Xie Ruilin secretly thought that this time was really over, he finally understood the taste of death, he was defeated by someone else's sword after all, he died after all, the sword was still in his hand, but he could no longer take his life, he suddenly remembered what his grandfather said, a person in the moment before death, can really recall all the past events in his life, although it is only a short life, the first thing he thinks of is to become famous in a fight, does that bring him joy? or pain?

Moreover, he thought of Wei Dierong, that beautiful woman, that was Wei Wuving's daughter who was going to kill him now, he didn't know about it, whether she knew, whether she also agreed.

He didn't have the answers to these questions, but he didn't have time to answer them.

The cold tip of the sword had pierced straight towards his chest, and he could feel the biting cold, and of course he could feel that the man also wanted to experience a sword piercing his heart.

Suddenly, his hand gripped the hilt of his sword again, and the desire to survive told him that until the last moment, he must not admit defeat, and as long as he is alive, as long as he has not fallen, there is still hope, even if it is only a very slim hope.

The blade of the sword was like a poisonous snake, and it was about to touch the flesh on Xie Ruilin's chest, and under the thin flesh was the fragile heart.

Xie Ruilin made up his mind, shrank his body, and let the cold sword blade pierce into his skin, he actually used his body to resist the enemy's sword blade!

With a "bang", the sword edged into the flesh, blood splashed everywhere, and the man looked proud, and was about to draw his sword and stab again.

Who knew that Xie Ruilin suddenly stretched out his hand and held the blade of the sword, the man struggled, did not break free, his body was unstable, and under the shock, Xie Ruilin's sword had already volleyed into the air, and the blade of the sword once again penetrated the enemy's body.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect that Xie Ruilin, who was doing the battle of trapped beasts, still had such great lethality!

The three people closest to Xie Ruilin did not hesitate any longer, and before Xie Ruilin could pull out the sword of that person's body, the three swords came like lightning.

Xie Ruilin could see that the swordsmanship of these three people was all first-class masters, but the most terrifying thing was not their swordsmanship, but their desperate momentum, regardless of Xie Ruilin's shocking swordsmanship, and they didn't care about any other accidents.

The three pairs of moves locked Xie Ruilin in the same range, in fact, in this case, Xie Ruilin really had no chance to fight back and dodge.

The three of them killed him under the sword, and Xie Ruilin looked at the three flying blades in front of him with wide eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sound of crossbow machines, and several crossbow arrows were scattered towards the three people, instantly passing through the necks, chests and abdomen of the three people, and the strong inertia caused them to fall backwards and die on the spot.

Everyone and Xie Ruilin looked at the place where the arrow was fired at the same time, and saw a man in black in tight-fitting plain clothes with his face covered, galloping towards him, and the crossbow arrows in his hands were even more intense.

It is a kind of improved Zhuge crossbow, which can be used by individual soldiers, light weight, can shoot ten crossbow arrows at a time, and the power is incomparable.

Wei Wudi and the others were shocked and retreated, it was not easy to resist this kind of weapon with a hit rate that was more accurate than a bow and arrow.

The strange thing is that in addition to shooting the three people who bore the brunt of the attack just now, the comers all had reservations about the rest of the people, and the crossbow arrows shot at everyone's feet in unison, forcing everyone to retreat, and there was no time to fight back.

This is actually the man's cleverness, imagine that if he hits the enemy in front, the person behind must push the dead enemy in front of him as a shield against the arrows, so that the crowd will rush up, and it will be difficult to parry. The living always know the preciousness of life more than the dead, and only by forcing everyone to retreat can there be room to save people.

In the blink of an eye, the man in black had come to Xie Ruilin, stretched out his hand, and shouted, "Don't get on the horse yet?"

Although Xie Ruilin didn't recognize the other party, the other party's sacrifice of his life to save him was enough to make him grateful, where did he dare to hesitate, stretched out his hand to contact him, used his last strength, and jumped behind the man in black with his strength.

The man's riding skills were abnormal, he only controlled the horse with his feet, and the crossbow arrows in his hand were sent out again, this time he had no scruples, and shot straight to the chests of everyone, and he couldn't help but hit two more people, and once again forced Wei Wushu and others who were frantically besieged, and they broke out of the siege, carrying Xie Ruilin into the wilderness and fled.

Xie Ruilin only heard the scolding behind him gradually drifting away, until his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them anymore, and then he fell asleep.

Xie Ruilin had countless nightmares, he dreamed that the man in black was captured by Wei Wuyi's men with him, and the man in black was killed by Wei Wushu in front of him. He was imprisoned in a dark and damp small black room, and for a while, Jia Youqian, Marven and others all bled to him to take revenge.

Then, countless different faces appeared in front of him, including his grandfather, parents, relatives, crazy birth, Lao Ye, Wu Yifei, etc., and his ears were full of the sad sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls.

Xie Ruilin knew that he was on the verge of life and death.

Subconsciously constantly reminded himself that he must live, there are still a lot of things that have not been completed, he can't die like this, and he still has relatives at home who he misses for a long time, at least he must meet once, explain what happened after his death to be at ease, and remind himself over and over again that he can't give up.

His body was hot and cold, his mouth was dry, and he wanted to struggle to sit up, but he found that he had no strength in his body, and he didn't know how long he struggled on the verge of death, Xie Ruilin finally woke up, and his forehead was full of sweat.

Beneath him was a soft, comfortable bed with a tasseled brocade tent, which made him feel very comfortable, and he was also replaced by a sleek new silk robe.

What caught his eye was a completely unfamiliar image, which almost made him mistakenly think that he was still in a dream, and if it weren't for the pain in his chest that intensified with the movement of his body, he would have wanted to continue to fall asleep.

A closer look at the unfamiliar surroundings revealed that there was nothing unusual about the huge room, and everything was in its rightful place.

Xie Ruilin struggled to sit up, his injuries were undoubtedly much better, he had been in a coma for several days and nights, but when he woke up, he didn't feel hungry at all, but he always had a question in his heart......

Who is the owner here?

Why save him?

You must know that there are not many people who dare to be enemies of Hemingxuan, and this person will never be the person he knows, because among the people he knows, there is no one who can achieve this level of riding skills, and he can control the horses to come and go freely with only his feet, this person must have been rolling on horseback for many years, and he is very familiar with the habits of horses.

He really couldn't think of a clue, so he simply stopped thinking about it, there were still many questions, but he was not in a hurry, because he knew that it was useless to be anxious.

At least, the person who saved him will not harm others in turn?