The sound of horse hooves sounded, and countless dust was thrown up.
The detectives from the Wild Temple looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
—The miko-sama and the wizard-sama are finally here.
Zhou Baoer opened the curtain and jumped down from the tall carriage. He looked at the wild temple like a young adult, then looked at the nearby mountains and forests, and asked.
"is it here?"
One of the detectives bent over, nodded in panic, and said.
"If you want to go back to Miko-sama, this is the place. As far as we know, Gouwa entered the mountains from there, and some brothers are following him."
Zhou Baoer nodded, looked at the beautiful clothes on his body that seemed to be torn as soon as they were torn, and thought: It's time to test the quality of the clothes.
"lead the way."
The detective nodded quickly and cautiously followed the traces of the brothers, heading deeper into the forest.
Zhou Baoer said hello and followed without hesitation. Even if the road in the mountains and forests is not easy to walk, she can walk on flat ground.
As a younger brother, He Tingxiao naturally listens to the boss in everything. Even though he didn't understand anything, he quickly followed him. As someone who often wanders in the mountains and forests, he is no stranger to the mountains and forests.
Behind the two of them, General Huang and a small group of troops followed closely. These people are their protectors and will keep them safe from harm.
Jumping back and forth in the woods, the seemingly weak fabric scratched across the dead branches without leaving any mark. It dissipated in mid-air like a gust of wind.
Zhou Baoer took a casual look and suddenly smiled, thinking: The quality of these clothes is really good.
The detectives who had followed Gou Wa into the mountains and forests earlier had left so many traces that they could find the specific route without careful observation. After about half an hour, the two parties will join forces.
Seeing Zhou Baoer coming with his people, the detectives quickly saluted.
Zhou Baoer waved his hand and asked in a deep voice.
"Where is Gouwa?"
One of them stood up,
"Miko-sama, please come with me."
Zhou Baoer nodded, leaving General Huang and many soldiers behind, and only took his younger brother He Tingxiao to follow the arrester.
Just by walking through a big tree, Zhou Baoer saw the dog who killed a whole family of children. He was wearing a women's dress, dressed simply but with a touch of sophistication. Not like a little boy, but like a little lady.
The catcher stopped here, pointed to the creek at the end of a clearing, and whispered.
"Miko, Gouwa has been here for a quarter of an hour. He first dealt with the blood stains on his clothes and is now washing the knife."
Zhou Baoer nodded and was about to take his little brother to meet the dog boy for a while.
The detective quickly stood up, stopped the two minors with an anxious look on his face, and said.
"Master Miko, Master Wizard, please be extremely careful. That person is a very vicious person, and he just killed dozens of people."
Zhou Baoer disagreed with this, took out two iron bars from his pocket, gave one to his younger brother, took one for himself, passed the policeman and stepped forward.
The policeman wanted to chase him, but he was afraid that his life would be lost. He could only grit his teeth, shake his head, and report the news to others.
When General Huang heard what the detective said, he rolled his eyes and scolded him.
"You kid, you have to trust the miko-sama, they have their own sense of proportion."
The policeman cherished his own life and was also worried about the witch and wizard, so he whispered in a low voice.
"But Miko-sama and Wizard-sama are still children!"
General Huang touched his nose and said with a smile while leading the people forward.
"What you said is as if that little bitch is not a child at all."
The policeman trembled, seemed to understand something, and followed him out.
Even though the miko-sama and the wizard-sama are children, they are not incomparable to them.
When they passed through a big tree and the view suddenly became wider, they found that the miko and the wizard were already facing the dog.
——
Before half a stick of incense, Murong Feng, who was carefully cleaning the marks on the sword, couldn't help but sneered when he heard the noise coming from not far away.
This group of people was really following him but not getting close. Now foreign aid finally arrived. I don't know what this foreign aid is like, whether it is his enemy with one sword.
Hehe, even though he is thin now, he is not even one ten thousandth of his previous strength. However, anyone without any skills would never be able to escape from his sword.
Hearing a light and heavy footsteps getting closer and closer, Murong Feng cleaned the last stain on the sword, stood up with the sword in hand, and turned around with a smile.
Just after taking a look, the expression on his face froze. To his surprise, the people who came over were not martial arts masters or military experts, but just two children dressed differently from ordinary people.
The younger one was a girl, about five years old. The older one was a boy, about ten years old. There are mysterious patterns painted on the face and body, which look extraordinary and extraordinary.
Murong Feng cursed secretly, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Unless they are like him, what fighting ability can a child have? Not being scared to death by him would be considered a great achievement.
Zhou Baoer smiled at Murong Feng and continued to lead his younger brother forward, holding the iron rod in his hand.
Murong Feng sighed and said with a mocking look on his face.
"Could it be that all the masters in the world have disappeared, and pushing a child out is just a human thing?"
Zhou Baoer tilted his head and asked while continuing to walk forward.
"You are a child too, you are not much older than me."
Murong Feng looked at his little hands and thought: This is really the case.
However, he was a strong man who came from a world where martial arts was respected. How could he be compared to an ordinary child
Zhou Baoer asked: "Are you a dog boy? The one who killed more than a dozen members of his family?"
Murong Feng retorted immediately as black lines appeared on his head.
"Don't call me Gouwa. My name is Murong Feng. You can just call me by my name."
Zhou Baoer nodded and asked again.
"Did you kill that family of more than ten people?"
Murong Feng said directly without any intention of hiding anything.
"Yes, I killed them."
Zhou Baoer yelled, stopped not far from Murong Feng, and confronted Murong Feng from a distance.
Murong Feng asked with a smile while holding the big sword in his hand that was taller than others.
"Little sister, don't you ask me why I killed them?"
Zhou Baoer looked at Murong Feng as if he were a fool, then spoke calmly and said.
"They abused you and treated you badly, so you killed them."
Murong Feng suddenly smiled and said happily.
"Yeah, the little girl is quite smart. She guessed it right in one go."
Zhou Baoer pursed his lips and did not answer.
Is there any need to guess? Isn't this an obvious fact
She continued: "You shouldn't do that, killing someone is wrong."
Murong Feng leaned on the sword, raised his eyebrows, and asked.
"Little sister, tell me, what's wrong with killing people?"
Zhou Baoer lowered his eyes and said seriously.
"Killing for life is a matter of course."
Murong Feng sneered, looked around speechlessly, and sighed.
"Are children these days so naive?"
Zhou Baoer didn't answer, he just looked at Murong Feng solemnly and said.
"If you can escape from our hands, we will let you go."
The smile on Murong Feng's face froze once again, and she looked at Zhou Baoer as if she were a monster and asked.
"Are children these days so arrogant? At such a young age, they are actually more arrogant than me."
Zhou Baoer still didn't answer, just remained silent.
After a few breaths, Murong Feng once again put on that cynical smile and said meaningfully.
"Then I want to take a look. Why are you so arrogant?"
After saying that, he effortlessly raised the sword in his hand and was about to...
At this moment, Zhou Baoer waved a small hand and shouted.
"slow!"
Murong Feng frowned slightly, put down the sword in his hand casually, and asked.
"Little sister, if there is anything else, please tell me together to avoid the trouble of coming and going."
Zhou Baoer put down his hand and stood ready, saying.
"Please wait a moment, I have something else to ask you."
Murong Feng looked up and down at the little girl who was much shorter than him now, and said in a bored tone.
"Ask, ask! Hurry up and finish asking, let's have a fight."
Zhou Baoer nodded solemnly and asked.
"I've seen your information, and it says that you have disabilities in both hands..."
When Murong Feng heard this, he laughed and said.
"I know what you want to ask. So what if my hands are disabled? It's not like they can't be cured. Look at my hands, they are just like ordinary people."
The corners of Zhou Baoer's mouth twitched slightly, and then he asked.
"What I want to ask is, how on earth did you do it?"
Murong Feng shrugged his shoulders and replied disapprovingly.
"Little sister, this is a secret, I won't tell you!"
Zhou Baoer puffed up his cheeks and asked again.
"Did you cure yourself?"
Murong Feng touched his chin and nodded gently.
"Actually, if you really think about it, you can say that."
Zhou Baoer pondered in his heart: What kind of dog is this? No, it's Murong Feng. He should have the innate ability to heal, which is a bit difficult to handle!
She thought for a moment, put the matter behind her, and asked again.
"Where did your knife come from?"
"Little sister, you have so many questions."
Murong Feng waved his hands with a look of disgust and said.
"Only a kind and considerate person like me would be willing to answer these questions of yours."