【Chapter 11: Escape】(2)

Although it was difficult, Lu Bu finally survived, and completely left Yangze County City behind, but there were many colors on his body, and his left rib was stabbed by a long sword through a bloody hole.

"Damn, it's really unlucky, I don't let Lao Tzu eat a meal of peace!" In a mountain col, Lu Buqi chewed raw dried meat in his mouth, and endured the pain to treat himself briefly, and he sewed up the blood hole under his ribs, but he couldn't sew the wound on his back, so he could only rely on his body to heal himself.

"Lao Wang, do you know that Xiong Tao and Leopard are slightly stronger?" Lu Buqi gasped: "Bone Ming Eightfold?

Wang Lishou naturally wouldn't be by Lu Buqi's side, he was talking to himself, before this, he met the strongest master he had ever met in his life, that guy was obviously not an ordinary team leader, it was estimated that he was a guy with a bit of status, wearing silver leather armor and holding a three-foot green edge.

Lu Buqi threw away many of the pursuers, but he couldn't get rid of him, so Lu Buqi could only grit his teeth and turn back to him. That guy is a master of Guming Eightfold, Lu Bu gives up his strength at this time, judging from the comparison of Liliang, it is similar to Guming Sevenfold, with a look of more than 5,000 catties.

But the martial artist of Guming Eightfold, Liliang is at least a thousand catties stronger, and as soon as he hands it over, Lu Buqi suffers a dark loss, but Lu Buqi's martial arts experience of the inner boxing master is not covered, steady and steady, and when the chasing soldiers after the embellishment are about to catch up, he uses Xiong Taobao to sell a flaw slightly, and stabs the warrior with a sword, and stabs the warrior's life with his palm.

Because Lu Buqi deliberately changed the injury, the injury under his ribs seemed to be very serious, but in fact, it did not hurt the ribs, nor did it hurt the lobes of the lungs, otherwise, even if Lu Buqi did not die at this time and did not seek medical attention in time, he would not live long.

Hearing the noisy whispers of people and horses in the distance, Lu Buqi swallowed two mouthfuls of raw meat, and while dragging the small wine bag on his waist and pouring a sip of wine, he moved the leaves under his feet to cover the blood stains and submerged into the mountain forest.

Lu Bu's small wine bag was exchanged for a decapitator with a gap in a small suburban village two days earlier, and there were two or three catties of spirits, one was used to disinfect the wound, and the other was to refresh himself.

By now, there is no doubt that it will be gone, but Lu Buqi is not worried, because some civilian villages far away from the county town or town town will not know that he is a fugitive.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any broken knife coins except for a thousand knife bills, and Lu Bu will not give up and do □□ resentful banditry behavior, otherwise this life would be better.

After Lu Buqi completely escaped and disappeared, Wang Weiwu, who was in the inner fort of the Wang family in Yangze City, and Wang Weiwu, who had a short beard like a steel needle, was furious after receiving the battle report of Wang Anguo, the private soldier of the Wang family: "Arresting a fifteen-year-old Zenu, twenty-one elite soldiers and a Wei Rong commander died?

Wang Anguo, nearly two meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, full of heaven, wearing dark gold armor, a good tiger general. It is Wang Weiwu's most valued subordinate, and he is also the strongest person in the Wang family besides Wang Weiwu, and he is the third in the bloody realm. But at this time, his face was ugly: "I'm afraid that Xiao Zenu is not as simple as Brave Nine Folds......"

"I know he's not simple! Chen'er has said more than once in front of me, and I won't hold you accountable for your dereliction of duty, but if he runs away, what will be the face of my Yangze Wang family?" Wang Weiwu shook his hand angrily: "An Guo, judging from his movements these days, his purpose is likely to be Dahong Mountain or Luchao Mountain, send people to defend along the mountains in that area, and be sure to take him down!"

Wang Anguo responded: "Yes, the head of the family, I will personally go out and never live up to my trust!"

"Forget it!" Wang Weiwu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Let Cheng Zhou go, arrange more people, that area stretches for hundreds of miles, and it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to catch him." If you are out of the horse, if you fail, it will be really shameless. ”

Wang Anguo was awe-inspiring: "The head of the family is wise, although I don't go out, but I will personally choose people." The first three battalions in the east and the three battalions in the south will all go out to fight grass in all directions, set up ambushes in secret posts, and never live up to their trust. ”

"It's a military training!" Wang Weiwu nodded with satisfaction: "Then you go down!"

Wang Anguo left, and from behind the screen on the side, a young man dressed in a sky blue robe, with a white jade belt tied around his waist, had a graceful demeanor and an extraordinary temperament: "Daddy......"

"Minister, you don't need to say much...... I know what you're trying to say. Wang Weiwu said indifferently: "You love talents, and you can also use people, which I appreciate very much, but don't be too short-sighted." This Lu Buqi is indeed a rare talent, fifteen years old, although he has not broken through to the Bone Ming Realm, he can even kill the Bone Ming Eightfold Wei Rong Commander, but he can't be used by my Wang family, so he can only die!"

Wang Chen's dark eyes were like gems, and he nodded slightly: "That...... I hope Uncle Cheng Zhou can succeed immediately!"