The leader of the night elves frowned, obviously he was a little confused at the moment. Although there were various signs that the person wearing the groom's clothes might be the real Zu'an, he was also worried that they were playing tricks and deliberately misleading him.
In addition, according to intelligence, that Zaun has an outstanding characteristic, that is, it is very cheap.
And the one who just yelled and betrayed his teammates on the spot echoed this characteristic...
Thinking of this, he directly ordered: "Kill them all!"
In this situation, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go.
Sang Qian, who was yelling, was dumbfounded: "???"
Why don't these people act according to common sense?
The night elf assassins had already arrived around the carriage and stabbed into the carriage with their swords.
Pei Mianman hurriedly used the black flame to push left and block right. She knew that the cultivation level of each of these night elves was not inferior to hers. She did not expect to defeat the other party, but only wanted to push them back and buy more time. She believed that
That woman will not stand idly by.
Sure enough, seeing the critical situation here, Qiu Honglei hurriedly called to her companions: "Go and save people!"
The Bada Sanren also knew the purpose of this trip. The leader was determined to win Zu'an, so how could he sit back and watch these people kill him.
Except for the earth element Sans with the strongest defense who stayed to protect Qiu Honglei, the rest rushed towards the carriage.
Seeing this, the leader of the night elves did not care about the depletion of energy and hurriedly drew his weapon and entered the battle again.
Because everyone is trying to achieve their goals in the shortest possible time, no one has any reservations, and their skills are all over the place. All of them are trading injuries for injuries.
Zu An stared closely at the field. He was very worried about Pei Mianman's safety, because theoretically she had the lowest cultivation level on the battlefield, and could only rely on her good black flames to deal with these masters.
At this time, Sang Hong couldn't help but sigh: "Today's young people are really getting better and better from generation to generation. At such a young age, a woman is already at the sixth level. This kind of talent is really rare."
"Sixth grade?" Seeing that he was staring at Pei Mianman, Zu An naturally knew who he was talking about. After careful observation, he discovered that Pei Mianman did have a layer of elemental armor surrounded by black flames. This was the sixth grade.
It's a sign of quality, no wonder he can confront these strong men for so long.
It seems that she has been hiding her strength all this time!
Zu An smacked his tongue and thought what was wrong with this world. Everyone was so stubborn. It seemed that he had to take it easy in the future when he wanted to show off, so as not to encounter those who were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.
While he was sighing, the carriage suddenly moved. Everyone in the carriage staggered and fell down. Zu An even fell directly into Zheng Dan's arms.
It's really soft!
However, he didn't have time to sigh, and he quickly looked back and found that Huang Huihong, who had been seriously injured and dying at the side, took advantage of the chaos and jumped directly in front of the carriage, driving the carriage all the way to the depths of the mountain.
Both the night elves and the Demon Cult noticed the situation here and wanted to chase after them. Unfortunately, they were restrained by the other party and could not escape for a while. Even Pei Mianman wanted to catch up, but both sides took action to stop him. Obviously, neither side
Neither of them wants to see the other party have a chance to get Zu An.
The carriage that Zu An and the others were riding in belonged to Liu Yao. It was originally specially made. The horses were all thousand-mile horses. At the same time, wind formations were carved around the wheels of the carriage, which not only made the body light, but also made it faster to run.
The effect of acceleration.
Huang Huihong took advantage of this gap to escape from the battle and fled into the forest.
He didn't know how long he had been running all the way. Huang Huihong looked back and saw that no one was catching up with him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, as soon as he relaxed, the anger in his heart was released. The serious injury on his chest began to relapse.
Unable to hold on any longer, he fell down from the carriage.
Zu An grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage. He looked at Huang Huihong who fell not far away and sighed: "Why are you doing this? At worst, I will be captured by the demon sect's people. If you go again
Wouldn't it be enough to mobilize experts to save me? It would be better than if you only have half a life left now."
Whether he is taken away by Qiu Honglei or rescued by Damanman, it is actually a good choice. It is better than accompanying him here to survive in the wilderness. He knows that the wilderness of this world is full of dangerous beasts. Now
A group of people were banned from practicing cultivation again, and the only one with cultivation was seriously injured. It would be very frustrating if they became the delicacies of ferocious beasts.
Yellow, gray and red: "..."
"Still can't speak?" Seeing his expression, Zu An couldn't help but complain: "You embroidered messengers are usually so coaxing, how can you act so majesticly on behalf of the emperor, but you were restrained so easily?
Now that the whole army is almost wiped out, I feel ashamed for you."
Yellow, gray and red: "..."
The anger value from yellow, gray and red is +611!
Zu An said curiously: "By the way, I'm a little strange. Since the emperor values my "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" so much, why doesn't he send a few real masters over? Among you embroidery messengers, you are only a sixth grade, and the others
It's just the fifth level. Even though there are some special formations to coordinate with it, I won't confront you head-on. I can't easily wipe out your group with a direct sneak attack. It's really a stretch."
Huang Huihong turned her face away, obviously shocked by this guy and didn't want to talk to him.
At this time, an angry voice from the side came: "Zu, can you get up from my wife's arms and slowly ask questions?"
The anger value from Sang Qian is +666!
At this time, Sang Qian stared at Zu An with his eyes wide open. The latter has never gotten up from Zheng Dan's arms, and his head is still right next to her chest, and he rubs it from time to time. Can he bear this?
Zu An snorted: "Who is your wife? Miss Zheng and you have not completed the wedding ceremony. Strictly speaking, we are not your wife. Now I am wearing the groom's official clothes. Anyone who sees us will think that we are a couple."
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"You..." Sang Qian was so dizzy by his nonsense that he didn't even think of how to retort.
The anger value from Sang Qian is +888!
Zheng Dan was not as thick-skinned as him. How dare he be intimate with him in front of so many people, so he pushed him aside with a blushing face. Zu An didn't want to embarrass her, so he sat up.
Sang Hong coughed, obviously not wanting to see his son being bullied by him, so he directly answered the previous question and changed the subject: "According to my guess, the emperor must have been a little careless this time, thinking that there are masters and ninth-level masters accompanying him,
There are also the Forbidden Army, and the Embroidered Clothes Envoys can request imperial edicts at any time, so theoretically it can handle most situations. But I didn't expect that the "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" would be so tempting to all parties."
There was another sentence he didn't say, and various forces mobilized one after another, not necessarily to obtain the "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra", but most likely because they did not want the emperor to obtain it.
Zu An rolled his eyes: "It sounds like they are all here for me. Aren't there many killers coming to deal with you? Well, I bet that the guy over there is here for you."
Sang Hong was stunned and hurriedly followed his gaze. He saw a figure slowly walking out of the woods in the distance. A slovenly man walked out slowly. A slender knife was placed across his neck, and his hands were very tight.
It rests naturally on the knife, and the whole walking posture gives people a bohemian feeling.
"Jiaqian layman Ding Run? Why are you here?" Seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Sang Hong's face suddenly became solemn.
"Jiaqian Jushi?" Zu An was stunned, why did this name sound familiar to him.
Sang Hong said in a deep voice: "This guy is a famous killer in the underworld. He has always recognized money but not people. As long as he has money, he will kill his relatives and friends. Because his asking price is much higher than that of his peers, and he always has to pay more at short notice.
So everyone calls him the Jiaqian layman. However, his cultivation level is extremely high and he can complete every task no matter how difficult it is, so everyone is willing to give him more money."
The sloppy man casually slammed the knife into the ground and clapped leisurely: "I didn't expect Mr. Sang to know Ding so well. It makes me suspect that you were not working in the Dasi Nongsi before, but in Tingwei."
Sang Qian had obviously heard of this man's name. He was still angry at first, but now he involuntarily shrank back and his body was trembling slightly.
Noticing his strange behavior, Zu An frowned. Even Sang Qian, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, was afraid of being like this. It seemed that this guy was a tough guy.
Sang Hong asked: "I wonder who you are here to kill this time, Zu An or our father and son?"
The slovenly man grinned, revealing a pair of white teeth that were extremely disproportionate to his appearance: "Someone paid for the lives of your father and son, of course..."
He paused and his eyes fell on Zu An beside him: "I am also somewhat interested in this guy. After I kill you, I will have a good exchange with him. There is no need to pay more this time."
Zu An felt a chill, exchange? This guy can't be an old glass, right?
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That’s it for today. I’ll make up for the third update tomorrow.