Qingchen didn't want to hurt anyone, but at this time she had no choice but to fight if the other party blocked it. The formation of the four swordsmen in front of him was relatively scattered. The light and wind from the gun rod were cut into the middle of them, and they also slashed between the man and the woman behind. Unable to block the extremely violent attack, the swordsman took the man and the woman to dodge left and right in time. After the smoke and dust disappeared, a three-meter-long shallow ditch appeared on the top of the small hill, which was smashed by Qingchen's gun rod. Qingchen himself had already rushed out of the road where the gun rod was split, and went down the mountain in the blink of an eye.
Qingchen did not escape to Wuyoushi because it was even more unfavorable to her. The origin of these twelve mysterious masters was by no means simple. They wore uniforms and were equipped with high-precision guns. They had received strict special training. The tacit understanding of the relationship was extremely flawless and could not come from the people. If one-on-one, Qingchen was confident that anyone was not her opponent at all, but these twelve people cooperated to fight each other and were so difficult to deal with. What surprised her even more was that the other party seemed to have a special ability to quickly track and sense her direction, regardless of whether she could see her figure clearly.
Not far from the mountain, he turned over a valley and was the flowing Yingliu River. Qingchen's figure was directly sinking into the water and even did not hit much wave. The heavy purple gold spear led her to the bottom of the river. She inserted the spear into the mud of the riverbed in the water, leaving only a small piece of about a foot long. She had to leave the gun here, otherwise she could only sink to the bottom of the water with such a heavy spear and she could not go anywhere. Then Qingchen closed her breathing, and tried to relax her body and hanged motionlessly at the bottom of the water. As the river water drifted downstream silently.
Such an escape method is almost impossible to track, and neither the nose of a hound or the spy satellites in the sky are helpless. The lower reaches of the Yingliu River flow through the steep Jihei Mountains, washing out a winding canyon and large and small mudflats. As long as you leave quietly on an unmanned river beach, you will be able to escape the pursuit. A killer who chases people knows how to escape the pursuit.
But Qingchen miscalculated again, and the twelve mysterious masters were waiting for her downstream. Qingchen was right. She escaped like this and no one could track her. Some of the twelve people would definitely be able to sense her position within a certain range, but this special ability was also ineffective for her who dived into the river. But don’t forget that in this world, in addition to superpowers, what is more important is the human mind. When the other party found that she had lost her trace, she could not sense her traces, and based on the terrain at that time, the only possibility was deduced - she drifted along the bottom of the water.
Qingchen has been practicing hard for ten years, and has entered the Taoist dynasty from martial arts. Her internal and external skills are almost complete. She can rest for a long time at the bottom of the water for a long time, as long as she relaxes and does not move around, for two or three hours. According to the speed of the water flow and this time, she has entered the steep canyon of Jihei Mountain, and it is difficult for the other party to chase her again with such complex terrain. But just one and a half years have passed, Qingchen's location has just reached a mudflat before Jihei Mountain. The towering mountains in front of the river are already in front of her, but she bumped into something in the water and made a series of light and crisp sounds.
The flowing river water quietly formed ice at some point, and the ice was very strange. It was not the layer on the water surface, but in the center of the bottom of the water. The ice was not a layer or piece, but a network state that had just condensed. The flowing water and even swimming fish could pass through normally without being affected. However, Qingchen, a person like this, hit a side of the ice net. As soon as the sound of the broken ice net sounded, Qingchen immediately became alert. His relaxed body suddenly tensed. He did not jump out directly when he stepped on the bottom of the river, but rushed to the shore and flew out of the water. This was an extreme reaction speed that a person could almost achieve.
Qingchen rushed ashore and found that the air around him was extremely cold. The wet water on his hair and clothes immediately turned into ice, almost making his body stiff. Then she saw the four swordsmen in front of her, and the silver sword was still flashing with cold light. Behind the swordsmen were still the man and woman. The feeling of frozen cold came from those two people! Qingchen didn't have to look back, and he also knew that there were six gunmen who had raised their guns on the other side of the river. If she soared into the air, she would shoot. There was no time to hesitate to dodge, Qingchen's movements did not stop at all. He almost flew forward against the ground, and punched out with both hands.
The four swordsmen on the shore were waiting with swords, but they didn't expect Qingchen to come so quickly and immediately raised their swords to meet him. Qingchen's fist was not big, it was a standard girl's plain hand pink fist. However, the fist wind was very fierce. Before the people arrived, the corners of the clothes of the six people on the opposite side were already blown by the strong fist wind. She had no choice. She was dead when she retreated, and there was a glimmer of hope to move forward bravely. The fist faced the sword light, was it life or death? Or was it both sides injured? No one knew because all this did not happen!
Just as Qingchen's fist wind was about to hit the white sword net, an extremely thin filament of a hundred feet flew silently from the forest in the distance. The filament split a phantom in the air, turning into two pieces of one virtual and one real. The whip shadow of Xu blocked Qingchen and slapped it on the sword net. This blow actually smashed the white light from the four long swords at the same time, and the frozen force surrounding the river beach also dissipated invisible. The filament of the filament of the true swept Qingchen and rolled her to the forest with irresistible force, with its speed extremely fast. Even the gunman on the other side of the river had no time to shoot, and the long ribbon had disappeared from the deep mountains and dense forests in the distance.
Qingchen felt like he was flying, and the sound of wind in his ears was whistling, and the surrounding mountains and shadows were quickly retreating, which made her vision blurry. During the flight, she suddenly felt that her body was relaxed, as if she was released by a force. She continued to rush forward with her inertia, and turned around in the air and landed steadily. Looking around, this was a deep mountain valley. There was a person standing towards her under a big tree with lush branches and leaves in front, looking at her figure as a man.
"Who are you? Did you save me?" Qingchen had already woken up, thinking that everything that happened just now might have been done by this man.
"Yes, I saved you. My surname is Mei, you can call me Mr. Mei." The man turned around as he spoke.
Qingchen took a step back, clenched his fists and his whole body tensed. She shouted, "You! How could it be you?" The man was the mysterious master who injured her and knocked her away in the mountains two months ago.
Mr. Mei smiled and said, "It's me, what's so strange about you? You don't have to be so nervous, and I won't attack you. I'm not those twelve little carrot heads. If you really want to attack, you'll be dead long ago."
Qingchen: "Why did you do this...Why did you hurt me first and now you have to save me?"
Mr. Mei had a somewhat profound expression, and he asked lightly: "Because I want to ask you a question, is it easy to kill or save people?"
"It's much easier to kill people than to save people." Qingchen answered very simply because she was the killer of killing people and seemed to have never saved anyone.
Mr. Mei sighed: "Yes, killing people is easy to save people. You can kill people, so will you save people? I saved you today because I want you to learn to save people. Why did you kill people?"
Qingchen: "I kill all the people I should kill."
Mr. Mei: "I know all this, otherwise you would think you could still stand in front of me alive? But you still killed the wrong person."
Qingchen: "Don't those people die?"
Mr. Mei: "Damn it, it's true! But the people you kill are all evil ways, not the source of evil. The evil leaders you think are actually not the real evil leaders! Even if you kill them, the same thing cannot be reduced, and even more people cannot be saved."
Qingchen: "I understand what you said, but I can only do so much."
Mr. Mei smiled bitterly: "Then why don't you learn to save people?... Forget it, I won't talk about it here anymore. You need to save someone now."
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When I woke up, the new book list fell back to second place, but I finally tasted the first place! The first thing I did when I arrived at the office was to find the USB drive that I dropped yesterday to update. There was still a piece of material to write in the morning. After writing the materials, I tried to continue updating it as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!