Seeing that Chang An didn't answer, the young man who had whipped Ka Zuo with a whip whipped him up youthfully. Chang An didn't turn his head back, as if he had eyes behind his back, he raised his hand across the scabbard, snapping one by one, Pulling with one hand, the young man only felt a strong force coming from the whip, and he couldn't react in time, but he instinctively held the whip and didn't let go...
So without any suspense, he pulled him onto a big horse, his face was rubbed off by the gravel on the ground, and he screamed like a pig.
During this pause, three or four people surrounded Chang'an and Kazuo, about to see that he was a sub-beast with such a big and thick man on his back, like a hard-to-fly and easy to bully, only that one The person who started to shout shouted out loudly and stood far away, letting others go first, while squinting and watching.
Chang'an's shoulders are extremely stable, as if they were not attached to the arms and legs. When he moves with all fours, he can't see the slightest upward movement of the shoulders, which makes the knife in his hand look like a ghost, light and strange. At first glance, Chang An seems to have difficulty in moving, and there is a kind of weakness like a gossamer in every gesture. His movements are almost light and effortless, but he kills a person with one knife, which is a bit more agile than chopping vegetables and beating mosquitoes. .
No one in the crowd expected that such a gentle and even thin sub-beast could have such a sword technique.
In a blink of an eye, three or four people turned into three or four corpses, and there was no sound in the entire purgatory-like cave, and no one else seemed to react, just staring at him in a daze as he kept walking out, killing others They are all heroes, and when they are treated as melons by others, they all become freshly baked big bears.
The boy rolling on the ground with blood on his face suddenly felt the warmth in his crotch, and was so frightened that he peed out.
Just when Chang An was about to pass through the entrance of this level of cave, the person who had been hiding in the corner suddenly bit his lips and made a whistle. The special and sharp whistle sounded across the entire cave, and there was a distant and piercing echo.
Following the orderly and heavy footsteps coming from outside the cave, the whistler smiled viciously and said, "You can't escape."
But when he lost his voice, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The man did not expect that the other party would not even care about fleeing in order to kill him. He had never seen such a bold and vengeful fugitive in his life. He was dumbfounded at that time , even took three steps back.
But he didn't escape a cold hand that grabbed his neck, and a ray of blade swept over his neck with an ominous cool wind, and he finally heard the voice of the man who had been silent from beginning to end.
The other party whispered in his ear in a low voice: "You can't live either."
These were the last words he had ever heard in his life.
Chang'an killed the annoying mouse, then picked up a small basin of cold water and splashed it on Kazuo's face. Seeing that he flinched and was not fully awake, he slapped him a few times without mercy, and forced Kazuo to die. Woke up.
Kazuo looked confused at first, then remembered something, glanced over indifferently, and after seeing clearly who the person next to him was, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had been greatly frightened, before he was about to speak, but Changan didn't He stopped angrily: "Shut up, be honest and listen to me."
Despite ten years of ups and downs, Kazuo still remembers the experience of being beaten up by Chang'an in the early days of Chengli. At this time, his mind was not clear, but he immediately shut his mouth instinctively when he heard the words.
"Can you transform into a beast? Do you still have the strength?" Chang An asked.
Kazuo shook his head and stretched out his wrist to show him, only to see that the animal pattern was dripping with blood and flesh, and the open wound was mixed with some ointment, which turned blue.
Chang'an knew that it was dry orchid water, which was specially used for slaves. After soaking in the iron hook and piercing it in the animal pattern, this person would no longer be able to transform into a beast.
"The hook... I secretly tore off the hook, but the dry orchid water is still in my body..." Kazuo was a little panting, and his voice was so hoarse that Chang'an could hardly distinguish his voice.
Even though he had only one breath left, Kazuo still complained aggressively: "These sons of ghosts and goblins, when I get well, sooner or later I have to deal with them..."
Chang'an glanced at him angrily, and complained bluntly: "You trash who can't transform into beasts and can't carry on your shoulders or hands, when I go back, I will clean up you one by one sooner or later."
Kazzo: "..."
Chang An bent slightly: "Okay, get up, I'll carry you on my back, and hold on to you, if you fall, I won't pick you up."
The Kazuo, who had never been so weak and cowardly, was under the short ledge—he couldn't walk, so he climbed up Chang'an's back full of humiliation and shame, and put his arms around his shoulders. Kazuo only felt that Chang'an's back was filled with energy with two slaps of his palm-like hand, and he could feel the end of Chang'an's collarbone in the crook of his arm, and he rubbed his wrist gently with the movement. It is thicker than him.
However, Kazuo was lying on such a back, but almost burst into tears.
These years of fighting openly and secretly, how many people still remember the life-threatening friendship when they fled together
As the lord of the city, Chang'an was ruthless and selfless to everyone, and he had many conflicts with himself. Even when the thirteen Black Eagles threatened Huayi together, Chang'an stood by without hesitation. On Wang's side, he pointed his nose and scolded himself in front of many people.
Now Kazuo knows in his heart that all the brothers who came with him are dead. He didn't fulfill the king's entrustment. Going back, it won't take a year and a half to recover from this injury, so what's the use now
But this person broke into such a dragon's pool and tiger's lair alone. Although his face is very smelly, he probably only remembers in his heart the days when they supported each other to survive-I don't know how many faces have been torn, but there is still love in my heart, Kaka Zuo really didn't know what to say.
Chang An would rather kill the whistleblower than to run away, firstly because of his vengeful temperament, secondly because he came all the way in, knowing how big this cave is, even if he went further, he would just be blocked by people It was enough to fight inside the door, it was difficult for him to find a way out, so he had a quick wit—he remembered the river with the strange fish.
Whether it was those vicious doctors or the people by the river, Chang An mercilessly silenced them all. Afterwards, amidst Kazuo's obvious trembling, he only ordered "hold your breath" and took him to the head. into the cold water.
The weight of a big man on his shoulders was suddenly lifted by the water, but the two of them were more or less bloody, and those sharp-toothed little fish were like little moths attracted by light , rushing towards this side densely.
Kazuo seemed to have had enough of the suffering of these small fish, shaking like a sieve, seeing them pounce, he even forgot to hide, and waited there dumbfounded. Chang An grabbed him, grabbed the fastest fish, pinched its mouth precisely, and then bit the fish.
The corners of his eyes were as bright red as when he was a boy, as if when he fell to the ground, some god stretched out his finger, and wiped a layer of blood on the corners of his eyes that would not fade even after years.
The little fish was bitten through the body by Chang An, almost torn in two, and died at that time, Chang An raised a hand to bring out a wave of water, and threw it into the fish school. He raised his eyes and looked at Kazuo, Kazuo could only see his ambiguous expression through the glimmer of light in the water, and he felt that Chang An seemed to be provocatively saying to him—tell you scumbags to see, are they eating me? , or I ate them.
The small fish that were thrown into the school of fish were quickly eaten by their own kind, leaving only a skeleton, which slowly floated down and sank to the bottom.
Chang'an grabbed Kazuo's shoulders and walked quickly in the water. Both of them had very average water skills. Fortunately, there was no wind and waves in the small river ditch in the cave, only a group of deadly fish trailed behind them, chasing them endlessly.
People's movements in the water were hindered, and even Chang'an's knife was a lot slower. However, after being bitten twice dangerously, Chang'an quickly became familiar with the knack of underwater operations. There were more and more fish corpses in the water, just one of them Don't even think about floating to the surface of the river, you will soon be digested by your own kind.
The two had never swam so fast before—swimming fiercely for a while, throwing the school of fish away for a short distance, and then floating up very quickly to take a deep breath, the school of fish had already chased after them when they sank into the water, fighting Swim forward for a while, and the cycle repeats. A piece of flesh was torn off Chang'an's shoulder, even his clothes and skin, and the blood flowed out from his body, and soon melted into the water, as if it had melted inside.
However, Kazuo's body was so intact that he didn't even have a single wound.
The human voice gradually became inaudible, and the river water got deeper and deeper into the cave, and it also became narrower and narrower. In the last section, almost only one person could pass through.
The river water was extremely cold, and Kazuo felt that there was only a little heat left in his body. Those ghost fishes with fangs were still chasing them endlessly. He no longer knew how many Chang'an had killed, and he no longer dared to think whether Chang'an was Already relented.
When he got to the narrower section of the road, Kazuo paused instinctively, turned his head to look at Chang'an—it is also difficult for people to move here, people walking behind are blocked in front of them, there is nowhere to hide, there are fish chasing behind, And even if you have great abilities, you can't use them, you can only let those ghost fish bite...
However, before he recognized Chang An from the dim water, a hand colder than the water stretched out, grabbed his shoulders, and almost pushed him into the passage.
At this moment, Kazuo didn't dare to pull Chang'an, he was afraid of hindering Chang'an's movements, and he didn't dare to back out, fearing that he would waste time and make Chang'an suffer from the enemy, so he could only grit his teeth and swim in the narrow river water faster, faster. A little... He even gritted his teeth and didn't dare to choke out a sob, because he only had one breath in his chest, if it wasn't enough or if he choked on water, he would get stuck in this narrow passage, and Chang An would be blocked in it.
It seems that the narrow channel in the water is extremely deep, extremely long, extremely short, and extremely thin. Kazuo has lost his ability to perceive, and there is only one thing left in his mind—swim faster, and he will hold his breath.
Then suddenly there was a loud noise in his ears, and a strong force was pushed out from behind him. Kazuo's feet suddenly became empty, and he fainted immediately. With the sudden rush of water, he gushed out of the big cave connected by the small cave, and was caught by the waterfall. Downpour like coercion down.
When Kazuo woke up again, it was already dark. After he was stunned for a moment, he suddenly sat up, groped around in a panic, and then he found Chang'an.
The strip of cloth on Chang An's right wrist had long been torn apart, hanging limply on one side. He was lying on the ground, half of his body on the back was almost naked, and his legs were bloody and bloody. Kazuo even saw that he was almost exposed. He didn't know whether Chang'an was dead or alive, but he still saw that he was holding the knife tightly in his hand.
Looking at it like this, Kazuo couldn't help feeling sad. He was a man of temperament, so in the wilderness, among the wild mountains, Kazuo knelt two steps away from Chang'an, and suddenly burst into tears.