Chapter 723 – Loss and the Second Miss
Chapter 723 – Loss and Second Miss
“Dip your clothes in the apricot blossom rain, blow your face without chilling the willow wind.”
It was the season of March with fireworks and spring rains.
On the wildflower bush hillside covered with rain drops, a figure wrapped in a stern and unrivaled aura just appeared and instantly disappeared.
Immediately after, a three-inch silver embroidery needle “pierced” through the air, noiselessly, leaving a deep gully wherever it passed, and the wildflowers withered in the blink of an eye, and the sky-high trees that had just sprouted buds shattered like hemp poles.
In the figure and “embroidery needle” disappeared a few moments later, the entire mountain collapsed, as if the stone broke through the sky, the natural disaster.
The frightened group of Da Jin spring tour of the new scholar and the big girls fell to sit on the ground, trembling, unknown.
Xin Zhuo in the non-stop transient, at this moment the clothes are tattered, hair messy, handsome face full of dust, eyes blood red, obviously exhausted to the extreme.
Twelve days had passed, and he had already escaped thousands or tens of thousands of miles?
In order to prevent being discovered by the people of the Great Diffusion Sect, he had been picking up remote and uninhabited deep mountains and rivers to fly and swept, however, behind him the Yuanji expert’s nine flying needles had always been like shadows and shadows, in the past twelve days, he had narrowly dodged eight needles, but the ninth needle had been slow to dissipate, and he had come to the end of the line at this moment.
As a matter of fact, with his cultivation at the beginning of the Hunyuan Void realm, escaping from under the noses of five Yuanji masters and dozens of Hunyuan Void masters, and even undermining them before he left, this was one of the few times in the history of canonical records that could be traced.
At this moment, the true qi in his body was almost depleted, he couldn’t even run his mind to replenish it, and the realm he had just broken through hadn’t been stabilized, if he continued to escape, he was afraid that he would hurt his foundation, he subconsciously scanned the four directions with his Hun Yuan Void Ideas.
He subconsciously scanned the four directions with his Hunyuan Void Idea!
The breath of that silver needle, compared to before, was also weak to unaccountable.
Nowadays, unless the Eastern Old Ghost hadn’t been repelled by Lord Zhao Yi and had been following him, there was no need to run away anymore.
Therefore, he decided to take a gamble.
Stopping his body violently, he stood high in the air and looked towards the silver needle that was getting closer and closer as it cut through the air with the momentum of a thunderous and certain death.
This embroidered “silver needle” do not know what material, non-gold, non-iron, non-jade, the five elements do not grams, the Avatar does not enter, chased his thousands of miles, very scary.
At this time seems to realize the “target”, a small silver needle rolled up three zhang strange ripples, vaguely formed a python head.
“Buzz–“
The surrounding three to five miles of mountain forest swayed from side to side, undulating continuously.
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, closed his eyes, all the power of the Hunyuan virtual power, surrounded by eye-catching Hunyuan light, within a hundred feet of the wind and neon ride red clouds, heaven and earth Hunyuan into a mirage of a piece of vision, even a wisp of which can be injured Spiritual Terrace realm experts.
The right hand index finger, middle finger lightly around, Tianwu sword “choking” sound out of the sheath.
“Sword One, Evil God!”
The sword light of evil intent, through the heavens and through the earth, rolled up a vast greenish-gray aura, majestic and bizarre, unorthodox and unbiased, but extraordinarily evil and stern, and chopped down with a single sword.
It touched the “embroidery needle”!
“Boom–“
The snake shadow and silver needle fell down, no more momentum.
Xin Zhuo seemed to have been hit by a hundred thousand mountains, his clothes cracked, his skin exploded into inches of wounds, his sanity was blurred, and he flew far away.
And the original ten miles of mountains and forests into flying ash, aside several miles of small river water flow blink of an eye was emptied, endless chaotic atmosphere constantly diffuse to the surrounding, the ground also cracked dozens of shocking cracks.
Half an hour later, several Yang realm of martial artists rushed to, look around, horrified beyond words, this kind of terrible scene, has exceeded the scope of their understanding, and hastily hurried to leave, and warned the four sides of the masters, the disaster here, do not come.
Fine rain, non-stop sprinkling in the mountains, forests, rivers, nourishing everything.
An official road that runs through the east and west, was dumped by the wheels full of mud, the grass beside the official road has a piece of mess.
Xin Zhuo quietly lying, covered with blood stained red emerald green weeds, his injuries are extremely heavy, the meridians broken many, the body of the Hun Yuan vortex is also a little messy, can not lift half a silk strength, and with the medical skills of the silver needle is also lost, unable to heal, but his face with a few points of relaxation and relief.
Finally, he had dodged the pursuit and retreated in one piece.
He even had the leisure to change to a comfortable position, and as a result, he tore the dozens of wounds that touched his eyes, and more blood flowed.
He reached out and picked up a green-colored fruit in the grass, this fruit was called Nine Spirit Alcohol, it wasn’t a good thing, but it was very sweet and delicious, Lord Zhao Yi usually loved it.
Putting it into his mouth, he tasted it, it wasn’t ripe, it was sweet and sour with a hint of bitterness, gently chewed it for a moment and swallowed it.
Not delicious.
The fine rain drizzled on the face, some can not open their eyes. An indescribable loneliness and emptiness surged into the heart, full of the mind is that the birth of the beauty that does not look like the mortal world should have, quiet and gentle, do not compete, not humble, and occasionally a little temperament of the woman.
Zhao Yi Lord.
In the time, do not think there is something, no, only to find that the heart of the less what ……
What in the end?
There is no homecoming in the world! There can no longer be a person in this world who will always wait silently no matter where he or she goes.
Even if you break through the Hunyuan Void, what can you do? I’ll be alone and have no one to rely on.
He is actually not much of a person, at least not as amazing as the disciples of the eighteen sects thought, not as great as the masters, mistresses, and brothers of the Stations Sword Peak thought, and he doesn’t even know what the hell a great emperor is.
That’s why his nose would also be sore.
Then, he saw a dog face that was born very handsome peeking into the grass, a crystal clear jade xiao in his mouth, a pair of dog eyes with a few points of worry.
Xiao Huang.
Xin Zhuo let out a breath and rested his hands on his head: “You must not have seen my wimpy appearance!”
“Snap!”
Xiao Huang spat out the jade cock in his mouth and wagged his tail a few times.
Xin Zhuo s pupils contracted for a moment, and as soon as he grabbed the jade xiao, he gently brayed ……
Zhao Yi Lord’s jade xiao.
This was actually the only thing she had left for herself.
He touched the jade xiao for a long, long time, put it in his mouth and blew a little, too good at blowing, and only emitted a whimpering hiss that was hard to hear.
The little yellow dog’s mouth tugged a little, stretching out his dog paw to point at his wound.
“It does not matter much, raise a ten days and half a month is almost the same, and then heavy injuries have also suffered, I will rest, think about where we should go?”
He carefully placed the jade xiao into his close-fitting tattered clothes, continued to pillow his head with both hands, and closed his eyes.
Little yellow “whimper” two sounds, lying on the side.
“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ……”
In the distance came a sound of wagon wheels crushing the mud, as well as the horses’ loud and hissing and the horseman’s bugle call to drive the wagon.
It must be someone passing by, only Xin Zhuo was too lazy to open his eyes.
“Crunch–“
After a while, the car suddenly stopped at the side, and a delicate young girl’s voice rang out, “Second Miss, Commander Huang, there’s a teenager who’s about to die eh.”
Another man’s gloomy voice: “The world is not peaceful, martial arts experts do not distinguish between good and evil, they kill each other from time to time, and there are hungry bones on the road, it’s a common occurrence, Ling’er, why do you need to pay attention to it?”
“But ……” that delicate young girl voice: “He is not dead, still very young, he raised a dog so spiritual, has been guarding him, so touching it.”
“LOL!”
The carriage window pane was pushed open, a soft imperial voice said: “Bring him and that little yellow dog with you.”
“Second Miss!”
The man’s gloomy voice said: “Madam Shuji has explained earlier that you must not meddle on the road, although my Xichuan Changle Clan is a martial arts family for thousands of years, but nowadays the world’s masters are like clouds, and the forces of all parties are intertwined, and once you have provoked an enemy, the family head there ……”
The imperial sister voice coldly said: “He does not have the breath of a martial artist, must be a mundane person, and what enemies can be provoked, bring it!”
The delicate young girl voice giggled: “Second Miss is kind hearted …… ah, this teenager was born to look good.”
The window pane shelf was down, and the imperial voice said in a clear and cold voice: “I am pitying that dog, the dog is more loyal than the people.”
In the grass, Xiao Huang shook his mouth twice, carefully covering one of the biggest wounds for his master, and then the corner of his mouth showed a wicked smile.
(End of chapter)