The old man's shoulder was hit by the palm wind, bloody. Even the bridge under his feet was blown off, so he had no choice but to fall on the railing, but he was still standing still.
He is still white-haired and chicken-skinned, but his dim eyes have become hale and hearty: "No wonder you can get him away from the palace. Your Excellency has good skills and good eyesight."
Xie Zhiwei said: "Thank you."
No way, who told me to read the original work.
There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden beside the King of Kyushu, and there is even a master of disguise called Wuyan. It is said that no one has seen his true face except the King of Kyushu. As long as he wants, he can show people with thousands of faces. There is very little ink in the original work of this person, because he is only loyal to the King of Kyushu and is rarely used, so he rarely appears in the main plot.
The only thing he couldn't hide was a mole on the back of his hand - only the King of Kyushu knew about it.
The details that I thought were useless at first, are now of great help.
Subtle ripples appeared on the surface of the water, rippling away in circles.
Xie Zhiwei shouted: "Be careful."
The next moment, dozens of figures sprang out of the water. These people were masked in black and held magic tools with spiritual power. They were obviously much higher than the previous guards.
The three of Xie Zhiwei suddenly became fish in the net, and fell surrounded by masked men together with the whole bridge.
Chu Zhi rubbed his temples: "The second call came so soon, your King of Kyushu is really annoying."
Wuyan covered his blood-stained shoulder: "Then obediently suffer death, everyone will live in peace, take it down!"
The masked man moved when he heard the sound, and spiritual power flew all over the sky in an instant, and the whole bridge seemed to be covered with an airtight net.
These are all the top masters of the palace, and all of them are killing moves. It seems that the Kyushu King was very annoyed by the first miss.
Under such circumstances, Chu Zhi and Tantai Meng absolutely cannot fight hard. Xie Zhiwei dragged the two of them behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Leave if you can, leave this place to me."
Chu Zhi still wanted to say something, Tantai Meng tugged at his sleeve: "Senior Chu, these people are not the opponents of En Gong, and we will distract him if we keep them."
The two of them ran while talking, and the spiritual power smashed down their heads and faces. In the blink of an eye, the small bridge paved with bamboo boards was already dilapidated, water and sawdust splashed all over the sky, and some of them shot towards them.
Xie Zhiwei turned around and raised his sleeves.
With a sound of "Boom", the engulfing air wave was suddenly dispersed, and soon gathered again, hitting another place.
Wuyan stood by the bridge, only felt his feet tremble, and the bridge railing broke.
But the entire bridge collapsed, and he couldn't find a complete point of support for a while, so he had to fall on a piece of driftwood on the water. Feeling the flickering lights and shadows around him, he turned around in astonishment, and happened to bump into Xie Zhiwei.
Xie Zhiwei was holding a sword in his hand, pressing it on his neck—it was the one he usually hung around his waist.
There was a moment of blankness in Wuyan's mind, not because of fear, but because the opponent was too strong beyond expectations.
He heard Xie Zhiwei say to him: "Your Excellency, you should go back, don't lose your life in vain."
The tone was still calm, even with a bit of persuasion like an elder. If you don't have certain qualifications and experience, how can you have such a demeanor
The other party must have a lot of background!
Wuyan said calmly: "What you said is very reasonable, but the order of the prince..."
He raised his eyes to look at Xie Zhiwei, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Indeed, as a master of masters, he organized a group to arrest people. If he returned empty-handed, the King of Kyushu would definitely punish him severely.
Xie Zhiwei softened his heart and asked him, "How?"
Wuyan's face changed, and a look of determination appeared on his face full of dry lines: "Above everything!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward suddenly.
Xie Zhiwei instinctively withdrew his hand. Despite his speed, Wuyan's neck still brushed against the edge of the sword, and a long bloodstain appeared on the blade.
And Wuyan didn't care about the direction he was rushing towards, it was the river bank. Chu Zhishi and Tantai Meng were jumping off the crumbling bridge.
Xie Zhiwei said in amazement: "You..."
Fuck, it's too desperate! Young man, you don't have a system, what kind of trouble are you fighting like this!
He hurried to chase after him, but the group of men in black had already reacted quickly and threw out the impenetrable spiritual power net at him. Xie Zhiwei stopped, raised his hand, and the net was immediately pushed into the water. It landed at the feet of those guards, and white waves hit them all over.
These people are well-trained, and it was unprecedented to be shocked by Xie Zhiwei. At this time, they cooperated very well. Although they only slightly stopped Xie Zhiwei's footsteps, it was enough to be shameless.
Wuyan took the sword from the guard who passed by halfway, and threw it towards the river bank very quickly.
At this moment, Chu Zhi and Tantai Meng had already got off the bridge, panting for breath and looking back at the water surface, completely defenseless.
Xie Zhiwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he yelled, "Stop—"
The two heard it from a distance, and when they realized it, the sword was already three feet away.
It was too late for Tantai Mengmeng to block with his sword.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Another huge wave of water rose up from the bank of Guanghua River, barely blocking Chu Zhishi and Tantai Meng. The sword seemed to hit the solid shield, and after a metallic sound, it bounced into the water.
After seeing the white light clearly, Tantai Meng was stunned: "This...how is it..."
Chu Zhi's expression was solemn, and anger was seen on his face: "Is it the white light from before? That bastard Mu Yu is also haunted!"
Tantai dreamed for a while, and said: "Senior, don't you think that this white light saved our lives just now?"
Xie Zhiwei floated beside the two of them, his brows knit together at some point.
And Wuyan arrived in a blink of an eye, and was quite surprised by the white light. He took a cautious look at Xie Zhiwei and the three of them, and retreated to the surface of the water.
The group of guards stood behind him. Seeing this situation, they stopped moving forward.
Wuyan said: "What are you doing in a daze, continue."
But as soon as the words fell, the white light grew several times, and then turned into an arc, covering Wuyan and the others as a hood, like a huge cage, and Wuyan and the others became birds in the cage.
Xie Zhiwei watched the scene silently with complicated eyes.
Chu Zhi felt unbelievable: "Second Senior Brother, could it be that this rebellious disciple has discovered his conscience?"
Xie Zhiwei glanced at him, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything after all.
Tantai Meng said: "Grandfather, senior, no matter what the son's intentions are, we must not miss this opportunity, let's leave quickly."
Xie Zhiwei finally nodded: "You are right."
So, Wuyan and the others watched Xie Zhiwei and the others turn and leave, but they were helpless.
No matter how they chop or chop, the white light is like a wall of copper and iron, indestructible.
The brilliance floated slowly, slowly transforming into lotus-like lines. The veins in the center of the petals are intertwined, and the word "stop" is impressively written.
Wuyan said in surprise and uncertainty: "My son..."
The guards couldn't understand even more: "Why did the prince stop us? Could it be that the prince wants to disobey the prince's order and let Chu know?"
Wuyan withdrew her expression, and reprimanded: "Don't give any pointers to the master."
The river bank was already empty, but Wuyan was still staring at the place where Xie Zhiwei was standing in a daze. Just now, he seemed to have heard Chu Zhi say a title...
"King of Kyushu is really too much. When I go back to Daozong and tell the senior brother in charge, I must go to the Holy One to read a copy...Girl give me another one."
The wheels were running smoothly, and Chu Zhi was leaning against a corner of the carriage, his body was staggering, and there were shortbread crumbs falling from his feet.
He took another shortbread handed over by Tantai Meng, chewed it twice with relish, and sighed: "If he hadn't been chasing after him fiercely, eating shortbread in the restaurant would still be served with lean meat porridge."
"Combining porridge and cakes is indeed a healthy way to eat." Tantai Meng took two bamboo pieces to help him fix his arms, echoed patiently from time to time, and handled it with ease.
But when she raised her eyes to look at Xie Zhiwei, she was a little worried.
The chariots and horses had been walking for a day, and it turned out to be unexpectedly smooth, and they never encountered a single pursuer.
And along the way, Xie Zhiwei's brows never relaxed.
Seeing the evening, they couldn't live without rest for a day and a night. They could bear it, and the hired driver couldn't bear it, not to mention that Chu Zhi was still injured. Tantai Meng then discussed with Chu Zhi to find a wild shop on the side of the road to live in, and stopped the carriages.
Xie Zhiwei leaned against the car door, distracted by the erratic car curtain, Tantai Meng called twice before he realized, and together with Tantai Meng helped Chu Zhi get out of the car.
This is a husband-and-wife shop, and the owner and his wife are both from nearby villages. The shop is not big, with only four or five rooms, and it is still covered with thatch. Because the road is deserted, it is rare for customers to come.
After ordering dinner, the owner and his wife hurriedly went to the stove to light the fire. The driver was embarrassed to sit with Xie Zhiwei and the others, so he also went to help. Chu Zhi looked around for a while, and finally his eyes fell on the smoky stove, and he said in a deep thought: "It's in the wilderness, in case the tea and rice are not too good... Oh yes, that shortbread left on the car just now."
He was about to stand up as he spoke, Tantai Meng also stood up: "I'll get it."
Xie Zhiwei stopped them all: "Your spiritual power is in urgent need of recovery, so you should rest, I'll go."
Walking out while talking, he stumbled at the door somehow—it seemed that he tripped over the threshold.
Chu Zhi watched him disappear at the door, and finally felt that something was wrong: "Second senior brother, why is he out of his mind, do you have something on his mind?"
Tantai Meng put her chin in her hand and nodded.
Chu Zhi was amazed: "A big man, what great things can he have on his mind?"
Tantai Meng glanced at him and shook her head.
It was dark outside, a gust of autumn wind hit, the fallen leaves rustled on the ground, and the dead tree branches looked more and more depressed.
Xie Zhiwei lifted the curtain of the car and was about to step into the carriage, when out of the corner of his eyes, a white light lit up in the deep dense forest.
He froze for a moment, turned around and looked.
Under a maple tree with uneven green and red, there was a man in white standing vaguely.