhou Ziheng was stunned, is this the Xiluo Kingdom's version of the Heavenly Jealous Talent? Immediately, his expression slowly sank.

He knows the history of the Xiluo Kingdom very well, and he knows very well what noble bloodlines there are in history. He cursoryly recalled it and found that what William said turned out to be true!