Sang Qinghong suddenly saw Zhao Yanhao jumping back again, for fear that he would catch him and threaten Dongfang Zhen, so he hurriedly dodged and retreated to the side, but saw that he did not fall to himself after falling back to the shore, he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped preparing to escape.

After Zhao Yanhao jumped back, his face turned pale, he grabbed a fisherman, and said sharply: "Where did my uncle fall?" The fisherman's face turned pale with fright, his hands shook wildly, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's none of my business!

Zhao Yanhao let go of his hand, clenched his fists and said warmly to the fishermen: "Brothers, I know it's none of your business. The monk who was stabbed into the lake by the thief is my uncle, please tell me where my uncle was stabbed down. ”

When the fishermen saw that he was upright, they called the dead monk uncle, but they didn't think he was a bad person, so they went to guard against fear.

"That's it!" a fisherman pointed to the lake next to a fishing boat, "I was sleeping in the cabin when I suddenly felt the hull of the boat shake violently...... Well, he should be your uncle. I saw him pull up a drenched man from the lake, and before I could figure out what was going on, I heard your uncle scream, and then both of them fell into the lake almost at the same time...... Your uncle fell right there. ”

Zhao Yanhao looked at the lake he pointed to while listening, and saw that the blood on the lake had already faded, and it was almost impossible to see red, only some thin lines of pale red blood rippled with the waves. He jumped onto the bow of the ship, and saw that the cabin was drenched with a pool of blood, and the left side of the ship's string was also stained with blood. He leaned over and stared into the lake, how could he still find the empty figure?

His face was pale, grief-stricken and indignant, his heart was as heavy as a lump of lead, his fists clenched, his knuckles white. He was already worried that the emptiness was no match for Dongfang Zhen, and he had previously told him not to rush to capture Dongfang Zhen after discovering it, and to notify him to come and do it together. Unexpectedly, the emptiness was still careless, and he was killed by a plot in an instant.

"Brothers, please help me get my uncle up!" Zhao Yanhao bowed his hand to the fishermen on the shore, and when he saw that no one moved, he added: "I will pay you!"

A fisherman seemed to be a little moved, and said: "It doesn't matter if you are paid or not, it's just that the lake in this area is quite deep, and the corpse has only sunk for a short time, and it won't float up for a while......

"Can you dive down and salvage?" Zhao Yanhao asked anxiously.

"But you can, it's just that the lake is deep, and I don't know where it has sunk, so you may not be able to catch it. The fisherman said.

Zhao Yanhao jumped back to the shore, took out a large ingot of silver and stuffed it in his hand, and said, "I'm sorry for you to bring a few big brothers to help me salvage it!"

The fisherman was overjoyed when he saw that he was fifty taels of silver, so he turned around and looked for a helper in the crowd: "Du San, He Liu, Lao Sheng, Monkey, you go with me!"

The four of them jolted out of the crowd, and a few others enthusiastically followed, but the fishermen refused on the grounds that they were not good enough in the water.

Arranged to stop, Zhao Yanhao looked anxiously at the center of the lake, and saw that Dongfang Zhen had rowed a mile away, so he said to a fisherman beside him: "This big brother, the bad guy who killed my uncle has now fled to the lake, can you help me and take me to catch up with him by boat." ”

"This ......," the fisherman hesitated, "the man is so vicious...... Who the hell is he?"

"He's a court criminal!" Zhao Yanhao said: "Not long ago, he killed a Jinyi guard!"

"Huh?" the fisherman was startled, shook his hands wildly, and said in a loud voice, "I'm not going!

"He's a liar! Don't believe him!" Sang Qinghong defended beside him, seeing Zhao Yanhao glaring at him fiercely, afraid that he would think of the idea of capturing himself and threatening Dongfang Zhen, so he hurriedly hid aside.

Zhao Yanhao's mind was racing, and he thought: Now, I don't have any silver in my pocket, if I want to move them, it seems that I have to give grace and power!

So while scanning the fishermen, he said loudly: "I am a Shaolin disciple, although this person is vicious, but he is not my opponent! I just need you to take me to catch up with him, and you don't have to bother about the matter of capture! After that, I will definitely go to the court and ask for credit for you!" Speaking of this, the words changed and sneered: "But if you don't want to help me and let the murderer run away, I have no choice but to play it truthfully, and I don't know if the court will punish you for covering up the culprit!"

The fishermen looked at each other, not knowing whether he was a person from the court, but listening to him say that he was a Shaolin man, and had seen his divine power and light skills, he expected to be an extraordinary person, thinking that the Shaolin people were compassionate and helpful, and most of them were willing to contribute to Shaolin.

A black fisherman in his fifties seemed to be a powerful man in this area, so he jumped out of the crowd and said: "This official, let's help you chase it! If you ask for merit or something, you don't need to! However, on the official side, please ask the official to say a few more kind words!"

Zhao Yanhao was overjoyed, and bowed his hand to him again and again: "Thank you for this uncle! I will definitely play, I believe that the court will not treat you badly!"

At that moment, the old fisherman selected more than 20 strong fishermen, personally carried Zhao Yanhao, and led the fishermen to untie the cable and set off. Zhao Yanhao shouted to a fisherman who was salvaging the empty body: "After the salvage, please put my uncle's body on the shore!"

Looking ahead, I saw that Dongfang Zhen's back became smaller and smaller, and when he was two miles away, he asked anxiously: "Uncle, he has fled so far, can he catch up?"

The old fisherman smiled confidently while holding on to the penny without hurrying: "Don't worry, sir! This lake is huge! With his skills, if he wants to row to the opposite shore before it gets dark, he will definitely not be able to do it! Look at it, within ten miles, he will be caught up by us!"

Sang Qinghong stood nervously on the shore, looking at Dongfang Zhen's slightly blurred back, eager to fly to him with wings and help him. She folded her hands reverently and prayed silently, hoping that the heavens would help him escape this fate.

Perhaps it was really her piety that moved the heavens, and Dongfang Zhenzhen really escaped this catastrophe. But she didn't expect that the reunion with Dongfang Zhen would be so long, and it would be so long and so vicissitudes.

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Dongfang Zhen struggled to draw two miles, only to feel tightness in his chest, soreness in his limbs, numbness in his lower back, and gradually slowed down. After all, after he was slapped, he only used half a column of pranayama to breathe, how could he recover his vitality in such a short period of time?

He looked back, but saw a row of boats chasing after him, and the person standing on a small boat in front of him was vaguely Zhao Yanhao. Although his arm strength was far stronger than that of the fishermen, his rowing skills were mediocre, how could he be as good as these men who operated the boats every day?

"Dongfang Zhen, you can't run away! You killed my Void Uncle again, just wait for your life!" Zhao Yanhao shouted angrily.

Dongfang Zhen ignored it, panting and waving like the wind.

After rowing out two miles, he was finally chased by the fishermen a few feet later. It was about two feet away from the tail of the Dongfang earthquake boat, and Zhao Yanhao jumped up and threw himself at him. Dongfang Zhen hurriedly turned around, held the penny with both hands, and stabbed Zhao Yanhao in the chest in mid-air.

Zhao Yanhao reached out and grabbed the penny, flipped in the air with the help of his force, and fell into the boat, and did not stop, and slashed at him with one palm. At this time, Dongfang Zhen was like the end of a strong crossbow, and he struggled to take a palm, knowing that once he was entangled, it would be difficult to get out, so he hurriedly abandoned the penny and jumped into the lake.

Zhao Yanhao hurriedly held the penny and then pierced it, but it was empty. He clinged to the penny, stared intently at the surface of the lake where Dongfang Zhen had just jumped, carefully looking for the enemy's traces, ready to take root at any time.

Circles of water ripple from the center and gradually dissipate. After a long while, Dongfang Zhen still didn't come out.

At this time, all the fishermen had already caught up, and the boats lined up, surrounding the lake dough, and all of them stared around, looking for traces of Dongfang Zhen.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Zhao Yanhao suddenly felt that the boat shook violently, almost throwing him into the lake. He hurriedly grabbed the string of the boat with one hand, and felt that Dongfang Zhen was arching on the left side of the bottom of the boat, so he insisted on thrusting it violently into that part, and with a "click" sound, a hole was pierced in the wooden plank at the bottom of the boat, and a stream of pale red blood quickly poured into the boat from the hole.

Zhao Yanhao was overjoyed, knowing that he had been pierced by himself, but he didn't know how injured he was, he saw that the boat could not stay any longer, so he kicked his feet and jumped onto a fishing boat three zhang away. The punctured boat sank for a while, and when it reached the lower side of the ship, it sank no more.

In the sound of "bang", Dongfang Zhen came out, grabbed the string of the boat with his left hand, gasped for breath, and the lake on his back was red, gradually spreading and fainting.

"This thief was stabbed by me! Everyone gathered around him and stabbed him with a penny to prevent him from coming out of the lake to catch his breath!" Zhao Yanhao shouted excitedly.

All the fishermen lined up, and the water was impassable. Zhao Yanhao held a penny in his hand and stabbed down towards the east. Dongfang Zhen hurriedly dived into the lake, and after a while, his head appeared on the other side of the hull. As soon as he took a breath, he was poked in the face by a few pennies, fortunately it was only done by a few fishermen, and the force was not very strong, but it was also very painful.

He hurriedly dived underwater again, poked his head out of the place where Zhao Yanhao couldn't attack, and in the sound of "pop" and "pop", he received a few more blows on his head and face. Dongfang Zhen was furious, and grabbed a penny with his hand and pulled it, but the fisherman didn't have time to let go, and fell into the lake with a "bang".

Dongfang Zhen quickly sneaked up on him and stabbed him lightly in the thigh.

When the fishermen saw that the man had been pulled into the lake, they all exclaimed, stopped the penny, and looked nervously at the lake where he had fallen. After a while, I saw him pop up and scream as if he had been bitten by a water beast. Several fishermen hurriedly handed him the penny to him and asked him to catch it, and one fisherman pulled him back into the boat, but saw that his right leg was bloody, and he snorted in pain as he stroked the wound.

After a while, Dongfang Zhen poked his head out of Zhao Yanhao's place where he couldn't attack, and a few nearby fishermen wanted to pierce him again, Dongfang Zhen shouted angrily: "Whoever dares to stab me again, I will scuttle his boat and kill him!"

The fishermen were so frightened that they stopped, believing that their water nature was not necessarily as good as his, and they couldn't stop him from making a move and a half, and they all looked at each other a few times, and they all showed a look of horror.

Zhao Yanhao couldn't bear to let these fishermen lose their lives for their own sake, but the enemy he hated was close at hand, so how could he let it go?

At the moment, he held the penny, and slowly rowed towards Dongfang Zhen a little awkwardly. While paddling, he looked at each other through the afterglow of the setting sun, but seeing that his face was pale, his lips were blue, his teeth were clenched, and the lake beside him was covered with wisps of pale red blood, he knew that he had suffered a palm and a penny from himself, and he was on the verge of collapse under the internal and external injuries. He calculated the distance between him and the other party, and prepared to strike a lightning blow at the most opportune time to kill him.

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Dongfang Zhen floated quietly on the surface of the lake, staring at Zhao Yanhao's eyes for a moment, with a trace of helpless sadness in his eyes, and a trace of indifference.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was less than two feet, and Zhao Yanhao no longer had a judge's pen, which made his attack power discounted, he was ready to first feint with a penny, so that he could dive and dodge, and then look at his body, with twelve percent of the "Prajna Zen Palm" skill, hit him with both palms, and shocked him to death in the lake.

Dongfang Zhen realized that there was an inevitable killing intent in his eyes, so he concentrated on preparation. In the roar, the penny in Zhao Yanhao's hand had been pierced like an arrow from the string, and when he saw that it had reached two feet in his face, Dongfang Zhen turned sideways, and suddenly stretched out a penny in the water, and with a "snap" sound, the penny was smashed into two, and the upper half was split and flew out upside down.

Almost at the same moment, Zhao Yanhao had already volleyed into the air, and with the sound of wind and thunder in both palms, he violently shot down his chest under the surface of Dongfang's shaking water. Dongfang couldn't dodge, and blocked it with a flying ring across his chest.

With a "peng", the water splashed, a large puddle was punched out of the lake, and Dongfang Zhen was shaken into the water by a huge force.

Zhao Yanhao took advantage of the power of the other party's shock and jumped back into the boat. Although Dongfang Zhen was forced to take his palms, he blocked with flying rings, and he was in the lake, so he couldn't hit him, so he didn't expect to hurt him.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Dongfang Zhen to come out again, he gasped for breath, saw Zhao Yanhao's body, and instead of retreating, he rushed over like a fish.

Zhao Yanhao shouted angrily, and slashed at him with a penny like lightning. At the same time, a sword light came out, and with a crisp sound, a large hole was cut out on the side of the boat, and immediately, the lake water cracked into and slowly sank.

Zhao Yanhao exclaimed, and with a "hoo" palm under his hood, with a "bang", a big puddle was punched out of the lake again, but Dongfang Zhen's figure was gone. He was looking around, suddenly felt the bottom of the boat shake, "click", a splash of water gushed from the bottom of the boat, and after a while, the lake water had flooded to Zhao Yanhao's knees.

Zhao Yanhao complained bitterly, he could only use a few hands to plan, once the boat sank, he could not protect himself, how could he still capture the opponent?

Just about to jump out, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of the bow of the boat, which had been split in half, and the left and right half of the boat slid violently to both sides, and he stood on the half of the boat with both feet, and lost his center of gravity, and could no longer stand unsteadily, and fell into the lake with a "plop".

Zhao Yanhao hurriedly stretched out his left arm to climb half of the boat, so as not to sink into the lake, fortunately, the boat body was no longer sinking, he just took a breath, and suddenly felt that the water pressure on his side was very urgent, knowing that Dongfang Zhen was coming to sneak attack, and at that moment his right palm spit out in a circle in the lake, and a water column crashed into Dongfang Zhen like a water dragon.

Dongfang Zhen suddenly felt that the water column was pressing down like a thousand-foot waterfall, and he didn't dare to pick up its edge, so he hurriedly dodged and swam away. He didn't give up, the sword and the ring were combined, and he attacked from the front, back, left, right and below, all of which were soaked by Zhao Yanhao and easily resolved.

Dongfang Zhen saw that he couldn't get close to him at all, and he was in severe pain, almost wanting to lose his strength, knowing that if he continued like this, not only would he not be able to kill the other party, but if he was not careful, he would be killed by the other party. He weighed it and decided to flee as soon as possible.

So he gave up Zhao Yanhao, and rushed to a small fishing boat nearby like a fish, and jumped up with a "bang" sound. The fishermen were horrified and screamed.

Dongfang Zhen pointed a sword at the throat of the owner of the boat, and said sharply: "Row to the other side quickly!

The owner of the boat was so frightened that his face was as white as earth, his knees weakened, he fell to his knees on the boat, and kowtowed like garlic: "Don't kill me, hero!

Dongfang Zhen hurriedly said: "Get up and row the boat! If you don't obey, I will stab you to death immediately!" The owner of the boat hurriedly stood up, rowed violently, and suddenly, the boat rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Several fishermen hesitated to chase after the boat, Dongfang Zhen turned around with his sword, and shouted: "If anyone dares to chase after him, I will kill this person first, and then kill him!"

The fishermen were too frightened to move, and watched in amazement as the two men on the boat gradually disappeared into the vast twilight.

Zhao Yanhao also watched Dongfang Zhen leave, and sighed gloomily. He was too poor in the water, and the nearest boat was only three feet away, but he had no confidence that he could swim there. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would practice hard in the future.

"Come and help me! I can't swim!" shouted Zhao Yanhao.

The fishermen woke up from a dream and rowed over, and a fisherman pulled him onto the boat with a penny. Zhao Yanhao was drenched all over, his face was ugly, and he had never been so embarrassed in his life. He looked disappointedly in the direction of Dongfang Zhen's escape, and could no longer see his figure, so he sighed heavily.

"Sir, do we still want to chase after you?" asked the old fisherman timidly, for fear that he would force them to chase after him regardless of the safety of his abducted companions.

"Forget it, let's go back!" Zhao Yanhao muttered.

The fishermen breathed a sigh of relief and silently steered the boat back. When I got to the shore, I saw that the empty body had already been salvaged and placed under a eucalyptus tree.

Zhao Yanhao hurriedly rushed over and looked through the dull twilight light, but saw that his face was purple and swollen, his eyes were wide open, and the sword wound on his left chest was still oozing blood slightly.

Zhao Yanhao's hands trembled, tears rolled down his tiger eyes, and he whimpered and shouted: "Uncle!

The fishermen who had already dispersed surrounded again, looking at the tragic situation, there were many discussions, some people sighed sympathetically, and some people whispered comfort to Zhao Yanhao.

Sang Qinghong hid in the shadows. When the empty body was salvaged before, she stepped forward to check, and she was also sorry for the tragic state of emptiness, but she remembered that Shaolin and his party were unrelenting to Dongfang Zhen, and there was an inexplicable pleasure.

She couldn't see the fight in the middle of the lake, and she was so anxious that she begged the fishermen to take her there, but no one paid attention to her. It wasn't until he saw that Zhao Yanhao and his entourage did not capture Dongfang Zhen back, so they put down the heart that had been hanging.

"Uncle, did that person run away?" Sang Qinghong cautiously asked a fisherman who had chased Dongfang Zhen.

"Hey, let him slip away!" I wonder if the fisherman noticed that this girl was Dongfang Zhen's accomplice, and sighed: "He also kidnapped Mo San and coerced him to send him across the other side!"

Sang Qinghong was overjoyed, and wanted to hire a boat to send her across the lake immediately, but one was too late, and I was afraid that no one would be willing to go out of the lake again, and the other was that there was no silver on her.

"Uncle, don't worry, he won't hurt that Uncle Mo!" Sang Qinghong comforted.

"I hope so!" the fisherman sighed.

"By the way, uncle, I want to go to the other side, how long will it take?" Sang Qinghong asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, girl, do you know how wide and big this lake is?" the fisherman shook his head, "even if you go to dawn, you won't be able to reach the other side! ”

Sang Qinghong gave up the idea of chasing after him immediately, and decided to find a way to cross the lake early tomorrow morning.

Zhao Yanhao had already heard Sang Qinghong's words, stood up, stared at her and said coldly: "This girl, come with me to the other side tomorrow morning! I think he will definitely not survive tonight, you just rush over to collect his body!"