Chapter 51 – Xin Zhuo vs Song Dongshi of Song Family
Chapter 51 – Xin Zhuo VS Song Family’s Song Dongshi
After all, Murong Huo came from a worldly family, and was completely different from Cui Ying’er and Huang Dagui with their ignorance and confusion.
The reason why he threw himself to the thieves, in addition to the fact that he was disgusted with the pressure given by his family and deviated from the way of the world, more importantly, he saw people very accurately, Xin Zhuo’s ability, martial arts, is definitely outstanding, and in the future will never be a pool of talent.
Not!
After his observation these days, he realized that the Big Boss was even a bit of a demon!
Then, Han Qiniang’s changes in them were definitely related to Big Boss, perhaps he could do some of the rumored wonders of pushing tendons and bones.
Xin Zhuo gave it some serious consideration and patted his shoulder: “When the matter of the four great families is resolved this time, I’ll give it a try!”
“Thank you, Grand Master.” Murong Huo was overjoyed.
“Big Boss!”
Right at this moment, White Tip Tiny ran up from the distance, sweaty, windy, and frighteningly fast.
When he arrived close, he could not catch his breath: “I ……”
“Take a break and say it again.” Xin Zhuo signaled him to sit down.
The following crowded around that one promise, really upside down eating poop good man Cui Ying’er, Huang Dagui and Han Qiniang several people, aware of the abnormalities also followed up.
“Big Boss, people have broken the boundary, their strength has gotten so much bigger in the past few days, did you see it?” Han Qiniang’s eyes were bright, having just been courted for a good while down below, she was a bit fluttery.
Han Jiulang and Huang Dagui weren’t immune to a flurry of dazzling.
Xin Zhuo had a number in mind, nodded, and focused his attention on the white tip thin, this guy has not been seen, I do not know what to do to go.
“I actually also broke the mirror, running thief!”
White Tip Tiny finally rested over, pointing in the southwest direction: “According to Big Boss’s orders, I patrolled around, thirty miles saw that person called Song Dongxi come over.”
Cui Ying’er several people immediately tensed up, they thought that the four big families would seek here, but did not think that it could be so fast.
“How many people?”
Xin Zhuo asked.
“Five, all from their Song family!” White Tipsy replied with certainty.
“The other families didn’t come over?”
“The other few families definitely didn’t come, just to be on the safe side, I even strolled around for a long time, this deep mountain forest, people are rare, if someone walks around, it’s easy to spot.”
Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Huo: “Where is your grandfather likely to be?”
He was always most concerned about the Murong family’s old man, after all, the sixth rank, a full three realms higher, there was no semblance of certainty.
He even wondered if that old master was staring nearby.
“Actually, my old family’s old master went back!”
Murong Hugh was a bit embarrassed, “I just didn’t have time to talk to Big Boss about this, Grandfather used the flying harrier that I kept to send a letter in the morning, and his tone was very strange.
He said, my sixteenth aunt grandmother is about to give birth, the war in the east of the city is tense, he went back, I’ll go from thief to thief, in the future there will be no more involvement with the family, and no more mention of the word Murong, if he catches me, he will kill me!”
After saying that, his face showed a kind of sadness of being abandoned.
Xin Zhuo’s heart moved, I don’t know if old man Murong is coaxing Murong Huo, but these people of their own absolutely can’t just sit back and wait for death: “This can be done!”
“What is it?” The crowd of mountain bandit subordinates were all a bit confused.
Xin Zhuo looked to the southwestern direction: “We have done so many suspicious trails, in just one night, it is impossible for the four great families to find their way here. There’s only one possibility, that Duke Song’s IQ is off the charts, he parted ways with the other clans early and came alone to take his chances on chopping off my dog’s head, so we can also try to block it!”
……
“Rustling ……”
The sky, which had been gloomy all morning, finally rained a pattering drizzle, and the entire western foothills of Voltron Peak were a blank slate.
The autumn rain was slightly cold, and when it drizzled on the body, it was easy to get wind chill, but for martial artists with abundant blood qi, it was no big deal at all.
At least for Song Dongxi, there is not the slightest impact, his footsteps are not fast, but his body is upright as a sword, the waist side of the gun cage set does not move, a four-sided face, there is no half a bit of emotional fluctuations.
Calm eyes, completely unlike his smelly mouth, causing suspicion, thanks to the countless hangings and abuses by his master when he was young at the Divine Gun Villa.
He looked in the direction of the Mighty Tiger Walled City, his eyes firm, he was sure that Xin Zhuo had gone to the Mighty Tiger Walled City.
This was different from the other three sons and daughters of the other three families who were moderate and followed the traces in the mountains to look for them.
This was not to say that the other three families were stupid, being moderate was ultimately prudent.
But his Song Dongshi’s pride did not allow him to do useless things, so last night he separated from the others and went straight here.
“My lord, what if Xin Zhuo is not in the Mighty Tiger Walled City?”
A round-faced black-clothed woman next to him inquired doubtfully, “The Mighty Tiger Wall is not part of our purge, that’s a matter for the government!”
Song Dongshi glanced at her coldly: “Noisy!”
“Here!” The woman’s face turned slightly white and retreated to the side.
At this time, the five of them walked up a hillock, and bypassing the hill in front of them, they arrived at the northern peak range of the Fierce Tiger Walled City. Right at this moment, a strange accent came from the slant: “Song family a bunch of drunken bags, have the guts to come and beat me ah!”
Song Dongxi five people fiercely looked over, and saw two hundred meters away in a grassy area, the Murong family’s son Murong Huo, who had thrown himself to the thieves, had a disgusting provocative look on his face.
They didn’t know what this Murong Duke who had changed his temperament so much, with the face of a city dweller meant, and their intention was never to apprehend Murong Hugh, but since he was there, was Xin Zhuo still far away?
Turning around, they chased after him.
Only Song Dongshi chased after a few steps, and if he felt something, he stopped and looked directly above.
Then he saw Xin Zhuo who was dressed in hemp clothes, with wet hair and the same expressionless face.
The two looked at each other.
There was a short silence.
Then, Xin Zhuo scanned the surroundings, his face finally revealed a “depressed” color: “Mr. Song, how did you find this place, I’m convinced!”
Turning around, he ran towards the distance.
This time, only Xin Zhuo and Murong Huo came over, Cui Ying’er and their realm was still low, even if they had the talent, they were not allowed to take risks.
Moreover, Murong Hugh was a lure, he didn’t dare to guarantee that Elder Murong or the other three families were in the vicinity or not, even if Murong Hugh was caught, it wouldn’t be a problem, he couldn’t die.
Therefore, he ran around first to make sure that no one intercepted him, and then he barreled with Song Dongshi.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, even though the branches and leaves in the mountain forest were dense, there were still raindrops pattering down.
The two chased each other and ran for twenty miles, Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped and turned to look at Song Dongshi.
Can be sure, other people are not in, otherwise there is no let yourself a run, hiding in the dark to see the reason, deep forests, wet and cold, is really not necessary.
Song Dongshi two feet apart, the same stop.
Wind blowing the mountains, whistling, rain falling like a note, heaven and earth boom.
Song Dongxi calmly unlocked the gun cage, took out an embroidered and colorful folding gun, coldly said: “You seem to be very confident!”
“Not bad!”
Xin Zhuo drew out his own notched Goose Plume Sword.
If he had the choice, he would never risk crossing the level to fight with someone single-handedly, Gou is the king’s way, Gou to seventy years old and eighty years old, Gou to invincible and then go out to play.
But he did not practice martial arts, all his skills rely on the “Moonwatch Well”, but the setting of this well is to get into trouble.
The three meanings of loyalty, debt and apology are always to be operated.
With four large groups of pursuers and six experts of the seventh grade realm, if he didn’t bet on the fight, he might not even be qualified to make trouble or look for the spirit of sacrifice.
Therefore, it was necessary to fight.
“I’ve heard that you can cross the realm, and that you can transform the realm with your swords and the realm with your fists, you’re a talented person. I only know a set of gun techniques, practicing hard for eighteen years, just entering the subtle, but …… you still have little hope of escaping!”
Song Dongxi twisted and turned the folding gun, the colorful pattern turned, “rubbing” sound, instantly changed into a zhang long and short, gilt gun handle, cold iron gun head, gold silk gun spike, the whole body atmosphere is majestic, flashing with palpitating cold aura.
His own aura also from cold, changed into a stern, eyes exudes a corpse mountain blood sea to break out of the general aura, not waiting for Xin Zhuo back, has jumped up.
A little cold aura went first, then the gun came out like a dragon.
People in mid-air, the sharp tip of the gun cut through the rain curtain, straight to Xin Zhuo face door, halfway gun shadow swaying, scattered as twelve, Road whistling.
Xin Zhuo calmly looked at the other side of the gun law, indeed than all the people previously encountered are strong, grip the hilt of the knife, a knife cut.
Swinging the knife is the peak.
Out of the knife is difficult to see, change in the middle of the way, instantaneous pieces of knife shadow.
“Cang-“
The rain curtain splashed in all directions.
Gun and knife strike!
The gun’s shadow shattered, and the blade’s shadow scattered in all directions.
Only the tip of the knife and the head of the gun were left to clash.
“Bing!”
A clear and loud sound shook a rain shower.
The Goose Plume Blade broke.
Xin Zhuo carried the broken blade and retreated three steps in a row.
Song Dongshi’s gun left his hand and quickly clutched it again, and his person had already taken seven steps back.
The tiger’s mouth exploded, blood stains appeared, and was quickly washed away again by the rain.
(End of chapter)