Shen Jue was running in the forest.
Thirteen Fanzi guards were on the left and right. He originally brought 20 of them. Seven died in the previous battle, and two were wounded. There were not many people around him, and at least 500 banned troops in the mountain field were chasing him. He was also injured. When he encountered the forbidden army on the mountain road, he accidentally cut his right forearm, and his hand was bleeding. Thanks to his first-class ability to bear the pain, he did not let go of the static iron, and held the soldier with his knife. An almost fatal blow.
He never counted that he would get sick. The mountain wind was so strong that it made his head swell. The cold waves in the body came up one after another, and it was obvious that he was sweating, but his hands and feet were as cold as immersed in cold water. The dizziness of his head, the cold and illness slowed his reaction speed, and he even felt powerless in several battles.
Hold on a little longer. He told himself that as long as he waited until tomorrow, he would be able to return to the East Factory after the matter here was resolved. Xia Houlin would be on duty under the sun, and he could walk over casually and say a few words to Xia Houlin as usual. He has always concealed things so well that Xia Houlin will not know about his danger today, nor will he find out the wound on his arm, or maybe he will find out that he is sick, but it is harmless. He could casually invite him over for dinner and ask him what he did today.
Xia Houlin will definitely answer with a smile, the sun shines on his face, and his smile is brighter than the sun. Shen Jue remembered the way he wore swaying clothes. He was not as restrained as he was wearing dark ramie clothes. The golden silk makeup added a bit of extravagance to him, the colorful embroidered unicorn added a bit of fierceness, and he was so tall. , So tall and straight, standing there, there was always a maid peeping at him.
Xia Houlin. Xia Houlin.
Shen Jue gritted his teeth and continued to run, the wind and leaves all over his face, he forgot the pain and the exhaustion.
However, slowly, there was a faint shout again behind him. The Imperial Guard found them again, mad dogs chasing after them. There must be some meticulous work in the team, otherwise the Imperial Army would not be able to find his whereabouts so quickly. But he didn't have time to think or screen, he wanted to reach the cliff as soon as possible.
"Professor!" Xu Ruoyu shouted, holding back his fear.
"Don't talk nonsense, run!" Shen Jue said.
They quickened their speed and walked quickly through the forest leaves, the dead leaves creaked under their feet, and there was a bleak wind in the sky. The shouts from behind were getting closer and closer, and the moment he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the enemy's goose ling knife flashing with blood red blood. Two Fanzi who fell behind were cut down by the Imperial Army. They shouted, "God, run away," and blood splattered behind their backs when they fell.
"Professor, they are catching up!" Xu Ruoyu roared.
Shen Jue turned a deaf ear, still running towards the front. The trees were getting sparser and the mountain wind was getting stronger and stronger. They ran a few hundred steps forward at a rapid speed, and suddenly they were bright and clear. When they came out of the forest, the sky was shining directly overhead, but the road ahead came to an abrupt end, and it turned out to be a cliff.
"Oops, we went in the wrong direction! This is Wanfo Cliff!" someone exclaimed.
Shen Jue stepped on the cliff and lowered his head to look down. Below was a deep pool. The duck-egg-blue pool, the sky and clouds lingered in it, the steep cliffs and the green and yellow bushes embraced it, the mountain wind blew, and there were bursts of fine ripples. At the bottom of the cliff, many Buddha statues can be seen faintly, either sitting or lying down, which are cliff stone carvings.
He turned his head and saw that the Imperial Army had already climbed the cliff, licking his lips and slowly approaching, like a beast that gnaws its teeth and sucks blood, with bloodthirsty light in its eyes. Fanzi lined up in a line, blocking the middle between Shen Jue and the Imperial Army. The goose ling knife in his hand reflected the sunlight and wandered uncertainly on the ground.
The leader, Zong Zong, said with a wicked smile: "Shen Yan, you have nowhere to go!"
Shen Jue didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly.
"Why don't you kneel down and call your father to listen to him, and he might leave a whole body for you!"
Shen Jue sneered and stepped back slowly, rubbing the stones on the ground with his heels. He heard the stones rustling down the cliff.
"Boss, what nonsense are you talking to him! This steered dog killed countless loyal and good people, fished the common people, and did a lot of evil. He called me dad, so I'm not too uncommon to agree to him!" A soldier gritted his teeth and said, suddenly laughed again He said, "However, if he is willing to lie down and make him comfortable, he will be happy!"
"Shut your shit!" one of the fans hissed, "Brothers, let's fight them!"
Fanzi followed him and shouted, waving their swords and running towards the forbidden army. However, his vest suddenly suffered a severe pain, as if flames were scorching his back. He heard the sticky sound of the blade piercing the flesh, and a bright blade pierced through his chest. He was dumbfounded and struggled to turn his head away, excruciating pain It burned his chest, but he still stubbornly turned his head.
Xu Ruoyu's blood-stained cheeks shone into his eyes, the knife in his chest was suddenly drawn out, and he fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open, but gradually dimmed.
At the same time, the other fans in the team suddenly violently slashed at the back of their companions. The companions were unprepared and fell to the ground one by one. The fine craftsmen turned around holding the knives and faced Shen Jue on the cliff.
"I'm sorry, Governor." Xu Ruoyu said in a low voice.
Shen Jue's entire army was wiped out, leaving only the four small pieces standing in the corpse pile.
Zong Zong laughed loudly: "Shen Yan, I didn't expect that there are our fine works in your people! What's the matter, there is no drama at all now."
Shen Jue's eyes were as cold as a handful of ice and snow, "Xu Ruoyu, our family treats you well. Our family knew that there were fine works in the East Factory, but our family didn't expect that the fine works came out of our family's cronies."
Xu Ruoyu said, "I can't do anything, Governor."
"In today's killing round, did the queen mother use all the meticulous work?" Shen Jue's smile was not warm.
"Yes, the Imperial Army will surround and kill all the other fans in the mountains. Today's game is your death game."
"Under the eyes of the Buddha, he actually created such a big killing karma," Shen Jue smiled lowly, "As expected of the queen mother. However, if you want to kill the Slijian Zhangyin, you must have a serious name. You kill our family. What's the name?"
"Collaborate with the Garan Rebellion Party, intending to commit chaos!" Xu Ruoyu sighed and shook his head, showing a pity, "Master, you shouldn't keep that person, he will become your Achilles heel."
Shen Jue stepped back slowly and calmly, "Really?" His heels had already touched the edge of the cliff. He glanced at the deep pool below and took a deep breath.
He had already prepared a corpse below him in the same clothes as him. The corpse drowned in the water was swollen and could not be identified as himself. He had foreseen today's killing round, and the plan was to clear the door. Only when he goes deep into the tiger's mouth can the meticulous work of the East Factory surface. In the end, he jumped off a cliff and suspended himself to escape.
Everything went according to his plan, and he clenched the static iron, ready to jump off the cliff.
Xu Ruoyu continued: "I brought him in. It would be more convincing that you and the Garan rebels die together. The Queen Mother also needs Zhaoye at his home as evidence. He entered the mountain alone, and the mountains were full of forbidden troops. You're already dead." He said with a smile, "Master, don't be too sad, you're on your way soon, on Huangquan Road, hurry up, you can catch up with him."
Shen Jue's back footsteps stopped, and she was shocked.
"What did you say?"
Xia Houlin entered the mountain? His heart clenched violently, and his eyes darkened. All plans collapsed at this moment, no... No, Xia Houlin is very strong, he is a famous assassin in the ghost book, he even killed Xie Xin, he will never die so easily. He's going to find him, he's going to save him!
Shen Jue gritted her teeth, stopped backing, and pulled out the static iron. The dark blade slipped out of the scabbard, reflecting his cold eyes.
"Do you want to resist? You are no longer there, Governor."
Xu Ruoyu and the soldiers of the forbidden army slowly approached, the sword light intertwined into one piece, it was a biting cold.
Shen Jue adjusted his breathing, the twenty-four enemies, the Imperial Army's swordsmanship was average, and most of them had no rules, while Xu Ruoyu and the remaining three Fanzi's swordsmanship were slightly better. If he was in his prime, it would not be difficult to knock them down. But now he was ill, his head was dizzy, the sun was blinding, and he could hardly even open his eyes.
But he couldn't back down, never.
Shen Jue finished breathing, opened his eyes, murderous like frost.
Xu Ruoyu also slowly squatted down, made a start gesture, and smiled slightly: "Master, please!"
The autumn wind swirled in the sun with dead leaves wrapped in it, and the sharp leaves were like dancing blades. The air was filled with silent killing intent, and everyone was a dormant tiger. Xu Ruoyu shouted loudly and was about to move forward and swing the knife. Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the woods.
"Wait. Who said he's nobody?"
It was not loud, but it was slow and clear, and everyone could hear it.
The soldiers paused, Xu Ruoyu turned around in surprise, does Shen Jue still come to help
They saw a man walking out from the depths of the clumps of weeds and lush leaves. He was covered in blood, his bun was loose, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, and his eyes were blocked by sparse bangs. He held the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife dripping with blood, and every time he took a step, a blood-red footprint was printed on the ground.
Maybe he can't be called a person, he is more like a blood-soaked ghost from Shura's purgatory. As he approached, the soldiers could almost smell the bloody stench on his body, blood was all over his body, and even his hair was dripping with blood. He seemed to have come out of a pool of blood, and he couldn't tell which was someone else's blood and which was his own. The soldiers were terrified, and with every step he took, the soldiers took a step back.
He saw that there was only one person, and he couldn't stop laughing: "How many people did I think came to rescue? It turned out to be a mud monkey..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man raised his hand and fired a crossbow arrow. The cold light penetrated Zong Zong's wide-open mouth and pierced through the back of his neck. Zong Zong fell to the ground with his mouth open, blood pouring out.
"It's that lunatic... it's that lunatic!" someone said.
"What lunatic?" Xu Ruoyu clenched the yanling knife.
The soldier replied, "This lunatic will kill anyone he sees, and kill many of us!"
The man continued to walk into the crowd, and everyone involuntarily stepped back to make way, and the Yanling knife was facing him, but he did not dare to swing the knife. The man walked towards Shen Jue step by step, Shen Jue stood on the cliff, his eyes widened unconsciously, and the man's bloody figure was reflected in his black eyes.
"Xia... Xia Houlin."
Xia Houlin finally walked up to him, pulled up his injured right hand and looked at it for a while, raised his blood-stained face and pulled out a smile, revealing a set of white teeth. Even under the cover of blood stains, his smile was as warm as the sun.
"Master, I'm here to save you."
Shen Jue's eyes were red, he grabbed Xia Houlin's shoulder, and his hands were covered in blood: "You... you idiot! How can you do this to yourself!"
"It's okay, don't worry."
Shen Jue settled down and said in a low voice, "Follow me to jump off the cliff, hurry up!"
Xia Houlin was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Don't jump."
"Xiahou Lin!"
"Don't worry, young master," Xiahou Rin held the knife across his chest, a golden light flashed across the blade, like a curved moon, "Those who bully you, those who betray you, I, Xiahou Rin..." He bit Tooth, every word, "Kill them all!"